Chapter 709 2 Imperial Guards and Inquisitor

Chapter 709 2. Imperial Guards and Inquisitors

The Tear of Defiance has a total of four hangars, three of which are full of carrier-based aircraft, and the remaining one is used for other purposes.

This single empty hangar has been specially designed. The cables and energy transmission pipelines that were originally seen everywhere have been carefully covered up, and the floor has been replaced with pure white stone bricks.

The flags of the Imperial Navy and portraits of outstanding naval heroes are hung all over the walls, and even the lights have been deliberately adjusted to make them soft and warm colors.

But Kius Solani didn't care about this. He was busy with another thing. Through a porthole on the right side of the hangar, he calmly observed the warship that was still anchored in the asteroid belt.

After establishing communication, the other party did not communicate conveniently and quickly such as voice or holographic projection, but only transmitted a message. This message forced the Tear of Defiance to continue to move forward without any defense for a while after lowering the void shield, until the distance between the two ships was close enough, and then the ship stopped.

At this time, the details of the warship named Judge can be observed with the naked eye. Kius was busy with this matter at the moment, and he found some interesting things.

First, the model of this warship is unknown. Kius found that he could not recognize its specific model.

Second, its firepower is probably too strong. Just take the right side of the ship facing the Tears of Resistance as an example. Kius saw ten live ammunition macro cannons, two light spear arrays and six standard torpedo tubes.

In addition, this warship actually has a nova cannon installed in the bow part - the corporal can't help but ask, put such powerful firepower on a warship that is not much larger than a cruiser. What tactical purpose does its designer have in mind?

He stared at the symbol of the Inquisition and the imperial skull mark on the hull of the "Judge", and the eyes behind the helmet became more serious.

For some reason, he felt a slight chill.

The physical fitness of the Astartes is enough to allow them to withstand the worst environment in the galaxy, and the fourth hangar of the Tear of Defiance is even equipped with a very advanced constant temperature control device. Moreover, he is wearing power armor.

No matter from which angle, he should not have such a strange feeling at this time.

Kius pondered for a few seconds and planned to ignore this matter for the time being. After all, the shuttle sent by the Inquisitor was about to arrive outside the hangar.

However, when he saw Bastarar and Ramitz making a serious tactical gesture to him with their right hands at the same time, he knew that something was wrong.

Without hesitation, the corporal immediately turned around and walked straight through the red carpet, the military band and the naval guard of honor, and found Gian Otar who was tidying up his appearance behind the crowd.

The captain was a little confused about his arrival, because the corporal's steps were very anxious, which was completely opposite to the calmness he had always shown.

A trace of suspicion slowly emerged on the soldier's face, causing him to subconsciously ask: "Did something happen, corporal?"

The Emperor's Son was silent for half a second, and replied: "Yes, Captain, but I don't know how to explain it to you."

"Why?" The captain's suspicion became more and more obvious.

"I can't explain it, but just now, my brothers and I felt that something was not right."

His words were interrupted by a sudden prompt sound, the ground and walls began to tremble, and a violent buzzing sound quietly rose from the outermost layer of the hangar. The cold rushed in from behind the safety valve, forcing the originally suitable temperature to disappear.

It only took a moment for the hangar to become extremely cold in the uninterrupted flashing yellow light and the harsh prompt sound. The bodies of the military musicians and the guard of honor who were only wearing ordinary clothes began to tremble, and white mist also surged between their mouths and noses.

The door of the hangar began to rumble, steel rubbed, and the rotation of gears and hinges came from the wall. Kius heard everything so clearly, including the sound of the shuttle's engine that had not yet been turned off - for some reason, the chill hit him again.

Moreover, this time the impact was more severe, and he even had visual and auditory hallucinations.

Through the wall, he saw gears stuck with broken bones and rotten flesh and hinges stained with blood, and countless swollen corpses were tied to the ends of the hinges.

Their eyes shone deep in the steel body of the Tears of Resistance, and turbid blood dripped under their bodies, becoming fuel for the machinery.

