Warhammer Inquisitor

The plasma reactor flashed brightly, illuminating the dark galactic background, and the huge magnificent ship was passing through the starry sky. On its side, a huge macro-cannon array protruded from the gun mantlet, and they Glide across the dark galactic backdrop as this steel ship floats in orbit.

Gradually, a dawn light shines from the edge of the planet's western hemisphere, and the rising sun shines through the surface of the planet, and the land, mountains, rivers and oceans reappear in the field of vision under its light, and the light also Still looking further into the distance.

The sunlight passing over the surface of the planet's atmosphere seemed to paint a layer of color from east to west on the gray clouds, and the dawn light passed quickly through the clouds.

The rays of light also projected onto the giant ship from the void background of the outer orbit, the sun shining on the upward armored hull arranged in layers, and the surfaces of the magnificent cannons arranged in layers also emerged from the darkness one by one. body.

The dawn passed between the gun body and the hanging building, and the bright dawn light made those objects look long. Huge and long shadows were pulled sideways from the surface of the ship, and the end of the shadows stretched all the way to The very edge of the battleship extends into the darkness of the void.

Suddenly the shadow had a solid entity to connect with, and in the dark background of the Milky Way, another magnificent warship appeared in the darkness, its outline was completely illuminated by the rising sun, following the body of the magnificent ship The side is completely bathed in the sun, and the dawn of the sun shines on both sides of it, illuminating countless warships with countless rays of light.

The dark background was completely illuminated by the dawn light, and it also illuminated the thousands of dense fighter planes hovering in orbits outside the planet. They were suspended on the dark background of the galaxy like stars in the galaxy.

The rays of the sun gradually expanded, and it shone from the surface of the red-black battleship at the very edge of the fleet. The bronzing Gothic font on the bow of the ship is brightened.

Its name was written in the Gothic font, the name of this magnificent Mars-class battlecruiser was written, and behind it was another even more magnificent astral giant ship appearing in the darkness, illuminated by the sun The outline of the body of that giant steel beast unprecedented in the galaxy.

The Queen of Glory class battleship, like its name, is bathed in the rising glory. The rising sun shines across the surface of the Queen of Glory class. The giant ship is so huge that even the dawn of the sun cannot fully cover its body. Covered, it is only partially exposed to the dawn light.

Macragge's orbit is fully illuminated, and the dawn light also shines into the planet itself from outside the atmosphere. The white outer wall and golden border of the city of glory gradually appear in the sunlight, and the slanting light passes by. Sunlight fell from the surface of the city wall, and the upper body of the statue of the sword-holding angel standing proudly on the outer wall was also illuminated.

Her holy face is bathed in the golden sunlight, and the sun on the edge of her huge wings passes through the gaps in its feathers and shines into the city behind the high wall, those buildings, those crystallizations of human art are bathed in the sun, golden The morning light passed between the high wall and the porch, and the white marble walls reflected the dawn light.

The sunlight reflected on the marble walls merged with the floodlight of the entire city to dispel the darkness. The dark alleys between the buildings were illuminated by the light, and the multicolored glass windows of the temples also reflected a little bit of light , They cast the dawn light from between the dome dome and the golden clock tower, cutting the light into wide blocks of light and descending on the road of the city.

The sun shone on the white marble floor, suddenly a boot stepped into the sun, stepped forward on the marble road, and after that, more pairs of boots stepped on the road one after another, Traverse the entire surface of the wide Pilgrim's Avenue.

The space warriors walked across the road side by side with their bolt guns in hand. Their heavy steps made a dull bang on the road. The shoulders of the power armor rose and fell with their steps, and the logos of their respective chapters were also covered by the golden Dawn shines, twinkling in that morning light.

The surrounding crowd cheered, and people from Macragge and the Five Hundred Worlds stood on the surrounding roads and high pedestrian streets and cheered. Their voices echoed throughout the city like a joyous band singing, and the petals of flowers and the colorful Streamers fell from the sky, and those flowers fell from the head of the banner flying high at the head of the team.

The petal fell on the shoulder armor of the star warrior at the head of the procession. He was walking at the forefront of the procession holding the banner of the battle group. The emperor's death angels marched forward in units of entire companies, and they formed brigades and phalanxes to step on the avenue.

It was a huge team composed of countless phalanxes. The space warriors stretched along the avenue to the farthest point on both sides of the road. Each phalanx represented a battle group, and they wore the ancient holy relics of the battle group. Armor, following behind the fluttering banner at the head of the procession.

Behind the phalanx of space fighters, there were still huge Star Guards vehicles marching one after another, the Leman Russ main battle tanks marched in front and back, and the Chimera armored personnel carriers followed like a pack of wolves following behind the head wolf. On both sides, the basilisk self-propelled artillery raised its barrel proudly, and the gray-black majestic cannon gleamed a little in the sunlight.

