In addition to the complete infiltration of Sosa folk, Soshiyang also seriously doubts that there are people infected by gene thieves in the Space Marines of the Emperor's Scythe. It is hard to say whether the Space Marines will be parasitized. Soshiyang occasionally sees relevant data when checking the reports submitted by the Mechanical Society. It probably means that the probability of being parasitized is very low, but not absolute.
If this is true, then Soshiyang will face a difficult problem this time.
Should I save it?
How to save it?
In fact, his feelings about the Emperor's Scythe are now very poor. Perhaps it is not their fault to be invaded by aliens, but their series of traditions have exacerbated this process. To be honest, it is impossible to solve the problem without extinction. Everyone on the planet Sosa may be a gene thief or an infected person, and even Soshiyan cannot distinguish it because many primary infected people do not have psionic signals.
Infected people are sometimes more dangerous than gene stealers, because as early as the Catholic Church was cleaning up gene stealers, the Mechanical Society discovered some individuals with unique division of labor. They often disguise themselves as doctors or alchemists and rarely get mixed with the gene stealer sect. They will set up their own secret laboratories to study how to quickly spread gene viruses among mortals. They will use viruses to contaminate medical supplies and rations, spread curses from stars through oral intake and liquids, rather than the traditional gene stealer kiss.
The Mechanical Society named this unique individual as the epidemic transmission. Their existence proves that gene stealers have found a more terrifying way of expansion, no longer limited to the stingers of pure-blood gene stealers. Although the infected people are still humans, once they breed offspring, the cycle of gene stealers will begin, and since there is no significant change in their body or even the genetic level, it is difficult to be discovered.
Or you can only kill, kill everything on Sousa indiscriminately.
If Soshiyan came here as the leader of the Knights of the Astral Realm, he would really have made this decision, kill all the mortals of Sosa, arrest all the Emperor's Scythe, conduct a detailed inspection, and then hand it over to the Inquisition for processing.
But he is not now. With his current identity, if he does this, he will not be able to overcome the hurdle in his heart.
Of course, he could also ignore it, quickly complete his goal, and then leave, allowing the Emperor's Scythes to swallow the bitter fruits they sow on their own.
But he is here after all.
This is also an important reason why his sense of Emperor Scythe became worse. Due to their own series of mistakes, Soshiyan had to face a tram problem.
But this is not completely meaningless. At least it sounded a wake-up call for Soshiyan. Although he did not agree with the attitude of most planetary governors to regard people as pigs and dogs, sometimes things are so weird. The survival mode of gene stealers is more likely to grow and grow larger in the looser places. Their organization has an overwhelming advantage in areas with loose management. Therefore, gene stealers often move in the bottom nest because it is a lawless place, and it is difficult for them to conduct upwards. Because the empire has strict class barriers, which sometimes cannot even penetrate gene viruses. The isolation between the upper nest and the lower layer is basically the isolation between two species. The barrier formed by this absolute oppression has become a protective belt. No matter how powerful the gene stealers make in the bottom nest, it is difficult for them to pose a threat to the planet's ruling layer, or it takes a long time, so that it may lead to other changes.
From a certain perspective, the Emperor's Scythe said to treat civilians equally, without airs or oppression, but in fact, the environment they create is no different from the bottom nest. All the management responsibilities they should fulfill are thrown away, and lying in the moral paradise they imagined is drunk and dreaming of death. In this dark era, strictness is responsible, and lenientness is harming others and oneself.
Of course, the mistake was not caused by one or two people. The Emperor's Scythe has all responsibility for all the war commanders of the Emperor's Scythe. After all, the Emperor's Scythe are also victims.
After a brief thought, Soshyan made the decision. Now the gene stealers must have realized that something was wrong. In the absence of the bishop, it would take time for the patriarch to choose a new bishop, and this period was their most vulnerable time.
"Valgur, Lakzan."
"My Lord."
The two great masters came to Soshiyang, and he just uttered a word.
"kill."
"yes."
In almost the blink of an eye, all the skinned people disappeared.
In a moment, Soshiyang heard the screams and screams from afar, but not from the ground, but from the ground.
The skinners will start a massacre in Sotalan, making the city blood flow into a river. The purpose of this is to force gene stealers to incite in advance - it is unrealistic to find them one by one, and it is even unrealistic to destroy them. The only remedy is to make the Space Marines, who have not been infected in the Emperor's Scythe realize that their planet is already full of aliens.
Soshiyan no longer had any hope at this time. Soshiyan must be finished. How many people can run out of the Emperor's Scythe depends on their own ability, but the premise is that "clean" people. Even considering the interests of the entire empire, Soshiyan would not mind killing them all. The infected mortals have such great destructive power. The threat caused by the infected Space Marine is even more unimaginable. The only thing that prevents him is his empathy as Astarte.
After all, if this matter is exposed to the court, the Emperor's Scythe will definitely be removed from the list, and there will be no accidents.
After thinking for a while, Soshiyang raised his hand and rolled up several corpses on the ground, then turned into a red mist and disappeared into the peeling crack.
The Faros mountains reflected an ominous blood color in the setting sun. From the Black Rock Mountains to the east, Faros mountains outlined a distant edge, embedded in the horizon like teeth, and as the Thunderhawk approached the huge fortress at the tip of the teeth, the engine emitted a gasp-like roar.
Thrace, who had returned from Shield Guard Station, still couldn't help but sigh when he jumped off the Thunder Eagle.
As the home of the Emperor's Scythe, the fortress named Emperor Watch Castle has sheltered the War Chapter for nearly ten thousand years. The War Chapter has carefully maintained it for generations. The long-lasting exterior walls are carved with exquisite windows, overlooking Sopolis below - a satellite city in Solanta and the city closest to the War Chapter.
Following the handrail Thrace down the apron with a lot of worries, he noticed that on the other side of the road, a row of whistles swaying on the brackets, in an unactivated state, and some servants who were responsible sat on the steps and chatted.
It is said that he should scold them, but I will forget it. Perhaps the long-term martial law is really too tired for them.
"Company Commander!"
The company's non-commissioned officer Busterbull trotted over to greet Thrace, and the company commander just squeezed out a reluctant smile and nodded to the other party, and asked:
"How is the situation?"
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