++ Priority Transmission: Encryption/Delta/Vermilion++

++ Recipient: Ai. Progaste Inquisitor++

++ Theme: About your new quest ++

++ From: Alien Inquisition++

++ Think of the day: Victory needs no explanation, defeat cannot be explained++

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Attention all loyal people of the Empire!

Respect the fruits of other people's labor, theft is a mortal sin!

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Dear Ai. Progaste Inquisitor:

Your brilliant achievements in the Far Eastern Star Domain have caught our attention. Once again, I congratulate you on what you have accomplished, and solemnly remind you that the responsibility will continue until you step into the grave, until then all of humanity needs you to continue to fight for.

I'm sure you've heard some unsubstantiated rumors circulating within the Inquisition that the Supreme Emperor is working with some force from another dimension. Here, I must swear in the name of the Emperor that these rumors are not entirely false. (Even so, we'll have to find out who is spreading the rumors.) ）

Yes. Before He walked among us again, several venerable Inquisitors and Space Marines traveled to the realm during a classified project and found an elixir that would heal his wounds. And the universe on which we live also awakens with Him and is connected with the rest of the universe (please refer to the attachment for the necessary spatial structure distortion information).

This spatial communication makes this communication a two-way street. Considering the difficult situation facing the Empire at the moment, our God Emperor has selectively sent a small number of travelers from the Otherworld (who have undergone strict assessments) to come to our Realm to serve the Empire in the form of mercenaries.

Given the special nature of their identity and abilities. We need a facilitator of transcendent status to guide them in their mission in this world to avoid some unnecessary conflict. And in view of the task report that your tutor previously handed in. and your own report, which we have chosen to undertake this mission. Hopefully, you'll be able to adapt to this task.

The Exorcist-class cruiser "Purifying Flame" (see attachment for details) is already on standby in orbit on your planet. The Navigator will follow the guidance of the Torch and take you to the planet where the Visitor is located. Once you've picked your acolyte, make your way to your destination as soon as possible.

Appendix 1: Updated model of the universe.

Appendix 2: Roster and personal data of the officers of the cruiser USS Purifying Flame.

++Teleported Complete++

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Far Eastern Star Field.

Settle in the world of the world. Transylvania.

The planet Transylvania doesn't have a long history, it was colonized by the human empire about 10,000 years ago and became a planet where mining and manufacturing go hand in hand. Mines, factories, refineries, processing plants – that's pretty much it. The planet's oceans have become dumps of wastewater, and mountains have long since been bulldozed in favor of crowded three-dimensional cities: three-dimensional houses and factories, man-made mountains that are taller than the original ones, like a giant mountain spewing dark clouds, made up of layers of structures.

These clusters of buildings are known as "Hive Cities", or simply "Hive Cities". Those free-standing spires and towers are called "nest spires" or "nest towers". Clusters of nests that are close to each other are called "nest clusters". In the desert between Nest City, the ground is covered with fluid and corrosive industrial waste, and the sky is obscured by dark red air pollution. The spires of the nest city protrude from the drifting industrial clouds like islands exposed to the ocean.

The capital of the planet is called the Capital of Carthage, which is also the highest mountain on the entire planet, and more than three billion people live in a giant man-made mountain range more than 20 kilometers high (5 kilometers deep into the planet's crust). And there are more than 100 nest cities on the surface of the entire planet.

The population of Transylvania has far exceeded the limits of the planet's capacity, and synthetic food and gangs rampant in the streets have become the most prestigious specialties of the Hive, and the vast majority of the inhabitants live in extreme poverty and horror, except for the aristocratic class that lives in the upper echelons of the Hive, and the supreme and noble Governor of the planet. They are like insects, ants and rats that move through the pipes of the city. If the conditions are good, you can work in an endless factory, or you will be able to use valuable materials in the waste materials accumulated over the years. Transylvania's minerals have been depleted, but gold and treasures remain in the waste materials accumulated over thousands of years.

One boot broke an iron pipe, and then another stepped on.

In a dark tunnel. Several people were dragging a figure forward. At the end of the road was a large iron gate, and one of the people in the group stood up, and a bright flame flickered on the iron gate. Then the heavy door was quickly opened, revealing a glare of light outside.

The human body being dragged on the ground was suddenly exposed to such a bright light. Immediately a low howl. Illuminated by the dark red light, his eyes revealed an abnormal pale.

"It seems. As he said, he never went outside in his life. I have never seen the sun in my life. Lu Mengyao was a little uncomfortable with the light here, and blocked her eyes with a pair of big sunglasses.

Before their eyes was the edge of the nest city, densely packed with countless ancient towers that towered like pins and needles—the lowest buildings were made at least 8,000 years ago, according to the city's history. and a wide desert in the distance, and a gloomy nest city on the horizon.