The roaring engine or motor greedily licked this bloody food, and the surface of the steel actually produced burning bubbles, and from time to time it suddenly exploded, splashing out one sticky eye after another.

The corporal took a few steps back with a sullen face, and his left hand had unconsciously pressed on the long sword at his waist - at this moment, a huge force suddenly attacked his left forearm from behind, and the force was so great that he almost drew the sword out of the sheath uncontrollably.

Kius turned his head subconsciously and saw a twisted and deformed dead face, bleeding from all seven orifices, grinning at him.

"Draw your sword," the dead man whispered. "Many grievances need to be washed away."

"Who are you?!" the Emperor's son shouted, silently reciting the Emperor's prayer.

Perhaps the Emperor was really watching here, or perhaps that thing decided to make him look bad, all these visions suddenly disappeared before the words fell.

The military music that had already sounded suddenly choked, and the guards of honor cast confused eyes at him at a loss, and Gian Otar looked at him with more shock than fear.

And there was no one behind him.

Damn it. Gius swallowed the curse and almost broke his teeth.

When things have developed to this point, he is 100% sure that there must be something evil in the subspace at work behind it - however, this conclusion sounds a bit unbelievable. What kind of powerful evil thing can act wantonly under the eyes of the Inquisition?

Still say.

No, not possible. The corporal immediately refuted his thoughts in his mind.

At the same time, the main door of the hangar finally opened completely, and the Skyhawk shuttle cast two pale beams of cold light. And in this light, a tall figure was standing on the spot, staring coldly at everything in the hangar.

With just one glance, Gius' thoughts were stagnated.

The figure began to move, with red tassels floating above its head. The pair of scarlet eyes on the eagle-winged mask were extremely majestic. Its golden armor was gorgeous and simple, and its blood-red cloak billowed behind it like a blazing flame.

People stared at him dumbfounded, and the first person to kneel appeared seconds later. He did not kneel down voluntarily, but because he was extremely shocked, but everyone after him knelt down voluntarily, as if waking up from a dream

Even Gian Otar, the well-trained captain, is like this. His face was completely pale to another level, and the dress he had changed into in a hurry suddenly didn't fit him, and he looked as if he was more than one size too small.

"Sir, sir——"

The golden-armored giant quickly raised his right hand, with the palm facing upward. The movement was not large, but extremely determined. His will was clearly reflected in it, but the captain didn't realize what the other party was conveying to him until a few seconds later.

He stood up with great reluctance, while the others stood up, so slowly that one wondered if there was a sudden problem with their knees.

"Are you the captain of the Tears of Defiance, the naval captain, Gian Otar?" the giant asked, his voice unchanged, sounding majestic and hoarse, with an indescribable momentum.

"Yes, yes, sir." The captain nodded repeatedly. "May I ask what you need?"

The giant didn't answer, but turned slightly sideways.

He didn't know what happened, but suddenly there was someone beside him, which even made Gius move in shock. However, he only shook his head slightly, and the forbidden soldier immediately looked at him. Extremely cold.

From the looks of it, this man has not been modified in any way. He is tall and thin, wearing a judge's uniform. His face is pale, even far better than those nobles who like to apply lead powder, and his eyes under the wide-brimmed hat are dark.

"It's not about demand." The man spoke slowly. "Just need a conference room, Captain Otar."

The captain stared at him blankly, as if he had lost the ability to think - until Gius coughed lightly, he let out a loud scream.

"Don't panic," the man said. "This matter actually has little to do with you."

He turned his head slightly and looked at the Emperor's Son with deep eyes.

——

".Anyway, that's what happened."

Standing directly under the tactical projector in the conference room, the inquisitor slowly stood up straight and put his hands behind his back.

A document was flickering in the blue projection that lit up behind him. The content was completely inconsistent with the Ministry of Military Affairs' usual lengthy official document style. The document read clearly and concisely, and was unusually short.