The mortal warriors of the Astral Army marched forward between the armored vehicles with their guns in hand. The soldiers of the Astral Army in uniform walked through the avenue under the leadership of the political commissar. They and the steel torrents proudly accepted the review. Listen to the cheers of people from the five hundred worlds around you.

Numerous laser guns are pointed at the sky, and flying between the muzzle and the bayonet is their military flag, the glorious military flag that belongs to the Emperor's Hammers. A Deathshooter missile launch vehicle, the warheads of those missiles stood tall, declaring the silent majesty of the Emperor.

And behind the star army, there are burly steel bodies. They stepped on the ground with heavy feet and made rhythmic drums. When they appeared, the cheers of the crowd became more enthusiastic. The honorary veterans of the regiment cheered, cheering to the Dreadnought Battalion.

All the fearless mechs from various battle groups have been awakened. These ancient veterans who were uncontrollable, irritable and irritable in the past are now extremely calm. There is only pride in their hearts now, because they are walking with their genetic father.

Surrounded by the Fearless Mecha Brigade, surrounded by these mecha veterans with hundreds of thousands of years of fighting history, is an armored parade vehicle. The tall blue car body is inlaid with golden patterns and embellishments, and the statue of an angel Towering above the cathedral-like structure on the roof of the car, she soars with huge wings spread out to the sides, while a laurel wreath is held aloft in her hand.

Under the angel statue is a throne, a sacred throne surrounded by thousands of sacred carvings, on which sits a giant, who is dressed in gorgeous power armor and sits solemnly on the throne, when he appears, the enthusiasm of the crowd At the climax, everyone shouted his name at the top of their voices.

Their voices echoed throughout the city and under the sky of Macragge, and the name of Robert Guilliman was also transmitted to the farthest corners of the planet with their shouts. Now, the entire five hundred worlds, no matter what , the whole empire will know that Guilliman, the Son of Vengeance has returned.

Guilliman waved to the crowd, and flower petals and colorful streamers fell from the sky. Those petals representing enthusiasm and longing fell on him, and also on the entire parade vehicle.

Guilliman sat on the throne and looked around. He watched the enthusiastic people around him smiling and waving. They danced wildly, and countless arms were raised high in cheers.

The thing that shocked everyone stepped proudly on the avenue, and it alone occupied the entire width of the road, because it was a Titan, a warrior-level Titan as tall as a building, and a steel giant towering like a sky-high building Among the tall buildings in the city, countless magnificent cannons on its back and shoulders are bathed in golden light.

The titan walked behind Guilliman, and the huge banner hanging from his belly was Guilliman's own banner, and the golden U-shaped logo fluttered above his head. Against the backdrop of the magnificent titan, the sense of solemnity and solemnity reached reached the peak.

Bell looked up at the flying banner, he looked around at the cheering crowd, a flower petal fell on his nose and Bell brushed it off subconsciously, Guilliman noticed this, he continued with a smile Wave to the crowd around you.

"Bell Guilliman, are you my uncle's descendant, right? Bell." Guilliman asked with a smile, and Bell immediately nodded to him, placing his iron fist on his chest in a very serious and serious manner.

"Yes, my lord, my family is of the same family as yours." Bell's serious attitude made Guilliman chuckle, he glanced at Bell from the corner of his eye and nodded slightly, "In that case, you shouldn't be so reserved with me , child, we are relatives in various senses, not only the relationship brought about by gene seeds, but also the bond of family blood."

"I am very honored! My lord." Bell continued to bury his head. Sure enough, Bell was very bad at facing such "big scenes". He meant to relax, but well, he felt comfortable on the line.

Guilliman smiled and waved to the people on the high pedestrian street, and they cheered enthusiastically, some of them were hoarse.

"Where is Vito? Where did he go?" Guilliman asked. Vito had disappeared since the parade began. The guy seemed to have evaporated. He should have been in this parade car with him. Accepting the cheers and blessings of the crowd.

Bell turned his head away in embarrassment, he cleared his throat and looked up at Guilliman and muttered in a low voice, "The marshal said this is your limelight, he doesn't intend to steal it from you, and" "And what?" "Excuse me, He said that instead of sitting in this wretched car with you and strutting around like two clowns, I'd rather have some fun, some decent lady or something, I guess."

Guilliman couldn't help laughing out loud after hearing this, Bell was startled and a little panicked, but Guilliman didn't mean to be angry, he smiled and nodded, put down his iron fist and scratched his nose laughingly , Laughing for a long time made him feel a little itchy.

