Edward looked at the scene in front of him and was silent. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Corpses, eyes full of humans, heretics, xenomorphs, and even flaming demon engines.

"I never thought it would be something like this that awaits us in Ankoosten." Ryan said.

"The way they look, it's weird." The Space Marine slowly crouched down and looked at the body of an Imperial Defense soldier in front of him, "There were no fatal wounds, and, judging by his facial expressions, there was no serious mental shock," and then he rolled the soldier's eyelids again, "It seems that they all of a sudden died here at the same time." ”

"Not only that," Alice also stood beside the corpse, "the expressions of the deceased...... It's weird," she then pulled out a knife and made a cut in the corpse's wrist, sending warm blood out.

"The blood was still warm and not coagulated, indicating that they had not been dead for long," and then she touched the corpse's face and limbs, "but the muscles had stiffened, as if they had been dead for days." ”

"There are no signs of poisoning, and I have not analyzed any possible chemical weapons," said the ranger named Black Dog, "and they did not die under chemical warfare agents." ”

"What the hell is going on here?" Ryan asked.

Alice shrugged, "The emperor is above, I don't know the Buddha." ”

"But I know," Edhu squeezed a phrase out of his teeth, "the enslaver." ”

"Look at that thing," Edward held out his hand, pointing to an eerie leather-like substance in the distance.

No, it wasn't leather, and though it looked similar in color from a distance, it was a dead twisted creature, its corpse splattered with blue, viscous blood.

However, the strangely colored blood was much easier to accept than its ugly corpse.

The shriveled tentacles were entwined together and finally curled up in the same sunken massive airsac-like body, and a closer look at him revealed several pairs of eyes as small and dense as arthropods, but long gone.

"What kind of monster is this?" Alice said in a tone of disgust, and there was no doubt that this ugly, twisted creature could cause intense discomfort even when it was dead.

"Thankfully, it's dead," said Edward, not feeling his voice as ruthless and cold as he had served in the Inquisition, "otherwise we don't think many of us would have made it out alive." ”

"The Enslavers, an ancient evil creature, they are known in the Imperial records as the Plague of Souls because they can control everything they can perceive, from living beings to machines without exception." Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice sounded in their ears, and a man appeared in the window above the Imperial group.

Dressed in a suit of black power armor, with a power sword in his left hand and a Tempest Bolt in his right hand, everyone present mistook him for a Dark Remnant at first glance.

However, as the eyes of everyone present shifted to his chest, no one thought so.

Above the golden Imperial Double-headed Eagle is embellished with a huge "I" emblem.

Quite a few people's blood froze almost immediately, and no one did not know what it symbolized.

The Inquisition, the Emperor's excommunication, the final punishment for all traitors, aliens and demons.

And now everyone in Changde is estimated to be the target of their execution.

However, the next words of the inquisitor in front of him interrupted everyone's train of thought.

"I'm the alien inquisitor Marcus Ostylus, and I'm going to find the spirits who came with you."

So said the judge.

"The sooner the better."

As soon as he finished speaking, a sound came from behind him, and dozens of heavily armed battle nuns stepped out, their blasters and flamethrowers pointed downward.

"Do you need to purge these traitors, Inquisitor?" The nun, who was holding a giant man-wide saw, said, "Sisters, ready. ”

"No" the Inquisitor looked at the people below, some of them were already nervous and almost dizzy, others looked wary, "Their loyalty still needs to be tested, but at least for now they are still the Emperor's warriors, put away your weapons, Chief Nun." ”

"But my lord, there is no doubt that they are mixed with heresy."

"I say, put away your weapons, head nun, I am the one who can decide whether a person is loyal or not." The Inquisitor rebuked, and the nuns reluctantly put away their weapons.

Then, the Inquisitor turned his head and looked down, "Come out, Spirit Clan, you should have been around for a long time." ”

"That's it from the moment you entered, Imperial Inquisitor." A looming shadow appeared on the building opposite the Inquisitor, "Say, what do you want to tell us, although I can't guarantee that it will be conveyed." ”

The Inquisitor slowly raised his head and looked at the Ranger.

"The Treasure Trove, what the hell is it?"

A simple and direct question.

"The eagle dogs of the empire smell it too, don't they? It's a lot of fun. Little Inquisitor, you didn't know what you were looking for and ran here? ”

The vague shadow flickered twice, and then a ranger in a cloak and holding a near-human-tall star-dart sniper rifle emerged from the shadows.

"Let's start at the beginning."

――――――――――

The yellow sand in the sky was raging under the storm. The power of extraordinary knowledge is constantly transforming the appearance of the earth, carving one mark after another.

Vazak scratched his head indifferently and looked around.

"What's going on here? Why are we here all of a sudden? Xiaomi, do you have a number? ”

"Yes, Dad," Xiaomi picked up Brother Mao's cane and gestured, "It seems that we have just walked through the barrier inside and outside, as long as we continue to walk, we can find the gate." See! Brother Mao is still pointing the way. ”

"That's good, because I think there's something wrong with this place, and I'm thinking about it......"

Suddenly, Brother Mao's staff began to shine with a strong light, as bright as the blazing sun.

Then, the surroundings changed.

A twisted vortex appeared in front of the wasteland, a powerful suction force coming from the front, and dust and rubble were sucked into the gap. Vazak could feel that he could barely control his steps, and he unconsciously fell forward.

"What's going on?" Vazak shouted, pressing his giant claws and squeaky cannon to the ground, and got down on one knee, making three huge marks on the ground.

"Dad, Second Brother Mao said that the treasure house is in front, and we have to rely on ourselves to go forward." Xiaomi shouted, Brother Mao's staff was pressed to the ground by her, and the electric light all over her body exploded, "Should we let go and go in, Dad?" ”

"Wait!" Vazak shouted, slowly standing up, "We need to go in together!" ”

Vazak slowly moved his heavy mechanical body, and the metal all over his body made a terrifying tearing sound under the control of the suction.

But Vazak turned a deaf ear to this, he just walked towards Millet step by step, stretched out his power claws, and hugged Millet to his chest.

"Let's go!" Vazak said, then straightened up and stopped resisting.

Vazak's four-meter-tall mechanical body was scraped up like leaves, flying, and sucked into the gap.

As soon as they fell in, the gap closed as if it had never existed.