Chapter 289: The Rise of the Primarch: Thousand Miles of Rescue

The mysterious giant wearing a hood walked slowly towards him. Most of his face was completely shrouded in the shadow of the hood. His large robe was hung on his old power armor. Eisenstein looked at him warily. He had an instinct warning him about the Astartes warrior in front of him. This guy was very dangerous.

Eisenstein held down the chain sword. He took a step forward from Vito's side. He raised his hand to signal Seve to stop, "Don't come any closer. You haven't gained our trust yet."

Seve glanced at the chain sword on the captain's waist. His hand was holding the end of the sword hilt, as if he was about to pull it out and strike at himself at any time. Bell behind Eisenstein was also holding a bolter. He looked at Seifer warily, and his eyes glanced over Seifer, spying on the silent Space Marines of the Mysterious Sword.

Seve stopped. He stood a few steps away and glanced at Eisenstein, and then looked at Vito among them. Although he was far smaller than them among the Space Marines, he was not the same. Undoubtedly at the center of it all.

"Long time no see, Vito, nice to see you again." The hooded knight wearing the broad-bladed knight sword nodded and said. Vito looked at him and squeezed out a little smile despite being surprised. He smiled and said to Seve nodded, then raised his hand to signal Captain Eisenstein to put down the sword he had pressed on his weapon.

"He is our friend, Sever, an old acquaintance of mine."

Eisenstein looked at Vito in silence for a moment, then he looked at Seve's face. His eyes as hard and cold as steel walls looked at Seve's eyes, and the gray-white eyes under the hood also looked at Seve's. Eisenstein, the two looked at each other without saying a word for more than ten seconds before Eisenstein released his weapon.

The Captain of the Imperial Fist straddled the chainsword and retreated behind Vito. He took long strides and walked directly behind Vito. He stood there like a high wall, silently exuding a sense of majesty. Deterring anyone with unrealistic ideas.

As Eisenstein lowered his guard, at least for the time being, Bell also loosened his grip on the trigger. He looked at Sever and soon noticed the silver wings logo on his shoulder armor. Although the sign was partially covered by the monk's robe, it still shone coldly under the light.

"You are the Dark Angel, right?" Bell asked. Vito glanced at Bell out of the corner of his eye. He hesitated and then looked at Seve, who nodded slightly to Bell, like all Dark Angel warriors. , silent and cold.

"Yes, I am the son of Ryan, the knight of the Dark Angel and Caliban, the real knight of Caliban." Seve said, his voice was low and hoarse, which made Bell feel very strange. He was keenly aware of it. There was something wrong with this battle brother.

He does not look old in appearance, and his face hidden by the hood can even be called young, but that is just the appearance. His words all reveal a strong sense of age, as if he has experienced a hundred years. The lonely old man told stories one after another in his hoarse voice.

And not only that, his power armor didn't look like the standard model today. Bell frowned as he looked at the thing, and then he keenly realized that his power armor model was the same as Captain Loken's. Although it was The robes covered many key parts, but Bell could still confirm this.

Bell noticed something was wrong, but he didn't say it outright at the beginning. He was not as impatient as Ragnar or Lancelot. He turned to look at Vito, and when he saw the latter shaking his head slightly, he nodded tacitly. He signaled and hid the secret he discovered.

"Captain Loken, I'm glad to see the Luna Wolves again." Seve greeted Loken affectionately. The latter was slightly surprised. He looked at Seve in front of him and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"You know me? You said your name is Sever? I seem to have heard of this name before."

"We met in subspace, and it was also in a storm, so I think the pleasantries will end here." Vito interrupted Loken's thoughts. He looked towards Loken, and the company commander also looked at Vito thinking. After a moment, he nodded, then raised his head and looked at Seve in front of him.

Vito took a deep breath, then exhaled it slowly and turned to look at Seve, who was wearing a gray-white robe. "You have never come to me in the past many years. How did you find me this time?"

"She helped me, she told me your location." Seve said calmly, Vito frowned slightly, and Loken behind him looked at Bell in surprise.

