Warhammer Inquisitor

Chapter 343 Expedition Road: Astartes Rally

Terra Standard Year - M31K.401
The Great Crusade Eastern Galactic Province-Mikaia Galaxy Prime Star

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I dare say that such a summit must be rare. Space Marines appear in groups in the current era, and it is not uncommon. Space Marine forces, so it's no surprise that these tall giants appear anywhere.

But here, in the newly built Holy Flame Palace on the main star of Mikaia today, a gathering of Space Marines that has never been seen before is being staged. This is not reflected in absolute numbers. In fact, the number of people in this hall is The number of space warriors is only a mere hundred people, but the uniqueness of this gathering is reflected in the fact that almost all the soldiers of the eighteen legions have arrived.

From the [-]st Army to the [-]th Army, the warriors wearing power armor of various colors and styles and the weapons and symbols created by the unique culture of their respective corps gathered together. These tall giants stood on this towering dome. Next, they gathered in groups of three or five to chat with each other.

Soldiers from different legions chatted happily. They are all strong from each legion. In fact, the person who can stand here can't be an ordinary space warrior, at least an officer. The members of the rank gather with each other as equals, they hold the same high rank and have the same respectable achievements.

But when the sound of brisk footsteps entered the hall from outside the gate, a small mortal figure passed among the Space Marines, his boots inlaid with silver iron on the white marble floor of the Hall of Holy Flames Above, he was wearing a rather low-key, even unremarkable black jacket, with the bolt gun hanging from the side of his belt and swinging with his pace.

It stands to reason that a mortal who walks into such an assembly of space warriors, regardless of his status and reputation, should be quite cautious and awe-inspiring. Most imperial nobles, even those famous family members on Terra, will Chose to sneak past the edge of the hall, trying not to attract the attention of the Space Marines here.

But this man didn't. He walked straight into the hall, and walked straight towards the white scar warband warrior in front of him without even dodging, as if the tall giant should make way for him, what a daring act!I bet he'd be... well, Space Marines out of the way.

The eagle warrior on the planet Chogoris stepped aside respectfully. He put his right hand on his chest and bowed obediently to those who passed by. Several officers of the other legions beside him immediately gave way to both sides. Kai, they bowed their heads to salute him on both sides.

And so the mortal-looking man passed through a group of Space Marines, and all the Space Marine officers from all Legions along the way made way for him, and all these formidable Space Marine officers turned to him for their own use. In Legion homeworld culture, the gesture that best expresses respect and surrender pays homage to it.

Even the arrogant warriors who were the most arrogant and arrogant in their respective legions, who only had respect for the Primarch himself, surrendered to him, raising his eyebrows as he passed between the warriors and watching with a smile. Lord Eidolon of the Emperor's Children Legion bowing his head in salute.

The arrogant Emperor's son lowered his head reluctantly. Obviously, he didn't recognize the man in front of him very much, but it didn't matter. After all, besides himself, Eidolon might also Just a little bit of respect for Fulgrim, and only a little bit.

When the man passed in front of Eidolon, he glanced at the two warriors standing behind him. Among them was a young swordsman with short hair. He was wearing his gorgeous slender rapier standing behind Eidolon, with a handsome face. His face was full of incomparably confident smiles, his face was handsome and completely flawless, a simple word was perfect, and he was a typical son of an emperor that could no longer be typical.

Beside him is a son of the emperor with long hair. The difference between him and his brother is that he, who also has a handsome face, is quite modest, and there is nothing on his face that makes people feel arrogant. expression, but a calm expression, head bowed in respect.

"Hello, Captain Tavitz, and Captain Lucius."

"Salute to you, Lord Marshal." Lucius raised his head and responded with that extremely confident smile, although the smile did not make Vito feel any respect at all, but it was full of self-expression, as if to make Vito feel To see a new scar on the back of Lucius' cheek?

Lucius showed that part quite deliberately. Vito knew that Lucius had defeated a powerful opponent. It is worth mentioning that his opponent had the habit of leaving a small scar on his face to show his honor and his reputation. Victory is displayed in the most irresistible way.

After all, the medal is hung on the chest. If Lucius doesn't take the initiative to introduce it, you will ignore that part if you don't pay attention, and the "medal" on the face is as long as you look at his face when you talk to Lucius, There's no need for this confident fighter to brag about himself, although in effect it makes him look a little more arrogant.

Like I said before, the most typical son of the emperor.

