Warhammer Inquisitor

As one of the most prominent families in Terra, the Scruz family was once known far and wide for the emperor as the court painters. They were quite famous as early as in the Terra unification war. Served by the great tyrant, he drew countless exquisite scrolls, describing the process of that powerful tyrant unifying the Slavic region.

And when the empire of the great tyrant was smashed under the crushing of the emperor, the emperor took a fancy to the talents of the Scruz family, and he recruited them into his imperial court, where he followed the emperor, with magnificent pictures. The picture scroll records the great achievements of the Unification War, and also remembers every magnificent victory of the Great Expedition for mankind.

"The Great Victory of Ulano", "The Coronation of the Warmaster" and "The Last Battle, the Day of the Emperor's Ascension" are all famous scrolls in the empire, and they are guests of honor in countless churches and state religious temples. this family.

Even after the emperor sat on the golden throne, the Scruz family still enjoyed a lofty status. They were high lords and served the top nobles of Terra. It is said that their service charges are very expensive, and the price of a painting is enough Bought a Rogue Trader warship.

But it is also worth it. People always say that there is no picture that Scruz can't draw. No matter how incredible and shocking the picture is, Scruz can draw it vividly, and keep its charm and deep meaning vividly on the canvas. Take a look, as if you are there personally.

This made the Scruz family even more prominent after the emperor left and the empire entered the age of mortals. As a result, they accumulated huge wealth and became richer top-ranking nobles than before, and this also made their family members They are all extremely proud, even arrogant, Scruz boasted, saying that there is nothing he can't draw.

This sentence spread to Guilliman's ears, so he invited Master Scruz to come here, and leave a picture scroll like that of the year for his upcoming grand event, which will last forever. Scruz agreed, and he was very confident. Even proud, he believed that he could once again create a masterpiece that has been famous for thousands of years.

This will allow him to get a large reward from Guilliman, and later make his reputation even more prominent. More imperial dignitaries who hear the news will bring more money to invite him, and this will also Let his fee and worth rise, so Scruz came here very confidently, ready to leave a proud achievement for himself.

But he was wrong. When Scruz stood on the stairs of this magnificent palace and set up his easel, he knew he was wrong. He couldn't paint the scene in front of him at all. One ten-thousandth of the momentum of the scene.

It was the scene of tens of thousands of Astartes standing on the square, thousands of demigod warriors arranged in countless dense formations, and they stretched along the huge square towards the skyline, like a field of vision. Endless steel land.

Scruz's eyes widened. He looked down at the square team that was coming neatly from the avenue outside the square. The flags fluttered above the heads of the burly warriors. They stepped into the square with neat steps. His footsteps shook the sky and made the whole world tremble.

Above the heads of the giants marching in line, on the pedestrian streets and platforms surrounding the avenue, millions of mortals cheered there, and they all squeezed forward desperately, just to see the extraordinary sons of the emperor marching below their glory, and behold their gleaming armor.

Pilgrims from all over the world of Terra, regardless of status and status, huddled together. The chaos of the crowd forced the Ministry of Justice to dispatch almost all law enforcement officers in their hands. They waved electric batons in the surrounding streets to maintain order. , The yelling and roaring echoed with the barking of the transformed police dog beside him.

But their voices were completely overwhelmed by the more fanatical crowd around them. Among them, the believers of the state religion were the most fanatical. They held up the emperor's flag in their hands, and the incense burner in their hands kept shaking from side to side among the crowd. Bystanders cursing.

The believers completely ignored the curses of the people around them, they just approached frantically, and stretched their hands towards the magnificent statues of the emperor's angels on both sides of the avenue above their heads, and the hymns of praise were recited from their mouths, time and time again Constantly reverberating above the heads of thousands of people.

In the air lingering in the chants, flower petals fell from the sky, those floating and spinning petals fell to the ground, fell from the thousands of fluttering banners, and landed on the walking demigod warriors, stepping on the ground covered with flowers , stepping forward with the petals shaking again and again.

Scruz looked at the sea of ​​steel, the power armor was constantly surging forward on the street like waves, the endless battalion of space fighters passed by the crowd's carnival, and the petals that fell on him marched in front of them. On the square, line up to enter the dense square line that entered here earlier.

