Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

Mikael walked on the upper deck of the Extreme Fortress. On both sides of him were towering edge-shaped gun walls. Countless anti-aircraft guns were located on these solid concrete fortresses. The architectural form of the Rablin anti-aircraft tower is located on the top floor of the entire fortress.

The commander of the third company of the Ultramarines walked on the middle path of these quadrilateral air defense towers. These tall gray-white fortresses formed a high wall around them. The dull sound of explosions continued to explode overhead. As long as Mikael raised his head, he could See those dense artillery fire shooting into the sky.

Countless artillery fires turned into sparks flying into the sky covered with dark clouds. The flames of explosions flashed across the sky. Pieces of orange-red clouds appeared intermittently in the sky, and more artillery fire was shooting into the clouds below. .

Mikael lowered his head and continued to walk forward. The burly Ultramarines captain was walking on the long road between fortresses with a power sword. He completely ignored the terrifying air defense explosions above his head and stared straight ahead until he reached the air defense tower group. At the end, we reached the fortress area and the apron area separated by a snow-white stone arch.

Mikael walked under the magnificent arch. The warrior statues on both sides of him as the main structure of the arch were constantly illuminated by artillery fire. Their gray-white stone faces were outlined clearly with the flickering firelight, and the artillery fire also It illuminated the strange Thunderhawk fighter plane that was landing.

Mikael stopped and stood on the wide circular apron deck and looked up at the Thunderhawk. The fighter plane dived and flew down from the clouds filled with explosions. Mikael found it hard to believe that the pilot had lost his mind. Since you dare to rush down directly towards the fire coverage area where the shells collide.

But it was obvious that the pilot was of good skill. The Thunderhawk roared out of a large fire, and the dark clouds that were pierced rolled outwards and tore apart. The hazy flames of the explosion lit up behind the Thunderhawk, illuminating the fuselage of the fighter jet. The rear side, and it itself is spitting out slender propulsive flames and descending rapidly.

Mikael tilted his head and looked at the strange Thunderhawk. The reason why he said it was strange was because of its painting. Apparently the passengers were initially planning to paint it blue, but suddenly someone had a different idea midway. , began to paint the silver-gray Loen pattern on it, and then another person also came to Art Yaxing and began to compete with each other on the armor of the fighter plane.

The entire Thunderhawk looks like a poorly painted wall, with wild runes, wild beasts, elegant aristocratic patterns and knight crests coexisting, and the nose of the aircraft was painted by some unscrupulous guy. I don't know if the stripper learned the idea from that naval fighter squadron pilot.

Although Mikael always felt strange when looking at the stripper, as if he had never seen it on other naval fighters, he could not blame the company commander. After all, Marilyn Monroe was from Terra 1K, and he did not Understanding is normal.

The Thunderhawk flew close to the tarmac and suddenly pulled up. The artistic Thunderhawk raised its abdomen, and the auxiliary thrusters on the wings and abdomen began to spray air downwards violently. The main thrusters at the end also rotated and sprayed at an angle. A fire stream emerged, and the blazing flames swept across the entire deck with a blazing air current.

Captain Mikael raised his hands to block in front of him. Hot jets of air blew up from both sides of his cheeks, blowing the short golden hair into a messy chicken coop. The captain raised his elbows to look at the steady Thunderhawk landed.

The landing bay door opened downwards as the heavy landing gear landed on the ground. Mikael looked at the group of people walking out of the cabin and raised his eyebrows, especially after seeing the first mortal who walked out.

"Vito? Well, since I'm not surprised at all." Mikael put down his arm and said with a smile. Vito also smiled and walked out of the cabin and patted his trouser legs, "That means I'm pretty awesome. Well, if you think it’s awesome, you’ll have to assume that I did it.”

Mikael smiled and nodded to the Astartes brothers who came down from the cabin. Lancelot followed Vito onto the deck and bowed to Mikael. The two swordsmen gave each other knighthoods. greeting etiquette.

"Captain Mikael, I'm so glad to see you again. I thought you were dead." Ragnar laughed and walked down the Thunderhawk. He grinned and showed his fangs. Eisenstein Following him, he frowned in displeasure, "Keep your warrior etiquette, Ragnarsson, you are greeting the Captain of the Ultramarines Chapter."

