Chapter 986, Cleaning Out Traitors
Commodore Adrian was hurrying on his ship.
After sending his adjutant away, he was heading towards a hidden place on the ship.
It was originally one of the ship's officers' mess halls, but was pierced and destroyed by a shell during a naval battle. Although it was subsequently repaired, it was sealed for a long time at Adrian's instruction.
This incident did not attract much attention. The officers' mess had been moved elsewhere long ago, and no one cared much about whether a mess destroyed in the war had been repaired or what it was used for after it was repaired.
The rebuilt area naturally became the place where Brigadier General Adrian and some of his good friends secretly gathered.
When we arrived here, there were already more than a dozen people gathered here.
They are all officers on the ship, distributed in various positions.
Seeing Adrian coming, they all saluted.
One of them asked urgently, "Captain, didn't you say... the situation has been difficult lately, and asked all departments to maintain strict secrecy and keep a low profile? Why did you suddenly call us together again?"
"The Lord of Change has sent an envoy." Adrian spoke with a hint of enthusiasm. "We demonstrated sufficient merit in our last operation to receive a reward."
The others looked at each other.
Although the believers of Tzeentch also have a deep faith in their evil god, they are not as blind and fanatical as the believers of the remaining evil gods.
The fact that the captain broke the silence and gathered everyone together to say something like this... is somewhat suspicious.
They knew what they had done.
For their "master," they accepted orders and stirred up unrest during negotiations between the Solar Fleet and the Son of God's fleet. Later, they pretended to have received forged orders, shifting the blame elsewhere. They also contacted other "fellow believers," as well as those who had been misled by them during the chaos, forming a seemingly united front to resist scrutiny...
In this process, they all disguised themselves as loyal subjects of the empire.
This protective layer cannot be torn.
The order requiring them to remain silent and maintain disguise also came from above.
Suddenly taking such a big risk, holding a party and sending out messengers... No matter how I look at it, it feels wrong.
As an atmosphere of unease spread among the crowd, Adrian, as both the captain and the highest-ranking member of the church, suppressed all doubts:
"I know what you're thinking, but don't be nervous. That's truly the incarnation of a Protean monarch."
Adrian was full of confidence.
How could what he witnessed with his own eyes be false?
"Don't worry, the time is almost up... Look, here he comes!"
Blue and pink light smoke suddenly fell from the ceiling and was gathered into the shape of a person by a whistling wind.
His face was covered, but on his face and body, there were countless eyes.
When his body was fully formed, all his eyes opened in an instant, looking at everyone present with a smart look.
A faint voice came: "Very good, everyone is here, and they are all on time."
Almost all of the Tzeentch believers present believed the identity of the visitor.
Look at the number of eyes, feel the smell and aura emanating from them, this is purer and more unpredictable than the closest existence of the Lord that any of them has ever seen!
How could this be fake?
The messenger drew nine eyeball symbols with his hands, and more blue and pink light dust enveloped everyone present.
"What's this?"
There are still some people who are skeptical and have the courage to ask this question.
The messenger paused.
"This is a reward. It will lead you to the Kingdom of the Lord, where you will receive more blessings and be able to better serve the Lord in the future. If you hesitate, you don't have to go."
After saying this, Guangchen really seemed to want to disperse.
"No, no, no!" Someone quickly stopped him.
"Then don't be so talkative." The messenger's attitude was rather arrogant. "There's still a lot of things to do, and there are still many believers who need me to guide. We have a major operation coming up, and we want to stir up even greater unrest. We don't have time to dwell on this."
Finally, no one stopped talking nonsense.
They no longer resisted and allowed the incarnation of the ever-changing monarch to cover them with magical power.
They felt that their bodies were becoming distorted, and the scenes they saw were constantly distorted and changed, becoming a blurry glow.
After the uncomfortable distortion of time and space, they collapsed to the ground. It took them a while to recover and see the surrounding situation clearly.
"Um?"
Someone made a puzzled sound.
They originally thought that they were returning to a magical place, and they had imagined what kind of environment the lord and his loyal servants would live in.
But... they never imagined it would be like this.
There are metal walls all around and pale lights hanging on the ceiling.
It’s just… the style of this lamp, the color of this metal wall… why does it seem more and more familiar the more I look at it?
Some of them had even been to such a place recently - isn't this the same style as the interrogation rooms on human ships?
Where is the incarnation of the Lord of All Changes? Where is the messenger who will lead them into the Kingdom of the Lord?
The metal door opened, and a group of people dressed as inquisitors walked in.
The leader counted on the people, then checked the data panel in his hand, and called out the names, ranks and positions of the captains and officers lying on the floor of the interrogation room one by one, and compared them with their own identities.
None of them answered.
But the judges didn't care.
After the roll call, they came forward, subdued the prisoners one by one, put shackles on them, and took them all away.
Soon, the officers from the cruiser "Flying Glory" figured out where they were.
This is the flagship of the Solar Fleet, the Emperor-class battleship - 'Eternal Flame'.
…
"I didn't expect there would be so many traitors in my fleet."
When saying this, the commander-in-chief of the Sun Fleet, Marshal Song Min, seemed so heartbroken.
At the same time, cold sweat was breaking out on his forehead.
He was really scared.
He was afraid of being killed by these corrupt junior captains and officers, and he was also afraid that one day he would not be able to hold on and would be corrupted by the evil god's tricks without knowing it.
Falling into a cult is by no means an easy act of self-determination; on the contrary, it is the result of a complete loss of self.
Opposite him, Gu Jing sat with his legs crossed, looking relaxed.
Behind him, the shadow of the Ever-Changing Demon Lord appeared and disappeared from time to time.
(End of this chapter)
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