Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

Chapter 278 04.0277: ‘Promise under the Golden Throne’

[Shadow Prophet…? ] Horatio looked at the female alien in front of him with a curvy figure and a mask.

“Give it back to me. Do you want to tear up our cooperation? Eldar.” Ravenno’s tone was extremely cold, and one hand had begun to accumulate psychic energy.

“The cooperation is over.” Shadow Prophet replied in an ethereal voice:

“The reward I want is to get this book. The things recorded in it are not something you humans can read and understand. If you open it, you will end up like the Saruti. The Black Library in the Webway is its final destination.”

“Give it to me!”

The Inquisitor suddenly attacked and launched a furious psychic attack on Shadow Prophet.

The prophet raised his staff and used an unknown technique to offset the attack with much smaller psychic fluctuations.

"Giving it to us is the best answer, and it can also save your civilization in the future."

The Shadow Prophet raised her hand, and some small parts appeared in her hand and slowly floated up:

"Here are the temporary storage devices for the souls of all the dead in front of you. I took these souls from the mouth of the enemy.

As a token of our sincerity for a possible new round of cooperation in the future, I will give these souls to you. This is the only way to make their souls return to your so-called golden throne."

The Shadow Prophet did not intend to let the humans in front of her make choices. After handing these suspended small parts to the Inquisitor, she jumped up, her figure was completely wrapped in a group of gorgeous mosaics, and she jumped into the webway and disappeared.

"Report, we failed to find the pink gem." The woman holding the star dart gun rushed into the church in a hurry and rushed over from the side to report.

"Place the explosives and destroy the entire ship." The Inquisitor said with a gloomy face: "Let the Military Supervision Bureau collect the bodies, and the warriors of the empire must be properly buried."

After everything is ready,

The entire pilgrim ship was dragged away from the route, overloaded the engine, and turned into a ball of brilliant plasma in the void. No creature could survive such an explosion, not even a demon.

——

The riot in Abyss Port has been quelled.

After the Navy intervened in politics and eliminated the Guild Alliance, the Ultramarines, who were good at operating politics, used their expertise to intervene in time with Salamanders, Blood Angels, the State Church and the Holy Rose Sisters before the riot deteriorated further.

It prevented the thugs hidden in the crowd from bringing chaos to the entire Abyss Port, and eliminated the small heretical sects that rose up on hundreds of planets.

The decision on the planetary regime is pending, and after that, the Ultramarines, who are administrative experts, will help rebuild the political order.

No one expected that the grand triumphal ceremony would be followed by a funeral.

Except for Farida, all members of the Fifth Department of the Naval Military Supervision Bureau of the Abyss Port Military Supervision Bureau died gloriously.

Only Valina survived from the third battalion of the first company of the loyal stormtroopers ‘Thunder Hawk’.

The bodies of the fallen warriors were covered with the imperial eagle flag.

This time, all the generals and many officers of the Imperial Navy attended the funeral.

This even included the commissioners of the investigation team of the Navy Security Department of the Misty Star Region who arrived soon.

Because of the evidence provided by the Fifth Military Supervision Department at the risk of their lives, the Gothic Fleet was able to eradicate the hidden dangers with minimal losses. Facing the commissioners of the investigation team, although the Gothic Fleet received some punishment, it did not hurt its bones.

Horatio knew that if this was not properly resolved, the Gothic Fleet’s Retribution-class battleship ‘Blood Eagle’, which was seconded by the Misty Star Region Navy Department, would be officially withdrawn from the Gothic Fleet to the headquarters fleet of Sepra-Mundi.

There are also dozens of battleships in good condition that will be withdrawn to the Calixis Fleet and the Fortress Fleet, plus the subsequent destruction from Chaos.

Finally, after being hit hard by the Death Guard's 'actual boss' Typhons, the Gothic Fleet never recovered, and a large number of warships were paralyzed by the pox plague in the anchorage, losing their combat capability.

In the end, the Gothic Fleet had no ships available during Abaddon's 13th Black Crusade. Admiral Venuska Kataria could only command a moon-class cruiser, and rushed to fight with several light cruisers and several frigate squadrons, risking her life to attack the Glory Queen's 'Spirit of Vengeance', and finally the entire fleet was almost annihilated.

But now, after paying a noble sacrifice, the Navy Military Supervisor and the Loyal Storm Troopers, whose job is to ensure that the Imperial warships are loyal to the Empire, once again used their loyal actions and their oath to the God-Emperor to protect His sacred naval assets.

The coffins of the warriors were carried into the Abridal Loyal Hall by a funeral procession composed of military supervisors, loyal storm troopers, and naval officers.

Below is the mausoleum of Captain Abridar, who heroically attacked three energy-gathering black stone fortresses during the 12th Black Crusade and eventually overloaded the three fortresses and died.

"The Gothic Fleet sincerely thanks these noble warriors of the God-Emperor. They defended the glory of the God-Emperor and protected His sacred fleet with their blood and lives.

Colleagues, each of us has vowed to protect His glory. But before death really comes, how many people can remember their oaths?

Commissioner Melina and the Military Supervisor of the Fifth Military Supervisor, as well as these brave and fearless loyal stormtroopers, did it. The Imperial Navy remembers their dedication, and their sacrifice will not be in vain. The Gothic Fleet will help them shed the wrath of the God-Emperor on the enemies of the Empire and defend the glory of mankind to the death."

"Actually, there has never been any conflict between the Imperial Navy's Gothic Fleet and the Abyss Port Military Supervision Bureau. We have always been brotherly units that support each other. Everything is our secret plan. Only by letting others see us as true Only by turning against each other can they not doubt us. "

The old scarlet-level (admiral-level) naval military supervisor took the lead in taking off his big-brimmed hat and said to the people attending the funeral in the auditorium.