"No, it doesn't matter. I'm used to the Space Wolves' way of greeting. It does have a different flavor." Mikael smiled and nodded to Eisenstein, while Ragna laughed and walked up to talk to Mi Captain Kyle gave him a generous bear hug.

Mikael smiled and patted Ragnar on the back before sending the wolf cub away. Ragnar completely ignored all military disciplines, but fortunately Mikael is not a person who cares about such problems very much, although Eisenstein behind him was obviously very dissatisfied with this, but after Mikael's signal, Eisenstein still did not reprimand Ragnar.

"You said you have become accustomed to the way the sons of Fenris greet you, have my brothers come here?" Ragnar asked with a smile, and Mikael also smiled and nodded and pointed to the plains in the distance, under the shining The direction outside the void shield.

"The Thunderwolf Company of the Space Wolves arrived at Macragge not long ago. They provided valuable military help. Now they are fighting against the Chaos army in the eastern battlefield."

"Aha! I knew my brothers would not stay within the high walls. They must be fighting happily with the enemy. I will find them and together we will bring glory to our father!" Ragnar laughed and raised his head. Taking out the chain ax in his hand, Mikael looked at Ragnar and patted his shoulder with a smile, but the serious Captain Eisenstein looked at Ragnar with his arms folded.

"We are not here to let you jump into the enemy sea and kill people. We have a mission. I hope you can remember Ragnar Ragnarsson."

Facing Eisenstein's admonishment, Ragnar showed no sign of remorse at all. He laughed and waved his hand and walked away, "Okay, now that I know the company commander, I will refrain from looking for a fight."

Mikael smiled slightly, and he soon noticed the company commander's emblem on Eisenstein's armor. The glorious iron fist of the Imperial Fist with an olive crown shined on his chest.

"I'm glad to see another company commander here, a battle brother from the Imperial Fists." Mikael nodded to Eisenstein, who also established that Mikael's standards could not be more standard. military salute.

"This is also an honor for me. I am Captain Eisenstein Batarov, and I belong to the Third Company of the Imperial Fists." Eisenstein saluted, and Mikael also turned to formally stand at attention and salute Eisenstein. , he hammered his iron fist on his right chest and raised his right arm high.

"Captain Mikael Fabian of the Third Company of the Ultramarines, on behalf of the Ultramarines Chapter, I welcome you all, especially the reinforcements you have brought." Mikael said and nodded to Olaf. When he saw the end Bell showed a sincere smile as a group of people stepped off the cabin.

Mikael put down his arm and stepped forward to hold Bell's elbow. The latter also held Mikael's elbow with a smile. The two hugged each other and talked with each other in the brotherly etiquette of the Ultramarines, then patted each other's backs. back.

After letting go of Bell, Mikael looked at his brother happily, "Welcome home, brother. Being able to see you at this time must be the result of the Emperor's guidance."

Bell also smiled and nodded, "Me too, Captain Mikael, I'm glad to be back when the Chapter needs it. We have brought the help that I think the Chapter urgently needs, and you will need it."

"Yes, Bell, you are right. We are indeed in urgent need of reinforcements, and you did bring them." Mikael said happily and saw Loken who finally came down. The warrior wearing blue and cyan power armor asked Mikael Kyle was a little confused. He quickly noticed the company commander's mark on Loken's armor.

"Hello brother, please forgive my ignorance. I wonder if I recognize your battle group mark, a moon wolf?" Mikael asked Loken, who hesitated to speak and looked to Vito for help. He knew that his traitorous brothers were laying siege to Macragge, and revealing his identity now would be tantamount to setting himself on fire.

Vito knew Loken's worries, and that was correct. Now was indeed not the best time to reveal Loken's identity as the Luna Wolf, so Vito took the opportunity to walk up to Mikael, who immediately paid attention. The force shifted to Vito.

"This is Captain Loken, one of our accompanying brothers, but let us shift our time and energy to more important things." Vito pointed to the flying artillery fire above his head and said, Mikael also looked at Nod approvingly to the top of your head.

"I agree." Mikael said and bowed his head politely to Loken. "Welcome to Macragge, Captain Loken." "My pleasure, Captain." Loken responded politely.

