Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

Chapter 252 04.0251: ‘The Apostle of the Laughing God Xigaoqi’

“Horatio, are you hurt?” Louise stepped forward, pinched and touched him worriedly, and asked.

“It’s okay, they can’t hurt me yet.” He did not stop Louise’s move, and turned to look at the indoor alley where Anna Fei was hiding:

“But please wait for a moment now, I have to go see how the female lead is doing.”

“Well, go ahead, leave this to me. I guess the bailiffs will be here soon.”

“Okay.” Horatio nodded, believing that there would be no worries here with her.

After that, he strode towards the hidden place with a sword in hand.

As soon as he opened the fire door, he saw the beautiful actress.

He looked around, the environment was simple and closed, airtight, with few people and no windows. In a sense, it was really a good place for a private ‘tryst’.

"Nice to meet you, Ms. Anna Fei. The enemies outside have been eliminated. It's safe now. The marshals will be here soon.

I am your loyal fan, Horatio, an officer of the Imperial Navy. I have admired you for a long time. After this performance, I wanted to collect a signed poster from you, but I didn't expect to encounter such a thing."

Because he couldn't confirm the other party's identity, Horatio still treated her as a famous human actress.

"So, sir, where is your poster?" The actress blinked her eyes and hit the point directly, revealing the flaw in Horatio's words with an innocent and harmless face.

"Uh... It was torn during the fight, which is a pity. Speaking of which, this drama is somewhat related to my profession. I am very interested in your new creative ideas for this naval love theme. Where did you get the inspiration from?"

"Dream."

"Dream?"

"Yes, sir." As if the crisis was resolved, the actress seemed to be a little relaxed. She took off her golden wig, and her long red hair like a waterfall tilted down.

She turned around and looked directly into Horatio's eyes with a pair of sparkling eyes.

Suddenly, everything around him changed.

Fire doors, bathrooms, dryers, even the soundproof walls with wallpaper, and the floor covered with soft carpets under his feet, all disappeared.

He floated in the air, as if he had become a giant in the universe, and could experience this void more deeply than on the ship.

The stars were shining all around, and all kinds of bizarre cosmic wonders, planets, and nebulae flashed before his eyes.

However, part of the beautiful void was permeated by the strange power seeping out of the subspace in the distance, shining with deep purple, dark blue, scarlet, and emerald green auroras, which looked extremely magnificent beyond human rational cognition.

"Dream, like a dream and also like an illusion."

Just as he was looking at the surrounding scenery in a daze, immersed in the strange magnificence of the galaxy.

A woman appeared beside him.

She was quite tall, estimated to be two meters tall, and her gestures showed inhuman smoothness and elegance, which was both fascinating and terrifying at first glance.

The well-proportioned figure was wrapped tightly, wearing a set of obscure colorful clothes, and two natural and beautiful things like deer antlers stretched out from her back.

Horatio tried his best to distinguish, and could barely see the diamond-shaped color blocks on the colorful clothes that flickered like streamers. But if he forced himself to look further, there was only a dazzling luminous vortex in front of him, and even the figure was gone, so he had to close his eyes to relax.

"Don't look for too long, force yourself to distinguish the truth, and you will end up confused."

The ethereal female voice sounded in his mind with a strange rhythm. When Horatio opened his eyes again, he no longer forced himself to see the other person's colorful clothes clearly, and it really felt much better.

In addition to the colorful clothes, she also wore a flowing and agile ribbon, which went down from her shoulders and wrapped around her arms. There was an emerald gem on her waist, which was green and fresh, like the first green in the spring forest.

She had a colorful hood on her head and held a cane with a weird smiley mask on the top in one hand.

That smiling face seemed to be neither smiling nor crying, and seemed to be angry and happy, and extremely sad and happy. It was ambiguous, which made people's seven emotions and six desires mixed up in their hearts, and their moods fluctuated.

She wore a black mask with an invisible face, which was like a layer of oil film under the shining starlight, reflecting the brilliant and magnificent Milky Way.

