Chapter 222 The Rise of the Primarch: Assassination or Visit

Cole knew Trazyn. Of course, this did not mean that Cole and Trazyn were very familiar with each other. He just knew and understood this strange Necron Overlord. As early as when Cole was studying at the military academy on his hometown Macharius, he heard his teacher mention this guy in class.

According to the relevant records of the Empire. Trazyn seemed to always appear at various important battlefields and events, causing more chaos in the chaos and then quietly leaving. No one could tell who he was helping. He was like a phantom ghost, so there was very little research on him.

Moreover, even if there was, it was locked in the hands of the Alien Inquisition. It was impossible for anyone except the Inquisitor to check it. Cole had always wanted to study the problem about Trazyn.

Cole did ask Vito about Trazyn, but Vito always evaded the question, and most of the content he talked about was either unimportant or extremely jumpy and outrageous.

For example, he could jump from the fact that Trazyn participated in a war between the Empire and Chaos to the fact that no male under Trazyn had an old friend, and from this he must be a boring iron bastard like the oil man.

And now, Cole frowned at the mysterious Necron Overlord in front of him, and the three Astartes behind him surrounded him and pressed their weapons. They all stared at the hateful enemy of the Emperor in front of them with vigilance.

Trazyn looked at them, and then saw Vito, who was trying to pretend to be a great enemy, serious and trying to hold back his laughter. To be honest, the titles of the Emperor's enemy, the powerful and terrible enemy, and the cunning and cruel alien alien on Trazyn's head felt as funny as calling a certain Ogryn ape a great philosopher.

Vito knew that Trazyn was only interested in collecting antiques and artifacts, and even as a person, he was not only better than almost all of his Necron compatriots, but also more tolerant than most of the planetary governors of humans themselves.

The "slaves" working under Trazyn live longer than most residents of the Imperial Hive, and their health is also very different. Trazyn actually likes humans. He likes human creativity and the infinite possibilities of surprises they bring.

He even told Vito that if the Necrons can really rebuild the empire of the past one day, he would be very happy to keep a group of humans in captivity, give them enough food, drinking water and breeding space to observe these interesting species, just like a game that is always full of fun.

Of course, Vito doesn't agree with this. He said that he would probably kill the Necrons before they succeed, so Trazyn's human zoo plan may not be feasible, but Trazyn doesn't mind it at all. The relationship between the two is still very good, which can be regarded as a model of friendly relations between humans and alien races.

Trazyn looked at Vito and smiled softly, then raised his head to look at the two Space Marine veterans who were walking over. Captain Eisenstein held the chainsaw sword on his waist and looked at the alien with hostility, his eyes showing distrust, vigilance and anger.

"What are your plots? Alien." Eisenstein growled, and the voice was like the first roar of a long-sleeping lion. Trazyn looked at the old wolf Olaf standing side by side with him. He also looked at him with a suspicious look, but the undisguised murderous intent was much lighter.

Trazyn smiled coldly and spoke with the cold steel voice that all undead overlords have. The voice sounded from his flickering face, literally like steel without temperature speaking.

"A deal, Space Marine, I'm here for a deal that benefits everyone." Before Trazyn finished speaking, Eisenstein clenched his fist and strode forward to point at him, his eyes blazing with anger.

"All the aliens are lies! Don't try to deceive us! I swear in the name of Rogal Dorn!" Eisenstein's threat was very sufficient. If it were an ordinary person, he would either be enraged or frightened, but Trazyn didn't. He looked at the captain and smiled.

"The sons of Dorn are very stubborn, I know that, and I feel lucky that you are not the one who makes the decision on this ship, right? Lord Inquisitor."

Tarazyn turned his head and looked at Vito. His body was turning and a torn halo appeared on the edge. Everyone looked at Vito, and Vito also looked at them, cleared his throat, and looked at Trazyn with his hands behind his back.

"You said you have a deal, then tell me, alien." "It's a great honor to deal with a rational person."

Tarasim chuckled and raised his head. He looked around at the Space Marines who were standing around like a high wall and were full of murderous intent and vigilance, but this did not make the Endless feel unhappy at all. He decided to tell the content of the deal.

"There is something on your ship that I am interested in. In fact, that thing originally belonged to my race. It was stolen by the Eldar in the ancient War of Heaven, and now it is in your hands." Tarasim raised a hand, and the palm suddenly appeared from the edge of the holographic projection and was transformed by a halo in a very short time.

"The Eldar call it the Jade of Old Age. What a stupid name. They don't even know what it is. I believe you don't know either, so I ask you to hand it over."

