Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

The central fortress of Hera of the Ultramarines was bustling with people. There were many people here. Power armor and various costumes and colors impressed Cole's eyes. He stood at the absolute core position in the center of the hall and looked at it. looking at the surrounding participants.

From the burly Astartes, to the luxuriously dressed planetary nobles, to the Planetary Defense Force and Ministry of Government officials in neat uniforms, to the Ecclesiastical clergy wearing red robes and ridiculous hats, and those low-key but elegant Remarkable citizens represented almost all classes of Macragge gathered here.

This was a grand event, an absolutely unprecedented event. Cole's eyes moved away from the crowd. He looked up at the tall dome above his head. Countless flags hung down from his head. Those who symbolized the Ultramarines The banners of all the Chapter's companies flew throughout the length of the hall.

The magnificent statues were carefully clear and polished as if they were new, as if they had just been installed for this event. Not only those statues, but the entire Throne Courtyard of Hera Fortress had been renovated from the inside out and cleaned several times. , the entire throne room is brand new, as if it has been torn down and rebuilt.

Cole stood next to the throne. It was the most important and precious position that could make everyone present earn a lot of money. Cole suspected that if this position could be auctioned, he could probably earn enough to buy an entire The planet's money, after all, being able to witness the entire coronation process up close beside the original body is not an opportunity that can be bought simply with money.

During the coronation ceremony, only a handful of people could sit beside the throne throughout the process. Even Macragge's head of administration, the Archbishop of the Ecclesiarchy, and the consuls could only stand in the front row closest to the throne, but they did not stand on the throne. On the steps, the people who can stand here are all distinguished and have absolutely convincing reasons.

Cole glanced at the Calgar Chapter Commander next to him. His eyes looked around the hall. Everyone was already here and ready, including the national church choir, reporters and cameramen from the propaganda department, and Chapter masters and veterans of all Ultramarines chapters and sub-chapters, and of course, the high-ranking governors of all planets in the five hundred worlds.

But there was only one person missing among them, a person who occupied the coveted position of thousands of people below, and Cole probably knew who the guy Calgar Chapter Leader was looking for.

Cole sighed speechlessly. He rubbed the bridge of his nose and turned to look at Loken. The last Luna Wolf had been standing behind him behind the throne. He was wearing clean ceremonial power armor and a white shirt. .

"Where is the Marshal? I know he has never liked this kind of scene, but he won't even miss the coronation ceremony of the original body, right?" Cole asked helplessly, and the leader of Calgar also turned his head to look at Loken, The latter and Captain Eisenstein, who was also wearing a military uniform, looked at each other.

Lorken thought for a while, and the fingers on his power glove fiddled with the golden ribbon hanging from his shoulders, "No, he usually comes to such important occasions, but he usually comes at the last moment. He just came back, and according to his own words, he doesn’t want to stay in such an annoying place for one more second.”

"Then where is he dead now? Isn't this the last moment?" Cole asked very speechlessly, although he knew that Vito's thinking logic was not understandable to anyone, and Loken probably didn't know either.

"For example, now." The answer to this question was answered by himself. Several people turned to look at Vito who was walking up from the steps of the throne. He was in a state of embarrassment, with dust and brick powder covering his shoulders and arms. , the head was also sprinkled with a thick layer of building debris mixture like frosting.

"What did you do? You accidentally destroyed the house while sleeping with a girl?" Celestine leaned on the side of the throne and smiled mockingly, while Vito impatiently waved his hand and wiped his head. The dust on the floor was dusted off, and the thick dust flew and fell like snow, covering the originally clean marble floor that could be used as a mirror with a layer of ashes.

Calga watched Vito wave slightly, and almost immediately several servo skulls suddenly flew down from high. They landed on the ground behind Vito and quickly cleaned up all the dust. There were still a few floating in the air. Vito flew with him and tried to get rid of the dust on his body, but immediately flew away after Vito waved his hands away in annoyance.

"Kaul, I believe you have prepared alternative clothes, right?" Vito walked to the men and scratched his nose and said. The dust made his nose itchy, and the Great Sage of the Mechanicus, although I think Whether Kaul qualifies as a "man" is debatable, and whether he qualifies as a human being is a matter of debate.

You know, he probably doesn't have a lot of flesh on his body, but well, at least he can solve Vito's current troubles. The Great Sage stepped forward from behind Loken and Eisenstein, dragging the huge The body moved up, and the mechanical eye turned on Vito's face.

