Chapter 265 The Rise of the Primarch: Victory, Glory, and the Return of the King

Captain Cole stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window. In front of him was a large shining starry sky. Those mysterious stars were twinkling in the dark background of the Milky Way. Cole's eyes were staring at the stars, but one of them

The brightest thing made him look over involuntarily.

It was not a shining star. Those stars hanging high in the dark night scene of the Milky Way couldn't shine so brightly. Cole's entire frontal body was lit up by the light of the thing. The captain's eyes looked at that thing.

The huge man-made object slowly passed by the window, its plasma propulsion array was spraying powerful propulsion flames.

Cole raised his eyes and looked at the chapter symbol passing by on the silver-white ship. If Cole remembered correctly, it was the symbol of the White Archon Chapter. The magnificent chapter strike cruiser was slowly sailing out of the window.

Then, the huge steel body covered the entire starry sky, and a huge shadow enveloped Cole's body from the window.

His eyes looked at the lights that replaced the starry sky. Countless lights were projected from the windows and buildings of the battleship. The dim hull was flashing with lights. Cole's eyes looked behind him. A ship

Space Marine warships belonging to various Chapters are flying across the starry sky.

Countless plasma thrusters pulled out a tail flame, and the fine particles released after the fuel burned out floated in the starry sky. Those flickering burning particles gathered together, and the flames of all the thrusters of dozens or hundreds of battleships gathered together to form a

A long galaxy.

Cole's eyes passed over the huge battleships one by one, and Vito was walking past him holding a sausage in one hand. He was chewing the sausage in an extremely disgraceful way and pouting at the same time.

, he walked up to Cole, and the snapping sound of his mouth movements made Cole very uncomfortable.

The captain's happy expression admiring the proud creation of the empire was gradually replaced by boredom. He slowly turned his head and looked at Vito aside, "Marshal, please exercise self-discipline in formal occasions. Your current behavior is quite inconsistent with your identity."

"What's wrong? I'm not allowed to eat because there are more than a dozen Chapter Masters of Space Marine Chapters and their Honor Guards here?" Vito said without any regret and took another bite.

Sausage, Cole held his forehead and sighed helplessly. He turned his head slightly and looked at the hall behind him.

There are hundreds of Space Marines gathered in this magnificent hall. They are wearing power armor with different colors and distinctive symbols. Cole looks at them with awe and curiosity in his eyes.

, he has never seen so many Space Marine Chapters gathered together.

Vito also chewed the sausage and slowly turned his head to look into the hall. He was much more calm than Cole. He continued to chew the delicious sausage unhurriedly, with vague smacking sounds in his mouth.

, "Have you counted how many people there are? How many groups are there?"

"I thought this was your job, Lord High Marshal." "I was eating. Do you know how hungry you would be if you went to Nurgle's Garden to have a grand party?"

Vito waved the sausage that he had chewed off most of the sausage quite naturally. The teeth marks on it were clearly visible. Cole held his forehead speechlessly, and then slowly slipped his hands from his face. The captain looked at each other enthusiastically in the hall.

The conversing Space Marines lowered their hands.

"About eighteen regiments, their Chapter Masters plus members of the Honor Guard." Cole replied affirmatively, while Vito took another bite of sausage and smiled jokingly. He looked at these people who crowded the hall.

Space Marines, power armor and power armor gathered together like a sea of ​​steel.

"There are at least a hundred Space Marines here. Our position and angle are not very good. How did you count them? I only recognized a few regiments until now." Vito shamelessly explained that he had not fulfilled his duties as a marshal.

It's a fact, and there's no sign of remorse at all, but Cole is used to it, so okay, it seems like it's the same as before, he has to do this kind of thing himself.

"Although there are many of them, the logo and painting of each regiment are different. After it is clear that each regiment is led by a Chapter Master and ten members of the Honor Guard, it is easy to draw a conclusion." Cole said.

Eyes scanning the Astartes in the hall, the warriors of the Ultramarines sub-regiment laughed at each other. This could be described as a grand gathering of Space Marines.

