Warhammer Inquisitor Chapter 270

  Chapter 270 Rise of the Primarch: Separate

Today is undoubtedly a day of joy and celebration. For tens of millions of years, Macragge has not been as lively as it is today. The whole city is silent in the warm atmosphere of Guilliman's coronation. The patriotic flags, colorful streamers and flower petals sprinkled the streets and alleys.

All the factories and shops that were busy in the past are closed and closed. The workers, citizens and soldiers who are not on duty are celebrating happily everywhere. All the taverns in the city are full of people. People drink happily in them, and the laughter echoes in the glory every corner of the city.

Those laughs were also naturally passed to the fortress in the center of the city. The towering walls and ravines could not stop the warm atmosphere. Laughter, singing and cheers all climbed up the city wall. There is no dispute today at the top of the towering city wall. The protagonist listens to those voices, to the songs and sentences about his own good name and praise.

Some of them are vulgar or elegant, but without exception, they all express their blessings to Guilliman himself. This should be a pleasant and joyful thing, and he should be happy, but Guilliman No, he didn't feel any emotional changes of joy and contentment, but emptiness and doubt.

He stood on the balcony of the banquet hall, and behind him were the dignitaries of Ultramar who were singing and dancing, and the high-ranking commanders of various battle groups were also drinking happily. Everything was exciting and joyful, but only Guilliman felt nothing that could be called pleasant.

Guilliman looked at the brightly lit city below, and the streets and alleys were full of celebrating crowds. He looked at those smiling faces and listened to their celebratory sounds from above, but Fulgrim's words always echoed in his mind. Those words flashed past what he had seen of Terra's fall.

"What's the matter? Have you finally had enough of the sycophants inside? Your Majesty the Regent?" Vito said as he walked into the balcony from behind, Guilliman turned to look at Vito who pushed open the glass door, and as he opened the door, the hall The hustle and bustle of the atmosphere seeped out briefly, but was quickly stuffed back as he closed the door.

Guilliman leaned on the balcony railing and sighed. His eyes looked at the city below. There was indeed no trace of relaxation and comfort in his expression, but a sense of urgency and crisis as if he was facing an enemy. All out of place.

"Part of it is, I've had enough of their flattery, but... it's also because I can't calm down." "This banquet is for you, but the protagonist is full of worries, hmph, it really has the characteristics of an empire. "

Vito said and walked to Guilliman with a goblet in his hand. The two guardians who had gone through thousands of years looked at the city below. Macragge survived the crisis, and its people They were rescued, but both Guilliman and Vito knew that on the other side of the galaxy, another planet thousands of miles away was in critical condition.

Not just that planet, but the entire empire is on the edge of the abyss. Guilliman once flashed a picture of the broken Terra, he leaned on the armrest and raised his hand to cover his face. He was silent for a long time, and only put his hand down after he calmed down.

   "Fulgrim told me that Terra is under siege, just as it was during the Horus Heresy, and in every sense of the word, even that we've been pinned to Macragge for too long."

Guilliman said, he said annoyedly, he was almost delayed in rushing to help Terra because of his Second Empire, when he arrived, it was too late, the Emperor sat on the Golden Throne, and the Empire entered He has lived a long dark night, until now he thinks it is his fault, and all the **** reality of the empire now is because of his selfish actions at that time.

If he could have led the Ultramarines to Terra in spite of everything at that time, killed half of the galaxy with the Dark Angels and Blood Angels, and arrived under the walls of Terra, perhaps the Emperor would not have sat on the throne, and neither would the Empire. As it is now, he, Sanguinius, might not die.

Guilliman sighed, he sighed with shame and remorse, he took off the laurel crown on his head and put it on the armrest, "I swore I would never leave Terra alone again, I would never I have failed the Emperor because of my own desires, but, Vito, I have failed him again."

   "No, Big Blueberry, it's too late and it's too late." Vito said as he held down Guilliman's arm in power armor. The latter looked up at Vito and still blamed himself very much. He lowered his head again and sighed softly.

   "How do you know? Maybe Terra has fallen and the Emperor is dead, and all that is because of my stubbornness to defend Macragge first."

"No, he's not dead yet. If that old **** dies, the galaxy will be turned upside down, half of the subspace and the physical universe will have to blow up a big hole, but I don't see the starry sky above my head blown into a truck. Potato chips."

Vito looked at the starry sky above his head and said, his eyes looked at the brightest star among them, that star shone like a lighthouse in the dark night sky, it was created by a powerful force after breaking through the subspace and the dark galaxy. The shining light projected, the psychic light that I am very familiar with, the shining psychic torch that has been shining for thousands of years.

