Warhammer Inquisitor Chapter 423

  Chapter 423 Age of Legion: Twilight of an Era

  The cold wind was blowing on Vito's face, and the wind blew the messy hair from the sides of his face. He stared at the Emperor beside him, his black eyes fixed on him under the black hair.

   "You want me to kill Guilliman?"

Vito asked, while the Emperor stood aside and looked at him quietly. The Emperor raised the long staff in his hand and walked past Vito. Vito's eyes followed his figure closely, looking Glancing at the sailors who tied the longboat and got up and walked away, they seemed completely oblivious to this guy who looked different from everyone around him.

  The sailors carried their bags to the exit of the pier, to reunite with their families in Vito's memory, if his memory hadn't been blurred by the passage of thousands of years.

He turned his head and looked at the Emperor standing on the edge of the long board in front of him. He was standing there with the wooden cane in his hand, and the cloak on his body was dancing with the cold wind. Vito sighed and walked away When they got to his side, the two stood side by side on the pier.

  Vito crossed his arms, and the Emperor beside him also glanced at him before looking to the strait ahead, "What happened?"

"I met Guilliman once, and we had a long chat, and the situation was worse than I imagined." "You had a fight? Like father and son? You know you're not a good father." "This Not the point, Vito."

The Emperor stared at the strait in the distance, his golden eyes reflected the shadow of the undulating waves on the sea, "Guilliman and I disagreed on almost everything, and he accused me of being a liar, a tyrant, and a conspiracy Home, basically all the polite words he can think of without swearing."

"It's not surprising, is it? He woke up and saw all this, you really think he will come to send you Father's Day greetings?" Vito said sarcastically, the emperor beside him also chuckled, and he was slightly proud At the beginning, "Don't count on it. Anyway, to him, I was never his father."

"My father is Conor Guilliman, not the Emperor, as he said." The Emperor said so, and Vito beside him folded his arms and stared at him with angry eyes glance at him.

   "And you're going to kill him for that?"

The emperor glanced at Vito, the golden eyes looming under the cover of the undulating cloak, he looked at Vito for a while and then moved his eyes to the distance, "I will not decide this because of anger, jealousy and resentment, Vito Trust."

"Yes, anyway, you don't have any emotions, right?" Vito said and took a few steps aside. He seemed to want to stay away from the old bastard, but the latter turned his head calmly and looked at Vito. .

"In front of the Golden Throne, I had a long chat with Guilliman. I had a long chat about many things in the galaxy for thousands of years and in the future. The result is that we have not reached any consensus except to protect human civilization. He refused to carry out his duties as I wished."

   After Vito froze for a moment, he turned his head slightly and glanced at the Emperor behind him, "Did you tell him your **** final plan?"

  The emperor shook his head, he looked into the distance and said without any waves in his heart, "No, no, if I told him, then we would be more than just arguing."

"Yes, he will kill you, cut you on the spot." Vito said, turning his back on the Emperor, who nodded approvingly, "Guilliman cannot understand what must be done, his childhood The experience made him place too much value on human emotion, on the continuation of fellow human beings and people, and it prevented him from seeing the deeper truth."

   "Yes, just like me." Vito stood aside and said with his hands in his arms, his hair was blown by the cold wind and danced gently beside him.

The emperor was still staring into the distance, and he spoke after a moment of silence, "You already know how to sacrifice, Vito, ten thousand years have made you understand many things, now, you can already understand my thoughts, At least partly."

"Then why do you think Guilliman can't? Although the child is regarded as a **** by humans, he has only slept for 10,000 years in the past. He has not experienced everything now. He is only 300 years old. He is just a child. He will Grow up, and eventually...become like us."

  Vito sighed after finishing speaking, he sighed a long time and then let out a soft snort, "Become and the two most sloppy **** ever made by human beings."

   "He may understand one day, but I am only worried that it will not be as long as 10,000 years. The empire and mankind have no time for him to grow slowly."

   "And he will know our plan sooner or later. He will never accept it now, and he may not accept it in the future. At that time, you will kill him and take advantage of him causing too many losses."