This was like a hint that her face in the performance was not her true appearance. As long as she wanted, she could appear in front of the world in any appearance, and the world would never see her true face, but only what they wanted to see and what she wanted the world to see.

Horatio stared at this woman, no, female alien. Although he vaguely guessed the reason why she brought him to this place, it was really surprising that she showed her true form in front of him.

And looking at her appearance, she should be a shadow prophet in the clown troupe.

She raised her cane, and the top of the cane shone with a dazzling light.

Horatio didn't know what she was going to do, and frowned. The Holy Blood Chainsword instantly took shape and pointed directly at the Shadow Prophet's mask that covered everything.

"Don't act rashly, and, to be brief, Eldar." He threatened seriously.

He knew that the Eldar prophets loved to tell riddles, but he was not a fan of riddles, and he didn't have time to play guessing games with them.

The other party turned a blind eye to this threat, just like she didn't think Horatio could really pose a threat.

She even walked straight forward, lowered her head slightly, and curiously looked at the tip of the chainsword, her fingertips brushing along the blade, getting closer and closer to him.

Horatio frowned, but faced with this situation, he did not act rashly and still held the Holy Blood Chainsword steadily.

If this shadow prophet wanted to take action, he would have done it long ago. There was no need to remind himself before that squeezing a mortal to death was as easy as squeezing an ant to death for such high-level psykers.

He didn't think he could really defeat a shadow prophet.

With just a few psychic tricks, she could easily completely control herself until she died.

When looking at the iron hand, she slowed down her gaze and looked at it very carefully. The strange mask on the top of the cane also began to change its expression, and its face was weird and unspeakable.

She continued to look at him, her eyes following Horatio's iron hand, looking at his body, and finally slowly straightened up until it was level with his face. Horatio looked at the pure black mask that slowly rose up in front of him and could only His own watchful and serious face was seen reflected in it.

At first glance, two identical faces face each other, with a somewhat absurd and weird smile.

At this time, she was very close to him, almost chest to chest. If she didn't wear a mask, each other's breath would even blow into each other's face. This nonsensical idea suddenly popped up in his mind.

Although Horatio could not see her face, he could detect a gaze on the other side of the mask studying his eyes.

"Dreams reveal prophecies, and prophecies reveal the future." The ethereal voice echoed from all around and reflected directly in his mind.

I thought that the other person would laugh at me as a ‘monkeigh’ in the first sentence.

Monkeigh is a cruel and murderous mammal creature that was once extinct by the Eldar. Since then, this word has become the synonym for all the "lower races" in the galaxy that the Eldar regard.

However, this time the other party unexpectedly went straight to the point, which really surprised him.

Maybe this is the difference between the Harlequins who often appear in the human world and the Ark Eldar.

Although the words still smell like a riddle, at least they don't start with a lot of confusing and even confusing words like the Ark Eldar prophets did.

"So how do I break this future?"

"order."

The Shadow Prophet turned around, and Qianying slowly moved away. At the same time, her voice, which was so ethereal that it didn't look like a living thing, continued: "The puzzle is already in your hands. But only in the correct order can the corresponding future be deciphered."

Horatio considered her words.

"That is to say, you have told me the direction. What I have to do now is to rearrange the order of the so-called 'puzzle'."

"The sun and the moon alternate, the stars shine, and only by reversing can we know the correct solution." Her figure became farther and farther away.

"Also, why did I come to this world! Who did this? What happened to this iron hand?"

He had an intuition that the other party knew more about him than he imagined, so he couldn't help but try to catch up and ask his biggest doubts.

"The correct sequence can decipher the corresponding future."

She repeated it again.

Horatio watched her figure gradually disappear into the darkness dotted with stars, as if to tell him that the correct sequence must not be broken before the time came.

"What shall I call you? Prophet." Horatio finally shouted to the shadow prophet who was helping him.

The names of the Eldar in general, and the Harlequin in particular, also have hidden mysteries, which may be clues to her true identity.

