Warhammer Inquisitor

There was no one in the silent cargo hold, only the packed boxes, and the airtight strange jars covered with canvas were silently stored in the dark, and the dim light shone in from the narrow window on one side, illuminating the Dim light shone in this lonely cabin.

But soon, the silence was broken, the grille window of the ventilation duct was pushed down, and the grid fell to the ground together with a black figure. It was a figure in a large windbreaker, he was steady and almost It landed on the ground without a sound, and the grid window held in his hand was calmly placed on the side of the box.

Vito looked around in the dark space. On his head was the hood that came with the judge's windbreaker. The black hood, black cloak and trousers, and boots were all the same color. The black dyed Vito into this darkness. The color itself is silent and difficult to see.

Vito walked in this dark cabin, his fingers lightly slid across the surface of those boxes, and he silently stared at the sealed wooden boxes that stored unknown goods. Obviously these were smuggled goods, so it was necessary to hide them from such secrets. port entry and exit.

The cabin here is not very big, and it doesn't look like it is used to store any important cargo, but this is just right for Vito, because it also means that there will be no guards here, and he doesn't want to miss his goal The ground began to bleed.

The dim light in the cabin turned blue, and the hazy blue smoke still appeared outside the window. Vito turned around and looked at the floating mist from the eyes under the hood. The blue ghostly mist appeared silently, just like The ghost of the ancient war on this planet.

Vito walked to the narrow cabin window, his eyes peeped out from the glass window of the long window, the blue smoke was sweeping from everywhere in the hull, and the soft smoke slid from the gray surface of the hull However, a beautiful and dreamy mist enveloped everything around.

But don't be confused, these smokes are the deadliest virus gas, this mysterious fog was used on a large scale in the interstellar civil war at the end of the Golden Age, as long as any living body, whether it is human, animal or plant, is exposed It only takes a few seconds in this smoke, and the flesh, bones, and all the elements that make up the living body will disintegrate and collapse.

These beautiful smokes will eat up the flesh and bones like locusts, and eventually nothing will be left, all they will leave is the barren land and rocks.

Even after tens of thousands of years, these deadly gases still spread in the lowlands of Korha, turning these places into places of death that no one would visit. Even through the cabin, Vito could still hear the smoke corroding A hiss on the surface of the hull, but apparently, steel can survive here.

In the cyan smoke that can't be stretched out, the towering mountains, cliffs and bare rock surfaces of Nakeha faintly emerge. Those towering mountains are like giants walking in the thick fog, and their burly bodies are like shadows in the clouds. Ruoxian, project that huge shadow onto the hull.

The smuggling transport ship is flying in the green smoke, the fully enclosed hull shuttles through the clouds and mist, as if it is sailing through an ocean, the side sails and the steering tail at the end of the hull slide through the clouds and mist, pulling out A long track route, that route is heading towards a high mountain.

Tall mountain giants towered before him. Vito watched the mountain getting closer and closer, as if the ship had crashed into it, but of course it was not the case. The transport ship turned suddenly in front of the steep mountain, almost sticking to the mountain. Sliding past, at a very close distance, those protruding rock walls were even about to smash the glass in front of Vito.

He looked at the mountains passing by quickly outside the window. The clouds and mist began to become thinner and looser, and finally disappeared completely. Behind the high mountains was a safe valley space, and the transport ship was heading for the safe ground at the end of the valley.

Vito leaned in the cabin, obliquely observing the sailing direction from behind the glass window. The ship was sailing towards a mysterious monastery. The lonely monastery was completely far away from all cities and settlements, and was secretly built in this poisonous fog. In the surrounding valley, Vito was sure, that place was definitely not used to glorify the emperor's name.

The transport ship gradually descended from the sky, and there were several waiting monks standing on the simple pier on the side of the monastery. They were wearing gray priestly robes, and most of their faces and bodies were completely covered and covered. They stood on the pier , facing the huge air current when the transport ship landed.

The jet flame of the landing recoil thruster was ignited from the end, and the orange-red flame pierced through the darkness of the valley, and the transport ship slowly landed from there until it completely docked at the simple pier built on the rocky ground on the side of the monastery.

