Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor - #679 - Chapter 661 Doomsday Storm: The Pendulum of the Future

Macragge was extremely noisy tonight. The celebrations had ended long ago, but the busiest streets were still full of explosions. But those sounds were not the sound of fireworks and children playing with firecrackers, but real gunshots.

The flashing red light of the laser gun instantly illuminated the entire courtyard, and the door of the mansion was kicked open. The captain of the guard holding the hell laser gun rushed into the courtyard, “Move, move! Go to the wall!”

“But sir, they are…but, Space Marines!” The guard holding the laser gun was so nervous that he couldn’t speak. His eyes were wide open, full of fear, and a huge explosion exploded outside the wall. They all buried their heads in unison.

“Kill them, or be killed by them. The Space Marines will not accept surrender. Now, pick up your guns, they are not fire sticks.” The guard captain grabbed a person’s collar, threw him towards the wall, and then said to The remaining people fired their guns into the air.

“Take care of everything you guys have done! The master is not paying you to tease girls with guns, go up! Fight them off, or they will all die!”

The guards were frightened and then rushed towards the wall. They climbed up the wall stacks and began to set up laser guns to shoot outside. The red light beam made the entire courtyard look like daylight, but it looked more like some inferior store. Nightclub interior.

The guard captain looked in the direction of the fire-lit wall. He glanced at his subordinates who were firing back on the wall. Then he pressed the intercom and listened to the words on the other side before raising his hands to everyone, “Five minutes! Five minutes later.” Reinforcements will come, another group of Space Marines will come to save us!”

The guard captain yelled, but he didn’t realize that five minutes was too luxurious for them. Before he could finish his words, an explosion swallowed up his voice.

The gate to the courtyard was blown open, and tall giants holding bolters strode in amid the thick smoke. The Ultramarines rushed into the courtyard, and the explosive bombs were instantly activated. In the blink of an eye, the wall turned into a mass of blood and flesh. In the slaughterhouse, the guards from above the wall opened fire on the Ultramarines, but the mortal weapons hit the power armor, and the only thing they could do was to polish off some sparks.

And they attracted the attention of the Ultramarines. He turned around, raised the bolt gun in his hand and fired a shuttle. All the guards on the wall exploded into flying flesh flowers.

On both sides of the Ultramarines, commandos all wearing black ceramic armor broke into the courtyard. Their helmets flashed a terrifying red light, and then the muzzles of the heavy laser guns in their hands burst out with dazzling light, and the lasers whizzed past in all directions. , shooting the remaining people in the courtyard on the spot.

The captain of the guard had served as a stormtrooper, so he recognized that those people were not from the Macragge Defense Force, but stormtroopers from the Inquisition. They were accompanying the ultramarines into the courtyard, ruthlessly assassinating and shooting everyone present. people.

The ultramarine wearing a centurion cockscomb helmet raised his chain sword, killed the guard with a sweeping slash and raised his head, “Lord Calgar’s order, leave no traitors behind! Revenge for the original body!”

The Ultramarines roared. Although they fell into silence afterwards, the viewport glass in the helmet flashed with angry light. The flames really ignited the entire courtyard. Under the firelight, the tall Space Marines They mercilessly slaughtered the officials and guards present.

They were all killed, and their blood and flesh turned into sticky mud and sprinkled on the ground. The whole courtyard was in chaos, but the guard captain still maintained some calmness. He raised his gun, aimed at the stormtroopers and fired at them. He shot to the ground, then turned the gun and fired in the other direction.

His leg was pierced by a gunshot, and he knelt down on the ground after wailing. He raised his head and looked at the centurion who was approaching, holding up a laser gun and firing at him. The laser beam bounced off the power armor. , when the rifle bullets were empty, he drew his pistol and fired at the centurion, one shot after another until he came to him.

The centurion slapped the guard captain’s pistol away, and the huge force of the slap 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, some people have killed Space Marines, so can I!”

He roared and pulled the safety, but in the fraction of a second when the safety bolt came off, the centurion chopped off his head with a chain saw, then grabbed him and threw him into the mansion, where it exploded. Sprayed out from behind the window, the servants of the Good Mansion came out screaming and were shot dead on the spot by the stormtroopers.

“Leave no one behind! For Lord Guilliman!” the centurion roared.

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There is a man lying quietly in the coffin in Macragge’s Temple of Glory. He is wearing gorgeous power armor. He has his eyes closed calmly and his blond hair hangs down under his bangs. Anyone who sees him will be confused for the first time. A moment of crying recognition.

That’s Guilliman, lying in a coffin, but is he dead? No, he is not dead, because next to the coffin, the real Guilliman is standing there, looking at the “self” in the coffin

“He looks so much like me, I almost thought it was me lying inside.”

“But no, you didn’t, what a shame.”

Guilliman turned to look at Vitor on the bench in front of the church. He was leaning there with his legs crossed, drinking a bottle of wine. Guilliman looked at himself in the coffin again and looked at it carefully. , “How did you do it? I mean, even I can’t see the flaws.”

“People always say that the people who really understand you are your enemies, and the people who know you better than your enemies are your shadows.” Vito raised the wine bottle to signal, “And the assassins are shadows, everyone ‘s shadow.”

“Transfiguration potion? Seeing is better than hearing. I’m glad you’re not my enemy, Vito.”

“I think so too.” Vito took a sip of wine, leaning on the bench and shaking the bottle.

Guilliman looked at “himself” in the coffin. He was lying there calmly, with no reaction, and his face was expressionless, as if it was just a sleep, just like himself a long time ago, but the difference is, He wouldn’t wake up like himself.

“How did you fool Calgar and the others?”

“I have my own methods. After all, I am also the great mentor of the Assassin’s Room, right? Those idiots of yours don’t need to make things difficult for me, but it is true that it took me a lot of effort to prepare your armor.”

