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Tigurias also nodded, secretly glad in his heart.
I went to a dinner party today. I will post three chapters first.
Chapter 320 Risk
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Macraghera Fortress.
Hall of the Holy Sepulchre.
As the most sacred place in the entire Five Hundred Worlds of Ultramar, every wall here is painted with the moments of the Primarch Robert Guilliman's great achievements.
The road leading to the Hall of the Holy Sepulchre is lined with elite troops from the Mortal Auxiliary Army of Ultramar. These people are like the people in most of the five hundred worlds, healthy, wealthy, and optimistic.
Belisarius Caul was walking on the road with his alien friends. The two Eldar aliens were all wearing black robes. Under the black robes, they also wore spiritual bone devices that could help them hide their racial characteristics.
The living saint Celestine was also in the team, floating behind Caul. Everyone who saw her felt like spring and felt very comfortable.
"Great Sage, welcome to the most important place in Macragge."
Tigurias, the think tank director of the Ultramarines Chapter, walked out of the Hall of the Holy Sepulchre alone to greet Caul and his party.
Before Caul came, he installed a data chip in his head that contained Ultramar etiquette. It did not indicate that the think tank director should come out alone to greet him first. He should be together with Chapter Master Karl. .
Tigurius walked up to Kawl and whispered, "When the Battle of Cartier was going on, I predicted that the whole of Macragge would be burning with war brought about by traitors. You and your collaborators should have had a hard time getting here... But that's not the case now. If you want to do that, it may be more troublesome."
Hearing this, Kaul stopped and looked down at Tigurias.
Tigurias continued: "I don't know what you came to do, but somehow I saw a longer-term and more accurate prophecy, so I will help you."
"Thank you for the reminder." Kaul recognized Tigurias as one of his own, thanked him and continued towards the Hall of the Holy Sepulchre.
The conversation between the two was hidden by Tigurias using psychic means. In the eyes of others, the think tank director only said a few polite words to the sage.
The group continued to move forward, and after two Space Marines pushed the door open, they saw the interior of the Hall of the Holy Sepulchre.
The Primarch Robert Guilliman sat on his throne, still looking as grand and physical as the Primarch, but a little paler.
Cawl knew the primarch's past.
He was seriously injured by his brother and entered the stasis field when he was about to die. He stayed in the near-death state until today, ten thousand years later.
This is a history that is kept strictly confidential.
Most of the people in the Imperium were unaware that there was a traitor among the Emperor's children.
"Welcome, Sage." Chapter Master Calgar walked from the throne of the Gene Father to Caul, his bodyguard following the Lord of the Ultramarines.
Calgar's mood was not as "welcoming" as he said verbally, but rather downcast and sad.
All the Ultramarines present are the same. The tragedy of Gene Father can resonate with them.
"Thank you for agreeing to let me enter here." Call responded politely, and then slowly approached the throne.
Calgar looked at Tigurias, who nodded and stood closer to the throne than Caul.
"Out of habit, I would like to check the force field protecting the Primarch, may I?" Cawl requested.
Calga had this intention, so of course he nodded.
Call circled the stasis field and observed that the device was working well.
But it doesn't matter whether it works well or not.
"Actually, the sage has other reasons for coming here today." Tigurias said to Calga, "I had a premonition."
The think tank directors are all psykers among the Space Marines. Of course they can predict the future. Calgar knew that Tigurias' predictions were often very accurate, so he asked him curiously: "Why do the sages come?"
Tigurias looked at Caul.
Cawl nodded and took over the conversation: "I came here to fulfill my promise to the Primarch."
On the way here, Cawl discussed what to do when they arrived at the Hall of the Holy Sepulchre in the Seeker King.
Kaul believed that he should tell the truth, because a place like the Hall of the Holy Sepulchre was heavily guarded. If there was no emergency, it would be impossible to be tough. The best result would be to convince Calgar.
"Promise?" Calga looked solemn.
Since it is an agreement between the father of genes and the sage, of course it must be listened to seriously and solemnly.
Caul took out a holy box from under his robe. This box was very large, big enough to hold a set of armor worn by giants. If Caul was not so huge, he would never be able to take it out.
"Ten thousand years ago, the Primarch had a premonition of his fate before he set foot on the battlefield, so he asked me to prepare something in case something unexpected happened to him."
"I built a set of armor for him. This armor can maintain his life like a static force field. As long as the original body wears this armor, he can still walk in the world."
Cawl's words echoed throughout the Halls of the Holy Sepulchre, shocking news that even members of Calgar's guard began to whisper.
"Everything the wise man said is true." Tigurias agreed.
Calga thought in shock.
The most alluring thing for a scion of the Primarch was the promise that their Gene-Father could walk among them again, and it was hard not to be tempted by Calgar.
But he couldn't unilaterally believe what Kaul said.
Because if he wants to make a pact with the father of genes, he must be someone who has lived from at least 10,000 years ago to now.
When he glanced at Caul's huge body again, Calgar felt that it was not surprising that he could live for ten thousand years. The rumors were completely true.
