"You mean, He is not the incarnation of the Emperor?"
Kayang did not answer Talos immediately, but looked at Soshiyan and continued:
"Yes, only Soshiyan knows best."
Soshiyang only replied to Kayang.
"He took away the mask of Monk Seed."
Kayang raised his eyebrows and looked very surprised, but then calmed down.
"There's nothing to do."
At this time, the crew members returned to normal. They were sitting in their chairs at a loss, watching the three Space Marines saying something inexplicable.
However, some people still showed discomfort due to the abnormality just now. Coughing and vomiting were the most common reactions, and the bridge was a little messy for a while.
Soshiyang glanced at the surroundings and then ordered:
"Do a temporary shift change, everyone will go back and rest."
Soon, the original crew members evacuated the bridge, but the new crew members had not arrived yet, so there were only three people left on the bridge.
"Soshyan, what happened just now?"
Talos also noticed that Soshiyan had a porcelain cup in his hand, but he remembered that Soshiyan had not left the bridge, so why did he suddenly have this thing?
Soshiyang didn't know how to answer, but just handed the white blue and white porcelain cup to Talos to observe by himself, and then said:
"He took me to a place called Thunderstone Church and said a lot of...uncomprehensible words to me."
“This cup is a bit of a Guterra style.”
Talos also saw something at this time, raised the blue and white porcelain cup and frowned and said:
"I accidentally saw similar things in the palace of the Primarch. It is said that it was the first time Makado went to Terra after the Primarch returned to the Empire. It was a complete set of tea sets, but the style was different from this."
Kayang was more interested in the conversation between Soshiyang and the Confused.
"What did it say to you?"
"Nothing said."
Facing Soshiyang's tight-lipped attitude, Kayang could only raise an eyebrow, but did not make any further statement. Talos put the cup on the table beside him, looked at the darkness outside the window, and whispered:
"I feel that this trip is not easy. I came here not long after I left--"
Before he could finish his words, his eyes suddenly burst out, and then he saw a nightmare city burning with green flames, a group of blurred creatures wandering on the messy streets, laughing and vomiting out filth.
"Um--"
What came with preview was the spoiler that made his head almost cracked, as if thousands of needles were stomping his cerebral cortex.
Talos staggered and almost slid to the ground, then his four arms grabbed his shoulders and arms at the same time.
"Talos! What's wrong with you!Talos!"
"He should have previewed again! I'll give him a sedative first."
"The tranquilizer is useless! Kayang, there are medicines that Valer prepares for him in the medical chamber!"
"Then take him over quickly."
In the gradually distant sound of Soshiyan and Kayan, Talos was trapped in a corrupt world, and a giant covered in armor was squirting the insect wings behind it, holding a huge sickle in his hand.
"Mo——"
After sending out a syllable, Talos completely fainted.
At this time, the crew members of the substitute also came to the bridge, but saw the demigod masters hurriedly carrying a demigod away. They took over the work with doubts and continued to sail the Lost Word in the Internet.
And just behind the Lost Word, a golden dot of light was flying rapidly, but it stopped suddenly in the middle.
In the dark net, a figure hung in the air. Its face was also covered with a golden mask, but the mask was engraved with a human face screaming in pain, with wide eyes and mouths showing neat teeth - like a person's dying scream was fixed in metal, while the white priest robe in the style of a state religion was shrouded in a layer of golden light.
Just in front of it, a bone flute hung in the air, and it blocked the man's way.
"Scary, why are you here!"
The voice under the mask of pain was hoarse and elegant, like a reunion of the two, with a little anger in the tone.
"Abide by someone."
"How do you know this route? Who told you! This is not something you should care about!"
"Singer, have you forgotten the meaning of my existence? You are trying every means to prove your mistake. I am confused, I am doubtful, and there is nothing I can't control."
Hearing this, the golden priest stretched out his skinny hand wrapped in silk gloves, pointed at the other party and scolded:
"It's been ten thousand years, and you can't prove that our method is wrong! Get out of the way!"
The man known as the singer suddenly rushed forward, but the miracle suddenly appeared behind him, pressed his shoulder, and then threw it back to his original position with a force.
"At least this time, I can prove that you are wrong."
The singer's robe in nothingness rippled, stabilizing hissing:
"What?"
"Feeling is not entirely a human flaw, and sometimes it can make people create incredible miracles. If he can accomplish this, isn't it a miracle?"
"Nonsense! Get out of here, I don't have time to argue with you."
"If you can convince me, then I will turn around and leave immediately. If you plan to exert violence, then I can only—"
In an instant, the dazzling golden light illuminated the entire area.
"Battle violence with violence."
Looking at the golden claws that were looming in the other person's hands, the singer made a sound of gritting teeth under the mask, and the same claws appeared on his arm, and the entire outline became brighter and brighter, just like a cold golden sun at noon.
The light opposite him was softer, more like the setting sun at dusk.
But the next sentence of the confusing person made the singer give up his plan to use force.
"Remind, Singer, the power of Seid has been my own. You have no chance of winning, we will only lose both sides."
The singer stood there, silent, and the confused person then smiled:
"Okay, don't waste your time. If you leave for too long, if Chaos notices it, Xingju may be in trouble."
Finally, the singer snorted coldly and then turned around and disappeared from the spot.
The confusing person then shook his head.
"Repeating lies a thousand times is still a lie, why just don't understand? In the past, yes, now, are you still planning to do this in the future?"
The moment he turned around, the Internet disappeared, and the confusing person returned to the church called Thunder Stone.
At this time, all the candles in the church had been extinguished. The confusing man picked up the matches on the altar and gently stroked them. The warm fire illuminated his cold mask.
At this time, the door suddenly opened again, and a towering figure walked in with the wind and rain. His heavy steps even made the benches around him sway slightly.
The confusing person who was re-lit the candle with a match, saw that the match was blown out by the strong wind, turned around and looked at the intruder standing at the dark entrance of the gate, and said softly:
"It seems you have made up your mind, too?"
After the other party snorted quietly, the confused person sighed faintly.
"Yes, he is your brother after all, so you can go."
The other party snorted again, turned around and left the church, and strided into the storm.