Chapter 241 The Primarch Rises: Where the Primarch Sleeps

"Wow, I didn't expect you to convince these guys. I thought it would take some bloodshed." Evelyne walked around with her hands behind her back, looking at the surrounding buildings. Those buildings made of sea blue, white gold, milky white marble and red tapestries stood around.

"Calgar is a smart man. He can understand these things. I am not worried about them." Vito said as he stepped on the pink and white diamond ground. He was surrounded by a circle of Ultramarines Guards. The blue armor giants walked on both sides. They were guards but actually more like monitoring them.

At this time, Vito and his party, as well as the Honor Guards brought by Calgar to "guard" were walking on the streets of Ultramar. In the past, there were always crowds of people here. There would be many vendors selling goods on the roadside. The shouting was as loud and persistent as the bells of the magnificent temple in front. It was always very lively here in the past. After all, this was the pilgrimage to the place where Guilliman was sleeping.

The streets here are built to be extremely wide, enough for dozens of Ultramarines to pass side by side, or for an armored company of tanks to drive side by side. Usually, this wide road is used for pilgrims.

In peacetime, there are always many pilgrims here. Devout believers from all over the empire come here from afar. They will line up in endless roaming teams, extending from here to the gate of the City of Glory. The pilgrims who stretch for several kilometers will recite hymns and hold up countless faith flags and slowly walk towards the Great Temple.

Over the years, those devout believers will let the hymns and the smoke from the incense burners fill the streets. As long as you get close to here, you can smell the smell of cigarettes, jasmine, violets, water daffodils or scarlet roses, etc.

The dusty powder keeps falling from the incense burner, and the pink ashes are scattered on the white road under your feet. With the trampling, grinding and the passage of time, the color finally merges with the ground, making the ground of this avenue present different colors in different places, so this avenue is also called the Rainbow Road.

But the situation is very different these days. The streets that were always full of pilgrims and hawkers are now empty. The stalls are all empty, and the commercial streets and hotels along both sides of the street are all deserted. Only the solemnity and silence remain.

The streets that once smelled fragrant are now extremely pungent and unbearable. The fragrance of the incense burner has been replaced by the gas fired by countless anti-aircraft artillery, and countless war machines are running at full speed to discharge those fishy smells.

Even the sky of Macragge, which used to be clear and sunny, was covered with a layer of haze. The flames of the explosion flickered in the air, and the surface of the void shield covering the city was roiling with fire. The disturbing flames kept illuminating the marble columns standing along the avenue and the golden wreaths on them.

Vito looked at the Great Temple at the end of the avenue. It was a magnificent Roman palace, with a circle of huge stone columns outside. Those milky white marble columns extended from the front of the temple gate, extending all the way down along the long steps, and lined up to the end of the avenue.

On one side of the stone columns fluttered the flag of Ultramar, and on the other side fluttered the flag of the Empire's Sky Eagle, which symbolized Macragge's affiliation and their loyalty to the Empire.

Vito looked at the series of anti-aircraft artillery fire rising from behind the Great Temple. The slender series of barrages shot towards Tianji, and the shells kept turning in the direction and drew a barrage arc in the air.

This place reminded Vito of an old place in his memory. Berlin, Germany in 1945 was also like this. That was the end of the Third Reich, but he didn't know whether today would be the end of Macragge.

"You did a miracle, my old friend." Adalad crossed his hands and walked to Vito. Vito looked at Adalad. Behind them was a whole row of space warriors. Ragnar and Lancelot were discussing the surrounding buildings and had an in-depth discussion on the "artistic" of these buildings.

Loken was with Derantius and Caul. These members of the Club who have lived for ten thousand years talked to each other, looking back on the past and recalling history.

Olaf was with Marshal Amalric. The two veterans were talking about each other's military experience. In short, although the situation above did not look very good, at least everyone on Vito's side was in a good mood.

"I know that only you can convince the Ultramarines, which is why I called you to Macragge." Aidalad spoke in the high Gothic language with an elegant, shrill accent. He was obviously better than Evelene in this respect. Although Evelene was now dressed like an Eldar noble, her Gothic language still had a strong pirate accent.

"Persuasion is the first step, but I hope you can really do it, Eldar, otherwise we will be finished." Celestine said and landed beside Vito, her wings closed behind her.

"If you fail or deceive Calgar, then I guess you will die in an ugly way." Celestine said, and Aidalad smiled at Celestine and nodded.

