Warhammer Inquisitor

The hatch of the docking trestle bridge opened with a bang, and amidst the flashing lights, a faint white mist permeated the walls of the closed long bridge. Guilliman stepped into the bridge from the mist, and Vito was leading the way.

He raised his hand to Bell and walked forward. Kiri did the same, signaling his honor guards to stay outside the gate, and then followed under Sicarius' still suspicious eyes.

Gradually, the gate of the imperial battleship was left behind, and the two walked side by side in the empty corridor of the docking bridge, walking towards the dark steel gate ahead.

"After the past, I will do it when I tell you to do it." Vito softly repeated the words on the bridge, Guilliman glanced at him, and repeated his own words again, "I make my own judgment." "Then I hope your Judgment, don't bury us over there, I don't like lying in those coffins, weirdos."

"Although, there is a greater probability that we will be put in a display case and placed in front of Fulgrim's clone." "What?" "It's nothing, just kidding, come on."

The two were talking, and gradually Bell and the others were left behind at the end, like little dolls standing at the door of the cabinet, and with their footsteps, the surrounding environment also changed suddenly. The walls of the trestle bridge decorated with reliefs and church promenades were gradually replaced by black iron. Those had no temperature, and the surface did not even have a little reflection of steel emerging around them.

Guilliman observed them, the lights in the entire trestle hit their surfaces, but there was not even a single bit of reflection or refraction, they completely swallowed all the light, just like a black hole.

When the two came to the door at the end, Vito stopped, and Guilliman stopped right after him. The two looked up at the completely smooth black iron door in front of them.

It was silent at first, but it suddenly started to move. There was a rumbling sound of mechanical operation in the door, and the door opened irregularly like petals around it, revealing a deep darkness behind it.

Guilliman watched Vito step in first, entered the door without any hesitation, and then gave Bell and his party at the door at the end behind him a final glance and walked in.

After he stepped into the dark door, Guilliman clenched his fist slightly as the black door behind him closed instantly, his eyes scanning the surrounding environment.

This is a black hall, with obelisk-like stone pillars standing on both sides, supporting the high ceiling above the head. Guilliman looked up, and it was so tall that it was so tall that he could not see its top clearly. It was shrouded in a thick darkness, and I couldn't see my fingers.

Guilliman lowered his head and looked forward. Vito walked on the ground between the obelisks, with his hands in his pockets, as if he was really visiting an old friend's house.

Guilliman was silent for a while, and then followed up. He followed Vito through the dark and wide avenue. On both sides, strange green energy light bands crawled towards the end, leading to the long staircase at the end.

The band of light climbed up the stone piers on both sides of the stairs, and penetrated into the black mist that shrouded the top of the stairs. It was so dark that it was impossible to see what was behind.

Guilliman walked over, but suddenly he turned his head sharply to hear the sudden sound of steel footsteps, and he saw a necromancer walking out from behind the obelisk pillar, holding a sword with a flashing tip. The spear that decomposed the green light came out, and the steel face was shining with green light.

Guilliman stopped, he looked to the other end, and after another obelisk came out of the warriors, followed by more pillars behind him, and the necromancers holding dancing green tearing lightning came out of the darkness. Appeared, at the top of the ceiling, a long strip of gnarled undead creature fell down, raised its head, and opened and closed the rattling steel jaw below.

The undead gradually surrounded them, green energy rays flickered in the darkness, and there was a rattling sound in the surroundings as the iron feet of steel stepped on the ground.

Guilliman clenched the master's hand tightly, and the bolt gun hanging under his arm slid out instantly, and the bolt attached to one side slipped into the holster instantly, and the arm pushed the bolt into the holster instantly.

The dual-mounted guns aimed at a necromancer warrior on one side, but it showed no fear on its face, holding a disintegrating spear and continued to walk. Guilliman frowned as he watched him, and then pulled out the flaming weapon. The sword and the holy flame instantly ignited, illuminating the surrounding dark space.

The firelight shone on the smooth faces of the undead, and they continued to approach with weapons in their hands. Guilliman's fingers clenched slightly, and the trigger inside the bomb glove clicked with pressure.

"Guilliman, put down the gun." Vito gestured with his hand up. Guilliman looked at him and frowned, then looked around at the Necromancer warriors and the steel beasts crawling on the ground, "Then let them Let go first."