"Okay, let's get back to the more important issue, Judge Vito, you brought a life-saving reinforcement fleet." Mikael said with a smile, holding his hands, and Vito also crossed his arms and shrugged. Shrugging and smiling.

"Actually, they came by themselves. They just happened to come all the way, including the three imperial fleets that came together. I believe that after the Sosa Lighthouse is restarted, many reinforcements will arrive one after another."

Mikael raised his eyebrows slightly in confusion, but quickly dismissed his doubts and smiled, "It seems that you have done a lot of things that we don't know about, Inquisitor."

Vito shrugged jokingly. He looked up at the gunfire flying overhead. He couldn't see the Empire and Chaos fleets fighting fiercely in space, but Vito was sure that Cole would give them a good deal.

"The Imperial Navy fleet I brought in space is now under the unified command of Captain Cole. He will be in direct contact with your defense fleet, but the other fleet will not be so easy." Vito said, of course Mikael Knowing what he meant, the company commander shrugged helplessly.

"Of course, our Dark Angel brothers will not take orders from mortals, and I don't think Captain Cole and our Navy Commander will work well with them."

Vito glanced at Lancelot, who was slightly embarrassed. He stood aside with a face of shame and embarrassment, "I'm sorry, Captain, my brothers are a little arrogant."

"It's okay Lancelot, you see we have three company commanders here, why worry about not being able to suppress one of your company commanders?" Ragnar smiled and put his arm around Lancelot's shoulders, who smiled awkwardly. Looking at Mikael, the Ultramarines captain also gave him a friendly smile and nodded.

Vito also smiled and nodded. He turned to look at Mikael in front of him, "Ragnar is right. The Dark Angels' expedition fleet is led by Cecil Barcelo, the commander of the Eighth Company. If the Dark Angels are to obey Commander, then we need to find someone of the same level who can still control those hooded idiots."

As he spoke, Vito raised his thumb and pointed at Eisenstein aside, "And we happen to have such a person who can scare the Space Marines. Captain Eisenstein will use the discipline and majesty of the Sons of Dorn to suppress them." Live with those idiots.”

After hearing this, Mikael subconsciously looked at Eisenstein aside. The latter and Vito looked at each other and nodded. Indeed, he is the most suitable person for this job now. The most severe officer of the Imperial Fist can definitely do it. Keep those little hooded secrets in check.

Vito looked at Eisenstein and smiled jokingly. He put his hands on his hips and turned to look at Mikael in front of him. "Take Eisenstein to your headquarters. He will cooperate with you to negotiate with the Dark Angel. Two company commanders Serving them will definitely help.”

Mikael nodded to Eisenstein, who politely responded to the company commander's greetings. Mikael then looked at Vito in front of him, who was standing with one foot on the landing hatch of the Thunderhawk, overlooking the sky below. The entire fortress area was filled with dense artillery fire from the air. Mikael was curious about what Vito was looking at.

His eyes glanced around before turning around. Vito looked at the company commander and smiled, "Are there any guests besides us? For example, two Eldar, a super big oil guy and a A little beauty with wings?”

Mikael was stunned for a moment. He raised his head and looked at each other with several brothers. Obviously they didn't know what Vito was talking about, so Mikael could only seek further answers from Vito. The company commander lowered his head and looked Looking at the judge in front of him.

"Are you talking about Lord Celestine and the others?" "Otherwise, who else could there be? Isn't she the only beauty with wings in the universe? Ragna, put away your obscene smile."

Vito pointed at Ragna, who was laughing. The latter stood with his arms folded and whistled jokingly. Vito looked at him and smiled jokingly, turning to look at Mikael in front of him, "It looks like they It’s here, isn’t it?”

Mikael nodded, and he turned to point to the long road behind the arch not far away, "Yes, not long after they arrived, more than an hour to be precise, we spent some time checking the two souls following her. Clan, it took a while.”

"What are those two Eldars like?" Vito asked with a mocking smile, his expression was as if he was ready to hear a joke, but in fact what he heard was indeed a joke.

Mikael shrugged, "A magic stick who talks in riddles and a pretty good-looking Eldar girl with a tall haircut. In short, they are two weird things."

