Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

Yiyanna walked through the arc-shaped arch and walked into the long corridor. This corridor is still full of the style of the Iyangden Eldar Tribe, with golden phoenix patterns and exquisite wooden furniture. This antique architectural structure is full of The exotic atmosphere.

The silver moonlight shines into the corridor from the gap between the phoenix feather patterns. The moonlight casts on the table and the wall like silver sand. Yiyana walked forward in a fiery red feather dress. To be honest, Yiyang Den It is a very distinctive one among many Arks. For example, many of them have red hair.

But Yiyanna is also the most unique among them. Her hair color is truly fiery red, as gorgeous as a nirvana phoenix. With her long dress, it looks like a real phoenix is ​​moving forward.

Yiyanna walked to the disc door at the end of the corridor. Here stood two Eldar warriors holding long-handled swords. The feather decorations on their heads hung from the back of their heads. The flickering energy blades were as hot as the sun. A striking light is projected into the dark space.

The two Phoenix guards watched Yiyanna coming. They nodded to the prophet and then raised their long-handled blades to the sides. They tapped the ends of the long handles on the ground, and the lines on the ends of the long handles lit up instantly. , its shining firelight projected on the ground also caused a series of chain reactions.

From the ground to the door pillars, the lines on the door surface lit up one by one, and the fiery red light instantly lit up the entire end of the dark corridor.

The circular door slid open all around, and Yiyanna walked in. She came to the inner hall and looked at Vito, who was lying leisurely on the sofa.

The latter was eating a fruit produced by the Eldar, a purple fruit called Moon Juice Country. Vito didn't know how this ghost thing was grown, but it was indeed delicious and the sweet juice was delicious. It was refreshing, and Vito happened to have a special fondness for sweets.

The door behind Iyana closed, and the latter walked to the sofa and looked at Vito. The latter watched jokingly as Iyana picked up another fruit from the fruit plate and handed it to Iyana.

The latter shook his head slightly and refused, while Vito shrugged and then took two or three bites of his own food. He lay on the sofa looking like a lazy seal, "Is it time to visit the prison?" "I don't think this is a prison, Vito." "To Constantine." Yiyanna said, indeed, this place is very different from a traditional prison. What I mean is that ordinary prisons do not have comfortable recliners, sofas, round soft beds, etc., right?

Vito is now in a gorgeous guest room, obviously prepared for guests. Every piece of furniture is full of the craftsmanship style of the Eldar, exquisite and comfortable. It can be seen that even after the great fall for so long, they have no feelings for themselves. The inheritance of craftsmanship has not been left behind either.

"Dear Yiyanna, you don't need to call me by my full name when we get along in private, right? To be honest, I feel embarrassed every time someone calls me by my full name."

Vito sat up and rubbed the back of his head, while Yiyanna looked at him and still looked serious, "This is not your real name, Vito, whether it is a surname or a given name."

"Maybe, Yiyanna, you know I have lived too long, so my name has been changed too many times. To be honest, I have even forgotten the original name, just like that old bastard."

Vito pointed to the sofa chair beside him. It was obvious that he still regarded this place as his own home. He naturally acted like a host entertaining guests, "Aren't you tired after standing all day?"

Iyana sighed and lifted up her skirt and sat on the chair. Vito made no secret that he was looking at the inner thighs of Iyana. The latter rolled his eyes and covered it, "Can you be more serious?" "Can't, you know."

Vito smiled and leaned on the sofa, weighing the fruit on hand, "By the way, dear, how old are you now? I still remember when you were a little girl, oh, you were so bluffing back then."

Yiyanna's mind inexplicably recalled the first time she met Vito, and it was not a good memory.

The prophetess cleared her throat and signaled Vito to turn his head. The latter was as casual as ever. He rested his head on the backrest and looked at the moonlight outside the window. "Ask, I know you are here to interrogate me."

"Vito, I'm not here to interrogate you." "I know, but you ask."

Yiyanna sighed and lifted her fiery red hair from her ears, "What on earth is that old bastard Eldarad going to do? He really didn't tell you?"

Vito knew that he didn't need to worry about monitoring. First of all, this was a guest room, and it was unlikely that a bug would be installed. Besides, the Eldar would not disdain the use of bugs, a despicable "human behavior".

To be honest, these long-eared idiots always waste a lot of opportunities and many more reliable methods because of their arrogance. They persistently pursue decency and civilization, and the final result does not look very good, but no matter what It seems like a good thing now.

"No, that magician came over and told me a lot about my destiny. In the final analysis, he just wanted me to get back on the chessboard and win this game."

Vito took another bite of the fruit, and the sweet juice spurted out. He chewed it with endless aftertaste, and began to wonder if Lily and her sister felt the same way when they ate Eldar souls, and then he might be able to understand them.

At least when it comes to eating.

"What does he want you to do?" "Honey, aren't you a prophet too? A guesser?" "You know I hate guessing too, Vito, so just tell me."

Vito smiled at this interesting Eldar girl. He sat up and pointed with his fingers, "That old charlatan came out of my dream and talked a lot to me, and commented on my private life and so on."

"Are you talking about Lilith?" Iyanna's expression suddenly became ugly, "Then I might repeat what he said." "So just shut up, okay?"

