Trajan first looked at the spearhead in front of him, and then looked at Soshyan's face, but he did not show the loss of failure, or anger, but instead had a strange look of understanding.
"It seems that the rumors are true, Chapter Commander Alexei."
"Lucky, lucky, I believe that Marshal Trajan must have your reservations."
Soshyan put away the spear, turned around, walked to the weapon rack and put it back where it belonged.
“Nothing is left to chance in battle.”
Trajan still held the spear and looked at Soshyan very seriously.
“Leader Alexei, according to the instructions of the tarot cards and the interpretation of the dream reader, we must transfer something to you. I will arrange for someone to transfer it to your flagship later. , but I hope you won’t tell anyone else about this. It is extremely rare for the emperor to directly convey an order, probably no more than ten times in ten thousand years.”
“What is that?”
"I don't know either. It's the highest-level cargo that no one has permission to see. It's always been stored in the most secluded place. So when they deliver it, you'd better not open it easily and make sure it's safe and safe." No one will try again. There may be anything inside, even extremely dangerous things. There is a small observation window outside the container. You can take a look at the situation inside first."
Soshiyang frowned. Eyebrow, he thought it was the Ada Myth Investigation Note in Mortal's hand at first, but now it sounds like it's not. However, there is no way to explain this clearly, so he can only nod and say:
"I will treat it with caution."
At this time, he suddenly thought of something and asked cautiously:
"Marshal Trajan, can I go to see the emperor?"
As a result, the other party shook his head.
“No order, sorry.”
"Understandable, but I'm curious. If the Imperial Guard has always been able to communicate with the Emperor, then why didn't you take the initiative to guide the Empire in these ten thousand years?"
"I never said that we could communicate with the Emperor. He didn’t even leave a handwritten record of the emperor’s communication. Everything we know about Him comes from the memories of some recorders or the beautiful scenes given by piety.”
“Then Tarot Cards”.
“This is just an extremely vague divination method, but the meaning behind it is difficult to discern the truth. I think you should know what tarot card divination looks like, and it will naturally not be difficult to understand how to interpret it. Difficulty, just the way to interpret Tarot cards and the classics to refer to, has been debated within the Forbidden Army for ten thousand years. Those scholars who serve in the Tower of Overlord have devoted their lives to interpreting the contents of these fragments of information. They may have spent their whole lives just to lift a corner of the veil of destiny. Even now, that is the only way for us to gain enlightenment. Since the establishment of the Tower of Overlord, we have been watching the realm of all mankind from this tower. We can only speculate that this is his intention, which is a study of the emperor's will."
"So the Imperial Army relies on mortals' divination to determine their actions?"
Trajan narrowed his eyes.
“It seems that you are really curious about us. In fact, this statement is not completely correct. The Valyrian you met before is a scholar. One of his tasks is to extract information from dreams and objects. In the study of mysterious and obscure prophecies, the Emperor's will is revealed, although it is difficult, like a blind man guessing the pattern marked on the invisible page."
"But. The hint this time seems to be clear?”
“This is why I insist on seeing you.”
Trajan suddenly stopped as he spoke, seeming to be considering his next words. , a few seconds later, he said meaningfully: "Whether you are physically or mentally, you are indeed very different from the Astartes. If this is His arrangement, then I look forward to the day when you come to Terra again."
Soshiyang smiled bitterly and replied:
"I'm afraid I won't have this chance."
"Who can say for sure what will happen in the future? Maybe you will come next time , you will get permission to see Him.”
Hearing this, Suoshiyang suddenly thought of the last words of the mortal for some reason.
A friend?
Who is going to see Him?
In an area of the palace that cannot be scanned by any detector, stands a Gothic striped basalt arch. Electricity flashes and crackles in the air, briefly illuminating the interior. of darkness.
Hundreds of emperor's guards in golden armor stood quietly on both sides of the gate. They are the elite of the Forbidden Army, the strongest among the strong, but they will never step out of this place in their lives. They will all protect this place called the Gate of the End, because behind this gate is the true core of the human empire and the ruler of all mankind——
Suddenly, in the surrounding electric light, a figure appeared A very tiny figure compared to the surrounding majestic buildings appears at the end of the long staircase.
Then he stepped up the long marble stairs step by step, but the Imperial Guards remained motionless and seemed to see nothing.
While climbing up, you can see through the faint electric light that the man's right arm is across the abdomen, the palm is naturally extended downward, the finger tips are drooping, the palm is facing outward, the left arm is raised in front of the chest, and the thumb of the palm is Touch the tip of the middle finger lightly with your fingertips, and raise the other three fingers naturally.
One step, two steps, three steps.
Even as he passed the towering Emperor's personal guards, they remained motionless.
Finally, the man came to the Gate of the End. The gate was grand enough for the knight mecha to pass through. Its surface was mottled black and made of ancient unknown metal. In the middle of the two gates, There is a black face engraved on it, and in the middle of the outer circle of light is a human face, cold and sad.
Then the image split into two, and the door opened slightly inward, revealing a gap. The man slowly walked into it, and then the door closed again.
Until the man disappeared, the two emperor's guards on the left and right suddenly turned their heads slightly and looked at each other, seemingly confused.
However——
Nothing seemed to happen.
Behind the Gate of the End is a huge hall with rows of pillars arranged neatly, deep into the mist-shrouded depths. Guards in golden armor stand in front of the pillars, with huge energy. Pipes hang down from the invisible roof and coil around like giant snakes, making the surrounding air look golden and thick as milk, and even the light is broken or distorted.
Particles of energy surged in the mist, and he moved forward step by step under the eyes of the imperial guards. The orange-red robe on his body was agitated by the hot wind generated by the high-intensity spiritual energy.
Soon, he arrived at the core hidden among the cascading terraces and Baroque platforms. Among the forest-like cable lines, there was a towering throne surrounded by metal and cables. In the entanglement, only some remaining flesh can be seen.
This is the Golden Throne, in which the Lord of Mankind is buried, protected and enslaved by it.
In the warm dim light, Master Shi, wearing only an orange-red monk's robe and his eyes covered with cloth, walked up to the throne step by step with his naked feet. The circuits on his body were filled with strong spiritual energy. It can melt him and turn him into a golden man.
Finally, he stopped one meter in front of the throne, a distance that almost no one had ever come close to. Then he raised his right hand in front of his chest, with the palm facing outward. At the same time, he clasped the thumb and index finger of his left hand into a ring, and the other three Finger slightly extended.
Then, Master Shi first whispered a certain ancient human language that had disappeared, and then said softly:
"Moluo, long time no see"