Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

The sound of iron boots echoed between the towering domes, exquisite statues and colonnades. The sound was like thunder, one after another. It was not because the sound was too heavy, but because it was too quiet here.

There was a dead silence between the empty corridor and the cold steel wall. The side windows closed by the steel armored windows also made it more depressing, making the carvings, reliefs and digital indicators on the walls appear cold and weird.

The military police captain with a gun on his back walked past Vito. He was wearing a helmet that must not have seen his glasses. Vito's own face was reflected in the one-way mirror. He looked at the captain who was fully armed with guns and live ammunition. He was wearing a law enforcement officer's armor that made people feel cold. The pale armor paint and the deterrent law enforcement instruments made people feel fear spontaneously.

A whole team of military police followed behind him, each of them was so uncomfortable. You couldn't see their eyes, you could only see your own face on the reflective mirror, but you seemed to feel that he was looking at you, this trance of fear was more frightening than directly pointing a gun at your head.

They saluted Vito and passed by. The Inquisitor turned his head and looked at the oppressive military police, carrying large-caliber shotguns and gradually going away, but their footsteps still came from a distance, making it difficult for people to forget their existence and forget that they were being monitored all the time.

Vito turned around and continued to walk forward. He walked in the deserted corridor. There was no one here except him and the patrol team that just passed by.

This was not because it was close to the bottom to work overtime, but because it was not an auspicious place for sailors. The reason was simple. This was the deck where the sanctuary of astropaths and navigators was located.

The people of the Empire always hate and fear all psykers, including astropaths and navigators, and are both dependent and alienated. Even though they know how important astropaths are to the Empire today, and that cross-galactic communications are entirely based on them, and cross-star navigation, trade and military operations also rely on them, the people of the Empire will still instinctively stay away from them.

Just like the witch hunts in the Middle Ages, the Imperials fear the existence of psykers. They fear the power they represent, the power that connects to the sea of ​​souls and the warp itself.

Rumors that psykers will be corrupted by Chaos, turned into demons, and even become demons to invade the mortal world are prevalent. Ignorance and ignorance, blind obedience and fear have given rise to a series of "witch hunts" against psykers. Worlds will kill anyone without hesitation when they show psyker characteristics and talents.

Only those lucky psykers will be discovered by the Astronomican Academy and the Navigation Sanctuary, rescued from the crazy mob, trained and mastered their own power, while those unqualified psykers who cannot control their own powerful power and may cause a terrible disaster will be taken away by the black ship of the Inquisition.

Even those legal psykers, those who have been trained and can control their own power are dangerous. They are exposed to the eyes of Chaos all the time and are more likely to be corrupted than ordinary people. Therefore, even the legal psykers recognized by the Empire have been subconsciously alienated.

Therefore, few people come to this deck, especially when sailing in the Eye of Terror, which is regarded as a cursed place. Only those military police who are responsible for executing psykers before they fall and pose a threat will be active here, watching everyone's actions with vigilant eyes.

Even if there is a trace of suspicious behavior, it may lead to decisive execution, eliminating all Chaos pollution in the bud.

Vito walked past a small shrine of the Emperor, with candles burning around it. The ever-burning candles that had burned out still had some dissolved fragments left on the shrine. The original position had been replaced by a new ever-burning candle, which alternated continuously, allowing the Emperor's light to illuminate the entire battleship.

He stood in front of the shrine, looking at the small statue of the Emperor in it, countless candles illuminated his face, and the prayer scrolls had red wax seals posted around.

Those various wax seals, various names and prayer contents were illuminated by candlelight, and the swaying candlelight looked so unique and beautiful in the eyes, as if it had a strange vitality.

Suddenly, accompanied by a click, the lights at the end of the corridor went out. Vito looked in which direction, watching the lights go out one by one, and darkness rushed quickly from the end of the corridor, like a ferocious beast.

Vito unhooked the holster of his bolter and looked at the fast-approaching darkness with vigilance. The lights in the corridor went out one by one as the darkness followed. The dark curtain surged and engulfed all the statues and indicators in the corridor.

The thick darkness engulfed them and everything that the naked eye could see. Vito frowned and looked at the last extinguished light in front of him. In an instant, the light above his head also went out.