"The astronomical torch is still burning, which means that old **** is still alive." Vito smiled at the corner of his mouth, and then shrugged helplessly, "Besides, if he died so easily, there is no need for Helena to finally tell I, Taila, are being besieged, and that girl is waiting to see a good show, which means that the overall situation has not come to an end."

  Guilliman frowned slightly. He looked at Vito with some confusion. The King of Five Hundred Worlds stood up slightly and looked at Vito beside him, "Helena? Listen to your tone, is she very familiar with you?"

   "She's my daughter." "What?"

   Guilliman exclaimed, Vito looked at his surprised expression quite satisfied, very well, it was just as he expected, and even better.

  Vito put his hands behind his back and laughed, he waved his hands casually, "Don't make a fuss, a lot of things happened when you were asleep."

   "No, she is not an ordinary girl. It is impossible for you and the emperor's descendants to be born to mortals, or even intelligent life in the galaxy. No such powerful mother can live. Bear the birth of that child."

   Guilliman said seriously, and he officially turned to face Vito and frowned. He is a smart man, he is even one of the smartest people in this universe. Vito knew he couldn't fool him, so he didn't intend to lie.

"Is he your daughter, Vito." Guilliman really asked the expected question. Vito looked at the thousands of lights in Macragge and took a sip of wine very calmly. He spoke only at last, and Guilliman waited.

   "Lilith and I's daughter." As soon as Vito said this, Guilliman's suspicions were confirmed. He looked at Vito's side and pressed an iron fist on the armrest.

   "Vito, that woman is Slaanesh's sister, you." "Don't worry, I didn't betray the Empire and the Emperor. She hasn't tried it since she tried it 10,000 years ago, so you can rest assured."

Vito said indifferently, he didn't even look into Guilliman's eyes, he kept looking at the lights of thousands of houses below, with a calm and calm expression, "She walked with me for ten thousand years, yes, she, still Our daughter does cause trouble for the empire from time to time, but believe me, Robert, compared to the bad things humans do, the trouble they cause is better than nothing."

  "Vito." "I don't want you to listen to your criticism of my love life, Robert, and I won't listen, so save yourself, there are still many things you need to think about how to do."

Vito put his hands behind his back and looked at the fleet in low-Earth orbit above his head. Sure enough, as he guessed, the sudden departure of Space Wolves and Dark Angels was not without reason. Judging from the fleet fuel ships that have just completed their replenishment at Star Port and are leaving, they are preparing to leave Macragge.

  Guilliman also looked at the two battle group fleets above his head. Most of the ships of the huge expedition fleet had left the low-earth orbit and were heading to the open space of the far-earth orbit to prepare for the jump.

"What attracted the wolves and the lions away." "And I guess, it must not be a good thing." Guilliman and Vito said each sentence back and forth, like two double-reed performers, in a certain sense In fact, they are indeed entertainers, and the art of war is also art.

Guilliman propped his hands on the balcony. He was thinking about many things and looked at the streets below where people came and went. Fireworks were ignited from the streets, and the soaring firecrackers shot into the sky and exploded into colorful sparks. All kinds of brilliant sparks rose up, and they exploded in the air, replacing the dark sky with bright colors.

Vito watched the fireworks with him. In the brilliant sparks, battleships were going away. Vito knew that he didn't need to urge Guilliman. He knew that everything must have an idea now, and this one had to The one who decides is him, who has just been re-crowned as the Regent of the Empire.

Guilliman looked at one of the firecrackers that soared high into the sky like a rocket. The firecracker bloomed at a position far above all the fireworks, which also made it the most splendid of all the fireworks. the flower, and suddenly, Guilliman understood something from the firework.

"Vito." Guilliman said, turning his head suddenly to look at Vito. The latter stood aside and looked at him indifferently with his hands behind his back. Guilliman was still lying on the balcony, and the explosion of fireworks illuminated his eyes. Half of his face also lit up the laurel wreath in his hand.

   "Lilith is the sister of Slaanesh, the queen of the subspace. She can open up the subspace channel for you, can't she? She can guide you safely through the subspace storm. You must have done the same thing in the past ten thousand years."

  Vito looked at Guilliman as if he knew what he meant. Vito took a deep breath and nodded, "You want me to contact Lilith and ask her to open a passage through the storm for me to go to Terra."

"That's right, Lilith will help you with this favor. You are the first to go to Terra to help the Throne World and take over all of Terra's defenses. When Dorne is away, the entire Terra will listen to you. I want you to rush to Terra to stabilize the world." To control the situation, we must keep the palace before I lead the main force to arrive."

