The remnants were stunned, and even several Political Commissars in the team were rendered speechless by Fanros's retort.
Because following where Fanros pointed, looking at that golden, silver-armored figure who was leading the greenskins in a constant Waaagh while glowing with golden light, they could not put forward any rebuttal!
At the same time, a pair of eyes looked at Fanros with even greater confusion, asking with their eyes why the God-Emperor was bestowing blessings at this time.
Fanros truly could not speak in the face of these doubts, and in the command hall at the North Pole, everyone, upon seeing Sith leading the greenskins in a constant slaughter towards the North Pole, also turned their gazes to Shahansen, the Inquisitor, and the same question appeared in their eyes.
Shahansen's face twitched for a long time; after all, greenskins carrying the Imperial flag was already enough to make one feel like they had been hit by a Tzeentch spell, and now, not only were there humans among a group of greenskins, but the one leading them in the front was also glowing with golden light.
This scene gave people a feeling, as if... as if...
'It's as if the God-Emperor is asserting his sovereignty!'
Although Shahansen and Fanros were far apart, both Inquisitors stared at Sith and muttered in their hearts.
After that, Fanros accepted it, after all, he had seen enough along the way.
But Shahansen, who was seeing Sith for the first time, reacted instantly after muttering this.
Staring blankly at the screen, Shahansen's expression suddenly became a bit awkward:
'Why does this look so much like a story where someone who has finally obtained a treasure is trying to force away two others who are also coveting the treasure by bestowing blessings for all they're worth?'
It's just that the one protecting it is called the God-Emperor, and the two coveting it are called Gork and Mork...
Even looking at the greenskins in the scene, which were not actually that large in scale, but were being Waaaghed to death by Sith, the Waaagh energy diffusing from their heads that could please Gork and Mork was so thick it was almost visible to the naked eye!
Even if stopped by the God-Emperor, relying solely on the Waaagh! of these greenskins, the crown on Sith's head turned green like a small sun.
These images were transmitted back to the command hall without any concealment, and as everyone in the hall turned their eyes to Shahansen, the frustration that Fanros had been forced to express by his subordinates finally landed on Shahansen's face.
Facing the questioning gazes of the people around him, having probably realized that Sith was the one prophesied by the God-Emperor in the Warp, the word 'heretic' that reached Shahansen's lips could not be spoken.
After all, even if Shahansen pointed at Sith and called him a heretic now, his subordinates would only be stunned for a moment, and then pull out their guns and finish off Shahansen first.
What did that mean?
The Emperor's chosen one is also connected to Chaos?!
If Shahansen really said that, everyone present would have to clean up Shahansen, this heretic, for the God-Emperor first!
Finally, Shahansen, who had held back for a long time, faced this possible outcome, and the words that came out of his mouth made him, an Inquisitor who had worked his whole life, flush with rare shame:
'Maybe these... Imperial Army soldiers, their skin is indeed a bit too green...'
The crowd stared blankly at Shahansen who said this, although they were all complaining wildly in their hearts, because they really couldn't point at a greenskin and insist it was a human, but now that Shahansen had set the tone, who would dare to dissent?
And now, nothing would be more convincing than the golden light shining on Sith.
Of course, the premise was that everyone had to ignore the green sun above the golden light.
Finally, as Sith gathered more and more greenskins along the way, he got closer and closer to the North Pole Forge zone.
The Imperial side began to nervously prepare for the 'welcoming' work, a group of soldiers thinking with blank faces about what it meant not to panic when seeing 'green friendly forces' later, while running into combat positions to prepare for defense.
And high-level officials like Shahansen came directly to the front line, watching the Tyranid Swarm in front being completely stunned by the greenskins behind, forced to temporarily lift the siege, eyes fixed on the direction of Sith, with various awkward expressions appearing in their eyes.
Until a mass of green light crossed the horizon in the distance, Shahansen and the top leaders of the Impenetrable Defense Line, seeing the green light directly emerging from Sith's body, relying on the fact that there were far more greenskins around Sith than humans at this moment, forcibly suppressing the golden light, and Shahansen, who had not seen Chaos blessings, had his face completely stiffen.
'I can accept the blessings of other Evil Gods, but Gork and Mork...'
Shahansen couldn't say it, he could only stare at his own God-Emperor's suppressed divine light, and after a long while, gritted his teeth in frustration:
'You two alien gods, blessing someone else's citizens like this...'
'Do you still have any shame?!'
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