Chapter 139 The End of the Era: The Resting Place of the Loyal

Vito had been in many caves in his life, big, small, medium, famous, and not famous. Most of them had the same characteristics: gloomy, cold, and damp.

The Inquisitor's boots stepped on the cold rocks. The bright flashlight illuminated the front of the cave. The abundant light shone on the black rocks of the lakeside cave. The sound of underground water came from the distant darkness, like a series of ethereal whispers.

The damp cave was also very cold. The cool breeze blew through the cave from nowhere. The coldness here made people tremble all over and fidget. No wonder the children said that only the brave dared to come here.

Vito's hand was on the butt of the grenade gun. He walked in the cave, while Lilith walked briskly on the other side as if she was taking a walk, although it might also be because she was not carrying a weapon. What? Don't worry, she doesn't need those weapons. You know why.

The tall giant bent down and walked behind him. The light on Lancelot's helmet lit up the dark cave. The children gathered around the knight, laughing and leading them forward. They didn't seem to feel even a little scared.

I don't know whether to say that they are just like newborn calves who are not afraid of tigers, or they are really brave. This ghost place is definitely an uncomfortable place. Even Vito, who has been to many worse places, feels instinctively uneasy here.

There seems to be a kind of power here, a kind of power that makes people feel numb and like a thorn in the back.

The judge's eyes swept across the stone cone above his head, and drops of stream water dripped from it. Maybe it was the result of the water from the lake above, or it could be caused by the underground river itself.

In any case, it was very humid here, and the ground was extremely slippery. Vito almost slipped several times. He swept every corner and every gap of the cave with a flashlight.

"It's unsettling here, Judge." Lancelot's voice came from behind. He spoke in High Gothic, which the children couldn't understand. Before this, they spoke Low Gothic to local people except knights and nobles, which was the only language they could understand with their education level.

But now, Lancelot spoke High Gothic, the language that belonged exclusively to the aristocracy and dignitaries, and only Vito and Lilith could understand it at the scene.

"Indeed, this is not a good place. There is an ominous atmosphere everywhere." Vito said, pointing the flashlight to a corner of the dark. A mouse crawled over the rock with flowing water. At least, Vito thought it should be a mouse.

"The dark and ominous atmosphere shrouds this place. No wonder the locals don't like to come here, of course, except for these children." Vito said, turning his head and glancing at the lively children.

They are lucky. Their young but pure souls will not be affected by the atmosphere here, and pure things will not be corrupted by things in the dark.

But Vito and Lancelot were different. Their souls had already experienced many things and were no longer pure in the dark galaxy, so they could feel the power and ominous atmosphere here.

Lancelot observed the surroundings from behind his helmet. The infrared night vision function of the Space Marine helmet allowed him to clearly see everything around him, including the exposed rocks, the flowing streams, and the rodents running through the shadows.

Their squeaks and the eyes that spied on the intruders in the dark could be sensed by Lancelot's superhuman senses. He observed the surroundings vigilantly, and his arms were always in a position where he could draw a dagger or a grenade launcher at any time.

He couldn't tell what the ominous atmosphere here was. It didn't feel like chaos. The atmosphere here didn't have that strong emotional guidance, nor did it have the pure instinctive reaction of the Tyranids. Instead, it was a kind of...indescribable feeling, just like the darkness of the universe itself.

Lancelot jumped down a rock step and stood up slowly. The wide space here finally allowed the Space Marines to stand up straight.

Then he saw the huge steel wall and gate of the "temple".

Lancelot raised his head, and the light on his helmet moved up to illuminate the iron gate. It was a huge steel door. The gray-black gate was like the rock itself. The huge gate and its wall were embedded in the rock wall, as if it was part of the thing itself.

The children also jumped down. They ran up and patted Lancelot's leg armor, pointing excitedly to one side, "Angel! Where is he!"

Lancelot and Vito both looked over. Two lights illuminated the angel and the giant who was slumped in a pool of underground spring water.

The giant wearing gray-black power armor and a bird-shaped helmet sat by the pool. A little light from the towering rock wall shone on the spring water, and the water reflected the cold light and hit him.

Lancelot walked up and stood in front of the warrior. Knight Caliban took off his helmet and squatted in front of the ancient warrior.

He looked at him with his head down. He knew that the warrior had long since returned to the Golden Throne, but his eternal armor had become his coffin, storing him forever in the dark underground, guarding the entrance to the warship.

