Although Mishan has an official fraud on the Holy Terra of Warhammer 40K, it may be even more true than the Supreme Lord.

However, Mi Shan would never really take this identity seriously, and then happily gathered with other supreme lords at the conference table and talked about a bunch of inexplicable waste of time.

For example, whether constipation medicine is prohibited by the whole nation but the Supreme Lords excluded these issues.

If one day the ministerial meeting of the People's Revolutionary League has nothing to do to discuss these things, then it is better to use the ancestral magic weapon called "Great Purgation".

This trick is not required for Mi Shanshu. They are all very skilled in all departments from the reorganization of one red flag to the other under the Hongqi Human Reform Federation.

Mishan, who was passing by the meeting place, found that these very funny Supreme Lords were not holding any meetings.

But I'm being forced to palace... I'll take it away, you group of supreme lords are too embarrassing.

Even if you guys have a little worse combat effectiveness than those of Mi Shan, it wouldn't be ashamed of being so embarrassing.

The one who forcibly condemned these supreme lords was a large judge of the Inquisition sitting on the mecha of the throne of the Trial.

Because Mi Shan once had the honor of seeing the other party’s chess pieces at the house of a very rich friend, and also watching the fan animation of this scene, he could recognize who the other party was.

"Grand Judge Feodor Karamazov?"

Mishan's opening caught the attention of the great judge. The great judge who controlled the throne of the trial and walked on the mecha turned around looked down at Mishan and asked:

"Who are you? What qualifications do you have to step into this sacred place!"

The second half of the sentence ends directly with a positive tone, which is very consistent with the style of shooting first and then convicting.

"This is Grand Duke Grandin, the Grand Judge Feodor, who has attended the meeting of the Supreme Lord." The kitten who escorted Mishan all the way said in a cold tone.

In these ten thousand years, kittens who have seen too many things in the court do have no good feelings for the court.

"Grandine? Grand Duke Grandin..." The explanation of the guards made the bald judge fall into thinking.

The person lying next to his throne was not sure whether it was the clerk or the entourage shouting in a sharp voice: "I remember, Feodor, it's that heretic family!"

"Quiet, Dominic, you don't need to remind me!" Grand Judge Fiodo warned to his entourage.

Mi Shan, looking at this scene calmly, wondered how the corpse king had made the official fraud.

The kitten standing beside Mi Shan also sighed slightly. In order to fake Mi Shan's identity as "Grandine Lord", he almost broke his legs.

Maybe I remembered the content of the kitten's fake. The tone of the tone of the Grand Judgment, who had just threatened other Supreme Leaders to break into the palace, was slightly relieved, to be precise, only a little bit.

From "you are guilty" to "you must be guilty" (a little subjective component is added to identifying objective facts)

Then he continued to condescend to express the so-called black information about the Grand Duke Grandin family, and hundreds of rooms had already been filled with in the court.

Seeing the other party's attitude of "be careful when you walk at night in the future", Mi Shan not only felt no fluctuations in her heart, but also wanted to laugh a little.

Because the black information filled with hundreds of rooms was all fake, and even the punctuation marks were fake, the corpse emperor personally guided the kitten how to make it old.

If it were just the Corpse Emperor who was accustomed to commit fraud, he would not have produced so much black information.

Maybe we can create a particularly glorious pioneering family.

The problem is that the evil gods of Chaos in the sub-space also heard about this and then made a fraud together.

A bunch of Grandin family members who were thrown into Chaos were created... In order to ensure that the information on Chaos had a certain degree of credibility.

The kitten had no choice but to get a bunch of fake information and stuffed it into the court's database while it was not paying attention.

Just because of Mi Shan's identity, he really opened his mouth and ran off his legs.

Recalling these sad past events, the kitten sighed and lowered his head. However, it was this action that made the Grand Judge Fedo think that Mishan was cowardly... or rather, he was shocked by his momentum and dared not look directly at his glory.

So this great judge who could be regarded as a gathering of all the evil aspects of human nature became arrogant.

It was almost like arresting Mi Shan to become a part of his merits.

As a result... Mi Lin took five Red Shining to remove his throne of judgment.

If Mi Shan hadn't stopped him, the great judge would have turned into several pieces with his "throne".

Afterwards, I sat on the toilet... Ah, I was sitting on the Golden Throne for 10,000 years and my body had already rotted into a mummy. In a very subtle tone, I asked Mi Shan, who was sitting directly opposite me and was just parallel to me:

"So, you already knew my plan?"

"Have you forgotten my settings?" Although Mi Shan was very satisfied with the arrangement of the other party who specially made such a parallel seat for him so that he would not have to look up at the corpse king.

However, even the life-saving pipes have the same shape, which still makes Mi Shan feel uncomfortable when sitting on the chair.

"I can stand at a higher position and watch every scene that happens over the long river of time. Your plan is something that has happened in my eyes."

"What's the result?" asked the Corpse Emperor.

"This is not like something you can say. I won't see a fake emperor, right?" Mi Shan joked.

"Although this plan is perfect, even I can't penetrate all the fog and make sure that there will be no problems in every link." said the Corpse Emperor.

"In fact, it is precisely because your plan is not only imperfect, but also terrible..." Mishan directly exposed the other party and said, "So it is completed. After 10,000 years of suffering, your people can finally usher in another hope."

"Oh..." The Warhammer 40K Emperor, whose whole body is no different from the corpse, let out an emperor-like sigh.

"Although it's awful..." Mishan said as she heard this sigh, "But this is a great plan."

“Seldom people want to have it again after getting rid of all their personal shortcomings.”

"I have seen the container you prepared for yourself, anger, irritable, savage, arrogant, conceited and despicable, and almost all the human defects that a person can accommodate."

"I must congratulate you in advance. You, who have become a god, will once again appear in the world as a human being."

"Only humans can lead humans toward the shining destiny that belongs to humans, not gods or saints." The Corpse Emperor accepted Mi Shan's congratulations and spoke.

"Yes, only "people" can do it, not the Holy Lord of the Gods." Mishan said: "So to celebrate, I have prepared a gift for you."

"Are those people?" The Corpse Emperor used a speech projector installed in his skull eye socket to project a picture in front of Mi Shan.

The scene in the picture is a holy place filled with various living devices like coffins. The one guarded by these "coffins" is Greenhill, who is kneeling on one knee and spreads six wings of light behind him.

Every time the wings of the light shaking, there are stars of holy light power falling on those survival devices, slowly penetrating into the human bodies in the survival device that are in a dying state.

"You will need them." Mishan nodded and said.

"..." The Corpse Emperor fell into silence.

This silence lasted for at least several minutes, Mishan said:

"At least you don't have to cry anymore..."

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Chapter completed!