It requires the Emperor's Children to render assistance in any form to Grand Inquisitor Khalil Loharth, for any time and place. At the end are the seals of the Ministry of War, the Inquisition, the Regent Sanguinius, and the bearer of the seal, which are extremely bright red.

At this moment, the Grand Inquisitor mentioned in the document was standing in front of them.

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The young corporal couldn't help but feel a little dazed. The calmness he had always had briefly dissipated, leaving only a dizzy shock - what on earth could have caused Terra to sign such a powerful document?

‘Any form of help’, ‘any time limit’, ‘any location’.

Chemos above, this is a disguised message to every Emperor's Children who reads this document: you must obey his orders, and you must obey them no matter what they are.

Within the Third Legion, before this document was issued, the only person with such power was probably the Primarch Fulgrim.

Gius gritted his teeth again to regain his composure. Immediately afterwards, he stood up deliberately to attract the attention of the two team members sitting next to him, so that they could get rid of the violent impact and wake up from it.

He said: "Please forgive me and my brothers for our gaffe, sir. Also, please forgive me - if you came this time to kill traitors or foil Chaos' conspiracy, the three of us alone would probably be far away." Not nearly enough.”

The implication was clear: I needed to return to Chemos to inform my Legion and Primarch.

He thought very well, this was a very legitimate request, and the Grand Inquisitor had no reason not to agree to it.

The man smiled slightly, took off his wide-brimmed hat, and shook his head.

"No, you misunderstood, Corporal." He spoke slowly in a tone that was too gentle for an inquisitor. "It's peaceful around Chemos. There are no traitors or Chaos to kill here, and we just happened to encounter the Tears of Defiance."

"What about you...?"

"I just have to go to Chemos."

The Grand Inquisitor continued, his eyes suddenly becoming thoughtful. Then, he suddenly took a step, walked to the edge of the long table in the conference room, pulled out a chair very skillfully, and sat down.

Go to Chemos?

Kius clenched his hands on the table into fists, and countless thoughts that should belong to the dark flashed through his mind in an instant.

Did a noble from Chemos do something he shouldn't do? Or did the Inquisition follow the clues and find out some conspiracy? Could it be a rebellion? Demon invasion? Some people who shouldn't come in are hiding here?

Damn it!

The corporal's face flushed instantly, he pulled off his helmet, then raised his left hand, knocked on the eagle wings on his chest, and shouted hoarsely in his original voice: "In the name of the Emperor, please-"

"-Calm down, calm down, corporal." The Grand Inquisitor raised his hand and motioned him to sit down. "I don't mean anything else. Please believe me. I am different from my colleagues. There are not many metaphors in what I say, and I am used to being straightforward and calm, okay?"

Panting, Kius sat down straight, making the sturdy chair buzz.

"Also, corporal, has anyone ever told you that you actually look a lot like your Primarch?"

For a moment, the conference room suddenly fell into silence. Kius was stunned, almost unable to believe what he heard. He didn't understand why the Inquisitor suddenly talked about this matter that obviously shouldn't appear in the current conversation.

"Well" The Grand Inquisitor pondered for a few seconds. "Please forgive me, but I haven't seen your Primarch for a long time. I know what I said just now may be a bit abrupt. I'm sorry if I offended you."

Once again, the young corporal was shocked: Has this person seen my Primarch? No, that's not right. Judging from his tone, he has seen more than just once. Is he kidding? How dare he make such a joke?

His thoughts gradually fell into an unknown abyss, and the Inquisitor seemed to know nothing about it and continued.

"Ah, right!" As if to liven up the atmosphere, he suddenly raised his right hand and pointed to the ceiling. "If I remember correctly, you should all have been selected to join the Chapter by Chapter Master Sol Tarvitz, right? Can I ask him how he is doing?"

"You, you" Kius looked at him in surprise and shock, and for a moment he didn't know which question to answer first, or whether he should answer it. "I, this-"

The Inquisitor looked at him in confusion and blinked.