Chapter 582 God's Prophecy

"Cole, I need you to sign this." Anna handed the electronic tablet to Cole.

"How many times have I told you to call me Admiral or Captain on the bridge and in other public places." Cole said, taking the data board and reading it, while Anna flicked his shoulder strap with her finger.

"You want everyone to call you that now that you are an admiral? Sure, it's the same rank as your father."

Anna said that Cole's father, Governor of Markarian Star, Guderian, was also an admiral, and he was nearly sixty years old, and he was already considered the youngest admiral in the navy.

But now this record has been broken, and it was his son. There are two youngest admirals in the same family, which is also a great honor.

I don't know if Cole is the youngest admiral in the entire empire. He is not yet thirty years old this year. Perhaps the only one who can be compared with him is the Lord of the Sun.

Macharius was 29 years old at the time, about the same age as Cole. There has always been a rumor that Cole's family is a descendant of Macharius. Although there is no evidence to prove this, it seems that this statement will become more well-founded now.

"This is the rule of the Navy. You are already a major general. Be serious." Cole glanced at Anna's shoulder straps. A gold star was shining on it, but Anna shrugged her shoulders, not serious at all.

"Okay, sign this broken extermination order." Anna said.

"Where is the Supreme Marshal?" Cole asked.

"Vito? He and Yarik are sympathetic to each other. You know, older people are like this." Anna spread her hands, "So, now the only person in the entire fleet who is qualified to sign is you."

To launch an extermination order, the fleet's highest commander must sign. Specifically, that person must be a general, marshal, inquisitor or Astartes commander of the empire to be qualified to issue an extermination order.

Of course, there are also consequences for the subsequent investigation, but this is an extermination order issued by Vito, and it is estimated that no one dares to investigate the rationality of the Supreme Marshal's bombing of a planet.

Although it was Cole who signed the letter in the end, everyone in the empire knew the close relationship between Cole and Vito, so the effect was the same.

Cole picked up the pen and signed. A meteor shower flew over his head, and the brilliant light illuminated the entire bridge. Cole raised his head and handed the tablet to Anna.

She also looked at the meteor shower.

"By the way, the Supreme Marshal ordered the fleet to weigh anchor and set sail to the capital of the Meteor Shower Galaxy, and ordered the fleet to prepare to set off."

"Not yet, we are waiting for the coordinates of the Meteor Shower Galaxy to reply."

"Reply?" Cole asked back, and Anna shrugged.

"Yes, the Meteor Shower Galaxy and the surrounding galaxies are all orbiting around a superstar, and their positions are constantly changing. Without the current coordinates, there is no way to jump over there."

"What about the coordinates? Is it not in our star map computer?"

"Unfortunately, there is no coordinates. We have to wait for the galaxy to send us the current coordinates before we can jump over there. All ships going to the Meteor Shower Galaxy must do this, otherwise they will not be able to find the galaxy, let alone fly into it."

"Real and reliable security guarantee."

Anna took the data version, looked at the signature, patted Cole on the shoulder and walked away, "Wait, if the Emperor is willing, the coordinates should be transmitted soon."

"Admiral." Anna said, tiptoed and kissed Cole on the face, then walked away.

Cole looked at the meteor shower above his head, it flew into the distance.

"That meteor shower is so beautiful." Vito sighed, "The Milky Way is like this, people never get tired of looking at it, what do you think?"

"As you said, Marshal."

Commissar Yarik was also here, he sat behind a table, on which were many foods, bread, freshly baked pastries, and large pieces of steak, all of which were eaten a lot.

After Yarik and Vito left the infirmary, Yarik and Vito came here and enjoyed dinner in the Marshal's office without being disturbed.

"Are you satisfied?" Vito asked.

"It's hard not to be satisfied, Supreme Marshal."

"There are only two of us here, so don't be so official."

Vito and Yarik have known each other for a long time, in fact, longer than most people think.

Yarik is one of the few people who can be called a true friend of Vito, the kind that can be ranked in the top seven, and they have known each other for many years.

Many years ago, when I met Yarik, he was already old and killed the greenskin warrior on Armageddon at the cost of one arm.

And he had a series of legendary experiences afterwards.

But Vito was different. He had known Yarik long before that. At that time, Yarik was still young, not even a political commissar, but just a trainee officer who had just graduated from the military academy.

They fought side by side against the invasion of orcs on Korro. It was a tragic battle. Countless good men of the empire died there for the empire. In that bloody battle, Yarik and Vito became friends.

