Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes

The rain is still falling endlessly, and it seems that the whole world is crying for the birth of evil.

After being repeatedly killed three times, the changelings wandering around were finally confirmed to be wiped out.

Under the empty watchtower, there are still the clothes of mortal soldiers during their lifetimes; the uniforms and weapons and equipment scattered in different locations correspond to the empty trenches, proving that these soldiers were unable to even send out a basic signal for help until they died...

Calvin found the soldiers' exclusive passage without much effort with the help of the other Gray Knights.

The Gray Knights who quietly entered from it remained quiet throughout the process, but they were conducting a brief war assessment and situation discussion in the psychic channel.

"Is it still necessary to go to the upper level of the nest?" Gavins +

"The higher-ups are no longer trustworthy, but we still have an obligation to know the truth." Golden +

"Will the higher-ups know the so-called truth?" Gavins+

"We have no choice." Calvin+

The conclusion was drawn, and the marching Gray Knights took out the optical camouflage cloaks they carried and began to enter a stealth state.

They were divided into two groups. One group was led by Calvin and continued to the upper nest, running to find the truth of the incident and the source of the pollution;

The other team, led by Tariq, rushed to the lower lair to see if they could find some unexpected clues in this heroic land where gangs gathered and people were mixed.

The servo of the power armor is activated at full power, and the electromagnetic muscles controlled to the millimeter level have excellent performance, allowing the heavy Terminator to pass by the bustling mortals without making a sound.

The Gray Knights, shrouded in optical camouflage, walked cautiously among the crowds in the hive. The seemingly peaceful crowd seemed to be living a normal life, but the incompetent hive management and ignored profane graffiti proved that these people were somewhere. In this sense, he has been corrupted without even realizing it.

The vendor selling purified water didn't know that a group of angels had just passed by the stall behind him.

After paying the bill, the gangster who was about to buy some more Laughing Skull brand starch turned around in shock, looking around for the person who just tapped him on the shoulder. He didn't know that just as he put down his hand to pay, the water seller had passed by in front of him. What……

It took several hours for the sneaking Calvin and his team to reach the entrance of the upper nest without disturbing anyone. At this time, Tarik, who had penetrated downwards, had just arrived at the lower nest. The disorder here made him feel like a fish in water. , I grabbed a few tongues in broad daylight and no one cared.

Passing through the phantom that was lined with guards and heavily guarded, Calvin and others walked into the empty upper nest.

Against the backdrop of the clean streets and tidy cityscape, there is an eerie and dangerous silence.

Calvin continued to dig deeper with a low expression. Everything here seemed normal, but the more normal it looked, the more he understood the depth of the conspiracy hidden here.

His worries didn't stop there. As early as when he landed on the surface, he had already felt that the environment here was strange.

The same is true for fighting demons. In addition to the harvest of souls and emotions from the initial killing, in subsequent battles, what you get after killing demons are just fragments of some kind of soul.

And as he went deeper here, he obviously began to feel more strange feelings:

I can't tell what's wrong, but nothing is wrong.

The surrounding environment was real but false, giving him the illusion of walking in the painting.

The group of people walked through the originally bustling commercial street, walking among the quiet streets and officials' villas on both sides of the road, until they reached the real upper level of the nest.

The communicator rustled, causing Calvin, who led the team to reach the royal city, to stop.

Eight hours after they were separated, Tariq's voice, completely distorted by the distance, came from the communicator:

"Illusion! Everything here is an illusion!"

"make it clear."

Calvin frowned and looked at the gorgeous decorations on the palace gate in front of him, thinking about Tariq's semantics.

"There are still signs of people living in the lower nest, but there are no traces of humans in the space of the lower nest! I guess it should be the same in your place! And I found some clues here! Some..."

Even though they were separated by countless pieces of steel and kilometers of vertical height, Calvin could still hear the remnants of shock in Tariq's tone.

It was hard for him to imagine what kind of scene would allow him to behave like this.

"What kind of clues?" Calvin asked.

"I can't confirm, but this is indeed true. I think my comrades and I are right. Here we see the battle traces of the Gray Knights! But I have never seen the number of this team!"

His voice was trembling a little, and Calvin could hear it, and he could also imagine how shocked Tariq was on the other side of the phone.

"Our own people? Did you read that correctly?"

