Chapter 83 The End of the Era: Visiting the Prison

Iyangna walked through the arc-shaped archway and entered the long corridor. This corridor was still full of the style of the Iyangden Eldar, with golden phoenix patterns and exquisite wooden furniture. This ancient architectural structure was full of exotic style.

The silver moonlight shone into the corridor from the gaps between the phoenix feather patterns. The moonlight was projected on the table and the wall like silver sand. Iyangna walked forward in a fiery red feather dress. To be honest, Iyangden was one of the most distinctive among the many Arks. For example, many of them had red hair.

But among them, Iyangna was also the most unique. Her hair color was truly fiery red, as gorgeous as a phoenix in Nirvana. With her long dress, it was like a real phoenix walking forward.

Iyangna walked to the disc door at the end of the corridor. There stood two Eldar warriors holding long-handled swords. The feather decorations on their heads hung down from behind their heads. The flashing energy blades were as hot as the sun, projecting a striking light in the dark space.

The two Phoenix Guards watched Iyanna approach. They nodded to the prophet and raised their long-handled blades to the sides. They knocked the end of the long handle on the ground, and the pattern at the end of the long handle instantly lit up. The shining fire projected on the ground also caused a series of chain reactions.

From the ground to the doorpost, the patterns on the door surface lit up one by one, and the fiery red light instantly lit up the end of the entire dark corridor.

The circular door slid open to the sides, and Iyanna walked in. She came to the inner hall and looked at Vito, who was lying leisurely on the sofa.

The latter was eating a fruit produced by the Eldar, a purple fruit called Moon Juice Country. Vito didn't know how this ghost thing was grown, but it was really delicious. The sweet juice was refreshing, and Vito just liked sweets.

The door behind Iyanna closed, and the latter walked to the sofa and looked at Vito. The latter jokingly watched Iyanna pick up another fruit from the fruit plate and handed it to Iyanna.

The latter shook his head slightly and refused. Vito shrugged and ate two or three bites by himself. He lay on the sofa and looked like a lazy seal. "Is it time to visit the prison?" "I don't think this is a prison, Vito Constantine." Iyanna said. Indeed, this place is very different from traditional prisons. I mean, ordinary prisons don't have comfortable recliners and sofas, round soft beds, etc., right?

Vito was in a gorgeous guest room at the moment, which was obviously prepared for guests. Every piece of furniture was full of the craftsmanship style of the Eldar, exquisite and comfortable. It can be seen that even after the Great Fall for so long, they have not fallen behind in the inheritance of their own craftsmanship.

"Dear Iyanna, you don't have to call me by my full name when we are together in private, right? To be honest, I feel embarrassed every time someone calls me by my full name."

Vito sat up and rubbed the back of his head, while Iyanna looked at him and still looked very serious, "This is not your real name, Vito, whether it is a surname or a first name."

"Maybe, Iyanna, you know I have lived too long, so my name has changed too many times. To be honest, I have forgotten my original name, just like that old bastard."

Vito pointed to the sofa chair beside him. It was obvious that he still regarded this place as his own home, and naturally, it was like a recruit. Treat guests like a host, "Aren't you tired standing all day?"

Iyangna sighed, lifted her skirt and sat on the chair. Vito did not hide that he was looking at the inside of Iyangna's thighs. The latter rolled his eyes to cover it, "Can you be serious?" "No, you know."

Vito smiled and leaned on the sofa. He weighed the fruit in his hand, "By the way, dear, how old are you now? I still remember when you were a little girl, oh, you were so scared back then."

Iyangna's mind inexplicably recalled the first time she met Vito, and it was not a good memory.

The prophetess cleared her throat and signaled Vito to turn his mind back. The latter was as casual as ever. He rested his head on the backrest and looked at the moonlight outside the window. "Ask, I know you are here to interrogate me."

"Vito, I'm not here to interrogate you." "I know, but ask."

Iyangna sighed and lifted the fiery red hair beside her ear, "What exactly is that old charlatan Aidalad going to do? Did he really not tell you?"

Vito knew that he didn't need to worry about monitoring. First of all, this was a guest room, and it was unlikely to install a bug. Besides, the Eldar would not bother to use such a despicable "human behavior" as using a bug.

To be honest, this group of long-eared idiots always waste a lot of opportunities and many more reliable methods because of their arrogance. They persistently pursued decency and civilization, and the final result did not look very good, but it seemed like a good thing at the moment anyway.

"No, that charlatan came over and told me a lot about fate and so on. In the final analysis, he wanted me to go back to the chessboard and win this game."

Vito took another bite of the fruit, and the sweet juice spurted out. He chewed it with endless aftertaste, and began to wonder if Lily and her sister felt the same way when eating the souls of the elves. Then he might understand them.

At least in terms of eating.

"What does he want you to do?" "Honey, aren't you also a prophet? Guess the riddle?" "You know I hate guessing riddles, Vito, so just tell me directly."

Vito looked at this interesting Eldar girl and smiled. He sat up and pointed out something famous with his fingers, "That old magician came out of my dream, chatted a lot with me, and also commented on my private life. some type of."

"You mean Lilith?" Yiyana's expression suddenly turned ugly, "Then I might repeat what he said." "So just shut up, okay?"

