The Bizarre Adventure of Tartaros Fleet

After a burst of impact, he stayed on the ground so that he didn't let himself hit the ground straight. It seemed that it was due to the damage caused by the electric current. He felt that all the muscles in his body could not be used.In front of him, the Jiralhani people saluted the three supreme bishops who had already been waiting in front, and said solemnly:

"Exalted Prophets, I have brought sinners."

The Prophet of Truth responded:

"You can step back, Tartarus." He waved his hand. "Take the Kirahani with you."

It's hard to say that this attitude is good, but the people of Jiralhani don't care about it:

"Yes."

Salute, leave, without delay, every action reveals admiration and loyalty.

Immediately after the three Kirahani had left, the gate was closed, leaving only Tir Vadami and the three prophets in the hall.It took a long time for Tier Vadami to recover. He stood up staggeringly, looked around, and this look shocked him——

On the wall next to it are square boxes, each with a nameplate, and the yellow light is so clear in the dim interior.The names lit up on each nameplate were familiar to him, every Sangheili had heard them.

That is the arbiter of all ages...

At this moment, the Prophet of Truth spoke:

"The parliament originally decided to hang you and then parade your body to the public." He bent his neck and said softly, "But in the end, I still have to make the decision. Do you know where you are?"

Thir Vadami replied:

"The Mausoleum of the Arbiter."

He could already guess what would happen next—the Covenant was in crisis now, and it would be the turn of a new Arbiter, just like it had happened many times in history.They suppressed the rebellion of the wild boar orcs, tamed the hunters, more than 160 arbitrators, and led the Star Alliance out of more than 160 difficulties.

Next, is it your turn to take on this heavy responsibility?

"That's right, it is the arbitrators of all ages who are resting here," the voice of the Prophet of Truth interrupted his thinking, "Whenever the family reaches the point of life and death, a new arbitrator will come again."

This may be the only chance to cleanse his reputation. For a Sangheili, glory and victory are all.To be able to get a chance to show one's ambition by death when everything is irreversible... It's not a loss if you think about it carefully.Indeed, he had suffered something that he should not have suffered, which made him feel very unfair.He was afraid that he would die in disgrace, but if he could become an arbiter... his death would not be the end and regret, but the last step to wash away his stigma.

If this is his own destiny, then he should accept it honestly.The former super commander knelt on the ground, his four-petal mouth trembled a few times:

"Even on my knees before them, I am still insignificant."

The three prophets looked at each other, and they all saw satisfaction in each other's eyes.

Tier Vadami is indeed flexible, brave and witty, but he is very honest - as a traditional Sangheili, he values ​​the glory of himself and his family, so if you ask him for this, this Sangheili A person can do anything.

"You took the blame you deserved, but the council is overheated." The Prophet of Mercy next to him spoke, his voice sounded as if he was his old friend for many years, "You shouldn't die like this."

"What am I worth?

"Of course you are useless now, but when you become an arbiter, the situation will be different."

Following his voice, a metal container slowly descended from the top of the hall, and opened in a burst of white mist - floating in the light was a set of silver-white armor.That set of armor is very different from the ones used now. The current standard armor has a simpler structure and a larger coverage area for the sake of defensive performance and modularity.And this set of arbitrator armor has shadows of the old era everywhere. The armor pieces cover the chest and the back of the neck, and the breastplate is also slightly smaller. imprint.

This is the armor worn by the arbitrators of the past dynasties. The performance has a certain gap with the armor that has been continuously improved to adapt to the needs of the battlefield, but it is not only the armor that protects the arbitrators, but also the will and faith.

"What did Parliament say?"

"This is an extremely dangerous suicide mission. You will sacrifice your life like the previous arbitrators, and the council will collect your body."

That's fine, as it should be.

Till Vadami endured the pain in his body, walked to the container and took off the helmet from above—this silver-white helmet was lighter and thinner than expected.He looked at it for a moment, took a deep breath, and put the helmet on his head.

Suddenly, he felt his eyes blur.

Something trickled down the Arbiter's helmet, as if a handful of hot water had been sprinkled on top of his head.Till Vadami didn't even have time to wonder, the warm feeling seeped into his scalp.It passed through the entire head at a very high speed, and the aftermath it brought vibrated in the cranial cavity, causing a strange itching sensation, and a strange and piercing creaking sound crashed into the brain along with severe visions.

The overwhelming dizziness made Till Vadami flustered, and he tried to take off the helmet that must have something wrong.But as soon as the arm was raised, the strange feeling suddenly disappeared without a trace, and even the pain caused by the electric current on the body was swept away, only the burn marks were still slightly tingling.

what's going on?

Tier Vadami... No, the arbiter of the letter found that his eyes seemed to be able to see more clearly, and his muscles were stronger than before.Why?It must not be because of faith. Faith does not have the ability to change the laws of physics. Could it be that this armor is equipped with some pioneer creations?

