Plunder the Heavens from Warhammer

Chapter 217: Prophet Anvil Ketok (October Monthly Pass Plus 10)

The light was brilliant, like a glorious mysterious door, flowing with the mighty power from the subspace. The surging and violent energy was restrained by the ancient saint technology from ancient times, forming a stable transmission device.

And this gate is the so-called...'webway'!
Ever since the Eldar tribe fell apart and experienced a horrific disaster, they separated into different tribes, and Samhan was one of them. The 'Ark' they mentioned was essentially an amazing warship built of spirit bones!
They are sailing far away from the planets and stars, like bright gems scattered on black velvet silk, emitting bright blue light in the depths of the dark universe. The light radiated by countless domes pierces the darkness in the vast space.

The true home of the elves had long been completely lost.

Today, these lonely warships that are anchored and drifting in the boundless void are the last home of the Eldar - the Ark!
The Eldar warriors who had carried out their missions returned from the Webway one after another. The loud hymns, the ancient and desolate voices, celebrated their people. The brave clan warriors returned in triumph!

However, the Soul Prophet and the Warrior were missing from the returning crowd, and the 'Bishop' who was in charge of welcoming them could not help but feel his heart stop for a few seconds.

Could it be that something happened?!
But the bishop, who learned the truth from the Eldar warriors, soon breathed a sigh of relief and arranged for them to go back and rest.

Soon, the bishop saw the webway glowing again, and Kaelanaris dragged Rylor out of it.

"Welcome back, my brother, Kaylanaris..."

The bishop was in high spirits and was about to go up to hug her, but was dodged by Kailanaris with a graceful movement.

"???"

The bishop's face was filled with black lines.

"My Lord Bishop, please forgive my impoliteness." Kailanaris said anxiously. He took off his helmet, revealing his anxious face, and clasped his shoulders tightly with both hands: "Please tell me, where is the prophet?"

"In...in the soul circuit..."

The bishop looked confused and answered subconsciously.

"I'm sorry, Bishop. I'll apologize to you when I get back." After learning the whereabouts of the prophet, Kailanaris ran towards the 'Soul Circuit' without saying a word.

In a flash, the person disappeared.

The bishop, whose face was disheveled in the wind, was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Rui Luoer who was also confused: "What happened to him?"

"do not know."

Ruiluoer shook his head like a rattle and spread his hands. "On the way back, a human gave him a piece of parchment. After reading the contents on it, he dragged me along and ran all the way in the webway. We almost ran the wrong way."

When it comes to this, Ruiluoer feels thrilling.

He never knew that the soul prophet's 'speeding' skills could be so amazing. He almost rushed out several times. Fortunately, nothing happened in the end, otherwise... if he went the wrong way, God knows where he would be thrown.

"So anxious?"

The bishop stroked his chin, his face full of confusion, but then his expression darkened again: "Could it be that the prophecy on the Vigilance Star means that something big is going to happen again?"

A wave of unrest, a wave of up again.

The bishop couldn't help but start to worry about the future of Vigilant Planet and the Eldar, and prayed silently that nothing would happen again.

……

The Soul Circuit is the most important building of the Eldar besides the 'Webway'. It is where the souls of every Eldar are preserved after death to prevent them from being devoured by sexual torture.

The soul circuit made of spirit bones was like a beacon illuminating the dark night sky, shining brightly. Those who stepped into it seemed to be able to hear the echo of the ancestor's soul. Kailanaris dressed up and stepped into the "soul circuit" solemnly. In front of the spirit sacrifice tower where the soul stone was stored, he met the prophet, Anvel Ketok!

The prophet wore a crystal-like helmet, extremely exquisite armor, a luxurious robe as his outer garment, and held the Staff of Samuel, exuding an extremely mysterious feeling.

In the Eldar social system, 'prophets' are extremely special beings. They often possess powerful psychic powers and outstanding predictive talents!
The existence of the prophet will help the Ark world where he is located to resolve future crises time and time again, so he is the object of great respect and worship by every Eldar.

Just like this time, alert star crisis.

It was the prophet Anvel Gatok who predicted a corner of the future that the Vigilant Star would have a huge impact on the fate of the Eldar, and even an irreversible disaster!
There was a look of respect in Kelanaris' eyes. He bowed his head and said, "Your Excellency Prophet Anvil, I have returned from the Vigilant Planet and brought you something..."

He originally wanted to use the word "gift" to describe the parchment scroll, but after thinking about it carefully, he couldn't tell whether the content inside was a blessing or a curse, so he temporarily changed the wording.

The prophet Anvil Ketok turned around. Although he was wearing a ghost helmet, Kailanaris could still feel a gaze on him: "You have completed your mission well. I am proud of you. You and Rilor... saved the future of the Eldar. You are heroes."

Being praised by the 'prophet', even Kailanaris was very excited. But he soon thought of the parchment scroll. The content on it shocked him, so he spoke again: "Prophet Anville, when I was about to leave Vigilance Star, a human who helped us sent me a parchment scroll and said that it must be given to you."

"it is good."

Anvil nodded slightly.

Kelanaris handed over the parchment carefully and then observed the prophet's reaction carefully.

However, it was somewhat unexpected that after reading the contents of the parchment scroll, the prophet Anville did not behave abnormally and just put the parchment scroll in his arms.

An Weir's tone was still indifferent, as if he was not interested in the content above: "Have you read the content above?"

“Look…I’ve seen…”

Kailanaris took a deep breath and nodded: "But the content above is really..."

"So what do you think... is it true or false?"

Anvil asked calmly.

"I... I don't know, but..." Kailanaris opened his mouth with a bitter look on his face: "Sir Prophet, reason tells me that the human is lying, but... but, I can't help but wonder, what if... it's true?"

Yeah, what if?
This is why Kailanaris, knowing that there is a high possibility of being deceived, still can't help but keep hope.

"You know what? Kayla Naris."

Anville sighed softly, then turned to look at the Soul Stone, with a complex tone, and said softly: "In fact, I already knew it before you came."

"what?!"

Kailanaris showed a shocked expression, but quickly changed her mind and grasped the key point: "You mean, you predicted... that human?"

"No, not me."

Anvil held the staff and sighed, "It was the Supreme Prophet... His Excellency Eldrad Utheran. He predicted that the fate of the Eldar and humans is now closely linked to one person. Our current decision will have a profound impact on the future of the entire galaxy!"

(End of this chapter)