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Duanmu Huai raised his head, stood up, and looked at the group of warriors in front of him curiously.

Judging from the power armor on them, these soldiers are obviously Astartes. Duanmu Huai can even recognize from their iconic decorations that this should belong to a chapter of the Space Wolves. But this is not important. What is important is the back. Duanmu Huai glanced at the wolf cubs in front of him, and then cast his eyes behind them, where two people wearing almost the same armor as Duanmu Huai stood.

One man and one woman.

Except that the patterns on their armor may not be as prosperous and exquisite as Duanmu Huai's, other aspects are similar.

Well, two inquisitors, really interesting.

"Yo, hello."

Duanmu Huai raised his hand and greeted everyone, while the latter stared at him vigilantly and tightened their weapons. The inquisitor who looked relatively older standing in the back asked.

"Who are you?"

"I am the Grand Inquisitor Duanmu Huai."

Duanmu Huai shrugged his shoulders. He did not lie. This is his identity.

"I didn't know the Inquisition sent someone else to investigate this space wreck."

"It would be nice if I was here to investigate."

Duanmu Huai curled his lips helplessly.

"Unfortunately I'm not. I'm trapped here. Before you came, I just walked around here and killed some things that dared to stand in my way. It's that simple."

"So, you are a prisoner?"

At this time, another young female judge asked.

"You can put it this way. Anyway, I can't jump out of this broken ship and swim to somewhere else, right?"

Duanmu Huai spread his hands and looked at everyone.

"Okay, everyone, what are you doing here? Although I can't say I'm doing my best to be a good host, if you need any help, I can help you, as long as you are willing to take me away from this damn place."

"……………………"

The two judges looked at each other, and the older one spoke again.

"We are here to find something."

"Well, I won't ask you what you are looking for. I know no more about this broken ship than you do."

Duanmu Huai guessed that they might be fighting with the dark elves for something, but he was too lazy to care about such trivial matters.

"But if you need me to help you kill those bastards who are in the way, I will be happy to serve you."

He just hopes to leave here and kill a few more bastards by the way.

Perhaps it was Duanmu Huai's clean and neat actions to kill the dark elves that won their trust. After discussing for a while, the two inquisitors allowed him to go with them. Of course, they did not tell them their mission, and Duanmu Huai did not need to ask. He was also an inquisitor, so he knew very well that unlike those who rummaged through garbage, the inquisitor went to a space wreck not for treasures, but to take back something, destroy something, or track something.

It's just that he would take a group of wolf cubs with him, which means that this mission is really important.

Duanmu Huai walked beside them, curiously looking at the Space Wolves. They were very young, and it was obvious that they were new recruits of the Space Wolves. But because of this, Duanmu Huai was somewhat curious about their mission and duties, because according to Duanmu Huai's experience, the Inquisitors had their own guards and attendants, and they rarely sought the assistance of the Space Marines unless the situation was serious.

Maybe it had something to do with the soldier of the Death Watch?

Duanmu Huai glanced at the black figure in the wolf pack again. This was not surprising. The Space Marines would send their own soldiers to the Death Watch for further study. It was not surprising that an Astartes who graduated from the Death Watch went on a mission with the Inquisition. If this Astartes came from the Space Wolves, and pulled a group of wolf cubs to help... well, it didn't seem strange?

In addition to them, the Inquisitors naturally brought their own guards. Duanmu Huai only knew that the two Inquisitors were called Sten and Kara, and the leading Space Marine was called Lana, but knowing these was enough. Anyway... the mission of the Inquisition, don't ask what you shouldn't ask, don't look at what you shouldn't look at, and don't think about what you shouldn't think about.

So Duanmu Huai quietly turned on his headphones.

Let's listen to some nursery rhymes.

At the same time, beside Duanmu Huai, two judges were quietly communicating in their personal communication channels.

"What do you think?"

Sten looked at the tall figure of Duanmu Huai walking not far away and asked. His subordinate Kara was silent for a moment, then spoke.

"To be honest, as a person trapped on a space wreck, he seems to be... too relaxed."

