"...Divine Emperor...Is this your power..."
Mikel first realized what giant phobia was. When he tried to move his attention away from the gradually enlarged super warship, attention was behind it, and other shapes gradually emerged, as if the shadows of the fortress half-drown by sea water grew piece by piece from the fog.
Finally, when he reached a certain height, he saw its true color, silver-gray, a silver-gray mountain floating in the void, a faint light flashing deep in the mountains, and lumen lines flowing in huge canyons and caves.
Mikara gasped, as if receiving a giant beast's gaze, his eyes fixed on a huge turret. It was so huge that it looked like a city with a crossed double sword carved on it.
What kind of divine power and great power can create such a magnificent thing?
Is this the power of an angel?
Soon, the shuttle slid into a glittering canyon and plunged head-on into the cave below.
Red and green lumens flashed continuously on the smooth metal wall. After flying for hundreds of meters, an archway rose in front, embedded on the wall. The thick alloy explosion-proof door had risen. At the same time, the gravitational traction on both sides of the arches took effect, allowing the shuttle that closed the engine to slide silently into the designated channel.
After going deeper for more than a hundred meters, the shuttle slowly landed on a platform, and then the platform rose.
At this time, Mikel had already arrived at the door of the shuttle. Behind him were ten honor guards wearing thick red military coats, black pointed helmets, and spears. Two of them were flag bearers, one holding the sky eagle flag representing the governor of the planet, and the other holding the eagle emblem authorized by the High Lord Terra.
As the hatch opened with the slight friction of metal, Mikel took a deep breath, his eyes swept back and forth in the scene of the descending ramp exposed, closing his lips and teeth tightly, and his fingers placed on the hilt of the sword.
"calm."
He said to himself in a very light voice:
"calm."
Then he repeated it again, then nodded slightly, moved his hand away from the sword, straightened his body, and nodded again.
This is a bright and spacious apron, with a welcoming team under the ramp, but it is not accurate to say that the team is because there are very few people, but there is one very prominent existence.
He was a real giant, wearing heavy silver-gray armor, with a shiny eagle emblem on his chest, holding a spear, with a sign of crossing swords on his shoulder armor, and a few terrifying skulls tied with thin iron chains. It looked like some kind of beast, not only on the shoulder armor, but also on the other party's waist and wrists were decorated with huge claws and teeth, bringing a sense of wildness and fierceness.
Because he did not wear a helmet, Mikel could see the other person's face, a wide and hard face, a small scar on his chin, a black hair and a pair of black eyes. On his side were four monks wearing brown robes, holding incense burners in their hands, and there were a unique symbol on their backs, like a burning black sun.
Mikel stalked down the ramp and came to the other side.
"I am the commander-in-chief of the Guard appointed by Governor Yuri Olikov Pechinka, Mikel Kolostoy, and I have received and responded to the call of the Chief of the Governor of Nassen, the commander of Soshyan Alexei."
As the shuttle cabin door closed, a hiss seemed to be heard in the darkness, and a cold breath brushed through his skin.
The towering Astart looked at him, then nodded, and said in a slightly accented high Gothic language:
"I am a sergeant of the First Company of the Astral Knights. Hammer, the commander of the battle group, asked me to come here to welcome you. Please come with me."
A short response, without any polite words, without any respect, and of course without any contempt, then the other party turned around and started walking.
Mikel didn't say anything, so he followed.
Leaving the apron, they entered a cabin where a train with a streamlined appearance was parked. Everyone walked in. During the process, the Astat never spoke. Mikel didn't know whether to speak, so he could only look out the window calmly.
The high-speed train seemed to be sliding in a vacuum tube, and in less than thirty seconds they were sent to their destination. There was a huge hall here, taller than the Governor's Palace that Mikel had seen. However, the Governor's Palace was always lively, with the whispers of servants, the ticking of many clocks, and the shouts of the messenger.
But here, everything seemed so quiet, except for the slight noise of the artificial wind passing through the flag, without the noise disturbance.
The silver brackets were filled with burning candles, the light of flames rippled on the smooth walls, Mikel smelled some plants in the smoke, and the towering roof was supported by rows of black stone pillars, depicting many scenes of war, and occasionally mortals in gray robes were seen passing through the pillars.
Then they took another transportation, passed several halls, and arrived at the destination. A tall arch led to a long corridor. Four soldiers in thick Terminators were guarding outside the arch. Mikel's guard of honor could only stop outside. He walked into the corridor with Gomo alone.
On both sides of the corridor are many exquisite oil paintings. Mikel carefully examines these pictures, and there is a common person here.
A heroic warrior who was obviously much taller than other Astartes always stood in the center of the picture, either stepping on a pile of green corpses, holding a long sword, or waving his weapons to rush into the black giants wearing thorny armor, or being surrounded by warriors holding weapons and firing outwards, raising his fists to the sky, surrounded by strange and terrifying creatures...
Seeing this, Mikel already knew it.
At the end of the corridor, a simple bronze-like door slowly opened, revealing a wider palace, with several layers, each of which was placed with a large number of equipment and operating tables that Mikel could not recognize. At the end was a huge observation window divided into several pieces, and you could see a blue orb with green sphere slowly rotating.
And in the most conspicuous part of this magnificent space, there was a silver throne, and a giant wearing gorgeous armor sat upright. This armor made Mikel difficult to describe in any language, because it exceeded his cognition. He could not imagine what craft he could make such a magnificent thing except the power of God, especially the other party's helmet. The beast-swallowing shape gave people a strong visual impact. Combined with the emotionless mask, it seemed that there was really a sacred giant beast staring at him.
Chapter completed!