Warhammer: From the Devouring C'tan Fragments

"For the sake of the Holy Emperor, destroy these damn invaders." A noble who believed in the Emperor stood on the platform with a fanatical look on his face and shouted loudly to the crowd that gathered around him.

"These hateful invaders wantonly slaughtered our compatriots, disrupted our quiet and peaceful life, and put us in the midst of war, preventing us from living a peaceful life. We must kill all these damn invaders."

The nobleman stood on the platform with an excited expression, giving a loud speech to the civilians below, completely forgetting that a few days ago he had led the coalition of nobles and fought against the soldiers under the governor, resulting in the deaths of countless civilians.

Now he has transformed himself into the representative of all the people on this planet who are speaking out for justice, calling on everyone to resist the attack of the Star Marines, appearing as majestic as the incarnation of an angel.

"Destroy these damn invaders! These damn devils burned, killed, and looted along the way. They even killed my elderly and kind parents at home. My parents didn't choose to resist the invaders, but just stayed quietly at home and were brutally murdered by these damn beasts. Woo woo woo woo."

After the noble finished speaking, a ragged young man in the audience began to sob and groan in front of the people around him, telling them about his tragic experience and the numerous crimes committed by the Space Marines after entering the city.

"Yes, these damn brutal invaders, after entering the city, slaughtered the people in the city, killing countless unarmed people.

I even saw them brutally murder a little girl who was blocking their way. Those tall, armored giants kicked the girl dozens of meters away, and her body fell heavily in front of me, scaring the crap out of me. Look, I still have that girl's blood on me.

Another man was also loudly telling his experience. He took off his clothes, pointed at the bloodstains on them and spoke loudly to everyone.

Everyone looked at the bloodstains on the clothes and started talking about it in fear.

"These invaders are truly cruel. They don't even consider the people of our world as their own. If they take over this world, will we still have a chance to survive?"

Someone in the crowd watching the scene couldn't help but ask, his words filled with sadness. He was trembling with fear at the "truth" spoken by everyone, and couldn't imagine how miserable his future life would be after the world was occupied by this group of brutal people.

"Yeah, what should we do in the future? These people are so cruel. We will definitely live a more miserable life in the future."

The crowd gathered together and kept discussing how they would survive in the future. They didn't listen to what the nobles had just said. These ordinary people had already seen through the true colors of these nobles.

We have all lived together in this world for so long, and the character of these nobles is obvious to all. Ordinary people like us usually live in hardship, and have nothing to do with these nobles. These nobles can easily increase taxes if they want, and we cannot have any objections, otherwise the lackeys under these noble lords will come out to kill people to establish their authority. In the end, these nobles even come out to make a hypocritical apology, and the matter is over.

Now that the interests of these noble lords have been damaged by the arrival of this group of outsiders, their positions have changed. They are now calling on ordinary people and nobles to resist the invaders together.

There are few fools left in World No. 1 who have survived the civil war. Those who are more naive have almost been consumed by the civil war.

"Let's go, let's go. I still have work to do. Otherwise, if the nobles fail to pay their taxes next month, I might use it to establish my authority."

A white-haired old man spoke in a trembling voice, turned around and walked towards the workshop. The old man was only 38 years old this year.

He should have been a healthy middle-aged man, but because of the toxic gas everywhere in the factory, he was turned into an old man in his twilight years. He only has a few days left to live.

But in order to let her children live a few more days, she had no choice but to continue working in the factory and endure the toxic gases that lingered all year round and eroded her body.

They have to pay heavy taxes to these noble lords every month, and the money left is only enough for the family of three to barely survive. If they don't go to work, the family of three will starve to death in this world next month.

"Alas, I have to continue working in the factories of these noble lords. I have no way to protect the safety of this world. No matter who rules us, it will still be the same. We can't survive."

Everyone sighed and shook their heads as they left and headed towards their respective factories.

"Untouchables, a bunch of damned untouchables, you have surrounded me here to watch a fool's show, now you are done watching the show and leave."

The noble standing on the high platform looked at the common people leaving one after another, his cheeks flushed red with anger, and he kept cursing.

"Master, I am guilty. I did not complete the task you assigned me."

After everyone left, the man who first came out to accuse the Star Marines of their crimes walked cautiously to the noble and knelt down with a plop. He lowered his head and kowtowed to the noble repeatedly to apologize.

Several other men mixed in the crowd also came over and knelt in front of the noble man, waiting for the punishment from the noble master. These men who went out to carry out the mission were all trained by the nobles since childhood, and their loyalty to the nobles was difficult to shake.

"Of course you guys deserve to die. I really want to shoot you all."

The nobleman cursed angrily and took out the pistol from his waist and pointed it at several people. Seeing that the nobleman had a gun pointed at their heads, these people did not dare to move at all. They could only kneel on the ground with their heads down and wait for the final result to come.

Although the noble lord wanted to kill all the people kneeling in front of him to relieve the anger in his heart, he still held back at the last moment. He had lost a large number of manpower in the last civil war. If he killed all these people now, there would not be many people to protect his safety.

"These damned untouchables, the invaders have already attacked this city, yet you still seem indifferent. At worst, I, your noble lord, will be kind and let you pay less tax." The noble lord looked at the civilians who had already left and couldn't help muttering to himself.

"If only that weird guy next to Viscount Kadir still existed, we wouldn't need nobles like us to win over these untouchables. With just a word, we could make them cannon fodder."