" Governor's Sceptre ".
The symbol of supreme power of the Planetary Governor Brevis.
In a secular sense, it represents the governor's legitimate command over all of Brevis's Imperium armed forces.
The power to finalize planetary laws and the power to allocate significant resources.
In a religious sense, it was blessed by the Ecclesiarchy and served as proof of the " Emperor's Chosen."
It can mobilize the Ecclesiarchy's armed forces to a certain extent, and even has a certain suppressive effect on Warp corrosion.
Its core function is to activate and control the Brevis orbital defense system.
Only a verified governor can truly control the ultimate military force of this Hive World.
It can be said that only by grasping this scepter can one truly sit in the position of Governor Brevis.
Otherwise, he would just be a puppet with an empty title.
The moment Goodwin held up the scepter.
Inside the main hall, a series of suppressed, rhythmic gasps filled the air.
Apart from the Ecclesiarchy believers, all eyes below, whether on the powerful and wealthy or on Gus Butcher, were fixed on the scepter.
Their eyes revealed an uncontrollable desire and greed, as well as awe and fear.
Lynn's breathing became rapid at this moment, and he even felt like he couldn't breathe.
His gaze fell on the deep red ruby at the top of the scepter, his purple eyes gleaming with undisguised fervor.
That wasn't an act.
It is a genuine, heartfelt desire.
that power.
power.
Taking control of one's destiny.
Even in the darkest of settings like Warhammer, power remains extremely important.
Even Guilliman, who is one of the Primarch Demigods.
In the early stages of his awakening, he was unable to obtain Emperor authorization to be crowned Lord Regent, and his power was constantly restricted.
Similarly, only by gaining the scepter and the recognition of the Ecclesiarchy can Lynn truly establish himself in Brevis and have the leverage to contend with the Noble Council.
Only in this way can we secure precious time and resources for Rena's development.
He extended his hand.
My hand trembled uncontrollably a few times while it was in mid-air.
This is not fear, but excitement and tension; it is humanity's instinctive desire for power.
He swallowed hard, steadied his fingers, and then firmly grasped the shaft of the scepter.
Goodwin then handed over the scepter.
Lynn's right hand finally grasped the cold metal.
The scepter seemed to come "alive" the moment it was touched.
The inscriptions on the staff lit up with a faint light, flickering like breaths.
At the top, a deep ruby, light began to flow within.
At the same time, a clearly targeted "biological scan" wave emanated from within the scepter, instantly enveloping Lynn's entire body.
Lynn could feel his bionic hand being analyzed and compared at high speed.
Gene sequences, cell structures, neural signaling patterns...
Everything was compared with the original biological information belonging to " Kerry Von" that had already been stored inside the scepter.
Suddenly, the deep red gem at the top of the scepter glowed with a blue light.
The entire gemstone transformed into a dazzling sky-blue gem.
Archbishop Goodwin nodded, which meant that the " Kerry von" in front of him was at least the real person.
The bionic hand perfectly mimics the biological characteristics of Kerry Von.
Lynn felt a little more at ease.
But the test is not over yet.
The scepter's scan didn't stop; instead, it went even deeper.
A surge of Psychic Power enveloped Lynn, attempting to resonate with Lynn soul.
It seeks to verify not only physical identity, but also the "purity" of the soul.
The blue gemstone turned back into a deep red gemstone, and its brilliance grew brighter and brighter, with the light flowing within almost forming a vortex.
Inside the main hall, everyone held their breath.
Gus ' heart was in his throat. He stared intently at the scepter and the gem, his nails digging into his palms.
If Lynn fails, he'll die with him!
Isolde's figure remained perfect, but the swirling purple in her eyes indicated that Rena was not in a relaxed state either.
Doudou seemed to sense the heavy atmosphere and shifted its large body uneasily.
Goodwin's pure white eyes gazed at Lynn and the scepter, as if awaiting a final verdict.
One second, two seconds, three seconds.
Time keeps passing by.
The deep red ruby at the top of the scepter shone as brightly as a small star.
However, its color did not change again.
When the expected verification was passed, the scene of the scepter establishing a firm link with the governor's soul did not appear.
The deep red ruby just shone, shone wildly, with energy constantly surging within it.
But it seemed as if they were blocked by some invisible barrier, unable to truly resonate with Lynn's soul on a deep level.
The final "soul binding" could not be completed.
In other words, Lynn has not yet passed the final test at the soul level.
The scepter "refused" to acknowledge him.
The main hall was deathly silent.
At this moment, countless gazes shifted from the scepter to Lynn's face.
But the emotions in those eyes had changed.
Shock, doubt, mockery, schadenfreude, even murderous intent.
At this moment, cracks finally appeared on Lynn's composed face.
His knuckles were white from gripping the scepter so tightly.
A bead of sweat unknowingly slid down his cheek and dripped to the ground.
Deep within her purple eyes lay disbelief and astonishment, along with barely suppressed anger.
Are you kidding me?!
He made so many preparations, you could even say he risked everything to get here.
It got stuck at the very last step?
Was his soul impure?
He's a true veteran human from the Ancient Terra 3K era!
Even the God-Emperor on the throne might not be as pure as him!
Is his gene pool impure?
From the moment he unlocked the system and bound himself to Rena, he never allowed the Tyranids genes to taint him.
Should his relationship with the Tyranids and his actions negate everything about him as a human being?
He won't accept it!!!
The tranquility of the audience vanished, and the dignitaries began whispering and gossiping among themselves.
The guards, who had been as silent as statues, seemed to come to life and gradually moved closer to the pulpit.
Gus's breathing became rapid, and his face turned red due to lack of oxygen.
He could almost hear the roar of the knight mechs operating outside the door.
I witnessed the tragic end of them after they were condemned as heretics.
Is this the end of his life?
Is it still impossible to restore the family's glory?
Sudden.
Hahahahaha...
Lynn's laughter echoed throughout the hall; it was not the sound of someone in despair.