"She? Who?" "I don't know, probably one of the marshal's ex-girlfriends, or I don't need to add the prefix."

Vito glanced at the two people behind him and smiled helplessly. He now knew why Slaanesh said that an old friend of his came to find him. She was right, Seve was indeed his old friend, very, A very old friend.

They have experienced a lot of things together, good, bad and not so bad, so Vito knows that if Seve comes to him, it is definitely not just to reminisce about the past. Every time he comes to see him, there is definitely something wrong. What a big thing, and not an ordinary big thing.

"Something big happened, right? That's why you came to me."

Vito stood in front of the three Space Marines and said, and Seve nodded without hesitation. Although Vito and he last met a few centuries ago, he still answered questions as he remembered. There will be no sloppiness, completely consistent with his father Ryan.

"Guilliman and his expeditionary force were discovered by Chaos while making several short-distance warp jumps. Tzeentch designed a warp storm to break up the expeditionary fleet, scattering them into the Maelstrom. "

"Maelstrom? The star field controlled by the tyrant Huron during the Badab War?" Bell relied on his erudition to immediately identify where the place Seve mentioned was, and his judgment was very accurate.

"Yes, that's where it is, and Huron is also there. He led himself to attack with the help of various renegade Space Marine warbands and even the Red Pirates warband mixed with the renegade legion. With the guidance of the Lord of Change, He found the lone Guilliman flagship and tied the Primarch and others to his Blackstone Fortress."

Bell was startled. He watched Seve take a few steps forward in shock, "Lord Guilliman has been kidnapped?!"

"And not only him, Cato Sicarius, Marshal Amalric, and others are also trapped up there." Seve said and looked at Vito, who frowned slightly. To Vito, he said the words that made Vito pay attention instantly.

"Celestine is also up there. Huron originally planned to kill her, but then he planned to torture her himself, letting the emperor's living saint be swallowed up and corrupted by Chaos in pain, and degenerate into an angel of Chaos as a tribute to the four gods. As a gift, if I guess correctly, he probably has"

Before Seve could say anything, a bolt of lightning shot out of Vito's body. The golden thunder rushed past Seve's ears and shattered a relief sculpture high up. The stone statue was instantly broken into pieces. Rubble poured down to the ground.

Colonel York, who was behind Vito, was startled by the lightning and the collapsing stone statue. He instinctively squatted down. He looked at the dust that was raised not far away as the stone statue fell. His eyes glanced at Vito. Tor, even he knew that Vito was not in a good mood right now.

Eisenstein frowned slightly. He looked at the golden lightning leaping from Vito's body, and then looked at Seve's frown. He deliberately angered Vito first.

Seve looked at Vito, who looked silently at Vito whose eyes briefly flashed with golden light, "Guilliman is also up there. Huron handed the original body to Carlos Fateweaver, and it also evolved from Huron's idea. It got inspiration from it and wanted to take credit from Huron, so it planned to let Guilliman fall into the Primarch of Chaos since Huron wanted to corrupt Celestine.”

"It's trying to torture the Primarch. I heard he got a lot of advice from Fulgrim. If no one comes to save them, then"

"Vito! We must go to the Maelstrom immediately! We must rescue Lord Guilliman and the others!" Bell shouted looking at Vito, who also looked at Bell with eyes full of anger, but Vito had not yet After speaking, Eisenstein walked up and pressed Bell's shoulders.

"But don't forget, the Emperor and Terra are also in urgent need of our support. If the Emperor falls, everything will be over." Eisenstein said. Bell originally wanted to refute something, but the words choked in his throat. , he cursed in a low voice while hesitating to speak.

Eisenstein was right. Now the Emperor also needed their support. They had no time to care about Guilliman and Celestine, but should they just give up like that? ?

Bell raised his head and wanted to say something, but before he could speak, he was stopped by Loken. Bell was startled and subconsciously looked at Loken, who shook his head and frowned and looked ahead. Bell obeyed in surprise. Looking at Loken's eyes, he was startled.