"Assuming what you say is true, what do you do next?" Kalga asked.
"Armor the Primarch." Cawl put down the reliquary. "Under your watchful eyes."
"But...if there is no protection from the static force field..."
"The original body has tremendous vitality. Unless the stasis field is turned off for a whole day, your Ultramar, nothing will happen."
"So there are still risks?" Calgar could not accept the risks and still had many doubts in his mind.
Whether Caul's so-called armor is effective is a question.
In the ten thousand years since the Legion became a Chapter, many things have changed, but one thing has remained the same, and that is that all the descendants of the Thirteenth Primarch have never given up on healing the wounds of their Gene Father, not even in ten thousand years. Any results.
This matter is so difficult, how can it be easily solved by Caul's suit of armor.
"Believe in the sage, this is what he has been doing for ten thousand years, and it is his destined mission." Tigurias advised.
"We must be careful in this matter, brother Tigurias!" said Calga.
Kaur did not continue to persuade with words, but provided information for Calgar.
Armor information.
Information at the time when the agreement was concluded.
Images, information, files, records...
Kaul hopes that these things can help Calgar make correct judgments. He also believes in the judgment of the Lord of the Ultramarines. After all, the people in the Five Hundred Worlds of Ultramar are still reasonable.
Chapter 321 The Resurrection of the Original Body
After reading all the information, Calgar felt that Kaul's plan was quite convincing.
However, as a chapter leader, Calgar is used to being more cautious.
"Can you tell me each step in detail?" Calgar asked Caul, "Then give me some time, give Five Hundred Worlds some time, and we will discuss the feasibility of these steps."
Kaul did not respond immediately, and Tigurias also looked confused.
The latter knew what Caul's plan was. The best result was that Calgar believed it immediately and let Caul go ahead with it. Otherwise, there were some things in the plan that could not be stated clearly.
The prophesied war did not burn to the Five Hundred Worlds, and the people in the Hall of the Holy Sepulchre did not need to face the invaders. They surrounded Caul and had enough time and energy to focus on the sage.
Kaul glanced at the two aliens who followed him, then at the living saint, and finally his eyes fell on Calgar, and he could only begin to explain.
Turn off the stasis field, activate the holy box, and wait for the original body to be attached to the armor... These steps are quite normal. Although it has not been discussed by professionals, Calgar believes that it is feasible. Even if something goes wrong, it is within the controllable range. problems within.
But that's not all of the plan.
When Caul mentioned the people who came with him, he did not say that they were aliens, only that they needed a small operation on the original body.
"What kind of surgery?" Calga looked at the two men in black robes and felt that they were not serious doctors. "This step can be left to the pharmacists in the battle group. They are more professional."
"No... this operation needs more professional people to perform it, and the people I brought here are the most professional." Kaul shook his head.
Calga was silent for two seconds and suddenly felt something was wrong.
If this surgery is harmless and risk-free, why is Kaul so secretive...
After careful consideration, Calgar made a gesture of invitation: "Sage, please go to Macragge's chamber with us to continue discussions. If this is indeed feasible, we can quickly discuss a plan and then implement it."
Tigurias looked at Caul and shook his head.
He knew that Calgar just wanted to take Caul away to prevent him from doing anything inappropriate in front of the Gene Father.
Caul still hoped to convince Calgar, otherwise in the current situation where he was being stared at by everyone, he would really cause death if he tried hard. Even if his ax only injured one Space Marine, it would still be a bloodshed.
The even more terrifying consequence is that the Five Hundred Worlds of Ultramar are at odds with the Adeptus Mechanicus because of this incident.
Cawl hoped to convince Calgar to allow him to let him go, and then Evrene would quickly kill Guilliman and resurrect Guilliman in armor before anyone else could react.
But things didn't go that smoothly.
"Sage." Calgar glanced at the guards and continued to insist on asking Caul to leave the Hall of the Holy Sepulchre with him. "We can discuss it. You know that we are by no means unreasonable people. I sincerely hope that you can bring the Father of Genes to the throne." Resurrection, we just need a less risky option.”
The Guards had their weapons drawn.
"Backup plan!" Kaul suddenly looked at the alien he had brought.
The two aliens immediately tore off their black robes, took off their spirit bone devices, and rushed to the throne at an astonishing speed.
Eldar aliens.
No other alien can be this fast.
"What are you doing?" Calgar asked angrily, "You actually brought aliens into such a sacred place!"
Calgar did not send his entourage for close inspection out of respect for the Sage, but in exchange for this respect, Cawl brought the alien into the Hall of the Holy Sepulchre.
"My name is not Alien, I have a name." The female alien walked to the stasis field, pulled out her sword and pointed it at Guilliman. As soon as the stasis field was closed, she could immediately strike Guilliman with the sword, "My name is Alien." Just me, Evelyn."
When Calgar was about to kill Eveleene with a bomb, Tigurius stood in front of Eveleene, holding the scepter and facing his fighting brothers.