Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

Chapter 266 04.0265: ‘Horatio and the Mastermind’

The lively atmosphere on the ground in Abyss Port also affects the people in the underground world.

Like the underground in Vegas, it is also bustling with people.

Although it has been promised to some forces to maintain armed restraint during this period, the survival fee that has increased to 55% since yesterday has once again aroused people's resistance.

"Reduce the fee! Civilians want to survive!"

A young man in work clothes waved a banner and called on the crowd in the most densely populated neighborhood.

On such a major festival, the Empire usually takes stability as the top priority. If a demonstration breaks out, the planetary government will often compromise with them in order to ensure the normal development of the celebration and accept their request to reduce taxes.

Suddenly, bang! bang! bang!

There was a burst of dense gunfire at the scene, followed by screams and escapes from the crowd.

Under the Zhonghei, on the shoulder-to-shoulder streets, the neatly lined up nest police received instructions from the Guild Alliance Government and pulled the trigger at these citizen army members with red turbans on their heads.

The young man in work clothes holding the banner fell to the ground with his eyes wide open. The banner in his hand was first crushed by the panicked crowd, and then trampled into the mud by the combat boots of the Hive Police who rushed in with riot sticks.

Two armed members of the Citizen Army who were guarding their secret arsenal saw the Hive Police who were lined up.

"How did they find this place?" He poked his companion next to him, and the two pushed open the door and prepared to go in for cover.

The Hive Police with automatic guns knelt in a row and stood in two rows, pulling the trigger of the gun in their hands.

"Ah!" A man fell down after being shot in the leg, and was dragged in by his companions.

The Hive Police were not in a hurry to attack. They called a fire truck full of promethium, sprayed the thick and sticky promethium on the building, and then threw a fire to light it.

Soon, heart-wrenching screams came from inside the building.

Street at the junction of the upper and middle nests in Vegas.

"Where is Grantaire?" Yin Shuyao's cousin Enjolras asked the other companions.

"I didn't see him."

"Forget it, ignore him for now. The parade convoy is coming, everyone get ready, we must make the Guild Alliance feel the pressure, this survival fee will definitely let these civilians live?"

"Yes, although we said that we will not take the lead in using force, but resistance is necessary! Otherwise, these guys with luxurious clothes and delicious food will only boil frogs in warm water! Sooner or later, something big will happen on the planet."

These ambitious young people know very well that if they continue to push like this, when people who can't survive fall into chaos, then everything will be too late.

What they have to do is not only to speak for the people, but also to save the fate of this planet.

Therefore, they deliberately chose the road of the triumphal parade of Brigadier General Perroux, who was talked about by people and won a great victory on the day of Saint Gilles, and whose prestige was at its peak.

They hope to win the sympathy of this brigadier general who once again refused to be promoted to major general, pays attention to honor, and does not covet fame, and strive to reduce the tax rate of survival fees for people.

When five armored vehicles, which were polished to dazzling brightness, led the way, and when a phalanx of the Star Army and the Imperial Navy passed by, the young people of the ABC Friends Club sang.

"Can you hear this song, coming from the angry chest of the people, this is the voice of the people, the heroic resistance of the people who are unwilling to be oppressed.

The shock that hits the soul, accompanied by the beating of the war drums, opens the new skylight to wait for the dawn."

The young people sang first.

Then, the residents of Zhongchao, who had heard this song many times on weekdays, sang together.

"Would you like to join us, share the hardships with me fearlessly, on the other side of the barrier, freedom is calling at the end of the world..."

Unlike the cheers and prayers in the past, this unfamiliar song made the soldiers of the parade deserted and turned their eyes to look at the singing crowd next to them.

Brigadier General Peru in the phalanx had a dignified face, and when he heard the song, he couldn't help but look at the people next to him.

These Zhongchao civilians were pale and thin, and many of them were half-dressed.

If he hadn't confirmed during the security review that only citizens with permanent residency in the Middle Nest could appear here, it would be easy for people to think that the poor people from the Lower Nest had come up.

Brigadier General Perroux's tightly pursed lips moved slightly.

Arbitrator Javert, who was in plain clothes, searching and guarding the crowd to prevent the escape of the Necromancer assassins, looked at the singing civilians around him with a frown.

He noticed the young boys who led the singing, and his hands unconsciously placed on the telescopic sticks at his waist.

"Cousin, what are you doing? Go back quickly." Yin Shuyao, who saw her cousin from a distance, squeezed through the airtight crowd for a long time and finally squeezed through.

"Xiaoyao, you should go back quickly." Enjolras continued to sing after advising his cousin.

"Something big is happening in Abyss Port today!"

"I know something big is happening."

Yin Shuyao was anxious. She couldn't reveal the secret, but she didn't know how to persuade her cousin to leave.

Suddenly, Enjolras received a message, and his bright eyes suddenly widened.

"What's wrong?" A young man looked at him with a pale face, knowing that something was wrong.

"The Hive Police attacked the Citizens' Army, and it was a full-scale attack."

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"Sorry, Sergeant. I hope you can help me this time. This is the agreement between Horatio and me."

"Ah...oh..." Valina, who had experienced many battles and had never been so nervous when facing the enemy, was just pretending to be calm at this time, and her back was already sweating profusely.

I thought Farida and Horatio were just ordinary friends, but after she came here today and was so frank, everyone could tell that the relationship between the two seemed to be unusual.

[God Emperor... what did I do...]

