Warhammer Inquisitor Chapter 249

  Chapter 249 Rise of the Primarch: Prophecy about the future

The plasma propulsion of the Thunderhawk gunship ignited the dark night sky, and the heavy fighter raised its belly and landed slowly from the air on the special landing pad of the fortress. The hangar deck, the company commander who leads the soldiers to glory and victory will enter the fortress from here, and accept congratulations and cheers from the whole group in the triumphal hall leading to the fortress.

This is also the case today, and the size of the reception is larger than ever. Captain Calgar stands on the hangar deck. Behind him is a group of people who have just been withdrawn from the battlefield. warriors.

Everyone lined up neatly in front of the edge-shaped landing deck. They looked up at the blue Thunderhawk slowly falling. The rest of the fighter planes escorting it behind it roared and pulled up in front of the fortress. The bright thrusters The tail flame left strips of light in the air, and the blue Thunderhawk slowly landed on the deck.

The landing gear landed steadily amidst the roar, and the boarding cabin door slowly opened outwards, and as the cabin door painted with the logo of the battle group was stably lowered to the ground, the burly giant in the cabin door came out, he stood At the door of the cabin, he looked around at the soldiers of the war regiment in front of him.

Captain Calgar and all the soldiers looked at him silently. Everyone stood shoulder to shoulder. Every helmet was taken off and held under their armpits. Pairs of piercing eyes looked at him, watching The genetic father of all.

  Guilliman looked at them and smiled. He raised his power claws high, "The traitor is dead, and Macragge is victorious again!"

As Guilliman raised his arms and shouted, all the fighters cheered and jumped for joy. The Ultramarines raised their weapons and shouted to the sky. Bolt guns and chainswords were brandished together. Steel and steel continued to collide with each other. The thunderous cheers are so exhilarating.

Guilliman stepped off the Thunderhawk, and our proud Cato Sicarius was of course the first to catch up with the Primarch. He took the lead from everyone in the cabin and proudly followed behind the Primarch, and the rest of the soldiers followed. Only then came out of the cabin one after another.

The Ultramarines who survived the church assault followed the Primarch talking and laughing, and they accompanied them from afar. The warriors talked with each other, and soon arrived at the end of the long bridge on the tarmac, joining the Go to the celebration of the brothers.

Vito also walked out of the cabin. He was the last group to get out of the cabin. The Marshal stood on the deck and looked at the Ultramarines in the brightly lit hall in the distance. Hundreds of Ultramarines gathered in the Triumph Hall. People celebrated the victory together, and the laughter seemed to echo inside and outside the entire fortress.

Loken also got out of the cabin, and he stood behind Vito straddling his bolt gun. Loken looked at the celebrating soldiers with blurred eyes. The flickering lights in the hall were like fascinated stars. As if back in the past.

  But soon Loken shook his head and returned to reality, he sighed and looked at Vito in front of him, now only the two of them were left standing beside Thunderhawk.

"It's a pity that we didn't kill Erebus and let that traitor slip away." Loken sighed full of regret, and Vito nodded slightly to express his approval, but soon smiled with his hands in his arms. He looked at Loken behind him smiled.

"At least I caused him to be beaten badly enough, and his self-esteem was riddled with holes. That would hurt more than losing one of his hands." Vito laughed jokingly, waving his fingers in the air, "Before There is an old saying, that is what it means to kill people and punish their hearts, and I am sure he must be much more uncomfortable than us now."

Loken nodded approvingly, he also smiled and took off his helmet, his short blond hair fluttered in the refreshing breeze as the helmet was taken off, Loken looked at the soldiers celebrating in the distance and smiled, "We'll make him pay again next time, but for now we've won and that's enough."

"Go celebrate with the boys, you need to relax after a big fight." Vito patted his armor and said, Loken looked forward hesitantly, he looked at the Ultramarines who were celebrating and Space Wolves, yes, how could the Wolves miss this chance to party after the war?

"I'm worried that I'm not their brother. My brothers in the warband died and were punished. I don't have any brothers with whom I can drink and celebrate victory and glory." Although Loken said so, his face Still with a sincere smile, he watched the young people smile sincerely.

Vito also patted his leg armor with a smile. He pointed to Ragnar in the distance. Ragnar was boasting among the young warriors. oversized mug to the Wolves and Ultramarines teens around him, and it looks like he's popular.

  The young soldiers laughed and drank around him, and the brothers from different regiments chatted happily without any grievances at all.

  "They are your brothers, go and drink with them to celebrate the victory, but don't be fooled by Ragnar to compete and drink, only those who have been shot in the brain will go to compete and drink with the wolves."

