Warhammer Inquisitor

Chapter 315 The Rise of the Primarch: The "God" Emperor
"Long time no see, Vito."

The psionic voice sounded directly in Vito's mind. The oscillating voice was like a sandstorm scraping from his mind. Vito looked at the man sitting on the golden throne. He was sitting there, and his mouth could not open. He was forced to use his powerful psychic powers to communicate with his voice.

Yes, the Emperor can still speak. It's not that he can't speak or he doesn't want to, but because of the way he speaks today, a single word will shock a whole world of high lords to death, not to mention mortals. Enough to live to hear the Emperor speak.

But there are also people who can do it, such as the powerful Primarchs, and the ancient immortals who are now standing in front of the throne. Except for the Emperor, the most powerful psionicist in the galaxy now, Vito Constantine.

Vito looked at the emperor on the throne. He had seen many portraits, sculptures, etc. of the emperor, but when he really stood in front of his old friend after ten thousand years, he knew why the traitors were all concerned. He is called the corpse king.

The emperor's body was long gone, and the only remaining flesh and blood had long been withered, and the skin was folded into a rag and stuck to the skeleton. The emperor's face had long since been completely transformed into a skeleton, and the A covered mechanical eye was implanted, and the flashing red light flickered on the mechanical eyeball.

Vito wasn't sure if he would see the world with those eyes, because he looked like a literal corpse, the eyes and nostrils, and everything in the mouth had disappeared, leaving only a pale white one. The skull tops the head covered with folds of skin.

There is still some flesh and blood left on his chest, which is completely stuck to the center of the skin on the ribs, and there is still the huge wound. Horus left the scars that made him sit on the eternal golden throne.

Perhaps it was caused by the power of the Four Gods. The wound seemed to never heal, and there would still be flesh and blood left behind to tear the rip. Even though the emperor's whole body was already withered, the scar on his chest still had fresh flesh and blood. , the scars that are always bleeding.

Vito looked at the wound, where the hoses were inserted, sucking unnaturally flowing blood into the tubes, then re-passed through the blood pressure pump attached to the side of the Golden Throne, inserted between the Emperor's ribs. Inject blood vessels into the Emperor's body.

Vito didn't know what was the point of circulating blood like that. The Emperor's body had turned into a mummy after thousands of years of psychic burning, and the countless energy pipes inserted behind the Golden Throne, day and night for thousands of years. Pulling the Emperor's psychic energy out of his body, and then transporting it to the star torch through the huge winding pipes around the throne, as well as the massive transfer equipment, has made the lighthouse continue to burn.

Vito looked at his old friend, the friend he hated the most, but also cherished the most. He was the only friend who could really be called his whole life, ever since he called the name he had long forgotten. At that time, he became familiar with himself. From the early days of civilization to the present dark galaxy, they were the only people who survived each other and had truly become each other's friends.

So when Vito saw him and saw the corpse sitting on the throne, his heart couldn't help but colic. Slaanesh had told himself that the throne was an eternal torture. Vito didn't know the specific What it meant, now he knew.

Vito looked at the Emperor's withered body and the exposed bones and sighed, "Hello, old bastard, you're ugly."

The Emperor's laughter echoed deep and hoarse in his mind, and at the same time, the golden gate behind Vito closed, and the majestic gate closed again, leaving only him and the Emperor in the throne room. , two people, the two last guardians of human civilization stayed before this golden throne.

"We haven't seen each other for a long, long time, old friend, it's been a long time since we've had such a direct conversation. I'm glad you're finally here."

"I don't want to come here, you can scare children to cry like this now, every time I see your statues and portraits, I feel that the imperial aesthetic standards today are really hopeless, since I think your ghostly appearance is a kind of "beauty" ""

Vito pointed at the Emperor's lower body and laughed, without any sense of awe when he came to the Golden Throne. Spray with him.

