Warhammer Inquisitor Chapter 661

  Chapter 661 Doomsday Storm: The Pendulum of the Future

  Macragge is extremely noisy tonight. The celebration has long since ended, but the busiest streets are still full of explosions, but those sounds are not the sound of fireworks and children playing with firecrackers, but real gunshots.

  The flickering red light of the laser gun instantly illuminated the entire courtyard, the gate of the mansion was kicked open, and the captain of the guard with the **** laser gun rushed into the courtyard, "Move, move! Go to the fence!"

"But sir, they are... But, space fighters!" The guard with the laser gun was too nervous to speak, his eyes were wide open, full of fear, a huge explosion exploded outside the wall, making the They all lowered their heads in unison.

"Kill them, or be killed by them, the space fighters will not accept surrender, now, hold up your guns, they are not fire sticks." The captain of the guard grabbed a man by the collar and threw him in the direction of the wall. Then the rest of the people fired their guns into the sky.

   "Take care of your fellows! The master pays, not for you to tease girls with guns, go up! Repel them, or they will all die!"

The guards panicked and rushed towards the wall. They climbed up the wall and started shooting laser guns. The beam of red light made the whole courtyard look like daytime, but it was more like a bad nightclub internal.

The captain of the guard looked in the direction of the blazing wall. He glanced at the subordinates who were firing on the wall and counterattacked. Then he pressed the intercom and listened to the words over there. Then he raised his hand to everyone, "Five minutes! Five minutes later Reinforcements will come, another pack of Space Marines will come to our rescue!"

  The captain of the guard yelled, but he didn't realize that five minutes was too extravagant for them. Before he could speak, an explosion swallowed his voice completely.

The gate of the courtyard was blasted open, and tall giants holding bolt guns rushed in in the filled smoke. The Ultramarines rushed into the courtyard, and the explosive bombs were fired instantly. In the blink of an eye, the wall became a mass of flesh and blood. Slaughterhouse, the Ultramarines were fired from the guards above the walls, but the only thing a mortal weapon could do was polish a few sparks when it hit power armor.

   And they attracted the Ultramarine's attention, he turned around, picked up the bolt gun in his hand and fired a shuttle, all the guards on the wall exploded into flying meat flowers.

On both sides of the Ultramarines, commandos all wearing black ceramic steel armor broke into the courtyard, their helmets flashed a terrible red light, and then the heavy-duty laser guns in their hands burst into dazzling light, and the lasers whizzed around, Shoot the remaining people in the yard on the spot.

The captain of the guard was a stormtrooper, so he recognized those who were not Macragge's defenders, but the stormtroopers of the Inquisition. people.

  The Ultramarine wearing a centurion cockscomb helmet raised his chainsword, slashed and slashed to kill the guards, then raised his head, "Lord Calga's order, all traitors will not be left behind! Avenge the Primarch!"

The Ultramarines roared in fury. Although they fell silent afterward, the viewport glass in the helmet shone with anger. The flames really lit the entire courtyard. Under the firelight, the tall space fighters They mercilessly massacred the guards of the officials present.

They were all slaughtered, blood and flesh turned into sticky mud and sprinkled on the ground, the whole courtyard was in chaos, but the captain of the guard still kept a little calm, he raised his gun, aimed at the storm troopers and fired at them. The shot fell to the ground, then turned the gun and fired to the other side.

His leg was shot through, and he knelt down on the ground after howling. He raised his head and watched as the centurion approached and fired at him with a laser gun. The laser beam hit the power armor and bounced off. When the rifle ran out of bullets, he drew his pistol and fired at the centurion, one after another, until he was in front of him.

The centurion slapped the guard captain's pistol flying, and the huge slap force instantly broke his bones. He cursed in a low voice and raised his head to look at the centurion. The guard captain pulled the grenade safety on his waist, " Fuck you, someone has killed a Space Marine, so can I!"

