Chapter 396 A real warrior dares to strike a combo against the big devil
Obviously, the ancient sage Rilano is a real warrior, and he will not be swayed so easily, even when facing Lami Zane With such a existence, the Ancient One persists in his determination to find the truth like a pillar in the river.
"Although it is true that no one here can tell me the truth about souls," Elder Rilanor replied, "but some information I obtained from the former Imperial Fists and Black Templars shows that the state religion and The existence of the God...Emperor is truly and reliably able to resist the influence of Chaos, and it is especially obvious when His Majesty the Emperor appears. Isn't this enough to explain the problem?"
"It can be said from someone like you? When the ancient warrior heard the words "God-Emperor Apparition", a certain Primarch and the Chaos he admired must have sighed! Well, indeed, from this point of view, a man who always calls himself the spokesperson of the human race will sigh. As long as the person who has been the leader, guide and master of the human empire for many years can fight against chaos, as long as his belief in him is strong, it is really logical to think that he is the protector of mankind - not to mention desperately squeezing the health and safety of the living. Isn't it suspicious that the spirit cares so much about the fate of those poor souls after death?"
"What do you mean?"
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Lamizane raised his eyebrows and did not answer the question directly, but first talked about a legend.
"Elder Rilanor, do you know a legend from Ancient Terra tens of thousands of years ago?"
"I am all ears, sir."
"In humans Before entering Luna's era, only the inhabitants of hell would care about fighting for the ownership of souls, because they could use souls as food and common currency there."
"..."
"Don't worry, I don't mean here that... the emperor and the residents of hell are in the same group."
"But you obviously also think that they 'may' be neighbors, right?" Wuwei The locked joint servo made a slight friction sound. It was obvious that the ancient sage was not as peaceful as his hard ceramite and adamantine surface seemed in the sarcophagus where he never rested.
“The human soul, one of the most mysterious things and cornerstones in this universe full of concepts, is obviously very useful to Chaos, and the obvious insurance is not to charge them and let them be stolen. Instead of risking the death of eternal peace, why not do this? You have to know that in the galaxy we live in, if the emperor can really die of eternal peace and annihilation, So even the aliens will come to him, why not do this? Is it impossible or... he wants to use them for other purposes? "Life is the currency of the emperor, use it wisely" at this moment? What does it sound like?”
“Let me ask you something before you continue, Your Highness.” There was a hint of unnoticeable tension in the ancient sage’s voice.
“Ask, sage.”
"Although our original legion has indeed become a dishonorable rebel and a despicable person who surrendered to self-destruction, in fact, the situation you and your heirs are in now after ten thousand years is not the so-called 'loyalist'. Right. Lord Angron’s identity seems a bit embarrassing.”
“…Oh.” Two consecutive critical hits, Rilano.
"It seems so." Rilano's voice was a little sad, "But you don't have to worry yet, although I am not like the kind of person who will be distracted by vague and ambiguous rhetoric and documents. "He paused again, "From what I observed, there should be some of your abilities, which we once called witchcraft, but now call it psychic influence. Since boarding the beautiful flagship, I have met many people. I can tell from conversations and observations that they were once loyal and resolute warriors of His Majesty, but now they are naturally sitting side by side in the mess hall with the accomplices they call the enemy. Eating! This is not something that can be easily explained by just listening to some explanations from the regent and sermons from the priest. So since I am here today, and I have unloaded my weapons and locked my joints, I think I can at least. I am prepared to face the truth. Maybe I am crazy, and my loyalty to His Majesty is also affected in some way, because I still want to find you and listen to your words first."
“Ah, well, I’m glad you can come to me first and listen to my side of the story.”
"Everything Istvan Mikami has experienced and the last miracle do make me want to believe part of what you said," Rilano replied, "but since we got here, except for you raising us like pigs, We actually did nothing. Since the Third Legion became traitors, I couldn't even contact any of the Loyal Space Marine Legions..."
"They are all Chapters now, Xian. ”
“...Well, Chapter. It is not even possible for me to personally find several members of the Chapter to verify the true proportion of everything I have been told and what I have learned. In addition, combined with the historical materials provided to me by the Astartes Holy Scriptures around that time, it is really... um..."
"I understand what you mean, but now that we are here. There is no need to discuss the one who is sleeping in the easternmost corner of the Milky Way for the time being."
"So you think the empire is hopeless?" Okay, three consecutive strikes, that's true. It's you.
"No, I don't think so. Although it is leaky and dilapidated, as long as someone can pick it up from scratch, I think this galaxy can still be saved."
"I'm glad to hear you say that. . But what is your confidence?" The elder's eyes seemed to have passed through his artificial amniotic fluid, sarcophagus and fearless thick armor plate, staring at the original body in front of him, "Although we survived, You and His Highness Angron saved us, but what did we really pay for it? What did we lose? Your Highness! Warriors like us must have a purpose to fight for! We are nothing! You have trapped us here, eating well and being very comfortable, but you have deprived us of any possibility of revenge and seeing with our own eyes that everything we have fought for in the past is not a dream!"< br>
When he finished saying this, it was obvious that the Director of the Royal Court was ready to be shot immediately. His mechanical servo made a jammed roar, but he forced himself not to take a step back and still stayed. In front of the desk of this Primarch, who was also famous for his cruelty to his offspring during the Great Crusade, he had no doubt that there were at least twenty things in this place that could instantly reduce him to atoms pointing at his body. Crucial.
“I see... I am afraid that the glory of the proud Astartes, who are the descendants of the Primarch, will fall into a zone where they cannot see the light and be dimmed. Although the ancient warriors were lucky enough to survive, this may be the case. Gradually disappear..."
Lamizan Carosini smiled again, "Then you have come to the right place, Elder Rilanor, although you are no longer the Emperor's Children, War Dogs, and Death. Guards or Luna Wolves, you will not become dim and dissipating shadows in the gap between light and shadow. You will have a new goal, and you will complete the mission I gave you."
"We do desire and hope for a new goal, Your Highness." Rilano's voice was firm, "But it cannot be harmful to Your Majesty."
"Then you can listen to me tell some interesting stories first, and then How about listening to the little goals I provided? I haven’t told anyone about these little secrets in my heart for a long, long time.”
I don’t know what I will hear next. The ancient sage of Demon Whisper just nodded.
(End of this chapter)