Warhammer Inquisitor

The street outside the parliament hall finally calmed down. The attackers and defenders who were fighting fiercely just now put down their weapons, and instead, they turned into a kind of... well, how should I put it, an unusually friendly look.

Cullen held the laser gun in one hand and walked on the street that was cleaned up when the imperial army passed by. He looked at the commandos around him. Most of them were sitting by the fountains that remained after the war, or those who were sitting cross-legged On the walls and huge gravel, some are leaning on armored vehicles and chatting with old and new friends around them.

Yes, new friends, on the nearby streets, many commandos are chatting with the defenders who fought with themselves before. These fighters who were enemies ten minutes ago stayed together in peace, completely forgetting Just now they were still holding guns and shooting at each other, wishing to kill each other.

But when the golden man walked through them, it seemed as if all the hostility had been purified in his halo, and the soldiers were no longer hostile and confrontational with each other, but instead became friendly like friends, and they chatted about everything .

Cullen grabbed his gun and walked past a Chimera personnel carrier. Beside him were several guards and commandos who were working together to attach an assault gun to the armored vehicle. Soldiers in different uniforms worked together, and soon The assault gun was quickly pulled onto the armored vehicle, and the successful fighters laughed and patted each other's shoulders.

Cullen walked through them. He walked through the street and looked around. Dean Cullen walked between the soldiers who were cleaning up the battlefield and wandering around. When he reached the end of the street, he looked The long parliamentary stairs ahead stopped, and he had to stop, because the end of the stairs had been cut off by the imperial army.

Those fearsome golden-armored guards stood in a row at the front of the stairs. The tall guards blocked the passage of the stairs like a high wall, while others stood on the steps of the stairs, one after another. Standing one by one, they stretched towards the gate at the top.

Dean Cullen looked up at the top end of the stairs, a Imperial Guard was holding those fluttering flags, Cullen looked at the flying banners of the Imperial Guard, they fluttered with the wind, like the taciturn golden armor under them The Praetorians are so intimidating that their mere presence automatically keeps everyone away from the place.

A military truck rumbled past Cullen, and the cracked stones and concrete residue that the heavy wheels crushed on the ground made a rattling sound. When the truck passed by, Silva passed behind the truck Walking over, he straddled his gun and walked on the road full of gravel and debris, looking around at everything.

"Huo, the stormtroopers are here too." Silva smiled and looked at the top of the building above his head, because of his voice, Cullen also looked at the high platform, where a female plane was slowly landing. The Valkyrie transport plane, the Stormtroopers either jumped off the transport plane, or walked directly along the long bridge that spanned the giant palace buildings from a high place.

The stormtroopers with guns on their backs and other commandos came around the parliament hall. They gathered on the high platforms one by one, chatting happily with each other and pointing at everything below.

The two looked at the soldiers above their heads, and soon heard the sound of armored vehicles running. Cullen and Silva turned their heads and saw the armored vehicles approaching from one side. Chimera and Leman Russ lined up Moving forward, it was full of infantrymen. They drove to the front of the parliament hall in the armored vehicle. After the armored vehicle stopped, they all jumped down and gathered with the students and classmates on the side of the road.

Standing on the first Leman Russ, Delaney, head of the Infantry Academy, straddled a submachine gun. After the tank stopped, he also jumped and strode forward. The tall Delaney waved his hand and greeted Cullen, "Hey , Cullen, it looks like a mess here, what's wrong? Is there a party?"

"Then everything seems to be going well for you, Delaney. You don't have a single stain on your body. I believe it must have gone very smoothly, the kind where you haven't even fired a single shot."

As Cullen said, he patted the dust on his head. He looked at the approaching Delaney and said, the dean of the Infantry Academy laughed and walked up and patted Cullen on the shoulder, "Okay, stop teasing me here. , I know you've had a big battle here, and it looks like you're winning."

"Not quite. The appearance of the Custodians interrupted the battle, and the Emperor. Wait, why did you come here? Aren't you supposed to control it in the left camp and prepare for a possible counterattack?"

Cullen asked in surprise, while Delaney scratched his nose with a smile. With one hand on his hip, he pointed at the barracks soldiers who appeared with the armored vehicles. To distinguish them from the commandos of the Academy of Loyalty, these captured soldiers were walking on both sides of the armored vehicle. They didn't look like they were prisoners at all, chatting non-stop with the commandos around them.

"We received an order to bring everyone here, including the soldiers in the barracks. Well, they were quite cooperative and didn't make trouble. I quite like these guys." Delaney said with his hands on his hips with a smile Cullen showed a surprised expression. He looked at the soldiers and "captives" who had integrated into the assembled team outside the palace. Many people gathered outside the palace. It seemed that all the commandos involved in the operation had come.