While speaking, Guilliman stood up, and he stood sideways in front of Vito. He looked at the seemingly inconspicuous man in front of him, but he was very clear that the man in front of him named Vito Constantine Definitely one of the most reliable and strongest people in the entire universe, now only he can keep Terra.

   Besides, Guilliman can be sure, and Vito himself knows that he just stood there without any rebuttal, as if he was waiting for the order to be finished.

"You take the Infinite Frontier and ask Captain Cole to drive to Terra. It will be more stealthy for you to break into the encirclement with a single ship, and it will be difficult to be discovered by Chaos. However, you alone can support ten battle groups, or even more, Vito, He needs you, the Emperor needs you."

  Vito looked into Guilliman's eyes and sighed. He nodded slightly and turned away with his hands behind his back. He walked to the glass door and pressed the door handle, and then he was stopped by the big guy behind him.

   "Vito." Guilliman said softly. The voice was not that of a monarch or a leader, but that of a friend. Vito stood in front of the door and turned his head slightly to look at Guilliman.

   "Don't hang up before I arrive." Guilliman said with that smile, and Vito also smiled and waved his hand and opened the glass door. The noise in the hall once again spread to the range of the balcony.

"You too, Big Blueberry, don't die on the way to Terra. Is there anything else you need to tell me?" Vito stood in front of the door and looked at the giant on the balcony. Lifting the laurel wreath on the balcony railing, the King of Five Hundred Worlds raised his head and looked at Vito at the door.

   "Take Kaul, send him to Mars, and tell him that the Primordial Casting plan will start immediately, and I will see the first batch of warriors when I arrive in Terra."

  Vito bowed his knees and twirled his arms gracefully a few times, bowing to Guilliman politely, "Obey, Your Majesty." "You don't come here."

Guilliman finally swept away the gloomy mood since tonight. He felt a sense of peace of mind when he saw the back of Vito waving his hands away. Guilliman turned to look at the starry sky. He took a deep breath and put on the Laurel, "This time, everything will be different."

"Okay, guys, it's time for us to set sail for the next **** place." Vito said as he walked down the long steps in front of the gate of Hera Fortress. Cole, who was sitting and standing at the end of the stairs, and the space warriors They looked up at Vito.

  Cole looked at Vito who was walking away from him, his eyes moved down following him, "Where are you going? From your tone, it doesn't seem like a good place."

"Didn't you keep saying that you wanted to visit Terra? Now is your chance. Maybe you can take a photo in front of the Emperor this time." Vito smiled and jumped down the last step. Cole stood up in surprise, and Eisenstein, who was standing beside him, frowned and looked at Vito below.

Vito looked at the commander of the Imperial Fist and nodded slightly. He put his hands behind his back and looked at him, "That's right, Eisenstein, Terra is at stake. The traitors want to break into the city walls and conquer Terra. It's time for them to Look at the fists of the Ironguard on Terra, the iron fists of the sons of Dorne."

Eisenstein didn't say a word, but he already expressed his opinion with his clenched iron fist. Vito nodded to the company commander and Olaf walked up. He and Ragnar got up from the stairs on one side and walked over. Tor looked at the solemn, but very serious old wolf who turned to face him.

"Well, I thought you had already left." "We are indeed going to leave, but we are going to say goodbye to you first." "Ha, then you have to hurry up, your fleet is about to leave port, and the last ship will not Waiting too long for you."

  The old wolf Olaf and Vito looked at each other, and the rune priest nodded apologetically to Vito, "I'm sorry, Marshal, we can't go to Terra with you."

"What's the trouble?" Vito asked with his hands in his arms, earnestly but without any sense of tension. He was very calm, which made Olaf feel a lot easier, although what he wanted to say couldn't be called what at all. easy.

"Commander Warwick's astropathic received an astronomical message from Fenris. The content of that astrologer is full of danger and destruction. The Thousand Sons are preparing to siege Langfang Castle. They have broken through the outer defenses of the galaxy. , are on their way to Fenris, and there are even rumors that their daemon Primarch, Magnus the One-Eyed, is present."

   "The situation is very serious. Fenris is at stake. Wolf Lord Logan ordered all companies and hunting packs to return to the Wolffang Fortress to prepare for the final doomsday battle. Company Commander Warwick has also received orders and is preparing for an emergency departure."

"And you and Ragnar decided to answer the call of the battle group and the battle horn of the wolves." Vito said, Olaf nodded, and Ragnar walked behind him. The young wild wolf clenched its fists, Its grip crackled the snare joints of the power armor.

