Chapter 19: Black Light Holy Words

As the saying goes, a lean camel is bigger than a horse, even the Eldar, who were as weak as dogs, had a very rich family background. Soon, several worlds that had been agreed upon in advance were divided under the command of Black Watch.

In the Black Light's laboratory, Jacques, who was appointed as a diplomat by the Ark Lord, looked at the crazy oil man in front of him and raised a deep question:

"Your Excellency Holy Father, are we really going to do this?" To be honest, having been a charlatan for so many years, he could be considered an experienced old man even among the elves, but the scene before him was indeed beyond his imagination.

I saw a group of greasemen standing in front of Hogg's large-sized figurine. A speaker was emitting dynamic music, which was said to be an old song sung by the Guteras band. With the tune of YA`HA, MA~RU, several greasemen wearing very little appeared in front of Jacques and started to dance dynamically. A wonderful atmosphere was created at this moment. It could be called a blasphemous performance, but it seemed to fit the atmosphere so well.

The fog was filled with flashing red electric light. Pitch-black tentacle shadows popped out from the void and swayed with the oil men. Seeing the tentacles, the oil men changed their rhythm and the two gradually became one.

An intense feeling of nausea surged into Jacques' mind. At that moment, Jacques felt that his connection with the subspace had become weaker, and a horrible fantasy descended.

He saw a huge mouth covered with tentacles breathing in the void, and the starlight was captured by the tentacles and merged into nothingness along with the ups and downs. He seemed to understand the truth of the world, and complicated and incomprehensible information flooded into his mind.

"I seem to understand everything." Jacques, with lifeless eyes, staggered forward and tried to join the ranks of the oil men. Something seemed to be wriggling under the flesh on his face.

"Fuck. You lost your strength." Hogg quickly dispersed the phantom and pulled out Jacques, who was about to go crazy, and slapped him twice to wake him up.

"What happened? I remember vomiting!! I, vomit..." Jacques collapsed on the ground after vomiting all over the floor. A bucket of cold water was poured on him by the sensible Emilia.

"Your Majesty, I felt like I was dying just now," Jacques, who had regained consciousness, stood up and complained to Hogg.

"Uh! Look, didn't you get rid of Slaanesh's gaze during this period?" Hogg waved his hand with a nonchalant look on his face. After all, he had fulfilled his promise to grant them peace, and he was not responsible for what happened to them afterwards.

"But my lord, although we have escaped from Slaanesh, alas! I can speak the name... but we cannot withstand your mighty power."

Jacques' words successfully angered the soldiers watching.
"Damn you Bean Sprouts, Father has already given you the peace you longed for, how dare you ask for more." The surrounding Black Watch were excited.

"Oh! Forget it! I will help you to the end. Since you elves can't withstand my power, let me give you something good. Just do it and I will ensure your safety." A book was handed to Jacques by someone else.

Looking at the book in front of him, the gilded shell was equipped with metal corners, and a few large characters were printed on it: "Black Light Sacred Words". "This is a doctrine." Jacques, who has been engaged in charlatan work for many years, said with certainty, and opened the cover to see a passage in multiple languages ​​and illustrations.

“There was no light in this world, but His coming brought a ray of light to the dark world.

His name is Hog Menethil, and he is honored as the Black Light.

He is not a god but He is our Holy Father. He loves all living things and therefore gives us peace of mind.

He loves courage, so He wants His children to be courageous;

He loves wisdom, so he hopes that his children can learn knowledge. He loves life, so he hopes that his children can thrive. He loves beauty, so he hopes that his children can be optimistic and open-minded. He cannot be explored, because the power of the Holy Father is beyond the comprehension of mortals, but the loving Holy Father loves every race selflessly.

He has given us the right to worship Him...

Jacques was very excited after reading the so-called Holy Scriptures. "Now that the Holy Father has the doctrine, what about the worship process?"

"Ah! What's the procedure? Just pray casually. It's free anyway. You can believe it a little bit. Why do you like little boys?"

Jacques, who perfectly fit the role, retorted: "We can't be careless when it comes to faith, Holy Father."

"Trouble!" Holding Jacques' head with one hand, Hogg said, "Xiao Ke! To put it bluntly, faith is a lie, but who can blame our world for being a fucked-up one! In this case, see those oil guys? Just do as they say. Just don't kill yourself. It's up to you.

By the way, the statue must be a special product of Alicia. I will not recognize other prayers. This is the minimum respect for me. "Hogg, who always thinks of his hometown, said another sentence to increase Alicia's foreign exchange.

Holding the "Black Light Words" given by the Primarch, Jacques returned to the Eldar base of the Black Light with great excitement, preparing to print tens of thousands of copies and distribute them to the people of the Ark. From today on, he will pledge his loyalty to the Holy Father, and those rubbish local gods are of no use at all.

Soon, the Lord of the Amotok Ark World, Cordelia, received Jacques' report and a copy of the "Black Light Holy Words", and informed him of the effect of faith and requested to establish the Black Light Cult in the Ark World.

As a lord, I also received an invitation from the Blackwatch, hoping that I could go as a guest to discuss matters related to the Eldar joining the Blackwatch.

The most elite warriors of the Eldar escorted Cordelia to the Blacklight. As soon as they entered the bridge, a group of Space Marines in power armor rushed out from the corner. The frightened Eldar warriors, who thought they were preparing to assassinate the lord, took out their star spears and aimed at the opposite side. Some warriors even used their bodies as cover to cover the lord's evacuation.

Black Watch appeared and unfurled a banner that read "Warmly welcome the Eldar allies to visit" and balls of streamers filled with colorful ribbons were thrown onto the heads of the elves who were waiting for the opportunity.

Cordelia, who was also startled, dismissed everyone and walked gracefully, following the human who served as the receptionist to the bridge.

Along the way, Cordelia was also observing that although Jacques praised Blackwatch very much, the words of clergymen who were obsessed with religion were often not credible.

Passing by the cafeteria of the Black Light, Cordelia saw a group of Space Marines, the main force of the human race, eating with smaller humans in casual clothes. Some of them even quarreled over food shares. They were such a rude and poor race, not as elegant as the Eldar.

Blackwatch, who likes cleanliness, cleaned every passage spotlessly and placed a few green plants there for decoration. She knew that human ships were often very dirty and the humans on them were like monkeys rolling in the mud. The neat Blacklight and its crew gave her a different feeling, which won Cordelia's favor. "It seems that the owner of Blackwatch also has basic elegance."

As the greeter stopped, the Eldar also came to the bridge and saw the master of the ship, the son of the Emperor, the Primarch of the Black Watch, the so-called Holy Father, sitting on the throne.

　Thanks to Liyue's Kuang Gong for the recommendation ticket. I wish you become a space warrior in another world...

(End of this chapter)