MTL - Warhammer Inquisitor-Chapter 52 Frontiers of Empire: The End Has Begun

  Chapter 52 Imperial Frontier: The End Has Begun

The empire in the 41st millennium was hopeless. Legend has it that the emperor icons in every star sector and every galaxy shed blood and tears, mourning for their own race. At first, people didn't know what that meant, hesitation and hesitation Fills the heart of people, and until the first suffering comes, people don't know what it means.

This millennium is painful. People thought that after the raging wars in the age of apostasy, human civilization would usher in hope and redemption. It was indeed so at first, but countless enemies in the galaxy began to attack, and the desperate war began in Played all over the empire.

  The invasion of the Tyranids, the wave of green skins and the black expedition of the Chaos Warmaster, countless horrors flooded the empire, and countless worlds became a sea of ​​​​flames.

  Civilization and hope have long since become the distant past, and only the deepest fear and despair exist in this dark galaxy.

   But that’s not all the case. The fire of hope is powerful and tenacious. Even if the fleshy body has already dried up, the flame of spiritual energy is still burning, and the flame of hope is also burning.

  Although this millennium was hopeless, human beings still survived. We survived countless sufferings. We repelled all kinds of enemies and struggled to survive in countless predicaments.

We succeeded, although only temporarily, but maybe the greatest gesture of human beings is also like this. Even though we know that there is only darkness ahead, we still stubbornly search for light in it, and light and hope have never really left. , it just hides, waiting for people to discover.

  Vito walked through the magnificent marble arch, and the tall statues of sword-holding angels still stood on both sides, and the golden eagle wings still soared, and its light still shone like that.

  Two banners were lowered from the top of the wall. The banners depicted the will of the empire. After a long night, the sky eagle of the empire was still flying at the edge of the galaxy, and it would continue to fly.

  There are many transport planes and fighter planes taking off and landing on the busy airport. They are busy going back and forth between the surface and the warships on the orbit. Countless blue tail flames flicker in the clear sky.

Vito looked up at the endless blue sky, the dark clouds finally dissipated, and the flames of war became a distant memory. Standing on the airport, he felt the warm breath brought by the breeze on his cheeks, which was the breath of life, after the destruction This is the most beautiful taste.

  Vito lowered his head and walked to the center of the airport. Between the numerous aprons and fighter jets, Vito met with Captain Mikael and Marshal Amalric here.

Two space warriors in blue armor and black armor saluted the Inquisitor, Vito smiled politely and then awkwardly raised his missing right arm, "I'm sorry, my lords, I can't salute you, Please forgive me."

"There is no need for this, Judge, what you have done is the highest honor, and you should accept our respect without paying back." Mikael said solemnly. Slightly undulating in the wind, it occasionally collides with the black robe of the Grand Marshal of the Black Templar Expedition.

The Grand Marshal of the Black Templar also nodded affirmatively, with four gold nails embedded on his fortitude, "As the company commander said, Judge, I have heard of your heroism in breaking into the hive mothership and beheading the queen. Deeds, please accept my respect, even if you look across the galaxy, it may be difficult to find such a hero."

   "What I regret is that we came so late. If we arrived earlier, maybe the loss of this planet would not be so. Its people will take many years to rebuild their hometown."

   "The people of the empire are hardworking and tenacious, Grand Marshal, I believe they will regain everything they lost. Hope has returned to this planet, and the light of the emperor will never fade away."

  Marshal Amalric nodded in agreement, "I think so, Judge, the Emperor's will opened up the dark clouds of the warp for us, allowing us to arrive here to join the final glory, and he will never leave again."

  Vito nodded with a smile, "As it is shown, my lord, the Emperor will not leave again, and we will also ensure that his will is passed on throughout the galaxy."

Marshal Amalric and Vito looked at the sky together. Countless warships gathered in orbit. The rest of the doomsday did not shame and cloud the pride of these empires. After the great war, they will carry new glory and join To the hardware war in the galaxy.

"What are your plans? Inquisitor, are you willing to go to Cadia with us?" Marshal Amalric suddenly asked, Vito looked into the eyes of the marshal and shook his head slightly, "I heard some news, The Plague Fleet and Terminus appeared in Cadia, endless destruction and destruction fell on the surrounding galaxies, and the Emperor's light began to flicker hard to see."

   "And we will bring his light back to the frontier of the galaxy, just like here, judge, would you accept our invitation?"

"I think I am very honored, but I must be ashamed to refuse you, Honorable Marshal Amalric, I must go to investigate some things that must be found out, but I want you to guarantee that we are all on the same road superior."

Amalric raised his head slightly and then nodded affirmatively. The black armor on his body reflected a cold light under the light, but his resolute face was full of enthusiasm, that kind of firm expression, a kind of self-confidence. The expression of road and faith without hesitation.

   "The same is true, judge, I believe we will meet again, and the sons of Dorne and Sigismund will fight by your side at any time."

   "So am I, Honorable Grand Marshal, and I will honorably fight alongside the Sons of Dorne, wherever they may be."

Amalric put his iron fist on his chest in salute, and then pressed his black sword. "There are still many battles to deal with. We will set off immediately. May the emperor guide us to meet again in the future." "May the emperor bless you and me The way forward, we are meeting, Generalissimo."

Amalric turned and left, his huge body walked towards Thunder Eagle who was waiting at the far end of the airport, Mikael also looked at Vito and nodded goodbye, "It's time for me to leave too, my friend, it's an honor to be with you again Fight shoulder to shoulder."

   "This is not the last time, Mikael, see you next time." "See you next time, Vito."

Vito watched as Mikael walked towards his own Thunderhawk. He turned his head and smiled and looked at the coming female governor Olivia. The latter came from the gate wearing a skirt. She lifted herself up and was blown by the wind The long hair looked at the rising Thunderhawk.

"Are you leaving too?" "Yes, I'm leaving too, and there are many things waiting for me." Vito watched the two blue and black Thunderhawks fly to the battleship in orbit, and soon The two fleets would then depart for the next war where the Emperor needed them.

   "Promise me one thing, Vito." "What?" "Don't forget me."

  Vito smiled and held Olivia's hand, "I won't, even if the stars burn out and the universe dies, I will never forget the lovely person I was with on Planet Victoria."

  Olivia smiled and looked at the man in front of her, and reached out to caress his slightly rough face, "I will never forget you, never, even when my life comes to an end."

They all showed sincere smiles, a Thunderhawk rose from the hive below and hovered around the edge of the airport, Vito looked at the Thunderhawk and sighed slightly, "I should go." "Well, goodbye, my king. "Goodbye, my princess."

  Vito kissed Olivia lightly on the lips, and then walked towards the Thunderhawk. He jumped onto the boarding deck and looked at her on the airport with one hand on the handrail.

  Thunderhawk moved out, then climbed up and took off towards the high sky. Olivia stood on the airport runway and looked at the huge battleship. The glorious longship also lit up its bright tail flames.

  At the other end of the curtain of the old red tail flame, the Eye of Terror shone with blood-like light. That eye was staring at the physical universe, and the black pupil gradually enlarged.

   At the end of this dark 40,000 years, the final flame has been lit.

  (end of this chapter)