Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

Vito has been in many caves in his life, big and small, both famous and not famous. Most of them have the same characteristics, which are gloomy, cold and damp.

The inquisitor's boots stepped on the cold rocks, and the bright flashlight light illuminated the front of the cave. The sufficient light shone on the black lakeside cave rocks, and the sound of underground water came from the distant darkness in the distance. Like bursts of ethereal whispers.

The damp cave is also very cold, with gusts of cool wind blowing through the cave from nowhere. In addition, the cold here makes people tremble all over and become restless. No wonder the children say that only the brave dare to come here.

Vito's hand was pressed on the butt of the bolter as he walked in the cave, while Lilith walked briskly on the other side as if she was taking a walk, although it might be because she was not wearing a weapon, what? Don't worry, she doesn't need those weapons, you know why.

The tall giant bent down and walked behind him. The lights on Lancelot's helmet lit up the dark cave. The children crowded around the knight, leading them forward with laughter and laughter. They seemed not to be afraid at all. nothing.

I don’t know whether to say that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, or that they are really courageous. This ghost place is definitely an uncomfortable place. Even Vito, who has been to many worse places, feels instinctive about this place. sense of uneasiness.

There seems to be a kind of power here, a kind of power that people can't say what it is, but it exists, making your heart numb and feeling like a light on your back.

The judge's eyes scanned the stone cone above his head. There were drops of stream water dripping on it. Maybe it was the result of water from the lake above seeping down, or maybe it was caused by the underground river in the ground itself.

It was very humid here anyway, and the ground was extremely slippery. Vito almost slipped several times. He took a flashlight and swept through every corner and every crevice of the cave.

"It's uneasy here, Inquisitor." Lancelot's voice came from behind. He spoke High Gothic that the children could not understand. Before that, they spoke to local people except knights and nobles. It was all in Low Gothic, which was the only thing their education level could understand.

But now, Lancelot is speaking Gothic, a language that is exclusive to the aristocracy and powerful people, a language that only Vito and Lilith can understand at the scene.

"Indeed, this is not a good place. There is an ominous atmosphere everywhere." Vito said, pointing his flashlight at a dark corner. There was a mouse crawling on the rock with flowing water. At least, Vito thought it should be mouse.

"The atmosphere of darkness and ominousness is shrouded here. No wonder the locals don't like to come here, except of course these children." Vito said, turning his head and glancing at the lively children.

They are lucky. Their young but pure souls prevent them from being affected by the atmosphere here, and pure things will not be corrupted by things in the darkness.

But Vito and Lancelot are different. Their souls have already experienced many things and are no longer pure in the dark galaxy, so they can feel the power here and the ominous atmosphere here.

Lancelot observed the surroundings from behind his helmet. The infrared night vision function of the Space Marine helmet allowed him to clearly see everything around him, including the exposed rocks, flowing streams and rodents running in the shadows. stuff.

Their squeaking sounds, as well as the eyes spying on the intruders in the dark, Lancelot's superhuman senses can sense it. He observes the surroundings alertly, and his arms are always ready to draw a short knife or a bolt gun at any time. s position.

He couldn't tell what the ominous aura here was. It didn't feel like chaos. The aura here didn't have the strong emotional guidance effect, nor did it have the pure instinctive reaction of the Tyranids. It was something that was... indescribable. It feels like the darkness of the universe itself.

Lancelot jumped down the first rock step and stood up slowly. The large space here finally allowed the Space Marine to stand upright.

Then he saw the huge steel walls and doors of the "Temple".

Lancelot raised his head, and the light on his helmet moved up to illuminate the iron door. It was a huge steel door. The gray-black door was like the rock itself. The huge door and its walls They are embedded in the rock wall together, as if they are part of the thing itself.

The children also jumped down. They ran up and patted Lancelot's leg armor, pointing to the side excitedly, "Angel! Where is he!"

Lancelot and Vito both looked over, and two lighting lights illuminated the angel and the giant who was slumped in a pool of underground spring water.

The giant wearing gray-black power armor and a bird-shaped helmet sat on the edge of the pool. A little light from the towering rock wall shone on the spring water, and the cold light reflected by the water surface also hit him.

Lancelot walked up and stood in front of the warrior. Knight Caliban took off his helmet and knelt down in front of the ancient warrior.

He looked at him and lowered his head. He knew that this warrior's soul had long returned to the Golden Throne, but his eternal armor served as his coffin, storing it forever in the dark underground, guarding the entrance to the battleship. .

