Warhammer Inquisitor

The golden ears of wheat are floating with the breeze in the bright sun, and the tentacles on the heads of the golden ears of wheat standing on the ground collide with each other in the wind, and with the wind from the field Blowing past, this piece of golden ocean also swayed.

In the undulating golden ocean, a man wearing a jacket with the cuffs cut off, exposing his thick upper arm muscles stood up. He stood among the swaying ears of wheat in the wheat field, raised his hand to wipe himself Beads of sweat on his forehead from busy work.

His dark skin has become deep and firm under the sun for many years. The man carried a hoe welded together with long iron rods and armor fragments on his shoulders, and his brown eyes looked around. The surrounding wheat fields and the buildings on the edge of the fields.

Those buildings made of wood or iron and metal are shining in the bright sunlight, especially those double-story steel buildings. Their roofs are like mirrors under the sunlight and reflection, making the whole small Everywhere in the town is illuminated by the sun.

The man raised his head and looked at the towering metal wall in the distance. It was the tall barrier of the Emperor Mirage. It seemed to be sleeping on the ground, and the towering ship itself stood not far away like a wall of the world. At the center, clouds and mist filled the surroundings of its armor, floating on the huge energy hoses that were connected to the battleship's body and hung down from a high place.

Faint clouds and mist floated on the pipes that shone with little bits of energy, and each section of their pipes had an energy indicator light flashing to detect and show whether the energy transmission inside them was stable.

The slightly old man looked at the cloud-filled space with brown eyes, as if the energy pipes were hanging down from a fairyland. For decades, the pipes had been driving the Emperor Mirage, which was still in the throbbing operation of the quantum reactor. The energy generated is continuously extracted from it and sent to the settlements at the feet of the sleeping giant ship.

He looked up at the thick energy tube, and old Adams looked at the side of the giant ship in the distance. The golden and white walls stood there, if placed on a backward feudal planet, such as Adams before he joined the Great Crusade On his homeland, on that feudal agricultural planet, Adams would definitely regard the scenery seen in the distance as the wall of gods separating the gods from the human world.

One of the man's callused hands gently held a wheat ear. He was slightly old, with fine wrinkles on his face, and his brown eyes, which were still full of vigor, looked at the wheat ear in his hand.

From every angle, he looks like an ordinary farmer, the kind who can grab a lot in the imperial agricultural world, but he still has one characteristic that distinguishes him from ordinary farmers, that is, the The pistol, the holster with the lightning logo branded on it, was always hanging on his waist, and he never took it off even when he was working in the field.

The man used this to remind himself that he was not a farmer. In the past, from the present to the future when he was buried in the ground, he was a soldier, a soldier of the Great Expedition.

"Stevenson, straighten the scarecrow. It's almost here. Damn it, don't let me tell you what to do!" The old man put down the ears of wheat in his hand, raised his head and shouted at the eldest son on the edge of the field , his tall and strong eldest son Stevenson put down the scythe in his hand, and he looked up at his father.

"Let him tilt, that thing is old and heavy, and it will fall down again in two days anyway." "Lazy people cannot get the blessing of the emperor. The emperor wants us to perform our duties and be loyal to our duties. Only That's how he will bless you all! So get moving now! Don't let me come and kick you!"

The old man shouted loudly and waved his fist, while Stevenson sighed helplessly. He stuck the sharp sickle in his hand on the ground, waved to the brother on the other side, and the two walked together. In front of the huge scarecrow in the middle of the field.

Supported by a thick steel rod, the scarecrow standing in the golden field looks very unique. Unlike common scarecrows, it is built with straw, hemp rope and stones. This scarecrow is made of steel from top to bottom. The torso of the body is welded with several pieces of iron sheets, and several pieces of broken optical power generation panels are even embedded on the outstretched arms.

The sparkling optical board reflects strong light in the sun, which allows the birds in the air to see it from a long distance and is afraid to rely on it, but the disadvantage is that it is very heavy, and each piece of optical reflective board is hard It is solid, and with the rest of the worn metal all over it, its weight is self-evident.