Calvin was also shocked. Their group had always been small in number, and the whereabouts of each team had been recorded and could withstand scrutiny.

He didn't believe that there was a group of unknown compatriots who had fought here, and he and the people on the Revenant Redeemer were completely unaware of it!

"Yes! I read that right! I even found a fragment of the Holy Word Shield..." (The psionic shield generator on the shoulder of the Holy Shield Terminator Power Armor, also known as the Terminator Cross by other Chapters, It contains smelted fragments of the Emperor's own armor, "Shinichi").

"Can you find the internal code?" Calvin asked.

"It's too damaged to be checked. But the pieces of Shinichi are still there! I can feel him!"

Then it can't be fake! Calvin thought to himself.

No matter how real the deceptions of illusions or demons were, they could not deceive them by forging a relic containing the power of the Emperor himself.

That is to say, there was indeed a group of Gray Knights who fought here, but for some reason, neither the Holy Hammer Order nor the home planet Titan had any record of their existence.

The events are getting more and more bizarre, but the mission must go on.

Calvin calmed down and continued to communicate with Tariq: "Is there any other valid information?"

"Yes!" Tariq's voice began to be blurry, and the harsh noise and metal scraping sound proved that the communication signal was rapidly weakening.

The other party was obviously aware of this. Tariq on the microphone said eagerly and vaguely:

"They left a message! Remember. Summer Palace! Must! Ten thousand and once!"

Before he finished speaking, the communication was completely cut off due to severe interference.

"Again!" Calvin released the communicator and looked up at the palace in the distance.

"Summer Palace? Ten thousand and one times?"

While he was thinking, he pushed open the unguarded city gate and strolled inside. But the strange silence behind him made him turn his head suddenly!

At some point, the five champion swordsmen of the Honor Guard who were supposed to be guarding him all disappeared without him noticing at all!

"My darn thing!"

Who can erase their existence silently!

He didn't know anything about this kind of existence up close!

Stimulated by the huge sense of crisis, Calvin's muscles all over his body tensed immediately;

The Thinker Servo of the Original Heart Armor roared crazily after sensing the master's state. The electromagnetic muscles in his body were trembling and tense, preparing for the next violent explosion!

But in response to the eerie silence around him, a pindrop could be heard in an environment with no wind.

"His! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!"

Calvin calmed down from his violent breathing. He seemed to realize the problem. At this time, he couldn't panic anymore. Excitement and bloody bravery couldn't solve any problems here!

The surrounding environment is still eerily quiet, and the silent air has become a malicious provocation at this moment.

"Summer Palace, right? I'm going there right away!"

Calvin glanced around, talking to himself while also responding to the possible existence in this silence.

Once again confirming the location of the building named Summer Palace on the map, Calvin turned off the data terminal in his hand, picked up the warhammer at his feet, and walked toward the huge royal city complex alone.

As his figure gradually disappeared, a faint little tune could still be heard in the air. It was an ancient Terran ditty he learned from Calvin, the assassin in another timeline.

Although the tone is ridiculous, it is surprisingly suitable for the scene at this time:

"The big rabbit is sick, the second rabbit is watching, the third rabbit is picking medicine, the fourth rabbit is boiling it, and the fifth rabbit is..."

After another three hours, Calvin found the place called "Summer Palace" in the endless square on the top floor of the royal city.

It was a huge building complex that was taller than the Governor's Mansion, the nominal owner of the planet. It was located directly in the direction of the Ministry of Justice's fortress prison, right next to the Governor's Mansion.

Above the golden skull inlaid in the middle of the huge Roman numeral "I", the same golden imperial double-headed eagle complements the Ministry of Justice in the distance.

"The Tribunal Chamber? Such a large scale? Is it a residence above the lord level?"

Calvin looked up and observed the symbol that marked the empire's power, imagining the former glory here.

From the huge scale of this building complex and the height of the building that was even higher than the Governor's Palace, Calvin understood the identity of the true master of this planetary world.

This is at least the world of the Tribunal where a Lord Inquisitor and his staff reside, and it is also where the small councils and gathering places of dozens of District Inquisitors from the surrounding areas are located.

Looking up from the logo of the Tribunal, Calvin's attention turned to the double-headed eagle emblem of the empire. The obscure psychic fluctuations made him notice something strange on it.

"snort!"

