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Gravity hammer behind.
"How is the Living Saint?" Grote asked.
"Living saint? No, there is no living saint until confirmation."
As Grote sensed, the nun did not consider the girl a living saint.
Facing Iolanth's reply, Grote was silent for a moment, and finally said something that had nothing to do with the current situation.
"Do you think the emperor has any special hobbies?"
"There is also a living saint in the Tailong Star District, and she is also a woman."
"When I discovered her more than ten years ago, she released psychic energy that had special effects on humans. No one was willing to harm her, and she couldn't even be supervised."
Grote, like everyone except Qin Mo, had no idea that Vanessa could be possessed by the Emperor.
But Vanessa had run into him a few times by chance.
The sensitive Grote summed up Vanessa's two states.
The first type is obedient and polite.
The second type, hold their head high, speak rudely, and run around in the star area.
The difference between these two states is the presence or absence of golden pupils.
At that time, Grote only thought that Vanessa might have some special abilities, and did not know what the golden pupils meant.
But when he saw the girl's golden eyes while rescuing the girl, Grote understood.
No wonder the Lord of Tyrone took Vanessa with him.
That woman is also a living saint who can be possessed by the Emperor!
"What special hobby? Please speak clearly, leader." Iolansi asked coldly.
"You know, pretending to be a woman," Groat said.
Iolanth pulled out his bolt pistol and pointed it at Grote, who was ten meters away: "If you blaspheme again, I'll blow your head off."
"You don't have the guts." Groat knocked on his visor, "Just like you don't dare to blow the head of that Space Marine with the Burning Falcon."
What followed was a flurry of squirting.
"What do you know that you would insult Lando's battle brother and his loyalty to the entire human race?"
"You're such an outspoken bitch who likes to make trouble."
"Are you wishing that Lando would just run into the Maelstrom and the Eye of Terror so that he could send you to the Emperor as soon as they met?"
Iolanth listened to these words quietly, then put the bolt pistol back on his waist.
Thinking about it afterwards, Iolansi thought that he was wrong.
What happened to Lando was really bad.
But Iolansi only admitted that it was indeed a shame to insult Lando's battle brothers, and did not admit that Lando's defection to the heresy was correct.
Loyalty is its own reward.
What Lando should do is not run away and serve the heretics, but should start a redemption expedition with his remaining brothers.
"Lando is also a good man. He respects the nuns, otherwise he can kill you all." Grote continued, "He told me about you and him when he found me before, and he actually I was also worried that I would bring trouble to the sector, but actually I won’t.”
Iolanth raised her hand to signal Grote to shut up, and then said: "If you see Lando, please tell him that Sister Iolanth admits that she is a bitch who likes to make trouble, and also admits that she really shouldn't have said those words. .”
After saying that, the nun asked again: "Are you satisfied?"
With a thought, Grote turned off the recording function of the power armor.
The two were silent for a while.
Iolansi knew that Groat did not come here specifically to vent his anger on Lando, but wanted to know about the girl.
So Iolansi also had a showdown.
"She is not a living saint for the time being."
"Before she proves that she is indeed a living saint, she needs to go through a test called the Witch Test. Those cruel links will test her will and loyalty to ensure that she is not a psychic witch."
Grote was not calm after hearing this.
Everyone in Tyrone has learned what a witch test is.
The state church has been hunting witches, conducting a round of tests before sending them to the stake.
Grote didn't know what methods the nuns would use to test witches. Anyway, the methods used by the priests of the state church were quite simple and crude.
Throw the person suspected of being a witch into a pot of oil. If it is cooked, it means that it is a good person. If it is not cooked, it means that it is a witch, and it will be served directly at the stake.
If she doesn't die on the stake, it means she is a powerful witch and can only serve with artillery.
Chapter 552 The hidden secret
"That little one killed a dozen Plague Marines and purified the well. I don't know why you would think she was someone who needed to be tested as a witch."
"If she's a friend or foe, then I wouldn't mind you testing her right away, but I've seen with my own eyes that everything she does is on the side of humanity."
"If the Emperor would indeed give his power to someone, then this girl must be the one who bears it."
Grote said his own opinion.
Iolansi goes in the left ear and out the right ear.
In fact, there is no need for Grote to talk nonsense, because Iolansi has heard Grote tell everything about the girl before, such as the Tyrone people's testing methods, and miracles.