It is not surprising that there are people on a space wreck. In fact, some space wrecks with a long history have even given birth to groups with a "long history", such as beastmen. These things have also appeared in the Novice Village. The reason they appear here is the same as on the Novice Planet—the subspace distorts the bodies of those mortals and gives birth to twisted, chaotic freaks.

When these beastmen grow up, they will begin to believe in evil gods spontaneously, just like their compatriots in the Novice Village.

Incidentally, since Space Hulks spend most of their time floating in the Warp, they are more closely connected to the Chaos Gods than their more distant cousins ​​in the Novice Village.

And in the warp, time itself has no meaning. Maybe thousands of years have passed outside, but in the warp it may be just one or two months.

They have been to space hulks before, and they have seen those mortals who were driven crazy by the warp. But this Grand Inquisitor is different. He seems very relaxed, very comfortable, and his steps are very orderly. He doesn't look like he is trapped in such a dangerous space hulk at all, but more like taking a walk in a garden world.

And...

"He is very powerful."

Kara's voice was mixed with a bit of fear. She is a psychic with powerful prophetic ability. Because of this, when she saw Duanmu Huai for the first time, she felt a terrifying pressure. It was not because of his appearance. The Inquisitor has seen all kinds of aliens and mutants. Although Duanmu Huai's appearance is fierce, it is also normal in this world.

Or considering that he is an Inquisitor, this bit of fierceness is very suitable for him.

But as a psychic, Kara felt a more terrifying inner.

"I don't know how to describe it. I haven't even touched his fur, but I have a hunch that if I continue to explore his inner self, the consequences will be difficult to predict. And..."

Kara swallowed her saliva.

"Beside him, I feel that my spiritual power seems to be suppressed."

"You mean like the untouchables?"

"No."

Kara answered in a low voice.

"It's not the feeling of being swallowed, but something more... It's like being enveloped and suppressed by a huge mountain. I feel that my spiritual power is completely unusable. They began to become uneasy and humble, like a submissive slave. I wanted to mobilize my spiritual power, but they didn't obey my orders at all."

"……………………"

Hearing Kara's answer, Sten was silent for a moment.

"I don't have that feeling, but didn't you notice?"

"What?"

"Our instruments."

Sten glanced around.

"Since we boarded this space wreck, our instruments have been working sometimes and sometimes not."

"Isn't this normal?"

Kara didn't think it was strange. The space wreck could be said to be an extension of the subspace, where any rules of the physical universe could be disturbed or even invalidated. It's common for auspicious instruments or communication to be disturbed or interrupted. This is why people are often needed to explore space wrecks - otherwise, they could just use a servitor, why would they need to go through so much trouble?

"But now, it's all normal, there's no problem."

Sten looked at the auspicious instrument in his hand, which was as stable as if it had just left the factory.

"Since the Grand Inquisitor joined us, our communicators, auspicious instruments, and all the equipment have never had any problems."

"………………What does this mean?"

"I don't know either."

Faced with Kara's question, Sten shook his head, but he quickly turned his head and looked at Duanmu Huai, who was bored next to him, with interest.

"But this deserves further investigation."

The crowd did not encounter any more dangers, but they did not relax their vigilance. The Dark Eldar were like cockroaches. If there was one, there might be another group around. However, the task of these people was obviously not to expel these Dark Eldar. They just moved forward, forward, guarded the surroundings, and then moved forward again.

I don't know how long they walked, maybe only a few dozen minutes, or maybe a few hours, everyone came to a place that looked like a lounge. There were fountains, sofas, and a crystal dome through which you could see the starry sky outside. But unfortunately, the beautiful alien sculptures here told everyone that this was the territory of the Eldar.

At least it used to be.

Everyone chose to rest here for a while. The Space Wolves and the Inquisitors sat on the ground and began to take military ration pills with clean water. Duanmu Huai would naturally not wrong himself so much. He took out the hamburger and chicken legs directly from the inventory, then "puffed" opened the happy water and feasted on it.