"I always feel that we don't belong to this meeting, Marshal, I mean, I don't belong to this meeting." Cole said with some frustration. He looked at the soldiers and said with self-doubt, while Vito raised his eyebrows and said

The corner of the sausage pointed at Cole.

"Why?" Vito asked, Cole glanced at him, and sure enough, Vito immediately took another bite of sausage, and this time he picked up a glass of wine and an apple from the table on the side. It seemed that he

The dinner looked more sumptuous.

Cole's eyes looked at the Space Marines again. He stood on the edge of the hall and looked at them with a slight frown.

"The people here are all demigods, you, the Space Marines, you and the living saints, but I am just an ordinary person, a mortal. I always feel that I do not belong here. A mortal like me should not appear in this kind of place.

"

Vito smiled jokingly, and he hugged Cole's shoulders with the big sausage. The swinging sausage even hit Cole's chest, and the neat navy blue coat was stained.

There was a trace of stain, but it was obvious that Vitos didn't even care about it at all. He just smiled and raised his glass and took a sip of wine.

Vito's finger holding the wine glass pointed at the Space Marines in front of the two of them. These burly demigods, Cole's eyes followed the direction of Vito's finger.

"Everyone here is human. Cole, you and me, Guilliman and these Space Marines are all human beings. There is no difference between supermen and mortals. We are all human beings."

Vito laughed and hugged Cole's hand and bent it in front of the captain. Cole watched Vito take a bite of sausage in front of him. He chewed the sausage happily and pointed to the other side.

Pointing with the hand holding the sausage, "You are looking at her. I can tell you that she was an ordinary person when she was not a living saint. All saints and God's Chosen were ordinary people before they gained power. Maybe you

In the future, can I be blessed and become a saint?"

Vito patted Cole on the back and laughed. The latter coughed and took two steps forward after being patted like this. It seemed that Vito's strength had not returned to its usual level after using his ultimate move, but he

Apparently not aware of this, he was greeting Celestine and Delantius who were approaching with open arms and a smile.

"My little angel, you're back. Come on, give me a kiss." Vito said and rubbed up to him, and then his face was pushed away by Celestine. The little angel turned his head away and looked at him with a speechless expression.

.

Seeing that the plan failed, Vito smiled and hugged Celestine's shoulders. He lowered his head and looked at Celestine's armor-clad figure, and then handed her the sausage that he had bitten until it was full of gaps.

"Are you tired of killing so many traitors? Come and have a bite." Vito dangled the thick sausage in front of the little angel, who pushed his hand away in disgust, "Get out, who wants to eat it?"

The sausage you bitten is full of saliva."

"What's wrong, are you maintaining your figure? I think your figure looks good." "How did you see my figure through a layer of armor?" "It doesn't matter, we will verify it with our own eyes after the meeting. After taking off our clothes,

."

Vito hugged Celestine and laughed, while Cole raised his eyebrows with a strange expression, "You guys."

"That's right, let's go." Vito was pushed away by Celestine before he finished speaking. The right side of his face was squeezed into a ball by Celestine's palm, and the words in his mouth became blurred.

, Vito looked at the slightly red-faced Celestine and smiled, "Why are you so shy? It's not the first time for us. I remember the first time was when you were a battle nun. Oh, then

It was a wonderful time.”

"Shut up, or I'll give you a blow in the mouth." Celestine said, pushing Vito away from her. Vito, who was smiling shamelessly, proudly put his hands on his hips and gave Cole a magical look.

He raised his head as if to show off.

Captain Cole rolled his eyes speechlessly, while Vito continued to smile and put his hands on his hips. He smiled and looked towards the far entrance of the hall, "Okay, it's time for the protagonist to appear."

"Who?" Cole asked subconsciously, while Vito looked at him with an amused smile and shrugged, "Big Blueberry, who else could it be?"