  He bared his fangs and slapped his breastplate, "War is calling, Vito, the wolves are calling for our return, and we will not leave our brothers alone."

   "Please allow me, Marshal, we cannot turn a deaf ear to the call of the wargroup and the home world." Olaf looked at Vito and said, the latter smiled and nodded to the old wolf and Olaf.

   "You don't need to apologize, and you don't need to ask for my permission. Your warband needs you. All I can do is wish you two all the best."

"No, maybe three friends." Vito smiled and turned his head to look at Lancelot who came down the steps. The Caliban knight has completely changed into the livery of the Dark Angel, and the black armor has changed again. It became dark green, and the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Lancelot walked behind Vito and performed a knight salute. He buried his head, and a young but firm voice came out of his mouth, "I have also been summoned, Marshal, the Knights summon all knights outside Return to the Warband, not only me, but all the Sons of Caliban in the Deathwatch are called to return to the Warband."

   "I want to apologize to you, but, at this moment, in these dark times, I cannot abandon my duty and my loyalty to the Lion and the Chapter."

Vito reached out and patted Lancelot's leg armor, he nodded affirmatively, looked at the young knight's raised eyes, "No, that's right, why do you need to apologize? Each of you has your own arduous mission and waiting It won't be any easier than the one I'm facing."

Vito said and looked at Olaf and Ragnar again, with a smile of understanding and blessing on his face, "So, I wish you good luck, brothers, I hope you will win the battle, and you will be able to win against any enemy of the emperor. victory."

Olaf gratefully stepped forward and reached out to shake hands with Vito. Although the action of shaking hands with mortals seemed strange, he almost held Vito's entire arm, but this did not affect the friendship between the two parties. And a tribute to Vito.

"I wish you all the best, Marshal. I believe we will meet again in the future." Olaf said and let go of his hand, and then replaced Ragnar and shook hands with Vito. Vito looked at him and grinned. Ragnar, the young wolf cub smiled very boldly, and patted his chest with the other hand.

"We'll kill those bastards, and when it's over, we'll come back to you, don't hang up before then." Ragnar let go, and Vito patted the back of his hand before he retracted, Pointing at his face with a smile, "You should not die, you little huh."

Ragnar giggled and put his hands on his hips, Vito turned around and shook hands with Lancelot, he nodded to the Caliban knight, "You too, Caliban orange cat, don't hang up, I guess there is still There are many things that will need you." "Naturally, Marshal, I swore to follow you. This is the knight's oath. When all the dust settles, I will return to the team."

   "I know, I wish you good luck, but please remember, don't mention the word fallen angel in the battle group, especially Asmodai, I believe you won't like his inquiry room."

"I know, I will remember." Lancelot said and let go of Vito's hand, and the three of them hugged and bid farewell to Eisenstein, Bell and Loken, and of course, our science Captain Er, although he probably couldn't stand Ragnar just taking the bear hug that could break the spine of a mortal, but his smile seemed quite sincere.

  The three of them left, and they walked away along the avenue between the high walls of the fortress. They would return to the warships to which their respective chapters belonged, and go to different, but destined to be glorious and heroic battlefields in the name of the Emperor.

Vito saw Ragnar still waving from a distance, he also smiled and waved goodbye in his direction, and then looked at the three space fighters behind him, "Okay guys, is anyone else leaving too? ? Bell? Do you want to stay? Stay with your Primarch."

"No, Lord Guilliman doesn't need my help. Captain Calgar and Mikael can assist him very well, especially Sicarius. He has already proclaimed himself the guard of the Primarch. He can't wait to I'll go now."

  Vito and Loken laughed after hearing this, and even the unsmiling Eisenstein couldn't help laughing. Vito rubbed his chin, and looked at Eisenstein and Loken with his hands on his hips.

  Naturally, the two held down their weapons and silently gave their own answers. Vito smiled with satisfaction and looked at Cole who was walking down the stairs, then turned around and looked up at the end of the fortress.

   "Let's go, oh yes, call Kaul and tell Omega that he is in charge of receiving his colleagues. I believe they will get along very well."

"Come on guys, a big battle is waiting for us." As he said, Vito waved his hand and walked to the distance of the fortress avenue. Cole followed beside him, and Loken, Eisenstein and Bell naturally Slowly walked down the stairs, following behind him, the figures of the group gradually receded, and those gradually smaller figures disappeared at the end of the dark corridor.

  They are going to a battlefield, a battle, a battle that determines the fate of mankind and even the galaxy, waiting for them at the other end of the galaxy.

   Dear adults, in the name of the emperor, I ask for monthly tickets, recommendations, subscriptions, and loyalty!

  (end of this chapter)

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