Vito drank the wine from the flask, raised it up and looked at the carvings on it, “I only have one night to prepare, but fortunately, I don’t have to actually make a set of Destiny Armor, so I asked the Mechanicus people to take the death limit A warrior’s armor is melted and recast, it’s enough to be able to deceive others.”

“That armor of yours uses a lot of materials. I heard that it took an entire class of Ultramarines armor to make it.”

“Aren’t you going to tell Sicarius and them the truth? They really seem to think I’m dead.” Guilliman turned around and asked. There was a faint sound of gunfire outside the door.

“If you want to deceive your enemies, you must first deceive your own people. Don’t worry. Eva will tell them the truth when dawn comes. I hope they will like this surprise.”

“They won’t.”

“It’s boring, but tonight, let them go find the traitors with anger.” Vito shook the wine bottle 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, “Did he know that he was going to die? Did he know that you sent him to die.” Guilliman looked at the face in the coffin, that face asked a face that looked exactly like his own.

“Maybe he knows, maybe he doesn’t know, but he is an assassin and has long been prepared to sacrifice his life for the empire.” Vito said while drinking. He crossed his legs and leaned on the chair with one hand.

“Dedicate yourself to the Empire?”

“Yes, all the rebels in Ultramar can’t escape now. Their leaders are all dead in the throne room. The remaining people will be dealt with by my people before dawn, and so will the Alphas. We stopped coming because we lost contact, and finally, as you wished, Ultramar was unified.”

“The method is to destroy five planets, along with tens of billions of residents on them, plus billions of refugees.” Guilliman said overlooking himself in the coffin. He stood under the church, high up, holy The angel statue is spreading its wings, overlooking and protecting the souls in the church who are eager for protection.

But here, there are only two people, two souls that make that protection useless. On the bench at the back, Vito leaned on the back of the chair with his hands, looking at the coffin with no emotion on his face, “Kindness does not control soldiers, Child, you don’t need me to teach you this.”

“Sometimes, for the sake of all mankind, something has to be done, something ugly.”

“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, his tone filled with anger. Of course he would be angry. After all, they were the people he regarded as his compatriots. Even if the original body had fully understood the true meaning of the dark universe, it was still inevitable that he would be moved. For a moment, Robert Guilliman’s human part was touched.

But Vito on the bench didn’t react. He wasn’t touched. He just sat forward and said, “No, I won’t do that.”

“Why? Tell me, Vito, at some point when you decided on all this plan, did you ever think about poisoning me one day?” Robert turned around and looked directly into those golden eyes. Somewhat surprised, at some point, Vito’s black eyes gradually turned into gold.

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

“If it was once, if you died, he would resurrect you, but he won’t do that now.” Vito said, leaning on his knees with his hands, “Robert, you have met him, right? You don’t agree with it. He, you guys 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. Yes, we are on the same team now.”

“Ryan is back. In the past, he had no choice. He only had two tools: you and me. Although he was disobedient and had different opinions from him, he was still able to use it. But now, Ryan is back. He is a guy who is absolutely obedient, not to mention If there are any doubters, do you think you and I are really that important to him? Two, not-so-handy tools.”

Guilliman frowned, Vitor 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 Of the Primarchs, how many of them will obey him completely?”

Guilliman was silent. Vito looked at the stained glass, and his golden eyes were filled with fog. He couldn’t see clearly what was under the fog. There was something underneath. Guilliman looked at those eyes, and fell into a long confusion. in silence.

“You know what will happen to him if he doesn’t take advantage of it, Halifax, Zhenguo.”

“That’s enough Vito, stop talking.”

“No, Guilliman, you know clearly in your heart, you know what he wants to do, right? You know, the person sitting on the throne now is not the person you think, or you should ask, did that person really exist? “Perfect City, Great Reckoning, and Thunder Warriors, is the future he wants really the future you think of?”

“What exactly are you trying to say? Vito, are you telling me that I should be like Horus? betray him? And then cause human civilization to fall into the abyss again?”

Vito stood up, walked to Guilliman, pressed his shoulder and leaned into his ear, “I only want you to remember what you swore to protect humanity and your compatriots, child, I need you.”

“What do you need from me?”

“Fight the enemies of mankind.”

Vito said softly, and Guilliman turned to look at him, looking into those mysterious golden eyes, “What kind of enemy? Aliens? Chaos? Or the darkness outside the galaxy?”

“Child, sometimes, the real enemies are not those hidden in the darkness. Those, the most terrifying enemies, are actually in the sunlight. Those monsters in the darkness will reveal their fangs unabashedly, but under the light, They will hide for so long that you forget that they are no different from the things in the dark.”

The two looked at each other without saying a word. The silence lasted for a while before being interrupted by the flying communication skull. It floated next to the two of them. Cole’s voice came from the brass horn, “Antarctica is out of bounds.” Trouble, you two, whatever you are doing, come to the bridge quickly, especially you, Vito, put on your clothes and come over here.”

The communication skull flew away. Vito and Guilliman glanced at the skull and let go of Guilliman. He straightened his collar and said, “Let’s go. Cole is waiting. Anyway, you don’t need me first.” A woman who is coaxing for a while, right?”

“Vito, what happened between you and him?” Guilliman asked from behind. Vito stopped and turned his head slightly to look at Guilliman with his peripheral vision.

“A word of wisdom to you, my child, people always lie to themselves in their hearts.” Vito said and left, heading towards the door.

Guilliman stood in the coffin and the temple. He raised his head and looked in the direction of the stained glass. Above the golden throne, there was an area that once existed but had been daubed. There, there was a vague Wolf head.

“What the hell am I supposed to do? Bro.”