That's right, the armor worn by the arbitrators of the past dynasties can be used until now, and it can still meet the requirements of combat. If you say that it is just a set of ordinary armor, I'm afraid it doesn't make sense.Maybe the secrets here are only known by top prophets and those who become arbitrators?This directly leads to the fact that this secret will never be known to others.

The arbiter took a deep breath, calmed down his violent heartbeat, then looked into the eyes of the Prophet of Truth and said:

"Please give me the task of destiny."

"You've got to investigate, the missing Fleet of Valor and Prudence, and the truth about 'that force'."

"Yes."

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Three San'Symite prelates in black armor entered the already cordoned off block.These fighters are San Sims, but they don't give the impression of ordinary San Sims.Their bodies are not thin and weak, this is due to the transformation they have undergone - after these chosen ones entered the sacred oath, the Prime Minister used the machine of the Forerunner to change their genes, strengthen their minds and bodies Quality, so that they can wear special armor to fight the enemy, even if they are alone against several high-level elites, they can retreat completely.

However, the technology of the forerunners is very precious, and not every San'Shim has the physique that can undergo such strengthening without dying halfway, so the number of high-ranking priests of San'Shim has always been low, and they are rarely sent to on the battlefield.They only defend the interests of the San'Shium in the City of Fraternity, but even so, anyone who knows these precious warriors knows how deadly they are.

Among the weak San Sims there will be fierce people who can face the elite head-on, and among the Grunts there are also monsters that can grow to two meters high and can box with ghost-faced beasts... It can only be said that the San Sims and the San Sims People, Guru people and Guru people cannot be generalized. (far eye)

But these most elite, true 'Prophet's Blades' stepped into the block, and when they saw the four bodies lying on the street, everyone showed a bewildered expression on their faces under their helmets.

Big trouble...

There were two Sangheili warriors who fell on the ground. They were the bodyguards assigned to guide the Prophet. They were killed by the Kirahani assassins as planned. Judging from the wounds, they didn't even react.In the plan, the assassins of Kirahani were selected here to kill the bodyguards and guide the prophet in one go, and then retreat. Afterwards, when the high-ranking priest came to investigate the death of the guide prophet, it could be concluded that the hero was killed by the Sanheili energy sword. beheaded' conclusion.

This will not only get rid of the guiding prophet who was judged as 'heretical crime' by the three prophets, but also guide the suspicion of the murderer to the Sangheili.In recent years, the Sanheili's desire for power has been rising like a tide. Coupled with the perennial wars, the prestige they created in the flames of war has become a trend that threatens the San'Shium people.The Sangheili must be suppressed, and even the Jiralhanis should be replaced by the Sangheili when necessary...

That was the plan, but things didn't go according to plan at all.

Both of the Kirahani died here, and not in a normal way.

"Mission failed, Senior Priest Tem Bitek." A senior priest squatted beside the corpse, he observed the wound carefully, and greeted his companions, "Judging from the traces... it was the energy sword that killed them, and Needle gun."

The high priest named Tem Bitek walked over and watched as his companions used a knife to cut the bullet holes in the body of the Jiralhanis - the bullets fired penetrated the muscles of the Jiralhanis and entered The abdominal cavity, and exploded inside, blowing the inside into a mess.The bullet hole is small, but the wound inside is surprisingly large.

He shook his head and said:

"Senior Priest Laltai, the wound from the needle gun is not like this."

The wound of the acupuncture gun is very recognizable. After the needle bullet hits the target, a large hole will be blown on the surface of the body, but this one in front of him is different.The incoming bullet hole was very small and there was no additional breakage in the skin, only massive bruising from the internal damage.

Laltai picked out a small fragment from the fuzzy flesh and handed it to High Priest Tem Bitek:

"Look at this."

Senior Priest Tem Bitek took a look and immediately recognized what it was - lying in his palm was a purple crystal that was not even as big as a fingernail:

"A fragment of a crystal needle?" He said in surprise, "But I've never seen this kind of specification..."

As a needle bomb, its plane is too small, and so is the power of the explosion, so it is difficult to kill the enemy quickly on the battlefield.But on the other hand, this small warhead is very concealed.After it penetrated into the body, it couldn't cause much damage and didn't make much movement, but it could easily kill a person.In other words, this is a weapon specially used for assassination...

High Priest Tem Bitek immediately tensed up, his enhanced brain allowed him to think quickly.

"I'm afraid we're in trouble. It wasn't his bodyguards who did it. It was other people who were there... report to the Prophet, and the others continue to investigate." He waved his hand, "Go to the armory and factory, and investigate the direction of weapon parts in the recent period !Go to the Kigyar people, this is similar in design to some of the weapons they use, go now!"

"Yes!"

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Just after sending off the new generation of arbitrators, the Prophet of Truth learned of a tragic murder that just happened on a quiet street.

