Warhammer Inquisitor

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The music of war, the absolute main theme, there is no doubt about the screams, cursing and all the sounds, at this moment, the primal instinct of human beings is ignited, the song that has been sung among our species for tens of billions of years , played again, it's called death, it's called, war.

And all of this has nothing to do with the Glory of Macragge. In her Glory Strategy Hall under the protection of multiple layers of void shields, the real conductors of this vigorous movement are here. They are the singing group. The leader of the team, they, stood on the high platform, leading the music to a climax.

Calgar was standing in front of the tactical map table. He was looking down at the countless flickering light spots. In front of them echo each other, the chaotic map of battlefield facts, large icons up and down, and smaller beacons are surging inside the large icons.

Around Calgar, there are many warriors, leaders, and commanders. They are all extraordinary people. Today, this place is the battlefield of the gods, a war between demigods, and there is no place for mortals to speak of.

The blue banner flutters in the wind, and the red, white, and green battle flags move upon hearing the wind. A majestic giant statue stands between the banners, holding a huge sword and wearing a cockscomb helmet, overlooking the people in the hall.

Look at the top of the hall, there are hundreds, thousands of banners hanging down. Before and after, the glory battle flags of the Ultramarines were lined up respectively. Ten companies stood up and all stood in line. Banner of the Brother Chapter from the bloodline of the Gene-Father of the Ultramarines.

Holding a spear in white armor, as solemn as an ancient Roman consul is the commander of the Matthimi Company of the Executor Chapter, Haksus, the leader of the Silver Eagle Chapter, and the Chapter Master "Smasher" of the Star Chapter Murasevez, surrounded by the table with their company commanders, and behind them, more heads.

Looking around, there are cockscomb helmets and towering spiked red tassels, and there is an endless stream of gorgeous battle armor. Those scrolls of oaths that symbolize glory, victory and triumph were once so dazzling in their respective battle groups, but Here, it is unknown, because everyone present has countless honors.

The machine servants are disbanded, and mortals have no right to enter here. No one's glory can make them stand shoulder to shoulder with these people, and no one can compare with you and them, except for one person, and he has already arrived.

The chapter masters and all the people under their command turned their heads and looked around. The sound of kneeling was everywhere in the hall, and the iron knees of the power suits slammed into each other one after another. The second company commander of Sicarius buried his noble head that has never been lowered.

The heavy halberd hit the ground regularly, the first sound, the door opened, the second sound, the loud horn blew, and the third sound, the stalwart body entered the hall.

Everyone bowed their heads to them, and even the flying banners stopped, as if they were holding their breath for their arrival, which was indeed the case. The hall was silent, even the sound of breathing disappeared. Fortunately, there were no mortals here. If they do it again, they will surely burst their hearts and die.

Not dying of attack, or of terror, but of unrivaled honor and ecstasy, for they will behold the Thirteenth Emperor, Lord of Macragge, and with him, from the Creation Era, the incomparable imperial God of War.

Guilliman marched on the left side, behind him was a long row of honor guards. The leaders from various battle groups were fortunate to become members of the Primarch's guards. Now, they have all put on the blue armor wings that symbolize glory Battle helmets, golden wings fluttering between their foreheads.

The leading standard-bearer raised high the five-hundred-world battle flag of Macragge representing the Primarch himself, surrounded by thousands of battle group logos, just to embrace the huge core U letter.

On the right side, Vito and Guilliman marched side by side. The Imperial Marshal's guards were all dressed in golden armor, and he was accompanied by the Custodians. These were dressed in gorgeous battle armor, which was different from the honor guards of the Ultramarines beside him. , and the guards, all in armor, accompanied the marshal.

Unlike Guilliman's guards, they did not follow behind Vito, but spread out around him, and there were many war halberds. They did not hold up a single banner, because their banner was marching in the center. Humanity used to be, and is now The absolute greatness is the flag itself.

Vito was wearing the Emperor's battle armor. When he was walking, the double-headed sky eagle on his chest seemed to be screaming silently. It was the symbol of the Emperor himself, and it was also his symbol. Everyone knew his identity, he was the Emperor's Messenger of War, the God of War, that is the title that the state religion's hundreds of millions of believers will recite when they cheer loudly in the temple.