"And daddy, stop yelling about the emperor, you might as well think about the problem with our irrigation system again." Stevenson said, putting his strong shoulders on the scarecrow, and his voice was Because he pushed hard the metal object in front of him, he was pressed very low and long.

"Yes, Dad, you have believed in your emperor for so many years, and we haven't seen him come to help us harvest rice, or fix that broken irrigation system." On the other side of Stevenson, there is a brown-black hair The hair-haired brother Gavin said so, his hands passed over the top of his brother's bent head, firmly supporting the wide metal bar in front of him.

They worked together to push the thing up, and Gavin's hands were sore from being pressed against the narrow edge of the metal rebar, and he continued to complain endlessly, "It's good that he helps us lift this damn thing up. "

"Shut up, you two lazy bastards! Trust the Emperor, follow the Emperor, so that he will bless you and save us, and you two brats have nothing to do with piety! Still want the Emperor's blessing? Dreaming !"

The old farmer standing on one side yelled loudly. He looked at the two sons pushing the scarecrow with his back. Stevenson used his shoulders to push the metal steel bar at the end of the scarecrow. He adjusted the position of his shoulders and continued to work hard. Push it up, but the mouth can't stop.

"But didn't Old Virtus say that the Emperor isn't a god? He doesn't need our worship." "Anyway, I don't want to worship a person I haven't seen. I haven't even seen him since I was born." seen."

The two brothers Stevenson and Gavin echoed each other, while the old father frowned angrily. He grabbed a stone on the ground and threw it on Gavin's shoulder. He was beaten and screamed, and then He hid behind the steel bar, poked his head out and looked at his father, who was still standing there annoyed.

"That preacher knows nothing! I still remember the day when the emperor came to me, which will also be your home world. I solved the famine and plague on the entire planet by myself. What is this not a god?" The old guy Yelling loudly, he watched his two sons wave their arms, grabbed another stone and smashed it on the erected steel bar in front of them.

"Put that damn thing up for me, you lazy bastards! Otherwise, I'll teach you what the consequences of sabotage are for the emperor!"

Stevenson and Gavin hurriedly continued to work. They pushed the metal scarecrow in hand and quickly pushed it straight. The old father, with his hands on his hips, looked at his youngest son, Arthur, who was reading a book in his hand at the side of the field. go.

"Arthur! Don't look at that old book that Virtus gave you! You are really a good student of his, come down and help me with my work!" shouted old Adams, who had been sitting on the side of the field, in a building The younger son Arthur, who was reading a book on the outer wall of the building with the brown-red roof, raised his head.

When he glanced at the book in his hand, the wall next to his ear was hit by a stone, and he closed the book in his hand in surprise, holding a hoe leaning against the wall and walking along the edge of the field. Walking along the main road, he came to Old Adams from the pavement made of broken rocks.

"Dad, we have never seen the Emperor, we don't know him at all, we will feel something when you tell the stories you told ten thousand times, we don't believe in the Emperor, because we don't know him at all , you can't ask people to believe in an imaginary great man, can you?"

"Don't take the nonsense from the preacher you listened to. You haven't seen him, I have! And you only need to look at him to know that he is worthy of your trust and follow." Old Adams knocked Smacking his son's head, he turned and looked at the huge scarecrow standing up in front of him.

"He is like a scarecrow, dispelling the darkness in the universe, and driving away all the crows and locusts. He is wearing that golden armor, and with a light that is more shining than this tattered scarecrow, he will destroy the darkest place in the galaxy. Light up!"

Adams said passionately, although his eloquence is very bad, but you can't expect too much from an ordinary person who was conscripted into a ship as an ordinary infantryman from a certain agricultural feudal planet, right?

Just as Adams continued to proclaim the image of the Emperor's majesty in a loud voice like the preacher he despised, the metal gate behind him slowly opened, and the entrance to the town, the heavy metal gate beside the golden rice field was rumbling The door opened slowly, and Arthur turned his head to respond to the sound. He looked at the Sun Auxiliary Army inside the door. After they poked their heads out and took a look outside the door, they immediately stood on both sides and stood at attention.

Arthur looked in that direction in surprise, completely ignoring his old father Adams who was still talking, he waved his arms and said loudly, "He has a stalwart figure, a holy face, and a golden one! "

"Halo?" "Ah, yes, it seems that you still remember what I said sometimes, Arthur? What are you looking at? Isn't Peter and the others back?"