"Sure enough, he is still him. Back then, he hated this kind of military parade very much. Unless the emperor directly tied him up at this time, he would definitely run away."

Guilliman smiled happily recalling the past, the past is still vivid in his mind, the past before Horus's rebellion.

"I remember once we finished fighting a difficult alien alien race. I remember the name of the Randan people. As the commander-in-chief of the Imperial Coalition Forces, of course he had to participate in the military parade. So, before he was about to slip away, I, Russ , Ryan and Horus caught him, and then tied him up and carried him to the military parade."

Bell was stunned for a moment, he looked at Guilliman with some confusion, "You... four Primarchs arrested him alone?"

"Isn't that? You don't know how tough he was, he burned half of Rus's beard, Horus' eyebrows were dotted by him, and it took us a long time to pin him to the ground and catch him Now, I still remember Ryan's skillful binding skills at that time, at least he said he learned it when he was hunting in Caliban."

Guilliman thought about the scene at that time, and the scene of Riemann carrying the tied-up Vito away in the Vengeful Spirit like a pig appeared in front of his eyes.

Guilliman laughed more than he had seldom, and his laughter echoed down the boulevard, enlarging the surrounding crowd, who seemed to think that Guilliman was laughing with them, which made the The already warm atmosphere seemed to be poured with a barrel of oil.

"My lord, we have arrived at the Arc de Triomphe." Governor Marius, who was standing on the parade carriage with Guilliman and Belle, walked forward, and he quietly approached the side of the throne and whispered.

Guilliman raised his head and saw the triumphal arch in front of the parade. It was a majestic giant gate. Countless patterns carved by Macragge's most skilled craftsmen painted a picture of glory on it. The goddess of victory, glory The crown of laurels and the triumphant army emerge vividly on it.

That was Macragge in the past. It was a tradition in the thousands of years before the emperor came. Whenever the civilized army of the Macragge city-state returned from victory, they would hold a triumphant victory here under the leadership of their generals. At the ceremony, the general himself will wear a laurel crown and pass through the Arc de Triomphe to accept the blessings and praises of the citizens.

"This is our tradition, my lord, and I think this time should be no exception." The governor said softly, and Guilliman nodded with a smile.

"Of course, governor, our traditions should not be forgotten. I also held a military parade here before stepping into the sea of ​​stars. That was the first time I led troops to fight against the Iberians, the first victory in my life. .”

"I'm also very happy to be here today to follow our tradition." Guilliman smiled and nodded to the governor, who immediately took out the golden laurel wreath from the small box that had been prepared behind him, and he presented it Submissively handing it to Guilliman, the latter reached out and took the laurel crown specially made for the Primarch.

Bell looked at the laurel crown. It was very beautiful, even too beautiful. "Who made this laurel crown? I didn't know that there are such skilled craftsmen in Macragge."

"This was built by a master craftsman. He is very old, but he is also very good at making this kind of boutique. He has an extraordinary pursuit of perfection." Mario answered Bell's question, and his eyes also looked at Top Laurel showed a puzzling smile, which made Bell feel a little uncomfortable, and there seemed to be some ominous meaning hidden in that smile.

"This is specially made for you, my lord, only you are worthy of this laurel crown." Marius flattered this, and Guilliman could see that he was flattering, but it didn't It made Guilliman feel strange, he could see that there was a conspiracy and plan hidden in Mario's smile, but this was nothing more than normal, he was the governor of the planet after all.

He must be planning to get something from himself, appreciation? Or more power? And now was his rare chance to be alone with the Primarch, to make sure no one got ahead of him, and of course he would flatter himself with all his might.

"Then it is my honor to wear this laurel crown, Governor, and please thank the craftsmen for me later." "Oh, my lord, he will even meet you in person."

The Governor smiled obsequiously, Bell frowned but remained silent. After all, just as Guilliman thought, Bell also felt that Marius was just flattering and flattering.

Guilliman didn't think much about putting on the crown. He put the gorgeous laurel crown on his head and sat on the throne. At the same time, the gate of triumph passed over their heads. The gate was really tall, Even let the Titan barely pass by.

Guilliman looked at the triumphal arch above his head and at the goddess of victory Minerva on it. He lowered his head on the throne and cheered to the crowd around him. He was in a good mood. The joy of victory and the love of the people made Kiriman Man is very proud and happy.

He can't help thinking about the future, he will lead his soldiers to win more victories, receive more cheers, he will become the savior of mankind, just like he was supposed to be the warmaster back then, this time there is no One may share the title and glory with him.

