Warhammer Inquisitor Chapter 226

  Chapter 226 Rise of the Primarch: Rise of the Grand Marshal

Vito's current movements are not very comfortable, I'm sure he should be very uncomfortable, because hanging upside down with his head facing down, leaning against the wall with his neck supporting his whole weight is probably not a very comfortable position, but fortunately, this and There are quite a lot of people who are upside down like him.

  Everyone on the docking deck of the trestle fell to the ground, and the Stormtroopers and Marines huddled together and cried bitterly. They were like sardine cans, and a large group of people crowded on the wall next to the gate.

   Colonel York and his men squeezed together, everyone complained, and Ragnar was the one who complained the loudest.

The young wolf master of the Space Wolves is stuck face down on the wall, his whole face is like white dough pressed on the panel, and this funny expression comes from Lancelot who is pressed on him, and Bearing Bell on top of the latter, the three Astartes huddled together like an arhat.

"Get off me, you Caliban orange cat and Macragge blue strawberry!" Ragnar cursed from below, Ragnar felt like a Terminator was being pressed on him, you know, the two What does it look like when a Space Marine in full power armor is on top of another.

Vito looked at them with his body upside down and smiled while looking at them from the angle of view. Loken was also thrown upside down by gravity and stuck to Vito's side. Both of them were hung upside down. A demigod and a superman hung upside down side by side. I need to find a camera to take this picture.

"I remember that we played similar operations back then, right?" Vito asked with his head on the floor, while Loken's head was on the other side, "Indeed, once Torgaden and I sailed to assault a It was the same when the green leather warship swooped down from above the cross-section of the battlefield, and more than a hundred Luna Wolf warriors were squeezed into canned sardines in the engine room."

   "And if I remember correctly, you planned that time." Loken said in a low voice, this was not because he did it on purpose from time to time, the guard was simply out of breath because he was wearing power armor upside down.

Vito laughed jokingly, and as the sailing angle of the Infinite Frontier returned to normal, he finally returned to his normal position, and as Vito slapped the ground, everyone was relieved from the plight of being huddled against the wall come out.

  Bell and Lancelot got up and looked at Ragnar who was lying on the ground. The latter wailed and lay on the ground and looked at the two, "Look at the fart, pull me up, my arm is numb from your pressure."

Lancelot and Bell looked at each other and smiled, then grabbed Ragnar's arm and pulled him up. There were many people around them repeating similar actions to pull up their comrades. Everyone complained after getting up. The way of sailing on the bridge.

   "Well, at least we managed to break through the encirclement. We escaped from the encirclement among dozens of Necromancer warships. I think there is no one like this before or since, everyone." Vito proudly said with his hands on his hips.

  Loken propped himself up on the ground and stood up. The burly blue armor stood so conspicuously on the deck that it almost immediately attracted everyone's attention.

  With their escape from the siege of the Necromancers, the enigmatic Astartes warrior is now drawing renewed attention, especially Captain Eisenstein of the Imperial Fists.

Company Commander Eisenstein, wearing a tall golden power armor, walked over. He was very tall and tall, half a head taller than Loken. Salute to both of them.

   "Judge, is the artifact still in your hand?" Eisenstein asked, and Vito smiled and took out the spinning necromancer artifact from the canvas pocket on his waist.

   Eisenstein looked at the intact artifact and nodded, "Very well, you are as wise and reliable as ever, Judge, the way you evacuated just now is impressive."

"Thanks to the company commander, and I have also found a magical use from that iron bastard's mouth, double harvest." Vito said with a smile looking at the artifact in his hand, but it was obvious that Dawn's son would not smile because of it. , honestly do they remember how to laugh? Vito laughed at someone who had never seen the Imperial Fists.

  Captain Eisenstein nodded, "As I said, your achievements are impressive, now can you please introduce this strange brother to us."

He looked at Loken and said, the remaining Astartes behind him surrounded him, they stood behind Captain Eisenstein and looked at Loken curiously, especially Ragnar who was not Concealing his curiosity, even to the point of being somewhat offensive like watching a monkey.

  Although Vito thinks that among these few people, he may be closer to the definition of "monkey", ah no, huskies may be more suitable.

Olaf stepped forward from Eisenstein, and the old wolf inserted the bolter into the holster with the mane decoration flying around his waist. Olaf, who was wearing a burly priest power armor, watched Loken raise an iron hand , "Forgive me brother, I don't know your battle group markings and livery, what battle group are you from?"