It has been more than four hundred years since that bloody battle, and their friendship has also gone through four hundred years together. Even for a long-lived existence like Astartes, four hundred years is not short.

Yarik was still a young man at that time, but now he is white-haired and four hundred years old.

"You are still so young, Vito, I knew who you were at that time."

"Your observation is as sharp as ever, Yarik."

Vito sat at the table, "You are still very tenacious. Not many people survive the orc moon."

"I am not tenacious enough. I betrayed the trust the Emperor gave me, and the Empire, yours." Yarick said dejectedly, "I was defeated and captured by the orcs. The Emperor apologized for my cowardice."

"The word cowardice suits many people, but it does not suit you, old friend. What suits you is steely tenacity, just like your legion."

"Iron Legion."

Vito said encouragingly, which made Jarek smile.

"Your words encourage me, old friend, but I still hope to avenge my shame and kill the Bonecrusher with my own hands, for the sake of the Emperor! And for the sake of those dead comrades." Yarick said firmly.

"Anyone else?"

Vito asked suddenly, which made Yarick a little confused. He looked at Vito in confusion.

"I don't understand you."

"In addition to the Emperor, do you have any other gods in your heart?" Vito asked.

Yarick frowned and said displeasedly, "Are you suspecting that I am a heretic?"

"No, but answer me, have you heard any other voices besides the emperor's?" Vito approached Yarick and asked seriously, not as if he was joking, which made Yarick wary.

"Answer me, old friend, have you heard any other sounds?"

"I don't know." Yarrick replied, "I have heard many voices, in dreams, when praying, it tells me things in the war, the intuition of fighting, I believe that it is the guidance of the Emperor."

"Then let it guide you for once." Vito pushed and stood up. He walked to the fireplace and lit the fire. After the firewood was thrown in, the flames grew brighter.

Vito took out two potions from his arms. He sprinkled the orc blood in one of them onto the fire. The flames turned green, but then quickly changed back. he

Signing to Yarick, the latter came over.

"Look at that fire and tell me what you see?"

Jarek looked at the fire, "No, there's nothing there, just flames."

"Look carefully." Vito pressed his shoulders. "Think about you fighting and holding a sword. What's in the fire?"

Yarick fell silent. He bent down in front of the fireplace and looked at the dancing flames. The firewood collapsed in it, and the cracking sound echoed in the ears of the two of them.

"I heard it."

"A voice, a deep voice, he was roaring, a figure, a huge figure."

"What did he say?" Vito asked on the side. Yarick moved closer to the flame, his eyes gradually becoming blurred. "The Bonecrusher knew that the moon was destroyed. Another voice told him, and he was very angry."

"Who? Bonecrusher?"

"No, the person behind him is a huge shadow, a cruel and cunning shadow."

Yarek's eyes were filled with fire and he squinted, "He wants revenge, tooth for tooth, planet for planet."

"Did you see that planet?"

"Meteor shower, there is a meteor shower flying over there, big meteors." Yarick answered solemnly, his voice seemed to have changed into another person's.

A low voice, like the roar of a herd.

"He, didn't know the direction of the meteor, couldn't find it, they were looking for a war, a fire, the planet exploded, it was burning."

"He doesn't know the location of the planet yet." Vito asked, and Jarek nodded.

“Give him those things and he will come to you.”

"That's enough," Vito said, taking the glass of water and putting out the fire.

The moment the flame went out, Yarick came back to his senses. He raised his head and looked at Vito in confusion, "Just now, what was that?"

"Is it the Emperor?"

"No, but he and the Emperor have one thing in common," Vito replied.

"What?"

"They are all gods of the same race."

“Looks like we’re in good hands.”

Vito said, pulling Jarek up and patting him on the shoulder, "Good job."

"what did I do?"

"It helped a lot, now I know what to do."

Vito said and looked out the window. The meteor shower flew into the distance. The fleet began to turn and turned in the direction of the meteor shower. Above the astrolabe, two huge shadows stood up from the green light at the horizon of the universe.

They shook their fists at each other, and the expedition fleet turned into one of them. On the other fist, the beast sitting on the armored throne in the huge moon opened its eyes.

The two giant beasts roared in the starry sky, and their fists struck together.

The meteor shower flew over a burning planet from the sky, and a ship escaped from it. It flew out of the burning orbit, and behind it, two orc warships chased after it on the burning orbit.