Cole frowned and looked at the Endless Tarasim, his eyes full of vigilance, "And what can we get? You said this is a deal, so what can we get?"

Tarasim laughed, he looked at the strange long staff in his other hand with his fingers, he turned his iron face and looked at Cole in front of him, "The artifact is on your ship, if I attack it forcefully, it is likely to damage the artifact, you may also destroy it to prevent me from getting it."

"But if you hand it over to me peacefully and return it intact to its original owner, then I will let you go, leave safely, I mean what I say."

Just as Cole was about to speak, Eisenstein roared, he stepped forward and glared at Tarasim, then looked at Vito and Cole and clenched his fists, "He is lying! We can't believe anything an alien says!"

"As soon as he gets the artifact, he will kill us, everything he says is a lie, Judge!" Eisenstein's point of view was supported, Lancelot stepped forward and stood behind Vito, who also turned his head to look at the Knight of Caliban.

"What the captain said makes sense. He can open fire after getting the artifact. The alien has no sense of honor. It only takes a blink of an eye to break a promise. We shouldn't trust him." Lancelot said, looking up at Trazyn in front of him with a frown.

"And this alien came here to intercept us, which must mean that this artifact is very important to him. We must not let the artifact fall into his hands."

Vito frowned slightly and looked at Lancelot with his arms folded. "Then your suggestion is that we should fight to the death with the dead fleet outside, destroy the artifact and die together?"

"This is our mission, Inquisitor. We are the sharp blade and shield of the Emperor. His angel of death should die on the battlefield for him!" Eisenstein said stubbornly. He stubbornly repeated his responsibility and oath. Obviously, he was ready to return to the throne.

"We can never let such an important artifact fall into the hands of the Emperor's enemies. If the Empire cannot use it, then we must ensure that it does not fall into the hands of the enemy!" Eisenstein shouted, and his words aroused Ragnar's approval. The wolf cub clenched his battle axe and howled. He looked at Vito behind him and his blood boiled.

"The captain is right. We should die on the battlefield instead of believing in the lies of the opposite sex!" Ragnar said loudly, as if he was competing for who had the loudest voice. Vito looked at him and frowned slightly and looked at Bell on the side.

The Ultramarines held the gun in silence for a moment and shook their heads slightly. He did not approve of this tactic of mutual destruction, but what Vito did not know was that the reason why Bell did not approve was because he did not want the precious knowledge and documents on the ship to be buried in the sea of ​​fire and disappear in the galaxy. He also did not want the Supreme Marshal, the last hope of the Empire, to die in this ghost place.

Vito then turned to look at Cole, who was thinking silently. Vito could see that he was struggling. He didn't want to end his journey of exploring the star sea and his lifelong dream, but he couldn't break his oath to the Emperor. He was very painful to struggle. After a mental struggle, he looked at Vito, "You decide, Inquisitor. I will obey your orders."

Vito nodded, took a deep breath and looked at Trazyn. The Endless was also waiting for his answer, "I agree to the deal, but I must make sure you keep your word, Endless."

Eisenstein was shocked, but he was stopped by Olaf just as he was about to speak. The old wolf shook his head to stop him, and Trazyn also took this brief opportunity to speak and give a reply.

"Very good, then you bring the artifact to my ship, we will confirm everything there." Trazyn said, Vito nodded slightly.

"Okay, can I bring an attendant and guard with me? I think you will understand, right?" Vito said with a joking smile, raising his hand and pointing with his thumb to a large group of dead ships outside the bridge behind him, the meaning couldn't be clearer.

After hearing this, Trazyn laughed, and this time the laughter was not the kind of cold steel sound at all, but more like the laughter of a living being, "Of course, you can bring a guard, but only one."

"No problem, remember to let your men control the guns when I get on the ship, don't fire them accidentally, otherwise we will blow up together." Vito laughed jokingly, and the smile made people who knew him understand everything instantly. That was the smile every time Vito was brewing a secret plan.

"Of course, I am waiting for you, Judge." Trazyn said, and his image disappeared with a snap of his fingers. The holographic projection instantly went out. Vito rubbed his neck and looked at Eisenstein who was burning with anger.

The latter glared at Vito, not hiding his dissatisfaction. He was indeed the son of Dorne. His dissatisfaction with you was written on his face, just like their father.

"Inquisitor! How could you hand over the artifact to the alien! This is an act of betrayal! Heresy!" Eisenstein roared, and Vito looked at him and smiled.

"Believe me, Captain. No one knows what heresy and betrayal mean better than me, and I don't plan to hand over the artifact to him." Vito said, lifting his clothes and taking out a small grenade from his arms.