"Shadow Moon Wolf." Loken replied almost subconsciously. He subconsciously didn't have any precautions against his Astartes brothers. Still the same as yesterday.

Olaf looked at Eisenstein in bewilderment. The two veterans were still like this, especially the young man behind him. Ragnar showed his ignorance and confusion very frankly. He scratched his head and looked at To Lancelot, the latter shrugged his shoulders.

   But Bell, who was knowledgeable and talented among them, was obviously not like this. He stood there calmly and looked at Vito without saying a word. The latter was also thinking about this question without giving him cognition hints or orders.

  Eisenstein frowned slightly and turned his head to look back at Loken. He looked up and down the battle brother in front of him and thought hard, but he still couldn't find any clues in his memory.

   "Forgive our ignorance, brother, we have not heard of your Chapter, can you tell us who your genetic father is?"

After hearing this request, Loken was stunned. It wasn't because he was afraid that his father was a traitor, but because he couldn't tell the shameful fact. He felt ashamed for the honor of his legion, and he didn't want to say that A fact that shames all the Luna Wolves, but this action, in the eyes of the serious Eisenstein, is concealment.

The solemn captain of the Imperial Fist frowned, and subconsciously held down the bolt gun on his waist. This action surprised Olaf and tried to dissuade him, but the captain raised his hand to signal Olaf not to put one's oar in.

   Eisenstein watched as Loken put his finger on the trigger, "Brother, why are you silent? Is there something unspeakable?"

"I" Loken hesitated to speak, his expression was full of entanglement and pain, Eisenstein's suspicion became more and more serious, before the stubborn son of Dorne continued to question Vito, he spoke for Loken Yes, and he knew what that meant.

   "He is the son of Horus, and Horus is his father." Vito said softly, and the words exploded like a thunderbolt.

  Eisenstein drew his bolter and pointed it at Loken almost immediately, followed by Ragnar and Lancelot with their weapons aimed at Loken's head, and even Olaf subconsciously drew his gun.

  But the old wolf didn't point a gun at Loken in the entanglement, but it didn't matter, because besides that, there were three full bolt guns pointed at Loken's head, and there would not be only three soon.

"Colonel York! He's a traitor from Chaos!" Eisenstein shouted, and when he heard the word traitor and chaos, the colonel raised his gun reflexively, and all the stormtroopers and marines around him raised their guns and took aim. Loken, hundreds of laser guns, plasma guns, melta guns and large-caliber shotguns aimed at Loken in an instant.

Loken took a step back. He looked at the hostile brothers in front of him, but there was no resentment or anger in his eyes, but sadness and shame. Regrettably, he had no right to resent them. He was indeed the son of Horus. Genetic son of the Emperor's Man.

Loken heaved a long sigh and straightened his posture. He looked at Eisenstein in front of him and smiled bitterly, "Well, maybe you are indeed qualified to kill me. I didn't expect that I would be executed by my loyal brothers one day. .”

   "Eisenstein, put down your gun for me." Vito raised his head and said majestically, his sloppy look was gone, and now he is like a leader, a king and an unquestionable master.

"All of you, put your guns down." Vito snapped, and his words did apply to mortals. Colonel York and his men put down their guns, but the Astartes continued to aim at Luo with their guns up. Ken.

Eisenstein held the bolt pistol in his hand, behind him were the muzzles of Ragnar and Lancelot, the company commander looked at Vito and frowned suspiciously, "Why do you want to protect a traitor, Judge Wei Tom, you know better than us that traitors cannot be forgiven!"

"I know, but Loken is not a traitor, he is a loyalist, the last loyalist." Vito said without giving in, walking in front of Loken, standing between him and Eisenstein, with an unstoppable Doubtful eyes fixed on Eisenstein's eyes.

  The company commander frowned and hesitated slightly, but Ragnar behind him was as bold as ever, and he directly asked the question for the company commander.

   "Loyalists? Loyalists? What's that? I've never heard of Loyalists in the Traitor Legion."

   "No, there is indeed, and I told you Ragnar." It was not Vito who answered him, but Bell who was walking up, and he looked at Ragnar who looked confused.

"Captain Nathaniel Gallo of the Death Guard, Captain Saul Tarvitz of the Emperor's Children, and War Blacksmith Barabas Dantioch, they are all loyal to the Emperor despite the traitors Great brother." Bell explained, and Ragnar looked at him with a slight frown.