Vito walked up, and he came to Lancelot and looked at the ancient warrior. He knew that he was dead without Lancelot telling him.

Because the model of its armor is very old, far older than the models of most chapters today. The reason is simple, because it is a model of power armor from the Great Crusade era.

Now possessed by only a few Space Marine Chapters to maintain their existence, Vitor was last seen wearing it by the Shark Warriors during the Badab War.

But this armor, no, no Chapter would hold it, not at all.

This is Raven Guard armor, Raven Guard armor from the Great Crusade era.

Vito's flashlight illuminated the shoulder armor covered with a thick layer of dust. The logo of his legion was still clearly engraved on it. That glorious logo accompanied him throughout his life and also accompanied him in the darkness. Thousands of years passed in it.

"Rest in peace, my brother." Lancelot said, pressing the Raven Guard's shoulder.

"He's asleep, just like we told you." The little boy came up and said. He looked at the warrior curiously. Vito looked at him and smiled before looking back to the Raven Guard, "Yes, now , he went to the emperor in a dream."

The little boy obviously didn't understand much. Vito turned to Lilith and nodded slightly, "Open the door."

She nodded. Lilith looked at the giant steel door and raised a finger. She pointed at the door. A powerful force acted on the giant door. All the dust, dust and spider webs began to collapse and disintegrate. The fastest sound is the twisting of the steel itself and the sound of metal breaking.

The fixing bolts splintered and fell off in invisible places, and there was a roaring sound as the iron door's fixed frame overturned and collapsed.

The children gathered around Lilith and watched with curiosity and excitement. They watched Lilith's eyes flashing with purple light. She smiled as she looked at the children and stretched out all five of her fingers. A powerful force began to pull the door panel of the giant door. As Lilith pulled outwards, the steel door collapsed and fell to the ground.

The huge door fell outwards, and Lilith held the door with a lift of her palm. She raised the iron door and slowly put it aside, and the deep darkness in the battleship was also revealed before her eyes.

Vito turned and walked towards the inside of the battleship. Lilith also touched a child's head and followed him. The curious children immediately prepared to follow them, but they were stopped by the tall giant after just two steps.

Lancelot stood in front of them and motioned for them to stop. The children complained and looked at him, "We want to go too!" "Yes! We have never entered the temple of angels!"

"Do you want to become the emperor's knight?" Lancelot asked. The children looked at each other and nodded. "The most important thing for a knight is to obey orders. Now I order you to stay here and guard the gate. I appointment"

Lancelot looked at the child who told him that there was an angel here. He cleared his throat and looked at him pretending to be serious. "In the name of Lion Lion and the Emperor, I appoint you as the captain of this team. Execute Order, Commander."

"Yes! Lord Knight!" The child also raised his wooden stick and accepted the appointment pretending to be serious, and then began to order his companions. The boy scouts began to "guard" around them. At least they were quite happy.

Lancelot looked at them and smiled, put on his helmet and walked into the dark battleship.

Outside, the children immediately began the "guarding mission." The sentry child walked comically in goose-step carrying a wooden stick, and walked up to the Raven Guard soldier as if it was a joke. He looked at the dust on his shoulder armor. part.

He jumped up and wiped off the dust on the armor, then looked at the numbers on it curiously, "What is this?"

"How can you be a good knight if you don't study hard and can't even count?" The captain of the team came over and said, and the child muttered angrily, "There are many knights who can't count."

The squad leader looked at the shoulder armor and began to think deeply. The children gathered around and looked at the logo on the shoulder armor. Amidst the children's hesitation, the squad leader finally remembered the arrangement of Roman numerals taught by his tutor and recognized the numbers. name.

Roman numeral, one.

"One! That's right!" the team leader said proudly, and then encountered various problems from his partners.

"Who is he? What does one mean?" "Yes, yes! Is this his honorary title? Number one! Always number one!"

The various questions from his partners made him yell in annoyance. He interrupted them with a wave of his stick, "I don't know! Get back to your posts! I am the captain!"

He drove his friends back to their posts and ran away to perform his duties as captain.

He didn't know, and none of them knew where the famous warrior belonged, but we do.

A veteran of the 1st Company of the Raven Guard, an ancient warrior of the Primarch himself, the Honor Guard, he has been watching here in the darkness for thousands of years.