Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

Chapter 201 03.0200: ‘The sword of judgment is falling’

"At least that's what my master Greg Eisenhorn wrote in his private diary. I suggest that your local pharmaceutical guild get started as soon as possible. I have the formula."

"Until the dust of this investigation is settled, I do not recommend that the pharmaceutical industry produce such drugs to avoid further trouble. I happen to have a trustworthy pharmaceutical factory on hand.

But the question is, where to get so many psyker ashes? "

"There happens to be a large number of living psykers on my black ship. A 'Tyrant Moon' just broke out in the Calixis sector, and that evil energy activated the concealment and hiding nature of many illegal psykers.

Originally they wanted to send them to Terra, but now it seems that they need to dedicate themselves to the Empire in advance. "The judge said with a smile.

In his words, consuming human lives is as natural as a price tag, or in other words, consumables.

"'Life is the currency of the God-Emperor, treat it well.', and now, as the agent of the God-Emperor, I have decided that it is time to 'allocate money' for the stability of this planet."

"No problem, Judge Ravenor. When I get the formula, I will arrange production immediately." Horatio responded.

"I think you may need help from the technical priests of the Adeptus Mechanicus for some of these processes."

"The technology of harmlessly deactivating and crushing carbon-based biological organisms using high-voltage alternating current is very mature and is not a difficult problem. I sincerely invite you, a psychic, to be the first person to experience this production line. User, an unknown Mr. Inquisitor.”

Father Ratty had an expressionless face, with eyes that seemed to be looking at some kind of waste that needed to be destroyed immediately, but the female voice coming out of the sound machine was pleasant and full of enthusiasm. Horatio had heard those words when he accompanied Farida shopping. This is the tone of the high-end sales girl at the luxury goods counter.

When he mentioned the last pronoun, his voice was particularly warm and cheerful.

"Hahahaha." The judge laughed and put his arm on Horatio's shoulders:

"It seems that you want to please this lady. I am only responsible for providing you with formulas and psykers. You can handle the rest by yourself, Mr. Horatio."

"..."

After hearing the inquisitor hand over the bargaining chip to Horatio, a warm smile instantly appeared on her cold face.

"Father Ratty, this technical cooperation... uh..."

Horatio sighed with a wry smile.

"Ah! Mr. Horatio, if it were you, that would be easy.

Let’s do this, let’s pay for it first, and then we’ll talk about the service fee for technical interaction when I get some time~”

For reasons that Horatio could not understand for the time being, Father Ratty seemed to be in a good mood and expressed his intention to see off the guests, and then returned to his workbench to continue the interrupted work.

The scarlet robe was deliberately cut by her, which perfectly highlighted her beautiful figure that was a mixture of man-made and natural things, and outlined graceful lines as she walked.

Compared to Thei, Lati has a rich, full-bodied flavor unique to a mature woman in her thirties.

After Farida's experience of 'returning a favor', he instinctively and subconsciously connected with something indescribable.

Horatio, who came back to his senses, felt a little embarrassed, but fortunately the judge was inviting him to go out together.

Of course, this is just a knee-jerk reaction.

Because the other party is not an ordinary person.

That was a technical priest, a man who served the God of All Machines.

The conditions and prices she will offer will only be different from ordinary people, so you must deal with them carefully.

"Please excuse me." He sighed and said goodbye to the priestess with a wry smile.

The matter of using the ashes of living people to make medicine was so easily negotiated with the technical priests. He should be thankful that the Imperial Navy had countermeasures, but Horatio was not happy at all.

He walked expressionlessly, as if he was thinking about something, but no one could guess what he was thinking.

The Inquisitor put his arm around Horatio's back and walked out of the laboratory with him.

"Don't let unnecessary emotions torture your heart, young man."

