Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

Chapter 238 04.0237: ‘Beware of people with empty eyes’

“Not only do I know who you caught, I also know what you want to know.”

Hearing what the visitor said, Horatio winked, and Louise picked up a pen and paper from the table, and quietly activated the audio and video recording machine servant hidden in the room.

"An Avenger, interesting, please continue."

"My family has been devoted to the Corpse Guild for hundreds of years. By working diligently with corpses and performing their duties meticulously in the Hive City, they have won the recognition of many guild colleagues in the Guild Alliance and thus obtained their current status.

Until one day, a scum, an ungrateful villain who was deeply trusted and cultivated by the guild, betrayed us.

When he invited important members of our family to inspect the area he managed, he deliberately lured them into the vicious trap he carefully designed, and then brutally killed everyone and made them into corpse starch."

The weird woman became more and more angry as she spoke, her silver-black eyes staring straight into Horatio's eyes, Very scary:

"He usurped our family's position in the chaos and hunted down the remaining members of our family with all his strength. Then, nine years ago, the situation in Abyss Port changed drastically. He relied on political speculation to support the Guild Alliance to come to power and completely secured his seat.

Later, he suddenly became ill and went crazy. He had to pass the seat to his son and disappeared without a trace. People speculated whether this was a replica of his father's deeds by his son.

But everything was actually a trick to deceive people and a shameless lie. He actually became the Lord of Carnivores and slipped into the dark Undernest to develop his cult there."

At this point, she giggled morbidly, and the silver eyes and black pupils nested in each other in her eye sockets looked even more terrifying.

"Until that day, I poured a basin of mercury mixed with the ashes of psychics on his head, and then watched him being arrested by you."

"It turned out to be you." Horatio crossed his hands and observed every move of this terrifying woman.

He straightened his upper body and leaned back, leaning on the soft ergonomic office chair, and asked: "So, you chose to come here, what do you want to get?"

The woman raised her hand, and her slender five fingers grasped deftly, and a silver coin appeared in her empty hand, which she pinched and showed to Horatio.

Horatio looked at the strange and terrifying vulture man engraving on the silver coin and recognized it at a glance.

"You really want to know what this is, I can tell you, as for my conditions, you will know it soon."

The woman giggled, and the strange laughter echoed in the office, suddenly increasing the cold and terrifying atmosphere.

——

The judge, whose eyes were all white and overflowing with psychic light, couldn't stop shaking.

This was not only because the scarlet blessing of the Lord of Carnivores was also reflected in his mind, causing a mental shock to him, but also because he knew that he had caught the right person.

[A big fish. ] He couldn't help but snorted coldly.

The Lord of Carnivores in front of him was actually the former president of the Corpse Guild who had retired to the second line and disappeared decades ago.

At the beginning, the young man inherited the hereditary position of the family and became the head of a certain area of ​​the Corpse Guild.

While others were still harvesting and dismembering corpses mechanically and without art, he explored the ultimate secrets of flesh and skulls in countless dismemberments. Accompanying corpses day after day, he became more and more addicted to the taboo and crazy cannibalism, which eventually attracted the Blood God's insignificant glance.

Then, it was a sinful betrayal... ruthless murder... cruel destruction of corpses...

In the end, he ascended to the throne of the president of the Corpse Guild.

In the next piece of memory fragment, he looked like a madman with messy long hair and was excitedly talking to his son.

'The master ordered us to take revenge... tear up those betrayers, otherwise we will lose everything we have gained...'

And so on.

The Inquisitor roughly understood that the purpose of the large-scale ceremony prepared by the Lord of Meat that day was not only to cause chaos on the planet and create more killings to please the Blood God.

He also wanted to completely overturn the table with a certain force that betrayed him and his master and destroy it.

This was the condition that his master promised to upgrade him to the "Lord of the Eight-Direction Harvest".

The Crown of Killing that he had dreamed of would be awarded to him after completing this task.

Otherwise, He would make him lose everything.

Just as the Inquisitor was concentrating on looking down.

Suddenly, the picture in his memory flashed, and it turned into an old and hunchbacked vulture man.

It slowly turned the dry, old, creepy and rotten vulture face towards the Inquisitor, and nothing could be seen in the empty eye sockets.

At first, the Inquisitor thought it was a first-person perspective, and the vulture man was looking at the Lord of Carnivores in his memory.

Suddenly, the magic wand in the vulture man's hand fell to the ground, and an unstoppable blue-purple psychic power shot towards the Inquisitor like an arrow.

! ! !

Ravenno was startled, and the consciousness in the spiritual world hurriedly dodged the arrow.

Sensing something was wrong, he wanted to urgently interrupt the spiritual energy infusion, but he found that a thick barrier had been formed between him and his physical body, preventing his consciousness from returning.

Whoosh!