   "How do you know? You haven't experienced a major rebellion."

Bell sighed speechlessly, and looked at Ragnar in front of him, "Read books, Ragnar, I advised you, you should read more ancient books and documents, there are their records in the collection of the Macragge Library, I think Remember, I even told you."

"Ah? When? Why don't I know." Ragnar said in a dazed manner, with an expression like a huh, and Bell held his forehead speechlessly, "Because you were drinking mead when I was talking to you, you idiot , You didn't listen to a single word I said.”

Lancelot looked at Ragnar and couldn't help laughing, with a gloating hippie smile on his face, but Bell looked at Lancelot and frowned displeasedly, "Smile, you were drinking wine at the time, it's just a word I didn't even listen.” “Ah, here.”

   While Fenris Husky and Caliban Orange Cat were being lectured, Captain Eisenstein silently turned his head after hearing the key information. He still didn't put down his gun but looked into Loken's eyes.

Hundreds of years of fighting made him already know how to see Jean's heart through his eyes. He knew what the eyes of those traitors looked like, and he also knew what the eyes of loyalists looked like, and there was no doubt that Loken belonged to Jean's heart. the latter.

But he was still worried. The prudence of the Dornish heir prevented him from letting go of his guard so rashly. The company commander looked at Vito and asked seriously, "Even so, how can you be sure that he is not a traitor pretending to be a loyalist? He It's true that the armor of Abaddon's traitors is different, but we also know that Alpha is good at infiltration and good at camouflage."

Eisenstein's words immediately spread throughout the hall, causing everyone to regain their vigilance. The surrounding mortal warriors slowly pulled the trigger again and looked at Loken vigilantly. Ragnar and Lancelot also grasped the trigger again. The bolter kept an eye on Loken's every move, and could kill him on the spot almost at any time.

   "Why do you believe him so much, judge, do you know him? A man from ten thousand years ago." Eisenstein said, his words really made sense, a loyal veteran from ten thousand years ago suddenly returned? Or do you believe it's an alpha agent in disguise? I think most people lean towards the latter.

  Vito looked at them in silence, he was struggling, he knew what it would mean if he stood up, and now he knew what the second half of the prophecy Tralassin said meant.

   "And he will also connect with your destiny and bring the Lord of the Last to the empire. The gears of fate have thus broken the deadlock of ten thousand years."

   Now that he knew what that meant, either he backed down and let Loken be executed, or stood up to protect him, and it was all too obvious what that meant.

   "Old magic stick." Vito cursed in a low voice, Loken looked at Vito and sighed and pressed his shoulder, "You don't have to do this, my friend."

"No, this is the only way to go. Besides, I will never let my old friend go again." Vito said, the second half of the sentence was full of unspeakable sadness, but soon he straightened up. Looking at Eisenstein and Olaf, he has made a decision, it is time for the Marshal to come back.

   "I know him, I know he is a loyal person." Vito said calmly, but very seriously, Eisenstein and Olaf looked at each other and frowned, then looked at Vito together.

   "How long have you known each other?" Olaf asked, Vito smiled and turned to look at Loken with a smile, "Ten thousand years, a full ten thousand years."

  As soon as this remark came out, everyone was very surprised, but even more puzzled. The mortal soldiers looked at each other, and the sergeant approached the colonel with a laser gun and asked in a low voice.

   "Colonel, do you know what that means?" the sergeant asked, and Colonel York glanced at him and turned his head, "My lord, how would I know?"

  The Astartes were as surprised as the mortals. They looked at each other completely unaware of this. Eisenstein and Olaf exchanged glances on this matter, and then Olaf looked at Vito again and looked at him seriously.

   "I don't quite understand your words, judge, is what you just said a metaphor?"

   Facing Olaf's confusion, Vito laughed, and shook his head with his hands behind his back, "No, literally, Bell, tell them, tell them everything."

  Following Vito's words, everyone looked at Bell. The Ultramarine stood behind and nodded, then walked forward. He passed between his brothers and came to Vito's side to beckon him.

Bell was like the messenger who delivered the king's message in ancient legends, solemn and unquestionable, he looked at the brothers and mortal soldiers around him and said loudly, "Vito Constantine is not just a judge, he is It is the Supreme Marshal himself, who has never left us for thousands of years!"

