Just now, Lynn refused to accept all of this, and sincerely confirmed that he was a noble and pure human being.
Something deep within his soul changed.
That distant, grand gaze was no longer a faint, indistinct sweep.
It truly fell upon him.
Like the light of a star traveling billions of light-years to precisely focus on a single speck of dust.
Lynn sensed that the person behind that gaze harbored no hostility, and didn't even display any emotion that could be understood by human feelings.
There is only one absolutely calm "measurement".
It is judging, it is confirming.
Lynn's heart nearly stopped beating for a moment.
Suddenly, my heart started beating again.
Lynn sensed that something had changed.
It was neither him nor the scepter, nor any person or thing in the hall.
Rather, it was his soul that received some kind of "recognition".
His identity changed at that moment.
Time resumed its flow.
The clamor from the main hall returned to my ears.
The deep red gem at the top of the scepter was still flashing wildly, with energy flowing through it.
Lynn was no longer angry.
He closed his eyes, smiled, and shook his head.
"Oh dear, you've really put me in a difficult position."
He opened his eyes and looked at the Governor's Sceptre in his hand.
Sure enough, the color of the patterns on the scepter changed.
The original red glow gradually transformed into a pale gold.
The gold color spreads from the bottom of the staff upwards, passing through every pattern and inscription, and finally converges at the deep red ruby at the top.
Inside the gem, the wildly spinning vortex began to slow down.
The deep red light changed.
A wisp of golden light began to spread across the core of the gem.
The invisible barrier between the scepter and Lynn gradually disappeared.
Instead, there is a stable connection that seems to be innate.
Lynn could sense that the scepter had "acknowledged" him.
It's not just about physical identity, but also about the essence of the soul.
Although he never imagined he could gain the Emperor's approval, he is now the true Emperor's Chosen!
Hahahahahahahaha!
Lynn burst into wild laughter.
The laughter was unrestrained, carrying the relief of surviving a disaster and the release of long-suppressed emotions.
You could also detect an almost arrogant sense of pride in his voice.
But apart from Goodwin, who was facing him and had pure white eyes, who understood what was going on.
Everyone in the audience assumed that Lynn had found shelter from the sand and wind.
Gus slumped into his chair, as if he had been gone for some time.
Hearing Lynn's laughter, he assumed that Lynn had begun to give up on himself after his heretical identity was exposed.
The others present shared Gus's opinion, believing that Lynn was a "heretic" posing as the governor!
Some powerful figures began to call for the guards around them, and they surrounded Lynn and his group.
Seeing this, Goodwin was about to tell them to leave.
But then they saw Lynn raise his right hand, the meaning of which was easy to understand.
Move aside, let me handle this.
Lynn turned to face the crowd, his expression returning to its solemn and dignified state.
He saw some guards and dignitaries pointing their guns at him.
He smiled again.
"What, are you going to shoot your governor?"
He raised the scepter high.
The gem at the top suddenly shone brightly, and the entire scepter emitted a holy radiance that was impossible to look directly at.
Just then, a golden beam of light pierced through the glass dome of the hall without warning and shone precisely on Lynn.
The beam of light was so bright, so pure, as if it came from the Astronomican itself.
It enveloped Lynn, turning him golden.
The moment the beam of light shone down, a sudden gust of wind swept through the sealed hall.
His black hair swayed in the light, his robes billowed in the light, and his purple eyes shone like jewels in the golden light.
It was an indescribable "spirit of holiness".
It blew across Lynn, across the pulpit, across the face of everyone in the hall.
In the wind, it seemed as if a sacred hymn was being softly sung.
At that moment, everyone realized that Lynn was no longer that mortal, " Kerry von".
He is truly the " Emperor's Chosen "!
He is the Planetary Governor Brevis, who has been recognized by the supreme being.
Praise the Emperor!
The first to kneel was Archbishop Goodwin.
The old man, representing the Ecclesiarchy and the supreme divine authority of Brevis, knelt on one knee without hesitation.
He bowed his head, paying the highest respect to Lynn, or rather, to the " Emperor's Chosen ".
No matter how complex the soul or how bumpy the fate.
Since this is the Emperor's choice, the Ecclesiarchy will follow.
The archbishop's kneeling was like a signal.
Whoosh!
The next second, all the Ecclesiarchy monks in the hall knelt down.
They bowed their heads and shouted in unison:
Praise the Emperor!
The mockery, suspicion, and schadenfreude on the faces of the powerful and wealthy froze at that moment.
They looked at Lynn, bathed in golden light, at the Governor's Sceptre radiating holy light, and at the kneeling archbishop.
They knew what had happened.
The Emperor has appeared.
This is a remote galaxy far from Terra, isolated by Warp Storm.
In the church of this tiny Hive World, the Emperor's will personally approved the new governor.
Over the past few centuries, Brevis has had hundreds of governors, but none of them have ever received such an "honor"!
what does that mean?
This means that the new governor is truly "chosen by heaven"!
"Splash, splash!"
The powerful and wealthy rushed to kneel down.
Those guards and nobles who had just been holding guns and slowly approaching the pulpit.
Terrified out of his wits, he hurriedly threw the gun on the ground, knelt down faster than anyone else, and kowtowed more loudly than anyone else.
Even the governor's entourage, who had been surrounded, were stunned by the sight.
Gus knelt on the ground, his eyes wide with disbelief.
He had just despaired to the point where he seemed to see himself riddled with Boltgun by a slingshot.
He even began to regret not finding a chance to escape on the Song Offering, but instead boarding Lynn's pirate ship.
But now, golden light? Holy wind?
Archbishop kneeling in worship? Emperor's divine intervention?
Gus felt like his head was about to explode.
"You fucking tell me, this plundering Song Offering, who can control the Tyranids and kill without blinking an eye, is a man who can kill without blinking an eye."
Not only are they pure human beings, but their souls have also gained the approval of the God-Emperor?!
"This God-Emperor probably has four arms, right?!"
Gus ' worldview shattered at that moment.
He quickly realized that regardless of what Lynn was or how many arms the God-Emperor had.
But now the facts are clear: Lynn has passed the test and become the true governor.
At least I don't have to die!
Praise the Emperor!
He shouted louder than anyone else!