But Iolanth didn't care.
"I could have ignored you, but out of respect for you, I have to explain it to you."
The red-armored nun leaned against the wall and slowly explained her reasons to Grote.
"You know, nuns have access to a lot of things that ordinary people can't access, such as real history, chronicles of living saints, and so on."
"There is such a record in the history I have seen."
"A living saint has infiltrated the top echelons of the state religion. Everyone thinks he is the spokesperson of the emperor's will, because the miracles he performed are so powerful that even zombies infected by the plague can be restored to normal by him."
"Then the Living Saint accused many Chapters of the Astartes of being disloyal and ordered them to carry out the Atonement Crusade in the name of the Emperor."
Speaking of this, Aiolansi smiled mockingly.
"Then it turned out that those Astartes Chapters were originally loyalists, and that Living Saint was corrupted, but what he did was irreversible. Those loyal Space Marines became dark false gods in desperate situations. 's lackey."
"I just want to tell you that the enemy will use what we want to see against us. Those dark false gods don't mind disguising their dirty power as some kind of miracle from the God Emperor."
After hearing all the words, Grote fell into deep thought.
In Grote's mind, there was no distinction between good and evil in the corridor at this time.
He who protects the girl is not a righteous person, and Iolanth who wants to use those witch testing procedures on the girl is not a bad person either.
There is no good or evil, only differences in ideas and actions between two people who truly have humanity in mind.
The Ecclesiarchy, the Sisters, the Inquisition.
These three forces are extremely extreme, but they are not all a bunch of bastards who go around doing bad things just to show off their power.
From Iolanth's point of view, the witch test is necessary.
Otherwise, is it because of the pseudo-miracles of the dark gods that have been shown in history that the girl is believed to be a living saint, and then he holds her up to a high place and finally gives her the ability to cause irreparable damage?
Grote recalled what Qin Mo once said.
"Human beings have experienced too many cruel things in this dark universe, and the lessons they have learned by consuming tens of billions of lives have forced them to become extreme, because if they underestimate the enemy and are careless, the consequences will be another tens of billions and thousands of A tragedy in which billions or even trillions of lives were lost.”
"Humanity is like a frightened cat, full of fear and wariness of all things, whether with good intentions or ill intentions, and the Inquisition is the pawn of this frightened cat."
After thinking about it, Grote said to the nun: "We tested her in our own way. Her soul is pure. If you don't believe it, I can apply for the scholar who specializes in using psychic powers to come here to conduct the test in person... …”
"Is your testing method recognized by the empire and the state church?" Aiolans asked, "I am just an ordinary nun. I do not have the authority to decide whether your testing method is effective. I can only rely on the accumulated experience of my predecessors. I’ll do things based on my experience.”
"..." Grote was silent.
Aiolanth continued: "Besides, I can't believe you. You are the Terminator Thorax. You fought him alone and won. It's hard for me not to think that you are... blessed by something. God The emperor will not care about those who do not believe, so what is it that protects you?"
This sentence is an accusation.
Grote denied the accusation, but the nun's words brought him back to his memories.
That was a memory that he least wanted to think of and let others know.
……
The battle for Tianwei.
On the Celestial Engine satellite structure, Groot lay among the rubble.
The angel who descended from the sky restored his body, just restored it, and then flew away into the sky.
Grote couldn't believe that he had survived, and the lower body that had been blown up by the bomb was back again. The intestines that were pressed under the rubble were still outside, but he couldn't feel that he was missing anything.
The power armor's self-examination confirmed that Groot was physically fine.
"What courage! What determination!"
A thunderous voice echoed in Grote's ears.
The sound gave him a splitting headache and visions before his eyes.
Groat found himself no longer beneath the ruins of Titan but above a bloody plain of brass and skulls.
A red demon was speaking to Groat.
"Follow it, follow it to my throne."
"You will gain powerful power that no mortal creature can ever have. I will shape you into a warrior, one who does not need to die with Thorax and can kill thousands of Thorax with just an axe." Mighty warrior!"
A giant brass throne seemed to appear behind the red demon.
Grote was lost in thought.
Everything in front of me felt familiar, exactly like being in the Lower Chao Arena, where rivers of blood flowed, and the statues of brave champions stood in the pool of blood.
Grote's gaze moved upwards and looked directly at the throne: "Then I will become like my brother who can't tell the difference between friend and foe, killing weak bastards?"