   Everyone looked at each other in surprise, and even Eisenstein showed a shocked expression. He looked at Vito in front of him and couldn't hide his surprise and confusion.

  Bell continued to recite loudly the contents of the declaration that he had prepared for a long time. He had been preparing for this moment since he knew Vito's identity. In fact, he did a very good job, and even made Vito laugh.

  The marshal suppressed his laughter and looked at Bell. Looking at the envoy of the marshal who announced loudly, Bell raised his arms and looked at everyone like a devout believer and loyal soldier.

   "He is the Supreme Marshal himself! He is Vito Constantine. This is not a lie or a coincidence, but a sacred fact in the name of the Emperor!"

  People looked at Bell and Vito silently, everyone stopped discussing and communicating, and everyone looked at Vito with only shock and awe.

Olaf looked at Vito as if suddenly enlightened, he suddenly figured out many problems, why he lived so long without any life-extending transformation, why he knew so much knowledge and secrets, why he was so familiar with Bjorn, even to the end The degree to which the wolf and the wolf lord obeyed him, these questions that had troubled Olaf for many years suddenly all figured out.

   Yeah, Grand Marshal, if he was Grand Marshal then all of this would be explained, almost perfectly and properly explained.

Some of the mortal soldiers around were ready to kneel, and Lancelot was also about to kneel to pay tribute, but Eisenstein stopped him. The serious-looking company commander looked at Vito, who also looked at him. The gaze lasted for a moment.

   "If that's the case, prove it to us and prove that you are the Supreme Marshal." Eisenstein said, and Vito laughed and rubbed his wrist.

   "I know the father of the original body of all of you, and Eisenstein, you and Donne are really similar. You are equally suspicious and cautious, but you are also frank and will not cover up or deceive you."

   Vito said rubbing his wrist, his eyes began to flash with tiny electric light, "Very good, if you want to prove it, I will give it to you."

After saying that, Vito snapped his fingers, and with the crisp snapping sound accompanied by lightning, suddenly Vito's eyes completely turned into golden light, and a halo appeared behind his head with the joyful movement of lightning. The bright halo gradually formed little by little until it was fully formed behind Vito's head.

  Everyone stared wide-eyed at the halo, they all knew the halo, there was no Imperial person who didn't know the halo, it was exactly the same as the emperor's halo!

With the appearance of the halo, Vito's body instantly surged with a powerful force, and the powerful spiritual energy breath spread from him to every corner of the deck in an instant, and the halo guided him like a rising sun. With that power, everything around is shrouded in power.

Vito looked at them, his golden eyes looked at them, everyone knelt down following the vision of Vito's eyes, and the mortal soldiers around followed Colonel York and knelt down one after another. They asked the Supreme Marshal, that A figure who once existed only in mythology bows in homage.

  Olaf, Ragnar, and Lancelot also knelt immediately, and they no longer bowed their heads to pay tribute to Vito without any reason. Even Bell and Loken knelt on one knee on both sides of Vito after a while.

Vito looked at Eisenstein, who was the only one who hadn't knelt down before him, and his voice sounded like a sonic boom accompanied by the surge of spiritual power, "This is the proof you want, Eisenstein, how much?" Son of En, do you agree?"

  Vito's voice was like the Emperor himself, mighty, sublime, and sacred. Eisenstein looked at the face in front of the shining sun halo, and the face completely shrouded in the divine light looked like the Emperor himself had descended.

If the Sons of Dorne had anything but stubbornness, it was their candor when they realized their mistake. Captain Eisenstein knelt down almost without hesitation, and the proud Captain of the Imperial Fist bowed down to the Supreme Marshal. Kneel and salute.

"I, Eisenstein Batalov, the commander of the third company of the Imperial Fist salutes you. I have no right to ask for forgiveness for my offense, but I swear in the name of Dorne and the Emperor that from now on I will You will no longer be questioned, my lord high marshal."

Vito looked at Eisenstein and nodded. He looked around the crowd and raised his head. The bright sun shone on everyone in the universe. They were bathed in the shining golden light and reborn in the legendary Emperor Brother In the midst of the holy light.

Lilith and Cole also arrived late on the connecting deck, Cole was surprised by the golden light, and Lilith also looked at Vito with a smile after a moment of surprise, "Supreme Marshal, he is finally back gone."

  (end of this chapter)

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