They marched in neat steps into the open space above the square. With the loud shout of the leading centurion, hundreds of space fighters turned around neatly, raised their bolt guns and suddenly stepped to attention. The sound of the ground echoed over the entire square, like thunder in a thunderstorm.

With the sound of uniform footsteps, the interstellar warriors stepped into the huge square. They stood there densely, holding the bolt guns in their hands and looking up at the steps in front of the magnificent church where Scruz was. Tens of millions of interstellar warriors The sense of coercion that the soldiers looked at at the same time made Scruz unable to breathe even for a while.

And in front of him, on the steps that separated him from the Astartes below, were the Custodians. Thousands of Custodians in the golden armor of the Emperor's Guard stood on the steps with halberds in their hands. The long stairs lined up, forming a straight golden wall on the side of the street before the end of the cathedral steps.

The imperial guards were holding shining power halberds, and blue lightning burst out from the spearheads. The golden armored guards were holding divine soldiers and striding forward before the stairs. A phalanx of Space Marines, carrying bolters, passed in front of the crowd standing on the steps.

Guilliman stood shoulder to shoulder with the five Chapter Masters. They stood before thousands of Space Marines under the guard of thousands of Custodians. All those in the passing phalanx raised their bolters to the extraordinary beings on the stage. , suddenly turned his head and saluted, and the chapter masters above also saluted them one by one.

Robert Guilliman, the extraordinary heir of the emperor stood at the top of the stairs, he raised his head majestically overlooking the phalanxes passing by below, one by one the phalanxes passed in front of him and marched to the square, where the many interstellar The soldiers looked up at the steps, but soon they looked to the side of the intersection of the square and burst into cheers.

The cheers of tens of thousands of space fighters raising their arms at the same time made Scruz feel dizzy for a moment. He held on to the frame, not even ignoring the paint splashed on himself from the tray below. He turned his head to look at the intersection of the square. The neat phalanx that has just stepped in is a piece of snow-white battle armor.

All the space fighters in the square cheered for their brothers Shadow Moon Wolf. The neat warriors in white armor stepped into the square and passed by the stage while cheering. The five chapter masters on the steps saluted them , especially headed by their own Chapter Master Loken, he is extremely proud of his fighters.

And this pride reached a climax as Guilliman himself raised his arms to pay tribute to them. All the space fighters below burst into the most enthusiastic cheers.

The soldiers of the first Dalian company of the Shadow Moon Wolf marched proudly. Captain Rex, the leader of them, pulled out the power sword on his waist and looked up the stairs. The soldiers behind him neatly raised their bolt guns. Passing before the stairs with the banners flying, they all looked at the emperor's heir on the stage.

Scruz looked at everything in front of him in shock. It took a lot of time for the soldiers of the entire legion to pass by, but Scruz couldn't tell how long it took. He didn't close his eyes, as if he was afraid of missing any moment.

He watched the torrent of steel rolling past in front of him, and now he knew that he would definitely not be able to draw a ten-thousandth of the momentum here, he couldn't do it, and no one could do it.

After spending an unknown amount of time for the Shadow Moon Wolf Legion, the huge queue finally completed its march, and the white battle armor merged into the square, where you can see the sea of ​​white, gold, gray, blue and dark green Segmented and arranged together, it is an endless torrent of steel, stretching to the end of the horizon.

On both sides of the square, there are several rows of Titans standing around the square. These steel giants stand side by side with their cannons raised. the end.

At the feet of the Titans, there are hordes of armored troops docked, Chimera personnel carriers, salamander self-propelled artillery, Leman Russ main battle tanks, death shooter missile launchers, Hydra anti-aircraft guns, etc. The imperial armors were arranged together, and they spread out around the feet of the steel giant, surrounding it like an ocean.

The steel behemoths stretched along the star fighters' brigade to the end of the world. In that extremely distant place, everything there could no longer be seen. Only the majestic Titan was still standing in that distant place, against the background of the sky. Leave a silhouette on it.