"Speaking of which, can you hear me playing? You know, you might be missing something called an ear in your head." Vito fiddled with his ear with his fingers, then pointed at the Emperor's bald head and said with a smile , that head is really bald in the literal sense, after all, it is a skull, and it is very smooth.

"Yes, I can capture your voice with my psionic energy, and what are you doing?"

The Emperor stopped abruptly, because Vito was gently poking at the red satin covering the Emperor's lower body with his fingers. The lower body was exposed to the light.

"Wow, your thing is really small." Vito rested his palm on his chin, and his other hand used two fingers to measure the size of the Emperor's thing in the distance, and then made no secret of schadenfreude. , "You are so big, but that thing is so bad. Are you that?"

"I'm biologically mummified now, Vito."

"But your things are really small and crumpled. I really regret that I didn't bring a camera in. Otherwise, I will take pictures and sell them to the Sisters of Battle, and I will definitely post them."

Vito continued to raise the silk with a look of schadenfreude, but soon the Emperor used his psionic power to interrupt it, and the silk fell back to where it should have been, covering it for Vito to watch haha s things.

"Seriously, can you still feel the itch? I heard that Nurgle had some kind of phantom itch virus and planned to throw it at you to make you itch, but couldn't scratch and torture you."

Vito smiled and wiped a tear from the corner of his eyes and said, walking around in the throne room with his hands behind his back, he looked at everything around him with a look of disgust, "Hey, it's local tyrant gold again, you Tasteless old bacon."

"Old. Bacon?"

"Look at you, the naked meat sticks to the bone, isn't it a bacon? I remember that Tzeentch called you that at the beginning, they didn't want to call you by your first name, so they gave you all kinds of fun things in a different way. pronouns, I have to say, those four guys are no different from children sometimes"

"We are all the same, old friend, what is the difference between the so-called gods and people? They are born from our emotions and thoughts, and what is the difference between them and us? I believe you are more than me about this. Clear, how are you and Lilith?"

"You're not going to criticize my love life, are you? I'm here to save the world, not to listen to you." Vito walked to a long row of instruments under a high wall. He looked at the instrument in front of him. The complex instrument terminals placed in front of them, the screens overlapped one after another, and the ends were connected to the pipelines that were densely clinging to the throne.

"I did tell you not to hang out with Slaanesh's sisters, but I also know you won't listen, you've been the same over the years, arrogant and reckless, an idiot who doesn't think about consequences ."

"I'm glad you realized that, old fool."

Sure enough, as long as Vito and the Emperor stayed together, they would be scolding each other within five sentences, but neither of them felt unhappy because of it. In fact, the Emperor laughed, and the psionic laughter shook Vito's mind. It was as if he was involved in a sandstorm in the desert.

"Laugh a fart, I'm not dead, talking to you like a sandstorm in my head, you'll become a tenth-level typhoon when you laugh." Vito rubbed his ear with one hand, and the other hand began to face in front of him. clicked on the meter.

"They all say that you are called the Corpse King. The Empire of Humanity worships a corpse that can't speak. The Mechanic Order uses the dark age technology of the Golden Throne to barely maintain you in the moment when you are neither dead nor alive. There are also rumors that the Golden Throne It has been damaged for thousands of years, and it is almost paralyzed."

Vito said and clicked on the screen in front of him. A string of garbled characters appeared on the flickering screen, and an array of operations that appeared and collapsed rapidly appeared alternately on the screen, just like the nerves of a man in madness. general.

"And it seems that the rumor is not groundless, so you are dying, right?"

Vito smiled and clicked on the screen in front of him. The chaotic garbled codes accelerated and collapsed as his fingers clicked, and soon turned into a completely fragmented flow of information.

"I recommend cremation, and then directly bury your ashes in a romantic empty burial. I will drive the Sky Eagle and sprinkle you in the air of Terra and let the ashes fly in the wind, so that you don't have to buy a cemetery. Terra's land price you I don't know how expensive it is, I can't afford a pit like yours."

"Hahaha, don't worry, my old friend, you know that when I die I'll come back to life."

