Chapter 402 1.16 Cardia opens—oh, has it opened?
The earth was silent, long stretches of sand and dust were rising, and the air was trembling with restless and anxious dryness.
"Hee hee,"
the purple-eyed demon hunched over, holding up a staff stacked with human bones. It looked up at the sky, and the white film like a toad's eye blinked, reflecting the sky that began to stir like colorful porridge.
Ingersel raised the staff, and it opened its hand and danced the bone-like staff wildly. The bone staff rubbed across the yellow sand, rustling,
"New era, hee! New era!"
behind it. , the blood of Ingersel's guard was smeared on the huge altar, and the black blood flowed back from below, twisting around the body of the Central Primarch like a black snake. Luojia knelt there, his eyes reflecting the flames of the church from Terra, He also looked up to the sky in ecstasy, with a sly smile on his lips.
[False Emperor... Fake Emperor... You have to pay the price for your deception and hypocrisy. 】
The corpse-white flash lit up from the end of the dome. The white light shone brightly, covering the original light of the sun, like the cold sun about to rise.
Perturabo laughed, and he even felt trembling with ecstasy. The last step would be completed by him himself. His soul was trembling, but his hand that changed the circuit of the obelisk was more precise than the most sophisticated machinery. At this time, At this moment, he was completely focused.
It's better... it's better...
It's low and sad, and the arrogant whispers are grinding in his ears. The poisonous snake slowly crawls up his neck, its scarlet core is revealed, and it persuades him step by step. .
The Lord of the Fire also held its breath. The eternal flames swayed in its eyes, and the cable coiled back to its side obediently. It would witness the overthrow of an era and the true beginning of a new era.
"Hee! Good days! Good days!"
Ingersel shouted to the sky, saliva dripping from the stacked fangs. It happily and frantically sniffed the stench of psychic energy in the air, mixed with disharmony. The sky trembled with the smoke and smoke, getting closer, getting closer!
Luojia, who was kneeling on the ground, began to pray to his gods in a low voice. Those primitive people with purple eyes also knelt down and twisted like insects.
Perturabo stopped suddenly. He straightened up and stared at the circuit in front of him. The alien circuit had only the last section and the last step left.
Perturabo's brain trembled.
Vashtor's head moved over, and it rested ambiguously on Perturabo's shoulder. The other claw held Perturabo's hand from behind,
+ Come on, come on... the last step. +
The Lord of Fire said excitedly,
the Lord of Steel sneered, and coldness and cruelty began to appear in Perturabo's trembling eyes.
【I will. ]
Perturabo said,
[Let this rotten empire fall. 】
He stretched out his hand to complete the last step -
in the cold wind of the Himalayas high above Terra, on the throne, the emperor's hand tapping the table indiscriminately stopped, and the lord of mankind slowly opened his eyes, with golden light in his eyes. surge.
In the deepest prison cell of the Space Wolf ship, the haggard Crimson Sinner trembled violently.
Under the gorgeous sunset of Baal, the archangel stood frozen facing the bright orange-red sun. Between his spread wings, the colored feathers trembled slightly in the wind.
In the rainy night of Nostramo, the Lord of the Night's dark eyes stared into the night, and heavy acid rain streaked across the bridge of his nose from his wet and disheveled hair.
In the catacombs, the metal skeleton sitting on the throne and playing with ancient artifacts put down the hand holding the treasure in confusion.
In Barbarus's guest room, Mortarion's hand that was signing the document stopped. The Lord of Death silently raised his head from the document, his heart beating violently.
Is something wrong?
Mortarion frowned, raised his hand, and casually wrote a few numbers on the gaps in the waste paper -
[The time has not yet come, the full moon is approaching. ]
The Lord of Death read out these words softly.
What does it mean?
What happened?
Perturabo was silent, Vashtor was also silent, and the crackling fire burned quietly in Vashtor's eyes.
【...Success? 】
Perturabo's uncertain and even slightly trembling voice of inquiry sounded. He might spurn himself for showing his wavering, but not now.
Vashtor was silent, as if it were still there, with only the subtle sounds of the swaying fire and arc of hatred.
The long, rough sound of rusty metal squeaking echoed, and Vasenthal moved his metal head forward, the firelight illuminating the circuit.
+...That's right. +
The Fire Lord said lowly, it shook its head and said in an uncertain voice for the first time, +Will you try again? +
Perturabo turned his head and stared at Vashtor, who also stared at the original body in silence.
Perturabo suddenly refocused his attention on the circuit. He melted down the alloy welded in the last step, welded it on again, and violently tried to ignite the energy a few more times.
No response.
On the earth, Ingersel's frantic dance stopped. It stopped in a daze, saliva dripping from the crack of the snake's kiss and splashing to the ground. Under its feet, the ignorant believers were still twisting their bodies.
"Ah...ah..."
The ugly demon trembled and slowly stretched out its hand. Its lizard-like sandstone eyes reflected the distant scenery -
a wisp of gunpowder smoke rising from the horizon at the extreme end of the line of sight.
Within a split
second, the sky suddenly turned black and white, dust and sand rose up and fell to the ground, and the world became silent.
Tick tock, tick tock.
Tick tock.
Beside the pitch-black helmet and boots, blood dripped into the yellow dust, floating dust splashed up, and the black armor was covered in dust.
Hades hunched over and coughed violently. He weakly held on to the black stone obelisk that was shaking violently next to him. Dark lightning and green arcs of electricity twined around him.
The resonance stirred violently, and the tower screamed. A polarity completely different from the other black towers unfolded here, and darkness extended in a twisted way.
Hades' vision was blurry, and darkness shrouded everything. Without any defense, Hades wiped his mouth, and his palms were full of blood.
No... no, Hades could feel the black realm expanding desperately, greedily devouring those unguided spiritual powers.
He could feel the growth of the Black Domain, but it was growing...too fast.
Hades took a deep breath, supported the black tower, and stood up suddenly.
Next to the Black Stone Tower, some fireworks were lit at the bottom of the airborne cabin whose door had been forcibly kicked open, and gunpowder smoke floated out from it.
Countless corpses lay in the darkness.
Within the radius, only the dead remain.
Hades took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and felt the resonance of the black stone obelisk around him. The dark arc spread violently, tearing open bottomless ravines on the ground. Those abundant and ownerless psychic powers were The best conductor for arcs.
Perturabo stood up suddenly, and hit the circuit with one hand. With a bang, the line was disconnected, and the gloomy spiritual spring water on the entire planet began to dry up.
【——Hades! ! ! 】
The Lord of Steel shouted angrily. At this moment, Perturabo, who had previously focused on the last step of his great cause, realized that he could not control the fact that the Iron Warriors in remote areas.
In the Iron Warrior's scanning array, above the atmosphere of Cadia, an almost invisible black river was floating quietly.
Feeling that the source of psychic energy was cut off, Hades breathed a long sigh of relief, and the rising lightning began to subside.
"Airborne pod."
Hades said calmly, and then, the sky above his head lit up with countless meteors.
The next step is to wait for reinforcements.
Hades wiped the blood from the corners of his eyes and mouth again. He subconsciously touched the Emperor's finger bones on his neck. There was still no response from the withered finger bones.
The psychic intensity of Discord and Master just now was about to surpass the Emperor's finger bones, and it was only unguided. Hades could only resist by urgently reversing the polarity of a black stone obelisk.
...Hades took a deep breath. If he used all his strength, he wouldn't last long.
But... Hades sneered, and the bitterly cold fire of war ignited in his eyes. If he tried his best, it
would be enough for him to kill Perturabo and Luojia.
Maybe, don't wait
(end of chapter)