Warhammer Inquisitor Chapter 463

  Chapter 463 Rebirth from the Ashes: Prophecy and Truth

   "Hello, my best friend."

   "Alpharius."

   Alpharius kicked the corpse at his feet in front of Vito. After the bone was broken, the bishop, who was like ooze, slid in front of Vito. He looked down at the bishop and raised his head again, "Meeting ceremony?"

   "Well, it's for you, it's also for father."

Alpharius said and turned to look behind him. He was standing on the ground, above the pattern of Terra surrounded by stars, looking up at the towering statue of the emperor in front of him. The statue had not been desecrated yet, and he stood there , wearing a shining golden battle armor, the iron halo behind his head is made of pure gold, exuding the color of sunlight under the shining firelight above his head.

  The statue of the emperor, holding the holy sword and looking up at the sky, he looked at the starry sky in the sky, but now, there is only a cloud of fire, the flames of the explosion, and the wreckage of the battleship falling from the dark cloud.

  The entire planet is shrouded in flames of war. Millions of shouts of killing sounded outside, deafening shelling, the sound of infantry on the tracks of armored vehicles, and the eternal gunfire lingering outside the fortress.

The Lord of Hydra looked up at the Emperor's face, many things flashed in his eyes, but nothing seemed to exist, but he did stand there, not hysterical like the usual traitors, nor crazy to destroy it, Just standing there, looking up at the face on the golden battle armor.

Vito looked at his face from behind. It was a mysterious face, different from the stalwart and immortality of other Primarchs. People would surrender to them just by looking at it. His face was different, that face The face looked nothing special, just like an ordinary Space Marine.

But it is precisely because of this that the mystery is hidden. It is a mysterious face, a secret face. It is precisely because of his ordinaryness that Alpharius has disappeared in the past ten thousand years. No one knows when and where he appeared , and when will it disappear.

   "You wear your father's armor, please accept my flattery, you are well dressed." "It also fits well, especially when a fight is required."

Vito walks behind him holding the sharp sword that is still burning in his hand. On the fiery sword in his hand, there is a stream of hot fire dripping. La Star Chart and Emperor Statue.

   And the golden battle armor is now walking behind Alpharius, the heavy footsteps are accompanied by the collision of armor joints, and his voice is in it, "Father? Do you still call him father?"

   "He is our father, this will not change, he is not a good person, not a kind person, but he is our father, no one can change this."

Vito walked out from behind a stone pillar, which was shrouded in shadow. In this not-so-large deep private chapel, only the raised glass dome above was not illuminated by the flames of war on the surrounding land, covering a part of the central area. Light up, while the rest of the surrounding area is shrouded in darkness.

  The flaming sword in Vito's hand lit up the dark corner, and his face also looked towards the center amidst the dancing flames. He stared at Alpharius, not sure if what he said was true or just satire.

   "I guess, you didn't come to me for a duel, did you?"

"Yes, I need to see you." Alpharius said and turned around. He looked at Vito who was in the shadow beside him, looked at his face under the firelight, and Vito also looked at him. The same as back then, maybe, in these ten thousand years, I am not the only one who has never changed.

Alpharius was wearing the battle armor he remembered. That battle armor was not high-profile. As the armor of the Primarch, it was low-key. Its surface was not inlaid with gorgeous gemstones, and there were no exaggerated carvings and decorations. There is only a piece of shimmering snake scales, and on its chest, a silver hydra raised its head, embellishing the most beautiful part of the armor.

   Alpharius raised his head and looked at Vito. The latter had shadows dancing on his face under the firelight. He looked at the person in front of him, "How do I know it's you? Or is this just a substitute for you?"

"I'm here, you know it, and you know why I'm here." He said, Vito snorted and stood behind the stone pillar, only half of his body was exposed, and his other hand was invisible Something is stuck somewhere.

   "So, you kept me busy for several days, killed so many people, and came here from hell, just to see me? You can call me directly, or write a letter."

   "We need to meet alone, no one knows I'm here, and no one will know today's conversation." "Then let me ask you another question, why don't I kill you now? Kill a traitor."

After Vito finished speaking, he grasped the Phoenix Sword, and the flames burned more vigorously in an instant, and a strong killing intent was released from there, but Alpharius seemed to turn a blind eye to it. From his calm point of view, he was not an enemy at all. measures.

In fact, he didn't carry any weapons. He killed the fallen bishop with his bare hands, but he couldn't kill Vito with his bare hands. He knew it well, and he knew Vito knew it, so it was a A piece of sincerity, a piece of sincerity that uses one's own life as a price tag.

"I will die one day, but not by your hands, not today, and not here." Alphari said calmly, as if he was betting on Vito as he said. It was an expensive gamble, because if he lost, he would be dead today.