As he said that, Guilliman raised his arms violently, and the muzzle of the bolt gun spun to lock the head of the necromancer warrior. Vito cursed in a low voice, "Put down your damn gun! Otherwise, we both have to die! I order You put it down!"

"You ordered me to put it down?" "You have to listen to me when you go to the battlefield. Now, put down your broken glove." Vito almost cursed, as if there was no room for argument, Guilliman Looking at him, and then at the Necromancer holding a gun, he was silent for a while and then put down his Bomb Gauntlet.

The sound of reloading the safety of the bolt gun echoed in this quiet space. After he put down the Phoenix Sword and extinguished it, all the surrounding necromancers suddenly stopped, and they all stopped in unison, as if they had been shut down. standing all around.

Guilliman looked around them, and then heard a strange laugh. Together with Vito, he looked into the smoke above the stairs. From the black smoke, a tall figure stepped out. There is a huge steel formation extending down the spine.

It was also a necromancer, he was covered in steel, silver-gray all over his body, his face shone with laughter, Guilliman looked at him, and Vito held his forehead and smiled wryly, "Tarasin, what are you doing?" Is it necessary to make such a mobilization?"

"You told me that you came alone, but you didn't say that you brought a guest. Of course, I want to see if this uninvited guest has the same kindness as you." Walking down, the iron steps stepped on by the steel footprints made a sound.

"Now, do you see it?" Vito asked, and Traasin nodded with his stiff neck. He waved to the surrounding necromancer warriors, and all the necromancers immediately turned away and returned to the Disappeared in the dark.

Guilliman watched Trasim approaching warily. He came in front of the two of them. He was tall, not shorter than Guilliman, and he was still wearing the armor of fate.

Traasin looked at the battle armor on Guilliman's body, tapped his finger lightly on the scepter, "What a perfect creation, I recently just expanded an exhibition hall in the museum, and I will prepare the final conspicuous position for it."

Guilliman frowned, while Vito put his hands in his arms and smiled, "Sorry, he hung up after taking it off, Fulgrim's stabbing venom is still in his body, and I want to take his at any time." life, but if you happen to have an antidote, maybe you can exchange it?"

"Unfortunately, I don't have the antidote, but I'm sure, your dear color." Tralassin suddenly stopped talking, and the light on the mechanical face flickered for a long time, and then Guilliman noticed Vivian The frown on his face.

It was obvious what they were hiding.

"My lord regent, I have heard about your reforms on Terra. You are very cunning and iron-fisted, which is admirable." Traasin turned to Guilliman and spoke, as if to dispel the embarrassing atmosphere just now.

Guilliman nodded after pondering for a while, and Traasin laughed again with that weird laugh after receiving a response, "In Lower Traasin, known as the Infinity, the ruler of the Solemus dynasty, I believe Vito has introduced me to you."

"Not quite." Guilliman responded in a low voice, his eyes still wary. "He said, you can help us." "Oh? Help? It's interesting, my dear friend, you need me to do it what?"

Traasin asked Vito, who pulled out the box containing the fragments from his bosom, and he handed it to Traasin, who caught it in his steel fingers.

Iron Finger opened the box and saw the light on the fragment's face flickering for a moment. He hooked his finger lightly, and the fragment flew out and floated in his palm. Talasin looked at it, eyes Blinking constantly, as if scanning the thing.

"You know this thing right?" Vito asked, and Traasin nodded after a moment, "Indeed, this is a fragment of the Blackstone Obelisk, when Abaddon destroyed the obelisks around the Eye of Terror After the world, I was still wondering where he got the pieces, and now, we know."

"Does Edalad know?" Traasin turned his head and asked, while Vito shook his head, "No, but I guess it's about the same. He doesn't need us to remind him."

"Can you tell me if you can?" Guilliman interrupted suddenly, Vito and Tralassin both looked over at the same time, Trazyn asked Vito for advice, and the latter shrugged.

After seeing this, Traasin looked at Guilliman and raised the floating debris in his hand, "The original function of the Black Stone is to block and suppress the Eye of Terror, and as a restraint, it was created by the Necrontyrs in ancient times. Come out and use it against the psionic powers of the Old Ones in the Battle of Heaven."

"It is the lock, the wall, that seals off the Realm of Soul from that of Reality, and which the Necrontyr carry into battle to seal and suppress the Old Ones and their minions from their power from the Realm of Soul."

