Chapter 235 The Rise of the Primarch: After the Glory
"Be gentle! Damn Wawrinka, I told you to be gentle!" Lucius Luxilus, who was bending his neck, complained. His condition was not very good, after all, he had been hit on the back of his neck. People who have been stabbed everywhere are probably not in very good condition.
Lucius was extremely unlucky. After he joined the battle group a few years ago, he had been shouting that he would go into battle to kill the enemy and shed blood for the emperor. As a recruit, it is normal to have such thoughts. Every battle The regiment has such hot-blooded young people who are impulsive and unruly.
Lucius is one of them. He is the most enthusiastic and brave young man among the recruits of the Emperor's Scythe Chapter, so he was very excited after the siege of Sousa began. When the traitors landed on the surface, he even At one point, he wanted to take the initiative with a group of soldiers to attack the traitors' landing point.
Of course, this extremely stupid idea was solved by Captain Mark with his fists, but in the subsequent defense battle of the fortress, Lucius still got the fighting chance he longed for, although the final result was not good.
Not even five minutes after he entered the battle, he was hit in the back of the neck by a claw of a Night Lord. After he angrily wounded the Night Lord sneaker, he was dragged away by his best friend and good brother Wawrinka in the battle group. He came back and is now receiving treatment from Wawrinka.
"Stop calling Lucius, aren't you screaming and not afraid of bloodshed and sacrifice?" Wawrinka said and wrapped the hemostatic bandage around Lucius's neck. The young warrior complained and sat under the collapsed stone pillar. He was very unhappy.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty! I'm talking about fighting! A glorious fight, not being tied here with you and doing nothing but pain." Lucius complained, looking at the scythe on his knees and complaining endlessly. He said, "What I want is a passionate fight, not sitting here and being pushed around like a guinea pig by you, fuck! Be gentle! What did you do to make it so painful?"
Wawrinka sprinkled a handful of powder on the crack of the horrific wound. Wawrinka took a hemostatic bandage and wrapped it around the wound little by little. "Hemostatic powder can kill viruses but it will also hurt a little. Don't scream. When you are stabbed, Why haven’t I seen you howling like this?”
"Because it was a glorious battle! Honor made me forget the pain. As long as I find another enemy to fight, I will definitely recover!" Lucius said righteously, and he hit the ground with his hand and complained, "Let's do this Why stay here? The enemies have broken into the monastery! We should fight fiercely instead of sitting here and staring."
Wawrinka patted Lucius on the shoulder, and the latter smiled and raised his head to look at Wawrinka, "Right, you think so too, right? I said we can sneak in and join the battle without Captain Mark noticing. "
Lucius looked at Wawrinka's strange expression. He seemed to be looking at something in front of him. His expression was extremely shocked. Lucius looked around at the brothers around him differently and turned to look forward. "What did you see? The Chapter Leader came in. ?”
He was wrong. When Lucius turned his head and saw the man, he knew why they were so surprised. Lucius looked at the man, looking at the man holding a flaming sword, with a halo shining like a scorching sun behind his head. man.
Lucius stood up almost subconsciously. The pain on the back of his neck made him curse in a low voice, but he quickly forgot about the pain and stared at the man in front of him in stunned silence.
"Emperor?" Vakalin said dullly. All the soldiers looked at the man standing behind the monastery gate. He stood on the high steps and looked at them, like a temporary king of the gods, majestic and There is a sense of majesty that makes people surrender.
Lucius's mind immediately thought of the Emperor's appearance. He almost looked the same as the Emperor! You see, he is holding a flaming holy sword, and there is a shining halo behind his head. His aura also reveals a domineering feeling like the return of the king, as if the emperor is really coming to this world.
Vito stood on the steps and looked at the warriors below and smiled. He held the sword Flame Sword and watched them walking on the high platform. The six Chapter Masters of the Astartes and the Emperor's Scythe and their company commanders Standing behind him, several burly giants formed an insurmountable high wall, once silently interpreting the iron wall of Vito's authority.
Vito walked on the steps and looked at the warriors below. They were all looking up at him in the fortress hall that had become half a ruin. Vito also watched them move around, the flaming sword burning with his steps. There was a blazing fire, and the flame was continuously stretched in the air as it moved, like a shining sun disk.
"The last time I heard about Sousa was 10,000 years ago, when I was the High Marshal of the Empire. I heard on Terra that a company of the Sons of Guilliman, a company of Ultramarines, had been destroyed dozens of times their own. The enemy is trapped on Sotha, and the traitors vow to kill them all and destroy the Sousa Lighthouse to humiliate the Ultramarines and Guilliman."
Vito held the sword and walked in front of everyone. He looked at the pairs of eyes moving around. "The enemy that time was the same traitor army that broke into the monastery now. It is the same traitor army that surrounded Sosa and tried to destroy you with bombings." The same group of people, the same bunch of bastard traitors, do you know what the martyrs of your war group did last time? They put a bomb in one of their faces and kicked those bastards in the butt. "
"They guarded Sousa and proudly reported their glory in front of Guilliman. Guilliman was proud of them and his descendants. He gave the glory of eternal guarding Sousa to these survivors. Handed over to these glorious descendants.”
Vito raised his burning flaming sword and pointed it at them, at each of them, "But what about today? The same wave of traitors surrounded Sosa and broke into the monastery, what was the result? Will the monastery fall? Will the Sosa Lighthouse fall? Will you bastards die here?"