He roared and pulled the safety catch, but the centurion chopped off his head with a chainsaw at one-tenth of a second when the safety catch fell off, and then grabbed it and threw it into the mansion, causing an explosion. Spewing out from behind the window, the servants of the Good Mansion came out screaming, and were shot dead by the Stormtroopers on the spot.

   "Not one left! For Lord Guilliman!" the centurion roared angrily.

In Macragge's Glory Temple lay a man quietly in a coffin, he was wearing gorgeous power armor, his eyes were closed peacefully, and his blond hair was hanging down under his bangs. Anyone who saw him would immediately Moment cries to recognize him.

   That's Guilliman, lying in a coffin, but is he dead? No, he didn't die, because beside the coffin, the real Guilliman was standing there, looking at his "self" in the coffin

   "He is so like me, I almost thought that I was lying in it."

   "But no, you didn't, what a pity."

Guilliman turned his head to look at Vito on the pew in front of the church. He was leaning there with his legs crossed, drinking a jug of wine. Guilliman looked at himself in the coffin again, and took a closer look. , "How did you do it? I mean, I can't even see the flaws myself."

"People always say that the person who really understands you is your enemy, and the person who understands you better than your enemy is your shadow." Vito raised the flagon to indicate, "Assassins are shadows, everyone shadow."

   "Transfiguration Potion? Seeing is believing, glad you're not my enemy, Vito."

   "I think so too." Vito took a sip of wine, leaning on the bench and shaking the flagon.

Guilliman looked at his "self" in the coffin. He lay there peacefully, without any reaction, and his face was even more expressionless, as if it was just sleeping, just like himself a long time ago, but the difference was, He won't wake up like himself.

   "How did you fool Calgar and the others?"

   "I have my own way. How can I say that I am also the great instructor of the Assassin's Living Room, right? You don't have to embarrass me for those hairy children, but it is true that it took me a lot of work to prepare your armor."

Vito drank the wine in the flagon, lifted it up and looked at the carvings on it, "I only have one night to prepare, but fortunately, I don't need to really make a set of Destiny Armor, so I asked the Mechanics to use the death limit A warrior's armor, melted down and recast, it's enough to be able to fool others."

   "Your armor uses a lot of materials. I heard that it took a whole class of Ultramarine armor to get it done."

   "Aren't you going to tell Sicarius the truth? They seem to really think I'm dead." Guilliman turned his head and asked. Outside the door, the sound of rumbling guns could be heard vaguely.

   "If you want to deceive the enemy, you must first deceive your own people. Don't worry, Eva will tell them the truth when the sun rises. I hope they will like this surprise."

   "They won't."

   "It's really boring, but tonight, let them go to the traitor with anger." Vito shook the flagon and glanced at the night city outside the church door.

Guilliman also looked there for a moment, then turned his head and looked down at the person in the coffin, "Does he know he is going to die? Knowing that you sent him to die." Guilliman looked at the face in the coffin, that face Asked with a face exactly like his own.

   "Maybe he knows, maybe he doesn't know, but he is an assassin, and he is ready to dedicate himself to the empire." Vito said while drinking, crossing his legs and leaning on the chair with one hand.

   "Dedicated to the Empire?"

"Yeah, now all the rebels in Ultramar can't escape, their leaders are dead in the throne room, and the rest will be dealt with by my people before dawn, and the Alphas will also They stopped coming because they lost contact, and in the end, as you wished, Ultramar was unified."

"The method is to destroy five planets, together with tens of billions of inhabitants on them, plus billions of refugees." Guilliman looked down at himself in the coffin and said, standing under the church, on a high place, holy The angel statue is spreading its wings, overlooking and protecting the souls in the church who are thirsting for protection.

But here, there are only two people, two souls that made the protection useless. On the bench behind, Vito leaned his hands on the back of the chair, looking at the coffin with no emotion on his face, "Mercifulness does not hold soldiers, Son, I don't need to teach you this."

   "Sometimes, something must be done, something ugly, for the sake of all mankind."

