Warhammer: Start with a dog

Chapter 341 The KPI champion of 999.M41 is!

"Blasphemy!!" Again, with feverish rage reignited by what he had confirmed, Caleb turned to tell Geratos what he had discovered, and to ask the priest, who was supposed to have settled the battle, to join him—

The ruby ​​eyepieces under the black helmet with the cathedral cross flashed rapidly.

The ending scene of another battle presented to Caleb was exactly what he imagined. The wizard was beheaded or shot by Geratos in the name of the divine wrath of the God-Emperor, and then the unclean remnants were burned in public...

totally different.

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When the former imperial regent left the trembling agent behind and walked out of the inner room, he just glanced at it and took in all the scenes.

The Black Templars Chapter has no Emperor's Champion.

Oh, Magna, little Magna, they are indeed busy with various affairs and have taught Magna too well and too little social experience. After all, there is no "mortal social university" for new students on the Iron-Blooded. The master control machine soul learns, and Lamizane...

But what can be done? The old man shook his head and sighed, completely ignoring the priest's scepter that Geratos hit on his head (again) and the witch-hunting bombs that were aimed at his vital points in a fan shape - these precious bullets were dropped by the Black Templar. Made of metal fragments from the swords of our battle brothers, and prayed and blessed by the most devout Ecclesiarchs, each Witch Hunting Bomb possesses an incredible and fatal blessing: they can hit the wizard's heart accurately and directly. .

Usually, this is the case, without exception——

Then these precious, powerful, and pure consecrated weapons all dropped their warheads under the roar of the priest and the incredible eyes of the launcher.

It's like paying tribute or surrender - no, no, these sacred weapons were forced to surrender by this heretic wizard who should be damned to be burned in the stars!

Such a powerful force of blasphemy! !

Those who can purify it will be saved and blessed by the God Emperor!

No matter the difficulties or obstacles, Black Templar accepts all challenges! Never back down!

Every Black Templar warrior who was ready to abandon the wizard ignited an unprecedented fighting spirit, just as they rushed forward.

The old man in the robe nodded.

"Very good, it seems that this is the solution delivered to your door. On behalf of myself, I would like to thank you for your efforts."

He raised an old, skinny palm, ignoring the priest's scepter that almost touched his hood.

Then the eyes of all creatures observing this unexpected event in the light or darkness, or by any direct or indirect means, received a precise psychic impact.

They all fainted, and a Beastman intelligence dealer fell from the high ceiling and turned into a puddle of fur, fabric, mechanical implants, and flesh. The people in the central fortress and various control rooms at the bottom of the fortress also found out in annoyance. All sensors in this area are disabled.

Malcador tightened his fingers and turned his hands into fists.

The four believers were imprisoned in place by invisible forces, maintaining their charging or shooting movements, while Geratos was lifted up in a lifelike posture as he jumped up and smashed down.

Only their flashing eyepieces and the bulging muscles under their power armor meant that they had not actually lost consciousness.

The old man's eyes turned to Lord Kaleb, who was looking here.

After meeting and crossing the latter's line of sight, he looked at Magna and waved to him.

"Come here, kid."

Caleb and Geratos simultaneously made hateful accusations against the unclean wizard, but Caleb found that he was also imprisoned by the other party's witchcraft.

But this is impossible, especially for Geratos. The rosary and reliquary on his waist are still intact, and Caleb's own holy relics and pure scriptures are still giving him God through his power armor. The emperor's blessing.

The former regent clapped his hands, a faint clap echoing softly in the now deserted corridor.

"Okay, everyone, we can finally stand together quietly, and let's take a look at what happened? I don't think my companions will deliberately provoke this unnecessary battle in the first place."

"Shut up! You heretic who deserves to be abandoned! A wizard who colludes with the devil!" Geratos's curse made Malcador shake his head, and Magna gestured anxiously towards the old man a few times, and at the same time, he In the built-in channel, a dense vocabulary began to describe the whole story.

At this time, Caleb realized that this alien, which had never made a sound from beginning to end, might indeed not be able to speak. Was it because he was a servant who had his vocal organs removed?

The ruby ​​eyepiece of the Black Temple showed the face of this wizard under the hood. It was very... ordinary, without any known symptoms of pollution or the common mutations and distortions of those who colluded with demons.

"I see. It seems that things are not always going to be smooth sailing, that's fine." He turned to Caleb, his sharp eyes seeming to be able to see his face clearly through the Crusader's black helmet.

"First of all, I think there is still a necessary procedure to explain that we are members of the honest and law-abiding Rogue Trader dynasty that fully complies with all the regulations of the empire." The hateful wizard nodded at Caleb and Geratos at the same time. .

"The Rogue Trader Dynasty is incompatible with the series of adjectives you used before, heresy." The castle master's already quite calm voice came out from behind his loudspeaker grille, while still trying to use fanatical prayers, confessions and oaths The contrast is stark with the priest who frees himself from confinement.

"Really?" The old man touched his thin clerical robe, which seemed to be unable to hide anything. Perhaps he was about to start releasing his blasphemous items as a prelude to the corruption ritual——

A roll of parchment with an unusually beautiful binding. The moment he saw it, Caleb felt a kind of emotion in his heart that could only be seen when looking at the most sacred relics of the Chapter or undergoing the most rigorous penance. I was filled with that strange, sacred, transcendent feeling that I only had in the last days.

"What was that?" The priest's curses stopped, and the voice coming out of the sermon loudspeaker was unsteady, and Caleb realized that Geratos might be shaking. "God-Emperor and Dorne! What is that?!"

"Our Rogue Trader License." The old man calmly unfolded the legal document signed in the ancient High Gothic language in front of them. When he saw the sacred and noble signature at the end and a drop of blood on it, the Black Saint The church members prayed with indescribable fervor.

Malcador frowned.

"I think the fact that it appears so calmly in my hands is proof of our loyalty. As you can see, it was signed by the man on the throne of Terra himself." As he put it away again, the black The attitude of the Holy Church has softened a little bit.

"But it could also be a fake, and this is an illusion given to all of us by you, a devil-collaborator."

"Oh? You claim to be the most pious and pure warriors. Could it be that what you just felt can deceive your own hearts? Sons of Dorne."

Magna excitedly began to walk around the Black Templars, reaching out to touch them - earning more curses and curses from them.

"I have a question." Caleb stared closely at this mysterious wizard under the Rogue Trader. "What does your alien slave have to do with the Imperial Fists?"

The old man raised an eyebrow and was about to reply with some clever words.

Magna Dorn on the side suddenly shook her head as if enlightened, and ran to them enthusiastically.

"Hell... Magna! Wait...! No..."

The moment the illusionary camouflage is lifted.

The Black Templars let out horrifying howls as if they were witnessing the death of a god.

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The other side of the curtain.

The indescribable outer wall of the Crystal Maze began to multiply exponentially toward where the other three existed.