Seeing this, Vito also turned around and walked towards the door of this cargo hold. This is not a big warehouse, and the door is naturally not very big. In fact, it is just a rolling shutter door. It is small and inconspicuous, especially compared to the whole ship. Compare.

Vito pulled down the pull rod on the wall, and instantly accompanied by the rumbling sound of the transmission machinery, the rolling door was slowly lifted, and the Hunan light in the valley shone into the warehouse. Vito leaned against the door and watched vigilantly outside.

His eyes looked at the pier not far to the right. The storage area in the bottom cabin was almost level with the ground. He watched the captain and several guards walk down from the landing deck in the distance. The leading monk chatted about something, and then the monk took out a sturdy bag from his wide cuff.

He handed it to the captain, who took the bag and looked at the contents, weighed it and handed it to the guard behind him. The captain shouted into the cabin.

"Okay, boys, move the goods down, food, drink, and those cans, and we'll leave when we're done." The captain said loudly, and soon got a response, the crew with guns on their backs They got out from the various hatches, and they complained and began to move boxes and jars off the boat, and two of them were also walking in the direction of Vito.

Vito rushed out of the warehouse with a stride before they arrived. He jumped over the abyss gap between the hull and the monastery ground, rolled and landed on the hard ground, and Vito turned over and hid. In the bushes on the other side, he perched behind the tall grass and trees to spy on the crew members who were loading cargo into the cabin.

One of them leaned against the door and took out a cigarette. He took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth, "Damn, why are we dealing with this group of psychopaths again? Every time I see them, I feel disgusted."

Said the crew member took out the lighter on his body, but unfortunately the lighter was broken, no matter how hard he pressed the switch, he couldn’t light it, the crew member cursed, and the companion who checked out from the cabin took out his lighter and lit it for him, bright The flames briefly illuminated their faces.

As the cigarette was lit, another crew member with a laser gun on his back took a cigarette from the smoker, and he took a puff after lighting the cigarette for himself, and a faint smoke came out of his mouth.

"Because of their strange bodies?" asked the crew with guns on their backs, and the man leaning against the wall waved his hands, "Otherwise, the Emperor, what happened to their bodies? They looked a bit bigger than normal people, And it is bent, as if it has a tumor."

"I dare say, it must be more disgusting under their robes. God knows what's deformed underneath." The sailor leaning against the wall sucked a cigarette, and he complained faintly as he exhaled the smoke, while the man with the gun on his back shrugged helplessly.

"These monks are not normal at all. Who the hell would live in such a ghostly place and be shrouded in those cursed green smoke every day. I dare say that they are definitely not monks of the state religion, but heretics!"

His last two words were extraordinarily whispered, and he even peeked back furtively to make sure the disturbing monks didn't notice their chatter, and the crew members leaning against the wall nodded and murmured.

"I bet there's something wrong with them, the Emperor, and I'd rather give 'em a shot if it weren't for the money they're paying." "Isn't it? Let's go, I don't want to stay in this ghost place for a second."

Vito hid behind the bushes and heard their conversation. The marshal raised his eyebrows and confirmed his guess. Yes, this must be the place he was looking for. While the two crew members started to carry the goods, Vito also turned around and ran out. The bushes, quickly lowered their bodies and ran towards the main body of the monastery.

Vito ran through the small garden on one side of the monastery. His eyes were always on the side, the monks walking on the raised ground. They were all wearing priestly robes with their hands in their sleeves. One of them stood On the stairs at the end of the raised ground, look towards the transport ship at the end of the monastery's gate.

These people are very ominous, making people feel an eerie feeling of chills on the back and bristling hairs, especially the person at the end of the stairs. The fabric even more reveals his completely out-of-proportion body.

A monk holding a censer walked across the ground. He seemed to notice something when he passed by. The monk suddenly walked to the side of the stone handrail and looked towards the garden on the edge of the cliff. The shovel hid behind a big tree.