He looked at Vito's cold expression. Although he was expressionless, large lightning bolts had already leapt out of his body. Those golden lightning bolts bounced on him, and his cold eyes were full of murderous intent.

He stared at Seve and spoke after a moment, "How can I help you?"

Seve looked at Vito and nodded. As he expected, he did not need to give Vito any explanation, "I will lead the battle brothers behind me to raid Huron's Blackstone Fortress and rescue Guilliman and Celestine, and everyone else, but I can't break through the Red Pirates' defenses with just these warriors, I need help."

Cypher frowned as he spoke, his mouth speaking under the shadow of his hood, "I need it, the Legion of the Damned."

"The Cursed Legion? Aren't those heroic souls that only living saints and emperors can summon?" Bell asked in surprise. Seve shook his head slightly and pointed at Vito in front of him.

"No, only three people have the authority to summon the Cursed Legion, the Emperor himself, his herald and messenger Celestine, and him."

Seve pointed at Vito in front of him and said, the latter looked directly into Seve's eyes with cold eyes, and the latter also looked at Vito in front of him without fear, "Vito Constantine, Emperor ’s sharp blade, his marshal.”

Bell was startled. He, Loken, and Eisenstein looked at Vito at the same time. He looked at Vito with a cold face, surprised and puzzled, "If he can also summon the Legion of the Curse, why has he never summoned it? He never called us when we were on Macragge, or in other times of danger."

"Because he is a nuclear bomb, a psychic nuclear bomb. Although it is powerful, it lacks control. Summoning the Cursed Legion requires quite strong psychic control. He is not sure that he can summon them stably, and It’s not going to blow up the entire continent.”

When Seve was talking, Vito had already walked to the open space on one side. He stopped silently as he passed by Colonel York. He turned his head slightly and looked at the colonel.

"Did you bring wine?"

"Bring it."

"Take it out."

Colonel York hesitated to take the canteen from his belt, but it was obviously filled with wine. Don't be so surprised. Colonel York was used to drinking a canteen of wine before facing all kinds of monsters and monsters. This would allow him to face those enemies more calmly. It's the so-called drinking to build up courage.

Colonel York handed the canteen to Vito, who took it and uncorked it and drank it in big gulps. His throat kept bulging, and a large amount of wine poured into his throat with the movement of his Adam's apple. He raised the canteen while drinking, and the wine in it fell from the air into his mouth.

The soldiers around looked at each other. They all watched Vito drink the wine. Many wine stains spilled on his collar. Sefer and the three Space Marines behind him watched Vito finish the wine. He stuffed the empty canteen back to York, who took the canteen and looked at Vito in surprise as he walked past.

Under everyone's gaze, he walked to the open ground on the side of the deck. Vito looked at the ground under his feet and gently raised one of his arms. He looked at the arm, and the hand of the mechanical arm pulled out the Phoenix Sword from the arm. He looked at the cold blade and put it on his arm.

Bell looked at Vito and frowned, "You said he couldn't control that power, right? He couldn't summon the Cursed Legion."

"Yes." Sefer replied coldly, his eyes always locked on Vito.

"Then why do you think he can summon successfully this time and won't use the power of space and time to blow us away?"

"Because he drank, and he was furious."

Sever's mouth curled up slightly, and he said softly. As Sefer's voice fell, Vito's blood dripped onto the ground. He cut a wound on his wrist with the Phoenix Sword, and the scarlet blood dripped onto the ground and onto the cold deck.

Drops of blood dripped onto the blood pool on the ground, and red ripples surged on the ground, but suddenly lightning flashed in the blood, and golden lightning rose from the blood. Under the bombardment of lightning, the blood instantly turned into countless silk threads, and those blood lines surged on the ground.

Bell looked at the blood lines on the ground, and the blood lines spread out in all directions, each drawing a huge outline on the steel deck. As the blood silk threads closed at the end, a huge blood magic circle instantly appeared on the deck.

The huge magic circle under Vito was drawn, and his arm dripping with blood suddenly stopped bleeding. The rolling blood suddenly stopped at the wound. Vito's hand holding the Phoenix Sword suddenly inserted the blade into the ground in front of him. As the blade was inserted into the ground, the dazzling blade instantly lit up, and the blade burning like the sun lit up from the end of the hilt and extended down to the tip of the blade little by little.

