Chapter 258 The Rise of the Primarch: The Monastery

There was no one in the silent cargo hold, only packed boxes and airtight, strange jars covered with canvas were stored silently in the darkness. The dim light shone in from the narrow ship window on one side, illuminating the

Dim light shines on this lonely cabin.

But soon, the silence was broken. The grid window of the ventilation duct was pushed downwards, and the grid fell to the ground together with a black figure. It was a figure wearing a large windbreaker. He was steady and almost

It fell silently to the ground, and the grid window in his hand was calmly placed on the box aside.

Vito looked around in the dark space. His head was covered with the hood that came with the Inquisitor's windbreaker. The black hood, black cloak, pants, and boots were all the same color. The black color dyed Vito into this darkness.

The color itself is silent and difficult to see.

Vito walked in the dark cabin, his fingers gently sliding across the surfaces of the boxes. He silently stared at the sealed wooden boxes containing unknown goods. Obviously these were smuggled goods, so they needed to be so secretive.

port entry and exit.

The cabin here is not very big, and it doesn't look like it is used to store any important cargo, but it is just right for Vito, because it also means that there will be no guards here, and he doesn't want to not reach his goal yet.

The ground began to bleed.

The dim light in the cabin turned blue, and the hazy green smoke still appeared outside the window. Vito turned around and looked at the floating fog through his eyes under the hood. The cyan ghostly fog appeared quietly, as if

The ghosts of ancient wars on this planet.

Vito walked to the narrow cabin window and peered out of the long glass window. The thick blue smoke was sweeping away from all parts of the hull, and the soft smoke slid from the gray surface of the hull.

Then, a beautiful and dreamy mist enveloped everything around it.

But don’t be fooled. These smogs are the most deadly virus gases. This mysterious mist was used on a large scale during the planetary civil war at the end of the Golden Age. As long as any living thing, whether it is human, animal or plant, is exposed

In this smoke, it only takes a few seconds for flesh, blood, bones, and all the elements that make up a living body to decompose and collapse.

These beautiful smokes will eat away the flesh and bones like locusts, and ultimately nothing will be left behind. All they will leave behind is the barren land and rocks.

Even tens of thousands of years later, these deadly gases are still spread in the lowlands of Korhal, turning these places into death places where no one will visit. Even from across the cabin, Vito can hear the smoke corrosion.

The hull surface hisses, but apparently, steel can survive here.

In the blinding blue smoke, the towering mountains, cliffs and bare rock surfaces of Nakha vaguely emerged. Those towering mountains were like giants walking in the thick fog, their burly bodies like shadows in the clouds and mist.

If the line is drawn, it will cast that huge shadow onto the hull.

The smuggling transport ship was flying in the blue smoke. The fully enclosed hull shuttled through the clouds and mist, as if it was sailing through an ocean. The side sails and the steering fin at the end of the hull slipped through the clouds and mist, and were pulled out of the blue smoke.

A long trajectory heading towards a high mountain.

Tall mountain giants towered in front of him. Vito watched the mountains getting closer and closer, as if the ship had crashed into it, but in fact it was certainly not the case. The transport ship suddenly turned in front of the steep mountains, almost touching the mountains.

Sliding past, at an extremely close distance, those protruding rock walls were about to break the glass in front of Vito.

He looked at the mountains quickly passing by outside the window. The clouds and mist began to become thinner and looser, and finally disappeared completely. Behind the mountains was a safe valley space, and the transport ship sailed towards the safe ground at the end of the valley.

Vito leaned in the cabin and observed the direction of sailing from behind the glass window. The ship was sailing towards a mysterious monastery. The lonely monastery was completely far away from all cities and settlements, and was built secretly in this poisonous fog.

In the surrounding valley, Vito was sure that the place was definitely not used to praise the emperor's reputation.

The transport ship gradually lowered from the sky, and there were several waiting monks standing on the simple pier on the side of the monastery. They were wearing gray robes, and their entire faces and most parts of their bodies were completely covered and obscured. They stood on the pier.

, facing the huge airflow when the transport ship landed.