"No, you won't fucking die here! You will fucking come with me and stand in front of Guilliman like Wannian did, telling him that you defended Sosa! You defended Sosa like the martyrs of Wannian, and kicked these traitors into their Eye of Terror garbage dump!"
Vito's tone gradually became higher. He walked in front of the soldiers, in front of the Chapter Master and Captain Mark behind him. He suddenly stopped on the steps and pointed his hand outside the gate, pointing to the gray sky.
"I'll tell you a truth, a fucking truth in the name of the Emperor. Your Primarch, Roboute Guilliman, will wake up after a long sleep of ten thousand years. He will come out of that static position, and I assure you that this is not a lie, this is the truth."
Vito's words made everyone look at each other in shock. Terasius and Mark stared at each other in amazement, and the warriors in the audience began to whisper to each other. Many people did not believe it, and public opinion rose and fell until Vito pulled out a grenade launcher and shot at the ceiling.
The huge gunshot instantly stunned everyone on the scene. He pointed his gun and sword at the young warriors below, pointing at those who were looking at him, "Your Primarch is about to wake up. I promise you that he will come back in the name of the Emperor. Your father will return to the Empire. I will go to Macragge to see him. What should I tell him? Tell him that your descendants on Sosa did not guard the lighthouse like they did ten thousand years ago, allowing those damn Chaos traitors to desecrate the planet?"
"Or should I tell him that your descendants, like the martyrs ten thousand years ago, guarded Sosa and defended the shining lighthouse, and gave those damn traitors a severe lesson like their martyrs?"
Vito stood in front of them, and the warriors shouted. Lucius and the young warriors raised their iron fists and echoed loudly. Vito pointed at the remaining warriors who remained silent and pointed at those doubtful warriors.
"What do you want to tell him? What do you want to tell him when he just wakes up? Do you let him down or do you make him proud?! Tell him shame or glory?!"
"Glory!" The soldiers raised their weapons and shouted.
"Didn't you eat? Speak louder! Let those damn traitors hear! Let them hear the price of coming here." Vito pointed at them and shouted. The soldiers all stood up and drew their weapons. Bolters and chainsaw swords pointed to the top of their heads. Roars and thunderous war cries sounded one after another.
"What do you want to tell Guilliman? Tell him what you did?" "Glory and victory!" "What do you want to tell those damn traitors?" "Get out of the five hundred worlds!"
The soldiers were indignant. Vito took advantage of the situation and inserted the flaming sword into the scabbard. He turned around and grabbed the artifact from Bell's hand and held it high to show everyone, ensuring that every soldier could see it clearly.
"This thing, send this thing into the Sosa Lighthouse and the lighthouse will restart, this broken piece that has been paralyzed for 10,000 years will light up again, and then all the loyalists will see this light, they will come here, and kick those fatherless orphan traitors back to the Eye of Terror with us."
"Fatherless" Lilith laughed out loud, she held her stomach and laughed, Loken on the side obviously didn't understand what he meant and was confused, but Lilith's laughter did not stop at all.
"He is still so talented, I have to write this down, hahahahahaha." While Lilith laughed, Vito continued his passionate speech.
He looked at the enthusiastic soldiers below, they all raised their arms and shouted and waved their weapons, even those who should have been exhausted stood up, the wounded soldiers seemed to feel no pain at all and stood up and cheered with their brothers, the battle cry of a hundred Astartes echoed throughout the fortress.
"We will kill those traitors, we will win, we will go to Macragge and tell Guilliman that today, here, we won! And we will continue to win! No matter how many times those bastards come, the end will be the same!"
"Bombs hit the face, chainsaws make holes, because they messed with the wrong people! They messed with the Imperials, messed with the Emperor's angel of death! Tell me! Are you ready to let them know that they messed with the wrong people?!"
Vito raised his grenade launcher and shouted, and in an instant, a large number of swords, guns and cannons appeared in the whole hall, cold light flashed in the steel jungle, and shouts echoed between each weapon.
"Then take your weapons and follow me to kill those Chaos rubbish." Vito said, carrying a grenade launcher and walked down the steps. He walked into the central avenue that was given up by the Space Marines. The warriors on both sides raised their weapons and cheered in unison, and the warm atmosphere infected everyone.
Ragnar pulled out the chainsaw axe with his blood boiling, and started to fight with it. As the chainsaw roared above his head, he strode after Vito, raised the axe and roared like an angry wolf.
"For the Allfather! For Russ!" Ragnar shouted in front of the Sons of Guilliman, and the surrounding warriors responded with the battle cries of their respective regiments. In an instant, the battle cries of glory filled the entire hall, and even the Silent Sons of Lion roared enthusiastically.
"For the Lion King! For the Emperor!" Lancelot drew out his power sword and shouted, pointing his sword at the dome. He also rushed down to join the fanatical army of Space Marines. Terasius and Mark also nodded to each other and walked down the platform, selflessly shouting the roar of their own regiments with the warriors.
Bell looked at his fighting brothers and his blood was boiling. He raised his gun and pulled the bolt violently. As the explosive bullet was pushed into the gun chamber, glory and pride filled his whole body, and the nameless power was injected into the superman's body.
"He is still so good at boosting morale." Loken smiled and walked past Bell with his chainsaw sword. Lilith also drew out two long swords and walked with Loken in a graceful pace. She smiled and looked at Vito who was surrounded by the Space Marines in front of her, with great pride and joy in her eyes.
"This is my marshal, the marshal I like."