In addition to the dim deserts and fractured canyons, the most striking thing is the endless factories that crawl on the horizon. Some have long been abandoned, others - from the countless pipes that have been plugged into the behemoth of the nest, black pollution smoke, corroding and degrading the sky of this planet, the only thing that can receive strong sunlight is the part of the top of the nest, these black giants transcend the dark red clouds, accept the gift of clear stars, and trample all the dirt under their feet.

"Is there an ocean on this planet?" Su Jing tossed the man who had curled up because of the too strong light at his feet. Sadako Yamamura continued to read his memories and frowned from time to time.

"Ugh. His memory is messy, maybe I read it too hard...... Most of his memories are of participating in gang-to-gang brawls. and narcotics and violence...... Most of what he knew about the Tao was ...... Well, wait, I found it. It is said that the planet was home to rivers and oceans long ago. ”

"A long time ago?"

"The rivers are either dry or flowing with poisonous, deadly sewage, and the oceans are completely spoiled, and I wouldn't be surprised if a monster pops up one day......"

"Thank you, my dear."

Su Jing held the neck of the man who was anesthetized by the biological agent, placed him on a steel plate, and gently injected him with an antidote.

"I'm a person who pays a lot of attention to etiquette." Su Jing said into the man's ear, and the character card translated his words into the local Low Gothic (the precise and elegant High Gothic is the standard language of the Empire. It can be used in any star field, but because of its complexity, completely different simplified dialects have developed in various places, the so-called Low Gothic).

"One of the most important functions of etiquette is that it softens the contradictions between people. Personally, I hate it when people swear at each other because it means a ...... Aggressive attitude. And I hate aggressiveness. They are very hurtful. ”

The man groaned and woke up, his terrified face contorted.

"When we bumped into you, you were abusing someone who was weaker than you. We've taken out all your men, cleanly. Even though I like to kill sometimes. But I never mistreated my enemies, I always made them die a happy death. But there are always weak scumbags who like to pointlessly squeeze those who are weaker than them, who can only take pleasure in the pain of others. I despise such people. In this way, they can only achieve shallow happiness in this worldly realm. ”

"It doesn't make sense for you to tell him that." The magician lit a cigarette and commented.

“…… It's going to be good right away. Su Jing waved his hand, and he turned this person's face towards the desert in the distance. We walked about twenty miles to get you here, so that you could see the world that you have never seen in your life. Can I go back? Think of it as a test. ”

Su Jing mercilessly threw him off the railing. The poor man waved his limbs helplessly. Fell on a platform ten meters down. Before dying of overdose, he might be able to climb back to the bottom of the dark nest where he lives.

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A Valkyrie transport plane is docked on a small tarmac in the Planet's Doge's Palace. The tried-and-true vehicle appears to have undergone a number of personalized modifications, most notably the much thicker armor and the addition of several vector propulsion units.

The hatch opened, and several able guards jumped out of the cabin first.

In order to welcome the messenger of the God Emperor, the governor of the planet, Marco. Aurelius looked like he had made some careful preparations. A few maids rolled out the precious red carpet all the way to the VIP reception room, and the pleasant fragrance of flowers wafted through the air. And none of this pleases the man who stepped off the plane.

The Inquisition is an almost unbalanced link in the imperial system of power, and each Inquisitor is selected from the most elite part of the human race, and has undergone the most rigorous training and cultivation. They have enough power to wreak havoc on an entire galaxy, deploying a considerable number of Imperial Navy, Imperial Guard, Star Guard, or legendary Starmarines to their services. They are not under the command of the Imperial Military Department, but owe direct allegiance to the God Emperor.

There is no doubt that every Inquisitor is the most determined and excellent member of the human race. The three Inquisitions, one for heretics, one for Xenomorphs, and one for demons, and the Inquisition for Xenomorphs, such as Zerg, Orcs, or Titanium, are dedicated to the threat of Xenomorphs.

Stepping out of the cabin was a young woman (or at least young) in a close-fitting power armor, which was undoubtedly custom-made, delicate and gorgeous, unlike the rough appearance of ordinary power armor. On one side of the armor on his shoulders is the Empire's golden double-headed eagle, and on the other side is the emblem of the Alien Inquisition. A giant "I" with three bars in the middle. On one side of his waist is a Seiko power sword, and on the other side is a hellfire pistol.

When she completely stepped out of the cabin, the maids who greeted her in the aisle took a few steps back in horror. Not so much because of her vampire-like pale countenance, but because of the two huge sickle-like bone claws that extended from her shoulder blades. Now, of course, the two murder weapons have curled up.

"General ...... Inquisitor Progas, His Excellency Aurelius is already waiting for you in the VIP reception room. Since we heard that it is an urgent business, we will try our best to meet you as soon as possible. If you're not in a hurry, you can freshen up and "

Although the butler standing at the front said the whole set of words thoughtfully, his eyes couldn't help but glance at the bone claw behind her.

"Please lead the way."

The inquisitor said coldly. (To be continued......)