Vito suppressed his laughter and nodded approvingly, "Yes, they are two weirdos. How dare you ask where these two weirdos and the rest of the people are now?"

"They went to the main hall of the fortress. They asked to meet the Chapter Commander Calgar, and the Chapter Commander was waiting for them there. Of course, there was also the annoying Sicarius." Mikael covered his face speechlessly, Thinking of Sicarius makes people have a headache, but fortunately he didn't stay in the headquarters to bother him, otherwise it would be really difficult for Mikael to suppress the idea of ​​loading that idiot into a rail gun and breaking into the Chaos battleship.

Vito walked towards the arch with a smile. He waved his hand and motioned for everyone to follow him. Loken, Ragnar, Lancelot, Bell and others immediately followed Vito, leaving only Eisenstein standing behind Lei. Hawkeye watched them off.

Mikael turned his head and looked at Vito in surprise, "What are you doing?" "I also have something to do with Calga. We happened to be together. Go to the headquarters and command, company commander. I don't want to talk about having a death claw." The drop pod hit me on the head."

Vito waved his hand in the distance and walked away. Mikael watched them enter the huge white arch. Mikael was still trying to figure out what Vito was doing when he suddenly appeared, but he soon realized What a fool to try to figure out Vito.

His thoughts stopped, and Eisenstein stepped forward and pressed his shoulders, "Come on, company commander, the marshal's order must be implemented."

After Eisenstein said that, he walked towards the arch in the distance. Mikael was stunned for a moment and looked at Eisenstein with confusion, "Marshal?"

——

——

"Fire high-altitude explosive bombs at a rapid rate! Reload!" shouted the Macragge auxiliary officer wearing a cockscomb helmet. He waved the small red flag in his hand and commanded his subordinates to immediately start working together. One of them had a purple flag on his arm. The soldier with the armband took out a thick gold-bronze cannonball from the ammunition box.

The soldier turned around and handed the shell to the next air defense unit soldier. The strong soldier with bare arms strode back holding the shell. He ran past a group of soldiers who were preparing for shooting in an orderly manner.

The officer stood on the reinforced concrete bunker and shouted loudly. The officer watched the soldiers quickly arrive behind the anti-aircraft heavy artillery. The burly soldier with arms thicker than the average person's thigh stuffed the explosive bomb into the barrel. Almost immediately, the gunner on standby fired the gun. He put the breech on the gun and quickly locked the gun barrel as the man quickly turned the bolt.

The officer raised his head when he saw that the shells were loaded. He picked up the electronic display telescope and looked overhead. A small radar fan was rotating on the square electronic telescope. The officer's eyes looked through the end window at the Chaos battleship displayed above his head. Even through the thick clouds, the battleship was still outlined with a red edge.

"The enemy ship is located at 9-91!" "Understood! Positioned at 9-91!"

The officer shouted, and the anti-aircraft heavy artillery operator below him immediately repeated the order to turn his heavy gun. As the steering pedal was pressed down, the gear structure began to rotate, the heavy heavy artillery platform began to turn, and the magnificent muzzle slowly lifted through the optical sight. After locking the target, the operator looked at the optical interface in front of him and shouted.

"Lock the target!" "Rapid fire! Fire!" the officer held the binoculars, raised his other arm and waved it down violently, shouting. Following his order, the heavy artillery roared instantly, and as the shells slid out of the muzzle In an instant, the hot air blew on the officer's face, and his bangs flew everywhere with the hot wind, but he still stared at the target in the telescope.

"Hit the target! Second load, rapid fire!" the officer put down his telescope and shouted. As the barrel was opened, the red shell launcher slid out, and almost immediately the strong loader loaded the second shell, and the whole The team members completed preparations for the next launch smoothly.

"Fire!" the officer raised his arms and shouted, and another burst of hot air accompanied the cannonball into the sky. The braking device at the end slid back to use the hot air flow to complete the buffering. The hot air flow was discharged from the exhaust port on the base of the heavy artillery. From the gun base, gas was sprayed along the exhaust pipe into the surrounding broad avenue below.

Steel high-heeled combat boots stepped on the high-purity marble pavement. The roar of anti-aircraft artillery fire everywhere around them brought billowing heat waves. The hot air blew on the white wings, and each holy feather followed. And the flutter floats.

