Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

The Eldar prophet shook his head slightly and stood under the bright starlight, "We are in your dream, my friend, I brought you here from the nightmare."

Vito smiled bitterly and threw the bolt gun on the bed. It was definitely useless anyway. He picked up the wine bottle on the bedside, poured himself a glass and drank it all. Fortunately, even in his dream, he was still You can taste it.

He took a deep breath and then walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. He stood next to Eldarad and stared at the distant nebula, where countless stars flickered and gathered, and thousands of imperial worlds were born here.

No matter how dark the galaxy is, you will feel a sense of comfort every time you see this scene, knowing that the empire still exists and humanity still survives.

"I came here to deliver a warning to you, my friend." Eldarad said, holding a long staff and speaking quietly, his voice as peaceful and profound as the starlight.

"The Son of Destruction has returned. He will complete the unfinished business of his father thousands of years ago. The terror that destroys everything is rising from the abyss." Eldrad said seriously, he raised his long staff slightly and knocked on the tile floor. "The winds of death must be stopped, my friends, and the knots of destiny must be adjusted."

"I know you are talking about Abaddon, and I know that Ezekiel is planning to do something." "Someone told you the words of prophecy, and he can also see the thread of fate." "Yes, Lily."

Eldarad raised his brows seriously. He looked at Vitor as a stern commander. The psychic power of the Eldar Great Prophet flashed around him, accompanied by tiny arcs in the light of the stars.

"The twin sister of the God of Joy, she and she destroyed the continuity of destiny and extinguished the fire of hope of my people. You should not believe her, Vito Constantine."

"If you regard me as a friend, Edlard, don't call me by my full name. This is not a proper term between friends." Vito said and turned his head, and the starlight shone on his face. The golden light in the eyes came out.

Edrad looked at the golden hands in his eyes holding the long staff. He looked at him silently, and after a moment he spoke again in the light, "Vito, we are indeed friends, very good friends, so I I will warn you to be careful of the Phantom Lady. Although she is powerful, she is the incarnation of the God of Joy. She does not know what love is, she does not have love, she only has a desire for unknown stimulation. "

"But she still told me about Abaddon. I think you came here for this matter, not to preach about my love life." Vito said, looking at the dark crack between the nebulae, which is in The edge of the Milky Way stretches and flickers, ghostly light shooting out of it.

The Eye of Terror is what people call the entrance to subspace.

Edrad Osuran sighed lightly and then looked at the Great Rift, which was the eternal tombstone of the ancient Eldar Empire, symbolizing the collapse of the powerful civilization that once stood among the galaxies.

As of now, there are not many of its remnants left, and some are still willing to degenerate and hide in the ancient webway. Even though they are arrogant and conceited, they still cannot hide their fear of Lady Joy.

Another group of immigrants hid on various ancient planets, abandoned all traces of civilization, merged with all things, and lingered in the dark frontier of the galaxy, hoping to spend a long and terrifying life.

Others drive arks and roam the galaxy forever, hoping to preserve the fire of civilization amidst desperate destruction. Adarad is one of them.

"The Son of Destruction will end the eternal war and break this stalemate that has lasted for thousands of years. I saw destruction and sea of ​​fire in the prophecy, and Cadia will burn." He said calmly, and the starlight shone on the face of this ancient remnant. .

"You mean, Abaddon will launch a black crusade against Cadia again?" Vito asked, still looking at the Eye of Terror, looking at the omen of destruction tearing open at the edge of the galaxy.

"The ten-thousand-year stalemate will be broken, and the Son of Ancient Times will return to change the future of the galaxy." Eldarad looked at Vito as he spoke, and he pressed Vito's shoulders and affirmed.

"You too will return to your path, O weight of destiny, you will balance it all."

Vito did not answer. Many things flashed in his eyes, but then he shook his head doubtfully, "I promised him that I would not interfere with the future of mankind based on my personal will."

"We all promised him, and Wokan even used his life to fulfill our oath to protect and protect human civilization instead of ruling it."

"You have been staring at the Milky Way and destiny for many years. My friend, you have already known what will happen to the balance without weight. It has long overturned, and the weight of fate must be repositioned."

Vito was silent, his eyes reflecting the starlight, but in fact, the answer was already there.

Eldalad Osuran could see the answer in his eyes. He still pressed his friend's shoulder, and stared at the distant night with him.

"The golden weight has been out for too long. His descendants have disappeared into the galaxy. The storm of destruction has blown. You must make a decision, the last weight."

Vito let out a long sigh and then looked at Adarad, his eyes full of sadness and regret, "I thought we could bring a future, Adarad, but no, brothers kill each other, and friends kill each other." disabled.”