As the Phoenix Sword was lit up instantly, the blood magic circle around it after it was inserted into the ground also lit up. The red blood turned golden in a very short time. The golden light quickly moved along the line. As the complex and winding blood lines all turned golden, the ends of the golden light collided head-on at the edge of the magic circle.

In an instant, a force surged from the magic circle like a storm, and the hurricane threw all the surrounding marines to the ground. They shouted and were blown down from the gun shield. Colonel York was startled and took a big step forward to try to gain a foothold in the strong wind, but as the wind arrived, he was almost blown away immediately.

Colonel York fell back and fell back. If Locke hadn't blocked behind the colonel and used his body as a wall to support the colonel, he would have fallen to the ground long ago. Locke looked at Vito in front of him, and the colonel also leaned on Locke's power armor leg and looked at Vito. They all looked in Vito's direction.

The wind blew under Vito, his black jacket hissed fiercely in the wind, and his black hair fluttered with the wind. Vito looked at the magic circle in front of him, and he grasped the Phoenix Sword inserted in front of him. As he grasped the blade, he instantly injected more powerful power into the magic circle.

The wind began to bombard everywhere with lightning, and the golden lightning whistled over the gun shield, almost flying over the heads of the marines. The lightning bombarded the wall, and the steel wall was instantly blown into a charred hole.

The marine who fell to the ground raised his head and looked in the direction of his legs. He watched the lightning emerge from the magic circle. The golden lightning kept hitting each other around Vito. Their rapidly changing bodies rubbed against each other, and with every spiritual energy collision, the wind would bombard everywhere around.

A bolt of lightning hit Vito's head and then shot towards the Leman Russ Main Battle Tank. The commander was startled and quickly squatted down and lay on the hatch. The golden lightning shot over his head and refracted after hitting the door. The lightning shot directly at the ear of the Mystic Sword Space Marine, but these silent warriors stood completely motionless.

Sefer and Bell stood together and looked at the golden array. Vito stood at the center of countless lightning and surging power. As his power was released, the leaping lightning kept bombarding the surroundings. The ceiling, walls and iron pillars were all broken and cracked under its bombardment, and some even collapsed directly.

"He can't control that power!" Bell shouted at the top of his voice, but Sefer on the side smiled, "No! He can! Just watch!"

Before Sefer finished speaking, a bolt of lightning struck his ear. His hood fluttered with the shock wave of the lightning. He watched Vito hold the hilt of the sword with one hand. His eyes instantly burst into a golden light that was far brighter than the sun. As the golden light lit up, he turned the blade violently, and the blade tore a huge crack in the ground, and there was more than one crack.

The space behind Vito was also torn open by the leap of lightning. The crack that appeared in the lightning fell to the ground. The whistling lightning continued to emerge inside and outside it, and an iron foot stepped out of the golden and white crack, an iron foot burning with blazing flames.

Colonel York widened his eyes. He and the surrounding warriors stared at the interstellar warriors burning with flames. Eisenstein frowned at the warrior who stepped out of the crack and whispered the warrior's name.

"The Cursed Legion."

The warriors of the Cursed Legion, burning with the flames of revenge, stepped into reality. He walked behind Vito, and behind him walked another burning revenge warrior. They walked out of the cracks around them one by one, and stepped onto the deck with heavy steps of burning in heavy power armor.

The warriors of the Cursed Legion walked past Vito one by one, and they walked past him silently, burning behind him. The warriors burning with blazing flames held bolt guns and hand-held chainsaw swords, and the fire of revenge gushed out from the gaps in their armor, and the roaring chainsaws turned bursts of flames.

The silent warriors lined up around Vito, standing on the entire wide deck. The surrounding marines looked at the silent burning warriors in front of them in astonishment. No one dared to say a word, or even dared to breathe heavily.

One by one, the warriors of the Cursed Legion, wearing black armor and burning with flames, stepped into the military column. After entering the column, they turned around and stood up, and soon a series of burning iron walls rose up around Vito.