The air is filled with the pungent gas of sulfur and saltpeter gunpowder. I really don't know why the Ultramarines Chapter built the road to the main palace in the middle of the air defense tower fortress, not to mention the deafening sound of cannon fire all around, which makes people's ears buzz. , those pungent gunpowder gases made Celestine's wound hurt even more.

Celestine pressed the wound on her chest. The long and slender wound extended to the end of her neck. Celestine cursed in an annoyed voice.

"You should receive complete treatment, Living Saint Celestine, rather than the wounds left by the Mask of Slaanesh on your body that may leave permanent scars." Belisarius Caul used that annoying machine Yin was talking on the side, and he was walking around with his bloated body, and countless sounds were mixed and emitted from the sound-emitting microphone on the other side.

"Thank you, but I don't like being your guinea pig." Celestine said impatiently and pulled up her collar. She covered her tempting breasts, while Call was on the side. Turning the mechanical eyes, it is obvious that the followers of the Mechanicus will not be touched by the carnal desires.

A series of data flashed across Caul's mechanical eyes. He looked at Celestine and tilted his head slightly. "As a great sage of biology, I have enough confidence to perform my medical duties. Lord Celestine, you should believe it." I."

"No, I've had enough of you looking at me like an experiment. Move your eyes away, or I'll give you a knife." Celestine said and pushed away the mechanical arm stretched out by Caul. The reporter took a few steps back after some data echoes, while behind him, Efrenie, whose long hair almost hit the ground, smiled jokingly.

"My dear, if you want it, I have the elf medicine. We can ensure that you will recover as before without leaving any blemishes on your perfect skin." Efreni smiled and gently touched her chest. Touching, as if showing off those perky breasts.

Celestine turned her head to look at Ephrene in displeasure, rolled her eyes and continued walking forward, while Caul rolled his mechanical eyes and nodded, "I heard about the scarred man's medal, but you are not a man. , Ms. Celestine, I suggest you get treatment to prevent your perfect appearance from being affected.”

"She will never be uglier than you, Call." A familiar voice said suddenly. Celestine was startled and subconsciously turned her head to look. As soon as he turned around, Vito appeared from the fork on the side of the road. He walked up to her and walked with her very naturally.

"Vito?" Celestine asked in surprise, and Vito beside him smiled and snapped his fingers, "You didn't expect me to be here too? No, it's us."

Vito turned to look at the Astartes who had merged into the team. They were following behind, almost subconsciously walking with Marshal Amalric of the Black Templars. The leader of the Black Templar expeditionary force in black armor and The brothers shook hands and exchanged greetings.

"Amalric? I didn't expect you to come with me." Vito said with a smile. Marshal Amalric's always rigid, seemingly incapable of smiling face showed a rare smile. He was surrounded by his brothers. He looked at Vito and nodded sincerely.

"Hello, Inquisitor, it's an honor to see you again. The last time we met was against the Tyranids on Victoria Planet." "Yes, I'm glad you are still alive. I hope you will continue to live well."

Amalric solemnly pounded his iron fist on his chest, and his chained arms jingled on his chest, "In the name of the Emperor, I will fight until he calls me, and until then I will fight in his name." Kill hundreds of millions of enemies."

"It seems that you have gained a lot of honors, Your Majesty the Grand Marshal." Lancelot said with respect. Amalric also smiled and nodded affirmatively to Lancelot, "I believe that you also kill in the name of the Emperor." Killed countless enemies, my brother."

"Isn't that right? We went to the subspace and rescued Sosa from those fatherless orphans, so I guess we killed countless demons and traitors, haha! I must have had them when I went to the Hall of Valor It's blown!" Ragnar said loudly, his voice as loud as the cannonball above his head.

Celestine looked at them and smiled. She turned her head and looked straight ahead as she walked along the avenue. "Amalric was with us on the ice planet of Cadia to cover Caul's secret armor retreat. He couldn't help." Stay busy until your Eldar chick shows up and rescues us."

Vito looked at Celestine innocently and pointed at himself, "My little girl?" "She said she is quite familiar with you. According to your usual virtue, I think..." "Oh my God!" That old fool testified that I didn’t sleep with her, at least not this time.”