The grenade was constructed in a peculiar way. Unlike the common imperial grenades, the internal core of the grenade was a crystal with a constantly changing energy body structure. Those light particles like sand and water flow constantly reorganized their shapes, and would collapse like sand dunes after a short moment.

"I'm going to blow him up into the sky." Vito said, looking at the grenade in his hand. Everyone looked at the grenade and looked at each other with frowns. Olaf looked at Vito and stepped forward to hold Eisenstein's shoulder.

"Inquisitor, is that the Eldar psychic bomb we captured a few years ago, right?" Olaf asked, pointing to the thing, while Vito nodded and weighed the bomb in his hand.

"Yes, the psychic bomb is a creation of the ancient Eldar Empire. The undead have no resistance to this psychic bomb. I will take this bomb, hide it with the artifact and give it to Trazin, and then detonate the bomb. Blow him up."

Vito said as he looked at the changing energy body inside the bomb in his hand, and the light in it illuminated his outline, "And if he discovers this bomb, I will detonate it at close range and take Trazin with me. Die together with the artifact."

Vito raised his head and looked at his companions around him. They all looked at Vito with solemn faces, "After Trazin is bombed, the Necromancer fleet will shut down, and the Necromancer master control system will be temporarily paralyzed. You can take advantage of this." Take this opportunity to break out of the encirclement and jump away immediately."

"And you will die, Vito, this is an assassination mission with almost no return." Olaf said, his face solemn and filled with an unspeakable sense of sadness, while Vito laughed and threw the bomb , and then grabbed it.

"I think it's worth it to kill one or two people and save a boatload of more than 100,000 people. Your fate is not here, old wolf." Vito said with a smile, as if he had no fear at all about his upcoming fate, but calmly said Accepted it all.

Olaf lowered his eyes and spoke sadly. After hearing this, Eisenstein instantly changed his attitude. The previous anger and resentment were swept away, replaced by respect and gratitude. He knelt down on one knee to pay tribute without hesitation. .

"I take back what I said before, Inquisitor, you are the most noble and brave Emperor warrior I have ever seen. Please allow me to go to the throne with you."

"No, Captain, your life belongs to the Imperial Fists. Now the empire is in critical condition. An experienced veteran of hundreds of battles is vital to the empire. You must return to your battle group. They need you." ”

As Vito said, Ragna immediately stepped forward, stood behind Vito and clenched his fists, "I'll go with you!"

"No, Ragnar, I don't want to go in and start a fight. Besides, I promised Bjorn that you can't die before the time comes." Vito said softly while looking at the wolf cub, who was stopped just as he was about to say something. Tor signaled to shut up. Ragnar wanted to say something else, but he respected Vito, so he chose to shut up and step aside.

"I will go with you, Inquisitor. My knightly oath will not allow me to retreat at this time." This time it was Lancelot's turn. Vito smiled jokingly and patted his power armor as if to comfort him. , he shook his head.

"The Eldar bomb needs someone who knows how to operate it to activate it. I have to find someone who understands these technologies and knowledge to help me carry it and activate the bomb at the right time. This person must be both skilled and calm."

His choice seemed to have been decided. Vito turned to look aside, and everyone looked over together. They all looked at Bell, "Bell, will you come with me to the hell gate?"

The Ultramarine was silent for a moment and looked at Lilith with his peripheral vision. He didn't know why he was looking at her. It seemed to be an unconscious behavior. People like to look elsewhere when they are thinking. This time he happened to see Lilith. .

She leaned on the captain's throne without any sadness or regret. The man she loved might have to die for the country, but she was not sad. Instead, she had a joking smile on her lips, as if she was watching an interesting event. game.

Bell looked at her for a moment, then understood everything instantly. He turned to look at Vito and nodded solemnly, "March for Macragge, my lord."

Vito smiled and watched Bell step forward and hand the bomb to him. After Bell caught the bomb, Vito patted his arm and then walked to the far exit of the bridge. Bell also turned to look at him. The brothers nodded goodbye and followed.

The four Astartes who were still in the dark solemnly watched the two "martyrs", but the two who were about to die walked side by side in the corridor, and made sure they were out of the superhuman hearing range of their brothers. Finally, Bell stepped forward and looked at the bomb in his hand.

"Should I activate this bomb? Marshal." Bell asked, and Vito burst out laughing, seemingly amused by the question.

"No, of course not. I don't want to die in this remote ghost place."

"Or be dragged into a museum by Tarasin. Trust me, he's thought about that a few times, but I'm sure you'll like that place, old man."

Vito said with a smile, leading a confused Bell towards the connecting trestle to the Endless Museum in Nataracine.