Warhammer Inquisitor

After the automatic door slammed open, Cole strode in. He walked on the wide deck of the dock. Wherever he went, the ground crew and the dock military police on both sides would immediately stand at attention and salute him. Everyone stared at him. The shining gold star, four stars make up the rank of Admiral.

Cole walked across the deck with his head held high, followed by several adjutants with pistols on their waists. They also served as bodyguards, blocking incoming bullets for the admiral when necessary, but it was obviously unnecessary here today. .

Cole raised his hand to signal the entourage behind him to stop, and after everyone nodded, Cole continued to walk up. He passed between several tall Ultramarines standing in front of the deck, wearing a gorgeous robe and The Honor Guard members of the Feathered Helmets made way for him.

The burly giant stepped aside, and Cole walked between the gem-studded blue armored giants. He quickly passed the emptied part of the dock to Guilliman. The primarch saluted, and the latter gave him a silent nod in return.

And Cole also noticed Sicarius standing next to Guilliman and nodded to him. The proud Sicarius also raised his head proudly, and gestured to Cole with a very small range. The helmet was tucked under the armpit of his right arm, and his left hand held himself to the power sword studded with gems.

"You are here first, my lord."

"I happened to be nearby, so I arrived first, but you are very punctual, Admiral." "I think this is a good habit of the Imperial Navy, my lord." "Indeed, it is a good habit, now come and wait with me, Hope he's not late."

Cole quickly stood beside Guilliman, and together with the Primarch, he watched the Emperor Phantasm sliding in from the entrance of the dock. The huge ship entered through the towering gate of the dock. The body can't even be completely installed, and most of the propellers are exposed outside the dock.

The surrounding fixed landing gear quickly stretched up from all directions, quickly locked the docking anchor point of the battleship, accompanied by a short but unusually loud exhaust, after the injection pressure and the connection process, the giant ship finally parked. And as the battleship stopped, the landing deck on the side was also put down.

The deck as tall as the hull of the ship crashed down, and with a dull impact on the ground, the huge ship plank landed on the ground of the dock, and two people stepped down from it, one wearing a tall golden battlesuit. A's figure took the lead and stepped onto the surface of the dock.

"Big Blueberry." "In public, I still want you to call me by my first name and title." "Let me think, the great Regent of the Empire, Robert Guilliman? Is there something missing? In 2010, your title was added to Mars."

Vito walked up with a big smile, and Guilliman greeted him instantly with a smile on his face. The two met in the center and held each other's hands, "You don't know how many troubles you have had in the past two years. Tortured me." "Then my happy mood is better now, because those troubles have not bothered me."

The two gods laughed loudly, and their hearty laughter echoed in the hall. Guilliman looked at Vito who was in front of him and patted him on the shoulder, and the Primarch smiled with joy.

But when Guilliman stared at the suit of armor Vito was wearing, staring at the eagle emblem of the Emperor himself on it and fell silent, Vito noticed Guilliman's reaction, and he quickly covered it up , replacing the fleeting gloomy expression with a smile again.

"Nice to meet you, my friend, welcome back."

"Why did it take you so long? Two years? I thought you'd be back in two days." Sicarius said and walked over, Vito looked at him and smiled bitterly, "It's a pity that you are still alive after two years , Sicarius, I am sorry to see you."

Everyone could sense the smile in Vito's words, and Sicarius also walked up with air. He put his hand on the hilt of his sword and came in front of him, "The man who can kill me has not yet been born. In the next two thousand years will not be born."

"Your arrogance is as usual, very good, at least it means that the empire is still alive and well for the time being." Vito turned around and motioned to the people walking behind him, and Guilliman followed his gesture and saw her, "My two Years, found some old friends."

"Master Guilliman." Reina bowed to Guilliman with her hands behind her back, and the latter greeted him with a joyful expression, "Renata, I really don't know what to say. What a lovely day, I don't even know how to express my joy at seeing so many old friends in this day and age."

"Me too, my lord. Nice to meet you, and everyone." Reina greeted Sicarius and Cole who came from behind, and Vito stood proudly beside her and introduced the people in front of her. First up is Cole.

"This is Captain Cole Markarian, one of the best captains of this era, or can I remove one of them?" "It's best to keep it, I'm not as arrogant as Sicarius. "

Cole stepped forward to salute each other with Reina, and then it turned into a more friendly handshake, "Captain Renata, it's an honor to meet you, I have read your history of battles and warships, and I can meet you It is a great honor for me to have such a good captain.”