  The emperor's words were without warmth or emotion, as if he was telling the butcher to kill a pig to serve tonight, understatement and without consideration.

  Vito turned around and looked at him, he frowned at the guy known as the Emperor, "You're going to kill your son."

   "He is not my son, he is the leader of the Thirteenth Legion, the Primarch and the current Regent of the Empire, Robert Guilliman who holds great power and legions."

   "He's a threat."

   "You're a bastard." Vito looked at the Emperor and said softly. Of course he knew that the latter could hear him like this, but he just wanted him to hear what he was saying, every single word.

   "It was Horus who once stood in his place. You know what he did. The wounds he caused have not healed so far. Humanity cannot bear another rebellion, the rebellion started by Guilliman."

   "You want me to go back to Terra and kill him?" Vito stared at him and asked, while the Emperor shook his head. There was no warmth in the eyes on that side of his face, cold and ruthless.

   "He still has value now. Although he is destined to fight against us in order to defend his ideals, he can still play a role for now until you bring someone else back and possibly replace him."

"You treat him as a tool, a tool that can be discarded if you don't use it smoothly. The reason why you don't kill him now is because I haven't found the other original body. You don't have anyone who can replace him, but The person who replaced him is destined to be abandoned by you as well."

  Vito said ruthlessly, his words made the emperor silent for a long time, but he finally opened his cold eyes again, and he stared at the cold sea of ​​ice in the distance, "We all have our place."

   "This is the purpose of Guilliman's birth. For the future of mankind, for that, we must make sacrifices."

   "In your words they are like a herd of pigs, born for the moment they are slaughtered, and you raise them in captivity and call them children just for that moment, a bunch of tools, weapons."

   "What about the others? Riemann, Ryan, Vulcan, Khan, Dorn and everyone else, do you want me to kill them?"

   "If they can't understand that plan, then yes, sacrifice."

The emperor turned around as he spoke, his golden eyes staring at Vito and the sword-bearer in front of him, "We all have our own responsibilities, and you must stop any irreversible threats he may cause." Finish him now, as you should have done to Horus."

   "Neither the Assassins nor the Astartes nor anyone else can do it, only the Primarchs can kill a Primarch, or, by having a being more than them in charge."

Vito stared at him, staring at the golden eyes that were burning without warmth, Vito clenched his fists, "You want me to kill all my friends, the people I care about, before your plan is completed. After that, no one will stay."

   "In this universe, only you and I can understand the necessity of that plan. We have no other way. There has been no other solution for ten thousand years. This is the only way."

  Vito looked at the pair of golden eyes, he clenched his fists with anger that had nowhere to vent, "No, maybe it's not just this one, there are other ways, a key."

Vito's voice gradually became smaller as he spoke, and finally only the last word was left. The Emperor looked at him and frowned slightly. He seemed to have noticed something, "Did you find anything? You found me and nothing else. something unknown."

  Vito looked up at him, recalling in his mind what Iyana had told herself, "This is the only way you can have a showdown with the Emperor, the only way."

   After a moment of silence, he let out a long sigh, and shook his head seemingly helplessly, "No, no."

"I know you don't want to do that, but this is the only way to break the deadlock of ten thousand years." The emperor stepped forward and pressed Vito's shoulder, he looked into the other's eyes and shook his head, " Our compatriots have fallen into the abyss for too long, forgetting everything in the past, and now the galaxy is full of invincible enemies, and outside the system, more terrifying enemies are gradually approaching."

   "The only thing we can do is to leave all good things for our new compatriots, a universe without threats, a universe that truly belongs to human beings."

   "Humanity has sacrificed 10,000 years for that moment, and now, we can't let that sacrifice go to waste for a dozen people, you understand?"

  After the emperor finished speaking, Vito in front of him sighed a long time, he nodded silently, and silently gave the emperor an answer, and the latter also nodded in relief.

   "Very well, in this universe, only you can understand me."

