Warhammer Inquisitor

"My lord, the biological monitoring signal has identified a large number of unknown signals."

The big crater area on the four-dimensional map was calm just now, but in the blink of an eye, it was already filled with dense red dots, which seemed to emerge from the ground.

Vito looked at the red light on the map, and the Astartes around him looked at each other, "Sir, do you want to send support troops?"

"No, no need, let's talk about it, I can't send it in, the barrier is about to be closed."

After all, the enchantment gap on the four-dimensional map was stitched up. It was as if the model had been automatically repaired, restarting in the wrong program.

"Now, they can only rely on themselves, whether it is going in or coming out."

Vito said as he dragged a piece of markers on the map, they circled in front of Vito, he looked down at the countless icons on the map and raised his head, "And now, do a good job of cleaning when they come out, Primarch, maybe not Walking on the creeper, right?"

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The bolter pierced through the air and blasted the flying flies. When its huge body exploded, it sprayed out thick water not inferior to the human body. Bell swooped aside to avoid it, and raised the bolter to continue firing into the air.

The swarms of flies were corrupted and culled, and their eggs were broken one by one on the dome at the top. There was not a rocky roof, but glass, but it was surrounded by fungal colonies. It is corrupted and greedily absorbs the surrounding nutrients.

All the edible things in the mall were hung under the creep, beef, pork, even whole pet cats and dogs in the pet store, and naturally, their owners.

The pale skull was exposed to the fungus, and there was nothing left of flesh and blood on the surface, and even the bones were on the verge of degradation and collapse.

Giant flies rotted and burst out from there, flapping their giant wings and flying from the air. The Astartes fired continuously and fiercely, but the bolts seemed to be shot into a bottomless swamp, and the flames of the bullets were completely wiped out in the blink of an eye. engulf.

Everyone gathered together, and without any orders, Astartes moved as if he had accepted the transformation into a machine servant. They leaned together, and their guns and power swords struck out in all directions.

Among the huge swarms of flies, they were divided into several units, and the core of them was undoubtedly Guilliman. The flaming sword he swung was like a lighthouse shining in the dark night, so weak in the depths of the dense fog , but also exceptionally memorable.

There was a relatively large vacuum area around him, and the flies were flying wildly outside the circular barrier, but few of them dared to directly charge into it. The reason was those nuns of silence.

The soulless are suppressing the surrounding subspace. Although the flies of Nurgle are hatched based on the physical body of the physical world, they are still subspace creatures in essence. Getting close to the soulless will make them miserable, but even so, They still surrounded Guilliman and launched a fierce attack.

The Sisters of Silence slashed and slashed around Guilliman, the giant sword chopped off wings, worm beaks, jaw claws, and long braids flew with the golden figure.

Their bodies were slender and slender, and they fought like ballerinas on a stage. The flaming sword shone on those slender bodies. Between them, Guilliman also brandished the Emperor's holy sword. Dodge, let out a terrified scream.

"My lord, this is not the solution, we must eliminate the mastermind of the swarm."

"I agree, and the mastermind is right there."

At the edge of the shopping mall, when the swarms of insects surrounded them densely, they were densely covered in front of a rolling shutter door, which exuded a strong stench, or in other words, the essence of Nurgle's power.

Guilliman nodded to the nuns, "Cover me."

The nun nodded, and rushed over with her sisters. The system of the soulless instantly cleared a straight path, and they rushed towards the gate.

The swarm of flies also seemed to have reacted, and they all rushed up with a sense of disgust and disgust, sweeping towards Guilliman and them like a dense storm.

The bolt roared and exploded in the swarm of insects. The fireball cleared a safe area on both sides of the road. Guilliman looked back at his excellent son. Bell took aim with the bolt gun and fired, switching to the timer Exploding bolts fly into the swarm.

The Astartes opened fire in Guilliman's direction, even ignoring the swarms besieging them, firing all their firepower around the road.

In the flames of the explosion, Guilliman came to the door. He looked back at the retreat that was surrounded in an instant. The moment the artillery fire went out, the swarm of insects completely enveloped them at a rapid speed. Looking around, only those The densely packed body, and the sharp whistling sound of wings flapping.

"My lord, we are cut off."

Sister Shane Calderon said that she had already turned around. She and her sisters quickly moved closer together, and the barrier of the soulless gathered quickly, releasing a more powerful barrier to block the back of the gate.

