Chapter 198: Helusu Can't Understand

Luojia's act was neither a simple salute nor merely a bow.

It was not as courteous as Kiriman's equal-level politeness to Xisi, nor as plain reverence as Tulazhen's simple bow to Xisi.

This time, as an Original Body, Luojia not only bowed to Xisi but also knelt on one knee before everyone.

At the same time, the title spoken was not the simple hierarchical "Sir".

It declared subordination: "My Lord"!

When the words "My Lord" were uttered, the surrounding believers trembled with even greater excitement, and even Fanluosi and others who witnessed the whole process from Aolake fell into sudden dead silence.

At the same time, Fanluosi, Bai'er, Xiulun and others wore completely stunned expressions, their necks stiff as they turned to stare at each other.

Because what they saw at that moment was an Original Body addressing a mortal as "My Lord"!

It was, whether in the 30K or 40K era, the first Original Body Demigod to swear allegiance to Xisi and offer boundless loyalty!

Meanwhile, Fanluosi watched the projection of Luojia paying homage to Xisi as if to a deity; as a member of the Judgment Court, Fanluosi was prompted by another question.

"The future Holy Record..."

"Will it be written in Xisi's name?"

Fanluosi's absent‑minded murmur, amid the fervor of the surrounding believers' legion, was drowned out by endless cheers for Xisi!

In orbit of the secondary star system, a fleet the size of an entire legion encircled the planet like a ring.

A multitude of flightcraft serving the believers' warships were released onto the decks.

Their expressionless faces silently scanned the warship insignia before picking up tools, erasing all Empire markings and replacing them with Xisi's legion insignia.

At the same time, countless Chaos Eight-Point Stars were brutally shattered and burned to ash, followed by a flood of statues transported from Aolake into these believers' warships.

Even the primary Xisi statue on Aolake's hull, after Luojia's repeated pleas, was moved onto his Radiant Queen battleship.

"Praise our Lord Xisi, may you grant us protection."

On Aolake's deck, a group of believers bowed devoutly before a small Xisi statue; then a band of believers, shirts removed and backs bearing serrated iron wires, reverently lifted the statue and carefully carried it toward the Yunxuji awaiting to receive it.

Around them stood other believers, along with several low‑ranking legion priests, continuously chanting Xisi's glorious name.

High on the deck, crew members and Astats turned away from a distance.

Before diverting, not only elite believers reassigned to Xisi's flagship worshipped devoutly, but many crew from the 40K era also began to worship Xisi.

Among them were even a few desperate demons, weary from endless toil.

Xisi silently withdrew his gaze from the believers who reverently received his statue, then glanced at the surrounding 40K crew whose attitudes were gradually shifting to worship him as a deity, and reluctantly cast a glance at Luojia beside him.

Putting other matters aside, the believers' evangelism had truly stripped the National Church of every remnant.

Not to mention the 40K crew now believing Xisi to be a god; after all, they are still human and indeed worship the Divine Emperor.

Yet seeing even demons converted into believers made Xisi feel he had indeed underestimated Luojia.

At that moment, looking over, Luojia's face showed no hint of disapproval; instead, she seemed pleased with the missionary work among his genetic offspring, her expression full of satisfaction and approval.

Only when Xisi turned his head did Luojia conceal her expression and shift to devout reverence toward Xisi.

"How much longer will the fleet's conversion to the faith take to complete?"

Xisi forced himself to suppress the urge to head immediately to the Thousand Son's homeworld, honestly waiting for the believers to finish what he considered the most important priority.

Rescue the Thousand Son, assist Terra's defense, beat Helusu?

Which of these truly spreads Xisi's faith across the galaxy?

Such fervent belief, eager to engrave Xisi's name everywhere, even forces Xisi himself to wait patiently.

Fortunately, Luojia understood Xisi's main goal; when faced with his question and reminder, she answered promptly.

"This is already the final approved warship to acquire the statue; all fleet markings have been changed, and we can depart tomorrow."

Luojia gave a confirming reply, and Xisi exhaled with relief:

"Have the navigator reset the Star Torch; thereafter, crossing the Subspace storm, the Star Torch from Aolake will guide the legion."

To coordinate the Great Rebellion, the Four Gods created an unprecedented Subspace storm for Helusu, isolating the loyalist movements.

To long‑range aid the Thousand Son, the believers must set the Star Torch on Aolake.

Luojia, hearing this, bowed respectfully again; Xisi then gave a final check for oversights before turning back to his own quarters.

Meanwhile, as he walked, his body, long subjected to temporal‑spatial repulsion without repair, began to fissure with increasing golden‑light cracks.

Xisi now urgently needs to prevent the Thousand Son from being forced to rebel and to use the Thousand Son to contact the Emperor.

Otherwise, continued repulsion from the 30K timeline would truly take his life.

While Xisi leads the entire believers' legion in final preparations, on the far side of the distant galaxy.

Somewhere in a star system far from Terra's core, the sons of Helusu, the Emperor, and the Death Guard—three legions' super fleets—have amassed, covering the entire system.

Meanwhile, the Radiant Queen, a rarity in the 40K era, now has three docked directly.

The three Radiant Queens resemble three towering mountains placed together, surrounded by an endless legion fleet.

An Alpha Legion warship specialized in reconnaissance suddenly burst out of Subspace.

It is evident the warship undertook a hyper‑long voyage; only the rebel faction protected by the Four Gods can now navigate the raging Subspace.

Soon, a report from the Alpha Legion arrived at Helusu's bridge.

Motarian, the Original Body temporarily holding the Death Guard legion commander duties, alongside his legion's future "True Legion Commander" Taifengsi, silently watched Helusu silently scanning the report.

Elsewhere, Fugereum, ever‑pursuing absolute perfection, also glanced at the contents, then scanned the report with growing doubt.

After each scan, his puzzled expression deepened, to the point that he could not maintain his flawless visage, unusually frowning in public.

This scene caused Motarian, who had not yet examined the contents, to also show a hint of doubt.

Until Helusu, after an unknown number of glances, finally could no longer hold the report and set it down, prompting Motarian to hurriedly look over with curiosity.

He then alternated between looking at Helusu and Fugereum, anxiously curious about what they had seen.

Only Fugereum stared wide‑eyed, still bewildered; even as Motarian urged him impatiently, he could not speak.

Finally, Helusu held the report, dazed for a while, before uttering a question that, even now, he truly could not comprehend:

What is it called?

The rebel faction assists in defending the loyal faction against the loyal faction's resistance.

Avoid the loyal faction being forced by the loyal faction to become the rebel faction?!