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Until everyone calmed down.
Ryan stood up and walked to the priest's side, digging the earth with his shield to bury the priest's body himself.
After quickly digging a deep hole he thought of something and pulled out a triangular device from the lining of his armor.
This was conveniently picked up from a Tyrone world.
A medical device.
When Lane places the triangular device on the body, the priest's cause of death is revealed in a holographic projection.
"Died from cardiac arrest caused by extreme fear. Abbreviation: scared to death."
"He was not killed by a demon."
Ryan stood up and said to everyone.
Everyone was dubious.
One is that we do not believe that demons will appear where the Son of God is.
The second is that the priest is really dead, just as the governor warned everyone, he was killed by the devil for speaking.
"Use your brains." Ryan knocked on his helmet. "As far as I know, the only people who can kill people from a distance are psychics. I have also seen psychic tyrants like your governor. Kill But, even though the temperature hasn't dropped here, I think it was the psyker who killed the priest."
Because things were so weird, Lane still believed that psychic powers were responsible for the priest's death.
A psyker can indeed scare people to death, and if he uses a method of intimidation rather than directly crushing someone's head, then such a method will indeed not show much use of psionic power.
"Then you will test whether I am a psyker."
When Ryan finished speaking, another sentence sounded.
Everyone looked around and saw a man wearing governor's clothes.
That is the governor of the planet.
No one knew his name, only the Governor.
Ryan closed his eyes.
The original body can more or less detect psychic reactions, but the governor in front of him does not have any psychic talent, and he gives Ryan an even more "pure" feeling.
Pure, clean, like a Sister of Silence... no, even cleaner and purer than a Sister of Silence.
It's not that Ryan has never seen Sister Silence before. He thought Sister Silence was the purest person he could see and the least likely to have anything to do with psychic energy. But now he saw a human being who was far more pure than the nun.
"Lord Primarch. This planet is obviously not normal. I am trying my best to ensure that these people are alive, and what are you doing?" The Governor pointed to the corpse, "You are using your identity to force these people to speak, and then after someone dies Still not taking it seriously, blaming everything on ethereal psychic powers.”
Faced with the accusation, Ryan lowered his head and said nothing.
The Governor continued to accuse Lane, getting angrier and angrier as he spoke, as if the life of a citizen he valued was lost because of Lane.
Every word the Governor said was like a knife stabbing into Ryan's heart.
I don't know why, but the Governor's words are penetrating. What he says seems to be embodied into something real, which is very scary.
Ryan's emotions were aroused.
The emotions of the civilians were aroused.
The Governor's words seemed to materialize into some kind of vortex and storm. Ryan was at the center of the storm. The civilians surrounded Ryan and looked at him with hatred.
Ryan, on the other hand, confessed in tears, regretting from the bottom of his heart his arrogant attitude when he woke up on this planet.
When the civilians were about to launch a trial, golden light was released from the eyes of the emperor's statue in the church.
The gathering storm of the governor's words dissipated, itself invisible, invisible gathering, invisible dissipation.
The civilians were not as excited and extreme as they were at the beginning.
They expressed to the Governor in sign language that Lane was innocent and that he just wanted the people on this planet to live a normal life.
The Governor was slightly surprised at this time, but he soon calmed down and looked at Ryan: "There are only a few people on this planet who can speak. You and I are one of them. No matter what, your heart is Yes, lord primarch."
Ryan wiped away his tears and suddenly realized that he had shed tears just now... How could this be possible?
Ryan recalled the atmosphere just now and felt something was wrong, but he couldn't say what was wrong.
"Can we talk somewhere else?" the governor made a gesture of invitation.
This sentence seems to contain irresistible magic in itself.
It doesn't contain psychic energy, but it's more powerful than if it did.
Ryan nodded instinctively in agreement.
……
The Primarch and the Governor sat on the edge of a field between two fields.
The Governor once again explained his actions and motives, showing that he was not a tyrant, nor a psyker like Ryan imagined. He really cared about the humans on this planet, and just wanted people to live on this strange planet. Stick to it.
Ryan would not believe anyone's words, but at this time he completely believed in the governor in front of him.
After listening to many words that seemed to materialize into powerful entities, Lane even apologized to the Governor for his reckless behavior.