The jet flame of the landing recoil thruster was ignited from the end, and the orange-red flame penetrated the darkness of the valley. The transport ship slowly descended from there until it completely docked at the simple dock built on the rocky ground on the side of the monastery.

Upon seeing this, Vito turned and walked towards the door of the cargo hold. This was not a big warehouse, and the door was naturally not very big. In fact, it was just a rolling shutter door. It was small and inconspicuous, especially compared to the entire ship.

Compare.

Vito pulled the lever on the wall, and instantly accompanied by the rumble of the transmission machinery, the rolling shutter door was slowly lifted, and the Hunan light in the valley shone into the warehouse. Vito leaned against the door and peered out vigilantly.

His eyes looked towards the dock not far to the right. The inventory area in the bottom cabin was almost level with the ground. He watched the captain and several guards walking down from the landing deck in the distance. They were on the wooden simple dock with

The leading monk was chatting about something, and then the monk took out a solid bag from his wide cuff.

He handed it to the captain, who took the bag and looked at the contents, weighed it and handed it to the guard behind him. The captain shouted into the cabin.

"Okay, boys, bring down the goods, the food, the drinks, and the cans. Once we're done, we'll leave." The captain said loudly, and soon received a burst of responses, including the crewmen carrying guns.

They got out of each hatch, and they started to move boxes and cans off the ship one by one with complaints. Two of them were also walking in the direction of Vito.

Vito rushed out of the warehouse before they arrived. He jumped over the abyss between the ship's hull and the monastery ground. He rolled and landed on the hard ground. Vito turned over and hid.

He hid in the bushes on one side and hid behind the tall grass and trees to spy on the crew members who were moving cargo into the cabin.

One of them leaned against the door and took out a cigarette. He took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth. "Damn, why are we dealing with these psychopaths again? I feel sick every time I see them."

The crewman said and took out a lighter from his body, but unfortunately the lighter was broken. No matter how hard he pressed the switch, he could not light up the fire. The crewman cursed, and the companion who checked out of the cabin took out his own lighter and lit it for him. It was bright.

The flames briefly illuminated their faces.

As the cigarette was lit, another crew member carrying a laser gun also took a cigarette from the smoker's hand. He lit the cigarette for himself and took a puff, and a faint smoke came out of his mouth.

"Because of their strange bodies?" the gun-toting crew member asked, and the man leaning against the wall waved his hand, "Otherwise, by the Emperor, what's wrong with their bodies? They look a bit bigger than normal people.

And he was stooped, as if he had a tumor."

"I dare say, it must be even more disgusting under their robes. God knows how deformed they are down there." The sailor leaning against the wall took a puff of his cigarette and complained as he puffed out the smoke, while the man carrying the gun shrugged helplessly.

"These monks are not normal to begin with. Who the hell would live in such a ghost place, shrouded in the smoke of the curse every day? I dare say they are definitely not monks of the state religion, but heretics!"

He said the last two words in an extremely low voice, and even peeked back secretly to ensure that the disturbing monks did not notice their chatter. The crew members leaning against the wall also nodded and murmured in a low voice.

"I dare say there is something wrong with them. For the emperor's sake, if it weren't for the fact that the money they gave is really good, I would rather give them a shot." "Isn't that right? They give me chills on the back. Damn it, let's move things quickly.

Come on, I don’t want to stay in this damn place for a second.”

Vito hid behind the trees and heard their conversation. The marshal raised his eyebrows and confirmed his suspicion. Yes, this must be the place he wanted to find. While the two crew members began to carry the goods, Vito also turned and ran out.

Through the trees, he quickly lowered his body and ran towards the main body of the monastery.

Vito ran through the small garden on one side of the monastery, his eyes always paying attention to the monks walking on the raised ground on one side. They were all wearing robes and had their hands in their sleeves. One of them was standing there.

On the stairs at the end of the ground, look at the transport ship at the end of the monastery gate.

These people are very unknown, making people feel a chill on the back and the eerie feeling of hair standing on end, especially the man at the end of the stairs. His body is obviously not right. The robe is fixed with a rope on his swollen abdomen, close to the body.

The fabric even showed off his completely abnormally proportioned body.