As Adams said, he turned his head and looked at the surprised son beside him, who seemed to be looking at something unbelievable. He also turned around with his hips crossed and looked over. When he turned his head slowly, he saw the tall man standing on the road beside him. When the giant hit, Adams' hands slipped from his waist.

He looked at the gleaming golden power armor, the huge power claws hanging by his side, the lifelike phoenix blade hilt shining in the sun, the tall figure standing on the side of the field, the raised road He looked down at them, his face illuminated by the sun disc shining like the sun behind his head.

Adams looked at him, and in an instant, countless memories broke through the blur of the years, and all of them flooded into his mind. Behind him, the two sons who had just helped the scarecrow up also saw the tall giant. In the fields of gold.

"That's it, the Emperor?" Stevenson asked in surprise, while his father Adams, who was a few steps away, shook his head, looking up at the face that he would never, even if he turned to ashes, The forgettable face, one of the only people he swore allegiance to in his life, one was the Emperor himself, the other was.

"Marshal Vito?" Adams asked in disbelief, he couldn't believe his eyes at all, he looked up at Vito on the road, his tall head on the power armor smiled and looked at Adams.

"Nice to see you again, Adams. It seems that you have returned to your old job, farmer, and it is indeed suitable for you." Vito said, looking around the vast golden field in front of him, and stopped for a while in the golden field. A harvester converted from an armored vehicle, the heavy cannon at the front was removed and replaced by a harvesting gate composed of three pairs of wide scythes.

"It seems that you have taken good care of this place, just like in your hometown, right? You have also taken care of such a vast wheat field and raised a whole village." Vito looked at the grass swaying gently in the breeze. In the golden ocean, he raised his head slightly to look at the hull of the Emperor Mirage in the distance. He stood like a high white and golden wall at the end of the street.

"That's right, Marshal, I'm in charge of farming and managing this field, and providing rations for the entire ship." Adams said and immediately stood at attention. He stood in the field like a real soldier, looking at Vito with his head held high. , the latter still had a smile on his face.

He looked at the excited Adams in front of him, his eyes were trembling with excitement, and Vito immediately raised his head to look at the two sons behind him. These two young men who were still sloppy just now were hardly different in Vito's eyes. Consciously stand up straight, now they know why Uncle says when you see the Emperor, you can't help but follow him.

This was vividly and exquisitely reflected in Vito. They looked at Vito with their heads held high, motionless like the scarecrow beside them, and Vito smiled at them.

"You have a group of good helpers, Adams." "I will do my best, Marshal, and it is a great honor to see you and the Emperor's Light again! We welcome you!"

"I will do my best, Adams, thank you for your dedication over the years." Vito said and raised a hand to salute Adams. The latter was so excited that his heart almost jumped out, and he put his legs together towards Vito Raise your hand and salute.

"For the Empire and the Truth!"

Empire and truth? Vito was silent for a while listening to those two words. He had forgotten how many years he had not heard these two words. The truth of the empire really seemed to return to the past.

Vito sighed a long time. After smiling at Adams, he looked at the main road ahead. It was a long, straight and wide road. At the end of the street was the huge landing deck of the Emperor Phantasm. .

The magnificent landing gate bridge has been lowered, its wide and long bridge deck hangs down on the ground, and behind it is the entire tall ship hull like the wall of the world, its towering body is decorated with platinum With bright golden statues and patterns, the huge reliefs and gold-rimmed armor make it look like a temple on a planet that escapes the world.

The long gate bridge connects the gate of the hull, and on both sides of it, there are two tall angel statues standing on both sides of the gate frame and the bridge. The two closed-winged angels wearing hoods and pointing to the holy sword are like Two golden giant soldiers stood guard on both sides of the majestic gate.

The sun shines on their beautiful faces and the golden battle armor they wear, and the shining light shines on them. They guard the magnificent giant ship that fell on the ground. For decades, loyal guards with.

And just like them, under the battleship, on both sides of the road in front of the landing gate, there are many buildings, and there are many people walking between those wooden or iron buildings. Veterans live here and have been guarding the warships behind them for decades.

