Warhammer Inquisitor

Psalms echoed leisurely under the towering dome, and golden statues stood shining around, just like the visitors here.

Anthony looked at the people in the audience. They were all dressed in fine clothes, and the women wore the most beautiful and exquisite jewelry. The sunlight shot into the church through the high stained glass windows, and the leisurely hymns echoed between the walls of the church. .

Today, all the families of Victoria are gathered here, their flags and family crests can be seen everywhere, and costumes of various colors are swaying here, like a group of peacocks gathered.

But there are also some people who are incompatible with the surrounding environment here. Anthony stared at the steel knight in armor. He was wearing a gray-white battle robe and stood under the light of the church with a sword taller than a person.

The Dark Angel stood with his sword in hand, and around him were more Dark Angels and Ultramarines, all armed without exception, with bolters, chainswords and put on helmets guarding them like a steel corridor.

And between them, on the steps at the end of the corridor of the church, the respected Marshal Vito Constantine, who has attracted everyone's attention, is standing there wearing the Emperor's armor, with each on the left and right sides standing there. It is guarded by angels of death.

Lancelot stood at his side with sword in both hands, making a silent assertion of his authority, and Antony stood behind them, staying with the others as a guest of honor.

He frowned, feeling that something was wrong, and also his rebel ally Tierfan, His Excellency the Duke, who also felt something was wrong.

"The situation is not right, why are they all wearing armor?" Tierfan said worriedly, his words were full of worry, his suspicion was not unreasonable.

Not only Vito and the Astartes, but even Sara was wearing a full battle nun uniform, she was far away from her other sister sisters, but the latter were also fully armed.

The atmosphere here is not right, not only Anthony, everyone is aware of it, and people whisper in the corridor between the first floor and the second floor of the church.

"Are we exposed?" Tierfan said nervously, "Stop being silent, Anthony, tell me!"

"Take it easy and stay calm."

"Calm down?! How do you want me to calm down?! They came to the wedding wearing armor, who would come wearing armor?!" Tierfan said excitedly, "and also brought a gun and a sword, I saw a soldier just checked The magazine is full! It's full of real stuff!"

"Damn it, Your Excellency Anthony, you said this is a trap for them, I don't think it may be now!"

"Keep your voice down, Tirvan." Anthony yelled in a low voice, "Calm down, if we were exposed, then Vito would have killed us long ago and wouldn't let us in at all."

Anthony glanced at Petronilla as he spoke. She was also here. She didn't wear a combat uniform or a weapon on her waist. It seemed that she was on her side, but this made Anthony even more suspicious.

But he didn't show any worries of his own, still pretending to be in control, he reassured Tirvan, who also calmed down, although it was more likely because he had no choice.

Their conversation was interrupted, the door of the church opened with a bang, the cheers from the street outside floated into the church along with rose petals, the bright sunlight spread across the ground like a golden avenue, replacing the red carpet for Jack and Wen Ya Nar walks by.

They entered the church, and the young newcomers entered the church amid the cheers of the citizens outside.

The maids held up the hem of Wen Ya Naer's skirt, and they followed closely behind, walking slowly through the center of the church, with the solemn horsemen walking ahead to open the way.

The crowd along the way retreated from the road to both sides, and the jazz and ladies bowed to them. During the hymn of the chorus, Jack walked through the sun and the red carpet with Wen Yanale's arm, and came in front of Anthony. .

The bishop was already ready here, he raised his hands, and the two newcomers immediately stopped and knelt in front of him.

Behind the bishop, a man held up the statue of the emperor. He sat on the top of the banner, overlooking all living beings in the sunlight. The whole church fell silent instantly, and everyone looked here.

"We gather here today, in the name of Your Majesty the Holy One, to bless this couple, Jack Johnson from the Johnson family and Wen Ya Naer from the Lasnia family are married couples."

The bishop's voice echoed under the dome, but Anthony did not pay attention to the original focus of the audience, but put all his attention on Vito.

He stood there with his back to himself, as if ignoring but at the same time scanning the crowd with his eyes, all family members bowed their heads in awe under his gaze.

On both sides of him, Lancelot and Bell each led their own people. They stood like high walls in the church. Their tall bodies blocked the sunlight, casting wide shadows on everyone in the church.

Anthony knew that some people had already begun to waver. The nobles who were on the side of the rebellion bowed their heads. They wavered in front of the marshal and his angel of death.

"Anthony, are you sure you want to take action?" Tierfan and Sten leaned forward. The person who asked the question was Sten. He was the key to this operation and was responsible for opening a security gap on the periphery.

"The bow is on the string and I have to shoot it," Anthony said.

"Once this opportunity is missed, there will be no more chances, and the plan will remain the same." He said firmly, but Tierfan was obviously not so firm. This man who is only interested in profit, is full of doctrine in his mouth, and business in his heart shaken.

"But how did our men fight so many Angels of Death? And the Battle Sisters, by the Emperor! Antony, we must hold off, we"

"I have my own way."

Anthony said that he was holding a box from behind his waist. The thing was very small, no more than the size of a palm at best. Tierfan and Sten looked at the box, not knowing what it was.

Anthony slowly opened it, and a small piece of black debris flew up. It was completely black, as if it had been knocked from a certain stone, a black stone.

Its surface exuded a strange red light. Suddenly, as Anthony rolled up his cuffs and uttered a certain spell, the imprint on his arm lit up, and the weird fragment also reacted immediately. .

Sarah in the distance suddenly had a reaction. She pressed the two bolt guns on her waist and looked aside. On the side of the church, behind the crowd, there was a mural engraved with the emperor expelling the demon. moved.

Its shape gradually became three-dimensional, and then the huge claws broke free from the plaster in an instant, and the roaring mouth roared and fell on the wall. The people there saw it and then screamed.

The demon continued to roar with blood, and as it roared, the demons in other surrounding portraits also fell down one after another.

The crowd panicked, and Jack looked back to see the twisted devil at the end of the red carpet, roaring and snarling with his kind, and this side.

Vito slowly drew out the phoenix sword, the iron feathers spread out behind Sarah, and the two guns were drawn out. Lancelot and Bell were also ready to go with the soldiers under their command, and they met the demon's eyes.

"The curtain rises and the show begins."