"Actually, I am the chosen one of Doraemon of the Shell, a friend of Sanguinius of the Scythe Wings, named Big G, the Termagaunt."
"Guided by Doraemon of the Shell, I have come here to help the Sons of Sanguinius of the Scythe Wings overcome their difficulties."
"Lord Big G, the Termagaunt!" Logans, behind Karl Jane, knelt down almost without hesitation.
Even though neither he nor Karl Jane had ever heard of Doraemon of the Shell or Big G, the Termagaunt—what ridiculous things these were.
Karl Jane's first thought was that this man in front of him was playing a trick on him, but
The man's words were so bizarre, yet his tone was so convincing, and his expression showed such sincerity.
Karl Jane couldn't help but waver for a moment.
The man seemed to notice Karl Jane's hesitation, and the eyes behind his glasses revealed a sincerity that was almost irresistible.
It was a pure, unadulterated sincerity, like a pristine gem that should never be found in this chaotic galaxy.
Karl Jane felt all his doubts shattered by this sincere gaze.
He even felt a surge of emotion in his heart, thinking that such sincere people still existed in this world, and that this galaxy still had hope.
What the man said no longer seemed so outlandish in Karl Jane's mind.
He couldn't help but step forward and ask in an excited voice, "Is everything you said true?"
The man blinked lightly and also took a step forward.
"You actually believed me?"
The man grinned:
"I was just playing a trick on you!"
Karl Jane was stunned for a moment, seeing the playful and mocking expression on the man's face. His blood rushed to his head, and his face immediately showed anger.
However, the man chuckled softly, changed the subject, and said with a renewed sincere and trustworthy tone, "Actually, my true identity is an apostle of Sanguinius of the Scythe Wings!"
"Sanguinius of the Scythe Wings heard your prayers, but you forgot to include your names, addresses, and identity information when you prayed, so Sanguinius of the Scythe Wings could not respond to your prayers."
"Therefore, Sanguinius of the Scythe Wings sent me to survey your identity information."
Oh, so he's an apostle of Sanguinius of the Scythe Wings. What a humorous adult.
Although the man's words were full of loopholes and perfunctory, his tone and expression made Karl Jane instinctively trust him, and he couldn't help but kneel before this apostle of Sanguinius of the Scythe Wings.
"Tell me all your identity information, including your relationships, hobbies, and everything you've done," the man said with an unquestionable authority in his tone.
Karl Jane and Logans hurriedly lowered their heads and devoutly revealed everything about themselves.
From past mistakes, disliked objects, and personal preferences, everything was told to the man who claimed to be an apostle of Sanguinius of the Scythe Wings.
The man nodded slightly as he listened, and after both had finished speaking, he showed a gentle and amiable smile.
"You are all excellent Sons of Sanguinius of the Scythe Wings; you have not failed the blood of Sanguinius of the Scythe Wings."
"As a reward, commit suicide."
Karl Jane paused for a moment, looking up somewhat blankly. He suspected he had misheard.
"This is your reward; commit suicide," the man emphasized. "As long as you commit suicide, all your wishes can be fulfilled, and Sanguinius of the Scythe Wings will also descend."
"At that time, Sanguinius of the Scythe Wings will resurrect you to enjoy eternal happiness and joy."
"So, commit suicide."
"So that's it!" Logans couldn't help but let out an excited cry.
He drew a small knife from his waist and, without hesitation, plunged it into his neck, and blood flowed out.
Logans let out an excited and happy roar, then his head tilted, and he died.
So, just by committing suicide, Sanguinius of the Scythe Wings can descend!
An uncontrollable joy also surged in Karl Jane's heart.
Although it was hard to believe, the man's tone and expression were too sincere, making it impossible to question him.
What he said must be true, right?
Karl Jane raised his sharp claws, ready to stab down.
But as he looked at his brother lying on the ground, a little doubt couldn't help but arise.
There were simply too many loopholes, flaws, and perfunctory remarks in the man's words.
He couldn't help but look at the man and ask, "Is it really true that Sanguinius of the Scythe Wings will descend if I just commit suicide?"
As if noticing the slight doubt on Karl Jane's face, the man gently reached out and stroked his chin.
"So, the limit is here," the man whispered.
"Cut!" The little figure in the man's hand raised a megaphone and shouted.
Instantly, the sincerity on the man disappeared, and all the loopholes, flaws, and perfunctory remarks in his words were fully exposed before Karl Jane's eyes.
Karl Jane's expression immediately became blank.
It was all fake! Everything he just said was fake! It was so obvious, why didn't I notice it? !
Karl Jane showed a look of horror, but before he could act, the man's fist slammed into his head.
With a loud bang, the head of this GSC named Karl Jane immediately exploded.
"It seems that overly absurd words can still cause suspicion."
Alexander said, looking at the small robot in his hand with a hat, a megaphone, and a clapperboard.
