Warhammer Inquisitor

The tomb world Solemuino is located in an unknown corner of the Milky Way, and no one will notice it, but there is no need to worry about it, because it is intentional, and the owner here does not like to be exposed to people's vision Down, I mean, under any kind of view.

This is the cold and silent world of the Necrons, but this planet is different from the other masters of the Necrons, because this is the kingdom of the "Endless One" Tralasin, a kingdom of knowledge.

On the planet of Solemino, there is a huge museum. The museum protected by the dimensional position is located between the real universe and the subspace, and is located in the secondary plane created by the powerful technology of the space necromancers. middle.

This makes the museum invisible to the outside world, let alone enter it, unless you are invited by Traasin. Believe me, Traasin likes to invite people into the museum, although they usually enter as exhibits.

In the endless museum of Tralasin, there are countless treasures, artworks, technological creations, magnificent creations and miracles of the galaxy throughout the ages.

The latter is not just a descriptor, Traasin is keen to use the phase shifter of the Necromancer to imitate huge and huge scenes one by one, and even pull entire mountains from the ground.

He is also keen to bring and "invite" warriors, species and members of various civilizations here, and put them in a static position to present countless historical scenes, some of which are restored one-to-one, even the parties involved are without exception , and some are imitations, although the similarity is almost infinitely close to the real one.

In the long black corridor and exhibition hall, legendary creations are suspended above the cube, and they are arranged along the never-ending, borderless museum.

But suddenly, from somewhere, everything fell apart, and many collections fell from the display stand, fell to the ground, and some had been torn apart, collapsed and shattered beyond repair.

An iron foot stood in front of the broken creation, and Traasin picked it up and looked at the thing and lamented regretfully, "Oh, what a pity."

He said sadly that this crystal is called the "Light of Valsta". Legend has it that this crystal belongs to the legacy of the ancient Eldar civilization. I "borrowed" this creation in my hand.

It is said that this crystal is transformed from Isha's tears, the purest Isha's tears, and there are even rumors that it contains Isha's soul fragments.

But Traasin never found out, and now that the crystal is broken, if Isa's soul fragment is in it, then she is free now, go somewhere in the galaxy and be happy.

Traasin raised his head and looked at his devastated museum. Many of the exhibits were broken, and even the static stand viewing platform was damaged, causing the exhibits to run out.

It took some work for Trazyn to catch them all, or to destroy them, you know, it is not a wise choice to let a group of Tyranids run around the museum without fear of running away.

And Tarasin had some unique ideas, so he released a battle nun, who came from the era of condemnation, and he promised this outstanding female warrior, as long as she can kill the Tyranids, then Tara Sin would send him back to his Emperor's Speaker, Bishop Vandil.

Traasin was a man of his word, and he did, placing the Battle Sister in a static position in front of the famous "Vandil beheading scene" in which she witnessed the beheading of her spokeswoman.

He looked at the scenic spot and the shocked expression on the nun's face, which was frozen in that moment forever.

Traasin's eyes flickered, and he raised his palm to project a half-body image of a person from it. He looked at the green light and shadow figure and smiled strangely.

"Hello, Vito, I didn't expect you to contact me so soon, have you succeeded?" "No, not yet, but I have something else to ask you."

As Vito said, he suddenly turned his head and looked aside, and Traasin also looked over. A few ghost scarabs flew away with a boulder dragged by them. That thing was also one of the exhibits, but it was obviously not where he should be. place, many things.

Vito raised his eyebrows and looked at the messy museum in Tralasin. Many display obelisks here were damaged, and the precious collections of the Infinity were scattered everywhere, and many of them were seriously damaged beyond repair. As if under some kind of attack.

"Those people whose "collection" was plagiarized by you finally found your hometown?" Vito put forward the most likely reason after a moment of contemplation, while Traasin sighed helplessly and shook his head, "No, it's not, if that's the case On the contrary, it's okay."

The Endless One walked up to the big bell, and the golden and copper-colored big bell was suspended in a static position, which was usually used to imprison and control living creatures, but now it bound a lonely big clock.

There are countless exquisite patterns carved and imprinted on the body, those patterns and carvings are gorgeous and amazing, and countless holy patterns and blessing poems surround the body of the bell.