Guilliman nodded, there was no need to say thanks between the soldiers, let alone any explanation, everything had its own destiny, he rushed into the rolling door, the flickering fire behind him, and the dense swarm of insects also gradually went away.

The spotlights on the Destiny Armor were naturally turned on in the dark environment. He ran and rushed through the living commercial street, surrounded by shops engulfed by tumors, and the only remaining products were in the living flesh. wriggling between.

The further inside, the stronger the stench, and Guilliman's Fate armor and superhuman senses were no longer able to resist the stench. Although it was not fatal, the nausea still emerged in the Primarch's superhuman senses.

Guilliman rushed into an underground parking lot, and everything around him suddenly became clear. The wide space was covered with slender blood vessels, sarcoids stuck in the corners of the support columns, and fungal spores floated in the air, devouring the place. All artificial objects that can be seen have been transformed into some form that can be called a living thing.

Between the supporting pillars, those slender blood vessels are hanging in the air. They are connected to a strange pointed stone. It is like the ancient Celtic gods stele. It is also covered with creep, and there are countless slender blood vessels. Climb on top of it and inject some kind of power into it.

Runes gleamed on its surface, and Guilliman stepped into the underground car park with a flaming sword in his hand, and the ground he stepped on burned instantly, consuming the fungus, and their piercing screams echoed in the empty emptiness inside.

"Mortarion! I know you're here, show yourself, it's time to end it."

"Ah, the Emperor's thirteenth son, his...faithful dog."

A simple and honest voice sounded behind him, and Guilliman turned around suddenly. It slowly emerged from the shadows, and its bloated body crawled over from the ground. It was not his legs, but his stomach.

It was like a pool of water, surging towards the ground, and when his body completely appeared under the luminous microorganisms, its huge and terrifying appearance could barely be seen clearly.

Its body is definitely not something that can exist in reality. It is impossible for something that has evolved into such a deformity to exist. Its small head is nailed to the top of the fluid, and its entire body is full of eggs from top to bottom. It sucks that delicious milk? Damn, I really don't want to think about it.

"You are not him."

"Of course, the son of a loving father is not here, the emperor's hound, you are not worthy to see him, here is your end."

The demon of Nurgle laughed, it opened its big mouth, and countless mosquitoes poured out of it like a flood, distorting its words into the sound of the wings of the huge insects, "I will swallow you, I will serve the world Bring forth the words of the Father, true love."

"I will never allow that twisted love to exist."

Guilliman raised his flaming sword, and all the eggs on his body exploded with a laugh, and dense wormholes appeared in its body instantly, from which Nurgle's worms poured out like black The tide generally shot towards Guilliman.

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"Fuck! What's that?"

Ragnar turned his head to the sky of the department store, a huge shadow flew up from it, they circled in the air, gradually forming an inverted triangle of the storm.

"The Emperor is above"

Brother Vicente Adel exclaimed in amazement. Felix beside him stepped forward and kicked down a laughing demon that had climbed up.

It fell into the countless smiling faces at the bottom of the steps, and they laughed wildly and climbed up like the black tide hitting the pier.

"Trust Lord Guilliman, trust the Emperor's Light! Keep fighting!"

With a roar, Felix raised the power sword in his hand. The lightning stand exploded in the black tide instantly, and all the walking corpses were blown out. The company commander stood between the tide and held up the shining power sword.

"Fight for Macragge!"

"For Fenris! Woohoo!"

Shouting and laughing, Ragnar leaped into the Nurgle army with two axes in hand, and Felix also jumped down. The slender pump elemental flames sprayed behind them, and the blazing fire illuminated the two sides. The human body, the endless black tide is rushing towards them.

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The holy sword of fire split the swarm of insects, and wherever the flames went, all the insects were ignited and burned, and the unclean fungi in the air turned into sparks and fell to the ground.

The battle in the underground parking lot is not entertaining at all, there is no technical action that the audience loves, there is no eye-catching miracle performance, and there is no battle combination with a subtle conclusion. Some, there are only pure killings.

The anger of the living towards the dead, Guilliman stepped forward step by step, his steps were firm and unshakable, the flaming sword in his hand burned the flame in the heart of the Vengeful Son, his anger.

Angry for the sufferings suffered by his homeland, Macragge, and for everything he loved, every time he waved, the fire in the Thirteenth Son's heart burned even more vigorously, making it unstoppable.

"Tell your corrupt master that its rampage is long overdue."

Guilliman said, breaking through the wall of the swarm, and Nurgle backed away in terror, laughing and summoning more corrupted worms, which swept in a black tide.