"Yes, after my calculations, among the risks and disadvantages of this coronation ceremony, I calculated that there is a 60% chance that you will mess up your "appearance" before the ceremony, including non- Rational behavior, meaninglessly getting involved in fights, or arguing with others, etc. "

Kaul said word by word, as if he was explaining some scientific topic. Vito looked at him speechlessly and took off his black windbreaker, "Then shut up and bring out the backup options."

After Vito said that, one of Caul's robotic arms stretched out, and the slender arranged robotic arm handed over a piece of clothing. Vito looked at the extremely gaudy purple uniform and held his forehead speechlessly, "Caul , I know you will bring the marshal uniform, but why the hell are you bringing this iron chain with you? Do you think my neck belongs to a Titan?"

"I believe this is a matching uniform. All elements are of special value. After my calculations, wearing this medal chain can increase the number by 100%."

"Okay, okay! Shut up, I'll just put it on." Vito held his forehead speechlessly. He took the marshal uniform and put it on. Caul's robotic arm was still around to help Vito put on the uniform very considerately. A gorgeous piece of clothing, a number of small but flexible pliers arranged the medals, decorations and pendants on his chest, and then fastened the heavy chain around Vito's neck.

After putting on the thing, Vito bent forward. He complained silently and slowly stood up. Calga looked at Vito and nodded in affirmation.

"This dress is more in line with your status, Marshal, especially here." "Do I have any other options? One that can make me look less like a flashy, idiot noble?"

Calga did not answer Vito. The chapter leader and Loken and Eisenstein next to the throne looked at each other and smiled. Vito glanced at Calga and sighed. His eyes searched for the throne, and then he realized that at this time, he usually Ragnar, who should complain about himself, is gone.

"Where's Ragnar? Shouldn't he be responsible for complaining about me at this time?" Vito asked, weighing the huge solid gold double-headed star eagle logo in the center of his chest, and his eyes were searching throughout the hall. , looking among the colorful space warriors.

"And Olaf and Lancelot are also missing. What did you send?" Vito asked while searching. The answer to this question was somewhat beyond Vito's expectation, because it was not Eisenstein but Calga. .

The iron fist of the Ultramarines Chapter Leader fell next to Vito, and the Chapter Leader's eyes were on the warriors who were talking to each other, "The two wild wolves, and the Dark Angels left with their chapter brothers while you were going to rest. ”

"Left? Where did you go?" Vito noticed something was wrong. It was normal for the Dark Angel to leave. Anyway, those taciturn, quiet and mysterious knights did not like to participate in such a grand event, but they also paid attention to it. Honor and prestige, although their reputation has been almost completely forgotten by Asmo, one or two veterans will still be left to represent the company at the coronation ceremony.

The sons of Russ like this kind of grand ceremony and are even more keen on the carnival feast afterwards. Just like their wolf king Leman Russ, the wild wolves will not miss any banquet, but they also Suddenly everyone left?

Vito held his chin and thought carefully, but before he could reach any conclusion, something strange happened in the hall. It was not because of any sudden noise, but on the contrary, it was because of all the sounds. It all came to an abrupt end.

Vito and Calga turned to the direction of the throne room door. The huge golden door slowly opened inward. As the sound of heavy mechanical transmission resounded through the hall, everyone faced that direction.

All the Space Marines on the floor of the hall turned collectively. The Ultramarines and the soldiers of all sub-regiments saluted in the direction of the door. The burly giants were lined up on both sides of the long road in the center of the hall.

The chapter leader and the company commanders of all the chapters stood at the front. They looked at the team entering the hall. The first person to walk in from the golden door was a row of fluttering flags, each with different patterns and colors. The flags marched in procession, and beneath the wide flying colorful flags were veterans selected from the Honor Guards of all Chapters.

They walked into the hall carrying the battle flags of their respective chapters. Behind them were the veterans from the Ultramarines Honor Guard. They walked into the hall wearing gorgeous glory power armor and holding exquisite power halberds that shimmered with energy fields. , tall giants stepped into the hall wearing red shirts on their shoulders.

In the center of them, surrounded by stars like a moon, Guilliman walked into the hall with his head held high. Accompanied by the hymns of the Ecclesiarchy choir, the burly Primarch exuded a sense of solemnity and holiness for an instant. Covering the hall, all the mortals in the second-floor observation seats and the first floor knelt down to pay tribute to him.

The original body walked on the road surrounded by people in the hall. Behind him were two warriors who had the honor to protect and follow him. Cato Sicarius and Bell followed the original body and walked with him through this glorious world. Hall, heading to the throne that is destined to belong to him.