"Salute to you, Marshal." Tavitz next to Lucius nodded to Vito in a more satisfying and pleasant tone. Vito looked at him and nodded in response. Tavitz was the one full of self-esteem. One of the most amiable warriors among madmen and perfection seekers, for nothing but his everlasting humility and true respect for others.

"Alright, Tavitz, I wish you a happy day." Vito nodded to Saul Tavitz again. In the entire Emperor's Sons, Tavitz has always been his favorite warrior, and relatives Correspondingly, what he disliked the most was Eidolon, so Vito just glanced at Edoron, but walked over without saying a word.

Obviously this made the noble Lord Eidolon quite unhappy. He frowned and glared at Vito, but then he glanced at the first company commander of the Imperial Fist who was standing opposite him and frowned immediately after seeing his angry expression. After Sigismund's warning expression, Lord Eidolon immediately suppressed his anger.

Vito didn't need to turn around, he knew the expression of Eidolon behind him. He put one hand on the bolt gun on his waist and waved lightly as he walked in front of Sigismund, who was with the man behind him. The Imperial Fist officers responded to Vito's friendly greeting in the most typical, standard Son of Dorne manner.

With a straight face, he saluted Vito with an expressionless face. Vito looked at them with a wry smile. They were definitely the sons of Roger Dorn, and he knew without looking at their armor.

Vito moved on, passing between a group of Space Marines who were making a straight path on either side, all standing on either side, following Vito as he walked in front of him, and Vito watching them, Looking for the friends he knew, he quickly found them.

"Hey, Loken, congratulations on your promotion, you are now also the company commander." Vito stopped and stood in front of the young Shadowmoon Cangwolf officer. Javier Loken seemed quite restrained, and he looked around. Around the officers who were older than him, in fact, he was the youngest member here, and his face was full of greenness and restraint.

"Thank you for the reminder, Marshal! I assure you that I will faithfully perform my duties, for the Emperor and the Warmaster, and for you!" Loken stood at attention and shouted, as if he were debriefing The report meeting was the same, which made the company commanders of the various legions around him laugh.

Togaton, who was beside Loken, suddenly put his arms around Loken's shoulder, he patted the young company commander's shoulder, "Okay, Loken, don't see people congratulating you on your promotion every day, I'll take you right away. I feel annoyed when I come up with that set of official dialects.”

"Yes, brother, your promotion is well deserved, all of us still remember the deeds of you taking your troops on Ullano and blocking the attack of a large group of green-skinned beasts alone, without your leadership, Warmaster It would be impossible to break into the greenskin palace with the Emperor, kill the beast and win, and the Warmaster would not be our Warmaster without your valiant battle."

Asimander, known as "Little Horus", also stood behind Loken and said with a smile, while Loken was startled and nodded in awe, "No, the title of Warmaster is because of his own achievements. , I would have done it without me, Lord Horus! I dare not compete for this honor as Warmaster."

"Enough, Loken, Asimander is joking, you didn't hear it? You are too easy to be teased." Among the Shadowmoon Cangwolf officers, Abaddon, the first company commander wearing a tall Terminator armor, hahaha Laughing, the Shadow Moon Blue Wolf warriors behind him also laughed together, which made Loken quite ashamed and at a loss.

Seeing Loken's panicked appearance, Vito was also amused. He smiled and patted Loken's leg armor and walked over. He pointed at Togadon with his pistol finger, "You are responsible for letting Loken stop being so weird, can you do it?"

"Guaranteed to complete the mission, Marshal." Togaton also pointed at Vito with a pistol gesture, and then turned around and walked towards a certain direction in the hall with Loken in his arms. Dun dragged away like a deceived wolf cub.

Abaddon and Asimander also laughed, and the Shadowmoon Wolf Warriors started chatting with the surrounding Imperial Fists, Ultramarines, and Blood Angel Captains, discussing more pleasant little things. jokes.

Vito walked past the edge of the warriors who were laughing and talking to each other after the atmosphere became active behind him. He walked to the door at the end of the hall with laughter. The giant door, as always, with its golden glitter, and too many meaningless decorations, stood two guards in front of the door.

Vito saw the two Space Marine officers standing in front of the door, far away from the crowd, standing in the shadow of the colonnade in front of the door, talking softly, as if it were an unspeakable secret.

"Okay, Asiman, you and San Guilleno are not the dark angels of the Dark Angels, why are you exchanging little secrets here?" Vito smiled and walked up to him. The two standing in front of the door The soldier also looked at Vito, standing wearing a red ornate armor with a pair of steel wings behind him, the blood angel captain's expression was a little weird.