"Yes, I know that you will be resurrected like Vulkan. It takes a lot of methods to kill you idiot, but there is a question, will it still be you after you are resurrected? You know, like to tell riddles And stupid Middle Eastern shamans who don't speak human words."

The Supreme Marshal smiled and raised his finger and pointed at the Emperor behind him with his thumb. The series of actions he just made would have been shattered dozens of times by the embargoed army with bolt guns, but obviously Vito did not. Yes, he is having a "normal" chat with the Emperor.

"Some people say that after you die, you will become the fifth evil god and destroy all human beings, so will you? If so, I suggest starting with the Storm and Rain Galaxy. Where did I go to play cards last time, I was cheated by someone, and I am looking for it. Where is that idiot, if you don't mind, help me kill all the people there, anyway, the guys there are cunning."

"Well, yours used to be in ancient Terra. Was there a word for hell jokes?"

"Remember, what's wrong?"

"You're telling hell jokes now, old idiot."

Both of them laughed, Vito rubbed his temples with his palms with a low laugh, and the Emperor's laughter made his brain hurt, "So what will you become, you idiot? God?"

"The question is, what is a god? Do you have unparalleled power? Are you a god then?"

"I don't know, anyway, the Inquisition, the Assassin Court, and the children of the Astral Army treat me as gods. It's embarrassing. I now know why you hated being treated as gods. Also, don't tell me riddles, I But I warn you, you can't move now, I can toss you as much as I want."

Vito snapped his fingers as he spoke, and golden lightning shot up in an instant, lighting up the throne room and the shadow of the Emperor's bare white skeleton.

"Well, the answer is, I don't know, and I don't know what I will become when I die. The so-called god, or human, I don't know, but only one thing is certain."

"what?"

"When I die and then rise again, the final moment will come, and I will return with more power than ever before. Although I don't want to admit it, the prayers of the believers of the state religion for thousands of years are in the warp. The waves were stirred up, and the power of that faith made me stronger than ever."

"When I return from resurrection, I can use that power to destroy chaos, end all chaos in this dark galaxy, bring peace and prosperity back to mankind, and let our people re-enter a great era, a long overdue time to come."

"Then why haven't you done that all the time? Old bastard, you have been sitting in this fucking place for [-] years, burning a thousand psykers every day to give you the function of this broken chair, and then you go to put the super galaxy on your head. The flashlight is on, why are you sitting here?"

Vito continued to click on the screen in front of him as he spoke, as if they were just chatting. That's how the two of them were. In scolding each other and making fun of each other, it was definitely a big deal in the eyes of normal people. No, maybe even most of them couldn't be summarized. those things.

"Because I was waiting for an opportunity, that time has not yet come, that fate has been suspended for ten thousand years, and now it is finally working, because of your actions, old friend."

"My actions? You mean I soaked your little angel? By the way, your girl is awesome." Vito turned to give the Emperor a thumbs-up, who was stunned by him for being abnormal as always, and It's funny.

"No, it's not your behavior of picking up girls. Although I don't want to admit it, you are picking up girls. Since you have soaked Guilliman, the child finally woke up. When he woke up from the eternal sleep, it was fate. The clock is turning, and my plan and that moment are coming."

"You sound like a prisoner who has been locked up for [-] years and suddenly found a file." Vito looked at the old bacon with his arms in his arms, and said so unceremoniously.

"The stalemate of [-] years has finally been broken. With the return of Guilliman, the empire will resume operation after [-] years of stagnation. Belisarius Kaur will inject technology and progress into the engine of the empire. The long-suspended chess game is finally alive again, and our plan can continue."

"Our plan? Why didn't I know we had a plan?" Vito shrugged, making no secret of his dissatisfaction with the Emperor. This guy, after [-] years, still has this virtue, everyone and everything is up to him There were only countless possibilities in his eyes, and he didn't even feel any joy as a father at the awakening of his son.