   But he bet right, Vito didn't intend to kill him, he extinguished the sword in his hand, appeared from behind the shadow of the stone pillar, but still said forcefully, "Give me a reason not to kill you."

   "I'll give it to you." Alpharius said and looked up at Vito. He walked out of the shadows, appeared under the flashing light of artillery fire above his head, and walked to the same ring as Alpharius.

The two looked at each other from a distance, and the sound of the explosion from the sky echoed in the huge church. It came from a fallen warship, its wreckage was on fire, falling from the sky, from the height of the fortress. Sliding past, the firelight shone in, flickering on the faces of the two of them.

The Hydra King stood in front of the Emperor's statue, and the magnificent golden statue was behind him, standing there as if a father was behind his son's shoulders, as if supporting him with a tall dome above his head, supporting The flames of war outside.

   And he, like his son, said in front of his father, "Before you go to save our brother, you need the help of another person. The key person is also the person who is destined."

  Vito frowned. He stood opposite Alpharius, looking straight into his eyes, "How did you know that?"

  "A prophecy brings a story, it is also enlightenment, or guidance, it leads me to come here, and tells you the fate, the person of fate, the matter of fate."

   "Whose prophecy?" Vito continued to ask, but did not get an answer. Alpharius was silent for a long time after hearing the words, and finally just answered with another irrelevant answer.

"You're going to find someone, the one who owes an angel, he owes him a life, remind him, make him pay it back, he'll try to resist and resist you, it won't go well, but in the end, he'll join you, on the path of destiny."

   "Who is your man?"

   "Our brother, son of darkness, Conrad Curze."

  After speaking, Alpharius turned his head and looked at Vito. There was no deception or concealment in his eyes. He stood there, standing in front of the Emperor, and looked at Vito.

  "According to the prophecy, the son of darkness will rescue the angel from the abyss. This is his destiny and his destiny. He owes too much to the angel. These debts must be repaid. Find him."

"You said it as if I was a debt collector." "The debt of fate is always demanded at the right time, and it will choose the right spokesperson. This is not up to you and me." "Why are you here?" The messenger?" "The messenger of prophecy and fate, yes."

Alpharius turned and walked to the side of the Emperor's statue, the shadowed corner on the other side, and he continued to say as he walked, "He is on Terraria, which is a feudal world full of farmers, knights And ridiculous legends." "It seems that Curz is having a sweet dream?" "In our time, there are no sweet dreams. The sweeter the dream, the bitterer it will be when you wake up."

"And you want me to wake him up? Tell him it's time to pay off the debt? You know how Curz will react, don't you?" "Yes, so only you can do it. Of all the brothers, only You can talk to him, and he will listen to you, at least to the end."

  Alpharius turned around and planned to leave. He came and went in a hurry, as if he was eager to do something. He couldn't delay a moment, and he didn't intend to explain. Vito thought about the conversation just now.

"Why are you telling me these things? And, why do you think I will believe it? Believe in a traitor." Vito's words made Alpharius stop, and he stood at the foot of the emperor's statue, staring at To him, those eyes met Vito's.

"I don't expect you to believe me, and you shouldn't believe anyone. In this day and age, there are more lies than truth, but I have conveyed what needs to be conveyed. Believe it or not, it's up to you, but for the sake of humanity, I hope you will Listen in," he replied, and walked towards the shadow.

   "Where are you going?" He continued to ask, and the latter still gave him an answer, "Do what you should do. It's been ten thousand years, and the work hasn't been done yet, just like you."

Vito smiled after hearing this, and was silent for a while watching his leaving back. He didn't know whether he was persuaded or based on a stupid trust that should have disappeared long ago, but he finally chose to believe him .

   "I'm sorry about Omega."

He whispered, and Alpharius also stopped. He turned his head and remained silent for a while, only uttering one sentence, which was also very simple, and it was the most common slogan in the empire, but from his words When he said it out of his mouth, it seemed extraordinarily different, even weird.

   "He died a worthy death, for the Emperor."

After saying that, he left, he walked into the shadow, Alpharius' figure disappeared into the darkness, and the sound of his footsteps gradually receded until he disappeared into the bottomless shadow, he left, just like Left as before.

  Vito walked to the edge of the shadow, they didn't say goodbye forever, and they didn't say goodbye, at least the words just now didn't count. He stood in the shadow and repeated the words just now, “For the Emperor.”

  He smiled silently, he understood that many weird and incomprehensible things over the years seemed to have a reasonable answer at once, traitor or loyalty.

   He raised his head and turned to the towering emperor statue, looking at him with a smile on his face, "You have a good son, humans, and you have a good son."

   "And, you owe overtime pay to one more person."

  (end of this chapter)

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