"Lord Vito, please don't call me by that name, call me Azkelon." "What's the matter? I think the name of San Guilleno sounds good, it's the same as your Primarch, I always think his The name, like himself, is the most beautiful of all the primarchs."

"That's why I changed my name. I don't plan to share the honor and respect that belongs to Lord Sanguinius with this name that resembles Lord Sanguinius. I hope to win it with my hands, and let the name Azkelon, It can also be praised and remembered by people.”

"Former" San Guilleno, now the first company commander of the Blood Angels renamed Azkelon, who is also the captain of the Primarch's own guard, said this, while Vito smiled and shrugged, "Okay okay, But I believe your name is still loud enough."

"Then, I am very honored, my lord, then call me Azkelon, not the name that offended the primarch himself." The company commander said seriously, although Vito had a smile on his face before him, There is no trace of seriousness that corresponds to each other.

After all, not only Vito, but even his Primarch, Sanguinius, the father of the Blood Angels, never felt that the name Sanguilleno was offensive to him. On the contrary, the Primarch himself liked the name very much. Make him and his children more like true father and son.

But his first company commander still thought it was a disrespectful offense to have almost the same name as the Primarch, so he changed his name to Azkelon.

Vito walked in front of the two of them, he hugged his arms and looked to the side of Ahriman, the chief think tank curator of Thousand Sons looked very distressed, his face full of sadness and the cheerful warriors assembling in the hall behind him were completely different. , it's hard to believe this is happening all under the same roof at the same time.

"How is it? I'm worried about losing my job, Ahriman." Vito greeted him with a bright smile that could melt icebergs as always, and Ahriman had the same smile, with a bit of a bitter smile on his face.

"No, Marshal, I'm not worried about myself, but Lord Magrus." Ahriman said and turned to look at the magnificent gate behind him. , they held halberds in front of the door.

"What are you worried about? It's all his brother and father in there, isn't it? And me, the handsome and awesome General Vito." Vito pointed to himself boastfully, his head raised as if to turn his nostrils into new ones. eyes, which made him look rather comical.

Of course, that was deliberately done by Vito, to ease the chilling atmosphere here, Azkelon laughed immediately when he saw the action, he smiled and nodded and pressed Ahriman's shoulder, "The marshal is right. , there are brothers in there, you have nothing to worry about."

"If the people there could still be called Brother Magrus, they wouldn't question him with a trial." Ahriman said softly, he raised his eyes to look at Vito in front of him, and then The man folded his arms and shrugged. He glanced at the assembly scene in the hall behind him.

"I don't think this is a trial. You and the Thousand Sons also came, didn't you? Having a good time with the brothers in the hall, I believe it will be the same inside."

Ahriman looked at the assembled warriors in the hall, "No, Vito, that's the Execution Squad, the Execution Squad that was used to execute us when Lord Magrus and we refused to give up our psionic power and knowledge."

"Look, the emperor's executioners are here." Ahriman said, turning his head to look at the corner of the hall, Vito also turned his head slightly and looked in that direction, where a group of officers from the Space Wolves were gathered. They Standing around a long table, holding a glass of wine and shouting happily, like a pack of wolves.

Vito watched as he stood on the table, holding a wine glass and loudly performing the traditional part of the Fenris party, Bjorn of the Brag Contest, Bjorn the youngest wolf in the Primarch Guard standing on the table, and another The wild wolf officers were louder than each other and who told the most outrageous story, which drew cheers from the audience.

But Vito also saw that, while Bjorn was yelling and waving his arms, he was also wearing a chainsaw axe around his waist, all the wolves were armed, and the one that didn't fall was fully armed.

Vito was silent for a moment, then he looked at Ahriman and nodded, "I promise you my friend, I won't let things go that way, I promise you in my name."

"I believe you will, Marshal, my friend, good luck, I think both you and Lord Magrus will need it." Ahriman said and stepped aside, he sideways gave way to the golden gate path of.

Ahriman looked at the door and raised his head slightly, "Go, they're all waiting for you."

Vito took a deep breath, tapped Ahriman's knee twice with his fist and walked over. He walked towards the golden gate, and when he was about to reach the gate, he raised his hand to the two guards who were holding the gate. The two golden armored guards immediately stepped forward and walked to the center of the gate to open the huge gate for Vito.

As the door slammed open, Vito also walked in through the crack of the gate opened by the Imperial Army with a bolt gun, while Ahriman and Azkelon stood side by side, looking at Vito's back from behind, It was like watching a gladiator walk into a arena full of beasts.

"Good luck to you, Marshal."

(End of this chapter)