   "Including me? If one day, I can no longer understand you and oppose you, will you let the person lying in the coffin become the real me?"

Guilliman turned around and asked. There was anger in his tone. Of course he would be angry. After all, he was someone he regarded as his own countryman. For an instant, the human part of Robert Guilliman touched.

   But Vito on the bench, he didn't respond, he was not touched, but just sat down leaning forward, "No, I won't do that."

"Why? Tell me, Vito, at some point when you decided on all these plans, did you ever think about poisoning me one day?" Robert turned around and looked directly into those golden eyes. Somewhat surprised, Vito's black eyes gradually turned golden from unknown time.

  The pair of glasses that were once as dark as night, but with warmth and light in the darkness, have now become as bright as day, but there seems to be only night in them.

"If it was in the past, he would resurrect you when you died, but now he won't do that." Vito said, resting his hands on his knees, "Robert, have you met him, right? You don't agree He, you had a fight, I know, I know a lot of things, the only difference is whether I want to say it or not."

"What did you hear?" Robert frowned and asked, while Vito sat up and leaned back on the bench, "Maybe all, maybe some, or maybe you don't know at all, but that's not important, kid, it's important What's more, we're all together now."

"Ryan is back. He used to have no choice but you and me. Although he was disobedient and disagreed with him, it was still handy. But now that Ryan is back, he is an absolutely obedient guy. There will be anyone who doubts, so do you think, for him, you and I are really that important? Two, not so handy tools."

Guilliman frowned, Vito shrugged, and looked at the stained glass on one side, which was the golden throne, "Of course, he can't do anything now, but he asked me to find more How many of the Primarchs will obey him completely?"

Guilliman remained silent. Vito looked at the golden eyes of the stained glass, which were filled with mist. What was under the mist could not be seen clearly. There was something underneath. Guilliman looked at those eyes and fell into a long in the silence.

   "You know, for him, what is the end of the tool that is not in his hand, Halifax, Zhen Guo."

   "Enough Vito, stop talking."

"No, Guilliman, you know clearly in your heart, you know what he wants to do right? You know, the man sitting on the throne now is not the man you think, or should ask, that man really existed Is it? Perfect City, Great Reckoning, and Thunder Warrior, is the future he wants really the future you think of?"

   "What are you trying to say? Vito, are you telling me that I should be like Horus? Betray him? Then cause human civilization to fall into the abyss again?"

Vito stood up, he walked up to Guilliman, pressed his shoulders and leaned closer to his ear, "I just want you to remember what you swore once, to protect human beings, to protect your compatriots, child, I need you."

   "What do you need from me?"

   "Fight against the enemies of man."

  Vito said softly, Guilliman turned his head to look at him, and looked at him with those mysterious golden eyes, "What kind of enemy? Alien? Chaos? Or the darkness outside the galaxy?"

"My child, sometimes the real enemy is not hidden in the dark. Those, the most terrifying enemies, are actually in the sun. Those monsters in the dark will show their fangs unabashedly, but those under the light, They will hide, so that they hide for too long, so good that you forget that he is no different from the things in the dark."

The two stared at each other without saying a word. The silence lasted for a while before being interrupted by the flying communication skull. Trouble, you two, whatever you're doing, hurry up to the bridge, especially you, Vito, get dressed and roll over here."

The communication skull flew away, Vito and Guilliman released Guilliman after looking at the skull, he straightened his collar, "Let's go, Cole is waiting, anyway, you don't need me first Is it right to coax a woman for a while?"

   "Vito, what happened between you and him?" Guilliman asked behind him, Vito stopped, and he turned his head slightly to look at Guilliman from the corner of his eye.

   "I give you a wise word, my child, man, always deceives himself in his heart." After saying that, Vito left, and he walked towards the door.

Guilliman stood in the coffin and the temple, he raised his head and looked towards the direction of the stained glass, above the golden throne, there was an area that used to exist but was smeared, there was a vague wolf head.

   "What the **** am I supposed to do, bro."

  (end of this chapter)

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