Vito continued, "Anyway, that old fool told me that Abaddon's brat is back and ready to finish what Horus didn't finish. Although Eldarad has always been talking about it, what kind of prophecies are there? It all sounds like the end of the world, but this time it’s a little different.”

"What's the difference?" Yiyanna asked. Vito smiled and looked at her beautiful eyes, with pupils like the sun, "He only told half of the riddle."

Yiyanna frowned and lowered her head slightly. She was silent for a moment and leaned on the sofa. She wordlessly entwined her fiery red hair with her fingers, "Are you ready to interfere in mortal affairs?"

Vito crossed his arms and sighed. Yiyanna looked at Vito and a lot of things flashed in his eyes, "You know, if you go to Terra to remove the High Lords Council, and then you take charge of the power, you can truly have Changed, Vito.”

"Humanity does not need a god to be its master." "Vito, isn't this what the current empire is like?"

Vito was silent for a long while, and Iyanna sighed.

"Vito, you know what Eldarad means. Whether you are willing to accept the fact or not, mankind has been ruled by "gods" for ten thousand years, and the worst thing is that he can't really lead the empire now, and those pests By performing those disgusting actions in his name, he wants you back in the game not as a pawn, but as a player."

Iyana reached out and held the back of Vito's hand. The scent of the fiery red hair made him a little dizzy. Iyana looked at Vito with her eyes, "Human beings need someone who can lead them, someone who can truly lead them. The being that walks among them, be it a god or a man."

He didn't reply, didn't say a word, but sighed in silence and smiled bitterly, "What about you? What else has Eldarad done that I don't know about?"

Yiyanna knew that Vito was changing the subject, but she didn't want to go into details. She sat back in her seat.

"That idiot stole nearly all of the Ark's Crystal Seer remains, and there are rumors that he's working with the Harlequin Troupe."

To be honest, Vito doesn't find it strange. If there is anyone in this world who can steal things quietly without being discovered by the extremely sensitive Eldar, it is definitely the lunatics of the Harlequin Troupe.

Speaking of the sensitivity of the Eldar, Vito didn't know what it meant that the Eldar's senses were three times more sensitive than humans at first, until he studied it in "practice".

He looked at Yiyanna with a weird smile, who rolled her eyes and covered her exposed calf, "You really don't know why he stole the Crystal Prophet? You know this is serious. "

"Yes, I know, it's as exciting as someone going to the palace and stealing one of the old bastard's ribs from under the nose of the Imperial Guard."

Hoo ho ho, Vito already had a picture, and the furious expressions of those golden corns had already appeared in his mind, especially Trajan.

"So?" Yiyanna looked at Vito speechlessly. He knew that the latter was looking at his chest, and Vito obviously didn't intend to demonstrate. He even nodded slightly with satisfaction, "I really don't know, you know That old magician won't tell me the whole story, he will only tell me what I need to do. He told me a lot of things to find and do before mysteriously disappearing. "

Seriously, Eldarad is exactly the same as that old bastard, equally annoying.

"Looking for something? What thing?" Iyanna asked in confusion, and Vito smiled and shook his finger, "My dear, if I tell you, I will definitely tell your teacher, and then he will know how to stop me. "

"No, I" "No, Iyanna, I know you."

Iyana looked at Vito in front of her and sighed. He was right. Although Iyana didn't want to admit it, Vito was indeed one of the few people who really understood her. The other one was Iris, but he was probably somewhere in the galaxy. She always leads a pirate fleet to rob anyone, so the only person who really understands her here is the man in front of her.

Yiyanna said and took out the disc from her arms. Vito looked at the disc without saying anything. He leaned on the sofa with his arms folded, "Are you going to stop me?"

"I don't know yet." Iyanna said. She seemed to be struggling. After all, this matter was serious, and Vito also knew that if Eldarad messed up, it would cost the future of the entire Eldar race.

Although Vito didn't know what that old fool was doing, just like he never knew what that shiny old skeleton wanted to do, that's what Vito was like. He felt stupid many times. Really, he had been so stupid for so many years. It’s all like that.

Even if he doubts them and questions them, he will still support and help them in the end. Why? It's simple, because they are friends, that's all.

"Anyway, Eldarad is not joking this time, if what he says is true I have to do what I have to do, Iyanna, we all do."

He also knows that Yiyana also understands him, so there is no need to explain and understand each other, they already know it.

Iyangna stood up and moved the disc with her fingers. She turned and walked towards the door of the room, "What are you going to do?"

"I want to run away, but I can't." Vito shook the bracelet on his hand. Of course, that ghost thing is not a decoration. It is a restraint that can suppress Vito's psychic power and lock the prosthetic equipment on his body. It is probably an upgraded version of shackles.

"Yes, yes, I can't run away." Iyangna said with a smile at the door. She turned her head and looked at Vito on the sofa. The latter also looked at her, "What are you going to do? Convince the Great Prophet? You know he won't compromise on such things."

"I know, but I have to try."

"We all have a lot of things to decide, and you too, Vito." Iyangna walked out, she left the room and took Helen with her. She was still struggling. Vito could see that this girl has always been like this.

But Vito didn't have a trace of anxiety. He stretched and tapped his arm with his fingers, and a faint purple halo lit up under his sleeves.

"Hello, hello? Are you there?" Vito said in his heart, and what responded to him was a pleasant laugh.