It was just a craftsman who saw that his most handy tool was turned out again. He has always been like this, and it has never changed from [-] years ago to now, and even now he may be swayed by the divinity of "protecting all mankind". More insane.

"As Guilliman continues to lead the Empire against Chaos, I want you to find the other Primarchs, bring them all back to the Empire, send them back to their place, spur and supervise them to perform their duties, When all the Primarchs have returned, I will be free from the shackles of the Throne, and they will fight the surging tide of destruction after I have broken free from the Throne, until I come back and end it all."

"They can't stop it, even if all the primarchs come back, the Astartes warriors and all the humans who bring them can't stop the unrestrained warp storm after the collapse of the network exit, the breach will directly On Terra, a new eye of terror is torn at the heart of the Empire, and the forces of Chaos will break free into the physical universe."

Vito frowned and replied in a low voice. He looked at the emperor in front of him, the emperor who was sitting on the golden throne without any emotional fluctuations. He responded to Vito with a voice that was almost rational and cold.

"But their deaths will buy me time. The deaths of the Primarchs and the Astartes will buy enough time for my return and the final counterattack. That's what they mean."

"You want to sacrifice them, as well as the vast majority of human beings, those human compatriots who you say you want to fight for the future for your resurrection time?"

"The death of an individual is worth griefing, but even if only [-]% of the human beings survive, human civilization can be rebuilt in a new universe, and our race will surely continue and develop. This is what we have to do. everything."

Vito frowned and looked at the Emperor in front of him, who continued to answer Vito in a cold and emotionless voice, "This is the only way, I've been thinking about tens of millions in the past [-] years. This possibility, and only this one, can truly end all threats."

"Imagine, old friend, when I return, we will join hands to end the ten thousand years of threats, chaos, alien threats will be completely wiped out, human beings will truly rule the galaxy, under our shelter, our civilization will surpass gold The era will reach an even more unparalleled peak, and even the darkness outside the system will subdue mankind."

"Isn't that what you and I pursue? Everything we have pursued for [-] years has allowed our compatriots to soar, step into the ladder of the greatest civilization, and become the most prosperous and immortal existence among thousands of stars."

"But the price is that half or more of them will die in what you call the Chaos Frenzy, and your sons, if you really think of them as your sons, old bacon, they, their heirs will be there too Die along with countless fellow human beings in the frenzy!"

Vito suddenly roared, and lightning jumped on his body instantly. The golden thunder bombarded the ceiling of the palace. Vito's body instantly burst into countless lightning bolts, and the golden lightning bounced around him. He glared at the Emperor in front of him, and struck a giant lightning bolt with a backhand.

The lightning struck the Emperor, but was blocked almost immediately in front of his mummified corpse. The Emperor's psychic power deflected the lightning, and Vito watched as it flew away, and the lightning that struck the wall followed. He stepped on the ground suddenly, and then a second bolt of lightning shot out with one palm. The whistling arc instantly bombarded the shield in front of the Emperor, and the burst of golden lightning bombarded everything around the throne.

One after another exploded and disintegrated under the bombardment of golden lightning, and the shattered glass wreckage and steel shards flew around, and a large piece flew directly towards Vito's head, but Vito raised his hand in mid-air. Controlled it, and then slammed it towards the Emperor.

The metal wreck slammed into the shield in front of the Emperor, and was instantly ejected and hit the ground at Vito's feet, but Vito didn't pay attention to the wreck that nearly hit him, and raised his finger Staring at the Emperor in front of him, his angry eyes shot these countless lightning bolts.

"You are the most fucking bastard that all human beings have ever been born to! You have to sacrifice more than half of humanity for your "great rise" goal, even if I think you can only survive ten One of the people, will you do the same thing? You treat everyone as a tool, a group of tools that can be sacrificed and discarded at any time!"

"Each of us has our own place, my old friend, this is the only way to break the game."

