The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Despite many modifications, the original appearance of the flying Taran can still be faintly distinguished. She has undergone great changes over the centuries, such as the multiplication of the statues of the ship hull-many statues travel in subspace In the process, it is carved out of marble, in order to be able to better judge the direction.

The journey of this ship is eternal and spans several generations. Her mission is to spread faith by all necessary means no matter where it is.

Sometimes she would send wandering penitents where they should go.

More often, her warehouse is full of cultural relics and religious works of art. In order to ignite the flame of faith, she trades sacred objects carefully, religiously, and respectfully.

Some treasures are only temporarily displayed, and the flying Taran will bring the sacred relics of this world for the faithful believers to witness.

Billions of pilgrims will come from all over the world to view the remains of the saints and the shields of the martyrs.

Each exhibition can only last a few weeks at most, making the pilgrimage a race against time, and then the flying Taran will leave.

The next return may be a year later, or it may be a hundred years later.

Billac then took Pamfili from the lower deck to the center compartment of the ship.

When the archbishop stepped into the hall, he immediately took a breath of joy.

"Great God Emperor..."

It’s very spacious. It’s no longer like the cargo hold of a cargo ship a long time ago. Now it’s more like a huge sacred box like the nave of a cathedral.

The light here is rich, warm and soft, but not dim. The golden throne covering the huge ceiling fresco seems to be spreading the glory of the throne to the galaxy.

A choir of a hundred people stood on the first floor of the stands, and the singers' solemn hymns echoed in the air.

The archbishop walked back and forth among the gilded showcases, which displayed jewel-like fingers, jaw bones on purple silk cushions, bronze hymns, archbishop's scepter, and ornaments made of sacred femurs.

The captain smiled when he saw the archbishop's expression.

"I'm glad you are satisfied with this, my lord."

"happy?"

Pang Feili looked at these holy relics and whispered:

"It's not appropriate to just be happy, Captain, your job is done so well that no words can match them."

"I am very happy to be able to offer you a meager effort."

"me too."

"Do you have any specific requirements?"

"I'm not sure yet."

The archbishop paused for a moment.

"There is no need to worry about security and rebellion at the moment. There is no sign of heresy in Valledo."

When he said this, he appeared very confident. He believed that if such evil spread in his world, he would know.

Pang Feili has always remained vigilant, the state religion's control over citizens must be unbreakable.

Of course, this is far from enough.

"People should integrate faith into their lives. They need to feel the light of the state religion again. They need enthusiasm."

"I see, I hope you don't get angry? Your Bishop... Actually? You are not the first person to make this request, and we are just good at solving this kind of problem."

"How can I be angry? On the contrary I am very happy."

"Okay? In this case, my usual advice is-I believe you have guessed it? Exhibition of cultural relics in the capital."

"well."

"So, are you willing to personally choose the cultural relics to be exhibited?"

After that, the archbishop began to select artifacts.

But when he walked through hundreds of boxes in the aisle? His initial sense of surprise disappeared.

He became frustrated and disappointed at first.

There is nothing wrong with these cultural relics, but they are not special, there are too many mediocre things.

Maybe he was looking forward to a kind of incomparably sublime? But incomparably vague? So that any actual object could not meet his expectations.

Pang Feili longed for a turn, he longed to tremble with awe, and he wanted to experience the enthusiasm of the fire of faith that was ignited in the hearts of his followers.

He needs a celebration worthy of being celebrated for hundreds of years, so that his subsequent ascent journey will be smoother.

But nothing he saw reached such a state.

He felt solemn and in awe? But he was not impressed, and any relics here were nothing special to him.

The captain felt a change in his mood.

"I'm sorry that our collection disappointed you."

"it's not like that."

The archbishop waved his hand tiredly.

"It's hard for me to define what I want? It must be unique, it must be..."

He groped his mind? Slowly said:

"It must be beyond our imagination. Only then can we feel the divine touch of the emperor's will."

The archbishop sighed? He was frustrated because he couldn't express things beyond his limits by words alone.

"Do you understand what I want to say?"

When the captain heard these words, he looked a little uneasy.

"I think so."

He said? His eyes flashed to the left involuntarily.

Pang Feili caught this little movement? He looked in that direction.

There was an empty box a few yards behind the aisle, so he approached it.

"What's inside?"

"A burial mask."

The captain returned with a somewhat uneasy tone.

"Where is it? Is it a commodity?"

"No, this is a valuable item that will never be sold."

"Where is it then?"

The archbishop insisted on asking, he felt as if he had grasped something.

"We have moved it to the storage room for the time being."

"What do you mean temporarily?"

"Until we can determine its source, we will not show it... This is an unidentified item, so there is no place in the cultural relics here. We initially believe that it was found in the tomb of Prandium. ."

"Isn't it destroyed there?"

"It is true. The Terra Zerg invasion destroyed the planet, but we believe that some tomb remains are still worthy of excavation. We found an anonymous holy book."

"What is its owner?"

"It may be a bishop of Prandium."

"I still remember that Prandium was said to have performed miracles before the destruction?"

"I also remember that at that time the bishop wrote a holy scripture praising the emperor and encouraging believers. With the encouragement of the scripture, the believers fought against the aliens for several months, and were finally outnumbered."

"But that scripture has never been found~www.ltnovel.com~ indeed, we cannot guarantee that this thing is the scripture against Tyron in the legend."

This ambiguity can be frustrating, but it is also fascinating.

Pang Feili believed that this coincidence must mean something, so he made up his mind.

"I want to see that relic."

The captain shrugged after hearing this.

"I can't guarantee that what you see is real."

To the archbishop, this kind of rhetoric sounded perfunctory and confused by the captain's answer, but then he concluded that what he saw was a clever businessman deliberately hiding what he had always wanted to show him.

"I understand, but I still want to see."

It doesn't matter whether Billac tries to test him, he is convinced that the wheel of fortune is turning.

"Ok."