After leaving the Doomwraith, Sarpedon returned to his flagship, the Hateful Heart.
This is a Carnage-class cruiser, as big as a city, with hidden corners and strange views, sharp-cut vistas, and dark, decaying corridors and passages.
Although this ship is said to have been in service for nearly ten thousand years, it still feels relatively new to Sarpedon, perhaps because it has been sailing and drifting in subspace for a long time.
On the other hand, the Heart of Hatred that has been in the subspace for a long time has an elusive feeling that can be felt on the walls - a large number of unknown parasites are attached to its corridors and pipes like gossamers, and the shadows are not fixed. form, but one that is twisting and deforming.
Sarpedon walked under a support beam and saw a machinist's signature engraved with a binary number.
As we move forward, the steel aisle in front of us looks like a tree-lined avenue on the spire of a gorgeous tower. The low ceiling is supported by stone pillars. When we walk to the railing and look down, we can see the shaky homes of senior crew members being resettled. Between the two generator houses - the ship is complex and huge.
Sarpedon then passed by a room used for worship, which contained an altar and rows of prayer books, inscribed with blasphemies.
Beyond is a temple, half built of stone, half of bones, symbiotically fused with crimson steel and housed in a vast amphitheater, its columned facade and carved pediments providing a singular The environment, the wide threshold is lit by a purple brazier. If you look closely, you can see something moving inside.
But Sarpedon was not distracted, and just walked silently and alone. Some metal skulls and rune-engraved gems jingled on his armor, reminding him of their existence and his need to put them to use in the future. .
But his heart was not as peaceful as it appeared on the outside.
For a brief moment, he thought of Soshyan.
That hypocritical guy.
Although he was doing the same thing as Huron, he believed that he was a philosopher, a king, or a member of the legitimate ruling class of the empire.
Sarpedon realized that the empire was completely hopeless. Even such hypocrites could exist in a high-sounding way and be named heroes, while real warriors fought and died in the furnace of war.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sneered a few times.
After about twenty minutes of walking, Sarpedon's path was blocked by a set of huge double doors carved from pitch-black wood.
When he stood in front of the door, the surrounding servitors had already scanned his presence and opened the door.
It was a huge space, filled with light, but still silent.
Walking into the door, in the distance is a gallery filled with artefacts, and the walls are covered with tapestries, showing the history of a strange regiment.
A comet fell into the pale snow-capped mountains, and at the same time, a child with a halo on the back of his head emerged from the fire pit caused by the impact. His face was calm, and he pointed one finger to the sky and the other to the ground.
Then a group of monks in yellow clothes took the boy to the temple, and not far away, groups of pilgrims stretched into the distance.
In the next scene, the snow-capped mountains are shrouded in endless black clouds, and strange monsters emerge from the cracks in the mountains and begin to eat alive the mortals underground, using human bones as musical instruments and human skin as clothes.
This is a world filled with tragedy, where gilded palaces and temples have lost their former luster, and statues of former gods have been destroyed.
In the center of this fallen world, he emerged as the only hope, the savior.
The boy became a handsome and great warrior, wearing gorgeous armor full of scriptures, a golden crown in the shape of a pagoda, riding a six-legged white horse under his crotch, and under the horse's hooves was a huge lotus, holding a glittering lotus in one hand. A colorful orb, holding a cold long knife in one hand.
Before the end of the world came, he crossed the top of the snow-capped mountains and headed toward the Demon Kingdom alone.
The orb pierced the black cloud, and the long sword cut off the monster's head. The evil was defeated in front of him.
Corruption was swept away, his image was illuminated by divine light, and monks in yellow and red robes prostrated themselves before him.
The troops also laid down their weapons, and people cheered and shouted his name——
Gesar! Gesar!
The story ends with the recovery of the Snow Mountain Kingdoms and the poems and narratives written for Gesar.
But there is another truth that Sarpedon knew at the end. The emperor came to this world to find his heir. Gesar returned to the stars, but he never thought that this would bring about the ultimate destruction of him and his world. .
As the Sarpedon proceeds deeper, paintings, frescoes and tapestries give way to skulls hung on pedestals and suspended from vaulted ceilings.
"Did you get what you wanted from Huron, brother?"
Suddenly, a voice suddenly came from one side of the corridor,
Sarpedon turned around, and there happened to be a painting on the wall of the Primarch debating with a group of monks.
"I was going to find you, Tubek."
"Look, you got what you wanted."
The smiling Tu Beike walked out of the shadows, the scrolls on his body floating slightly as he walked.
"Huron gave me a fleet to deal with Soshyan."
"Well, it's no surprise that Huron is a coward. Although he tries to pretend to be a tyrant, his ruthless nature remains unchanged."
Sarpedon snorted at this.
"The Astral Knights are no longer what they used to be. Although all my spies have been eradicated, they have also collected a lot of information and sent it back... I am very surprised that now this small war group has two There are more than ten warships, and large warships account for almost half, can you believe it?”
Tu Beike tilted his head and thought for a while, then shrugged.
"It's really incredible."
"It's more than incredible——"
Sarpedon said with a voice that could be called jealous:
"They also have unclear relationships with many Forge Worlds, and even Martians frequent their home planet."
As they spoke, the two began to walk side by side through the gates and corridors. When the surrounding servants saw them, they all saluted or simply knelt down.
"It seems that you are not going to confront Soshyan head-on."
Tu Beike reached out and patted the other party's shoulder, jokingly saying:
"I thought you wanted to kill him right away."
Sarpedon stopped and nodded to Qianzi very seriously.
"You are not wrong, I want to kill him right now, but I bear heavy responsibilities. These responsibilities force me to calm down and analyze the pros and cons of every action. I will not let my personal feelings override the revival of the legion. On top of my future, this is something more important than my life.”
For a moment, Sarpedon's words penetrated Tubek's heart like a sharp blade, causing him to let out a sigh.