"That's where the Warp is now," Vito added, and Guilliman frowned slightly, and after a moment of thought, nodded to Tralassin for him to continue, and he did.

"During the Battle of Heaven, the Black Stone Obelisks were scattered around as the war spread throughout the galaxy. After they were deployed, they would penetrate deep into the earth's crust and absorb the power of the core of the planet itself, so they could not be recovered. Where did the war go? They're all black stone obelisks."

"Many of these were destroyed in the war, but the rest survived after the Battle of Heaven ended, the Old Ones departed, the C'tan were defeated, and the Necrontyr fell into a long sleep, and they continued to follow the The automatic program is suppressing the subspace, blocking its connection with the real universe, so after the Battle of Heaven, the subspace, which has completely fallen and fallen into madness, did not tear up the galaxy in the first place."

Traasin smiled strangely, looked at the fragment, and then looked at Vito, "In a sense, you and Edalad should thank us. Without our creations, you would have been finished."

"Yes, yes, thank you so much." Vito said, rolling his eyes, while Traasin smiled, and Guilliman frowned at the fragment.

"But chaos still flooded into the physical universe. They have been in chaos for 10,000 years, but you say it successfully suppressed the subspace?"

"My friend, you are too short to remember a time before these ages of strife, when our creatures did faithfully do their duty, keeping the Warp at the other end of the plane, and It’s the same as the Battle of Heaven, which lasted for thousands of years, so life in the galaxy can sprout and develop, and only you humans can exist.”

Traasin said, his words were full of helplessness, "But the creation of the Old Sages, the people of our friend Eldarard, fell into self-destruction ten thousand years ago, which eventually led to the Great Fall and the birth of the Eye of Terror. A rift was torn into the Warp, which led to everything today."

"The Eldar are to blame!" Vito yelled, waving his fingers, "Especially Edalad, let them keep talking in riddles instead of human words, look, poke a hole in the galaxy? If they say something In human terms, that hole will never appear."

"I believe that this is also a unique quality of theirs. It is one of the details of Gusheng's inferior products, just like their green-skinned brothers."

Guilliman frowned, obviously not intending to join in the teasing, he looked at Trazyn and Vito coldly, and they shrugged and returned to the topic.

"The Eye of Terror was born, but the Black Stone is still functioning, so after Horus' rebellion caused Chaos to invade the galaxy completely, and after the countless disputes and chaos in the past ten thousand years, the Eye of Terror has never been torn apart In the entire Milky Way, the Black Stone suppressed it. On a planet called Cadia by you humans, it blocked the Eye of Terror, and formed a smooth passage deep into the center of the subspace in the Milky Way, tearing apart half of the subspace. That's why it's called the "Eye of Fear."

"But the good times didn't last long. Abaddon learned of the role of the Black Stone from nowhere. He launched thirteen Black Crusades to destroy them. In the thirteenth game, Cadia was destroyed, and the Eye of Terror swelled and opened. Come, but fortunately, the real core of the black stone on it has not been destroyed, so the Eye of Terror is under control."

Traasin looked at the shard in his hand, tapped it lightly with his fingers, and the shard immediately glowed with a red halo, "And Abaddon, who failed, also found a new method. Since the black stone can suppress the subspace, if the reverse How will it be?"

Traasin smiled softly, and on that shining face, Guilliman's frowning face was illuminated, and he understood, "As you can see, the big rift that now appears at this end of the Milky Way was born from this, Ah! Barton used these black stones to corrupt them with the power of chaos, and thus placed them among the planets, tearing a new gap between them. He can expand the gap by deploying more black stones, such as directly taking the gap through the To Tyra."

"But it can still be closed, so, Old Tower, I need your help." Vito said, looking at Trasim, who also smiled.

"You really need it, and I know what you want." Traasin said, holding the fragment in his hand, "Come with me."

After saying that, Tralassin waved his hand, motioning for the two to follow. Vito followed first, followed by Guilliman, and they set foot on the long staircase at the end.

Guilliman walked towards the black mist, and Vito and Traasin walked into it without looking back. Guilliman looked at the black mist and took a long, deep breath, then stepped into the mist, In front of his eyes flashed pieces of connected strange particle lightning in the smoke. They intertwined and collided with each other, and then suddenly disappeared together with the smoke.

Guilliman stepped out of the mist and stood under a gate, staring at everything in front of him, while Tralassin turned around and spread his arms outstretched among the huge creations.

"Welcome, Endless Museum."