The Death Knell

As he spoke, he put his fist in front of the nun and opened his palm to show her what was inside.

It was a bullet that was still emitting heat. It was about as thick as three of Su Ming's fingers. It had a skull and a double-headed eagle engraved on the bullet. It was a very serious bullet.

It was shaking in Deathstroke's hand, and it had been spinning at a high speed after it came out of the chamber. Even after being braked, it was still unstable.

The blow was obviously aimed at the nun's head.

Efilar gritted her teeth and looked at the warhead with a gloomy look. Then she stood up and cast her gaze into the distant darkness, but there was nothing around except the chaotic insects.

"Someone is trying to kill me."

she says.

Su Ming nodded. If he hadn't caught the bullet himself, it would have been up to the nun to block the bullet with her own psychic ability, but this warhead was very unusual.

Not only were the bullets engraved with sacred patterns on their surface, but they were also smeared with holy oil. They were bullets used to purify evil spirits, at least that's what the shooter thought.

"An assassin is coming to kill you. The style of this bullet looks very Imperial. I thought you were friends with those in the Inquisition."

The assassin missed a hit and immediately ran away. The nun gritted her teeth and sat down. She took the bullet and tried to tell whether it was the work of an acquaintance, but she probably had no clues.

"Without a doubt, not anymore."

Her expression became a little weird, as if she wanted to laugh or cry.

"Then this is a bit strange. You are a battle nun and very loyal. You used to be friends with the Heretic Tribunal." Su Ming retracted his hand and held his chin, and asked with a smile: "Then why did the Imperial Assassination Hall send someone to kill you?" ?It also passed the second review by the trial court?”

The nun turned to look at the communication room behind her and saw that there were no Space Marines nearby. She looked at the death knell for a long time before making up her mind and lowering her voice and saying:

"I may have done something that is not in line with the rules. Now it seems that I have been declared a heretic. What are you going to do with me?"

"What should I do? You are still loyal to the emperor. Of course I believe you." Su Ming knew that she had a secret, and he had already expected that people who were looking for the secret would come after him: "But you have to tell me what you did. What, it makes the Inquisition hunt you down."

The nun frowned. She scratched her mushroom head, as if she didn't know how to organize her words. After a long time, she only managed to say: "I went to the Black Library."

"The black library of the Eldar?" Su Ming's corners of his mouth turned downwards, revealing an expression like Batman.

"Yes." The nun responded with some difficulty. She was still worried about being heard, and her voice was like a mosquito's cry.

Su Ming nodded and was silent for a while before taking out the drink again and putting it into her hand. He touched the bottle with her: "Congratulations, now all the insiders in the universe want your brain." ”

"Phew, that was really an accident. I am loyal to the Emperor, but it seems that the Inquisition no longer believes in me."

She smiled bitterly, opened the neck of the soda bottle, and drank heavily.

"It's okay, just follow me and I'll make sure you're fine." Su Ming patted her little hand with a smile, and her value instantly increased, beyond imagination: "No wonder you can understand the Necrontyr. I think you should be able to speak the Eldar language, and you should also have mastered a series of incredible psychic skills."

The nun nodded in resignation: "That's it, but actually I just flipped through the book casually. I didn't even know where it was at the beginning."

"It's interesting. You entered the Black Library but you don't know what it means, and you still have the intention to continue chasing your enemies. You are quite neurotic."

Su Ming decided to abduct this humanoid baby, so he had to notify Sepurk to prepare plan B.

The Black Library, to put it bluntly, is a treasure trove of knowledge built by the Eldar Laughing God ‘cegorah’.

As one of the ancient races created by the Old Saints, the Eldar have a knowledge reserve that is no less than that of the Necron.

Of course, it was the Eldar before the Fall.

The gods of the Eldar are actually quite interesting. When Slaanesh awakened and wanted to devour all the souls of the Eldar, these gods went to confront it head-on.

But except for Kane, the God of War, and Silego, the Laughing God, all the others were killed or corrupted. Only a small number of Eldar were given the opportunity to escape into the Webway, and the remaining 10% of the Eldar became deformed. Monsters, or spirits of pleasure, became the Black Eldar who believed in Slaanesh.

Silegor's fighting power is not strong. He is the god of clowns. According to legend, he is the first clown among the Eldar. He thinks about how to make people laugh every day.

But when the war god Khaine fought against Slaanesh, he loudly told Slaanesh a joke, and when the evil god laughed uncontrollably, he ran away, and avoided the corruption of his soul through endless self-deprecation.

After the Eldar nation was destroyed and their civilization was destroyed, Xi Legao did not give up revenge. He planned the plan in his own way.

He built a black library in a dark craft world in the webway to store lost or forbidden knowledge, mainly the results of the Eldar's massive research on 'corrupt behavior' and 'chaos'.

These include the preferences, promises and dangers of the evil gods, the incredible technology and psychic skills of the ancient Eldar, and of course, the various things that can lead to madness and corruption.

All the wisdom of a dead civilization was stored there, and now the Eldar will send it there if they have any new knowledge of the forces of Chaos.

The Black Library is enclosed within an almost insurmountable spiritual barrier, guarded and protected by the 'Harlequin Troupe'. The library itself is conscious, and it will exclude all depraved and cowardly people, and can only be completely restrained and controlled. People who have understood the chaotic thoughts in their own hearts can enter.

Harlequins are a special group of elves. They worship the Laughing God and are good at self-deprecation. They consider themselves to be the losers among the elves, and they will ridicule themselves when they have nothing to do.

Of course, in addition to guarding the Black Library, they also have their main job, which is to roam the universe as a troupe and reenact the "The Fall of the Eldar" play again and again to remind everyone not to make the same mistakes again.

Most of the time, this play is performed for compatriots, but sometimes when aliens encounter them, there will be two results.

Either he was stabbed to death with a knife and shot up with a crystal beam gun; or he was invited into their spaceship, watched a stage play that lasted for several days, and then sent back politely.

How they are treated depends entirely on their mood.

In fact, for tens of thousands of years, very few humans have entered the Black Library, and the most famous one is the leader of the ‘Illuminati’.

The Illuminati are a group of lunatics who advocate burning all psykers in front of the Golden Throne as sacrifices to the Emperor, using their blood and souls to awaken the true God.

It is said that their good methods were learned from the black library.

However, this group of people were condemned as heretics, and most of them were burned by the Battle Sisters before burning people. The very few who are still alive are now hiding.

The most interesting thing is that even the Eldar themselves are not allowed to enter the Black Library. If you and other people from the Craftworld have sent you materials, then give them to the big clown, and then get lost along the webway. Go back where you came from. go.

Because according to legend, ordinary Eldar will be corrupted just by looking at the door of the Black Library, and the supreme pleasure brought by brainstorming will turn them into servants of Slaanesh.

After joining the Thousand Sons of Chaos Space Marines of Tzeentch, their grand leader wanted to enter the Black Library. Unfortunately, thousands of years have passed and he has not been able to find the way. A man who loves learning so much People are turned away by the Laughing God.

And now, the Efilar in front of Su Ming, judging from her vague description, she should have entered the Black Library through formal channels. To put it bluntly, she is actually the chosen one of the Eldar Laughing God.

Deathstroke looked at her unsmiling face and sighed. Most of the time, you really can't predict what the clowns are thinking.