Chapter 56 The End of the Era: Great Men

Purple and blue stardust sprinkled into the ship from the corridor outside the Mars-class battlecruiser, and the silver starlight glimmered on the gray-white ground of the corridor, and countless dreamy colors enveloped the silent side corridor of the battleship.

The galaxy is beautiful. No one or anything in the world can create such beautiful things. Even the powerful people in the subspace, Lilith and her sister spent so much effort and created so many beautiful things in their fields, but they could not compare to the galaxy itself.

The brilliant galaxy background rose outside the battleship, and the starlight slid through the gaps and edges of the hull, just like a long ship sailing in the sea of ​​stars.

The huge building complex at the bottom of the battleship crossed the star dust cloud, and the starlight rippled magnificently. The long propeller tail flame pulled out a long light band, and the firelight mixed with all the starlight and merged into one as its margin expanded.

Cole once joined the Imperial Navy because of his love for these beautiful scenery. He joined the Naval Academy founded by Sun Lord Markarian himself in his hometown of Markarian. He rushed to the sea of ​​stars and sailed in this magnificent scenery.

Many people entered the universe for this reason. The pursuit of infinite unknowns and spectacular scenery runs through the entire civilization of mankind. From the launch of the first wooden ship of mankind to the huge starships that cross the Milky Way today, mankind's exploration of the unknown has never changed from beginning to end.

Vito walked in the corridor, looking at the magnificent starry sky on the side, and various colors converged to form the beauty that cannot be described in words.

Walking on the ground with silver studded boots, the blue-purple light illuminated the boots like a dream, and his footsteps became distant and ethereal in the starlight, as if this was still a dream.

But Vito knew it wasn't, because he had just passed by the Astartes' barracks and heard Ragnar's snoring, as well as the vulgar dream talk in Fenris dialect, and even heard Bell's elegant curse in Macragge Gothic after being woken up, so yes, he was not dreaming.

Vito put his fingers on his belt and his eyes reflected the starry sky. Even though he had lived for so long, he still liked to see it all. Every day the nebula was different, and even every time he watched it was different.

The stars that gathered from tens of millions of light years away intertwined together, and the beautiful and dazzling starry sky scroll was displayed in front of him. The black eyes flashed with endless light, and the face was also flawlessly illuminated by the starlight.

He still remembered the first time he looked up at the stars. Mount Sinai was a good place to watch the stars. Amid the jingling of camel bells and the hymns of the believers in the cathedral, Vito looked up at the stars and was moved by the light that filled the sky. From then on, he wanted to enter that sea of ​​stars, and finally he did it.

Vito stopped. He stood in front of the glass, with his bolter and chainsaw sword bathed in the starlight. He closed his eyes and recalled the ancient memory. The sea breeze of the Aegean Sea and the sound of the stream on the Tiber River came into his ears, the waves of the Red Sea rose and fell, and the forests of Gaul rustled.

He felt the sun bathing his face, the birds flying around and singing, and the animals passing through the woods made a sound, naturally surrounding him, in that ancient memory.

Vito opened his eyes, and the huge star cluster in his eyes flickered on the other side of the darkness, and the fierce light of the Eye of Fear seemed so far away that it didn't exist.

But Vito knew that the crack was there, staring at all this beauty on the other side of the endless starlight.

Vito sighed and continued to walk along the corridor, the chainsaw sword swinging back and forth on his waist. Even when Vito was walking on the ship in the middle of the night, he was fully armed. Even though his right arm had been replaced with a new prosthesis by Omega, he still carried all the weapons and equipment with him.

I think this was largely unconscious. He didn't believe it all. He always lived in doubt and memory, living in the memory of the ancient past.

He came to the mural area at the end of the corridor. The walls here depicted magnificent pictures. The emperor and his loyal descendants stood majestically on one side of the wall. Countless patterns and hymns of praise decorated everything.

But Vito still smiled helplessly. He looked at those faces. Obviously, the stone carver had done everything he could to carve them majestic, resolute and holy, to a ridiculous extent.