Another lightning bolt shot over, and he, who had already materialized, raised his hand to stimulate spiritual energy to try to block it.

With a bang, he was heavily knocked out and hit hard against an invisible wall.

His nervousness filled the air, and according to his common sense in the spiritual world, it manifested itself as beads of sweat dripping from his forehead, which disappeared as they dripped. He stood up quickly and touched the wall behind him with his hands.

When the spiritual touch with the intention of penetrating was on it, it only caused a ripple, and the powerful force hindered his intention to pass through.

[Beware of people with empty eyes. ] What the master said suddenly appeared in his mind.

This was one of the mysterious teachings that Inquisitor Eisenhorn passed on to his master, who also passed it on to him.

He dodged sideways to avoid another attack, but he didn't expect that a split psychic arrow would follow closely behind.

He was about to be hit if he couldn't dodge.

"Inquisitor! Inquisitor!"

Horatio, who came here to visit Ravennor, called him many times to no avail. When he realized something was wrong, he began to try to remind him physically and patted him on the shoulder.

"He should be able to hear me, right?" Seeing that he didn't respond and his eyes were still white, Horatio asked his three agents.

The woman with the shuriken gun frowned slightly worriedly and stepped forward to take a closer look.

"Lord Ravenor."

Suddenly, she saw red blood oozing from the Inquisitor's eyes.

"Your Majesty the God Emperor! He is bleeding! Start emergency procedures!" the woman shouted.

Thei's eyes lit up as she came with Horatio, and she immediately picked up the bucket filled with holy water and poured it over the inquisitor, soaking him all over.

The standing judge suddenly lost his strength and fell backwards, and the strong man held him up.

Immediately afterwards, his body began to continue to twitch.

"What's wrong with him?" Horatio didn't know why. Even though he was a time traveler, there were too many things in this world about monsters, ghosts, and snakes, and many things were completely beyond his knowledge.

"Mind-reading backfires. Mind-reading is not always smooth sailing. On the contrary, using psychic energy itself is an extremely dangerous thing, not to mention this kind of delicate operation that involves consciousness leaving the body. The stronger the opponent's psychic energy, The deeper one becomes tainted with the mysteries of the warp, the greater the risk," Thei said to Horatio.

"Slap him. The harder, the better, but don't beat the brains out."

Faced with the strange request to wake up, Horatio was stunned at first, but he immediately complied.

Snap! Snap! After two big ear scrapes, the judge's face quickly became red and swollen visibly to the naked eye.

"Cough cough cough! Cough cough cough!" After twitching for a while, the frozen judge suddenly began to cough violently.

In the eyes that turned upward into white eyes, the pupils returned to the center position.

He sat up suddenly, rolled his eyes, and nervously observed the surrounding environment, constantly squeezing his lungs and gasping for air.

"Your Majesty, the God Emperor, scared me to death. It was really thrilling."

He sat for a while and then sat up unsteadily.

Horatio felt the flesh-eater's pulse and shook his head: "He is dead."

"Damn it, there was a mind-reading backlash at the critical moment!" The wet judge stood up and looked at Horatio:

"I only know that his son, the current president of the Corpse Guild, is the key point for us to break through the enemy's tight defense, but later I was attacked by a strange vulture man with psychic energy.

But at this time, raiding and invading private residences, especially noble residences, is not a simple and easy task, and alerting the enemy will expose our actions. "

"On this issue." The woman with a gloomy aura floated in like a ghost.

The Inquisitor stared at her and recognized her figure.

This is the woman who poured a basin of mercury over the Lord of Carnivores.

"I think I can help you."

"So? Who are you? Why should I trust you?" the judge asked, staring at those strange eyes.

"Because the mansion he lives in was our family's former property."

The Inquisitor glanced at Horatio, expressing his suspicion and distrust of this unknown woman.

"Maybe I should run a 'loyalty test' on you first, since I don't have time to do a detailed regular background check on you."

Horatio looked at the woman. He knew what the 'loyalty test' the inquisitor was talking about. He even knew that his ancestor Speyer had discovered the signs of Abaddon's invasion at the beginning of the Gothic War, but was unable to do so because of his birth. In a world where a rebellion had occurred, he was personally given a 'loyalty test' by Inquisitor Horst just to be on the safe side.

That is, in a closed room, the test subject is bound to a steel seat, and then connected to the neural connector to receive thought indoctrination, and the interrogator induces the true inner thoughts of the interrogated person.

The whole process was as painful and torturous as being handcuffed into the Atonement Machine.

At this time, Horatio's communicator rang, and the number showed that it was dialed from the Fleet Security Command's dedicated line.

He pressed the connect button, and Lina's voice came from inside.

"Mr. Corcoran, there are three urgent messages you need to know immediately. I just went to your office and couldn't find you, so I had to use encrypted communication to contact you."