"Fuck you! What about you? Only you are not a tool, right? You treat me as a tool, and only you are the player of this "great game", right?! Only you are qualified to live until then , live to the end, and then find a TM garden world to watch the stars retire and retire?!"

Vito roared, his roar was accompanied by the leap of countless lightnings, golden arcs bombarded the ceiling above his head, and countless gravel and bricks fell with the bombardment of lightning, hitting huge fragments on the ground. A huge amount of dust and dust was raised.

Vito's hands were raised suddenly, and the psionic power instantly grabbed several boulders and smashed them at the emperor, but the latter also immediately shattered the stone with psychic power, and hit the backhand with a psionic heavy blow. Vito flew out.

"No! I said, each of us has our own place. If the future of mankind requires me to sacrifice myself, I will do it! I sacrifice others, and I will not be afraid of my own death, if that is necessary. if."

"You're an old bastard!" Vito cursed and got up from the ground. He propped himself up from a pile of rubble, his hair was covered in shards of dust from the ceiling of the throne room. Vito lifted it up. With his dusty head, he looked at the psionic corpse on the throne. All around him was a raging psionic flame, and the light distorted the spatial structure around the throne.

His psionic power was stronger than ever before, more than a million times stronger than before he sat on the throne, Vito frowned at the burning psionic flame, from Vito's point of view , the "man" on the throne is not like a "man" at all, but a real god, a god without the slightest bit of humanity.

He was silent for a moment and then stood up from the rubble, cursing, "You old bastard, I really want to kill you, if I can."

"Maybe one day you will, old friend, but not now, I have told you my plan, and I want you to follow everything I told you to find all the primarchs, the choice is yours, my friend , The future selector of humanity is always in your hands, you may or may not do it, but now, you have something to do.”

"You didn't come here to fight me, did you? We have demolished most of the throne room. Now, it's your turn to do what you should do."

Vito watched the Emperor silent for a moment and then patted the dust above his head, the gray dust scattered from his head with his pat, like a gray snowflake, "I will dissolve the High Lords Council and take over Terra. The Council of Thirteen you established back then has become a greedy, rotten and useless existence, I will dissolve them, but the Council of High Lords was established by you after all, so I am here to ask for your consent."

"They were indeed established by me, but I also clearly handed over the power of the regent of the empire to you back then, my friend, when I can't walk in this world, you have the full authority to take all my powers, so it was then, and it is now So, do what you think is right."

"In addition, connect Helen to Terra's defense system. You will need her help. I will use prophecy perception to order Trajan to obey you, and he will take you to the system control room of the palace."

"I thought you didn't like Helen, and you didn't like any artificial intelligence, so you explicitly forbid the Mechanicist to contact any technology related to artificial intelligence. Now you want to suddenly think about it again?"

"No, no, I'm still against artificial intelligence, but like I just told you, when the future of humanity requires me to compromise and sacrifice, I'll do it, and that's it now, before all plans come to an end , Humanity needs Terra, needs me to sit on the throne to burn the star torch and quell the net, then I will do my best to keep Terra."

"So go ahead and plug your girl into Terra's system and do what you think should be done."

"You just told me about your crazy plan, we had a fight because of it, and half of the throne room was demolished. I even nearly killed you, and then you gave me the whole Terra? And let Helen take it Enter the system, you know that if I order her to take all the permissions of Terra, and then lock you old bacon here forever, no one can stop me from doing that."

"I believe in my choice back then, and I still believe in you now, my friend, do whatever you think is right."

The Emperor looked at himself with his eyeless eye sockets, the immortal psionic corpse looked at Vito, who stood in front of the throne and looked up at the dead tree giant. After they looked at each other for a while, Vito grew After a long sigh, he turned to look at the golden gate behind him.

"Every time we meet, we want to save all mankind and the world together, and there is a high probability of quarrels and fights. It looks like this time is the same, but it's a little different. This time I'm the only one who went. "

Vito said and walked to the gate. He stepped over the wreckage that they had knocked out and walked towards the golden gate, but just as Vito stepped into the range of the gravel ruins, a ringing sounded in his mind. The Emperor's voice.