"But how do I remember that you once competed with Russ? And I vaguely remember that you won, Vito." Loken said with a smile, and Vito turned his head and smiled softly. He put his arms in his arms, "because I'm a Slav, so go ahead and celebrate."

"You too, Vito, tonight's glory also belongs to you." Loken held Vito's shoulder and said, the latter parted after each other smiled, Loken got up and walked to the banquet hall in the distance, and A figure, a figure in priestly robes, came from the brightly lit triumphal hall.

   Loken passed him by. The two nodded to each other and then walked in different directions. Vito looked at the guy who was walking with his hands on his hips jokingly, "Can't you drink the wine of the Empire?"

"Indeed, it's too spicy." Adalad said with a smile. He walked up to Vito, and Vito also patted him on the shoulder with a smile. The wind blew across their cheeks, and the strands of hair were blown from their faces.

   Both of them laughed at each other, and the laughter was not inferior to the carnival in the banquet hall.

"I need all the formations, arming and rosters of the Chapter and the Imperial Armed Forces." Guilliman said as he walked around the hall, nodding to the celebrating warriors around him from time to time, responding to their piety to him. tribute.

   But at the same time, Guilliman never forgot his responsibilities. He knew that many things must have changed after he had slept for ten thousand years. He had to figure out the current situation of the Empire's military power in the shortest possible time.

Calgar followed behind Guilliman. The chapter master in Terminator power armor was very burly, but even so, he was a little shorter than the primarch after all. This caused Calgar, who had always been the focus of the chapter, to become a A supporting role, but of course, Calgar didn't care about such a small thing.

On the other hand, Sicarius is very keen to show everyone that he has fought side by side with the Primarch. He wears the blood-stained power armor and follows Guilliman, and he can use the power sword and the bolt gun very well. He didn't put it back to the standby position, as if he was afraid that others would not know that he had fought with the Primarch.

"I will arrange everything for you as soon as possible, Lord Guilliman, but you have been asleep for thousands of years, and I am afraid that many things about the empire can be told in a few words from time to time." Calgar said beside Guilliman, the Primarch is very Heeding the opinion of the Chapter Master, he could slow down and bring himself closer to Calgar.

And this immediately aroused the vigilance of Sicarius, and the proud second company commander also slowed down to keep pace with the Primarch, "Yes, my lord, the history of the empire may be written to fill an entire cargo hold. .”

Guilliman smiled and nodded to Sicarius, he looked at the lively soldiers around him, "Don't worry about this, I believe Vito will explain everything to me, you have prepared the information on the military power of the empire for me That's it, I'm sure it won't be too complicated."

   Calgar nodded, Guilliman also smiled with satisfaction after seeing this, he walked out of the noisy main body of the celebration hall to a secluded corner, Calgar and Sicarius also stopped by the colonnade along with the Primarch.

Guilliman looked at Calgar and raised his head slightly. The latter remained serious as always and waited for the order, "As soon as possible, count the casualties of the battle group and civilians, clean up the ruins and start rebuilding. The people bring ruin and death."

"Yes, Lord Guilliman." Calgar nodded solemnly, he glanced at Sicarius next to him and said again, "My lord, the company commander of the battle group, the think tank and the Macragge Consul Council Everyone thinks that you will be re-crowned and become the Lord of Ultramar, which will greatly boost the morale of the five hundred worlds, and I believe it will also boost the entire empire."

"Yes, my lord, there must be a victory parade. We will announce your return to the world. What an exciting news the return of a Primarch is." Sicarius immediately interjected, smiling proudly. , it seemed that he didn't care at all whether it seemed impolite to interrupt him like this.

But he was lucky, Guilliman was not Dorne, the emperor's thirteenth son smiled slightly and looked at the two people in front of him, "I agree, but not now, our top priority now is to reorganize the defense and administrative systems, The issue of coronation can be put behind all this."

Guilliman clenched the power fist of the Juggernaut's Hand, and he looked at the two warriors in front of him and said, "Chaotic stragglers are still wandering in Ultramar, we need to organize the fleets of each battle group to act in unison immediately. I hereby issue another order."

   Calgar immediately stood at attention when he heard the order. He was ready to execute any order given by the Primarch, even if he was asked to die, he would do so without hesitation.

   "I order that all Ultramarine sub-groups can be commanded and controlled by me. I will contact the chapter masters of each sub-group to come to Macragge. I will meet with them to discuss this issue."