Vito took a deep breath, he exhaled slowly and walked onto the street, Peter and his party behind him also followed, Lilith naturally walked beside Vito, walking in front with him, And at the end of the line, Magnus looked at Arthur as he passed over the field.

The latter also looked at him, at the crimson cyclops, and the tall Magnus stared at Arthur, his eyes saw the book he was holding in his hand, the brown-red book on the cover Its title is written on it, a book that is regarded as an absolutely forbidden book in the current empire, "On the Gods".

Magnus raised his head slightly. He looked up at Arthur and nodded in respect. After Arthur nodded politely in response, Magnus walked forward and followed Vito into the trunk. the direction of the road.

Vito walked into the outermost intersection of the town. After passing the vast fields on both sides and the artificially excavated irrigation canals flowing in it, Vito walked into the outermost edge of the town. He raised his head and looked at the entrance of the town. The first building that came into view was a hut made of steel, with a large number of cables and hoses hanging on its outside.

Those dense ropes extend down from high places, hang on the walls and extended support poles, and there are many electric towers standing in the open space around the building, with several layers of Teslas on their tops. The electric circle, the ground in between is also connected with countless criss-crossing energy pipelines.

Vito stood on the side street of the building and looked at the densely packed exterior wall of the building that looked like a spider web. Beside him, Peter came up with a gun on his back. He stood beside Vito and looked at the complex with him. building exterior walls.

"This is the limited edition of the iron sheet wire hole?" Vito asked with a wry smile. Peter beside him shrugged.

"No, it's an energy relay station. We gather the energy output from the reactor on the Emperor's Mirage here, transform it here, and then send it to various places in the settlement."

"Relay station? Is the one on the ship unusable? We have to build a hand rubbing machine here. I think it looks the same as the one made by the green leather waggggggge. It won't explode, right?" Vito smiled wryly and looked at the one in front of him with his hands on his hips. At the relay station, patches of lightning flashed on the orange Tesla coil, looking as if it was about to explode at any moment.

"The energy control system on the ship can't be used. After we manually started the reactor, we found that the energy without automatic adjustment by the system is too large. If it is used directly, it will explode into a nuclear bomb, so we built this relay station on the ground here to regulate and divert the surging energy. energy."

As Peter said, Vito glanced down at Peter, and then he raised his head to look at the Emperor Mirage in the distance. It was lying on the mountain like a dragon in oriental mythology, and its existence itself was like that of this world. generally.

Vito looked up at the height of the battleship filled with clouds and mist. He looked at the energy tubes hanging from the height and was silent for a moment, "Is there any trouble on board? That's why you are trapped here."

"Yes, Marshal." Peter replied softly, while Vito smiled slightly, and he lowered his head to look at the complex group of electric towers ahead, "It's okay, I will solve that trouble and take you away."

Peter looked at Vito, as if he heard that before, and he would take the speaker as an idiot who went to a bar and got drunk, but when Vito said this, Peter didn't have the slightest doubt, he believed Vito , believe him unreservedly and conditionally.

Peter nodded. With his gun on his back, he and Vito looked in the direction of the electric tower. Between the dense electric towers like a magnetic storm weapon, lightning bolts shot into the sky. To be honest, it is a miracle that the power station here did not explode. , since a relay station in such a copycat has been used for decades and it is still working fine, Vito can't help but start thinking, is it possible that human beings also have wagggggggge energy or something.

"Although it looks dangerous, it has indeed been functioning normally for decades, thanks to its builder and commander." "Moral."

Vito said the name that Peter hadn't said yet, and he smiled at the operation console under the densely packed cables in the relay station. In front of the terminal screen at the end of the cobweb-like pipe stood two priests of Mechanicum, both wearing The red robe, its mechanical arm stretched out from under the red robe, methodically operating the instrument in front of it.

When Vito looked, one of the priests also noticed Vito. He raised his upper half of his face that had not been transformed into a machine, and looked at Vito with iron-gray eyes dumbfounded. Absolute rationality, and even a hint of human surprise in the cold calculation program.