"Please rest assured, Miss Celestine, what we said is not a lie. Evelene has fully mastered the power given by the god of death and can skillfully use the skills of the soul. We have even paid a lot for this."

"What's the price?" Vito asked with interest. Eldarad was about to describe it more euphemistically, but Efreni obviously didn't like the roundabout Eldar-style expression, so she just grabbed it. Opportunity to open up.

"I pulled out the old woman's sword on the way back to Beltane's Ark. The power of the God of Death was completely controlled by me. It's just that the ark in my hometown is considered useless." Efreni said, pulling out the sword that destroyed half of the people. Ark's sword, Vito raised his eyebrows and looked at the slender blade.

The silver-white sword has a circle of ancient Eldar patterns, and the hilt is also very unique. It seems to be made of a kind of metal-like wood that grows naturally. The intricate appearance cannot be carved by craftsmen.

The weapon looked very unique, as if it was alive. Vito squinted his eyes and carefully observed the sword, but he didn't gain much. In the end, he cast a questioning look at Eldarad.

The Great Prophet smiled and nodded slightly to Vito, "This weapon is said to have been forged by the fingers of Moiraine, the wife of the blood god Kane. She hopes to gain the wisdom in her blood, but only Kane can hurt her. , so she asked her daughters to torture their father Kane with screams. If she wanted to end this torture, Kane must cut off Moiraine's fingers and let her drink his blood. "

"In the end, Kane agreed to take action, and Moiraine gained the wisdom in her blood, and her five amputated fingers turned into the old woman's sword. This is one of them, called the Elayne Sword. The sword is inserted into Beltan’s Ark circuit and serves as the core of the Ark’s spiritual network.”

Eldarad explained, while Vito and Celestine looked at each other. After a moment of thinking, they turned their heads and looked at Eldarad, "Your Eldar God is really very personal."

Efreni shrugged. She turned the Sword of Elayne, as if the bone blade was spinning in her palm and tearing the surrounding air. The tip of the blade seemed to be releasing psychic power all the time, which was enough to cover a small area. of tearing space.

"When I pulled it out, the spiritual network exploded, and almost all the souls in the circuit of the Ark were devoured by Slaanesh." Efreni said, while Eldarad smiled awkwardly, and he forced himself to interrupt. Cut off Eveleni’s embarrassing self-report.

"We remedied it in time and rescued all the souls with a sufficient amount of soul stones. We injected those soul stones into the ghost structure. Now our compatriots can walk among us again."

"It sounds like you almost killed an Ark, and finally pulled the already dead Eldar to work overtime, but well, at least I hope you won't make such a big splash this time." Vito shrugged. Said, Eldarad nodded repeatedly, "I promise you it won't be, old friend." "I hope so."

Vito said and looked at Bell in front of him. He was walking at the front of the team, walking alone. Vito looked at him and nodded to Celestine and Eldarad and walked up quickly.

Bell looked at the Great Temple with countless anti-aircraft fires rising in the distance. He was in a low mood and his expression was gloomy. Vito walked up to him, patted his gauntlet and said with a smile on his face.

"What's wrong? You act like your father is dead. Your father is still alive and well, and he will be able to stand up soon." Vito really made such an outrageous joke. I strongly suggest that you don't make fun of the Space Marines. Make a joke like this, really, and you won't like the possible consequences.

Bell watched as Vito looked up gloomily at the cloud-covered sky. The airflow and dust from the explosion covered the blue sky of the entire world.

"My homeland is under siege, and countless of my compatriots have died in the war. Although the Primarch is about to rise, I fear that we have let him down."

"How will he feel when he sees this scene in front of him?" Bell said emotionally. He was like a child who failed in the exam and was now going to meet his father.

Vito patted his arm encouragingly with a smile on his face, "Don't worry, we will get rid of these bitches soon, and believe me, Guilliman has done a lot of stupid things."

"Master Primarch, have you ever done such a stupid thing?" Bell asked doubtfully, while Vito had a sly smile on his face. He rubbed his palms with an evil smile, "I'll tell you slowly later, one by one. "

The group of people quickly walked up the steps of the Great Temple. They entered the Great Temple following Captain Calgar. After passing through the temple guards outside the golden embossed door, they entered the temple. hall.

Vito followed Calga into the hall. It was not that he had never been here before, but after all, it was quite shocking to enter here again after so many years.

This sacred palace is almost as splendid as the Emperor's Palace on Terra. The Ultramarines used all their wealth, gems and gold to decorate it with art.