"Of order, my lord, I will immediately order the Astropaths to inform all sub-groups." Calgar said sonorously, Guilliman looked at the chapter leader in front of him with satisfaction, and from the corner of his vision, he noticed that there was an explosion from under the colonnade at the edge of the banquet hall. Evelyn who came, she walked gracefully with that sharp blade.

  Guilliman lowered his eyes and patted Calga's shoulder, "Go, I will stay alone for a while."

Calgar faithfully carried out the order. After saluting Guilliman, he walked out of the colonnade. Sicarius, who was beside him, turned around and looked at Evelyn who was approaching. The second company commander frowned subconsciously and held He grabbed the hilt of the sword, but just as he held the sword, Guilliman grabbed his shoulder.

  Guilliman shook his head at him, and the Second Company Commander looked at the Primarch in confusion, "Let me be alone with her for a while, if you agree, Second Company Commander."

Sicarius immediately let go of the hilt of his sword and nodded respectfully to the Primarch, he took a few steps back, "Of course my lord, if necessary, I will be nearby." "I am very grateful for this, company commander, please go to celebrate now '” “Yes, my lord.”

  Sicarius walked out of the colonnade, Guilliman lowered his head to look at Ephraine who was walking in front of him, and the latter also slightly raised his head to look at Guilliman in front of him.

The flickering lights in the banquet hall shone in through the gaps between the Roman colonnades. The flashing lights shone on the faces of the two, and the dots of light shone like pieces of fragments on their bodies, shining on the blue power armor and silver long hair. superior.

   "It was a good fight, and the resolution was faster than I expected." Evelyn spoke first to break the embarrassment of the silence. She looked at Guilliman with a smile, and the latter also responded kindly.

"Do my best miss, I don't know your name yet, please forgive me for not having time to let us know each other before." Guilliman said with a smile, and Evelyn also smiled with one hand on her hip, and she put her hand on her Chest looked up at Guilliman.

"Evelyn, my full name is very long and awkward, so just call me Evelyn." "Then please call me Roboute, I believe you know me better than I do." yours."

   Evelyn jokingly smiled, and she looked at the tall and kind giant in front of her with her hands in her arms. The smile on his face didn't have a hint of majesty or unattainability.

   "Thank you for waking me up. Vito has already told me something about you and the Death God Army. Although I believe we don't know enough, please accept my thanks."

Guilliman nodded politely, while Ephrenee leaned against the wall with her hands in her arms, and the fragmented light shone on her face. The blurred light made her look so beautiful, especially from the perspective of Guilliman. Even more so from the perspective of the past.

"I believe that we will have many opportunities to get to know each other in the future. After all, our two races will officially cooperate." Evelyn said, Guilliman looked at her profile and nodded, he turned to look at The cheery singing and chatting of those soldiers who were celebrating could be heard endlessly.

   "I heard it. Vito told me that you have united some arks. It's amazing. Evelyn, the Ark Eldar, the Dark Eldar and the Harlequin are united under the same banner. You are an extraordinary leader."

"Okay, don't flatter me, the rest of the Ark haven't agreed to my position yet, even now in the Death God Army, there are still many people who say they obey me, but they don't think so in their hearts, you know Yes, Eldar, how can our pride make us obey others?"

Evelyn laughed at herself and waved her hands, while Guilliman smiled, "Whether it was ten thousand years ago or ten thousand years later, I believe you are also the first to cooperate with humans and awaken the soul of a Primarch." Clan, we have already set a precedent in history, and I believe you can do more incredible miracles."

Evelyn burst out laughing, she looked up at the blue giant on the side, "You too, the current human empire is not like yours, high lord, the governors and generals of each star area will not be so determined obey you."

Guilliman also smiled jokingly. He put his hands behind his back and nodded slightly, "I was first found by the Emperor, and it was the same when the Thirteenth Legion was handed over to me. I need my own respect and obedience from people and others. It's not new to me, and I'm sure it's not new to you either.”

Evelyn and Guilliman looked at each other and smiled. She got up and raised her hand to look at Guilliman's armor belly. She turned and walked to the far end of the colonnade, "It took me a lot of effort to resurrect you, Don't make me do it again."

  She turned her head to look at Guilliman and blinked in the corridor, "I'm looking forward to your performance, don't let me down."

   "I'll do my best." Guilliman smiled and looked at her back, who turned her head and walked towards the far end of the colonnade with a smile, her mouth wagging towards the distance.

   "Goodbye, Luo Bao, don't die, see you next time."

   "Goodbye, Evelyn, see you next time."

  Guilliman watched her figure disappear at the end of the corridor. The tall Primarch stood between the colonnades and sighed. He turned his head and looked at the starry sky outside the glass window.