"hiss……"

Listening to the reports of the high priests, his face was wrinkled into a bun.The Prophet of Sorrow next to him knew he was broken when he saw him like this:

"I'm afraid it can't be solved?"

"No, but it proves one thing." The Prophet of Truth clenched his fist with his right hand and slammed it hard on the armrest of his throne. "That means that the Prophet of Guidance knows everything, and he has a helper."

If he didn't know, then he wouldn't take precautions, and he would be killed directly just now.Then I just need to throw the blame on the Sangheili, just grab anyone and let him confess, and he can suppress those four-mouthed guys.And even if he really took precautions, he couldn't resist the attack of the elite Kirahani assassins, so just follow the above operation.

No one thought that he could really survive.

"Damn it...you have to get rid of this group of people quickly."

"If we knew this would happen, we should have let him die on the boat!"

This sentence can only say so.

The people on the Special Justice Fleet belonged to Till Vadami, and even with the Prophet's Eye in charge of monitoring, there was no way to do anything on board.And it seems feasible to let the returning ship go one less way, but the information about the ring belt and human beings sent back before shows another thing, that is, a new arbitrator is really needed now.Unfortunately, Tir Vadami, who is on the same ship as the guide of the Prophet, is currently the only candidate to be the Arbiter.

In fact, in the final analysis, I don't have many choices in my hands, and every choice has negative effects.

"What's the use of talking about it now." The Prophet of Truth said somewhat dejectedly, "Let the fleet enter the highest alert state, and the city of fraternity must not make any mistakes. Then continue to increase the pressure on humans, we have to find a way to get the ring back ——There is an envoy still active on it, which is too dangerous. If necessary, we can even... destroy the ring."

The Prophet of Mercy protested restlessly:

"This is too blasphemy..."

"Do you still believe in God? Should you wake up? After the incident on the Dreadnought, do you still believe in these things?"

"..."

In the end, all that remained was a long sigh.Although none of them said it out loud, the three of them knew in their hearts that the Star Alliance would definitely not be peaceful for a while.

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Chapter 1040 Chapter 79: It's almost time to start selling (convinced)

Eridanus ε Galaxy, UNSC Military Restricted Area 01478-B, Reach Star

It was eerily quiet on the shooting range.The air here should have been full of noise: the intermittent screeching of automatic weapons firing, the yelling of soldiers in combat training, and the cursing of instructors.John-117 frowned, and drove the Warthog past the checkpoint.

The silence on the training ground made his heart restless.But what was even more disturbing were the extra security guards.Today, there are three times as many soldiers and police patrolling the gate as usual. In addition to the army wearing UNSC combat uniforms, there are also those he has seen on the ring belt, wearing red-bottomed gold-rimmed power armor, whose height does not seem to match his own Up and down fighters.

They are at the door, with chainsaw swords hanging on their waists, and the linear red viewfinder on the helmet gives a sense of chill.

It is not surprising that these Tartarus soldiers are here, because there is a very important task here today-the technicians of the Consolidation Department brought their technology here to communicate with the UNSC. There are not many people involved, but everyone is looking forward to it.Any soldier will want the weapon in his hand to be more useful, whether he is the captain of a battleship or a marine on the front line holding a rifle and fighting for his life.

And the technology of the Ministry of Consolidation is very likely to make the whole war go in a different direction.John-117 couldn't help but think of many years ago, not long after the war broke out, he, Kelly and Sam went to destroy the Star Alliance battleship.During the operation, Sam was hit by a blast of plasma, which burned through his Mjolnir armor. Although he was not seriously injured at the time, the breach in the armor could not be sealed. Enter the vacuum of the universe and leave the battleship about to explode.

He stayed there forever.

This has become an unforgettable memory in John-117's heart.As much as he longed to fight alongside Sam to the last drop of blood, he knew he had to set an example for the other Spartans—he had to live and wait for the next fight.

If the Mjolnir armor had shields instead of just a reflective coating, he would have been able to get out of there.So far, too many people have died in this war, those I know, those I don’t know, and the marines who trusted me, and the comrades who fought side by side with me... If you have better equipment, don’t say Certainly, at least more people will be able to return to their barracks alive, and return to their companions.

He was now very much looking forward to what the Consolidation Department would bring.

"Your heart rate is a little high." Cortana's voice sounded in her ears, sounding teasing, "Are you looking forward to this? During the ring belt, the man driving the giant robot seemed to be very interested in you." Interest. Maybe they prepared a small gift for you, such as the little doll of the robot?"

That giant robot is really impressive, because it doesn't look like something that will appear on the battlefield at all... Of course, those mechanical dragons that meow and meow are even less likely to appear on the battlefield thing.Is that a creature?Or mechanical?John-117 just doesn't get it.But the characteristic of the Spartan warrior is that if you don't understand it, then don't think too much for the time being, just focus on completing the task.

The life of a Spartan warrior is so simple and rough. (nod)