The darkness instantly enveloped everything. Only the candle burning in the shrine beside Vito illuminated a small area. He leaned in the range of the candlelight and looked around vigilantly.

Suddenly he drew his gun and turned around, pointing a gun at the darkness behind him. A figure walked out of the thick black smoke. He appeared at the edge of the darkness, and the candlelight gradually illuminated his face and lit it up.

The prophet of the Eldar appeared in the candlelight. He held a long staff and emerged from the darkness wearing a black and white robe.

"Eldarad? Why are you here?" Vito said. The great prophet of the Eldar tribe walked from the shadow to the shrine. He looked at the burning candle and his face became paler.

"No, I'm not here. I'm projecting my body here. It's not easy, so we don't have much time."

"I'm here to tell you that everything in the plan is going smoothly. Although Cadia was occupied by Abaddon, he did not tear apart the galaxy as he wished. The planet Cadia is still built, and the Sons of Destruction failed to destroy it. core."

Eldarad said, Vito looked at his face illuminated by the candlelight, Eldalad looked at the candlelight, and the flickering candlelight was reflected in his eyes.

"Tarrazin has been a great help and continues to act upon the prophecy, as revealed." "What exactly did your prophecy foretell? Eldarad, Iyanna told me you stole it. Crystal Seers of various arks, what are you going to do?”

Vito asked. He watched Eldarad slowly raise his head. There was no blood on his pale face, and his gray eyes looked at Vito.

Eldarad was silent for a moment, but finally spoke, "According to the ancient Eldar prophecy, when all the Eldar disappear, their souls and deaths will awaken Aenead, the god of death, and when he awakens, he will be completely destroyed." Destroy Slaanesh and save the Eldar from the brink of destruction."

"Do you believe this legend? Are you crazy enough to use the entire Eldar race to verify the legend?" Vito asked, looking at the great prophet in front of him. The latter looked at Vito, and the candlelight shone on their faces, flickering. It illuminated the outline of their faces, illuminated the shadows under the bridge of the nose and eyebrows, and reflected the darkness of the profile.

Only half of their faces were in the light, and the other half was shrouded in darkness. Vito looked at the prophet in front of him, and he shook his head slightly.

"No, if all the Eldar must die in order to destroy Slaanesh, then the prophecy itself is meaningless to us. It is just a sad elegy, a prelude to the end."

"I have found a way to awaken the Death God without sacrificing all the Eldar, so I need powerful power, and the remains of the Crystal Seers can provide me with the power I need."

Eldarad said, looking at Vito's frowning face, "When the God of Death awakens, the fate of the galaxy will be forever changed. The fate of your family and mine will be linked together. No one can kill it." We will rush to the final destination together and meet the final result at the final moment.”

Vito was silent. He looked at the flickering candlelight, "Are you sure?" "Yes, my friend, I am sure. I will also start my ritual soon, and you will also need to complete it by then." Your mission is to find the old jade, and then you will know what to do."

Eldarad looked at Vito's face. The back of his head was illuminated by the candlelight, and most of his face was buried in the darkness. His eyes reflected the light of the candlelight in the darkness.

The prophet reached out and pressed Vito's shoulder. He looked at Vito's profile and said, "I'm here to warn you. You must bury it in your heart. You must not let the Phantom Queen and Ms. Joy know about it. You must keep it secret." A secret."

"You let me use her to prepare for her own death." Vito's voice came from the darkness. Adarad looked at Vito and sighed softly. He pressed Vito's shoulder, "She and Slaanesh are one, Vitor, you must choose between humanity and her, you must decide the fate of the galaxy."

Vito turned his head slightly and watched Eldarad retreat into the darkness, and the great prophet of the Eldar slowly retreated into the shadows beyond the candlelight.

"Keep this secret, Vito Constantine. May the light of fate illuminate the haze in front of your eyes. I hope we can meet at the end, my friend, if we are still friends by then."

Eldarad disappeared into the shadows, the lights came on, and the fiasco lights above Vito's head turned on again. He looked at the direction in which Eldalad disappeared. All the lights turned on one by one, but he had already disappeared. .

Vito turned his head silently and looked at the emperor in the shrine. He turned around and walked towards the end of the corridor, towards the cold fate.