  The stars were as beautiful as when I saw them back then, before the Emperor found him, when he sat on his father Connor Guilliman's lap and looked at them.

Vito also looked at the starry sky, and the stars were the same as when he first came here. Every time he looked up at the starry sky above his head, he couldn't get tired of seeing it. time.

Edalard also stood beside him and looked at the stars. The two stood side by side and were bathed in the starlight. Vito looked at the brightest star, which was the bright starlight projected from the psychic interface. The blazing light from the Astronomican of Terra shone upon that starry sky.

   "Congratulations to you too, both of our races have found their own guides." Vito said with a smile, and Adalad also smiled and nodded. He moved his eyes away from the starry sky with his hands behind his back.

"We have all found our future, my dear friend, the dawn will always come after the long night." As Edalad said, Vito turned to look at him with a smile on his face, and he joked with one hand on his hip looking at him.

   "What about your prophecy? What should we do next?" "No, Vito, the prophecy is over."

   Adalad said with a smile, and Vito looked at him with a smirk, "The prophecy is over? I didn't see the universe explode. Are you sure you haven't missed anything?"

The Great Prophet smiled softly. He smiled happily. He had never laughed so happily and sincerely in ten thousand years. The Prophet shook his head and looked at the dark land of Macragge in the distance. From that land the Milky Way raised its curtain.

  "My prophecy is over, and I am no longer a prophet. From now on, Vito, do what you and I think are right. Destiny has returned to our own hands."

  Eldalard smiled with his hands behind his back, he sighed lightly and smiled, "I saw a light at the end of the prophecy. I don't know what it is, but I believe it is a good sign."

  Vito also smiled, and he sighed with his hands behind his back, "What about now? What are you going to do? What will Adalad, who is not a prophet, do?"

"I will continue to help my people. Although I no longer exist as a prophet, I will continue to use my strength to serve my people. I will help Evelyn. I believe that girl will create a new history for us .”

   As he spoke, Edalad lowered his head and looked at Vito. He looked at Vito who was gradually moving to the side. He was walking unconsciously but his eyes were always on the Milky Way.

  Edalard looked at Vito, at the walking old friend in front of him, "What will you do again? My friend, will you help Guilliman unify the galaxy? Just like your dream back then."

Vito walked, his silver studded boots clattered on the ground, his black eyes reflected thousands of stars, "Yes, I will help him, just like you will help Ephraine, I also look forward to this What a child can achieve."

"Then your duty, will you fulfill your duty this time? As a sword-bearer, fulfill your duty to Guilliman when that moment comes." Aidarad asked softly, the question seemed so serious Out of season, but so just right.

Vito stopped in his tracks. He looked at the hall in the distance, where the figures of the soldiers kept flickering. They held glasses to drink and sang songs of victory, as if this was the happiest moment in the galaxy. Even Vito Tor will also be infected by their warm atmosphere.

Edalad stood behind him and looked at him silently. He saw Vito's hand on the scabbard. Vito looked at the soldiers, "I will fulfill my mission, whether it is the Supreme Marshal's, Still the sword bearer."

  The Great Prophet nodded, and he walked silently behind Vito, who also turned to face his old friend for thousands of years, and Edalad raised his hand and pressed Vito's shoulder.

"Evelyn and I are leaving, we have done everything we have to do, and now our mission will call us, but we will meet in the future, my old friend, the fate of our two races has long been intertwined."

Adalad looked at Vito and smiled, he raised his head slightly, "But remember, my old friend, if you need any help from me, come to me, I will do my best to help you, No matter what the outcome is."

Vito looked at Edalad in front of him and raised his hand to hold his shoulders. The two looked at each other at close range. Vito laughed and said in Eldar, "Me too, don't die, old **** stick."

"You too, old bastard." Adalad responded to him with a smile in Gothic. Both of them laughed and hugged each other. The spirit race and humans may be the two oldest guardians who hug each other today. They have walked together for a long time, and in the future, I think they will continue to walk together, just like two civilizations.

After a while, they parted. Eldallard walked to the banquet hall in the distance. Vito stood there and watched him. The Supreme Marshal raised his head to look at the stars, and his peripheral vision made him notice the top of the fortress. He sighed and put his hands behind his back.

   "It's time to tell him the truth about the current empire, I hope his heart can bear it."

   "After all, he has two hearts. If one is blown up, the other will be carried on his back. But if both are blown up together, well, only the Emperor will bless him."

   The High Marshal looked at the tower of Guilliman's study on the top of the fortress and smiled wryly. How should I put it, I wish Lord Guilliman good health.

  (end of this chapter)

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