Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

The storm in the subspace continues to surge, and the lightning transformed from the power of chaos keeps flashing in the chaotic space. Every planet and every star field here is changing all the time, as if it is trapped in a kaleidoscope.

The sea of ​​souls is churning all the time, rushing its turbulent waves from the boundary between the physical universe and the soul world. The space is distorted, the colors are ghostly and magical, everything is both real and ethereal, as if deep in a strange dream. .

Colorful colors filled the Milky Way curtain, astronomical scenes beyond the limits of imagination emerged one after another, and the boundary between reality and fantasy was distorted and blurred until it was completely indistinguishable.

Everything here is as if a crazy artist has spent his whole life pouring all the most unimaginable and weird ideas onto the canvas, turning a weird and bizarre picture into reality.

In this Eye of Terror picture, in which the sea of ​​souls and the physical universe are the most nihilistic and indistinguishable, an Imperial Navy warship sails in its turbulent waves.

Waves of souls from the Destruction Realm impacted on its void shield, and strange lightning flashed around it, hitting the shield from time to time, illuminating the ship's body with pieces of brilliant light.

It's a pity that the people in the ship can't see the beautiful scenery outside. The Eye of Terror may actually be the most gorgeous, beautiful and magical place in the galaxy. It is the most outstanding and proud wonder of nature, maybe even none of them.

But this magnificent picture of the starry sky is fatal. A normal person only needs to take a look at it, and the corrupting power of chaos will sneak into the mind and inject countless words and environments into the spirit. The irresistible temptation will make a person fall. , and become the minions of chaos.

Therefore, when the Imperial Navy travels through the subspace, there is an iron law that is above all else. No one is strictly prohibited from opening the armored window at any point in time. Anyone who tries to bypass the master control protocol and opens the window will be executed immediately. Without any There is no room for explanation and justification. There is no trial, no imprisonment, and the death penalty was carried out in the first place.

The iron windows and the flashing Geller Stand Shield were all the protection on the entire ship, the last barrier for their souls and thoughts. However, in the history of the empire, the power of chaos has been constantly sneaking into those who are not firm-willed, have long-standing grievances, and are against them. The Emperor's faith was shaken in the minds of sailors, tempting them to open the bars and close Geller's stance.

They will invite Chaos, invite the beautiful things in their hallucinations to invade the battleship, turn their own flesh and blood into portals, just like those crazy psykers, let the monsters in the darkness come out of it, and destroy this place. Everything is pulled into the abyss.

Therefore, whenever a naval ship travels through subspace, the church on the ship will be open 24 hours a day, and the priests will light all the sacred incense burners in the ship, sprinkle holy water and post holy symbols, and each small emperor's shrine They will be cared for with great care, and all prayer candles will be lit and hung with scriptures.

The devout belief in the Emperor will protect everyone's heart. Sailors are also accustomed to praying to these ubiquitous shrines to seek the blessing and protection of the Emperor himself, to protect them from the pollution of Chaos, and to bless them to successfully travel through the warp storm. .

In addition to the protection of faith, the military police on the ship will also be on 24-hour alert. These loyal warriors who have received the most stringent screening and mental and physical training will be granted authority. They will be the only ones armed when traveling through subspace. guards, and all other weapons will be locked in cabinets.

Military police will patrol all decks at all times, especially those on the dark lower decks. Guards on high alert will execute anyone they suspect at any time, nipping all threats and fears in the bud.

Iron boots stepped across the deck, and fleet gendarmes carrying shotguns suitable for fighting in narrow corridors walked through the corridor. The gendarmes wearing black and gray uniforms were significantly different from ordinary sailors. He walked around wearing a helmet engraved with the emperor's holy skull. As he stood, the flashlight on his shoulder illuminated the entire dark corridor.

The shotgun belt kept swaying in the air, and the red armband swayed along with it, swaying in this endless dark corridor that reached eternity.

The military policeman walked past a door with a gun in hand. Behind the hatch engraved with the soaring eagle and the crimson I letter, a pair of eyes opened in the darkness.

The purple eyes shone with a coquettish light, and the little gleams emitted from her eyes illuminated the chest of the man she was lying on. She raised her eyes and saw the thing suddenly stood up, and its five fingers instantly turned into five claws. Hit the man.

Sparks lit up in the dark space, and the splashing sparks illuminated her face with the sound of silent cutting and collision. She was also a woman with coquettish purple eyes.

The beautiful woman turned her head and looked at the woman on the bed. The horned crown on her head gave off a little bit of light. The seemingly inconspicuous light illuminated the bedroom like a dream, shrouding everything here in confusion. Under the halo.

She looked at the man in the light. He was lying on the bed with his eyes closed and seemed to be sleeping soundly. Her slender fingers caressed the man's face, "Don't wake him up. It's rare that he doesn't have nightmares."

The woman on the bed was sitting next to the man, completely naked. She put her hand on the man's chest and raised her head to look at the woman sitting on the edge of the bed, "What are you doing here?"

"You're in trouble, with him." The beautiful woman said, leaning down and touching Vito's ears with her white fingers. She moved closer to Vito's face, close to the lips, but then a paw crossed her between her and Vito.

"Have you ever caused me less trouble? You came all the way from the Demon Realm just to talk to me about this?" Lilith said, forcing her sister back with her claws, although she sat back on her own initiative to a greater extent.

But it is true that the Infinite Frontier tonight is very heavy. A true god has descended here, the queen of joy, the monarch of indulgence, Slaanesh himself has descended here.

Fortunately, she was somewhat prepared and used some clever methods to only descend her clone. Most of the main power remained in the Slaanesh Demon Realm. It was just a clone formed by the gathering of psychic power. Otherwise, if Slaanesh himself descended directly, the astropaths on the entire ship would go crazy and then explode their brains.

