Chapter 463 Rebirth From the Ashes: Prophecy and Truth
"Hello, my best friend."
"Alfaris."
Alpharius said as he kicked the corpse at his feet in front of Vito. After the bones were broken, the bishop, who was like soft clay, slid in front of Vito. He looked down at the bishop and then raised his head, "Meeting ceremony?"
"That's right. What's given to you is also given to father."
Alpharius said and turned around to look behind him. He stood on the ground, above the Terra pattern surrounded by stars, looking up at the towering statue of the Emperor in front of him. The statue had not yet been desecrated, and he stood there. , wearing a shining golden battle armor, the iron halo behind his head was made of pure gold, exuding the color of sunlight under the shining firelight above his head.
The statue of the emperor looked up to the sky with the holy sword in hand. He looked towards the stars in the sky, but now, there was only a cloud of fire, the flames of the explosion, and the wreckage of the battleship falling from the dark cloud sliding down in it.
The entire planet was shrouded in flames of war, with millions of shouts of killing ringing outside, deafening shelling, the sound of infantrymen riding armored vehicles' tracks, and the ever-constant sound of gunfire lingering outside the fortress.
The Lord of Hydra looked up at the Emperor's face. Many things flashed in his eyes, but nothing seemed to be there, but he did stand there. He was not hysterical like a common traitor, nor was he crazy to destroy it. Just standing there, looking up at the face on the golden armor.
Vito looked at his face from behind. It was a mysterious face. It was different from the majesty and immortality of other Primarchs. People would surrender to them just by looking at it. But his was different. The face looks nothing special, just like that of an ordinary Space Marine.
But it is precisely because of this that the mystery is hidden. It is a mysterious face, a secret face. It is precisely because of his ordinaryness that Alpharius has been elusive for the past ten thousand years. No one knows when and where he will appear. , and when will it disappear?
"You are wearing my father's armor. Please accept my flattery. You are well-dressed." "It also fits well, especially when you need to fight."
Vito was walking behind him holding the still burning sword in his hand. The fire sword in his hand was dripping with hot fire. The light of the fire illuminated the mosaic puzzle on the surface and illuminated the sacred temple in the center. Ra star chart and emperor statue.
And the golden armor is now walking behind Alpharius. The heavy footsteps are accompanied by the collision of the armor's joints. Among them is his voice, "Father? Do you still call him father?"
"He is our father, and this will not change. He is not a good person, not a kind person, but he is our father, and no one can change this."
Vito walked out from behind a stone pillar, which was shrouded in shadow. In this small deep private chapel, only the raised glass dome above was not shining into the surrounding ground. The flames of war shone on the central area. It is illuminated, while other places around it are shrouded in darkness.
The fire sword in Vito's hand lit up the dark corner, and his face looked toward the center amid the dancing flames. He stared at Alpharius, not sure whether what he said was true or just sarcastic.
"I guess you didn't come to challenge me, right?"
"Yes, I need to see you." Alpharius said and turned around. He looked at Vito in the shadows and looked at his face under the firelight. Vito also looked at him. The guy was still with him. It's the same as before, maybe, I'm not the only one who hasn't changed in these ten thousand years.
Alpharius was wearing the armor he remembered. That armor was not high-profile. As the armor of the original body, it was low-key. There were no gorgeous gems inlaid on its surface, nor were there any exaggerated carvings or decorations. There was only a shimmering snake scale, placed on its chest, and a silver hydra raised its head, dotted with the most gorgeous part of the armor.
Alpharius raised his head and looked at Vito, who had shadows dancing on his face under the firelight. He looked at the person in front of him, "How do I know it's you? Or is this just a stand-in for you?"
"I'm right here, you know it, and you know why I'm here." He said, and Vito snorted and stood behind the stone pillar. Only half of his body was exposed, and his other hand was invisible. There is something pressed somewhere.
"So, you kept me busy for several days, killed so many people, and came from hell, just to see me? You could have just called me directly, or written a letter."
"We need to meet alone. No one knows that I am here, and no one will know about today's conversation." "Then let me ask you another question, why don't I kill you now? Kill a traitor."
After Vito said that, he held the Phoenix Sword. The fire instantly burned a little more vigorously, and the thick murderous intention was also released from there, but Alpharius seemed to turn a blind eye. From his calmness, he did not show any signs of being an enemy. measures.
In fact, he did not carry any weapons. The fallen bishop was killed by him with his bare hands, but he could not kill Vito with his bare hands. He knew it, and he knew that Vito knew it, so it was a A sincerity, a sincerity that uses one's own life as the price.
"I will die one day, but I won't die by your hands, not today, and not here." Alfaris said calmly, he seemed to bet that Vito would be what he said, this was a It was an expensive gamble, because if he lost, he would be dead today.