Behind Vito, a burly centurion of the Cursed Legion wearing Terminator armor finally came out. He was not wearing a helmet, and his face was completely covered with flames. His hair was made entirely of flames, and there was no eyeball in his eyes, but a ball of eternally burning purgatory fire.

As the centurion stepped in, the teleportation rift gradually shrank until it disappeared completely, and the destructive lightning jumping around on the deck also disappeared.

Vito's eyes returned to normal after closing once. He slowly raised his head, and the magic circle under him gradually extinguished. Vito took a long deep breath and exhaled slowly. He felt a splitting headache, as if his brain had been hit by hundreds of thousands of extermination orders, and his chest was burning with hot flames like those destroyed planets.

But he still slowly raised his head. He looked at the centurion who walked in front of him and looked down at him. The centurion of the Cursed Legion looked at Vito and then knelt on one knee. This surprised the surrounding marines, even Bell and Locke. Even if Locke didn't know what the Cursed Legion was, he knew that the scene he saw now was absolutely incredible.

Vito looked at the centurion of the Cursed Legion who bowed his head in front of him. Because he was wearing a Terminator, he was taller than Vito even when he knelt, so Vito could still see his face and the pair of burning eyes.

He took a deep breath, then pointed to the gate of the pier on one side, "Get on that ship, get on the traitors' fortress, and then, kill all the traitors you meet, leaving no one behind."

Just this one sentence, just this one sentence, but it was enough. The centurion stood up, turned around and walked towards the gate of the pier without saying a word, the burning power armor rose and fell towards the gate, and the raging fire burned on him, and behind him, all the soldiers of the Cursed Legion walked towards the direction of the pier, and the giants followed the centurion towards the gate.

Sever, Bell, Loken, Eisenstein, York and others stood in the middle of the deck, they watched the flames of revenge passing by one by one from both sides, the silent soldiers of the Cursed Legion walked by, the temperatureless flames floated around them, but they did not feel any heat, perhaps, only the traitors could feel the temperature of the fire of revenge.

The warriors of the Sword of Mystery made way on both sides of the gate. They stared at the warriors of the Cursed Legion who were walking in front of them. The tall centurion walked into the trestle first, followed by more than a hundred warriors of the Cursed Legion. There was no conversation, no noise, and the warriors who didn't even breathe stepped into the trestle.

Eisenstein looked at the corridor inside the trestle. The steel peaks overlapped one by one and covered all the space. With them, there was also a blazing flame. The fire of war was heading towards the battlefield.

Eisenstein turned his head and looked at Vito who came after inserting the Phoenix Sword into the scabbard. He walked in front of Sefer. After the two looked at each other, Vito pointed in the direction of the trestle, the direction of the battlefield.

"Go, save Guilliman, my girl, and everyone else." He said, pointing to the double guns on Sefer's waist, and said with a cold expression.

"Do me a favor. Last time in Badab, Huron lost half of his body. Let him lose the other side this time."

"I know. If he touches her, I will make him pay for you."

Sever said and turned to walk towards the pier. He didn't say goodbye or even a word of blessing. Humph, he was still the same as he remembered. But because of this, Vito believed in him. He believed that Sever would rescue them.

Vito looked at Sefer's back, at the familiar sword, the sword of the Lion King that his father had wielded.

"Sefer."

Vito shouted, Sefer stopped in front of the gate, turned his head and looked at Vito not far away, who looked at Sefer and said after a moment of silence, "What do you want to do? Have you been loyal or betrayed in the past ten thousand years?"

Sefer smiled, turned around and continued to walk towards the gate of the pier, saying as he walked, "We all fulfill our mission in our own way, my eternal marshal, now, go and fulfill yours."

He left, Sefer with a sword on his back walked into the pier, and the mysterious sword warriors on both sides of the gate also walked into the pier with him. Vito looked at their backs in silence.

Eisenstein looked at them, and after a moment turned his head to look at Vito beside him, "Where are we going now?"

"Terra."