Celestine slowly turned her head and glanced at Vito with cold eyes. The latter took a few steps back with an awkward smile. Celestine looked at him and glanced around, "Lilith didn't follow. you?"

"No, no, I swear I didn't sleep with that Eldar girl, I just ran away from Commorragh with her!" Vito explained with a wry smile. Celestine looked at him with a cold face, "I Where are you from Lilith?"

"She went back. She really didn't lie to you." Vito explained quickly. Seeing Celestine almost subconsciously touching the finger on the hilt of the flaming sword, she looked at Vito's indifferent expression.

Ragna looked at her and nodded, approaching Lancelot, "She's jealous." "Yes, she's jealous." Lancelot nodded solemnly in response, and even Loken on the side nodded silently. , although he may not know who Celestine is yet, but he can tell that it is Vito's N-number woman.

Vito looked at Celestine with an embarrassed smile on his face. The latter sighed and looked at him with a wry smile, "So how did you, an old scumbag, get here? Did you remember visiting?"

Vito breathed a sigh of relief and turned to point at Adarad, who was beside Efreni behind him, "The old bastard asked me to come here, Adarad, you bastard idiot!"

Adalad also smiled when facing Vito's "old acquaintance-style" greeting. He nodded to Vito and greeted him elegantly in Eldar language, "Nice to see you again, my old friend."

"Fuck you, uncle." Vito responded with the standard Eldar swear words, and then looked at Efreni with a joking smile. The latter looked at him with a smile and blinked. Vito glanced at him. Celestine, who had a scary look in his eyes, looked confused.

"I heard that you made a lot of big noises? For example, you almost dismantled an ark or something like that." Vito asked with a wry smile, trying to change the subject. Efreni shrugged and looked at Vito jokingly. , "To each other, you made quite a fuss, just as loud as I heard you made in bed."

Well, Celestine's eyes looked more like she was going to kill herself. Vito really felt like his brain was going crazy. Why did he think of chatting with the Eldar at this time? The look in Efreni's eyes was obviously... They are playing with their own ideas, fuck, these spiritual tribes.

Vito quickly turned his head to look for a way to change the subject, and then he saw the cargo box that Caul was carrying on a maglev trailer. Vito looked at the unique Mechanicus symbol on it and frowned slightly, feeling playful in his heart. The mood was swept away.

Vito looked up at Caul, who also turned his mechanical eyes to look at him, "You built it? After ten thousand years, you finally built it?"

"I think you may not believe it or understand it, but the technology of the Armor of Destiny is very advanced. With the current technological level of the empire, I basically need to develop it from scratch, so the cycle is long." Kaul used the mixed, like dark machinery The teaching-like voice said, which surprised Vito. The last time he met Caul was a thousand years ago, and he looked much more normal than he does now.

Now Kaul has modified part of himself? Damn, how much of him was still human when he fell to the ground?

Kaul looked at Vito, his mechanical eyes rotating and locking on him. Kaul seemed to know what he was thinking, "No need to worry, Marshal, although I have deeply mechanized myself in order to continue my thinking and knowledge, but, I assure you, my mind is still intact."

Caul's fingers holding the Sage's Scepter opened and closed slightly, and his blue mechanical eyes flickered with light. Vito looked at him in silence. He still remembered the earliest Caul, and vaguely remembered the blurry face in his memory. Face, at that time, he still firmly believed that flesh and blood were the source of human strength, and firmly opposed excessive transformation that would desecrate the sanctity of the body.

But now Caul, the Caul in front of him has completely turned into a steel object, an inhuman existence. The Emperor is above, what happened to him?

Just as Vito was thinking about this problem, a burly voice, burlier than any Space Marine, appeared behind him. Vito turned his head and looked behind him because of the huge shadow silhouette. He saw the giant in golden armor. stunned.

"Drantius?! Are you still alive?" Vito shouted almost in surprise. The golden-armored imperial guard behind him also looked at Vito with a smile. He nodded and saluted Vito, "Hello Marshal, I'm really not." The thought of seeing you again is the greatest joy I have had in a long time, finally meeting an acquaintance."

