Hearing Guilliman's words, the bishops humbly stood in a row, ready to listen to the Primarch's lecture.
Despite their noble status, they were like primary school students at this moment, respectful yet nervous, fearing that they would provoke the original body again.
They knew very well that once the Primarch considered them to be heretics, he would show no mercy.
"My father is a true god, there is no doubt about that. She does not need people's faith, but people need to believe in her, get her enlightenment, and hope to walk with her. This is her uniqueness. Those evil gods need faith, but the great emperor is a true god, she does not need it."
"We cannot spread Her glory through fear. If we harm those who do not believe in Her, and use harsh punishments and abuse to intimidate those who believe in the Emperor, then what is the difference between us and traitors?"
"The followers of evil gods always like to use force to achieve their goals and use killing to intimidate those ignorant people, because those gods are hypocritical gods. Only hypocritical gods need such means. Every normal person will not choose those evil gods. They can only use fear to threaten those people and force them to believe in those evil gods."
"The Emperor loves every human being, regardless of whether they believe in him or not. She will bless them. This is a manifestation of his kindness and love, and also a manifestation of her being a true God."
"We believe in the Emperor in order to walk with him, not to assert our own superiority. We are fulfilled by our faith, by the fact that the Emperor is with us, not because our faith makes us superior to others."
“She is kind and loving, tolerant and patient. She never rejects any soul that desires salvation. She silently examines those believers who want to walk with her, and brings those noble souls recognized by her into her immortal kingdom.”
"Tell me, why do you believe in her? Is it because of her altruism, her kindness and wisdom, or is it just for the sake of being superior? Or is it for your own selfish desires?"
Guilliman looked at the bishops in front of him, his tone sometimes excited, sometimes angry, and finally turned into confusion and question.
His words shook the bishops and struck at their ignorant hearts.
Of course, this kind of rhetoric was not created by Guilliman.
It was created by a traitorous Primarch, Lorgar.
Lorgar is the founder of the Faith of the Emperor.
Guilliman didn't like this guy, but out of humility to learn, he still communicated with Lorgar.
What he said to the bishop now was just a modification of Lorgar's words.
I have to say that plagiarism is cool.
Several bishops were extremely shocked by Guilliman's preaching.
A Primarch who had once been with the Emperor, whose faith was so pure that it made them look inferior.
Guilliman had come into contact with the Emperor, and with those who had created the embryonic form of the Ecclesiarchy.
The first saint of the Empire, Kylar, the chronicler of the Great Crusade, was enlightened by the Emperor during the Horus Heresy, demonstrated the Emperor's divine power, and founded the Imperial Salvation Society, which was the prototype of the state religion.
The bishops had no doubt about Guilliman's words.
One bishop was even moved to tears.
Weep for your sins and your foolishness.
They distort the Emperor's will, yet claim to be His believers. What a sin this is.
"Your Excellency, we have never known anything like this."
A bishop knelt on the ground tremblingly, kissing Guilliman's iron boots and begging for forgiveness.
"I don't blame you, because you were just fooled. My father has been asleep for too long. He can't communicate with you. His strong will is enough to burn your souls. Those heretics took advantage of the opportunity and lurked in the Empire. They twisted my father's will and fooled the humans he loved. This is an unforgivable crime. As the only spokesperson of the Emperor in the world, I solemnly ask you, are you willing to follow me to change the distorted state religion and eliminate those lurking heretics?"
Guilliman's voice was full of authority, and he looked at the bishops, waiting for their response.
"We'd give anything sir."
"As long as I can get your forgiveness."
"Bring us back to the glory of the Emperor and show us the right path."
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The bishops all knelt before Guilliman and vowed to work with him to eliminate the infuriating heretics who distorted the Emperor's will.
Guilliman, who possesses the Emperor's Sword and is recognized by the Living Saint Celestine, is the most legitimate spokesperson for the Emperor.
To deny and question Guilliman would undoubtedly shake the foundation of faith in the Holy Emperor.
Whatever the reason, the Bishops had no choice; if they refused, Guilliman would immediately declare them heretics and execute them.
"Abolish those tortures and re-examine those who have been abused. If they are traitors to Chaos, then execute them. If not, then release them. Remember, my father is about mercy and love. She is like the great Holy Father, loving every human being selflessly. Any evil done in her name must be a heresy bewitched by Chaos."
Guilliman said in a deep voice, "Those people, in the name of the Emperor, are doing horrible things that only the followers of the evil god would do. Such behavior is unforgivable. They are blaspheming the glory of the Emperor. Do you understand?"
"Understood, sir. We will investigate immediately."
"We will not let any heretic go."
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Guilliman had deceived the Bishop of Espandor, which was not a difficult task for a Primarch.
When the Emperor created them, he endowed them with powerful personalities.
This makes it easy for them to convince those who hold different opinions.
The bishops walked out of the church and loudly announced that the planet Espandor would re-examine every believer and cleanse those lurking minions of Chaos.
This was undoubtedly a huge disturbance. Under the orders of the bishops, the planet Espandor began a massive review.
Some of those who were convicted of heresy were executed directly, while others were released on the spot.
The poor people who were released walked out of the iron cages trembling one by one.
They simply couldn't believe that they could survive that horrible hell.
The torture of those fanatics caused them great pain in both body and soul, causing them to lose hope and fall into the abyss of despair.
They expressed their gratitude to Guilliman for his mercy.
It was the arrival of the other party that saved them.
At the same time, some fanatics who proved their faith by torturing heretics were dragged out by the Crusaders and tried in public as minions of Chaos.
"I am loyal to the Emperor, very loyal." A woman tied to a pillar with scriptures carved on her scalp screamed hysterically.
"Then why did you torture and kill those poor people?" The priest questioned the woman in front of him. In her mansion, more than a hundred servants were tortured and killed, and their skulls were placed in every corner of the mansion.
Some are even plated with gold and kept in glass cabinets as collectibles.
The reason these servants were slaughtered was basically that they were not pious enough to the Emperor.
"The Almighty Emperor has appointed me to cleanse them of their sins," the woman cried. "Everything I do is in accordance with the Emperor's will."
"Ridiculous. The Emperor is so merciful. How could He allow His followers to commit such terrible crimes? You are a pawn of Chaos. You have committed such evil deeds and distorted the glory of the Emperor. You will be sentenced to death, traitor. You have betrayed the Emperor."
"No, I am loyal." The woman shouted desperately, "It is that primarch who is the heretic."
"Execute her." Upon hearing the woman accuse the Primarch of being a heretic, the priest directly ordered the Crusaders to take action.
The pillar to which the woman was tied gave off heat, and the temperature rose rapidly.
"No." The woman, realizing what was about to happen, screamed and struggled hard, trying to break free from the chains on her body.
Flames gushed out and shrill screams were heard.
By the time the flames died down, the woman had turned into charred charcoal and was emitting a foul stench.
There was a roar of joy from the crowd as they executed a minion of Chaos and defended the glory of the Emperor.
"Next." The priest in charge of the trial struck the skull-shaped hammer desperately and shouted at the top of his lungs amid the waves of sound.