"Me too, Captain Cole, Vito has mentioned a lot about you to me, it's a great honor to meet you." The two captains shook hands, and Cole turned his head to look at Vito, "I hope he Good things to say." "Mostly."

Vito said by himself and then gestured to Sicarius, but before Vito could say anything, Sicarius began to introduce himself, you know, a typical Sicarius introduction.

"I! Cato Sicarius, Lord of Tall, Overwatch Master of Macragge, Chief Knight of Macragge, Champion Swordsman of the Chapter, Grand Duke Thrall, Captain of the Second Company of Ultramarines, and And Lord Guilliman's bodyguard!"

"Well, that's it. Anyway, he's an idiot." Vito pointed to Sicarius and said, the latter immediately put his hands on his hips, stood there proudly and raised his head to Reina, very proud Arrogant look.

"Where are the others? Luo Bao, what about the space husky and the orange cat?" "I'm curious, how would Riemann and Ryan react if they knew you described their legion in this way." Guilliman turned and turned. Looking up from the side, Vito immediately noticed the grey-armored space warrior who pushed Guilliman's honor guard away from the back of the dock.

"Vito! Where did you die?"

"I'm so conspicuous, you still can't see?" Vito smiled and raised his arms to meet him. The latter laughed and strode forward to lift Vito like a bear hug. He lifted Vito high Hugged up, "Ahaha! It seems that your arms and legs are still there, and they have grown bigger! You are the same as us!"

"Nice to meet you, Ragnar, put me down now, you're going to scratch off the armor the Emperor gave me." Vito patted Ragnar on the back with a wry smile, and Fenris once again The man's hearty laughter let him down after laughing.

"Your taste is too bad, you are so golden, why don't you tell everyone around you when you go to the battlefield like this, hey! Everyone hit me! I am the most shining and dazzling!"

"Pay attention to your words, Ragnar, this is the Emperor's own battle armor." Bell also came out from the side of Ragnar. He was wearing this blue power armor and a red one behind him. A jewel-encrusted belt hung from the waist of the cloak, too, and a beautifully crafted power sword hung by its side.

"Also, doesn't the Fist of the Empire also wear golden armor? Or should it be called yellow armor? I have never been able to tell the difference between the two." On the other side, Lancelot was wearing a robe and a winged helmet. He also came forward, holding the sword on his waist.

"Those guys are either digging holes or squatting in holes. The endless discipline, norms and tactical orders every day are as boring as Bell." Ragnar said and pushed Bell beside him, who of course Sensing the joke in Ragnar's words, he was not angry at all, and he patted the cloak behind him.

"I'm just following the advice of the scriptures, and I suggest that your regiment do the same, Ragnar, it will be very helpful." Like a sissy."

"Don't always follow the holy scriptures to Bale, that's so boring, right, the original author." Ragnar grinned and looked at Guilliman, without any respect for the Primarch. Liman didn't mind either, he shrugged, "That's just a suggestion, if you think it's unreasonable after reference, of course you don't have to follow it, but the premise is that it's unreasonable."

Guilliman pointed to Ragnar, with a hand on his waist with a smile on his face, without the slight sense of the huge level gap between the Primarch and his subordinates, "Bell is right, the holy scriptures can indeed be used in many I would like to help you, especially considering how chaotic your regiment is now, I suggest you refer to it, Captain Ragnar, you need to manage your regiment well."

"Stop, Chapter? Chapter Master? Him?" Vito looked at Ragnar who was raised by Guilliman and pointed to the side in surprise. Only now did he notice that Ragnar had grown a lot taller, wearing a His armor is also different from before, and on his shoulders is the wolf skin that only belongs to Captain Darren of the Space Wolves.

And it's not just him, Bell and Lancelot are also dressed differently from ordinary space fighters. On Bell's shoulders is the crimson battle robe that only the captain of the Ultramarines is qualified to wear. An imprint was outlined, a sword protruding from beneath the Ultramarines emblem, with an olive wreath hanging from the hilt.

And Lancelot is also wearing the white robe of the Dark Angel High Knight Commander. The wings of the winged helmet under his armpit are obviously longer than before. In the center of the white robe, the logo of the Dark Angels should have been drawn. Now it is a sword with wings spread.

The same is true for Ragnar, the part of his shoulder branded with the mark of the warband, he drew a face-on roaring direwolf in astonishment, with blood-red eyes burning with fire.

Ragnar looked at each other with Lancelot and Bell, who shrugged their shoulders to signal Ragnar to come. The wolf cleared his throat and looked at Vito with his hands on his hips.

"Tell you something, the three of us now have a battle group."