He leaned against the tree and looked at the monk vigilantly from the corner of his eye. The man stood on the high place in silence for a moment and then turned away. Thor also breathed a sigh of relief and continued to move forward.

He rushed through the dark garden at the edge, his speed was fast but silent, his feet stepped on the ground firmly but perfectly avoided all the dead branches and fallen leaves, Vito came in two or three steps Under the high wall on one side of the monastery, there are five or six stone pillars protruding from the high wall.

Vito stood under the stone pillars and the high wall and looked up. He moved his arms and stepped on the wall one by one. Climbing up the stone pillar, how long ago did Vito learn the assassin technique? He vaguely remembered that it seemed to be in the Middle East?

Vito vaguely remembered that he first learned how to be an assassin in order to assassinate those corrupt and evil nobles who could not be killed by conventional means and political methods. He often did this kind of thing in the Middle Ages.

For example, a greedy aristocrat, crazy in his head, insisted on collecting the sum of the peasants' taxes for the next ten years in advance, probably for the purpose of building a palace, or bribing the church. Will pray to God to punish this nobleman.

Whether God heard it, Vito didn't know, but at least he heard it, so Vito would sneak into the nobleman's castle, and then, without accident, justice was fulfilled and implemented, Vito did this kind of thing After a long time, it got a good name and legend. People in the Middle Ages passed on stories about Robin Hood from word of mouth.

In the next many years, until now, Vito will still use these techniques from time to time, especially after the establishment of the empire, in order to eradicate the tyrants and warlords on Terra, it is often not convenient for the imperial army to take action directly, or in other words, When a move would result in a fairly serious loss, Vito would take the tyrant's head, and eventually the Empire would take the entire region without bloodshed.

After that, Malcador also suggested that Vito form such a professional organization, so that Vito could be freed from the assassination work to better perform his duties as a marshal. This organization will be the Assassin Court in the future.

After the emperor sat on the throne, when the empire began to become the mess it is today, Vito also carried out similar assassinations of various corrupt governors, officials and lords from time to time. It is the judge's problem that can be solved.

This is the case now. Vito climbed up the stone pillars to the roof. He bent down and squatted on the roof made of tiles. Vito squatted on it and observed the monastery inside the high wall, just like most monasteries. , the atrium here has a garden, but the garden here is particularly wrong.

The plants growing inside the high walls withered and withered, and sick branches grew on the bare treetops. Vito saw those fat insects crawling on the ground and the trunks, and the disgusting sticky saliva flowed from the trees like spider webs. As the room hung down, he watched as a monk in the garden picked up the worms and threw them into a bucket.

Vito squinted his eyes and looked at his hands protruding from the cuffs. They were a pair of shriveled hands covered with calluses and sores. Vito frowned slightly as he watched the monk walk towards the place with an iron bucket full of fat worms. main hall.

Vito took a deep breath and raised his head to look around the surrounding environment. This is a deep canyon. The cyan poisonous mist pervades the canyon above his head, and the sky is also blocked by thick fog.

"Helen, is this place connected to the sky?" Vito asked in a low voice, and the stereoscopic image of Helen appeared on Vito's wrist. The small artificial intelligence lady looked up at the sky, her eyes flickered slightly, and she nodded.

"Well, although the necklace is hindered by the poisonous fog, it can still penetrate." Helen replied briefly. Vito nodded and stood up slowly. He watched the main hall with the open door and quietly opened his belt. on the holster.

"Send a signal to mark our location, make sure Olaf and Loken can receive it, and tell them to prepare for an airdrop strike." "The signal has been sent, I suggest you temporarily stand by and wait for support."

Helen looked at Vito and said softly, but Vito smiled at her and held down the hilt of the sword. Seeing this, Helen sighed helplessly, "Well, I knew it was useless, but I still have to say it, don't play to death. myself." "Did I play myself to death?"

Vito laughed jokingly and ran towards the side of the roof. He leaped and stepped on the top of the high wall around the monastery with one foot. He ran along the top of the narrow wall. His movements were very steady and fast. The weird monks walking between the garden and colonnade below did not notice the threat above them at all, and he arrived at the top of the main hall silently like a ghost jumping between houses.