To be honest, when Vito saw Leman Russ's face, he even laughed. The laughter echoed in the long corridor for a long time before it dissipated. He stroked the mural of the Wolf King. He was so tall that Vito could only touch his belt.

"Leman Russ." Vito said softly, he walked past the sculptures and stroked their surfaces.

"Koraz Kolk, Saint Gilles, Ferrus Malus." He said as he walked in front of the colossi. Each giant was bathed in the starlight like a holy god, but Vito knew they were not gods.

A smile gradually appeared on his face, and his fingers flickered across the surface of the statues in the starlight.

"Lion Orr'Jonson, Jaghatai Khan, Rogal Dorn." Boots moved between the stars, and the footsteps spread and transmitted along with the sound, but Vito's eyes never left their faces from beginning to end.

"Vulkan Vulkan, Roboute Guilliman." Vitor said as he saw the last person, the most majestic, tall and magnificent giant, surrounded by the crowd.

The sun halo was burning and shining behind his head. The stone carver had specially used a whole piece of smooth gold to create the halo. Under the starlight, the halo kept shining, as if it was really burning.

Vito stood in front of him and looked at the giant, whose eyes were staring at the endless sea of ​​stars.

Vito smiled and walked past him. He continued to walk towards the end of the corridor. Even though there were no giants on the murals, he still stroked the wall. He still recited names, names that people considered to be curses.

"Conrad Curze, Perturabo, Angron." With the footsteps, names were called out one by one in his mouth, "Fulgrim, Mortarion, Magnus, Lorgar."

"Alpharius, Omega."

"Horus Lupercal" When Vito recited the last name, he stopped, as if his heart was stabbed. He stopped and sighed for a long time.

But he said nothing and just walked forward. He passed under a big door. It was a dark brown solid wood door at the end of the corridor. The thick door body leaned against both sides like a city gate, as if it had been opened for it long ago.

Vito walked in, and the light here gradually dimmed. Vito walked across the magnificent church floor, and a colorful glimmer was projected on the colorful glass windows, but it was still generally dark here. The magnificent statue of the emperor, like a building, stood on the shrine and overlooked the hall.

He pointed the holy sword to the sky. The designer of this church specially opened a long glass top window on the dome of the church. The emperor's holy sword can better point to the endless sea of ​​stars. His ambition silently announced the great rise of human civilization.

Vito found a bench and sat down. He sat on the bench weakly and sighed. He lowered his head and was silent for a long time before raising his head.

He looked up at the Emperor's statue and smiled bitterly, "I didn't expect that I would get used to calling you "Emperor"."

"Is there any hope for our people? After so long, can the flame of hope really burn?" Vito asked softly, his eyes staring at the silent Emperor's statue. The magnificent statue, decorated with countless exquisite decorations, was majestic and unattainable, just like a god.

"For thousands of years, mankind has been walking in the darkness for thousands of years. How much rationality and hope are left?" Vito sighed and rubbed his head, "That charlatan came to me and said that Abaddon was coming back and he was going to finish Horus' unfinished business."

"I still remember that time, the days when everyone drank happily together and talked without reservation. I even remember that Ryan laughed at that time. Really, he really laughed."

Vito lowered his head and looked at the marble floor. The dim floor was dark and lightless. The silent atmosphere lasted for a while, and many things flashed in Vito's eyes.

"I don't know if I should interfere with the fate of mankind. I don't know if I am still willing to take responsibility for all this. Will the light of truth really still shine?"

As he spoke, a ray of light appeared on the ground. It was a flame. The flickering flame illuminated the ground and the surrounding space in front of Vito. The Inquisitor raised his head and looked at the person who walked by him. It was a person wearing a white robe.

"Father Hus?" Vito asked in surprise. The priest walked to the Emperor's statue and lit a candle under the shrine in silence. The flame illuminated his side face and a small part of the Emperor's statue.

"Happy Ascension Day, Inquisitor Vito."