"Suffering, human beings are never unfamiliar with this. We are born in suffering and walk between death. From birth to death, the people of the empire only know this."

"But that's not the truth, it's not the whole world."

The flaming sword spread out the swarm, and the tiny creatures screamed and died. The Son of Vengeance walked out of it with eyes blazing with anger. He swung his sword and hit the big demon's arm. His face receded, and now, only horror remained.

"Ten thousand years ago, you brought pain, bewitched my brother, poisoned our truth, and shattered everything we fought to build."

"After that, only suffering is left. Thousands of generations of people were born, grew up, and died in this war machine. As his fuel, they were burned to the ground. Blood is his lubricant, and suffering is its nourishment, which breeds all despair."

As Guilliman spoke, he stepped forward again and slashed down with his sword. The big demon raised his arm to block in front of him. Its swarm of insects quickly gathered in front of him and stabbed at Guilliman. His eyes widened suddenly. , golden flames burst out from the corners of his eyes, it was anger, the anger in the Primarch's heart.

"You have destroyed everything about us and burned the truth, leaving only ignorance, ignorance, and greed. Do you think this can defeat us? No! This is not enough!"

The flaming sword whizzed upwards, smashing the swarm of insects in an instant, and the flames were burning in front of the big demon, who backed away with a yell, Guilliman stepped forward and cut off his arm with a sword, and the corrupted arm fell on the ground. On the ground, a pale air mass spewed out.

"I will rebuild the past, I will bring knowledge, I will bring reason, I will, bring everything we once believed in, the road will be opened again, and you will be defeated."

Guilliman kicked the big devil's belly on the ground, he fixed the big devil tightly, and then cut open its stomach with a sword, the big devil screamed, and the unhatched eggs burst like a bank Usually flowing out of his stomach, it screamed and twisted its head, but it was grabbed and lifted to make it look at the person in front of it.

The golden eyes were burning with the anger of thousands of people. Those eyes were not only Guilliman's own, but many people's. They were from the Great Crusade, from the long night, from the eyes of all the desperate people in the empire for thousands of years The rage that ignited.

"The flame of hope may have been extinguished once, and the long night swallowed everything, but now, I will rekindle it, you! You, what is in the dark should stay in the dark!"

Guilliman raised his sword and pointed it at the forehead of Nurgle Demon. The Son of Vengeance raised his head and roared, "We have never experienced peace. We don't know the years of abundance and tranquility, but it will belong to our next generation. , the descendants of human beings."

The flame sword was stabbed down violently, the big demon stepped back, his abdomen was stepped on and torn, Guilliman's sword missed, he raised his head, thinking that the demon would take the opportunity to attack, or To escape, after all it is not Khorne's subordinate.

But the Nurgle demon did not turn into a swarm of insects and escape. It rushed towards the stele hysterically, and its only hand gathered the magic blade of the swarm to slash at the stele, intending to destroy it completely.

"Whatever you try to hide, whatever your deceit, however deep the darkness you bring, it will be dispelled by the flame, the flame of Imperial truth."

The flaming sword came whistling and stabbed the Nurgle demon from behind. It didn't touch the stele and fell to the ground. It turned around and saw that Guilliman had already come behind him. It stomps on the ground.

"Ignorance will be replaced by reason, and the long night will be awakened by the dawn. Human beings will embrace the future that should belong to them. Roll with the night, devil, and go back to your dirty master and tell it that they have lost. "

After Guilliman finished speaking, he pierced the face of Nurgle Demon with his sword, and it screamed ferociously. The entire face was pierced by the firelight from below, and the brilliant golden light pierced through countless holes in its body. The crowd screamed with him.

The flames engulfed everything around them, and broke through the basement again. The wind of the fire blew into the sky to disperse the black storm. All the worms in the hall screamed and fled to the surroundings. Bell watched them scatter and burrowed into all the gaps. Disappeared in between.

"Damn it."

Lancelot raised his head and looked at the flames outside the dome. It blew away the storm and washed away the thick creeper on the dome. The flames turned into a firestorm in the air and spun towards the sky. The thick poisonous mist Dispelled in the blink of an eye, sunlight poured down from the sky, shining on the surrounding land.

"He succeeded."

Vito stood in front of the church door with his hands on his hips and looked at the storm in the distance. The black clouds of the swarm gradually dissipated in the sky. He scratched his chin and smiled bitterly, "Damn it, I should have put that Move the sword along."