Indeed, as an ancient war that took place ten thousand years ago, it is indeed difficult to find an acquaintance in this era. Even Caul is completely unknown to Drantius and is equivalent to a stranger, but Vito was completely different. As a veteran of the Forbidden Forces during the Terra Unification War, Delantius and Vito had known each other for a long time. Although the relationship between the two was not very close, they could now be regarded as old acquaintances in a foreign land.

"How are you still alive? I mean I'm glad you're alive, but how could it be?" Vito asked happily, and there were no words to describe the excitement.

"My last memory is that I was fighting a group of traitors. I forgot which legion I was fighting. I vaguely remember that it was on Saturn. I was ordered to cover the retreat of a group of Blood Angels, as well as the local mortal soldiers. "

"I fought fiercely with the traitors until all the warriors loyal to the Emperor successfully retreated. After that, I was ready to die with all the traitors, but at that time I felt that the time around me had frozen, and all the memories were at that moment. Swallowed by darkness, it’s like falling asleep.”

Delantius frowned and tried to remember, but it was obviously still difficult. He only remembered countless memory fragments, and they were so obscure that it was difficult to distinguish the sequence.

"After that, I woke up in Cadia, fighting against Abaddon's traitors with Celestine and the others, and then came here. I vaguely remember a silver, rickety figure coming, steel His body has appeared on both Jupiter and Cadia, but I can never remember who he is."

Delantius thought hard, but Vito smiled bitterly and held his forehead speechlessly. Of course he knew who it was, "Tarrazin, you bitch, I don't know whether to scold you or thank you. ”

Vito rubbed his forehead and looked up helplessly at the confused Delantius. The Shield Captain glanced at Celestine, who also shrugged and said that he didn't know that this old fool was there either. What are you laughing at?

"I probably know what happened to you. Let me introduce you to a friend. You will probably squat at his place for ten thousand years together, and you may even be next to each other." Vito said and waved to Loken, who originally He was chatting with Olaf, but when he saw Vito calling, he immediately said a few words to Olaf and leaned closer.

Loken walked from one side to Vito at the front. He moved the chain sword he was straddling back a little. Loken glanced at Vito first and then subconsciously nodded to the Forbidden Army. Unexpectedly, the latter looked at Loken nodded meaningfully.

"Luna Wolves, I know your mark. I know your paint and appearance before you betrayed the Emperor." Delantius said and looked at Vito, who nodded affirmatively, agreeing with this recognition. In those days, it was just convenient for old people to chat, and they didn’t have to explain anything.

Vito looked at Delantius, then turned to look at Caul. He stretched out his hand to signal to Loken beside him, "This is Captain Gavier Loken, the last Luna Wolf. He just left his stationary stance not long ago. Wake up, almost like you Drantius."

The Shield Captain bowed his head with great respect. This action made Loken very frightened and he immediately bowed his head and saluted the Shield Captain, "I have heard about you, Captain Gavir Loken, we know you." I believe the Emperor will be proud of you and the last Luna Wolf for your heroic act in Istvaan.”

"This is my honor, Shield Captain, I will not let the Emperor down, never." Loken said firmly, Vito smiled and patted Loken's power armor, "Okay, today It’s a good day. I didn’t expect that all the old acquaintances are here, and four of the Ten Thousand Years Old Monster Club are due.”

"Four?" Celestine asked in surprise, Vito nodded and raised his finger and started pointing one by one, "Me, Loken, Delantius and Call, aren't these four? "

Celestine put her hands on her hips and looked at Vito jokingly, "So I'm not?" "Go away, you're a little over a thousand years old girl, don't get involved in adults' affairs."

Vito waved his hands and raised his head. His expression made Delantius and Loken look at each other awkwardly, and then they both laughed together.

Celestine's speechless sigh was laughed at by him. She lifted her bangs from her eyes and asked, "Are you praising me or scolding me?"

"What's wrong, are you always eighteen?" Vito smiled with his hands on his hips and laughed. Then when he lowered his head, he saw the flaming sword clamped on the tip of his nose, and also looked at Celestine's bulging veins. On her forehead, she smiled viciously.

"Okay, I understand, you want to get stabbed."

Well, Vito didn't get stabbed, but I think it hurt a lot to be punched in the face. You know, a punch from a living saint is quite uncomfortable. Vito covered his face and walked to the huge In front of the Extreme Hall.

