Entering the dark cavern, countless identification systems surreptitiously verify the identity of those who enter.

As soon as there is a problem, they initiate a defensive process and send a signal to the court.

Identities were verified, and the muzzle of the gun was raised by the hidden weapon.

After about half an hour of walking through the downward corridor, they finally came to the sanctuary located underground.

In the empty underground sanctuary, purple crystals were placed everywhere.

They are large and small, whole and broken.

These crystals are a specialty of the planet, serving as shielding and camouflage.

Whether it's a psyker or a cruiser's detection device, scanning it will make you think it's just a normal layer of underground rock.

This natural mineral is also one of the reasons why the Inquisition chose it as a place to guard.

Verda led them to the end of the sanctuary, where a sarcophagus lay on a circular platform.

Verda walked over to the sarcophagus and was relieved to examine it.

Nothing out of the ordinary, He was still sealed in the sarcophagus.

Verda stroked the ancient runes on the sarcophagus with a complicated expression.

"Angel".

This is the real name of the thing she is responsible for guarding.

It was created by the Emperor during the War of Terra Unification, before the creation of the original form.

He was created to banish the demon prince Farragootra, who was ravaging Terra at the time.

The "Angel" is about three meters seven tall, with a pair of snow-white wings on its back, and a halo of spiritual energy all over its body.

He carried a blue flaming sword with him, capable of destroying entire cities and armies in a matter of seconds, leaving only a faint trail of flames in his path.

Physical attacks could not kill Him, nor could psychic attacks affect Him, and the soul of any psyker who attempted to do so was shattered on its own.

When faced with the enemies of Chaos, the "Angel" is a near-invincible existence.

But He also has a huge flaw, and that is his attachment to purity and pathology.

A city called Kolanis was simply passed by by demons, and without any inspection, the "angels" decided that they were no longer pure, and wiped out the entire population of the city in a very short time.

If left unchecked, the "Angels" will probably identify all intelligent beings in the entire galaxy as potential chaos molecules and eliminate them.

To avoid this horrific consequence, the Emperor lured the demon prince into the sarcophagus using his flesh and blood as bait.

Then activate the locks and enchantments to seal the "angel" inside.

For some unknown reason, the Emperor did not destroy Him, but buried him somewhere in the galaxy.

After the rebellion of Horus, the demon prince Farragootra is reborn with the help of a radical inquisitor.

In order to fight against this ancient demon, which even the emperor could not completely kill, the Inquisitors of the Purists and Radicals teamed up to find the "Angel" and release him from the sarcophagus.

The Angel immediately slashed at his nemesis and stabbed the Demon Prince through the body with his flaming sword, knocking it to the ground and smashing it into a massive crater.

Then He began to attack the Inquisitors who were present, because He felt that they were very easy to fall.

Fortunately, the inquisitors were prepared and threw the remains of the demon prince into the sarcophagus, sealing the "angel" once again.

Afterwards, the sarcophagus was guarded by the purists and the radicals in turn.

And Verda is the "coffin keeper" of this term, the senior inquisitor of the Purity faction.

"I must transport Him with you."

The Inquisitor said solemnly.

She trusted no one but the emperor, not even herself.

"Yes, Madam Inquisitor. Just by doing so, you'll need to spend a long time at the palace. ”

Mallo reminded.

"It is my honor to be able to bask in the glory of the emperor up close."

Verda insisted.

The Emperor's light shone across the Night's Eclipse, and the golden door of light opened again.

As a Nibelungen created by the White King Half-breed drawing the power of the Holy Remains, the Eclipse of the Night is the same size as the whole of Tokyo.

The Nibelungen they had entered before could not be compared, either in size or stability.

In the same way, the power of the Emperor's ability to descend has also increased dramatically.

Chu Zihang is very much looking forward to what kind of holy oracle the great human lord will descend.

The golden light portal began to fluctuate, and a rectangular thing was sent here from another universe.

"A coffin?"

Chu Zihang was a little puzzled, did he want to tell them to carry the coffin and fight to the death?

He immediately dispelled such an idea, so that the Holy Emperor would not do such a boring thing.

Lu Mingfei was also a little puzzled, but he still stepped forward and listened to the emperor's holy message.

This time, the emperor did not communicate with his grand will, but directly engraved some knowledge directly into Lu Mingfei's mind.

Immediately, the Eclipse of the Night began to collapse rapidly.

This time, the rejection of the real universe was much more violent than before, and even the Emperor's Light could not support it for too long.

Everyone didn't have time to ask more, and immediately pushed the sarcophagus with Lu Mingfei and walked into the light gate.

Back in real Tokyo, the old streets are still so quiet and decaying.

Uesugi Koshi's house cart was still piled up there, but no one was going to push it anymore.

Yuan Zhinu looked at the house trolley, and a few tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

The first time he saw his father, he didn't expect it to be the last.

"Why are you crying?"

Eri Uesugi held up a small notebook and asked curiously.

She was a little concerned about this man who looked almost exactly like her brother.

Gen Zhinu smiled reluctantly and touched her head.

Whether to tell Eri the truth or not, he didn't think about it, so let his brother make a decision.

"What the hell is this weather?"

Fingal was woken up by the torrential rain and couldn't help but complain.

At this time, Tokyo seemed to be the end of the world, and torrential rain poured from the sky to the earth.

The black, oppressive thunderclouds were so low that they seemed to be pressed overhead, and the non-stop thunder overlooked the hustle and bustle of the city, and the blinding electric light was brighter than any neon sign.

The river also began to rise, and in the face of such extreme weather, the Iron Dome Temple, known as an engineering miracle, could not do anything.

In the vicinity of Tokyo Bay, a tsunami is hitting the city, and ships that have not had time to stop in a sheltered harbor are struggling in the uncontrolled sea, and the faces of the crew are full of panic and fear.

The ground in Tokyo is shaking abnormally, and there are even cracks in the streets that have fallen into disrepair.

"The elements are out of balance, and this is likely to continue for a while."

Yuan Zhinu said.

As the owner of the Imperial Blood, he has a much sharper sense of the elements than the average half-blood.

The White King unleashes all sorts of high-risk spirits almost frantically, making a mess of the elements of the Night Eclipse, and Tokyo is naturally no better than a reflection of reality.

If it weren't for Lu Mingfei's timely elimination of the White King, and the suppression of the Night Eclipse by the Emperor's might, Tokyo would have now fulfilled the Mayan prophecy.

Of course, people don't know what they've faced.

At most, they will use today's extreme weather as a talking point for the next few days, and then forget about it and continue with their ordinary routines.

"Back to Genji Heavy Industries."

Lu Mingfei pulled the sarcophagus and walked step by step towards the building, which looked particularly dark in the heavy rain.

(End of chapter)