Travel to Warhammer 40K with Gray Wind

Terra, the ancient home planet of mankind, the most sacred place in the galaxy, where billions of people gather in trillions,

There are deep corridors in the majestic palace across the Eurasian continent, and the large and empty courtyards echo with the clanging sound of metal collisions. These are the heavy footsteps of the patrolling Forbidden Army. They are otherworldly and can be light even if they wear heavy armor. They walked through the most dangerous mountains of swords and seas of fire without making any sound, but the Imperial Guards still chose to take uniform and steady steps during the patrol to warn visitors that this place was directly protected by the Emperor's Imperial Guards.

Just like a group of cats who take the initiative to tie bells around their necks, they seem to be out of their minds.

The spectrum of light on the ecliptic plane of the solar system changes. As Holy Terra completes another revolution, the imperial guards patrolling the palace begin to change shifts.

This time the patrol that took over the sacred task of guarding the Golden Throne was named: Alexander Caesar Achilles Ferkelus Hermes Augustus Kepler Lincoln Don Nader Herbolos Antonio Salazar Seraphim Senerio Marcos de Gaulle Jack... Well, in fact, the full name of this Custodian is so long that even Tzeentch I may not remember it.

The Imperial Guard is a very abstract group. Whenever they achieve a memorable achievement, they will add a historical allusion to their name that matches the achievement.

For example, a certain shield captain led his army to a brilliant victory. He believed that the gold content of this victory was comparable to Alexander the Great in the history of ancient Terra, so he suffixed his name with Alexander.

Another example is a certain brave tribune who beats a group of colleagues to the ground in an internal competition within the Forbidden Army. After coming out on top, he may be awarded the honorary suffix of Heracles, the god of Hercules.

The Forbidden Army is almost immortal, and their glory will continue to accumulate over time, so to a certain extent, the length of the name represents the gold content of a Forbidden Army... So you can know who the Forbidden Army captain named Alexander is. What a hunk.

The macho Alexander took over the important responsibility of guarding the human emperor in front of the throne hall where the Golden Throne was located. In the solemn and sacred ceremony atmosphere, they began to take off their clothes.

The 13 Imperial Guards helped each other, peeling off the heavy Yaojin from their bodies outside the Golden Throne Room, revealing the strong body under the armor that was knotted with muscles and the base clothes that were bulging out from the body.

After taking off their armor and then their underwear, the Imperial Guards did not leave even the slightest bit of cloth on their bodies to cover their shame, so they took off their clothes completely naked in front of the emperor. Only their heads were still wearing a hat full of artistic carvings and their names. Etched golden helmet of fine workmanship.

13 naked helmeted men, led by the fiercest Alexander, knelt down on one knee in the direction of the Golden Throne. This was a routine confession of the imperial army.

Ever since the Emperor was paralyzed by Warmaster Horus and sat on the Golden Throne, for ten thousand years, the Custodes have been living in great pain and guilt. They hated themselves as the master of mankind. The personal guard failed to protect the Emperor from the Spirit of Vengeance, and even more regretted why he did not die on the Emperor's behalf under the Warmaster's Worldbreaker hammer.

Tormented by huge feelings of guilt and sadness, the Forbidden Army chose to punish themselves in a way that was almost self-mutilation. Their training became more cruel and their demands on themselves became more stringent. The Forbidden Army vowed never to let the tragedy of 10,000 years ago happen again. Repeat.

However, this alone is not enough to wash away the guilt in the hearts of the Forbidden Army. Therefore, whenever the task of patrolling by the Forbidden Army is handed over, the throne guard responsible for guarding the throne hall will take off his armor, strip off his clothes, and only wear a helmet. Walking in the palace to protect the emperor.

This is their way of humiliating themselves. Only under the torture of huge humiliation and sadness can the pain of losing the Emperor dissipate a little bit in the hearts of the Imperial Guards.

In this way, the Forbidden Army once again confided its loyalty and guilt to the emperor. Alexander began to lead the team on routine patrols. 13 all-O tough men wearing golden helmets walked majestic and steady steps in the empty and deep palace. , swaying as he walked.

This was just an ordinary routine patrol, but the Imperial Guards following the captain looked at Alexander's strong back and were keenly aware of some strange aura, which was an indescribable worry and fear. Sadness, gently swaying with the captain's steady steps.

Although they were confused, the Forbidden Army did not ask any more questions, because there was no strict superior-subordinate relationship between the Forbidden Army, and each of them was a relatively independent individual.

Alexander walked at the front of the group with a heavy heart.

The reason that made him feel complicated was the warm light that poured in from a huge floor-to-ceiling window when the team passed by it just now. It was not a physical light, but the spiritual navigation light emitted by the burning star torch. As a Forbidden Soldier, he also possesses a strong psychic talent, so he can directly see the light of the Star Torch in the physical universe.

"The light of the Star Torch is getting greener day by day..." Alexander walked along the patrol route worriedly, frowning slightly.

Ever since the return of the Primarch set off a stormy coup and Guilliman ascended the throne as regent, Alexander had noticed anomalies happening on Terra:

The original star torch exuded a golden light as bright as a golden throne. This phenomenon was generally considered to be a manifestation of the emperor's divine power. However, I don't know since when, a faint ray of light quietly emerged in the golden light of the star torch, as if There is a thin greenery that seems to be nothing.

At first, Alexander thought it was his illusion, but as a series of events such as Guilliman's return, the Storm Coup, and the Indomitus Crusade took place, the lush greenery mixed with the golden light gradually became more and more intense. , to this day, the light of the star torch is still bright, but the green light mixed in it has reached a point that cannot be ignored no matter what.

"What on earth is going on...?" Outside the palace, the ever-brightening star torch was shining as always, and Alexander's mood became heavier and heavier.

The patrol team walked through a corridor on the side of the throne hall and then turned back. While maintaining a standard goose step, Alexander tilted his head slightly and used his spiritual vision to look at the throne hall where the Lord of Humanity was in awe.

The next moment, he screamed and collapsed to the ground:

"Your Majesty the Emperor...what's wrong with you?!"

The other Forbidden Soldiers behind them instantly became nervous and tightened their grip on the weapons in their hands. However, they quickly looked around and found nothing suspicious, and they couldn't help but become more confused.

Only Alexander collapsed to the ground in despair. His eyes reflected the majestic and vast throne. On the steps, the rickety figure that had been sitting in the golden throne for ten thousand years gradually blurred, and a thin green light escaped. .

Under the vibrant greenery, the emperor's figure was scattered and blurred.

A translucent shadow extended from his feet, like the shadow cast by a person standing in the sun.

It's like... there were two people sitting there quietly from the beginning.