As all the space fighters entered the square, Guilliman immediately raised his palm, facing the endless space fighters on the square below, and following the Primarch's signal, tens of thousands of people in the whole square were still cheering. The giants fell silent instantly, almost at the same time.

Scruz stared at the scene with wide red eyes, Guilliman turned his head and pointed at Scruz, "Blink, let your eyes rest, and record everything you saw today, Scruz Grandmaster."

"I, I, I..." Scruz couldn't even utter a complete sentence. He was standing among the demigods, and he was so shocked that he couldn't use normal thinking to organize words. He could only read like a baby. Intermittent words.

Guilliman nodded silently to him, "I think you will, everything today will be remembered by history." After finishing speaking, Guilliman turned to the soldiers at the bottom of the stairs, stretching towards the horizon The departed Legion of Space Marines looked up, silently listening to whatever the Primarch had to say.

On their side, they stood at attention in front of the armored army, and the mortal soldiers who stood up straight after countless fluttering surprises also looked up. They stood in countless queues in front of tanks and armored vehicles, and above their heads , on the corridor steps surrounding the body of the titan, all the operation team members were also lined up.

In front of the entire cathedral, millions of people stood silently in the huge square, waiting for the words of the Emperor's Son. Scruz glanced at Guilliman who was at the side. He put down his hand, and the master immediately picked it up. Picking up the paintbrush in his hand, he began to draw on the paper with his red eyes open. He couldn't help but look at Guilliman, trying to record everything completely.

"Here today, we are gathered in this magnificent square, and the proud warriors of the empire also stand here. It is an honor for me to stand in front of you. I believe that the emperor himself will be proud of you."

Guilliman didn't need to borrow any sound transmission equipment, his voice was deep and loud enough to be heard by people in the most distant place, he stood on the stairs, surrounded by a large number of servo skulls around his head, their mechanical eyes aligned With Guilliman, the words spoken by the Primarch will be broadcast live to the whole Terra, and in the future will also be the whole empire.

Hundreds of billions of people are watching Guilliman in front of their TVs and holographic equipment in the plaza. The entire Terra is dead silent, listening to the words of Guilliman, the heir of the emperor, the superhuman body.

"I am proud to look into the eyes of all the warriors, and I am extremely honored to be able to speak to you here, because I have pierced the old night with your ancestors, dispelled the darkness and brought light, and today, in this In the dark galaxy age, I am also fortunate to be able to dispel the night with the same warriors and their descendants, please accept my respect, all warriors proud of the Emperor, I salute you."

Cheers, deafening cheers echoed in the sky of Terra, the cry of the whole world, the loud roar of the Empire after thousands of years of silence.

"The chess piece has been dropped, now I can only move forward, I am ordered by the emperor to lead this great expedition, and now, I invite the great supreme commander, the emperor's stalwart brother, to ring the bell of the expedition! Vito Khan Lord Standing, please come forward."

Guilliman raised his arms sideways to signal backwards, and Scruz and everyone on the stairs looked back, from behind the golden throne door that was completely imitated in the church, from under the separated emperor's throne Vito in golden armor Walking out, a bright halo was burning behind his head, and the holy light shrouded him.

Vito walked by Scruz. The latter looked up at the giant with red eyes. The paintbrush in his hand fell to the ground, but was quickly picked up and waved in front of him. Scruz kept moving repeatedly. Focusing his eyes, he described the magnificent scroll of Vito walking up to stand side by side with the Primarch.

It will be an epic, a great picture that will be remembered forever in the history of all mankind. It will depict Vitor walking up to the stairs and drawing the holy sword of the Emperor himself from the scabbard that Guilliman handed him. The sword points to the sky.

The burning holy sword pointed directly at the sky, overlooking the huge army on the earth and looking at the sky and the universe, he held the holy sword and stared at the fiery sword tip.

"From the lands of Terra to the boundaries of the galaxy, the Indomitable Crusade begins."

Scruz heard the cheers of the whole world, all of Terra, the first roar of the human empire after ten thousand years of silence.

And in his hands, the oil painting also put the last touch, and everything in front of him was frozen on the canvas. "The Beginning of the Expedition" he named this painting, it is another masterpiece that is destined to be remembered by history painting.