Chapter 773 Return
On the other side of the team, the young think tank who was following Jorgeselius quickly was named Lucius Anteros. His original appearance was like an archangel. The model of the Chapter - It's a pity that the hideous scar that occupies half of his side face was a scar left by his first recruit trial and has never been removed according to his personal wishes.
He hopes to remember the lesson of that failure forever.
The young think tank walked on the outside of the team, the long golden ponytail above his head swaying in the candlelight. Anteros and Jorgeselius, together, always stared at Mephisto who was striding forward.
The Blood Angel battle brother walking at the end of the queue of statue-like warriors is named Albinu. This warrior's armor is decorated with glittering badges and medals. Several precious Chapter relics distinguish him from his other battle-brothers, underscoring his status as a High Priest of the Blood.
There is a pile of sacrificial inscriptions on the Holy Grail hanging on his waist, and an arm-type first aid device is installed on his left hand armor-this group of vicious-looking chain saws and drills helped Albinus save the lives of many brothers who were in crisis. The genetic seeds of countless fallen soldiers were obtained.
The blood slaves standing around looked at Albinus with reverence in their eyes, even on par with Dante.
According to rumors, sooner or later Albinu will be promoted to the Supreme Holy Blood Priest, replacing the legendary warrior Cobro who has served for five hundred years, and become the holder of the Scarlet Holy Grail.
The team stopped at the highest point of the mountain and exchanged greetings with the standing honor guard officers.
It wasn't until the scratching sound of armor woke Mephisto out of his meditation that he realized that his soul had already traveled beyond the sky.
He followed Dante through the vault. There was originally an abandoned church on the peak. Now, thirty cold bodies are displayed in the center of the church dome: they have all been stripped of their armor, and they are much stronger than ordinary people's exaggerated muscles. Wrapped in layers of red and gold brocade.
Albino took the lead and confirmed that everyone's gene seeds have been removed - they will be kept properly and will continue to contribute to the battle group.
This is part of the etiquette, and the removal operation was completed shortly after the soldiers died.
Albino then removed the silk wrapping the body, and the bitter chemical smell filled the small church.
After symbolically checking the cold body and whispering a few eulogies, Albino wrapped the brocade back, stepped back, and nodded to Dante.
As Dante stepped forward, the beautiful music played by the four cloth speakers spread far into the wilderness.
The blood slaves knelt down and clasped their hands together, and began to pray devoutly.
Dante took the book held by the blood slave, and his finger movements on the flying pages stopped abruptly at the most appropriate chapter.
He cleared his throat, swallowed the words he was about to say, and looked back at Mephisto.
"Recorder."
The reverberations distorted Dante's timbre.
"Are you willing to personally send them on their last journey?"
Mephisto stared intently at the corpses wrapped in layers, unable to recover from his thoughts.
Awakened by Dante's words, he looked up suddenly.
"Chapter Leader?"
Dante handed over the scroll in his hand.
"This will be the last part of the farewell journey. It is your turn to highlight their past lives."
Mephisto looked at the Chapter Master's expression carefully. , trying to find out the clues of the duplicity - although he also understands that 'duplicity' has never been part of Dante's way of life.
Aware of what happened to him, he still wanted to read the eulogy himself?
It’s incredible.
Mephisto hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded and took the scroll handed out by the Chapter Leader.
"We feel futile and sad..." His reciting voice was quiet and peaceful. As soon as the think tank's words came out, the blood slaves surrounding him fell silent - no one expected this in the last step. towards.
In the end, it was not the great Chapter Master, nor the noble Holy Blood Priest—it was Mephisto who brought the sacrificial warrior's journey to an end.
Through the bright light in the hands of the blood slave, clearly legible words were stuck in Mephisto's choked throat.
He is also doubting whether he can properly shoulder the burden of his choice?
Dante thinks he is safe, but Mephisto is the only one who knows it is not that simple.
Only he understands the price he paid in order to finally return to the living world.
Is he strong enough?
Can he really become the Chapter's shadow under the rising sun?
Can he really become a shadow in their souls?
Can he hold on to himself?
On the other side, Dante was also studying his actions.
With a sigh, Mephisto gently closed the book and handed it back.
Dante's eyes were filled with worry, but Mephisto put his palm on the shoulder of a fallen warrior before he could speak, and chanted softly:
"We feel the futility and sorrow for the unfortunate dead. The blood shed sharpens the angel's blade. Martyrs never die in vain."
In the next ten minutes, Mephisto chanted with memory To sing requiems in memory of the dead—he had no need of the leather-bound hymnbook.
There are few books in the Think Tank Sanctuary that he has not read through, and his memory is always accurate.
Although Dante's eyes met, Mephisto could still feel the eyes of everyone around him - they were watching his mind, waiting for him to waver.
But they are destined to be disappointed. Every time a eulogy is read, Mephisto's voice becomes firmer.
During this process, Albino occasionally cast a worried glance at Dante, and the scene of the conversation between the two a day ago came to his mind again.
"Chapter Commander, what do you think? Even if he looks peaceful on the surface now, it does not mean that he is still complete on the inside. We all know that people who have experienced the Black Rage can no longer be complete, so we You can't condone him, right?"
In Dante's private room, Albinus faced the Chapter Leader and shook his head gently - his attitude was very negative.
Albinu had a firmer attitude towards Mephisto. Perhaps because he had seen too many brothers fall into black rage and could not extricate themselves, he insisted on Mephisto being imprisoned and then sent to Baal. Tower of Death - there is another final destination for the lost.
Dante raised his eyebrows when faced with the attitude of the Holy Blood Priest.
"I will not 'condone' anyone in the battle group, Brother Albinus, but I also have no habit of judging battle brothers without verification."
After that, the most prestigious man in the empire The Chapter Master's gaze towards Albino became as sharp as a razor blade.
“Brothers, we each have our own destiny, and each of us has our own burden.”
In the end, Albinus succumbed to Dante’s tough attitude.
But that doesn’t mean he agrees with Mephisto.
".The Emperor's Will Candle, the hole will destroy the monsters."
Mephisto's voice became louder and more confident, as if he wanted to prove something.
Under the gaze of everyone, the last eulogy he recited was like a thunder, roaring along the farewell queue with the momentum of a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, shocking every heart that had ever had a crush on him. Be skeptical.
".They live up to the blood of Sanguinius!"
(End of this chapter)