"You have embarked on the path of destiny. The treacherous master has bewitched one of you. The two ends of the weight have lost balance. The golden weights have disappeared. Weight of fate, you must return to the balance. Prevent it from overturning"

The Eldar prophet looked directly into Vito's eyes. The latter's shining golden eyes were silent for a long time. He looked at the Milky Way again, looking at the nebula with countless worlds.

He stood in the starlight for a long time, without replying for a long time. He closed his eyes and the sounds of gunfire and shouts appeared again. Those voices were all familiar to him.

Countless memories flooded into his mind. The faces, the fragments of memories and the burning flames made Vito's eyes struggle again. Those voices drew him in like a whirlpool, just like falling into the cold ice. cave.

Vito opened his eyes suddenly. He pressed his hand on the glass and looked at the Milky Way. His eyes suddenly looked at the corner of the dark Milky Way. A ray of light suddenly appeared in the deep Milky Way background, like a bright lighthouse. shine like.

That is the light of the Star Torch, that is the direction of Terra.

Vito's silence was finally broken, and he himself broke the long silence, "Where's the plan?"

"To find something ancient, forged in the golden years before the stars burned out, in the hands of my people's greatest enemies, and now we need to find it, to find something destined in the shadow of fate."

"Do you insist that we both tell riddles together?" Vito replied simply.

"Find the Jade of Old Decay, which is an undead creation that was kept by my people after the Battle of Heaven in the ancient past. It was stored on a planet named Sil. Vacker Lias. That used to be the home planet of the undead," Aidarad said, and the dimensional cube appeared in his hand, a typical technological creation of the undead.

Vito looked at the green imitation and tilted his head slightly. He folded his hands and looked at the imitation, "What can it do?" "I don't know its function yet, but I saw it in the prophecy, in the fate of mankind. It will play a vital role.”

"I believe your prophecy, Eldarad, but I have a question. Does anyone know where this thing is?" Vito asked.

An undead planet is still one of their home worlds. Those are ancient memories from tens of millions of years ago. The War in Heaven happened tens of millions of years ago, not to mention the history of the Necrontyr's home world. Tor was certain that Eldarad didn't know, even the Eldar knew very little about the past of the Undead.

"If we want to know, we need to ask someone who has experienced that period of time. The premise is that we know each other. I think most of the undead overlords will think of a fight first when they see either of us."

Eldarad could tell that Vito thought he didn't know, and that was true, and he wasn't going to pretend or quibble, but then the prophet raised his head as an enigmatic prophet should.

"There is a person who knows, or to be precise, exists. His flesh and blood has long since disappeared and turned into an eternal cold body, but he will be willing to talk to you. Your friendship spans flesh and steel and connects your fate."

Vito was stunned, and after a moment of thinking, he laughed helplessly, and then rubbed his forehead, "Tarrazin."

"The Endless One has a wealth of knowledge and treasures. He will give you all the clues and answers you need, and I will also provide the last answer of my trip."

"The Endless One is on the Suvost planet. He is trying to "borrow" it to keep an object of memory that he cherishes. The human being who transformed himself into a cold body on Suvost is also working with an awakened person. The undead dynasty is at war."

Vito smiled bitterly and sighed helplessly. Of course, it seemed that the Adeptus Mechanicus encountered some unpleasant things while digging graves everywhere to search for technology.

Seriously, why are those idiots of the Mechanicus always so stupid? I mean, they can always make some brains made of meat for some technological creations. They all know that they are seeking death.

And of course, it looks like I have to help them, for the Emperor's sake.

"I will awaken destiny, thought and decision. My friend, you do not have much time." "Ada, you."

Vito said and turned his head to look at the prophet, but all he saw was an empty room. Then Vito laughed helplessly and rubbed his forehead, "Ah, you do this every time. You have no words." After saying that, the person is gone.”

"Eldar...hehe." Vito said as he looked at the Eye of Fear in the nebula. The flaming Eye of the Galaxy still existed, bringing countless destruction and pain for thousands of years.

Vito closed his eyes and immersed himself in the first dream.

And outside the window, through the curtain between dream and reality, the waves of destruction are raging in the Eye of Terror that tears the galaxy apart.

At the junction of the real universe and the Sea of ​​Souls, between the demon planet in the twisted void, the Blackstone Fortress is being pulled forward slowly by countless ships, and the huge black giant is crossing the Sea of ​​Souls in the Eye of Terror.

In the center of the destruction fleet surrounded by countless huge ships, the black longship spits blood-like flames, and the planet killer is slowly marching in the doomsday fleet.

On the bridge of the ancient battleship, Warmaster Abaddon opened his scarlet eyes.

"The galaxy will burn."

Riddler, get out of the galaxy. I won’t talk about riddles today. I beg for monthly votes, recommendations, subscriptions, and praise to the Lord of mankind.