There seems to be no sunrise or sunset in this world. It has always been bathed in an eternal reddish glow. The sky seems to be burning under the reflection of the hellish vortex.
Under the bloody sky, after walking for an unknown amount of time, a bat and a crow arrived in front of a huge tower made of twisted rocks. The two stepped up the stairs and arrived at a narrow platform.
There is another smaller stone staircase at the other end of the platform, the top of which leads to the temple above. The stones on both sides of the road are carved with inscriptions and hieroglyphs, most of which are symbols of worship to the gods of chaos.
After walking up the stairs, at the entrance of the temple, a tall figure wearing a golden lion helmet and carrying a long sword wrapped in cloth was leaning alone on the threshold, staring at the visitor with his arms folded.
"Looks like your hunt went well."
"Here."
Crow Helmet replied coldly, then threw the beast's head over, and Lion Helmet caught it in mid-air.
Then the three of them approached the temple at the same time. Under the dim firelight, three figures were standing in front of a stone altar. Three heads of different shapes were already placed on the altar.
Of the three figures, the tallest one wore the thickest armor and a helmet like a red three-headed hellhound. The other one wore a war horse helmet. In the middle was a short figure wearing a cloak. He seemed to be looking at A letter in hand.
After hearing the footsteps of the three people, the man in the middle turned around and took off his hood to reveal a weather-beaten face. It was the Inquisitor Lennart Meyers.
"Sai, you are back."
"The head is here."
"Put it on."
Then the inquisitor flicked the letter on his hand with his fingers, smiled at the Bat Helmet and said:
"Our commander of the Soshyan Army made big news."
Bathelm asked curiously when he heard the other party mention Soshyan.
"Soshyan? What's wrong with him?"
"Ha, see for yourself."
Bathelm took the letter and read it for a while, then made a surprised sound.
"He went to Commorragh? And... who is the Phoenix King? Who is the Eternal Queen? Oh my God, did he really get involved with that female Eldar? I said at the beginning - —”
Perhaps because the news Saiweita said was too outrageous, several people around him also gathered around. As a result, everyone was speechless after reading it.
The Lionhelm then turned to the Inquisitor.
"What's going on with the Dead Eagle and Jackal? Can't both of them watch him?"
Beside him, Crow Helmet sneered and pointed at the letter and said:
"Do you expect Jackal? I guess he was the one who instigated Soshyan to go to Comoros. Death Eagle has always had an ambiguous attitude. They should not have been allowed to do this in the first place."
The three-headed hell dog also nodded.
"The original plan was for me and the bat to do this. If it hadn't been for that accident-"
At this time, the man with the war horse helmet suddenly asked.
"The letter said he was rescued in the end. Who could it be?"
The Inquisitor smiled.
"You should be able to guess."
Hearing these words, War Horse Helmet fell into silence.
In the end, this problem was solved by the Lions helmet.
"We have gone to find him more than once over the years, but Khan has always been reluctant to show up, but he did show up this time. Is this what Thunder Stone Church means?"
The Inquisitor waved his hand.
"Well, there is no need to delve into this matter. Anyway, it has already happened. All we have to do is to deal with possible accidents and modify the plan appropriately... In fact, the whole thing is not serious. It may have a negative impact on the entire country. Planning is also beneficial.”
"But he is a chapter leader, broke into Commorragh alone, had an affair with an alien, and is also an alien queen. Once word gets out, it will probably cause an uproar throughout the world."
"Who will spread the word? Will anyone believe it if it is spread? I will ask someone to issue a silence order at the Inquisition, and there are not many people who can leave informants in Comoros."
"But what to do next? Depending on Soshyan's intentions, he might-"
"Let me tell you."
Bathelm suddenly interjected.
"When that female spirit tribe shows up, we will kill a hundred of them."
The judge shook his head.
"This matter cannot be solved so simply and crudely. Firstly, it is likely to completely anger Soshiyang and make him do irrational things. Secondly, Veronica's status is very important now, and attacking her will also anger the entire Eldar race. , and even affect higher levels of power. Our goal is not to launch a war against the entire Eldar race now, but to reduce incidents... After the things here are over, I am going to see an old friend. It’s up to you to decide what he really means.”