Under the heavenly singing of the children of the Imperial Choir, they arrived in front of the throne. The queues holding the battle flags of the war group walked in front of the throne to both sides. They walked in front of the crowd and stood at attention in front of the throne, accompanied by the uniform Turning around as they stepped, they stood in front of the steps of the throne with countless battle flags roaring as the ends of the flags dropped to the ground.

Guilliman walked between the waving flags, he walked between the shining power blades held high by the Honor Guard, and the Thirteenth Son of the Emperor came to the throne. He stood in front of the glorious throne and looked at the steps. Vito.

Vito watched as the corners of Guilliman's mouth turned up slightly, and the latter also noticed Vito's dusty hair. They both looked at each other and smiled.

"Have you talked to him?" Vito asked in a low voice. Guilliman nodded slightly, "Yes, we have talked to him, and it was not very pleasant. It seems that you have also talked to someone, right?"

Suddenly, the hymn and all the sounds stopped abruptly. Guilliman and Vito turned to look at the soldiers and citizens behind them at the same time. Vito Vito raised his head and looked straight ahead and whispered.

"Let's talk later." "I agree, let's continue."

Guilliman knelt down as he spoke. He knelt on one knee and buried his head in front of Vito. Vito was on the steps overlooking the original body below, and the shining sun disk gradually emerged behind his head. , the mouth was completely formed with the sunlight shining through the window.

Two rays of sunlight shine into the throne room from the window behind the throne. The sunlight casts a golden light behind the throne. Just like Vito now, the halo behind his head raised slightly as he stared. Guilliman spoke slowly at the foot of the steps, his voice as solemn as the words of the Emperor himself.

"Robert Guilliman, son of the Emperor and Conor Guilliman, are you willing to swear an oath to defend the laws of the Empire, its territory and the faith of the Emperor?" Vitor asked.

"I swear." And Guilliman answered that oath and responsibility.

"Are you willing to serve the well-being, security and future of the people of the empire? Are you willing to have a compassionate heart and spread the light of truth into the darkest corners of the galaxy, even if it requires your life." "I am willing. "

Thousands of eyes stared at this scene, from extraordinary space warriors to unknown civilians, all silently witnessing this moment, witnessing and listening to the trajectory of history.

"Are you willing to do your best to maintain the Imperial Code and Justice, and abide by the Emperor's lofty beliefs and teachings? Are you willing to do your best to defend the truth we believe in, maintain and protect the sacred and inviolable Emperor and The government he has chosen will kill those who blaspheme and betray with your sword.”

"I promise that I abide by all of the above requirements and I will keep and fulfill my promise, may the Emperor bless me."

Vito nodded slightly, then turned to look at Calga, who immediately knelt down.

"Marius Augustus Calgar, Chapter Master of the Ultramarines and Exalted Archon of Macragge, would you, on behalf of all the people of Ultramar and the Empire, acknowledge that Guilliman, the great Defender of the Emperor's Faith, Protector of the Imperium as your Lord? Will you be loyal to him and never betray him?"

"I admit, I am willing." Calga's rich voice said.

Vito nodded slightly and turned around to take the laurel crown from the hands of Celestine who came over. He took the laurel crown that symbolized royal power from the hands of the living saint. Vito held the crown in both hands and raised it high to ensure that the It can be clearly seen by everyone.

"Robert Guilliman, the eternal regent of the people of the Empire, the guardian of the civilized country, the Lord of Macragge and the eternal ruler of the five hundred worlds, the leader of the Orthodox Imperial Church, I, Vito Constantine, The Emperor's chosen Grand Marshal and Warden of the Empire are here to crown you."

After saying that, Vito slowly put the crown on Guilliman's head. The latter then raised his head and slowly stood up. He and Vito looked at each other and then stepped onto the steps of the throne. On both sides were Loken and Eisenstein. With everyone bowing their heads in respect, Robert Guilliman sat on the golden throne.

Vitor turned to face Guilliman and knelt down on one knee. As he knelt down, everyone knelt down together. The giant wings of the little angel fell to the ground. The Space Marines behind him and all the people of the five hundred worlds knelt down.

"May you be able to spread benevolent policies, broadcast the gospel, and benefit all peoples. Long live Robert Guilliman. May your glory shine forever."

"Long live!"

Guilliman sat on the throne and looked up at the people in front of him who were shouting long live. This scene will be remembered forever and remain in the memory and history books of mankind.