A monk holding an incense burner walked across the ground. He seemed to notice something as he passed by. The monk suddenly walked from the side to the stone handrail and looked towards the garden on the edge of the cliff. Vito acted decisively with quick eyesight and quick hands, making a slip.

Shovel hid behind a big tree.

He leaned against the tree and looked at the monk warily with his peripheral vision. The man stood in silence for a moment and then turned away. He swayed the incense burner and walked on the ground in front of the gate, maintaining his posture.

Toya breathed a sigh of relief and continued to move forward.

He rushed through the dim garden at the edge. Although his speed was fast, he was silent. His steps were steady on the ground but he perfectly avoided all the dead branches and fallen leaves. Vito came in two or three steps.

When we arrived at the high wall on one side of the monastery, there were five or six very old stone pillars protruding from the towering wall.

Vito stood under the stone pillars and high walls and looked up. He moved his arms and stepped on the wall. He leaned up and grabbed the edge gap of a stone pillar. With his skilled hands and feet, he used one joint after another.

Climbing the stone pillar, how long ago did Vito learn the assassin technique? He vaguely remembered that it seemed to be in the Middle East?

Vito vaguely remembered that he first learned the art of assassination in order to assassinate corrupt and evil nobles who could not be killed by conventional means or political methods. He often did this kind of thing in the Middle Ages.

For example, a certain greedy aristocrat has gone mad and insists on collecting the total taxes of the farmers for the next ten years in advance, probably to build a palace, or to bribe the church, etc. In short, he is just torturing the local old farmers, and these miserable farmers will

Will pray to God to punish this nobleman.

Vito didn't know whether God heard it, but at least he heard it, so Vito would sneak into the nobleman's castle, and then, not surprisingly, justice was fulfilled and implemented. Vito did this kind of thing

Over time, it got a good name and legend. People in the Middle Ages passed down the story about Robin Hood orally.

In the years that followed, and even now, Vito will still use these techniques from time to time, especially after the empire was established, in order to eradicate the tyrants and warlords on Terra. Many times it was not convenient for the imperial army to take action directly, or in other words,

When taking action would cause serious losses, Vito would kill the tyrant, and in the end the Empire captured the entire region without bloodshed.

Later, Macado also suggested that Vito form such a professional organization, so that Vito could be freed from the assassination work and better perform his duties as a marshal. This organization would become the Assassin's Court in the future.

After the Emperor sat on the throne, and when the Empire began to turn into the mess it is today, Vito also carried out similar assassinations on various corrupt governors, officials and lords from time to time. After all, many times, it is not you who slams the table and shouts "I'm here"

The problem of the judge can be solved.

This is the situation now. Vito climbed up the stone pillar and reached the roof. He bent down and squatted on the roof made of rows of tiles. Vito squatted on it and observed the monastery within the high walls, like most monasteries.

, there is a garden in the atrium here, but there is something particularly wrong with the garden here.

The plants growing inside the high walls withered and withered, and sickly branches grew on the bare treetops. Vito saw those fat insects crawling on the ground and tree trunks, and disgusting sticky saliva like spider webs from between trees.

As the space fell down, he watched a monk in the garden grabbing the bugs and throwing them into the bucket.

Vito squinted his eyes and looked at the hands he stretched out from his cuffs. They were shriveled hands, covered with calluses and sores. Vito frowned slightly and watched the monk walking towards him carrying an iron bucket full of fat worms.

Main hall.

Vito took a deep breath and looked up at the surrounding environment. This was a deep canyon. A green poisonous mist filled the top of the canyon above his head, and the sky was also obscured by thick fog.

"Helen, is this place connected to the sky?" Vito asked in a low voice. Helen's three-dimensional image suddenly appeared on Vito's wrist. The small artificial intelligence lady looked up to the sky, her eyes flickered slightly and she nodded.

"Well, the necklace, although it is blocked by the poisonous fog, can still penetrate it." Helen replied briefly. Vito nodded and stood up slowly. He looked at the open door of the main hall and quietly opened the belt.

holster on.

"Send a signal, mark our position, make sure Olaf and Loken can receive it, and tell them to prepare for airdrop strikes." "The signal has been sent, I suggest you stand by temporarily and wait for support."
To be continued...