Vito looked at Cole's expression and waved his hands boredly. He muttered impatiently, "Okay, I know I should call him Guilliman. You are really boring, but anyway, he is here."

"How did you know? It's so noisy here." Cole asked in confusion, while Vito took a bite of the sausage and said with the half of the sausage hanging outside, "We all have our own observation skills.

Yours is numbers and statistics, mine is probably perception."

"Besides, the sound of that extra-large blueberry walking was so loud that I could feel it halfway across the corridor." Vito said and looked towards the entrance in the distance. Cole also looked over. When the captain

When I looked over, I happened to see Sicarius walking into the hall. He stood by the door with his sword in hand and announced loudly.

"I! Cato Sicarius, Captain of the Second Company of the Ultramarines, Chief Swordsman of the Chapter, Champion Knight of Macragge, Lord of the Watch, Grand Duke of Talls, hereby declare to everyone that Lord Guilliman

Come!" Sicarius said and stepped aside. The members of the Ultramarines Honor Guard who walked in behind him were arranged on both sides, leaving an aisle in the center for the great son.

"Holy shit, Sicarius can even shout about his useless titles, but he is so impressed that people who don't know him think he is the chapter leader." Vito said with a joking smile, Seiler

Sting chuckled quietly and stood aside with one hand on his hips. He looked at Sicarius and smiled.

"His narcissism and arrogance are probably the most outrageous I have ever seen. What about you? Have you ever seen anything more outrageous?" Celestine turned his head and looked at Vito, who continued to chew meat with that smile on his face.

After swallowing the piece of sausage, he smiled and turned his head to look at Celestine, "Probably only Fulgrim and Lucius can compare with him. Sometimes I really feel that he is in the wrong group.

"

Vito said with a smile, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a roar. His eyes moved from Celestine to the entrance. The members of the Honor Guard on both sides knelt down neatly. They lowered their heads and looked towards the entrance.

The great Lord walked in and bowed his head in salute.

As Sicarius knelt down together with Chapter Master Calgar who was closest to the entrance, and various Chapter Masters and their Honor Guards in the entire hall also knelt down, the sound of power armor rumbled and knelt down briefly filled the room.

Under the entire dome, Guilliman walked in from the door and looked at the kneeling warriors, smiling and raising his hands.

"Please rise, chapter masters and warriors, you are all men of honor and should stand proudly instead of kneeling." Guilliman said and walked down the steps. He stretched out his hand to help an interstellar person.

Soldier, he held down the frightened soldier in front of him and smiled.

"Which battle group are you from? Warrior." Guilliman asked with a friendly smile. This century-old veteran with three or four golden domes on his head looked frightened. He had clearly experienced thousands of battles, and his spirit had already been strengthened.

It should be invincible, but now he felt at a loss and helpless.

"The Nova Warriors Chapter, Lord Guilliman, I. I am" he suddenly stuttered. When he realized this, the veteran felt ashamed. He almost immediately knelt down to confess to his original body.

He behaved rudely, but as soon as he bent his knees, he was supported by Guilliman.

Guilliman smiled and helped him up. He looked at the warrior in front of him without a trace of blame. He pressed his shoulders and smiled, "Tell me your name proudly, warrior, and I will listen to your glory."

The warrior of the Nova Chapter proudly held up his chest, almost unconsciously, as if a wordless force was transmitted into his body together with the original body's words. He held his head high and looked at Guilliman in front of him.

, "Lucas Valkrian Detucius, my lord! Members of the 1st Company of Nova Warriors and the Honor Guard!"

"This is an honorary position, Brother Lucas, and I salute you." Guilliman said, looking around at the kneeling warriors in the hall. He looked at them raising their glorious iron fists above their heads.

"I salute you too, my children, stand up now! Honorable warriors, let me see your faces!" Guilliman's words were like fuel injected into the engine of the Leman Russ main battle tank, the surging power.

It instantly gave strength to all the surrounding warriors, and they all stood up. The steel bodies suddenly stood up like a sea of ​​steel, towering around Guilliman.
To be continued...