The two titles, the Regent of the Empire, arrived at the same time as the Supreme Marshal of the Empire. This planet, which is now facing the erosion of war and plague, is bound to flourish. They appear at the same time, and the enemy can rampant again in the galaxy.

"Get up, my sons." Guilliman said loudly. He stood in the center of the hall and spoke to them. In an instant, the whole hall echoed with standing up, followed by the sound of saluting in unison. Different battle groups, Pay homage to their leader, the Regent, and most crucially, the Father in a different planetary culture.

"It seems that I'm redundant, should I leave?" Vito said with a playful smile and put his hands in his arms, winking at Calga, who immediately understood.

"Why did you say that? Master Vito, on behalf of the Ultramarines and all the brothers, I salute you and praise you for your victory."

"Feeling better?" Guilliman asked from behind.

"Well, it's a lot to write, every time we are together, everyone will only pay attention to you, and I, like the air, many people think that I am just a member of the imperial army, one of your bodyguards. "

"What can I do, let Vito, our famous general who has won many wars, the undefeated one, come to protect me?"

"Unless you are a woman, let me say, Robert, it would be interesting if you were a woman." Vito had a playful smile on his face, and he began to think about what it would be like if Guilliman were a woman.

Guilliman's expression became more and more weird in the back, Vito seemed to really think about this issue again, then he smiled and waved his hands, "Forget it, you will only become that kind, I said this on a date Roses are precious, and you're the kind of woman who explains to me its biological niche, you're the one to date Magnus."

Guilliman raised his eyebrows all of a sudden, since that picture really appeared in his mind, it was simply... scary. ,

Vito smiled jokingly, and stood in front of the large number of red dots on the holographic map with his arms folded, "Okay, stop your mind, I think this is scary, just like me dating that old idiot."

As Vito said, his whole body twitched suddenly. He remembered a joke that Lily had made before. That time in Comoros, she transformed herself into a woman and said that her biological characteristics were all women, so if she She is really a woman, and she is also a high-level immortal, so wouldn't she be able to when the Primarchs were created?

Just thinking about that scene made Vito feel goosebumps all over his body, "I need to change my mind, Calga, find me someone who can beat me up, someone with thick skin and toughness."

Vito wiped away the terrifying thoughts in his mind, raised his head, and a stereoscopic projection of the planet appeared on the holographic image in front of him. Its name, its history, and its past were presented in front of him.

The world of state religion, Saint Guillimande.

Vito couldn't help laughing when he saw the name, and he looked at Guilliman, whose expression also twitched as expected.

It's the same expression as when I think about the female friends who are usually below me, and that face is on me.

St. Guirid, many people don't know that is actually Guilliman's Christian name, yes, Guilliman also has a Christian name, after all, when he was born in Macragge, he was not known for civilization, reason and science The place.

When Guilliman was born, well, when he was fished out of the amniotic cabin, he was baptized in the local religion like all children on Macragge and given a blessed name.

Naturally, Guilliman hated this name very much, quite disgusted, and he was determined to completely abandon this name and forget it in the long river of history.

And Vito was also in that year, after the victory in Ulano, Horus was elected as the Warmaster and planned to appease his brothers. After Guilliman got drunk at the banquet held, he used to drink wine, but that day Russ also came, and contemptuously said that what Horus prepared was rubbish, only sissies drink such things, and then he carried several barrels of Fenris spirits from his own boat.

Guilliman also drank, and then became drunk. After he was drunk, he made a big comment to Horus. Fortunately, the new Warmaster didn't take it seriously, and helped him out with Vito with a smile.

Guilliman was lying on the balcony talking nonsense. He said a lot of things, most of which were cursing himself for being worthy of being a Warmaster. Like Lorgar, he left behind planets that perfectly met the requirements of the Empire's creed of truth.

Vito and Horus laughed and accompanied him on the balcony, listening to him scolding himself, and sometimes followed up with a few backlashes. In short, everyone had a good time that night, and it was also on that night that Vito finally This dark history of Guilliman.

But Vito didn't intend to tell Guilliman, but admired the corners of his eyes twitching when he saw the name, and the Primarch thought to himself, where the hell did these guys translate the name.

"Is Captain Felix happy here?" Vito asked looking at the name of the planet.