"No, I will still walk with you, and in another way we will continue to protect mankind together."

As the Emperor spoke, he used his psychic power to suddenly open the wall on the side of the throne, and a weapon rack was suddenly opened on the closed wall, in which stood a golden armor, one for mortals. Prepared wearable power armor.

Vito looked at the armor, and saw that the golden power armor had a huge power claw on its right arm. He knew the power armor, and almost immediately recognized who the power armor once belonged to by just looking at it. .

"this is not"

"I ordered the craftsmen of the Golden Tower to recast my power armor and transform it into a model that can be worn by mortals. I will give it to you, my old friend, wear it, and he will let you get Undisputed supreme power, when you wear it, no one in the entire empire will doubt that you can exercise the power of the emperor on my behalf."

Vito looked at the armor and looked at the several servo skulls flying out from the broken ceiling above them. Under them were mechanical arms and a full set of assembly tools suspended around the armor. They were waiting for Vito, waiting for him. Put on that armor.

"You" Vito said and looked at the Emperor, the latter smiled softly, the palm that was already like dead wood was raised under the action of psionic energy, and the palm was stretched out to the armrest of the throne with difficulty, Pointing to the golden power armor.

"Let it go with you instead of me, my friend."

Vito looked up at the Emperor, then turned his head slightly to look at the power armor. After a moment of silence, a helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "You old bacon."

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Tula really stood outside the door of the end. He stood on the steps and looked down at the custodian soldiers below. He slightly raised his head and looked down at all the golden armored soldiers standing here. He was all proud in his heart, and soon they could follow With the Supreme Marshal, he stepped into the battlefield of glory like the legendary seniors of the forbidden army.

He imagined that the person who once stood beside Vito like himself and commanded the Imperial Army for him was Commander Valdo, and Turazhen couldn't help but tremble with pride in his heart.

And at the same time, the door behind Trajan slowly reopened, the magnificent golden giant door slowly opened with the sound of heavy mechanical rotation, and the rumbling transmission structure resounded throughout the hall.

"Marshal, we are waiting for you." Trajan turned his head to look at the person behind him and said, but his words stopped the moment he saw him, Trajan looked at the golden iron stepping out from the gate Boots, golden armor gleamed in the light, and the Emperor's own eagle emblem shone brightly in that light.

Wearing golden power armor, Vito walked out of the throne room. He stepped on the edge of the stairs and looked at Trajan beside him. A sun-like halo flashed behind his head, and a sculpture of an eagle soaring with wings spread. Spread its wings behind the golden sun.

"Emperor?" said a squire soldier behind Trajan in surprise. He looked at Vito, who was standing in front of the gate, from behind the commander. His eyes were shining brightly. The Emperor was exactly the same, and when he stood in front of the Gate of Ending in that power armor, it was as if the Emperor himself stood up and walked out of the gate.

Vito looked at Trajan with a shocked expression beside him, then looked at the soldiers of the Imperial Army below, all the squires standing on the stairs turned around and looked at Vito at the top of the stairs, the long road to redemption in the entire hall. All the forbidden troops on both sides looked up at the top of the stairs, Vito, who was wearing a golden armor, with the sun shining on the back of his head, overlooking the soldiers below.

Vito slowly raised his arm, and the huge power armor shone like a holy sword piercing the sky with Vito's fingers raised one by one.

In an instant, all the Imperial Guards knelt down, and Trajan led the surrounding squires to kneel immediately, and all the Imperial Guards following the steps one by one knelt down in front of Vito, from the end of the stairs. , all the Custodians who stretched all the way to the end of that road of redemption fell to their knees.

Vito looked at the knelt soldiers in the entire hall below, he slowly put down his power claw, he looked at the huge power claw glove with sharp claws in his hand and raised his head with a golden halo .

"let's start."

(End of this chapter)