Starting from the Planetary Governor - Chapter 995

Chapter 986, Cleaning Out Traitors

Brigadier Adrian was busy on his ship, cleaning up the traitor.

He sent his adjutant away and was heading for a secret place on the ship.

It was originally one of the officers’ messes on the ship, which was pierced and destroyed by a shell in a naval battle. Although it was repaired later, it was sealed for a long time at the instruction of Adrian.

This matter did not attract much attention. The officers’ mess had long been moved to another place, and no one would think 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 Adrian and some of his good friends secretly gathered.

When they arrived here, there were already more than a dozen people gathered here.

They were 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… things have been difficult lately, requiring all departments to maintain strict secrecy and keep a low profile? Why have you suddenly summoned us again?”

“A messenger from the Lord of Change has arrived,” Adrian said with a hint of enthusiasm. “We demonstrated sufficient merit in our last operation to deserve a reward.”

The others looked at each other in bewilderment.

While the followers of Tzeentch possessed a deep devotion to their evil god, they were not as blindly fanatical as the remaining few.

The fact that the captain had broken the silence and summoned everyone to make such remarks… made one somewhat suspicious.

They knew what they were doing.

For their ‘lord,’ they had accepted orders and stirred up unrest during the negotiations between the Solar Fleet and the Son of God fleet. Afterwards, they pretended to have received fabricated orders, shifting the blame elsewhere. They also contacted other “fellow believers,” as well as those who had been misled by them in the chaos, forming a subtle united front to resist scrutiny…

Throughout this process, they all pretended to be loyal subjects of the Empire.

This protective layer could not be breached.

The order for them to remain silent and maintain their facade came from above.

Suddenly taking such a huge risk, gathering together and sending out envoys… no matter how they looked at it, something felt amiss.

As an atmosphere of unease spread among the crowd, Adrian, both captain and the highest-ranking member of the church, suppressed all doubts.

“I know what you’re thinking, but don’t worry. That is truly the incarnation of the ever-changing monarch.”

Adrian was confident.

He had witnessed it with his own eyes. How could it be false?

“Don’t worry, the time is almost up… Look, he’s coming!”

Blue and pink smoke suddenly fell from the ceiling, gathered into the shape of a figure by a whistling wind.

His face was masked, but countless eyes covered his face and body.

As his form fully formed, all of them opened instantly, vividly gazing at everyone present.

A faint voice echoed, “Very good, you’re all here, and you’re all on time.”

Almost all of the Tzeentch believers present believed the newcomer’s identity.

Looking at the number of eyes, sensing the scent and aura emanating from him, it was purer and more unpredictable than any of the closest beings they had ever encountered! How

could it be fake?

The messenger drew the symbol of nine eyeballs with his hand, and more blue and pink dust enveloped everyone present.

“What is this?”

Still, some doubters dared to ask.

The messenger paused.

“This is a reward. It will lead you to the Lord’s kingdom, where you will receive even greater blessings and be able to better serve the Lord in the future. If you hesitate, then you don’t have to go.”

With that, the light dust truly seemed to be dispersing.

“No, no, no!” someone quickly stopped him.

“Then don’t be so talkative,” the messenger said with a rather arrogant tone. “There’s much to do later, many believers who need my guidance. We have a major operation coming up soon, and we want to stir up even greater upheaval. We don’t have time to dwell on this.”

Finally, no one spoke any more.

They gave up resistance, allowing the incarnation of the Ever-Changing Lord to shroud them with his miraculous power.

They felt their bodies distorting, and the scene before them shifted and twisted, transforming into a hazy, shimmering light.

After the uncomfortable distortion of time and space, they collapsed to the ground, recovering only a moment later and regaining a clearer view of their surroundings.

“Hmm?”

someone asked, puzzled.

They had imagined they had returned to a magical land, imagining the conditions inhabited by the Lord and his loyal servants.

But… they had never imagined it would be like this.

Metal walls surrounded them, and pale lights hung overhead.

But… the pattern of the lights, the color of the metal walls… why did it feel so familiar?

Some of them had even been to a place like this recently—wasn’t this the same style as the interrogation rooms on human ships?

Where was the incarnation of the Ever-Changing Monarch? Where was the messenger who would usher them into the Lord’s kingdom?

The metal doors swung open, and a group of men in Inquisitor attire entered.

The leader counted the names, then, consulting a data panel, called out the names, ranks, and positions of the captains and officers spread out on the interrogation room floor, comparing them to their identities.

No one answered,

but the Inquisitors didn’t mind.

After the roll call, they approached, restrained the prisoners one by one, shackled them, and led them away.

Soon, the officers from the cruiser “Flying Glory” understood where they were.

This is the flagship of the Sun Fleet, the Emperor-class battleship – ‘Eternal Flame’.

…

“I didn’t expect that 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 distressed.

At the same time, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He was really scared.

He was afraid of being killed by these corrupted junior captains and officers, and he was also afraid that one day he would not be able to bear it and would be corrupted by the evil god’s tricks without knowing it.

Falling into a cult is not an easy act of self-determination; on the contrary, it is the end of a complete loss of self.

Opposite him, Gu Jing sat with his legs crossed, his posture leisurely.

Behind him, the shadow of the Ever-changing Demon Lord appeared and disappeared.

(End of this chapter)