Desimos Felix is ​​an original forged star warrior, and in the eyes of those present, he is a very young warrior, and this young warrior is Guilliman's favorite and trusted company commander, maybe there is no One, even more than Sicarius, he always brought Felix by his side, teaching by precept and example.

Captain Felix was also Guilliman's first thought whenever there was an order that required absolute success, and he, indeed, carried out plans for the Primarch many times.

For example, this time, leading the contingent, breaking into the surface of the planet before the First Fleet of the Indomitable Expedition arrived, and supporting the local Macragge Auxiliary Army. This kind of "death" task was performed by Felix , Sicarius has always had a lot of opinions on this.

Calgar nodded, stepped forward and waved his hand, countless bands of light instantly shot up from the ground in front of him, forming planets one after another.

"Captain Felix brought news that their ground communication was blocked, but we managed to send Stormbird to the ground to contact him. The ground attack was mainly composed of about eight companies of the Death Guard. They The Nurgle Plague was released in advance, turning many residents into Nurgle walking corpses to assist them in their attack."

"The defenders fought fiercely, but the plague was everywhere, severely damaging their vitality. Zombies appeared everywhere in the remaining cities, consuming the defenders' ammunition. Gradually, when Felix arrived, they had only one city left. The city is still in hand."

"It's so miserable, how many survivors are left?"

"Let's put it this way, their current supreme commander is a major, and they were originally a regiment." Calgar responded, Vito pursed his lips, nodded with a strange expression, and embraced him with both hands.

"Then besides our major, is there anything else here that makes people feel a little hopeful?"

"Hope? There really is, and in a literal sense, an association of fighting nuns of the state church is stationed in the city here. They are responsible for guarding the Hope Cathedral in the center of the city. It is said that the coffin of the living saint and half of the horse are stored in it." Documentation of the Church of the Kurag Sector."

"Oh, then you can't use the Extermination Order, what a pity, I always want to press the button." Vito sighed helplessly, Calgar and Guilliman looked at each other, and the latter shrugged helplessly.

Seeing that Vito didn't say anything, Calga cleared his throat, and then cut out a holographic photo with a wave of his finger, on which was a frontal photo of a woman, "This is the leader of the local Battle Sisters, Kalei Sister Westia, she is not a high-ranking nun, their big nun was killed, Felix said, she is a fanatic, and her successor is also."

"Understood, crazy woman, oh no, correct me, beautiful crazy woman." Vito looked at the nun on the hologram. She was very young, with short brown hair, a little freckles on her face, and eyes It is green with light brown skin that looks like creamy chocolate.

"oh"

"Vito, control yourself." Guilliman said helplessly behind him, Vito smiled at him, and then motioned to Calgar, "So, there are only a group of half-dead auxiliary troops left here, as well as members of the Sisters of Battle. A group of young crazy women, guarding this half of the city and the bones of the living saint?"

"There are also scriptures and holy relics, which are all in the church. The state church asked us to defend them, or the order is more appropriate." Calgar said, "When the archbishop of Macragge contacted me, he was a little hysterical, but considering his influence and status, I suggest we better do the same."

"Hey, it's really a tiger in peace, right, Lao Luo."

Vito smiled mockingly, and winked at Guilliman. He knew that Guilliman disliked the state religion very much, so he was just jumping on the grave of his beloved Imperial Truth, "How? Do you want to kill the state religion? I'm a professional Yes, it is guaranteed to be fast and stable."

"Let's kill the stinky traitors here first." Guilliman waved his hand and smiled helplessly.

"Okay, our friends who need to take a bath, how many people are here?" Vito turned his head and asked, Calgar nodded, and then pointed to the planet in front of him, which flickered on the star map.

"The exact number is unknown, but Felix estimates that the Death Guard dropped quite a few troops here, a whole Scourge, with a lot of demons, and more Nurgle walking corpses."

"How much detergent does it take?" Vito smiled playfully, looking at the planet in front of him with his chin resting on his chin. He was still a little unaccustomed to wearing such a huge armor. This kind of action made him look a little funny, but no one laughed.

Everyone was watching him, waiting for him to speak after reading the beacons around the planet and some rough tactical briefing information, and he didn't keep them waiting too long.