Every word the Governor said was extremely credible and powerful - I don't know why, it was like every word turned into an obelisk that penetrated deep into the earth, naturally carrying credibility and power that was hard to deny.
"I will take these people to the Tyrone Sector, where the problems on the planet will not be a problem." The Governor said.
"Why?" Ryan asked.
The Governor waited for the Primarch to ask questions, and then he began to describe.
In language that is powerful and inexplicably believable, Lane seems to be in a fantasy world.
It's not quite appropriate to say it's a fantasy, it's like a picture-like story told by an extremely powerful storyteller.
Ryan saw the Tyrone Navy.
The naval force composed of more than two thousand huge warships is the reason why Tailong can ignore the Inquisition.
Advanced dimensional transmission technology.
They are using artificial intelligence without any scruples, and are even using the Iron Man troops who interrupted the golden age of mankind. These things that are absolutely taboo in the empire are not taboo in the Tyrone sector.
A utopia built by powerful gods.
Everyone there lives extremely happily. If they are unhappy, the three gods in the sector will distort reality to make them happy.
Listening to the Governor's story, Ryan's eyes were covered with a black light. He looked up at the sky. In his sight, the utopia called Tyrone Sector was right there.
"Of course, as long as the Tyrones are willing to sacrifice souls to their gods, they can always be protected like livestock in a pen."
"There are three alien gods in the Tyrone Star Region!"
As the two sentences entered his ears, Ryan saw an image.
Three alien gods sat on the throne and laughed, playing with human souls.
The souls of the dead wailed beneath the throne of God.
The living people are unaware of it and live sweetly in the utopia created by advanced technology.
Ryan gritted his teeth, a surge of anger rushing in his heart.
Before he almost made the decision to go to the Tyrone Star District to kill the gods, something suddenly hit Ryan's brain hard.
The black light attached to the Lion King's eyes dissipated and was replaced by golden light.
Ryan stared at the Governor.
The governor in front of him was no longer a graceful man, but a god with four long horns and a deceptive smile on his face.
"trickster".
The voice describing the identity of the god echoed in Ryan's ears.
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"That Tyrone star area..."
The fraudster continued to feed Lane its lies.
But Ryan didn't hear the Deceiver's words. He only heard a familiar rich voice introducing him to the alien god in front of him.
"He's a star god."
"Just like his name, he is a star god who likes to deceive others. Don't believe anything he says."
"But having said that, it doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. Anyway, the fraudster has the ability to deceive at the same level as he says, so that you have to believe it."
"The Deceiver has set commandments for the people on this planet, and those who violate them will indeed be punished, just like that priest."
"But there are not really any demons on this planet. It's just that the liar told everyone that if you speak, you will die. Then people who hear his lies will really die because they speak, but they are just scaring themselves to death."
"Don't fight what he says with your will, Ryan."
"Leave it to me and I will keep you safe from the fraudsters."
The voice echoing in Ryan's ears was also unbelievably convincing, but this voice obviously came from someone whom Ryan could absolutely trust.
The Deceiver continued to tell lies, completely unaware that he had lost his disguise in Ryan's eyes and turned into a bastard god who was full of lies.
"What you said... is so right." Ryan gritted his teeth in response to the fraudster.
If it was Ryan ten thousand years ago, he would have stood up immediately and punched this star god.
But 10,000 years later, Ryan is more mature. He knows that he should not reveal that he will no longer be deceived now, but should endure it for the time being, at least stabilizing the deceiver first to prevent it from escaping or causing harm to the people on this planet. Do bad things.
A single word from the deceiver can make a mortal believe that speaking will actually lead to death, and then frighten itself to death. If it finds out that it has been exposed, it will definitely do terrible things.
"So what do you want to do, Ryan?"
Ryan heard a voice in his ear asking himself, and he answered with his thoughts.
"I want to kill this liar called the Deceiver. Father."
"But you're alone, you're old, and this C'tan has raised an army with lies, and you can't kill it. Ryan."
"I know, I hope you can protect the minds of those mortals. I will return to those mortals, arm them, train them, and then work with them to defeat the Star God's army and kill this alien god who is full of lies!"
"The right decision."
Ryan stood up and interrupted the fraudster who was telling lies, saluted it and thanked it for protecting everyone on the planet, then turned and left, walking in the direction of the church.