"Whose order?" Cullen asked suspiciously, while Delaney shrugged helplessly, "Who knows? Anyway, Lieutenant Shire told me, it seems to be some judge's order, but who the hell, say Did the boy please you? Did he get away with being late?"

Delaney smiled jokingly and looked at Silva, who also looked at his dean scratching his head with an embarrassed smile, "Well, dean, look at the face of our class's great achievements. , is this punishment"

Cullen looked at Silva. Just as he was about to say something, he accidentally saw something out of the corner of his eye. Then Cullen immediately stood at attention and faced the top of the ladder, "Attention, all!"

Cullen's voice shouted loudly, it was like an automatic order implanted in the calculation program, all soldiers, regardless of whether they were the enemy or the enemy, instinctively stood still and looked towards the top of the ladder after hearing the order.

Silva looked at the people around him. He glanced at Cullen, who was totally ignoring him, and looked towards the top of the stairs with a sigh, and muttered softly, "The Emperor bless you!"

Everyone outside the palace immediately stood at attention and looked towards the top of the stairs, whether they were standing here earlier or the new members of the troops stood at attention and looked in that direction. The golden giant walked out from behind the giant door, and he walked to the edge of the stairs, shaking his power claws lightly.

The immortal lord with a golden halo behind his head stood at the top of the stairs. Behind him was a crowd of imperial guards, the commander of the imperial guards wearing white lion fur, Angvar, Bona and all the ministers of the empire. Surround him like a group of loyal apostles who follow their gods.

All the guards on the stairs immediately raised their weapons, and the sound of neat weapons hitting the armor was mixed together, like a dull bell ringing. In that sound, all the soldiers around the steps below and those on the top The soldiers all looked at the golden giant in front of the gate.

Cullen looked at him and felt his heart surge. Although he had seen him once, he was still incomparably shocked when he saw him again. The Draenei beside him and the soldiers who saw him for the first time His eyes widened even more, and all his jaws almost dropped, but he still stood up straight in the extreme shock.

"Salute!" Cullen yelled and raised his arms, and the order was echoed by everyone around him like a nerve reflex, and all the soldiers simultaneously raised their arms to salute the golden man at the top of the stairs.

Cullen raised his arms. He inadvertently noticed the servo skulls whizzing down from above their heads. The servo skulls suspended above their heads started holographic image recording, and the blinking mechanical eyes turned around, accompanied by the servo skulls that were also wandering around. The skull records everything here.

Several servo skulls equipped with holographic high-definition cameras were suspended in front of the stairs, and they aimed their thick lenses at the man on the stairs, the golden man with absolute focus in the audience.

"Many of you mistook me for the emperor, I am not the emperor, I want you to introduce yourself again, my name is Vito Constantine, I believe you should have heard of it more or less I."

Vito stood at the top of the steps, surrounded by many mortals and soldiers of the Imperial Army, and spoke to the tens of thousands of mortal warriors below. He looked at the young faces who stood at attention after the battle. On the streets of rubble and bullet holes, some climbed onto armored vehicles and tanks to look at themselves because of the longer distance.

Of course they have just heard of him. All the students of the Academy of Loyalty know Vito, not in fact, but they have seen his name repeatedly in countless books, stories and textbooks, Vito. Constantine, the legendary creator of the Imperial Army, the Navy and the Legions and Chapters of the Astartes, the God of Imperial legend who co-created the Empire with the Emperor, when they saw him there would be no questioned.

The doubts brought about by the stories they saw in the books disappeared at this moment. There is no doubt that the person standing on that step is a god, a god who once existed only in legends, but now stands in front of them.

"I was born and raised on Terra like the Emperor. We have witnessed everything about this planet, its prosperity, its decline and all the sufferings it has experienced. The Age of Discord, and the Age of Darkness."

"Tara has faced more desperate moments, but she persevered. Our race and civilization have persevered. This time! We will still stand tall! Terra will always shine in the Emperor's eyes Under the light!"

Vito said loudly, he raised his iron fist and pointed at the magnificent palace behind him, "Terra has two enemies, one is inside and the other is outside, and now its internal enemies are still being wiped out, those greedy and corrupt high lords are gone Slain, the will of the Empire enforced, the wrath of the Emperor unleashed, now the loyalists on Terra will unite against the enemies outside."

"In space! That self-proclaimed Warmaster Abaddon, the son of Horus, is marching on Terra with his Black Legion and traitor armies! They think they can take Terra! The Throneworld beneath us and Mother planet! But I tell you! They are dreaming! Their attack is just a parody of the last time their father, Horus and the Traitor Primarchs attacked Terra! Who told me who won last time on Terra? "

"We!" Trajan shouted together with the surrounding ministers, together with all the golden armored guards around here, their voices mixed together and vibrated around the entire street.