Magnificent statues stand directly on both sides as support pillars. The statues of space warriors holding magic weapons stand like silent guards. Above their heads are circles of curved dome beams. There are a total of ten across the huge space. There are huge flags hanging from each of the curved beams of the palace.

It was a flag that perfectly corresponded to the ten companies of the Ultramarines. Not only were the flags of the Ultramarines, there were countless flags hanging against the walls on both sides of the grand hall. Those huge flags hanging high above the heads were densely packed. Arranged, those are the flags of all registered Ultramarines sub-regiments, even those that have completely disappeared have a place here.

Guilliman's thousands of descendants have stored their spirits here, and have been stored beside their father for thousands of years. Now, their father is sitting in the Still Stand at the end of the hall.

Calgar walked to the Still Stand, which was quite a height difference from the floor of the hall. The platform was made entirely of the most precious wood. Its preciousness was enough to daunt any imperial noble, but the Ultramarines still used a lot to build the platform.

The upper and lower parts were connected by curved stairs on both sides. Red carpets were laid on the surface of those wide stairs. In the middle of the two curved stairs was an eagle with its wings spread. The golden eagle spread its wings and stepped on a planet. The Ultramarines' legion emblem was imprinted on the surface of the planet.

Yes, it was the legion emblem. Have you forgotten when this place was built?

Calgar took the lead and knelt down under the platform. All the Ultramarines knelt down at the same time. Even Sicarius knelt down without any hesitation. Bell beside Vito knelt down on one knee. All the warriors knelt down to the sleeping Gene Father.

Vito looked up at the sleeping Guilliman. He was still wearing the power armor and sitting on the throne. On his knees, the Emperor's own flaming holy sword was placed flat on his knees, but because of the static position, the flames seemed to be paused. The blazing flames were frozen in the air and looked weird.

Vito looked at Guilliman's face. He was still the same as he remembered, handsome, young and resolute. He hadn't changed at all, both externally and internally. Looking at his face, Vito suddenly felt that the world had changed. Time was so strange. It was obviously ten thousand years, but it seemed that time had not passed at all.

Calgar stood up, and he turned his head like a mountain to look at Caul. The hovercraft behind him also entered the hall. "Go and put on the armor for the Primarch. When the static force field disappears, you only have one minute to assemble the armor, otherwise the blood of the poisonous blade will kill him."

"And you, Eldar, I will supervise you while you perform your ritual." Calgar said as he walked to Evelene. Calgar, who was more than four meters tall, stood in front of her like a mountain, and the strong sense of pressure could almost suffocate people.

"If you have any action that makes me suspicious, Eldar, I will kill you immediately." Calgar growled, and he raised his iron fist and pointed at Evelene's chest, and the latter sneered and looked at him with disdain.

"So you'd better be careful and consider carefully, Eldar woman." "You don't need to teach me, Tin Can, we don't have much time, let's start now, Oil Man."

Ephreni waved her hand, and Caul nodded slightly to Vito and pulled the hover flatbed to the platform. Calgar looked at the two people passing by and clenched his fists and looked at Sicarius. The second captain also walked up with his sword hilt.

"While I am supervising them, be alert to everything around you." "Yes, Captain."

Sicarius saluted and said, Calgar nodded slightly and stopped just before he was about to walk up the stairs. He was interrupted by a rapid communication. Calgar stopped, and Caul and Evereni also stopped. The latter had already walked up several steps.

They turned their heads to look at Calgar. The captain tilted his head to listen to the hoarse communicator, and almost at the same time Vito's communicator also rang, and he immediately raised his wrist to put it to his ear.

"What's wrong, Cole?" Vito asked.

"Report the situation, Mikael." Calgar said to his communicator. After a burst of hoarse radio interference, the sound of the communicator was finally barely audible. Mikael's voice came from there hurriedly.

"Captain, the Chaos fleet is carrying out a suicide attack on the City of Glory! We detected several Chaos warships falling into the atmosphere under fire!" Mikael's voice shouted.

"Those bastards are trying to break through the void shield by orbital collision. Those lunatics, we severely damaged their ships but they fell directly into the atmosphere, Vito! If you are in the hall, leave there immediately!"

Cole's voice shouted from the communicator. Vito raised his head and looked at the sky through the stained glass window on the dome. He looked at the burning warship that broke through the clouds and made a brief summary.

"Fuck, they really know how to play."