But now, she could only keep silent about what happened between her and Horatio to others, and I believe that the hateful boy would not dare to tell anyone.

"Okay, Military Supervisor Hood. I will take you to the ship of the Discipline Squadron." Valina sighed lightly, sounding a little disappointed, and implying guilt that Farida did not understand, but her face was still full of military perseverance.

"Thank you so much, Sergeant." Farida saluted Valina.

Valina returned a more respectful salute.

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"Inquisitor Adlatia, have you found anything over there? The communication signal here seems to be very poor." Ravenno's head appeared on the witch hunter's holographic communicator.

"His black ship is too quiet... Strange, William Carter should be nearby." The witch hunter tightened the plasma pistol in his hand.

The surrounding Jie Angel battle sisters used the built-in battle auspicious instruments in their helmets to search the surroundings.

"I didn't see his court attendants, I didn't see him, I didn't see anyone... There was only dead silence."

Buzz--

Suddenly, a dark cloud appeared above her head, and the dark cloud gathered denser and denser, and finally covered the heads of several people.

Adlatia's witch hunter instinctively sensed something was wrong and shouted: "Be careful! Dodge immediately!"

So the Jie Angel immediately jumped to the side.

A battle sister accidentally collided with the inquisitor, and with a crackling sound, a thunderous psychic surge struck down and landed on the sister's shoulder armor.

She screamed in pain, and her entire arm turned to ashes. The accompanying medical sister hurriedly bandaged her wound and stopped the bleeding.

When the clouds dispersed and the other battle sisters resumed their fighting posture, they were surprised to find that a group of tall space warriors appeared around them.

Each of these warriors wore blue armor and held a strange scimitar in their hands, which was not like the style used by the imperial space warriors.

"Thousand Sons... Red Letter Warriors?!!" Inquisitor Adlatia looked at these heretics who suddenly appeared, and couldn't help but be extremely surprised and gritted her teeth.

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The young saint stood on the carriage, and after receiving blessings from the cheering crowd and nuns in the fifth church, he was heading to the sixth church.

It was an Anglican church. Its main building was in Romanesque style, and the decoration was magnificent. The magnificent walls and bricks were carefully maintained, and they were generously displayed with gold carvings and silver buildings. It looked magnificent and magnificent from a distance.

The horse-drawn chariot slowly stopped, and the saint jumped off the carriage.

Walking on the red carpet and heading to the pulpit, all the civilians participating in the ceremony knelt down along the way, eager to get closer to the saint and pray devoutly.

"Yes, yes, just like that, just like that..."

In the dark, several pairs of cold eyes were staring at the saint walking on the broad road.

"Very good, go to hell. Son of darkness..."

They used the art of manipulation.

The saint was still striding forward, but the guards and believers around him still did not move.

"What's going on... why are you not moving?" These shadows became nervous.

He didn't know that all the imperial troops participating in the ceremony had taken pills made from the ashes of tens of thousands of psychics who had been sacrificed the day before.

Later, the Holy Rose Sisters found that when the ashes were ground into powder again, added to the incense, and inhaled through the air, the structure of the nanoworms could be more efficiently destroyed.

When the shadows realized something was wrong and were about to run back trembling, suddenly, several figures wearing the same clothes as the saints, wearing laurel crowns and wearing Sanguinius masks on their faces appeared around them, and surrounded them as if the one still on the red carpet had used some kind of clone spell.

The identities of these shadows were finally exposed. They were all clergy of the state religion and their servants.

The people wearing Sanguinius masks rushed forward and violently knocked these people to the ground.

The clergy tried to resist with pastoral staffs, but they were beaten even more fiercely in return.

Among them, a man dressed as a gentleman and wearing a tall hat was crawling on the ground trembling.

"Uh... uh... ah! Ah! Ah!!"

"Who is your chief priest? What did he do before?" Horatio, wearing a mask, grabbed the gentleman's hair and asked, and his strength was so strong that he almost scratched his hairless head bald.

"Barany! His name is Barany! He used to be the director of the PW-LS-21 orphanage! Hey! Hey! Hey! Loosen up! Loosen up! My hair, my hair!"

Horatio was familiar with this orphanage and the name Barany.

That was the orphanage he entered after falling into the Lower Nest.

He still remembered clearly that the guys who managed the orphanage had accumulated a lot of wealth and controlled the supply of a lot of scarce materials by embezzling the materials allocated by the Empire to the orphans and then reselling them to the Lower Nest gangs. They also gained the support and recognition of the gangs.

Barany was the director of the orphanage, and he himself became the powerful underground pope.

In the Lower Nest, he called the shots, and all the Lower Nest gangs had to pay him protection fees. Any gang leader who came to power had to get his "divine right".

His tyranny had also caused some gangs to resist, but soon, any gang that disobeyed his orders would be destroyed in a very short time by his believers and the gangs loyal to him, and the members were publicly burned at the stake as heretics.

Since then, few people dared to challenge the authority of Dean Baranni.

This orphanage director also forced the orphans to steal and pickpocket, and forced them to collect valuables in the killing field at the risk of being shot when the gangs were fighting.

In the past, I almost sold my organs to other gangs because I couldn't meet the "performance indicators" set by him.

He also loved sexual abuse and lived an extremely licentious life.

In the end, he successfully bribed the cardinal of the state church with the money he made as the orphanage director in Xiachao, and since then he has been promoted step by step, from a priest to the position of bishop of the diocese, which can be said to be a rocket-like rise.

"So, he is Baranni, and you are...?"