"Scott-2, you interrupted the operation, the reason?" The technical priest who was still burying his head and operating the terminal in front of him asked, and Scott-2 beside him was surprised and asked again. Speak with a calm eccentric tone.

"If the Ohm Messiah blesses my sensory system and memory matching system, I believe there is an 80% possibility that it is Marshal Vito Constantine himself."

"100%" Vito leaned forward with a smile. He stepped behind the technical priest Moral who was buried in his head. It is still flesh and blood, and the right face is still completely transformed into a machine.

Moral looked up at Vito behind him, his mechanical eyes swiveled and locked on Vito in front of him, then lowered his head to look at Peter who was following behind Vito, "Colonel Peter, please help verify my As a result of the calculation, is it Marshal Vito Constantine himself in front of me?"

"Yes, Moral, you don't need to calculate and speculate, the marshal is standing in front of you, alive and well." Peter jokingly laughed, and Vito beside him also smiled and put his arms in his arms, "Yes, I still So handsome, right? And you are exactly as I remember."

"The part of our mechanical teaching, the body modification, can withstand the damage of time, and my appearance can match your memory data cognition."

"Yes, I can see that."

Vito smiled and looked at Moral in front of him. His appearance had not changed at all. It seemed that the passage of fifty years or more had not affected his mechanical body, his face, voice and habits. It's still exactly the same as I remember.

Vito took a deep breath, and then slowly released it, looking at the priest in front of him with great joy, "It's a pleasure to see you again, Moral, Om Messiah bless you."

"Ohm Messiah also blesses you, Marshal, but my system calculation results show that we only have a 30% chance of meeting again, so my conclusion is that we will not be able to meet each other in this lifetime."

"Wow, it's good to be wrong once in a while, isn't it?" Vito smiled and pressed Moral's shoulders. The semi-mechanical face of the latter looked up at Vito's face. He was silent for a moment, and the eyes on the mechanical side followed It flickered for a moment, but soon a smile appeared on the corner of Moral's only remaining human mouth.

"I think so, Marshal, Om Messiah bless."

Vito looked at Moral's smile, smiled joyfully and patted him on the shoulder lightly with his iron fist, "I'm really glad to see you again, my friend."

As Vito said, he turned and walked to the inner side of the town. Peter stood behind Vito with his gun on his back and looked at the back of the Marshal with a smile. He then turned to look at Moral, "Tell everyone that the Marshal is back."

"Understood." Moral nodded. After watching Peter follow Vito and leave, he turned his head slightly. A string of data flashed through his mechanical eyeballs. A string, he thought he would never Unused cipher data.

"The Supreme Marshal has returned to his legion." This sentence quickly spread throughout the entire Mechanicus network through the torrent of information, and in the blink of an eye, the entire settlement was aware of the news.

Vito walked up the main road, under the eaves on both sides of him, and everyone walking on the street immediately noticed Vito, all the veterans saw Vito coming, and they were stunned for a while at first , They looked at the golden battle armor, as if they had fallen into some kind of illusory dream, and when they saw Vito's face, almost instinctively, everyone stood at attention and saluted him.

"Marshal." In front of Vito, the hunter with a sniper rifle on his back and a unique local small game in his other hand raised his arm and saluted Vito without hesitation. go aside.

"Sols." Vito saluted him with a smile, and then looked at the veterans standing up from the chairs under the eaves. They were all wearing navy blue uniforms. Standing to attention and saluting Vito.

"Movin, Laval and Storou, nice to meet you, really." "We too, Marshal, nice to see you again."

After Vito turned his head to salute the three, he continued to walk along the road in front of him. He didn't need to lower his arms at all. All the expedition veterans around him were standing on both sides of the road. They were either alone or three Five groups lined up on both sides, all of them raised their arms and stared intently at Vito who was coming.

Vito came to a bar. Outside the two-storey wooden building, a piece of iron sheet was used to carve the shape of a wine glass. Vito stopped and looked at the several energy hoses plugged into the outer wall with a playful expression. There are also many buildings with cables tied together climbing out of the roof.

The double doors of the bar were pushed open immediately, and the veterans who heard the commotion and shouts rushed out of the bar. They were all holding guns, as if they thought they were being raided, but when they saw standing outside the door on the street, When Vito smiled, everyone lowered their guns in stunned amazement.