But he made the right bet. Vito did not intend to kill him. He extinguished the sword in his hand and emerged from the shadow of the stone pillar, but still said forcefully, "Give me a reason not to kill you."
"I'll give it to you." Alpharius said and looked up at Vito. He walked out of the shadows, appeared under the flickering light of gunfire above his head, and walked to the same ring as Alpharius.
The two looked at each other from a distance, and the sound of explosions from the sky echoed in this huge church. It came from a fallen battleship. Its wreckage was on fire, falling from the sky, and from the height of the fortress. Sliding past, the firelight came in and flickered on their faces.
The King of Hydra stood in front of the emperor's statue, and the magnificent golden statue was right behind him. Standing there was like a father behind his son's shoulders, as if holding up a tall dome above his head, supporting him. The flames of war outside.
And he was indeed like his son, speaking in front of his father, "Before you go to save our brother, you need the help of another person, the key person, and the destined person."
Vito frowned, standing opposite Alpharius, looking directly into his eyes, "Where did you know?"
"A prophecy brings stories, enlightenment, and guidance. It leads me here and tells you the destiny, the person of destiny, the thing of destiny."
"Whose prophecy?" Vito continued to ask, but received no answer. Alpharius was silent for a long time after hearing the words, and finally just answered with another irrelevant answer.
"You are going to find a person, the person who owes something to the angel. He owes him a life. Remind him and ask him to pay it back. He will try to resist and resist you. It will not go well, but in the end, he will join you. On the road to destiny.”
"Who are your people?"
"Our brother, Son of Darkness, Konrad Curze."
After speaking, Alpharius turned his head and looked at Vito. There was no deception or concealment in his eyes. He stood there, looking at Vito in front of the emperor.
"In the prophecy, the Son of Darkness will rescue the angel from the abyss. This is his fate and his destiny. He owes the angel too much. These debts must be repaid and find him."
"You are talking as if I am a debt collector." "The debt of fate is always collected at the right time, and it will also choose the right spokesperson. This is not something you and I can decide." "What are you here for? What about the messenger? "The messenger of prophecy and destiny, yes."
As he spoke, Alpharius turned and walked to the side of the emperor's statue, to the shadowed corner. As he walked, he continued to speak, "He is on Terraria, a feudal world full of farmers and knights. And ridiculous legends." "It seems that Koz is having a sweet dream." "In our era, there are no sweet dreams. The sweeter the dream, the more bitter it is when you wake up."
"And you want me to wake him up? Tell him that it's time to pay off the debt? You know how Kurtz will react, right?" "Yes, so only you can do it. Among the many brothers, only You can talk to him and he will listen to you, at least until the end."
Alpharius turned around and planned to leave. He came in a hurry and left in a hurry, as if he was eager to do something. He couldn't delay for a moment, and he didn't intend to explain. Vito thought about the conversation just now.
"Why are you telling me these things? And, why do you think I will believe it? Believe in a traitor." Vito's words made Alpharius stop. He stood at the foot of the emperor's statue, looking up silently. At him, those eyes met Vito's.
"I don't expect you to believe me, nor should you believe anyone. In this day and age, there are more lies than truth, but I have conveyed what needs to be conveyed. It is up to you to believe it or not, but for the sake of humanity, I hope you will Listen." He replied and walked towards the shadow.
"Where are you going?" he continued to ask, and the latter still gave him an answer, "Go and do what you need to do. It has been ten thousand years and the work has not been finished yet, just like you."
After hearing this, Vito smiled and watched him leave in silence for a while. He didn't know whether he was persuaded or based on a stupid trust that should have disappeared long ago, but he finally chose to believe him. .
"I'm sorry about Omega."
He whispered, and Alpharius also stopped. He turned around and was silent for a long time. He only said one sentence. It was also very simple. It was the most common slogan in the empire, but from his When it came out of my mouth, it seemed extraordinarily different, even weird.
"He died a worthy death, for the Emperor."
After that, he left. He walked into the shadows. Alpharius's figure disappeared into the darkness, and the footsteps gradually faded away until they disappeared into the bottomless shadows. He left, just like He left just like that.
Vito walked to the edge of the shadow. They did not say goodbye forever, and they did not say goodbye, at least not counting the words just now. He stood in the shadow and repeated the words he just said, "For the Emperor."
He smiled silently, and he understood that many strange and incomprehensible things over the years seemed to have a reasonable answer at once, traitor or loyalty.
He raised his head and turned to the emperor statue standing on one side, looking at him with a smile, "You have a good son, human, and you have a good son."
"And you owe overtime pay to one more person."