"To prevent any possible rebellion, you not only need to kill the leader of the rebellion, you also need to fight their legions. Guilliman will use Kaul's Primalforge plan to rebuild the Legions of the Astartes, and in order to fight them, you It must also have its own legion."

  Vito raised his head and stared at the emperor beside him, he frowned slightly, "My legion?"

The emperor nodded silently, he pressed Vito's shoulder, a smile appeared on his cold face, "You need an Ultramarine capable of suppressing Guilliman, and the remaining nine legions force."

   Just like the liquidation of the Second and Eleventh Legions back then, Vito thought about everything that might have happened, and sighed for a long time because he had to do it again.

The emperor looked at him and was silent for a while, then raised his head and put his hand on the inner side of his shoulder, near the neck. He almost put his hand on Vito's neck, and the latter looked up Stared at him closely.

   "You are the only person I trust, Vito, the person I really trust in this universe, go and build your legion, I will order Caul to assist you with all his strength, he will not be loyal to Guilliman."

"He is loyal to me. He has prepared the first batch of legion members for you according to my order. Use him to create an unprecedentedly powerful legion. I will also assist you in finding those reliable people in the empire. And make them all work for you."

The emperor looked at Vito, waiting for the other party's response, and Vito sighed and nodded after a moment of silence, then the emperor nodded slightly in response and stepped back, looking at Vito in front of him with his hands raised The scepter in Zhong walked down the pier, and his footsteps stepped on the sea below but did not sink, but walked on the water.

  The Emperor walked out a few steps, he held up his scepter and walked towards the dusk that fell at the end of the strait, Vito stood on the pier and looked at him silently before saying, "Emperor."

   "You want me to check and balance and be ready to destroy them at any time, so have you found a sword holder for me? When the differences between you and me cannot be bridged."

The Emperor stopped on the surface of the sea, and he stood there silent for a while, Vito couldn't see his face, but he knew that the Emperor was truly silent for the first time since this conversation began, unlike the previous request There was only a momentary silence as he killed Guilliman, and all his remaining "children", and this time the Emperor, genuinely hesitated.

   But the hesitation only lasted for a moment, the Emperor raised his head, his eyes under the hood lifted up, and the twilight of the sunset on the sea shone on his face, sweeping away all the shadows in it.

"Each of us has our own place." He said and walked towards the dusk of the sunset. Vito stood on the pier and watched the figure going towards the dusk. He himself stood in the light of the dusk. He looked up Looking at the setting sun.

  That is the end of an era. Abaddon was not wrong, the era of the Primarch will eventually end, but the person who ended it and the person who created it are the same two people.

In the twilight of that sunset, Vito closed his eyes. When he opened them again, everything disappeared. He looked up at the familiar ceiling above his head and sat up from the bed. He lifted the quilt on his body and leaned against him. Lilith beside her also opened her eyes, and she looked at Vito who was doing it.

   "Are you awake? I saw you had a long-lost dream." Lilith sat up as she spoke, her hands resting on the mattress, and the quilt slipped off her shoulders.

  She looked at Vito who was sitting on the bed, he didn't look at himself but at the huge closed French windows, where the armored windows fell down during the subspace voyage, blocking all the light outside.

But suddenly, the armored window was lifted up with a roar, and layers of armored panels rose upwards. As the thing opened, a ray of sunlight shot in through the gap. Soon, as the window was fully opened, The light completely shone on Vito's body.

Lilith sat sideways behind him, she raised a hand to cover her face, the golden sun's light made her grin her teeth subconsciously and let out a low growl, she knew that light, she blocked her eyes, put her foot The messy quilt and clothes beside him covered his body, as if he was afraid of the light.

"Well, it looks like we're here, **** it." Lilith complained in a low voice on the bed, while Vito stood up beside her, and he walked to the French window to look out at such a huge planet. A planet of golden light shines in the golden palace.

Vito looked at the light, and then looked at his raised hand. The golden light shone on his head and the blood vessels below it reflected a layer of red halo, just like the light of blood. .

"forgive me."

  (end of this chapter)

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