"Marshal? I'm not drunk, am I?" the veteran who rushed out first, holding an energy pistol in his hand, and a mustache on his mouth said in surprise. His accent was weird and thin, which sounded funny and fun.

Vito smiled and watched him look up to the bar behind him, and saw the drinks on the wall in various glasses. "I don't think you have, Ezio, it seems that you can finally carry out your moonshine technology in a fair way."

Vito spoke with that unique ancient Terra Latin accent, and Ezio immediately understood that he was not drunk, and he hadn't heard this familiar accent for many years, and in this galaxy, only A person who can speak with this accent.

"Mamma Mia! The Emperor is here!" Ezio said and immediately put the pistol in his holster, and then slapped the hand of a young man with a gun next to him, waving himself gesture, shouting at the veterans and young people around.

"Put down your guns! It's the marshal!" Ezio immediately kicked his legs, stood at attention and saluted Vito under the eaves of the bar, and all the soldiers beside him stood at attention and saluted at the same time.

"Lieutenant Ezio Florence is reporting to you, Marshal." "Hello, Ezio, it seems that the bootleg wine that you were chasing by the law enforcement team all over the boat is now legal, and you can hang it upright. "

Vito said and pointed to the wine shelf behind Ezio, the latter laughed, and his mustache twitched, "Yes, I spent a lot of time convincing Oleg Law Enforcement Officer , and Captain Reina, we can’t seriously tense our nerves all day long when the ship can’t fly and has been on standby, how can we lose morale.”

"And it seems that you convinced them." Vito said with a smile. He looked at Ezio who was also smiling in front of him. "Yes, sir, it took a lot of work, but it worked out in the end."

"How is the morale? Is it still high?" Vito looked at the row of veterans standing in front of him. The same is true for Ezio, who stood upright with his head held high.

"The morale of the whole ship is high, we are always waiting for your orders, sir!"

"Very good, continue to keep everyone's morale up. After we leave here, we will do the same. I have to come for a drink later." Vito said, patted Ezio's arm lightly with his iron fist, and then walked towards At the end of the street, Ezio and the veteran beside him looked at each other, then stepped down the steps of the bar two or three times, came to the street and looked at Vito.

"Marshal, do you think we're leaving here?" "That's right, so get ready to take these drinks away! I haven't had a sip yet."

Vito waved his hand in the distance with a smile. He said the morale-boosting news lightly. He would take them, all the people, out of the webway and return to the embrace of the empire.

Ezio burst out laughing. He stood at attention on the street and saluted Vito's back, then flung his fingers playfully in the air, "Okay, Marshal, get ready!"

Vito continued to walk on the street. On both sides of his road, veterans and their children gathered from all over the place were saluting Vito, and Vito turned to them one by one to salute without hesitation.

He is really paying tribute, paying tribute to these disciplined and proud soldiers who have been trapped in the webway for more than 50 years, have never taken off their military uniforms, put down their weapons, and served as the Imperial Expeditionary Force.

The veterans who strode out from the buildings on both sides of the street quickly walked down the porch. While walking, they buttoned up their military uniforms and stood on the street in front of the eaves. They raised their arms and looked at the Vito, who passed by from the opposite side, heard the titles of "Marshal" incessantly.

And Vito looked at these men and women, their military uniforms, the navy blue uniforms, had been washed and worn countless times, and turned into light blue or even gray, and the old military uniforms were covered with patches, but they He never took off the uniform, and the men and women here are still just as Vito remembered. He was right. Even though the faces of these soldiers have been wrinkled and old in the vicissitudes of life, he can still Recognize them by their uniforms.

Vito walked past the buildings that were spliced ​​together from the wreckage of the battleships. Those steel houses were welded together in a very funny way. It looked like some bad jigsaw puzzle. Vito saw Looking at those buildings, he burst out laughing, but this is not surprising, after all, they are all his former subordinates, and they have faithfully inherited Vito's aesthetics of minimalism and pragmatism.

But when Vito looked up at the Emperor's Eagle flag fluttering on the roof beside him, the flying golden Eagle flag seemed to turn those iron buildings into the most gorgeous palaces, and there is nothing in this world that can compare with Compared with the buildings in the webway.