"As for Melina, the Military Supervisor, she has resolutely shouldered all the misunderstandings and grievances. Here, I would like to clarify to you on her behalf that these are all sacrifices made for the service of the God Emperor. That's it, everyone! Let's do it together , take off your hat and observe silence!”

In the audience, Lieutenant General Samuel Hood, Brigadier General Peru, Colonel Elphinstone, Horatio and others all took off their bicorn hats with solemn and sad expressions.

Some of them knew about the plan from the beginning, and some only found out later that they were already a part of the plan. The secret strategy was to make everything look more natural, pretending to be the Gothic Fleet and the Abyss Port Military Supervisor. The illusion of a breakup.

The mourners came forward one after another carrying bouquets of flowers.

Judge Ravenor always had a sullen face. He held a bouquet of pink roses in his hand, and at the same time clutched an aquila pendant that had been polished and shiny by the years.

He stepped forward, looked at the pale face lying in the coffin, and moved his lips slightly.

Melina's body is the only one that is intact enough to be displayed. She is wearing a brand new uniform in the coffin, holding the power sword that has been with her to the end in her gloved hands, and two gold throne coins placed above her eyes. .

Inquisitor Ravenor held the Sky Eagle Pendant in his hands and stared at it for a long time until his facial expression began to distort.

He paused for a long time in full view, and people gave the judge, who was immersed in grief, enough time.

"Ravenor, why are you crying?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded from in front of me.

Ravenno suddenly raised his head and looked at the woman with a mixture of sadness and joy in front of him, who exuded a faint golden light and shadow.

"Melina?"

"You guy finally returned to Abyss Port."

"Well, I'm back." Judge Ravenor could no longer control his emotions, and tears fell from the eyes of this big man, a judge with supreme power bestowed by the God-Emperor.

"I don't know how you are doing after all these years, and I can't see any trace of you. When I heard that you returned to Abyss Port, I was quite happy, but..."

The woman paused and smiled bitterly: "Who knew we would meet again in such a big situation."

"Sorry, having too much contact with you will expose you." Ravenno bit his lip.

"Yes, we all carry the respective missions entrusted to us by the God Emperor, but the missions prevented us from getting together at that time.

But that day... when I saw you in the house, I really had a lot to say to you. "

"I... also have a lot of things I want to say to you. But I didn't expect that that side would be the last time I saw you."

Ravenor blew hard and glanced blankly and melancholy.

Suddenly, a huge bell sounded from above.

The magnificent golden door in front of him slowly opened.

Two rows of tall, giant-like guards in golden armor stood beside the door, solemn and silent.

"It's time, Ravenor. It's time for me to go." Melina lowered her head and smiled bitterly with her hands behind her back.

She turned around, looked at the golden door, took a deep breath, exhaled it freely, and then walked slowly.

"Melina!" came the clenched teeth cry from behind.

The woman slowly turned her head.

"I love you! See you under the Golden Throne!"

Astonishment flashed across her face, and then she gradually smiled, and a line of hot tears flowed down her face.

"See you under the Golden Throne, my love."

The female military supervisor's back gradually disappeared into the golden light behind the door.

Farida walked around Ravenor who was standing there and presented a bouquet of flowers to Military Supervisor Melina.

When she walked up to the old military supervisor, he forced a smile and said: "You are free, child. Make your choice."

Farida bit her lip, saluted, and remained silent.

She returned to the empty MI5 office.

The table is covered with various documents and information, but the people handling them are no longer there.

She came here to collect the belongings of her colleagues.

When she came to Military Supervisor Melina's desk and opened the drawer, a letter fell out.

Farida saw the words above: To Farida.

She was a little surprised and slowly opened the lacquer seal with a letter cutter.

Farida spread out the paper and looked at the neat fonts on it:

‘Farida, when you open this letter, it means that I am no longer here.

I have always felt deeply guilty about going to your house that day to take you out of the Navy, and I beg your forgiveness.

But for the sake of the God-Emperor, sometimes we have to do a lot of things we don't want to do.

Because we are the military supervisors, the eyes and rulers of the God Emperor, and even our hands have to be stained with the blood of our companions.

This is a job that is often misunderstood, even though some of us have beloved role models like Inspector Kane, Inspector Gunter, and Inspector Arrick.

But most people hate us, thinking that we have too much control, and that we are ruthless executioners who kill our fellow citizens.

But the Empire cannot do without us. The threat of heresy and disloyalty is everywhere. Someone must be willing to sacrifice everything, including soul and reputation, to correct and eliminate those disloyalties for the Emperor.

If you want to faithfully perform your duties, you must abandon things other than duties, including face, honor, and safety.

Such a road is difficult and painful, and not everyone can endure it.

But no matter which path you take in the end, please remember your duty.

Remember, you are a warrior of the Emperor.

I hope that when you see this letter, everything has returned to peace.

I sincerely hope that you can keep smiling every day. Your colleagues all say that you must look good when you smile.

Go to the future, young man, the responsibility and duty of defending the future of mankind is entrusted to you.

Best wishes. ’

Bean-sized tears fell on the envelope one by one, staining the handwriting.

There is no doubt that this is a suicide note.

Military Supervisor Melina had made all possible preparations before the action, including going to die.

Didi Didi!

Suddenly, the communication beads on Farida's body rang.

"Hello, I am Farida Hood, the military supervisor."

"Farida!" The voice on the other end of the communication was her uncle, Samuel Hood, with mixed feelings of sadness and joy.

"We found your father, he is still alive."

Farida suddenly raised her body, with a clear light shining in her eyes.