The Death of the Prophets

Containment Control Begins with Umbrella

The space inside the sanctuary was not as cramped as it appeared from outside. On the contrary, the first floor of the sanctuary was spacious.

At present, the sanctuary hall was filled with the corpses of Jiralhanae guards whose armor was colored yellow and red, and whose helmets bore enormous crests.

The ones responsible for covering the place in blood, limbs, and chunks of flesh were Kolax and the Custodes, the Raven Guard Astartes, and the elite Sangheili.

At the end of the hall.

The three "ostriches" seated in hovering wheelchairs faced the Astartes and elites covered in bloodstains and scraps of flesh. All three were so terrified that they slumped limply in their wheelchairs.

These three ostriches were none other than the three Hierarchs who held supreme power over the Covenant: Prophet of Sorrow, Prophet of Mercy, and Prophet of Truth.

Just then.

William entered the sanctuary, escorted by a large number of Jaws and Custodes. With both hands behind his back, he slowly made his way into the hall.

Accompanying William were Angel Keisha, Saum in brown-gold armor, and several silver-helmeted elites.

"Whoa...!"

Seeing that the Prophets, who had once stood high above everyone else, now looked as though they had wet themselves in terror, Saum could not help commenting:

"These pieces of trash are nothing but nutritionally worthless chunks of meat without our protection and that of the Jiralhanae. And they're the kind that are unbelievably lazy, too."

As Saum complained, the Jaws captain accompanying William immediately translated his words for him.

"Heh." After hearing the translation, William shook his head with a smile and said to Saum:

"According to the records in our ruins, the Prophet Clan was not born sitting limply in 'wheelchairs.' Their spines were not as bent as