……

"I'm sorry, Regent, it's not my personal decision, it's the Inquisition's."

"Yes, I have provided some ritual items, which are evil and profane things that I have acquired in my long career as an Inquisitor, and I have them in my collection, but it is not my intention to use them."

Robert Killiman and Inquisitor Eisenhorn walked side by side in the ship's corridor, one making their way to a secret room.

The road to the secret chamber is filled with inquisitors, Anglican nuns, and space marines priests, as well as sentry posts and patrols of new thunder warriors.

It's enough to see how wicked and desecrated Eisenhorn was to introduce him.

Listening to Eisenhorn's nagging and explanations, which were not talkative, Kiliman only gave him a reassuring response: "You don't have to explain too much to me, because I approve of this trial." ”

Eisenhorn nodded, continuing to lead the way.

Soon the Imperial Regent and Inquisitor entered the room they wanted to enter.

In this heavily guarded room, the Anglican War Apostle Mathieu and his retinue stood in the room armed with cold weapons such as flails, surrounding a demon bound by chains filled with the sacred proverbs of the Anglican religion.

The blue demon, the blue feather, you don't need to ask to know which master it is.

And this Tzeentch demon is the one who will be interrogated next.

Interrogating demons is a whimsical affair, but it seems quite feasible at this time period.

These are the Inquisitors of the Inquisition's Golden Expeditionary Fleet, or more precisely, the radical inquisitors of the Demon Inquisition, who secretly found Kiliman and came up with a radical idea.

The reason is that the inquisitors of the Demon Inquisition think that something is not quite right here in Bloom, and that the enemy seems to be deliberately doing something, and in this case they can only find a way to grab something and ask.

The Tzeentch demon in the room was summoned by the radical inquisitors from one of Eisenhorn's collections, restrained it once summoned, and imposed a blockade of various proverbs and ritual items.

"The lackeys of the Blood God want to please the Blood God on Bloom."

When Killiman tried to ask the first question, Tzeentch said everything he wanted to know.

Very proactive and in a hurry.

"The lackeys of the plague god wanted to get their hands on a deathly hallows on Broome, so they got involved."

"As for the Black Legion...... I don't know what they're doing on Bloom, and they don't get involved in the war much anyway, so I feel like they're very negative. ”

"The war on Broome should never have broken out...... How so...... If you want to blame it, blame that bastard named Fabius......"

Tzeentch lowered his head and grumbled quietly.

"Damn it."

"My master wanted you to drive straight to the plague planet, but you were dragged to the hell of Broome...... Damn ......"

Killiman and Eisenhorn stood in the doorway, the two of them staring at each other and remaining silent.

They really didn't have much to say, because the Tzeentch demon told them everything they wanted to know.

Including how the hell this wrong battlefield in Broome became a quagmire of war, and how this place is so demonic.

"Oh yes, there's one more thing."

The demon suddenly remembered something.

"There's a demon prince of the god of blood on Bloom, and he's called Killer."

"Be careful with this bastard, because he's been enchanted because he's so good at building killing machines, and there's a good chance he'll surprise you, like the Skull Fortress, Skull Titan, or something you see right now."

Hearing the demon mention the Skull Fortress and the Titan, Killiman suddenly recalled that when he was still on the bridge just now, he heard Qin Mo complain about something.

Qin Mo said that he thought that the killing weapon should not exist, and that this guy might have been selected by the Blood God from the past history, waiting for the tools and chess pieces to be used in this war now.

This is a vague statement, but it is easy to understand when combined with the words of the demon now.

"Those disgusting things in the subspace...... Killiman asked in a deep voice, "they're sending something from the past to the present war, right?" ”

"Your Creator, the Cursed One, is also in the Most High Heaven, so don't even curse him." The demon laughed.

Eisenhorn whispered an explanation to Killman.

The cursed are talking about the Emperor, and no demonic servant in the Supreme Heaven dares to call the Emperor directly, so they have to change their title to what they can address.

"And about that killer ......," Killiman said slowly.

"That killer is a demon prince, and he has strong combat power, so don't think about sending any space marines to behead him." The demon hastened to reply, "Either you and your brother take the sword of the cursed, or let the man favored by my master go, anyway, you must find a way to slaughter him quickly, or you will have a headache." ”

Kiriman nodded: "Then ......"

"The war on Broome can be expected to be fought for a long time." Again, the demon replied, "No way, whoever let your brother plunge headfirst into this mess of Bloom, take your time." ”

"......" Kiliman was silent.

Eisenhorn whispered, "Is there anything else you'd like to ask, my lord?" ”

Killiman shook his head.

Eisenhorn took out the exorcism amulet and chanted a spell at the demon, causing it to burn.

Screams from demons echoed throughout the room.

"Ahhhhh

"Ah...... Wait, one more thing! ”

The demon pointed to Eisenhorn's waist.

"One of the things in your collection is not something that is used to summon the slave of the Lord of All Changes, but something that is used to summon the slave of the Prince of Darkness, you fool has been deceived by its appearance!"

The flaming divine flames gradually banished the Tzeentch demon back to the subspace.

Killiman looked at the item stored in the glass jar of the corpse of the living saint on Eisenhorn's waist, the blue gem with full eyes: "What do you think is the probability that what the subspace creature said is true?" ”

"I think the part about the demon prince called the killer is true." Eisenhorn spread his hands, "But to be honest, I think it's all true, because the situation in the subspace is all about mingling right now, and it's not surprising that some being wants to tear down its brother." ”

Kiliman nodded, he thought the same thing.

Look at the ashes left behind by the Tzeentch demon...... Kiriman couldn't help but recall the demon's attitude.

Hurried and tired, like a player who has repeated several times in the game and can't wait to clear the level.

Isn't this the first time we've been summoned for interrogation?

Kiriman couldn't help but wonder.

"At least the information about the killing weapon is the same as some of the information I learned from my colleagues." Eisenhorn said.

"Yes, yes." Kiriman nodded repeatedly.

The two of them were silent.

After a while, Killiman looked out of the porthole of the room.

The environment inside the Eye of Fear is strange and absurd.

Looking at the scene outside the porthole, Kiliman said slowly with doubts: "I don't know why, I'm here, I ...... It feels like a fish in water, like a thirsty person meeting an oasis in the desert. ”

"It's like ......"

"You and your essence source or something, get closer and closer."

(End of chapter)