The creations that belonged to the empire now look out of place under the support of the undead creations, and the green gloomy fluorescent light shines on them, reflecting the outlines of those holy things that look so weird.

Traasin stroked the surface of the big clock. Obviously, the static position would not have any effect on him. He could still reach out and touch, touch and move the big clock through the boundary of the position.

"It is the loss it caused, the "Bell of St. Gustal", a collection I brought back from an imperial state religion world, I saved it from the raging fires of chaos and human beings, but it has given me so much now Loss."

Traasin said resentfully, and lightly slammed his fist on the clock body, "I really want to throw it into the stars, but I think you can give me the answer, old friend, you know, you are better than me Learn more about your miracles."

"First of all, Traasin, I'm not a member of the state religion, so I can't explain theology to you. If you want to understand, you can find one yourself." Vito said coldly in his hand, and Traasin laughed. The laughter sounded with the twinkling of his eyes.

"Indeed, I will find one at the right time, but I still believe that you know all this better than I do." Traasin said, staring at the big clock.

"This bell has been kept silent in the past, but suddenly it rang thirteen times today, each of which can arouse the powerful power of Kia Space. Unfortunately, many of my exhibits were destroyed because of this, and many additional loss."

"I want to know why, Vito, I'm very curious about it." Traasin said, his iron finger touched the pattern on the big clock, and drew across the rose pattern, and outlined it with the tip of his finger With the skull logo.

Traasin likes these things. Although this thing has caused a huge loss, it is precisely because Traasin does not understand this thing. The sense of unknown, mystery and desire to explore and seek knowledge make him more and more incapable and arouse his innermost feelings. Derived from the last emotional part of when he still had flesh and blood before his transformation.

The thirst for endless exploration of treasures and their knowledge, and Vito also gave him a simple, clear and short answer.

"That old bastard is sounding a warning. I dare say that many similar bells are ringing in the imperial world." Vito said, Traasin lowered his head, and the mechanical head turned like a human, but not like a human.

It looks like a human because of its look and feel, and unlike a human because of its rigidity and the purely mechanical face without any expression changes.

"Warning?" "Yes, warning."

Vito looked at the big clock with his hands in his arms, "That old idiot will ring these big clocks when the empire is in crisis, and use a weird "oracle" method to issue a warning, and then the whole empire will start to work , mobilize, mobilize, and prevent defensive support to meet the invasion."

"It's really interesting. It's like a galaxy-wide alarm system. Although the emperor's physical body has been destroyed, it's amazing how powerful his spiritual power is."

Traasin's eyes blinked, but he was still a little confused, "But why is it thirteen? I'm... confused." "Then you have to ask that old idiot, who always likes to toss such meaningless things Breaking things, what kind of miracles, dreams, prophecies, etc., people guess riddles every day, but they can’t tell you directly, where to go, what to do, and what to do.”

The necromancer smiled, and he withdrew his hand from the stand, "What kind of disaster made him warn so? My friend, what fear is befalling the galaxy?"

"That's why I came to you, Traasin, I want you to do me a favor," Vito said, and Traasin moved, walking along the halls of his museum.

He walked between the black stone steps and the exhibits, his eyes scanned these cultural relics, inspecting their beauty, "What's the matter?"

"Abadon is attacking Cadia. This time he has attracted the whole family. This time he is serious." "Then you need me to help the empire defeat Chaos?" "I need your help The Empire defends the Obelisk."

Tralassin stopped. He stopped before a helmet, a Space Marine helmet of the Great Crusade type, on which was depicted a Roman numeral, XI, in black and gold.

"Abadon discovered the secret of the obelisk?" "I think so, Traasin, he successfully activated and used the Blackstone Fortress, I just went to destroy the reactor of the eternal will, I believe Abaddon already knew The secrets of your technology, especially the obelisk."

Without Vito's words, Traasin knew the seriousness of the matter.

If the little Warmaster of Chaos knows the secret, he may only think of one question now, to seize Cadia, close or reverse the restraint function of the obelisk to further tear the Eye of Terror, and let it swallow the entire galaxy .

Well, now Traasin also knew the seriousness of the situation, and had to marvel at Abaddon's learning speed.

"Amazing, my friend. It has only been two or three centuries since the Gothic Wars, but Abaddon has already known our technological skills. It is commendable."