It took Vito less than half a minute to read the war news that ordinary people would need to read in a few days. It only took him a moment to summarize the information, draw conclusions, battle calculations and firepower budgets and other massive and cumbersome information. It has been processed.

"Let me guess, is the subspace power on this planet very heavy? It's quite heavy, the same as Nurgle himself, right? Chief Ulyans."

Vito turned to the chief curator of the think tank next to Calgar, who was also the strongest psyker present, and Ulyans looked, of course, the second strongest, because Vito was also present.

"Yes, my lord, I think you have observed it a long time ago, so why ask me?"

"It's always right to make sure. I had a drinking competition with Koz last night. I won. I just woke up this morning. My brain is not working."

Out of your mind? In half a minute, he understood and understood the situation of the entire star war, the state of the enemy and the enemy in the entire star area, as well as the tens of thousands of tactical beacons on the ground, and hundreds of fronts that are changing at any time.

Vito held his chin. He looked at the surface of the planet in front of him and snapped his fingers. Immediately, a layer of rippling clouds appeared on the image of the planet, like an atmosphere, but it was not. The real atmosphere was below, and , is covered on the upper layer of the planet, and spread out from the core of the planet.

Vito released his psychic energy, instantly covered the subspace waves of the planet, and collided with them. The two waves collided together, and in the blink of an eye, the vigorous power on the surface of the planet was manifested. This is The psychic divination that the empire often calls, usually requires the cooperation of several powerful alpha-level psykers to achieve it.

But he did it in the blink of an eye, which was enough to make all the think tanks present re-examine their knowledge. Compared with the accumulation of wisdom for tens of thousands of years, these people's understanding of psychic power is still the same. A drop in the bucket.

"This planet is almost completely infected, right?" Guilliman said behind his arms, and Vito raised his head to signal the planet in front of him, "See there? It's in the northwest."

There was a swirling mediation cloud, apparently the center of the chaos of the entire planet, out of which it had arisen.

"It is estimated that we have a good friend."

"Typhus?"

"The envoy of Nurgle's family is taking his Terminus to the south of Macragge." Vito said with his hands in his arms, and then shrugged.

"To cause this level of pollution, it can only be caused by the appearance of Nurgle's chief demon, and we know that Kugas is now on the other side of the galaxy, harming the residents of another galaxy, so we can know that the remaining Who will be next?"

The Plague Fleet is composed of three parts. The three favored men of Nurgle lead the three fleets respectively, Nurgle's family champion Typhus, the chief demon Kugas, and.

Leader of the Fourteenth Legion, former son of the Emperor, now beloved son of Nurgle.

Mortarion.

Everyone at the scene fell silent, and the surrounding soldiers were silent, only a few sounds of clenched weapons could be heard. They were members of several battle groups, and their homeland was led by Mortarion before. The pestilent army destroyed.

The planet rots, the old fields become wriggling flesh, the planet festers from the depths of the earth until festers cover the cities, the plague, the poisonous fog turns everyone on the planet into Nurgle walking corpses, or worse look, and they are brothers of these fighters.

Those soldiers looked at Guilliman one after another. Their hands that held their weapons were shaking constantly, but they remained silent, and no one spoke, because they always remembered their identities. Among the people present, only one person could Make a decision.

Vito looked at Guilliman, and the guards behind him also looked subconsciously. Guilliman came out, and the guards on both sides gave way to him, because they saw the flames in the eyes of the Vengeful Son.

That flame, the flame of Macragge, the flame of millions of cities burning, was he, the flame of the sword of flame, and with this flame, Guilliman gazed at the poisoned star planet.

"Lord Vito."

"Yes, Boss, waiting for orders." Vito said standing in front of the hologram with his hands in his arms.

"My brother has been lost for too long. He thinks he can get away with humiliating me, violating my homeland, and violating the five hundred worlds of Macragge? He is wrong, very wrong."

Guilliman raised his head, and his crowned eyes instantly burned like dazzling fireballs. Guilliman raised his sovereign hand, "He did a stupid thing, and I will personally pay for his stupidity. Put an end to it."

"Then, Calgar." Vito turned around, stood in front of the map and said with his head raised. Calga on the side took a step forward and said, "What are your orders, my lord."

"Put the company down."

"Which company?"

"All." Vito said with a smile.