Warhammer Inquisitor

In the distant future, there is only war in the galaxy.

———Ancient Terran Proverb

The icy void remained for many ages, long before the breath of the first living thing, long before the birth of those terrible enemies hidden in the dark galaxy, the void existed.

Between the universe, between countless planets and the sun, this ancient fortress floats in the void. The cold steel exterior is shining with a little bit of luster under the same cold galactic light, which is the light of countless suns and stars. The light, in that light.

Countless steel cannons were erected from the fortresses, and the cannons pointed to the endless dark galaxy. The angel statues were placed between the cannons and countless weapons, and the blades pointed directly at the distant dark galaxy, pointing to the deep Formidable enemy.

Under the huge gothic spire, under the multicolored giant painting depicting the Lord of Mankind, the Emperor and his angel of death, the old man at the end of the multicolored glass window stood there, aging with himself, but shining brightly His eyes stared at the darkness, and the light of stars flickering in the distance reflected in his eyes. In this huge hall, there was only silence like the void.

The light of the Milky Way shone on his black robe, without reflecting a gleam of luster, as if it was the same as the darkness itself, only the silver pendant hanging on his chest reflected the cold light, a letter I

The echo of footsteps resounded at the far end of the hall, gradually getting closer and closer, like the darkness itself, which seemed to be nothingness, it was getting closer, and its sound also changed from simple footsteps to a clearer clatter of studded combat boots Click.

The man appeared at the edge of the darkness, his left eye shone with a faint dark red light, and the man in the silver breastplate came to the old man, staring at the deep silent night together with him.

The bolter is hung on the belt, and the weapon is exposed without any disguise. The thick muzzle once belonged to the Astartes, the Emperor's angel of death, but now, it can also be passed by the Mechanicus. Blessing, used by transformed Inquisitors.

Composed of iron and steel machinery, the right arm also shone under the light of the Milky Way, silently singing the blessing and authority of the God of All Things.

"Grand Judge Highgate." The man greeted, and the old man glanced at the man, "Judge Grace, tell me, what do you need to tell me."

"A star message traveled through the icy void, from the other side of the star sea, the Victoria galaxy in the limit star field, and some ominous things were discovered there."

"What is it, Grace, what is it?" "We don't know yet, Grand Inquisitor, Star Language is hesitant and vacillating. The head of the legal department of Ravilia's main planet seeks the help of the Tribunal. He is sure that there is a problem in the local area. And it cannot be solved by relying on local forces, my lord." "He seeks the help of the Emperor's Speakers."

As Highgate said, he walked slowly to the side, and came to the Emperor's Shrine. He looked up at the Emperor's icon lit by countless candles, and the Lord of Humanity stared at them, as if he was really here.

Grace took a few steps towards the shrine, but stopped soon, "Your order, Your Excellency the Grand Inquisitor."

Highgate looked up into the emperor's eyes, then lowered his eyes, he turned slightly to Grace, "I think, among the emperor's many loyal servants, we have one of us there, right?"

"Yes, my lord." "Name." "Vito Constantine, my lord."

"Ah, our Vito, tell me, how is young Constantine doing now?" The old man seemed to be interested, and his words pierced the dead silence, giving the empty fortress church a little life.

Grace nodded slightly, "Inquisitor Vito just helped the Iron Legion eliminate an orc invasion in the Armageddon sector. I heard that he was highly praised by Commissar Arak. The local military department seems to want to Give him a medal."

"But I think he should have left the Armageddon sector by now. According to my impression of him, he would probably say please allow me to say this, my lord."

"Instead of staying between engine oil and bomb dust, listening to the bureaucrats' nonsense, it's better to talk to the lady of the district governor, or some gorgeous female pirate. Philosophical questions, my lord."

Highgate laughed, his aging laughter echoed deep in the church, he looked at the burning candle, it was the only light in the darkness, illuminating a part of the dark church space, but it was still far away. Not enough.

"Yes, that's him." Highgate smiled.

The light of the shrine where the emperor was located could not illuminate this huge hall. Darkness still existed in many places and enveloped everything, but the loyal servants of the emperor could bring light into this darkness and illuminate more places.

Highgate picked up a candle, holding the candle with his old withered fingers, and the fire light shone on his face. He turned around and handed the candle to Grace, who also caught it naturally.

"Tell Vito, take the Emperor's Light of Truth to the Victoria system, and if the Emperor wishes, he may find something that interests him there."

Grace nodded slightly, then turned and retreated into the darkness. Highgate watched the candlelight gradually disappear into the darkness. The judge raised his head slightly and turned to look at the emperor's icon.

He stood in the light, the only light in this endless darkness.

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