"I think there's one more thing that's important right now."
Crow Helmet said in a low voice:
"The Jackal must be warned to put away those little thoughts, and verbal warnings are useless. He must know the price of reckless behavior... A traitor like him cannot make sense with just a few words."
Lennart Meyers smiled and nodded.
"Indeed, this is also one thing. Jackal only cares about three things, his sister, his demon, and his... blood guard."
"My lord, you mean that."
"There is no rush now. I will give you this task after I meet that old friend."
The crow nodded and said no more words.
"Okay, let's finish here first."
With that, the Inquisitor used his thoughts to light a row of candles around him.
The out-of-this-world light illuminated the pale faces on the wall. As the candles were lit, the ancient rocks began to tremble slightly, dust fell from the top, and the candle flames evaded the surroundings like a living creature, not wanting to let themselves go out.
The judge then began to draw runes and emblems on the scarlet sand table with his fingers, and at the same time explained to the surrounding warriors:
"You must be confused as to why I came here. Then I will tell you now. This was once a planet swallowed by the subspace, and later became a battlefield for four evil gods. Their evil power distorted the original residents, leaving They killed each other and tried to take over the world, but they were soon abandoned by the four evil gods."
When he put away his fingers, a complex pattern had been formed. Then the judge twisted a ball of yellow phosphorus and sprinkled it on the red sand, and a brilliant flame suddenly rose.
"Do you know why? Because they found that the will of the residents here has long been distorted by another thing. Although they can be contaminated by the power of chaos, their souls can never enter the subspace realm... So here It completely became an abandoned place, and the bloodline of the aborigines gradually became extinct. However, the four most powerful among them, and the four most affected by the power of chaos, survived. Through them, we can find the original The one that twisted their souls."
After saying that, the judge looked at the flames and slowly let his will enter it, while the four heads also burned.
The Inquisitor even projected everything he saw into reality, painting a grand yet somewhat fuzzy picture in front of several warriors.
His consciousness entered a realm of light, where the darkness of the void disappeared and dissipated, and clusters of ancient stars lit up everything with their shining light.
This is an unknown galaxy. The dust and debris everywhere obscures things further away. Those galaxies that are too old to be identified and can only be visited by the toughest races form a rotating roulette around ancient catastrophes. Many planets are only What remains are the broken remnants and the ashes and dust of a fallen civilization.
As he continued deeper, he passed through the obscured area and entered the strong light formed by the combination of three nearly dead stars.
Through the strong light, everyone saw an almost invisible planet. It was baked in the radioactive light and looked like a sea urchin. Its needle-like spiers covered the entire cracked and charred surface.
Suddenly, everyone present felt a slow, ominous thump, similar to the heartbeat of an aging god.
There seems to be something hidden under that planet, but it is beyond the scope of what everyone on the scene can imagine, and there is no trace of it even from the tapestry of fate.
"It seems like this is it."
The inquisitor's voice became extremely hoarse when he spoke again, like a traveler who had been thirsty for a long time in the desert. As his voice came out, the images gradually faded away, and the heads of the four beasts were completely burned to ashes.
"This planet was originally dragged into the subspace from that area by unknown forces, but the souls of the local residents were almost deprived of all subspace attributes. I guess the four evil gods must have discovered something because of this... "
After saying this, the Inquisitor turned to the big man in the three-headed dog helmet.
"Excuse me, please go to Titan to find that person and give this to him."
As he spoke, the judge had a piece of black letterhead in his hand, with a line of small, twisted text on it.
"clear."
"Then thank you for your help, blood bat, and..."
The inquisitor hesitated for a moment, and then fixed his gaze on the warrior in the horse helmet.
"Wrathful Horse, after you leave, go directly to meet Death Eagle to see if he needs help. By the way, see if there is any trouble in the Eleventh Legion during Suoshiyang's absence."
"Fine."