"……………………"

While eating, Duanmu Huai found that the atmosphere around him seemed to have changed subtly. He looked up and looked around, and saw that the Space Wolves and Inquisitors were looking at him with strange eyes, as if he had done something treasonous.

"Uh... Do you want to eat too? I have a lot here."

"……………………"

No one spoke, just looked at each other, and then looked away.

Well, at least no one is competing with him for food.

Duanmu Huai shrugged his shoulders and enjoyed the food in front of him again.

Chicken legs, hamburgers, French fries, happy water.

Duanmu Huai finished a meal comfortably, and then leaned on the chair next to him to rest. At this moment, a figure appeared in front of Duanmu Huai. He raised his eyebrows and saw the female Inquisitor named Kara appeared in front of him.

"What's the matter?"

"Who are you?"

"I said, Grand Inquisitor Duanmu Huai."

Duanmu Huai shrugged and answered this boring question again.

"I've never heard of it. Can I ask specifically about your organization?"

"If you want to ask that, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed, Miss."

Duanmu Huai burped and sighed.

"I don't belong to the Order of the Holy Hammer, the Order of Fighting Foreigners, and I don't belong to the Order of Rebellion. Of course, I'm not a Sister of Silence either. Strictly speaking, I do all these jobs. My daily life is mainly about fighting. I fight demons and aliens, but I don't mind taking action against those heretics who dare to threaten humanity and are stupid enough to kneel down to the bastards in subspace. In short, I protect humanity and eliminate all existences that threaten humanity. …You see, that’s it.”

Duanmuhuai spread his hands and stared at Kara in front of him.

"I have no interest in the boring cliques and factions within the Inquisition, whether radical or conservative, what does this have to do with me. The world is so big and there are so many threats that need to be eliminated. Instead of discussing those meaningless I might as well smash a few aliens or demons to death with my hammer. So, if you want to ask me, I have already answered that I am a Grand Inquisitor affiliated with the Tribunal. It’s that simple.”

Duanmuhuai stared at Kara, whose eyes did not waver at all.

"It's that simple?"

"It's that simple."

Duanmuhuai yawned.

"Any question?"

"……………………"

This time, Kara did not speak immediately. She just stared at Duanmuhuai, and then moved her gaze to the pile of chicken bones in front of him.

"Your food reserves look substantial."

"If you want it, I have plenty more here."

Duanmu Huai stretched out his hand, wiped it from his arms, and then took out a family bucket. Of course he saw Kara's pupils dilated slightly - this was normal, after all, Duanmu Huai's arms didn't look like they could fit a whole family bucket.

"This is not an illusion, nor is it an illusion. Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't want to eat it..."

Duanmu Huai silently put away the family bucket. He understood what these inquisitors were warning about. Illusion was a trick often played by subspace creatures. For example, when you think you are in a luxurious and beautiful room, maybe you are lying on the ground on a carpet of flesh and blood. Or when you think you are eating delicious food, but it is actually a collection of blood and internal organs...

Of course, Duan Muhuai still likes to eat blood tofu and roasted kidneys. The Chaos Evil God's food is disgusting simply because they don't know how to cook.

This time, Kara did not answer. She stared at Duanmuhuai, remained silent for a moment, and nodded slightly.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome."

Duanmu Huai waved his hand, and the latter also retreated.

After a short rest, everyone continued to advance towards the interior of the space hulk. As they went deeper, the surrounding light became darker and darker. In the end, even the searchlight could hardly illuminate the interior of the dark corridor, as if the darkness here had swallowed up all the light.

The Space Wolves have also become more vigilant, while Duanmu Huai is still walking around with his war hammer on his shoulder. He certainly sensed something teetering on the edge.

But not the Dark Eldar.

This is not strange, as a space hulk, everything is normal. In fact, the Dark Eldar are outsiders just like them, but now, they are afraid that they have alarmed the indigenous people here.

A black shadow quickly passed through the tunnel next to it. Duanmu Huai glanced at it, then looked back, and at the same time clenched the war hammer in his hand.

It’s time for exercise after meals.