Lilith also completely recovered to the appearance of the succubus queen, with horns and demon wings, purple skin and a slender succubus barbed tail, and the small crown that symbolized her identity grew on her head.

Slaanesh smiled and retracted his hand. She was wearing a vague, almost transparent purple silk dress, which showed off her perfect figure, although it was hard to say that the two sisters were better.

"Be quiet, don't wake him up."

Lilith retracted her claws. She sat on the bed and looked at the much more elegant Slaanesh. She looked at Vito's face as if she was appreciating a beautiful work of art, and her purple eyes were shining with thousands of stars.

"I'll give you a warning." Slaanesh said, stroking the back of Vito's hand with his fingers. The white fingers were long and slender, as if they were sculptures carved by a master sculptor. There was not even a trace of flaw on the delicate purple skin.

She was perfect, truly perfect, and there was no flaw in her beauty. No wonder Fulgrim, the narcissist who pursued perfection, fell into her arms, although what the Primarch of the Emperor's Children was to Slaanesh was probably still worth discussing.

"Khorne is pissed off by you, Lily. You followed Vitor to blow up the engine of the Blackstone Fortress, which made him furious." Slaanesh said softly, as if he was afraid of disturbing the sweet dream of the man in front of him.

Lilith snorted softly, and the demon wings spread slightly behind her. Countless purple blood veins moved on them. Those flickering blood veins were like the strange light emitted by those pitcher plants in the dark night, making people want to get close to them.

The silver long hair of the two goddesses of joy flickered with little light like a gorgeous nebula, just like a mirror lake that makes people want to get close to it until they fall into it.

"When is he not so irritable and angry?" Lilith said sarcastically, stretching and saying it carelessly.

Slaanesh smiled at Vitor's sleeping face, and that smile was like a cold blade for a moment, "But you also attracted Tzeentch this time, and the guy who changed into a different person also reacted a little."

"Angry?" Lilith asked, contemptuously, without the slightest respect for the Lord of Change, but it was not surprising, Slaanesh demons never respect anyone, they are proud and unruly, not to mention their goddess.

Slaanesh sister smiled, raised her charming eyes and looked at Lilith, "No, it's worse, he feels very interesting."

Lilith's smile froze, she slowly lowered her head to look at Slaanesh who was sitting there, the latter sighed and stroked Vitor's face, gently as if floating over his skin, as if touched, but as if not touched.

"You killed his Great Demon of Change and disrupted the game he had designed. This made Tzeentch very happy, as if he had found a new game."

"Lily, I can help him deal with Khorne. Anyway, he hasn't dealt with us for more than 10,000 years, so this time is not a big deal. He will probably send 88 Khorne demons again, but I will solve it. But Tzeentch, dear, you have to find a way yourself."

Lilith cursed in a low voice. She knew that once Tzeentch was interested and started his endless plans, no one could figure out what he would do. No one knew what was in the mind of that octopus squid.

And now he was targeting Vito. Of course, he was targeting Vito. The siege of Blackstone Fortress was organized and planned by Vito. The unpredictable bastard had been paying attention to Vito for a long time, and he had played "interesting games" with him several times. This time was of course a good opportunity for him to play games.

"You can't wait for Tzeentch to carry out his plans. Once his endless plans start running, no one knows when they will end. You have to lure the snake out of its hole." Slaanesh said, looking up at Lilith's eyes, and the purple eyes looked at the other pair. "Go to the Temple of Il.Vak.Knox. I heard that Tzeentch has prepared a surprise for you and him there. I don't know what the surprise is, but if you go there, you can catch him off guard." Lilith looked at her eyes widened, then frowned, "You want me to use him as bait, actively trick him into Tzeentch's trap, and let Tzeentch jump out on his own." Slaanesh looked at his sister and showed a smile that might be called relieved, "Lily, you are our Phantom Lady. Lies and deception are your mother tongue. I know you think about these things all the time."

"You enjoy the joy of success every time you lie and manipulate others. You also have similar expectations for Vito. My dear, you have never succeeded in lying to him. This is a feeling you have never experienced. Failure, you You like to stay with him because you have a special feeling for him."

"Shut up! You bitch! You know nothing!" Lilith stared at Slaanesh and growled, her eyes filled with explosive anger.

Slaanesh smiled and leaned down close to Vitor's face. She almost pressed his record and looked at the sleeping face. "Your feelings towards him are more similar to a kind of possessiveness. I can feel your Emotions, Lily, he's more like to you."

Lilith's hair floated with the roaring psychic power, and a powerful psychic power began to act around her. Her purple eyes flashed with a coquettish light, like a silent roar.

"No matter what, you can't tell him the truth. If I'm here, Tzeentch can't spy on this place. But when I leave, the clouds will dissipate, and Tzeentch will spy on you and him from the subspace. If you If I tell him, Zhenqi will adjust the plan, and my information will be invalid."

Slaanesh looked at her and smiled jokingly, then suddenly leaned down and kissed Vito's lips. She caressed Vito's face and kissed him gently.

Lilith was so angry that she couldn't speak. Even her spiritual power was frozen. Slaanesh stood up with a happy smile. She stood beside the bed with her hands behind her back and looked at Lilith who was furious after being attacked. .

She stood up and her hair flew up like explosive hair. She grabbed the magic blade with her backhand and threw it towards Slaanesh's brow, but the blade penetrated through the halo.

Slaanesh's figure gradually disappeared in the purple halo, leaving one last sentence before disappearing: "I know, because I treat him the same way."

Lilith said and sat back. She looked at Vito's face, cursed and closed her wings, and darkness enveloped everything again.

Those purple eyes also lay back next to Vito in the darkness. She leaned against him and placed her palms on his chest. A strange light flashed in her eyes, and then she closed them slowly.