The group of people stopped in front of the magnificent palace. Bell stood among the crowd and looked up at the pride of Macragge. The exquisite palace was carved from the purest white marble. The most outstanding craftsmen of Macragge would Its surface has been polished into works of art, and magnificent white stone pillars form a corridor under the eaves, with statues of great saints standing at the top of the temple.

A huge blue flag hangs down from the top. The huge flag hangs above the golden gate of the magnificent palace. It is the glorious flag that symbolizes the Ultramarines Chapter itself. Silk threads made of gold are outlined on the edge, and the central part The Chapter's emblem is crafted from a single block of high-purity gold.

Ten company flags are flying around the chapter banner, and the glory flags of the Ultramarines Chapter are arranged around it. Each marble pillar behind its flying position is engraved with the logo, motto and glorious history of the corresponding company.

Vito looked up at the members of the Honor Guard on the long stairs. The elite veterans of the First Company were wearing power armor inherited from the Great Crusade era. The gorgeous golden wings on their helmets spread out, and the red war battles were spread out. The robe hangs down from his shoulders, and a power sword made of gold sculpture peeks out from under his cloak.

The veterans of the Honor Guard stared at the group of people walking up the stairs to the gate. Vito also looked at them and nodded slightly in salute. The veteran of the Honor Guard next to the gate also nodded to Vito, holding a power gun. The end of the spear, shining with energy lightning, struck the ground, and the door slowly opened with three regular knocks.

The magnificent golden door slowly opened with a heavy rumbling sound. The veterans of the Honor Guard moved to both sides, holding a spear in one hand and holding the hilt of the sword in the other. They were like silent divine soldiers on both sides of the door. Looking sideways as the group of people entered the hall, even the devastating bombardment above their heads was incomparable to the power they brought.

The group of people walked into the Extreme Hall. There were two tall white city walls on both sides. The snow-white stone walls were carved with the appearance of the entire magnificent Great Wall. The battlements, anchor points and the magnificent towers on them were all carved out, and together they Also present were countless brave sons and daughters of Macragge.

Vito walked past those two walls, his eyes staring at the lifelike reliefs on them. Those people appeared in front of him as if they were real people. Their vividness even made Eldar like Eldar silent in silence. Nodding in approval, this is quite remarkable. You know what the virtues of the Spirit Race are.

Above their heads is a huge relief. It is a starry sky drawing of the entire five hundred worlds carved and depicted on the dome. All the worlds and stars are described in detail on it. Surrounding the grand picture of the stars is a circle made of gems. The emblem is the chapter emblem of all Ultramarines sub-groups.

All the Sons of Guilliman were surrounding the five hundred worlds, surrounding their land of origin and spiritual home. Vitor's eyes looked up at the majestic dome, and when he came to the throne at the end, he lowered his head. Headed.

Vito looked at the golden throne in front of him. It was a perfect throne inlaid with blue gems and emeralds. Behind the throne was an eagle with spread wings. The giant eagle extended its wings from both sides of the throne. The colorful light from the huge glazed window behind him shines into the throne, illuminating the outline of the person sitting on the throne.

Vito glanced at the people standing on both sides of the throne. Standing on the right was a man holding a gorgeous cockscomb helmet on his fingers. He was wearing a dress that couldn't be more gorgeous, enough to compete with Fulgrim for the top clothing list. A young warrior in robes, with an exquisite sword slung across his body and a bright and confident smile on his face.

On the other side is a more calm warrior. He is wearing a low-key suit, but he wears several rows of honorary badges on his chest. The yellow jersey slips from his shoulders, and his shoulder armor is engraved with Writing a book, a book of knowledge surrounded by an olive crown.

Vito turned to look at the people behind him, "For those of you who don't know, let me introduce you to Cato Sicarius, the commander of the second company on the left, and Mr. Orsius, the director of the think tank on the right."

"And this is the one in the middle." Vito turned to look at the burly giant sitting on the throne. The huge power glove was grasped on the armrest of the throne. The burly giant slowly stood up, and a shadow shrouded the throne from his body. On the hall floor.

"Please allow me to introduce to you, the leader of the Ultramarines Chapter, Lord Marius Augustus Calgar."