After several heavy TBMs were scrapped in the heart of the Hub, the ground forces finally drilled through the twisted layers of hot brass that flowed beneath the Heart of Mek.

Instead of using their devastating heavy firepower to help the TBM's burrowing efforts, the Cybercorps Giant Corps on the side is evacuating via beacon teleportation.

"Underneath the Heart of Merk is a highly mutated hollow dome structure, and the largest demonic furnace on Gormek sits inside, a Chaos Arsenal blessed by the power of the evil gods."

Promelia and Macbeth the Forge Sage each arrived at the heart of the city in the heart of Mek in a carrier-based interceptor, and several giant warbodies that had not yet been evacuated bent down from the ruins beneath the city, dragging the paralyzed shield machine away from the cooling sea of brass.

"Now that Gormek has been completely occupied by us, this planet has lost the subspace blessing of the symbolic 'Chaos War Factory', and the hollowed-out strata under the nest capital have become extremely fragile and must be carefully excavated."

Promelia instructed the ground troops: "It is very strange that the Bearer has taken the initiative to expose his own evacuation, there may be some secrets hidden under the city, please be careful in the construction, as far as possible not to cause geological collapse." ”

In that case, the secrets of Mek's heart could be lost to brass forever.

- It wasn't any ordinary metal brass, it was a symbol of the power of the owner of the Brass Throne, the Lord of the Skull, and who knows what would happen if it got out of control.

After emphasizing the importance of safe work for the construction team again, Promelia and Macbeth landed on the ground in interceptor planes. Macbeth goes to Badar, the Champion of Chaos, and Cole Fallon, the Dark Bishop, needs Promelia to see it himself.

By the time she arrived at the dry lake outside the city, the psykers of the 6th Expeditionary Fleet were already in the first round of interrogations of Cole Fallon.

But the progress is not very good, because there is no progress at all.

"Cole Fallon's body functions are extremely old, and he relies entirely on the life-sustaining system and subspace evil spells in the Terminator's armor to maintain his vital signs." Seeing Promelia's arrival, a gray-robed psyker bowed his head and reported, "His body is too weak, and his soul is parasitized by a strange chaotic force, if we forcibly remove it with a divine ritual, Cole Fallon will most likely die on the spot." ”

But without stripping away the contamination of Chaos, they will not be able to access the vital memories hidden in Cole Fallon's soul.

"It's a bit tricky." Promelia is a little bit of a human empire that has struggled to get information from the brains of Chaos believers who have fallen too deeply, and that's largely the reason.

Because the sacred ritual of the state religion sounds good to guide the emperor's holy light to wash away the filthy souls that have been impregnated by chaos, but in essence, it is actually guiding the evil god power called the emperor to pollute the soul that has been polluted by another chaos evil god for the second time.

It belongs to taking black ink to dye blue ink.

This was the opinion within the Order of Truth, and it was naturally impossible for Promelia to be so intelligent as to say such a thing in front of the Emperor's followers. She sighed and looked at Cole Fallon not far away.

Cole Fallon was still wearing a full set of Consolaris Terminator armor, and due to special circumstances, the interrogators did not remove his armor, but only unloaded all the weapons equipped on the Terminator, paralyzing the armor's energy system and maintaining only the energy supply of the life support system.

The Dark Bishop's head was also bleeding from a bleeding wound, not cut with a sharp object, but from a blunt object. To be precise, the night knight who was attacked was angry and directly turned the platinum greatsword sideways as a board, giving Cole Fallon a solid board to his head.

He didn't die, it was a loving father.

Withdrawing from the Inquisitors, who still wanted to try again, Promelia herself came to Cole Fallon's presence.

"Judging by their reactions, you should be a high-ranking member of the Imperial Army?" Cole Fallon looked up wearily, blood running across his face with a deep smile.

"Guess wrong, I'm not loyal to the Human Empire." Promelia casually responded, and began to unbutton her chest in front of Cole Fallon.

"I admit that you are quite attractive, but beauty tricks are not effective against me, and nothing can shake my devotion to the true God, at least not enough for you." Cole Fallon said with a smile, his eyes constantly glancing at Promelia.