Although he didn't expect the other party to really answer him, he decided to give it a try.

"Fhirinne..."

The ethereal voice gradually disappeared, leaving only the voice faintly echoing in this vast and bright galaxy.

[Phryne? ]

"Horatio, Horatio?"

Horatio felt his body shaking, and there were calls in his ears.

Suddenly, he took a sharp breath, and the scenery in front of him gradually returned from the Milky Way to the original closed chamber.

He turned to look at the waker, Louise was looking at his face with concern.

"What happened to me just now? Where is Ms. Anna Fei?" He grabbed her arms and asked eagerly.

"You just stand like this, motionless. Ms. Anna Fei has already left. She said that because of this attack, she planned to take the troupe to leave Abyss Port early.

Oh, and by the way, she also left you an autographed poster of hers. "

Louise handed Horatio the poster on one side.

This poster is a beautiful still from "Indigo Elegy", with Anna Consort's elegant autograph signed in the lower left corner.

On the back, a cool and elegant note was written in Gothic, saying, 'Only in the correct order can the corresponding future be deciphered. ’

[That was the legendary... spiritual illusion just now? ]

He heard that the most powerful ability of the Shadow Prophets is to use illusions to confuse people's hearts. They can not only make the enemy's senses disordered and insane through illusions, but they can also use illusions to bring extremely powerful BUFF gains to their teammates.

Horatio was about to apply to his superiors to block the port and stop her.

But then I thought about it, this actually didn't make any sense for an elusive shadow prophet.

He looked at the line of words on the back of the poster, which seemed to imply that when the time came, she would naturally appear by his side.

"Oh, Mr. Cochran, it's great that you are not injured!" At this time, the general manager came with a group of armed guards: "It's a blessing to have you here tonight, otherwise our popular superstar would be in danger facing these bad guys. Alas, it's a pity that this accident left her with unpleasant memories. I don't know if our theater can invite her again next time."

Thinking of this, the general manager couldn't help but hang his head in frustration.

"Then I hope you can make more efforts to restore the negative impact."

"Of course, all the frightened guests tonight will receive sincere compensation from our theater.

In order to thank you for your feat tonight, we plan to name the viewing platform where you stayed after you! If you come again in the future, the Horatio viewing platform will be ready for you at any time. You can choose any consumption here! We will give you free!"

"Thank you, but we have something to do now, so we'll leave first."

"Okay, you're busy!"

The general manager respectfully made way for him.

When he walked to the theater, he ran into Arbitrator Javert, who was blocking the theater with a car of arbitrators.

"Your Excellency the Arbitrator." Horatio greeted him.

"I heard that you thwarted the killer's kidnapping attempt. Thank you for your hard work. The police force of the Ministry of Justice is increasingly inadequate compared to the needs of the recent situation. The enemy is "setting fires" everywhere under our noses. Even if we try our best, our current dispatch speed is already the fastest."

"These killers belong to the undead faction of the Death Worship Cult. If you want to attack their sect directly, it may be more effective to start from the root instead of running around."

"That being said, these heretics are extremely secretive and it is difficult for us to find their whereabouts."

"Don't worry, Arbitrator." Hadinis came over.

"Who is this?" Javert looked at Horatio, and then looked at the woman with a gloomy temperament.

"I am the new president of the Corpse Guild."

Javert couldn't help but bow to the lady when he heard the title.

"I have been tracking these heretics for a long time, but I lack the armed forces to eradicate them. Since you and I have the same goal, I think we can reach a cooperation that is beneficial to both of us, so as to completely eliminate the worries brought by this threat and eradicate a cancer for Abyss Port."

"As long as you can give us their hiding place, I promise you, ma'am. Our bailiffs can make their brains explode."

"That would be the best, Mr. Bailiff, I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation."

Then Hadinis looked at Horatio: "You can start the net-closing plan planned by the Navy and the Inquisition, Mr. Cochrane."