[Item Name: Hot Performance Clapperboard & Robot Director]
[Origin: 22nd Century Earth — Future Department Store]
[Production Time: 271. M3]
[Function: A palm-sized robot with the appearance of a director, also equipped with a mini clapperboard. After pressing the button, it will grant the acting skills of all excellent actors in human history. Even someone with terrible acting skills can possess the most top-tier acting, capable of extremely vivid portrayal.]
[Price: 1,800,000]
This item allowed Alexander to acquire extremely strong acting skills. Every action, expression, and tone would become incredibly believable, full of tension, and remarkably vivid.
The words Alexander had just spoken were inherently full of flaws and loopholes, unable to withstand scrutiny, yet the two genestealer were still convinced by his acting, almost completely believing him.
However, according to Alexander's recent experiment,
If the words spoken are too absurd and have too many loopholes, there is still a possibility of being suspected and seen through.
And acts like directly deceiving someone into committing suicide are even more likely to be exposed.
Additionally, the effect produced by this item also seems to vary from person to person; those with weaker willpower are more easily deceived by Alexander's acting.
Alexander stuffed the director robot into his robe pocket, then put the two GSC corpses into his four-dimensional pocket, and took out Body Clay from it to change his face to that of the GSC named Logans.
"Sheath Wing Fortress, the Crimson Council, the gathering of all Sons of Sanguinius of the Scythe Wings, and the imminent arrival of the Living Saint Sanguilius."
Alexander couldn't help but chuckle softly:
"These GSC are quite talented."
As his voice fell, Alexander gently laid down the Staff of Seeking in his hand: "Four-Clawed Dante."
The staff fell, pointing towards the depths of the desert, and Alexander's figure disappeared from where he stood.
The blood slaves knelt on the ground, holding aloft the holy relics of the Battle Group.
The Blade of Courage, the Plasma Pistol Baal's Wrath, the Galatian Scepter, a feather stained with Sanguinius' blood, the Angelic Laurel placed on a polished skull, and the True Voice playing Sanguinius' own words from the past.
And the Spear of Accomplishment, the weapon Sanguinius once used.
It was a spear forged from adamantium, its tip carved into a winged figure, dressed in sacred vestments, adorned with ornate purity seals and the Emperor's lightning motif, with a hollow teardrop-shaped spearhead at the top.
This spear had been used to combat the Great Powers of Ruin, banish Khorne Greater daemons, and slay the physical forms of daemon Primarchs.
The forger of this divine weapon was the Emperor himself; the Emperor personally forged this weapon and gifted it to his son, Sanguinius.
Ultimately, this weapon was lost in the chaos of the Horus Heresy, remaining a myth and legend for tens of thousands of years.
A sunlight-like glow shimmered on the Spear of Accomplishment, casting light upon every Son of Sanguinius.
The Sons of Sanguinius in the hall gasped in surprise; they couldn't imagine that this spear would appear here.
Rafen, a warrior of the Blood Angels' Sixth Company, had recovered this sacred weapon, an event involving betrayal, internal strife, the deception of a Tzeentch Great Unclean One, and fratricide.
The traitor Inquisitor Remius Strall, through schemes and trickery, caused Rafen's brother, Akio, to be corrupted by the Tzeentch Great Unclean One Malfalarax. Akio instantly transformed into the likeness of Sanguinius and could awaken the Spear of Accomplishment.
Under the manipulation of the Chaos Inquisitor and the Tzeentch Great Unclean One, some battle brothers even began to believe that Akio was Sanguinius reincarnated.
Fortunately, Dante still remembered the old events of the Horus Heresy and was wary of the so-called Primarch reincarnation and resurrection, so he sent Mephiston to investigate.
Mephiston detected the chaotic psychic energy on Akio and agreed to let Rafen kill his own brother with his own hands.
And the Spear of Accomplishment was finally brought back to Baal, stored in Sanguinius' tomb.
This matter was known only to the Blood Angels themselves.
Dante believed that now was the time to let the Spear of Accomplishment reappear in the world, so he temporarily removed the spear from the tomb and displayed it before the Battle Group brothers.
This war spear, personally forged by the Emperor and wielded by Sanguinius, indeed greatly shocked the Sons of Sanguinius who carried his blood.
Even Yor, the most fallen Chapter Master of the Blood Cavaliers Battle Group, was strongly impacted. He let out a short gasp, then lowered his head, and the anger and hunger on him seemed to have largely subsided.
Dante gently placed his finger on his forehead. On the golden Sanguinius mask he wore, there was a small crystal containing a drop of Sanguinius' blood.
Dante knew that these ancient holy relics might awaken their glory, shock their hearts, and make them fearless of death.
But unless Sanguinius was resurrected, uniting them would have to rely on Dante's eloquence, prestige, and political skill.
Dante stepped forward and ascended the high platform of the council hall.