"That's right! We won! I used to be with your ancestors, and the Emperor's Imperial Army behind me! I defeated the army led by their rebellious gene father ten thousand years ago, which is dozens of times stronger than it is now, several times A hundred times the siege! We kicked the ass of their traitorous father on Terra, and the emperor even beheaded Horus, the leader of the traitors! Now that their traitor sons are back, they thought that this time can win? I tell you they won't!"

"Tara has faced countless wars! From the Golden Age to the Iron Rebellion to Age of Discord and the Great Crusade! The planet beneath our feet has fought countless enemies, and your ancestors have fought me! The Emperor and the Loyalty The Primarchs are fighting on the planet beneath our feet! We won last time and we will win this time!"

"We are not fighting alone. In the outer solar system, the heir of the emperor, Robert Guilliman, the Primarch of the Ultramarines, has awakened from his long sleep for ten thousand years. He is leading the Ultramarines and all their sub-groups, hundreds of thousands Loyal Space Marines march to Terra! They will be here with me! Again! Beat up those traitors again! Tell their evil god who is the master of Terra underfoot!"

Vito shouted in a loud voice, his voice could be heard clearly by everyone without any amplification equipment, and everyone who heard his words raised their heads to look at him excitedly, Robert Guilliman, The Thirteenth Son of the Emperor has awakened, and he is leading the Ultramarines to Terra, and the news alone is enough to cheer everyone up.

"Not only that, but the loyalists on Mars will also win! Great Sage Belisarius Caul, my close comrade-in-arms trusted by Guilliman and I will also personally lead the Martian cathars to fight with the entire Mechanicum war fleet. Come to Terra! They will bring plenty of food and supplies, let the famine be blamed! Let the plans of the traitors go to hell! The Mechanicum and the Astartes will be with us on the orbit and ground of the throne world Fight!"

Vito walked on the top of the stairs, the heavy golden battle armor walked with his footsteps, his movements and words were recorded by the servo skull suspended in the air, and the rotating cameras were like thousands of pairs Staring at him like eyes, looking at the golden giant that makes people's blood boil.

"These cameras will record what I want to tell you today, and announce it throughout Terra, and in the future, in all corners of the entire empire. No matter how remote the world is, they will watch what I tell you today. tell you everything,"

"I assure you, Guilliman is the first Primarch to return, but he will never be the last! All loyal Primarchs will return! They will lead their children with you! Hold back those dog-day traitors For ten thousand years, mortal warriors of tm billions of years have stepped into the star sea together, just like they did during the Great Expedition ten thousand years ago!"

"I, and all the sons who are loyal to the emperor will step into the star sea together with you, and together we will kick those traitors and demon bastards hard! I will proudly defeat them with you, and the emperor will be there Proud of you on the throne, because of you! You will conquer the sea of ​​stars just like your ancestors in the Great Crusade era thousands of years ago! Let the entire galaxy be under our feet!"

Vito stood still and shouted loudly towards the crowd below, pointing to the sky above his head, "Abadon said that the "age of the Primarch" is over? Fart! Our era, your era has just begun! New The great expedition has just begun!"

"So let the bastards come! Let the losers come! I'll join you here on Throneworld, the birthplace of humanity, to defeat those bastards again! Just like his father Horus Grab Abaddon and his chaotic bastards and beat them up, then kick them back to the subspace to cry, and let their fathers and mothers go to find their waste primarchs who have failed for ten thousand years and Evil gods!"

Vito roared and raised his sharp claws, and the power claws with golden lightning flashed high, and he roared at the surrounding soldiers, "What do you say? Let's kick and explode together!" Those bastard asses?!"

Enthusiastic cheers erupted from the bottom of the stairs. The soldiers raised their arms and shouted. Countless guns were lifted up and up and down with their arms. Thousands of mortal soldiers stood on the streets and armored vehicles and shouted loudly. Cheered, and even the guards around him couldn't help cheering.

Trajan and his golden-armored guards raised their arms and roared in cheers. The voices of hundreds of guards and thousands of mortal soldiers mixed together, echoing over the entire palace like a dragon's chant resounding through the sky. Vito saw After looking at the cheering soldiers around, he raised his head and looked up with a smile.

He raised his power claws high and clenched his fists. He looked at the assembled fleet on the dome. He knew that Abaddon had probably completed the assembly and was sailing towards Terra at this moment. The battle was imminent, but he He didn't feel the slightest fear, and he and the warriors who were about to return from the Primarch, the Great Crusade, and the age of mythology around him didn't feel the slightest fear.

Vito clenched his sharp claws towards the sky, golden lightning jumped from his claws, bounced from his eyes and arced on his face, he smiled and looked in the direction of the battlefield.

"Let the war come, let the new Great Crusade begin!"