Dante...... You're too young......"

"There are certain things you didn't know about 10,000 years ago, and if I didn't wake up every time I was faced with a bunch of things that I needed to deal with, I would talk to you about things 10,000 years ago."

St. Giles spoke.

Dante nodded.

When he wanted to ask the Father of Genes what he thought the purpose of those aliens suddenly appeared, he suddenly became keenly aware of the changes around him.

Everyone coming and going on the command deck suddenly stopped, as if time had stood still.

It's like the entire command deck has been stripped out of time.

Then the portholes in front of the command deck began to crack, but it was clearly not really shattered, as there was no strong vacuum in its place.

Apparently some strange incomprehensible space technology hangs over here.

After the porthole shattered, a road slowly emerged, and a larger vision emerged.

Tall necromantic warriors armed with shields and spears lined the road.

At the end of the road was the top of the pyramid of the incomparably large half-moon-shaped ship, where a throne and more necromancy stood, looking very solemn and majestic.

Then, a familiar alien slowly walked along the road.

Dante quickly recognized it as the Grand Magistrate he had ever seen.

"Please." The Grand Magistrate made a gesture of please.

In an environment created by incomprehensible space technology, the only thing that St. Giles and Dante could do was follow, but they both knew that the alien leader on the throne would not do anything to them, so they did not fight to find a path.

St. Giles and Dante set out on the road and walked towards the throne.

A Blackstone device capable of enhancing the influence of subspace and weakening the power of the star god emerges along the path, ensuring that St. Giles is not expelled from his living metal shell.

Finally, father and son came to the throne and looked up at the king who sat on it.

They must look up, for the throne is set on a very high step.

And sitting on the throne is a necronomic sitting upright with many ornaments on its body.

"You've been honored." The Grand Magistrate held his skull high, "The honor of saluting the greatest and last noblest Lord of Silence, Szarak!" ”

Szarak sat on his throne and looked down at St. Giles and Dante without saying a word, and there could be no expression on his face.

It didn't look like a threat, if you didn't look at the Praetorian guards around it who were taller than Perturabo...... But it just exudes a majestic but prosaic contradictory momentum.

But for all its majesty, St. Giles and Dante knew very well that it was a replica.

It's like Tarasin who always uses clones to smooth things.

A fleet of this magnitude and force is not worthy of Szarak's true body.

"Exercising your privilege." The Grand Magistrate commanded St. Giles and Dante in a cold, bland electronic voice.

Szarak didn't speak, and it wasn't for nothing that it was called the Lord of Silence.

Dante didn't salute last time, and what he was thinking about now was whether this guy was linked to Szarak as a substitute for Szarak or what......

"Dante of the Holy Blood Angels, and the genetic ancestor of the Holy Blood Angels." For the third time, the Grand Magistrate emphasized, "You ......"

The words were interrupted.

Szarak, seated on the throne, only shook his hand twice, and the Grand Magistrate finished his own broadcast.

Then the Grand Magistrate no longer asked the two to salute, but ordered the samurai next to him to shape chairs for the two out of thin air.

Like the Tyrone's creation magic, the two chairs were created to fit the body types of Dante and St. Giles and were very comfortable.

"The greatest and last noblest Lord of Silence." The Grand Magistrate said, "I ask you, where is your main fleet?" ”

"The main fleet is still on its way." St. Giles replied.

"The greatest and last noblest Lord of Silence." The Grand Magistrate said, "Ask you, the guy who doesn't know if it's a human or a star god, and he's still in your main fleet?" ”

St. Giles hesitated.

"The greatest and last noblest Lord of Silence." The High Magistrate said, "It is your prerogative, its grace, and its glory, that you must answer the questions of the greatest and last noblest King of Silence." ”

Dante immediately said, "I know that it is great, and I know that it is the last and noblest Lord of Silence, do you want to show that you are working hard?" ”

"Barbarians." The Grand Magistrate looked at Dante with contempt, "You have no manners to speak of. ”

"Of course we have etiquette." Dante stood up and looked at Szarak, "But your greatest, last and noblest king is not our king. ”

The Grand Magistrate's gaze skipped directly over Dante and looked at St. Giles: "The Lord of Silence feels that you are still the most suitable person to be the leader of the human species, whether it is compared to your father who plays with witchcraft, or to the guy who doesn't know if it is a human or a star god. ”

St. Giles squeezed out a smile that seemed as friendly as possible, then shook his head.

"The Lord of Silence wants to warn you." The High Magistrate added, "You must be careful of the one who does not know whether it is a man or a god, for the Star God has destroyed the race of the Death-Dreads with a sweet lie, and I hope you will realize that the sweetness you are enjoying now may be the beginning of the greatest suffering in the future." ”

St. Giles looked at Szarak.

It was a moment before he spoke.

"I respect your king, 10,000 years ago and still now, but I can't agree with that."

"I know what happened to you, and I sympathize with you, and I once privately warned my brother not to get too close to a star god."

"But he is really making things better, and in the Baal that I can't change, he's set up another human power to solve the problem of the Bal's mutations, and they're helping some of the noblest of my children."

When St. Giles said this, Szarak adjusted his sitting position slightly, and leaned back on the armrest of the throne.

The Grand Magistrate said, "It is but the sweetness before the tribulation, as the Lord of Silence meant, and the Star Gods have defeated desperately powerful enemies for the Fear of the Dead, and in the end they have also drunk our sweet souls, turning us into beings like you see?" ”

"So what did you decide to do?" St. Giles asked, "Let me be the guide with Dante and take you to the main fleet to destroy your old enemy?" If so, you don't need to talk to me about this, just use your magical technology to go back to your fleet before it appears, and take back your help! ”

(End of chapter)