Vito looked up at the flag and smiled. He stood in front of the building and stopped for a long time. Peter behind him also raised his head and smiled at the flying flag, which had never been dropped in the webway for decades. Banners.

"Marshal?" An old voice came from one side. Vito was stunned for a moment and then turned his head slightly. He saw the old man coming from another wooden building with the imperial flag flying behind him. He is very old, very old, and the years have made him unable to straighten up.

The old man was wearing a preacher's white robe. He was leaning on crutches and could only walk out with the help of a young preacher who was also wearing a robe. He came over, leaning on crutches, as if he was a monk, going to a worship service that was too late.

Vito immediately turned around. He strode up to meet the old man and knelt down on one knee. He supported the old man in front of him, and looked at the old man's old face from the wide neck of the power armor. The face is already covered with wrinkles, almost like a piece of parchment that has been squeezed countless times, "Virtus? Is that you?"

"It's me, Marshal, it's me. I'm too old, right? So old, you don't know him anymore." Virtus raised his skinny hand to touch Vito's face, as if to make sure, The person in front of him is not a hallucination.

Vito knelt on the ground and let his dry wrinkled hands touch his face. Tears welled up in the eyes of the old man. He threw away his cane and put his hands on Vito's face, "It's really you, Vito , you're here, I'm finally looking forward to you with a sigh of relief."

"It's me, old friend, I'm here, I kept you waiting." Vito also whimpered, he pressed Virtus' shoulder, he still remembered the first time he knew Virtus, it was still in Tai He was one of Vito's many true old friends during the War of Unification.

No, it is also the last one. When Vito met Virtus, he was still very young. He remembered his young and passionate face at that time. He vowed to preach the truth of the Empire to the whole galaxy until the end of his life. He did it, he Live up to your oath.

"I have kept the fire of the empire's truth for us, you and the emperor's will, I have kept our dreams, and now I can finally return that fire to you."

"Virtus, don't say that, you." "I'm dying, Vito, I'm the last preacher on board, let me return you the seed of truth of the empire, let me do my last duty .”

Vito looked at the old man who was like a candle in the wind and was about to burn out. His eyes were still shining with the last fire. Vito raised his head and looked at the building behind Virtus. The wooden building The beautiful buildings are painted and decorated with beautiful flowers.

Surrounded by the gate were many younger children. They seemed to be Peter's grandchildren, their children's children. They surrounded the gate, and looked at the door of the classroom where countless desks and books were placed. Vito and Virtus.

Vito took a deep breath, and he leaned his forehead against Virtus, "You have finally become a teacher, my old friend, you have taught countless generations, you have done everything you promised, Now, rest well, and I will pass on this seed for you."

"Thank you, Vito, thank you, I can finally see the Emperor," Virtus said in an old voice, behind Vito Magnus watched him quietly, watching this burning life The last bit of fire in the world, the old man who preserves and continues the tinder of civilization and knowledge.

Magnus looked at him, and in a split second, many things flashed through his mind, respect, respect and more, and Magnus looked up at the flying imperial banner, with the sky eagle waving above it, " You liar, how could there be so many, such respectable people, who would spend their lives for you?"

Magnus didn't understand, he didn't understand why these people were infinitely loyal to the emperor and his so-called imperial truth, that ridiculous lie, and were even willing to spend their whole lives continuing to burn it, Magnus didn't know, for many people like Virtu For people like Si, their allegiance has never been to the Emperor.

They are loyal and willing to dedicate their lives to human civilization. They preserve the seeds and history of civilization, pass it on and continue to burn it. This is what they, the preachers, strive for all their lives.

Peter walked to Vito's side, he held the gun on his back and pressed the shoulder armor of the marshal, and then turned his head to look at the landing deck of the Emperor Mirage, which was close in front of him. Above the huge gate bridge was the magnificent giant gate.

Vito also looked up at the gate shining in the sun between the two angel statues, and Peter stood beside Vito, looking at the gate with him.

"Come on, she is waiting for you, he is like all of us, he has been waiting for you for fifty or sixty years."