Warhammer 2-80 is stupid

If the government of Terra is the emperor's right hand, then the Inquisition is the emperor's left hand. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Inquisition is not bound in any form, it is accountable only to the great emperor, and the laws of mortal beings cannot bind the inquisitors to carry out their tasks, and all sacrifices are acceptable for the sake of the survival of mankind.

All aliens, heretics, demons, and other evil forces lurking in the dark corners of the empire are the targets of the Inquisition, and the enemies of the empire will never end.

Edward looked at the Inquisitor at the front of the line, recalling the instructions of Inquisitor Solaris.

"Help him, Edward, Marcos is a disciple of my friend. If you can meet him, remember, the situation must have reached a point of grave gravity, and I hope you will remember that I will give you the authority to return to service in the Inquisition at that time. ”

Looking at the inquisitor in deep thought, Edward sighed and stepped forward.

"Stop, priest, that's not where you can set foot next." The two battle nuns guarding around the Inquisitor raised their explosive rifles and pointed them at Edward, "You have not cleared your suspicions now, and you are not allowed to approach the Inquisitor. ”

Edward didn't speak, but tore the white robe from his right shoulder.

What was revealed was a plain white shoulder armor, a large I, and a war hammer delicately carved into the shoulder armor.

Edward then raised his shield and erased the camouflage that had shrouded it.

A faint silver light flashed from the surface of the shield, and in the center of the shield was also a huge I, and a skull relief that clung to the letters.

The hallmark of the court, without a doubt.

"In the name of the Emperor and the Inquisition, I have come to find Inquisitor Marcos."

The nuns began to be overwhelmed, and the Inquisitor turned, his face blocked from the mask, but his next action expressed his attitude.

"Your identity."

Edward slowly fell to one knee and swore an oath to the Inquisitor.

"Inquisitor Marcos, I am a combat crusader acolyte of the High Demon Inquisitor, Lord Solaris, currently serving in the 14th Division of Tantalus, as Edward of the Chaplain, and now at the behest of Inquisitor Solaris, I am once again at the service of the Inquisition. I brought news of the High Inquisitor. ”

――――

It's a dark space.

The cold darkness shrouded the space, and the breath of life was completely cut off, like a tomb.

No, it should be said, this is the tomb, the tomb of the ancient and powerful undead who sleeps.

Suddenly, two faint blue rays of light flashed, and then a tall figure stood up from the darkness.

Then, a dark green glow illuminated the dark room, and the tall figure was fully revealed.

The golden headdress and skirt armor, the dark blue giant energy slasher, the sturdy metal skeleton, and the dynasty emblem on the chest all show the identity of the comer.

Necromantic Overlord, Traveler Allakhir.

"Alpha, I received ......"

The traveler spoke slowly, in the same tone as he looked, cold and mechanical, but with a rare hint of indescribable intonation.

"After a century, Alpha, my dear friend, it's good to hear your signal."

"Me too, Arakhir, how is your journey?"

"As always, many of my people have gone crazy...... It's hard for me to convince them or communicate with them. But I believe that this must be overcome, and speaking of which, Alpha, you summoned me for some more important reason. ”

"Yes, Allakhir. I hope you can do me a favor. ”

After a silent exchange of information, a gleam flashed in the traveler's eyes.

"It's not easy for me to do what you ask. The Ancient Sage's precautions against us are extremely high, unless, I can receive clear coordinates. ”

"I promise you can."

"That's fine," the ancient necromantic overlord nodded, "looking forward to seeing you back." ”

"So, before we end the conversation, Alpha, if you don't mind, I'd like to ask how you've been doing."

"It's still like that, constantly getting involved in all kinds of troubles, well, it's all Steven's fault."

"If you don't mind, can you talk to me a little more? You know, there's always been no one around me. ”

"Of course, I'd love to."

――――

"It's finally time for this." The Prophet Paphael sighed, "Fortunately, it is not too late. ”

"Not really." "It's not a good thing that there are more and more people in the Empire. I'm not sure what we're going to do next. ”

"Do...... We...... What needs to be done, just fine. The prophet said, "It's time to open the door." The messengers, already, gathered. ”

"Come on, then." "Let's go to the Empire and the Federation," said Pafel, for we don't know where we're going next or what will happen after the gates. ”

Soon, everyone was on the side, the Imperial Guard and the Battle Nuns standing together, while the Marines and Elves were on the other side, guarding each other.

"Tell me what we're going to do next." The Inquisitor said with a serious look on his face, the head nun and Edward standing behind him, while the rest stood farther away.

"The gate has two levels," said Pafir, to himself, "and all can enter the first gate, but only the messenger can open the second. We are now going to enter the first gate, and get ready, this gate is very fragile now, and you have to be careful. ”

With that, Paphael took a step forward.

Then, suddenly, it disappeared in place.

The Inquisitor was stunned for a moment, then turned to the soldiers behind him.

"Keep up with me." Then he took a step, and disappeared as well.

When Edward took a step after the Inquisitor, the scenery suddenly distorted.

Then the storm blew.

The wreckage of Ankoostan vanished in the blink of an eye, leaving only flying sand and rocks and an uninhabited wasteland.

"The emperor is above, this is here?"

The Inquisitor of the "Cracked World" said, "I should have thought that it was too normal for the Ancient Saints to choose this place. ”

"Let's go." The Spirit Ranger said, "The gate is ahead...... Wait a minute. ”

He suddenly crouched down, looked at the ground, and a look of surprise instantly appeared.

"Oh no," he said, standing up to everyone, "Taryn and the Enslavers have arrived. ”

He pointed to the ground, where a large paw print tore through it, and the body of a slaver lay in the middle of the paw print.

"Looks like it's a big guy here."

"Holy Bug, the biochemical titan of the Tyranid."