Vito stepped onto the yellow-orange roof of the main hall. He strode to the edge of the rubble and jumped down. He landed on the platform above the gate. Vito looked at the garden behind, where the monks were still surrounding Walking aimlessly in the garden, the stooped and swollen body hobbled along.

But they found Vito, well, Vito sneaked in through the broken multicolored glass window on the side, and he entered the surrounding eaves on the top of the main hall, where there are towering stone pillars and curved beams supporting the ceiling , the burning brazier in the main hall, shining the flickering fire light on the sacred painting on the dome.

The mural depicting the Golden Throne was replaced by a mutated picture, describing those hateful rivers, corrupt streams and withered forests, cities, and everything that was diseased replaced the once sacred light. The mural is almost the church's The epitome of perfection.

Vito looked at the holy statue of the emperor, the once golden statue was dirty and corrupt, countless living diseased objects squirmed on the holy statue, huge proliferating horns pierced the emperor's body, the stench The smell is pervasive, like dung smeared on a statue of the Emperor.

It wasn’t just the emperor’s statue that had the same experience, the surrounding angels and statues of saints were all covered by corrupted objects, the collapsed murals were shattered to the ground, flying insects lingered on the dirty ground and walls, and Those monks whose bodies have grown so swollen that they cannot meet normal people at all are also here.

Vito raised his eyes above their heads to see the blasphemous icon where they knelt in prayer, and they chanted in hoarse, low voices.

"Great Father, we seek your salvation, leave us your place in your garden of everlasting bliss, and let us be eternal in your boundless love."

"O my most merciful Father, hear the prayers of your children, we will always love you and spread your great love over this planet."

Vito smiled bitterly listening to these blasphemous prayers, he shrugged slightly and slowly stood up from the beam, his large black windbreaker spread his wings backwards like the wings of a black crow, Vito watched the blasphemous statue raise his own One finger, which he likened to a pistol, flicked his thumb lightly, and a bolt of lightning whizzed out and shattered the statue.

The shattered statue collapsed, and all the flesh and blood were burned up. In the silent scream, the horns were also shattered into wreckage along with the statue, and smashed into pieces on the ground.

The monks stood up in surprise. They looked back and saw Vito falling from the sky. He was wearing the dark windbreaker of the judge and landed on the ground. As his legs fell to the ground, the wings of the black windbreaker also fell to the ground. It fell to the ground slowly.

Vito raised his head and got up gradually. He looked at the monks in front of him. Under their wide priestly robes, my completely inhuman faces were exposed. Their fat faces were full of pustules. They faced Vito angrily. , fully swollen arms stretched out from under the robes, and each of them held a large machete in their hands.

"The blasphemer! The blasphemer of false gods!" The head monk roared angrily. He raised his machete at Vito. The two monks rushed in, they surrounded Vito from behind, and these huge human figures surrounded Vito, with a bunch of rough hands hanging down in their hands.

Vito looked at the communicator on his wrist, there was a clock on it, he nodded slightly and raised his eyes in satisfaction, "The time is just right."

"What?" the head monk said vaguely with his swollen vocal cords, and Vito smiled at him, "Of course."

Before Vito finished speaking, a huge roar reverberated above the church. The monks all looked up. The two monks behind Vito looked at the ceiling above their heads, but what they saw was huge pedestals smashed into pieces one by one. The rock fell, and the collapsed rubble hit the ground with a bang. Amid the roaring dust, two huge steel objects smashed the two people into pieces.

Their shattered bodies collapsed into flesh and blood bombs scattered behind Vito. The monks in front of the statue looked at the flesh and blood on the ground in surprise, and then looked up at the two airborne pods behind Vito. In the dust of the collapsed roof, the landing pod The iron gate slammed down, and six burly figures came out of it.

A chainsword, a bolter, and a power armor appeared behind Vito, and Na Vito put down the communicator in his hand with a smile on his face. He gently pressed the hilt of the sword with one hand and raised his eyes to look in front of him. Several monks showed a joking smile, the smile that declared death, "It's nothing, it's just that your death time has come."