Vito continued, "Anyway, that old idiot told me that Abaddon is back and is ready to do what Horus didn't finish. Although Idala has always been superstitious and all prophecies sound like the end of the world, this time is a little different."

"What's the difference?" Iyanna asked, and Vito smiled and looked at her Beautiful eyes, pupils like the sun, "He only answered half of the riddle."

Iyangna frowned and lowered her head slightly. She was silent for a moment and leaned back on the sofa. She silently twisted her fingers around her fiery red hair, "Are you going to interfere in the affairs of mortals?"

Vito folded his arms and sighed. Iyangna looked at Vito with many things flashing in his eyes, "You know, if you go to Terra and dismiss the High Lords Council, and then you take power, there will be real changes, Vito."

"Humans don't need a god to dominate." "Vito, isn't this the case with the current empire?"

Vito fell silent for a long time, and Iyangna sighed softly.

"Vito, you know what Aidalad means. Whether you are willing to accept the facts or not, humans have been ruled by "God" for ten thousand years, and the worst thing is that he can't really lead the empire now, and those pests are doing those disgusting things in his name. He wants you to return to the chessboard not as a chess piece, but as a chess player."

Iyanna reached out and held the back of Vito's hand. The fragrance of the fiery red hair made him a little dizzy. Iyanna looked at Vito, "Humans need someone who can lead them, a real leader, a being who walks among them, whether it is a god or a man."

He didn't reply, didn't say a word, but sighed silently and smiled bitterly, "What about you? What else did Aidalad do that I don't know?"

Iyanna knew that Vito was changing the subject, but she didn't intend to delve into it. She sat back in her seat.

"That idiot stole almost all the remains of the Crystal Prophet in the Ark. Rumor has it that he worked with the Harlequin Troupe."

To be honest, Vito didn't feel strange. If there was anyone in the world who could steal things quietly without being discovered by the extremely sensitive Eldar, it would definitely be the group of psychopaths in the Harlequin Troupe.

Speaking of the sensitivity of the Eldar, Vito didn't know what it meant that the Eldar senses were three times more sensitive than humans at first, until he studied it in "practice".

He looked at Iyanna with a weird smile, and the latter rolled her eyes and covered her exposed calves, "You really don't know why he stole the Crystal Prophet? You know this is serious."

"Yes, I know, it's as exciting as someone going to the palace and stealing a rib of that old bastard from under the noses of the Imperial Guards."

Wow, Vito already had a picture. The angry expressions of the group of golden corns, especially Trajan, had already appeared in his mind.

"So?" Iyanna looked at Vito speechlessly. He knew that the latter was looking at his chest, and Vito obviously didn't intend to demonstrate. He even nodded slightly with satisfaction, "I really don't know. You know that old charlatan won't tell me the whole story. He will only tell me what I need to do. He told me a lot of things to find and do, and then he disappeared mysteriously."

To be honest, Aidalad is exactly the same as that old bastard in this aspect, and he is equally annoying.

"Looking for something? What?" Iyanna asked confusedly, and Vito smiled and shook his finger, "Dear, if I tell you, I will definitely tell your teacher, and then he will know how to stop me."

"No, I" "No, Iyanna, I know you."

Iyanna looked at Vito in front of her and sighed. He was right. Although Iyanna didn't want to admit it, Vito was indeed one of the few people who really understood her. The other one was Iris, but he was probably robbing someone with a pirate fleet somewhere in the galaxy, so the only one who really understood her here was the man in front of her.

Iyanna said as she took out the disc from her arms. Vito looked at the disc without saying anything. He leaned on the sofa with his arms folded. "Are you going to stop me?"

"I don't know yet." Iyanna said. She looked entangled. After all, this matter was very serious. Vito also knew that if Aidalad messed up, the future of the entire Eldar would be lost.

Although Vito didn't know what the old idiot was doing, just like he never knew what the golden old skeleton wanted to do, but Vito was like this. He often felt stupid. Really, he had been like this for so many years.

Even if he doubted them and questioned them, he would eventually support and help them. Why? It's simple, because they are friends, that simple.

"Anyway, Aidalad is not joking this time. If what he said is true, I must do what I must do, Iyanna, we all do."

He also knew that Iyanna also understood him, so there was no need to explain and understand each other. They had known it for a long time.

Yiyanna stood up and moved the disc with her fingers. She turned and walked towards the door of the room, "What are you going to do?"

"I want to run away, but I can't." Vito shook the bracelet on his hand. Of course, that ghost thing is not a decoration. It is a restraint that suppresses Vito's psychic energy and locks him up. The prosthetic equipment on his body is probably an upgraded version of shackles.

"Yes, you can't run away." Yiyanna said at the door with a smile. She turned to look at Vito on the sofa, who also looked at her, "What are you going to do? Convince the Great Prophet? You know this kind of thing? There will be no compromise.”

"I know, but I have to try."

"We all have a lot to decide, and so do you, Vito." After saying that, Iyanna walked out. She left the room and took Helen with her. She was still struggling. Vito could see that this girl It's always been like this.

But Vito didn't have a trace of anxiety. He stretched and tapped his arm with his fingers, and a faint purple halo lit up under his sleeves.

"Hey, hey, hey? Are you there?" Vito said in his heart, and he was answered by a burst of pleasant laughter.