Vito walked up, and he came to Lancelot's side and looked at the ancient warrior. He didn't need Lancelot to tell him to know that he was dead.

Because the model of its armor is very old, far older than the models of most current chapters. The reason is simple, because this is the model of power armor from the Great Crusade era.

Now possessed by only a few Space Marine Chapters to maintain their existence, Vitor was last seen wearing it by the Shark Warriors during the Badab War.

But this armor, no, no Chapter would hold it, not at all.

This is Raven Guard armor, Raven Guard armor from the Great Crusade era.

Vito's flashlight illuminated the shoulder armor covered with a thick layer of dust. The logo of his legion was still clearly engraved on it. That glorious logo accompanied him throughout his life and also accompanied him in the darkness. Tens of thousands of years passed in it.

"Rest in peace, my brother." Lancelot said, pressing the Raven Guard's shoulder.

"He's asleep, just like we told you." The little boy came up and said. He looked at the warrior curiously. Vito looked at him and smiled before looking back to the Raven Guard, "Yes, now , he went to the emperor in a dream."

The little boy obviously didn't understand much. Vito turned to Lilith and nodded slightly, "Open the door."

She nodded. Lilith looked at the giant steel door and raised a finger. She pointed at the door. A powerful force acted on the giant door. All the dust, dust and spider webs began to collapse and disintegrate. The fastest sound is the twisting of the steel itself and the sound of metal breaking.

The fixing bolts splintered and fell off in invisible places, and there was a roaring sound as the iron door's fixed frame overturned and collapsed.

The children gathered around Lilith and watched with curiosity and excitement. They watched Lilith's eyes flashing with purple light. She smiled as she looked at the children and stretched out all five of her fingers. A powerful force began to pull the door panel of the giant door. As Lilith pulled outwards, the steel door collapsed and fell to the ground.

The huge door fell outwards, and Lilith held the door with a lift of her palm. She raised the iron door and slowly put it aside, and the deep darkness in the battleship was also revealed in front of her eyes.

Vito turned and walked towards the inside of the battleship. Lilith also touched a child's head and followed him. The curious children immediately prepared to follow them, but they were stopped by the tall giant after just two steps.

Lancelot stood in front of them and motioned for them to stop. The children complained and looked at him, "We want to go too!" "Yes! We have never entered the temple of angels!"

"Do you want to become the emperor's knight?" Lancelot asked. The children looked at each other and nodded. "The most important thing for a knight is to obey orders. Now I order you to stay here and guard the gate. I appointment"

Lancelot looked at the child who told him that there was an angel here. He cleared his throat and looked at him pretending to be serious. "In the name of Lion Lion and the Emperor, I appoint you as the captain of this team. Execution Order, Commander."

"Yes! Lord Knight!" The child also raised his wooden stick and accepted the appointment pretending to be serious, and then began to order his companions. The boy scouts began to "guard" around them. At least they were quite happy.

Lancelot looked at them and smiled, put on his helmet and walked into the dark battleship.

Outside, the children immediately began the "guarding mission." The sentry child walked comically in goose-step carrying a wooden stick, and walked up to the Raven Guard soldier as if it was a joke. He looked at the dust on his shoulder armor. part.

He jumped up and wiped off the dust on the armor, then looked at the numbers on it curiously, "What is this?"

"How can you be a good knight if you don't study hard and can't even count?" The captain of the team came over and said, and the child muttered angrily, "There are many knights who can't count."

The squad leader looked at the shoulder armor and began to think deeply. The children gathered around and looked at the logo on the shoulder armor. Amidst the children's hesitation, the squad leader finally remembered the arrangement of Roman numerals taught by his tutor and recognized the numbers. name.

Roman numeral, one.

"One! That's right!" the team leader said proudly, and then encountered various problems from his partners.

"Who is he? What does one mean?" "Yes, yes! Is this his honorary title? Number one! Always number one!"

The various questions from his partners made him yell in annoyance. He interrupted them with a wave of his stick, "I don't know! Get back to your posts! I am the captain!"

He drove his friends back to their posts and ran away to fulfill his duties as captain.

He didn't know, and none of them knew where the famous warrior belonged, but we do.

A veteran of the 1st Company of the Raven Guard, an ancient warrior of the Primarch himself, the Honor Guard, he has been watching here in the darkness for thousands of years.