Of course, he didn't have that desire, he just didn't miss any opportunity to provoke and insult the other party. Cole Fallon already knew that there was no way he could escape, and could only try to provoke the other party to give himself a happy death under the impulse.

But this is bound to be extravagant hope.

Cole Fallon's face changed as Promelia pinched the chain and pulled a shard of body temperature out of her neckline.

He didn't know what the pendant was, but as a Chaos wizard, his instinct was a frenzied warning, and unprecedented fear enveloped his mind. A thin mist swirling through the knuckle-sized fragment was like an abyss, locking Cole Fallon's gaze to Promelia's chest.

"Fragments of Zelo's Soul Stone can record specific wavelengths of psionic energy, insulating specific objects from subspace interference." Promelia said, approaching Cole Fallon with the pendant, "Honored to be there, Cole Fallon. I share with you the blessings of the leader, and the return to the void will cleanse your soul and regain a new death from chaos. ”

But the process won't be too comfortable......

She didn't say the second half of the sentence, and silently pressed the fragment of the soul stone to the center of Cole Fallon's eyebrows.

In an instant, a heart-rending scream came from the bottom of the dry lake, and even the pilots in the cockpit of the Cyberlux battle body could hear it.

The Dark Bishop had been in chaos for so long that the contamination had soaked every inch of his soul into one another, which was why the purification ritual of directly inflicting the state religion would kill Cole Fallon.

Listening to the painful groans of the dying old Astarte in front of him, even if the will was as strong as Promelia's, his soul couldn't help but tremble faintly. To make such a miserable howl of an Astarte veteran who has been fighting for 10,000 years can be imagined how extreme the pain he endured.

Stripping the soul of chaos from the soul with the Zelow Soul Stone connected to the Void Void, and it may be lighter to say that it is a little lighter to clean the tattoo with sulfuric acid, which is the basic building block for the destruction of an organic life entity at the cellular level, and no matter what the final outcome is, Cole Fallon will definitely die.

In fact, it was true, and Promelia's keen perception soon sensed that part of Cole Fallon's soul essence, which had been stripped of the chaotic influence of Zelo's soul stone, was collapsing. Without too much hesitation, she directly invaded his consciousness.

The hollow siphon does not stop once it starts, the pollution from the evil gods is rapidly peeling away, and the soul of Cole Fallon is rapidly dissipating in the extreme pain from the essence of life.

Promelia scanned the memories in the dark bishop's mind as if she were racing against the clock to flip through a burning book until the blasphemous book was completely reduced to ashes.

The screams of fear that resounded at the bottom of the lake finally subsided, and Promelia hung the bloodstained fragment of the soul stone back around her neck, and the old man in front of her hung his head silently.

The life of Cole Fallon, the first company commander of the Legion of Whisperers, the first Chaos As, the Dark Bishop, and Cole Fallon, came to an end in the brutal torture of stripping the soul of its essence.

"Destroy his body, bring back his skull, and present it to the Golden Throne." Promelia said to the Inquisitor.

"Yes." The Inquisitor bowed his head in response, and watched her walk away quickly, his heart thrilled.

This junior inquisitor has just received the rose knot granted by the Inquisition, and he is still a rookie who follows the old Inquisitor on missions. For the first time, I was able to get such an honor in a separate combat mission, and the excitement in my chest was naturally indescribable.

It is a different matter how he will examine his actions today after knowing the true identity of Cole Fallon and the crimes committed by the Dark Bishop of the Bearers during the Horus Rebellion.

…… I'll probably regret not cutting Cole Fallon into a shame before setting the corpse on fire.

In a dry lake filled with toxic waste, the interceptor quickly took off at the urging of Promelia and returned to the hangar of the Vicious Woman.

"With the exception of the construction team, all the combatants immediately returned to the fleet to stand by, repeating, giving up all the loot and returning to the team immediately. Gear up for battle. ”

Standing in the Valkyrie's main control room, Promelia said to the radio band in a serious tone, "Our goal has been found. ”

To be precise, it's about to be delivered to your door.

(End of chapter)