A low voice spread through the air along with the fluctuations of psychic energy. After the illusion was broken, the so-called sacred emblem revealed its true evil side:

The emblem of the double-headed eagle was tampered with at some point. The original two sacred eagle heads were carved into funny and weird bird heads. A total of six eyes on the two side faces were now playfully winking at Calvin, while Rome below The golden skull in the center of the numbers has been filled with blood and tears for some time...

Blasphemy!

Calvin's spiritual energy turned into purifying lightning, striking the strange bird across a distance of a hundred meters. The latter turned into smoke and disappeared amidst the wild and triumphant laughter before the lightning arrived.

This was Tzeentch's signature little trick. Fortunately, Calvin noticed something strange.

Otherwise, if he rushes in without knowing anything, it is equivalent to a ritual in the field of theology and can be understood as his approval of this change, which will effectively weaken his strength and will.

He picked up the warhammer in his hand and walked towards the high steps. In this originally sacred building, he must be able to find the answer he wanted.

Once the illusion of malice is broken, the Inquisition chamber loses its original clean and tidy guise.

On the crooked metal gate, the mark of purity for detecting people coming and going has long been melted away;

After walking into the main entrance, the huge copy of the Book of Truth that came to me was also torn into pieces.

The surrounding walls and floors were covered with evil prayers, and the corpses of Inquisition clerks and servitors were placed in malicious poses.

Calvin ignored these disgusting presences, and stepped inside while his spiritual energy swelled with his breathing.

Platinum-gold footprints followed his footsteps step by step, and a wave of spiritual energy surged, turning these sins into powder one by one.

He came to the meeting hall located in the center of the hall, and as expected saw the figure sitting on the highest seat.

There is no way to know the original appearance of the other party. We can only know it from the bright red robe he wore when he was alive. That is the robe of the Lord Inquisitor, the highest person in charge of this sector's Tribunal.

The two funny bird heads of the big devil looked at Calvin's direction with twelve eyes at the same time. The twisted blue bird claws stretched out from the wide blood-red sleeves, and made an OK gesture like a human:

"the third time!"

No more words were needed. Calvin, who was holding his war hammer, instantly rose up and fought with this soul-stealing demon.

Lightning and lightning are thrown at each other, aura and aura collide with each other!

The corrosive blade with the passage of time is slashing towards the war hammer "Destiny", and the power of order of the same level or even higher strikes back!

Dual-wielding weapons, war hammers and lightning claws come and go, and the dual spells chanted by the two heads challenge Calvin's divine will!

The hall, which was as empty as a stadium, was instantly enveloped by the broken magic aura of the Great Demon and the violent wind whipped up by the swing of Calvin's war hammer!

The battle between the two instantly became intense!

After all, Calvin was superior. Whether it was the suppression of martial arts and strength, or the ruthless attribute of the power of order that could defeat all methods with one spell, the defeat of the great demon seemed inevitable.

But it showed no fear and just laughed loudly as Calvin executed it!

"The third time! Remember this! Foolish man! You will eventually know the power of the Lord of Changes!"

Before he could finish speaking, Calvin crushed his head with a kick.

The storm in the hall lost its source and began to slowly subside in the sudden silence. As the victor, Calvin was thinking about Tariq's last words and the last words of the previous demon in his heart.

"Ten thousand and one times, the third time...what does this have to do with it?"

"Also, what should we remember? What must we do?"

After carrying out this mission so far, Calvin can no longer treat it as an ordinary subspace invasion.

This is definitely a premeditated arrangement by Tzeentch!

What Calvin hated most was this situation. When everything was unknown, he rashly stepped into the trap where the enemy had prepared everything.

But the situation was pressing and he had no choice. He could only try his best to save as many teammates as possible while completing the mission.

But right now, he has done neither of these two things.

The mission is still unknown, and he still doesn't know what "ten thousand and one times" means, nor what the three times the demons clamored about mean;

The comrades around him also disappeared one by one in front of him in the conspiracy, and their life and death were uncertain.

what to do? What should he do to break the situation?

While he was thinking about these questions and sorting out his mental state unconsciously, something even more horrifying was discovered:

The golden light of the divine soul that he had always relied on as his final trump card was dissipating!

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Gan! The chapter name is wrong! Two words are missing! I will shamelessly ask the editor to make corrections tomorrow... wuwuwuwu...