The smile on the judge's face that showed Father Ratty's socializing disappeared after he stepped out of the gate, and was replaced by a mature and steady look that made people feel sincere about the vicissitudes of life:

"When I was your age, I used to be very sentimental. But when the tragic truth of the entire universe hit me inexplicably, the cruel and ruthless dilemmas forced me to remain tenacious and calm in order to survive."

Horatio glanced at the inquisitor, still expressionless.

“Some people say that I am heartless, cold-blooded or even cruel, but I am anything but that.

Even though I am a psyker, I still have the same range of emotions as a normal person.

The only difference is that I have control over my emotions - a quality considered supreme by the Inquisition's mentors and the source of the power of will.

Throughout my career, in the face of unspeakable horrors both inside and outside the curtain, it was this quality that kept me resilient and resolute, allowing me to face everything calmly and fulfill my responsibilities.

Indulging myself in any pain, fear, or sadness is a luxury I cannot afford.

Because, I have to weigh the life and death of hundreds of billions of people.

So I can let thousands of psychics die for their due value for this planet where hundreds of billions of people live. "

Horatio listened quietly, then raised his eyebrows with a smile.

This indifferent attitude of acceptance surprised the judge.

"Mr. Inquisitor, I understand your point.

Because I know.

One day, I will command the fleet to spread the wrath of extermination to one planet after another.

But I know that those I killed were for a better tomorrow for mankind."

Horatio's mature answer beyond his age surprised the middle-aged man with countless blood on his hands, followed by joy and praise.

"It seems that we will get along well.

I was worried because there are many idealists in the Imperial Navy.

But you, Mr. Horatio Cochrane, are definitely not ordinary people.

You are not only gifted, but your thinking and rationality have surpassed most of the humans I have seen."

"It's just because I understand that we all have people and things to protect at all costs, as well as the future of mankind.

Before defeating the enemy, I have no time to be sentimental, let alone die."

The man took a deep breath and exhaled with relief.

"Then let's go together and cut out those bugs hiding in the dark corners with knives, no matter how deep they hide."

"Death to Heretic." Horatio strode forward with cold eyes.

——

In the dark and cold lower nest, a slender and petite figure wearing a black cloak and robe shuttled through the disordered gray-black metal jungle.

In the small corner illuminated by the few dim lights, the half-cat took out the secret letter sent to her by the boss from her arms.

There were several strings of coordinates on it, marking several suspicious places that she needed to investigate on the spot, and the physical characteristics of several key observation personnel that she needed to pay attention to.

Creak——

When there was a slight sound from the side, the ears on the top of the half-cat girl's head moved alertly, and then quickly put away the brown paper and disappeared into the darkness, leaving no trace.

——

"I have already listed a breakthrough investigation plan, based on the information in the suspect record compiled by Lieutenant General Hood, and connected in logical order and relevance."

Horatio spread an unfinished handwritten manuscript on the desk, and then poked his finger on the first node.

"Our first entry point starts with the cannibalistic Howling Tooth Gang. They are a key intelligence point that has emerged at present. They were chosen not only because they caused yesterday's attack, but also because they belong to the type that has just been exposed from lurking.

If we don't get out of the intelligence in time before they are killed by some force behind them, we will lose an opportunity to dig out deeper clues.

I have reason to suspect that they may have something to do with the Corpse Guild. And according to my informant's feedback, the bald head priest is in close contact with these cultists."

"What you said makes sense. We have to act before other forces deal with them.

The Corpse Guild is extremely powerful on this hive planet, with bizarre behavior, internal unity and closed structure, making it difficult to start. All the spies I sent over have lost contact. It is very easy for them to destroy the corpses and cover up the traces. They just need to make "corpse starch".

If we miss this time, we may not have this opportunity next time. "

"Two parts will be launched at the same time. On the one hand, we will go deep into the lower nest, and at the same time, my agents will start to collect intelligence on their own. Multiple lines will be launched at the same time. Wherever there is a breakthrough, we will go there immediately. "

"Great. I have already seen the Tiannu Church. There are not many clues there. Once the target is located, go to the lower nest. "

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