As the military parade moved forward, the joy in Guilliman's heart became more amplified. He began to imagine that he would receive a heroic reception when he arrived in Terra. There would be a grander triumphant ceremony, and he would accept everyone. Appreciate, and then he will go before the Emperor, and he will bestow upon himself the honor of Warmaster, no, not only Warmaster, but also the rights of the legal heir to the Empire.

Guilliman imagined how prosperous the empire would be under his leadership. They would permanently defeat Chaos, close the Eye of Terror, and expel all aliens. Under his leadership, prosperity would come to the empire, and he would Become a sovereign greater than the Emperor! can even

Guilliman suddenly felt a tinge of fear, and a chill flashed through his mind from the ecstasy that chilled him all over, just like the bleak chill when Ifraine stabbed the blade into his heart.

Guilliman suddenly woke up from his numb arrogance, he grabbed the laurel wreath and threw it on the ground, Bell was surprised to see the Primarch standing up suddenly, Guilliman grabbed Mario's body, he threw it The heavy impact hit the wall behind the throne, which surprised Bell.

"Say! Who gave you this laurel crown!" Guilliman yelled at the governor, and Bell seemed to understand something after looking at the laurel crown in surprise. He immediately pulled out his bolt gun and pointed it at the governor's head. , the thick muzzle of the gun was almost on the Governor's head, but he didn't feel the slightest bit of fear.

The Governor laughed heartily and looked at Guilliman in front of him, that flattering smile has now completely turned into a wild laugh, "You have fallen into the trap, Robert Guilliman, you have fallen into the trap of my lord!"

"Who is your master?! Answer us!" Bell roared angrily, but the Governor continued to laugh wildly, his laughter became more crazy and distorted, it was like the laugh of a crazy clown.

"Long live the Queen of Pleasure and the Perfect Prince." The Governor said and bit something in his mouth, Bell was surprised to see that the Governor's face began to twitch, and he rolled his eyes and began to whimper and spit out white foam. After a short moment, he died convulsing all over, but the ironic maniacal smile still hung on his face.

Guilliman let go of his fist, and the governor's body slumped to the ground weakly. Guilliman took a few steps back and turned to look at the laurel crown on the ground, "Prince perfect? ​​It won't be."

"That's right, it's me, brother." The voice suddenly appeared in Guilliman's mind, and the snake-like slender and cold laughter echoed in his mind, and Guilliman immediately recognized it with a frown. master of the voice.

"Fulgrim." Guilliman growled in his head, and the voice laughed, a completely insane laugh, mocking Guilliman's innocence and failure.

"You long for the joy of victory, don't you? My brother, you long for victory, glory and recognition." Fulgrim's voice trembled like an ethereal and slender thread, and the scraping sound of the plane came from the cold abyss. When it came, the hissing sound penetrated the cortex of the brain tissue and directly echoed in Guilliman's mind.

"And I will curse you, I curse you for not being able to gain any joy of victory, any honor and self-identity, you will be like all our father's soulless weapons, and from now on you will only be accompanied by cold killing, and the walking dead As long as you live, my brother, you will feel the coldness of this dark galaxy, which no one can share with you."

Fulgrim laughed and said that the coldness surged in Guilliman's mind, numbing all his emotions almost instantly, and he frowned and leaned his iron fist on the side of the throne.

"I will defeat you, Fulgrim, I will defeat all of you, and no traitor will escape punishment." Guilliman growled, and Fulgrim laughed even more wildly. His huge body rose from the abyss. The sound of countless scales scraping across the ground was unbearable.

"You have already lost, brother, when you were delayed by our lies and conspiracy in the five hundred worlds, Terra was already attacked by us, and you let our father down again, just like back then, your little one The empire will bring down the real empire!"

"We will kill the false emperor, and you will bury the future of mankind with your own hands!" A picture appeared in front of Guilliman amidst Fulgrim's loud laughter. It was the picture of Terra's fall, the burning sea of ​​fire, the falling The palace buildings and piles of bones, and... a star that smashed Terra!

"No! You haven't succeeded yet, we will stop you!" Guilliman roared and held the Flame Sword, and the emperor's holy sword quickly injected power into Guilliman's arm, and the powerful force dissipated instantly Overcoming the laughter in Guilliman's mind, Fulgrim disappeared into the darkness with that maniacal laughter, but what he said just now and the picture of Terra he saw made Guilliman uneasy for a long time.

He leaned on the throne and looked towards the great hall ahead, Bell came from behind and stood behind Guilliman, he looked at the governor's body on the ground, "My lord, should we stop the coronation ceremony to avoid the attack of traitors. "

"No, Bell, the danger is not here." Guilliman frowned and said in a low voice, and Bell heard the sense of crisis in the Primarch's words.

"Where is that? My lord."

"Tara, the Emperor is in trouble."