"Abadon has many talents under his command, the Dark Mechanicus, the Iron Warriors, etc. I am not surprised by this. After all, Guilliman also understood the operation of the "Sousa Beacon" device during the Great Rebellion, so Abaddon Of course they can."

Vito looked at the helmet and his eyes dimmed. Countless memories flashed in front of him. Vito closed his eyes and let out a long sigh.

"What do you need from me? Vito." Traasin said bluntly, as if to change the subject. Vito knew why he did it, but he did it, putting those painful memories behind him.

"I need you to go to Cadia, help the Mechanicus to control the obelisk, and then make some trouble for Abaddon." Vito said, he was suspended in the hands of Trazyn, and walked with him through the long endless Museum corridor.

The huge Eldar ghost knight stood aside, and the tall Eldar titan towered into the sky, and its figure was almost shrouded in the green smoke caused by the lighting of the museum.

On the other side is another Imperial Warlord Titan, the two titans facing each other, each other's cannons raised high to form a unique arch across Tralasin's head.

The Infinity walked under the archway, in a long line of displays of warriors of all races, Imperial, Greenskin, Tyranid, Chaos and Eldar, warriors of every race imprisoned and bound here.

"My friend, of course I am willing to help you, but what can I get? I need to pay a lot of energy, time and risk, and even let the Warmaster take revenge on me."

Traasin said as he walked, his steps following the huge crown of his back, "I have a lot to lose, and what do I get?"

Vito smiled, looking at the "collections" on both sides of the Tarasin Museum

"First, you can witness an epic battle and get some new collections from it to make up for the loss caused by that idiot ringing the bell."

"Second, to make trouble for Abaddon, you don't want Chaos to push the Empire away, right? Then you will encounter a lot of trouble in your treasure hunting journey, and many precious cultural relics will be destroyed by Chaos. As a "collector" you I don't want to see that scene."

"Third, sell me a favor and pay it back to you in the future."

Traasin stopped, he chuckled, and turned to look at the several Salamander Space Marines beside him. They were placed in a static position, and there was another female judge beside them.

Vito stared blankly at the woman, and then quickly suppressed the surprised expression, "Greyfax is with you? I thought she was dead."

"For the Empire, yes, but it's not absolute, but I think there will be a lot of surprises if she comes back to the Empire's side."

Traasin smiled and said, "I'll take her with me, and the collection, and I think Abaddon will love the surprises."

"Thank you, my old friend." Vito said with a smile, and Traasin also laughed in that strange tone, "You are welcome, my friend, your suggestion is a win-win."

Traasin said and touched Greyfax's finger. He looked at the murderous female judge jokingly. Fortunately, she was locked up by himself, otherwise she must have taken her head off by now. .

"Seriously, a judge of the Devil's Tribunal is killing me, a alien is murderous, and your real judge of the Alien Tribunal is mixing with me, and there are even demons, your organization is really good."

"Inherited the "innovative" spirit of me and the founders?"

Both Vito and Traasin laughed loudly, and their laughter echoed throughout the museum. The cold and silent museum kept spreading their voices farther and farther, as if they were going to reach the end of the world.

"As you wish, my friend, I will go to Cadia soon, how about you? What are you going to do?" Traasin asked Vito, who shrugged slightly.

"Repair my ship, replenish supplies, and then enter the warp to complete the prophecy of Adalad and that idiot's magic stick."

Traasin's mechanical laughter accompanied his eyes again, "Good luck then, my friend, and see you next time." "See you next time, Traasin."

The image of Vito disappeared, and the Infinity lowered its palms to look at a warrior on the other side, a tall warrior in golden armor, as mortals usually called them.

Forbidden army.

"Don't worry, Captain of the Shield Guard, you will be able to serve your Emperor again soon after thousands of years." Traasin said with a smile, and then walked forward.

He walked past a separate display stand, and he glanced at the white-armored warrior sitting in it. On his chest was a shining crystal of the Eye of the Emperor, and the symbol of the roaring gray wolf was depicted on his shoulder. on armor.

Traasin looked at the man with short blond hair, his eyes fixed on him for a moment of silence, "Not yet, Captain, not yet."

Traasin walked away. He walked past a group of green-skinned orcs and disappeared into the long museum, leaving him still sleeping in the museum.

He, the last Shadow Moon Wolf is here.