Beat Him to Death
The whole place was silent.
The wind has stopped blowing.
The smoke and dust on the ruins have solidified.
The sobbing sounds of Eldar civilians in the distance stopped.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Ignatius, and the eyes contained shock, fear, admiration, and a complex emotion of "how dare you say that?"
Valentinus's smile solidified on his face.
The dozens of explanations in his mind evaporated instantly, leaving only one thought echoing: This guy is finished.
Emperor can't save him.
I said it.
"Oh, let's put it this way," Ignatius was completely unaware that he was walking a tightrope and was still reasoning seriously.
"Emperor seems not to have blessed Gene-Father."
"Hiss--"
All Ultramarines gasped at the same time.
When this group of beings who can physically travel across the void smoke air conditioners together, the scene is like a range hood running at full power. The smoke and dust from the ruins are sucked into their nasal cavities and rush through their lungs.
Of course, with their current physiques, the smoke and dust could not even enter their lungs before being converted into harmless substances by Smart Atoms.
But that sound, that "hissing--" sound, was like tens of thousands of snakes spitting messages at the same time, echoing on the battlefield.
"When our Gene-Father was fighting Eldar Primarch," Ignatius spoke faster and faster, and the enthusiasm for reasoning was like a volcanic eruption.
"Emperor didn't help our Gene-Father, but instead helped that Eldar Primarch."
His eyes lit up, the light of discovering the truth.
"What is this doing? Does it make Primarch more challenging?" he asked himself.
"That's obviously not the case! That means that the great, benevolent and benevolent Emperor of Mankind is the Gene-Father who is determined to help Eldar Primarch defeat us!"
The golden light on Valentinus's body has begun to beat, like a volcano about to erupt.
"Why exactly?" Ignatius clenched his fists and leaned forward slightly.
"The Gene-Father we are waiting for is Imperium orthodox! Why does Emperor do this?"
In his mind, a famous saying that he regarded as a guideline emerged.
That's what the sage Wu Terra - an old scholar who is said to have lived for thousands of years - said in a lecture.
"If all possibilities are eliminated, the remaining answer, no matter how bizarre or desperate, is the truth!"
Ignatius clapped his hands suddenly, and the sound was as clear and crisp as a detonator exploding.
His eyes sparkled with enlightenment, and his posture was quite a bit like the enlightenment Zhuge Liang felt after listening to "Longzhong Dui".
"So--" His voice burst through the communication channel.
"Emperor has rebelled!"
"!!!"
All the Ultramariness around him took three big steps back at the same time.
The movements were neat and uniform, like a dance that had been rehearsed thousands of times.
The ruins under their feet were trampled with deep footprints, and rubble was scattered everywhere.
What do you want to do? Why don't you take us with you if you want to die? We are all loyal ministers of Imperium!
The golden light on Valentinus completely exploded at this moment.
The golden flames spurted out from every crack in his Power Armour, forming a pillar of light that soared into the sky around him.
His helmet flew away under the impact of the golden light, revealing a flushed face.
There was a golden flame burning in his eyes. The flame was not Psionic Energy, not any extraordinary power, but the pure rage that burst out from the depths of a Ultramarines's soul when he was so angry by a second-force recruit that he almost rose to the sky.
"Emperor's blessing seems to have become much stronger!" A soldier exclaimed.
"Could it be that what the bad guy just said was the truth?" Another soldier's voice trembled.
"Emperor? Are you really going to rebel?"
The golden light on Valentinus exploded again.
"Damn it!" A soldier waved his fist in anger.
"Emperor is so ambitious that he dares to challenge my Ultramarines's Imperium orthodox status!"
The golden light exploded.
His helmet flew off.
"Damn it, you are so heretical!" Another soldier also shouted.
"You must be punished well! Just punish you, just punish you--"
He was stuck, his brain running at high speed, trying to come up with a punishment method that would be enough to relieve his anger but would not really offend Emperor.
His eyes fell on the forgotten bag of supplies on the ruins. The bag had the emblem of Ultramar printed on it, and a line of small words - "Classic Snack·Coconut Heart Bobo".
"I'll punish you by eating my big Ultramar's classic snacks, Coconut Heart Bobo!"
When he said these words, the expression on his face was impassioned, as if he was reading out an imperial edict that could change Milky Way Destiny.
The golden light did not explode.
Emperor seems to be very satisfied with this punishment method.
"Third Company Captain," Adjutant Octavius finally pulled himself out from the pile of rubble. His helmet was tilted to one side and there was a clear slap mark on his face, but he didn't bother to clean it up and looked at Valentinus with a worried look.
"Excuse me, what is Emperor's purpose? The golden light on your body has... already almost burned you."
He felt that his Third Company Captain was about to turn into a human form Emperor's Sword.
The golden flame burned so vigorously on Valentinus's body that the surrounding air began to twist and the temperature rose by at least ten degrees.
"Wow, this flame burns so vigorously." A soldier rubbed his hands, a trace of desire flashed in his eyes.
"It feels a bit warm, why not have a barbecue right here in the ruins?"
He severely criticized his desire to eat barbecue in his heart, and then continued to look at Valentinus with a pious expression.
"Ah, Emperor has issued a decree." Valentinus nodded pertinently, with a sense of mystery in his voice that "you will never guess."
But his face looked quite ugly, because the golden light made him a little hot.
"Then please Third Company Captain hurry up and announce Emperor's will!" Octavius urged.
The surrounding Ultramariness gathered around one after another, including the second-force recruit Ignatius who had just shouted "Emperor is a heretic" - his helmet had not been found yet, his face was smooth and his expression was innocent, and he had no idea that he had almost been executed on the spot by Emperor's golden light.
Valentinus cleared his throat.
He raised his right hand and pointed his index finger to the sky, as if he were a sculpture.
The golden light condensed on his fingertips, turning into a small beam of light that shot straight into the sky.
Everyone held their breath, waiting for the divine announcement.
"Ahem!" Valentinus coughed twice more, bringing the sense of ceremony to its peak.
His eyes swept over the faces of every soldier, and finally settled on Ignatius.
There was pity, regret, and a hint of "I've long disliked you" in that look.
His finger turned sharply and pointed straight at Ignatius's nose.
"Emperor has a purpose--" His voice was like thunder, exploding in the communication channel.
"Hit him!"
The moment the words fell, the golden light on Valentinus burned to the extreme.
The golden flame soared into the sky, condensing into a huge, burning fist above his head - Emperor's fist, with the anger of "I have tolerated you for a long time", smashed hard at Ignatius.
"That's right! That's how it should be!" Emperor's voice echoed in Valentinus's mind, and the voice was full of joy.
"Beat me hard! Don't spare any of those people who just called me heretics. If you find them, beat them to death!"
"Oh--" All Ultramarines cheered at the same time.
The cheers were louder than when they won a battle.