Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

The thick clouds are turbid and chaotic, and the atmospheric vortices are coiling over the planet. Seen from space, these airflows look like vortices rolling up stormy waves in the atmosphere. Clouds sweeping in from all over the planet cover the sky. The sun shrouded the planet completely in darkness.

There is also light in this darkness, and streaks of psychic lightning appear in the sky from time to time. These lightnings light up the sky like the thunder of an approaching storm. Blue, purple, scarlet, and green lightnings are constantly intersecting and echoing. .

Every time the lightning strikes, it brings out a splendid brilliance. Those lights flicker in the clouds and on the gray background, painting the monotonous and boring sky with a bright color. That is natural. The power of the four evil gods showed off in this land.

Blue lightning flashed past, and the lightning appeared from the east, and the power from the Tzeentch Demon Realm penetrated into the sky. Suddenly everything turned into a strange demon blue, and there was a flash of light in the clouds. Both eyes echoed with the myriad laughter of the Lord of Change.

Those laughter come from different people, men, women and children, or the elderly, and even many voices from species unknown to humans. Those voices are mixed together like chaotic thunder in a storm, like a bad symphony Party.

A thunderhawk roared down from above the blue clouds. It broke through the clouds, driving a burst of electric arcs and appeared in the colors of Tzeentch.

The Thunder Eagle adjusted its flight angle up and down to avoid the subspace wind blowing from the Demon Realm of Tzeentch. The suspended stone islands that were constantly changing irregularly floated in the air. The islands were large and small, just like each other. The meteorite belt is generally scattered, and the thunder eagle continues to pass through it, flying downward.

Suddenly another bolt of lightning appeared from the right. The lightning was purple. It suppressed Tzeentch's color in an instant. The ghostly purple swept over, and the subspace winds from the Demon Realm of Slaanesh blew into the clouds. Turning everything into Slaanesh style.

Wriggling tentacles began to appear on those islands, and the appearance of purple-red land began to appear. A large number of charming plants grew out of them, seemingly appearing in an instant.

Various types of lightning are constantly intersecting, and each flash means a change. The sky and everything in it are also changing appearance at a high speed, distorted and chaotic.

The Thunder Eagle flew towards the crack between a floating island. The battle between the evil gods caused many islands here to be fragmented, and that was one of the torn islands.

The end of the fighter plane sprayed out blue flames, and it flew towards the small gap between the islands at high speed. A scarlet lightning flashed across the sky, and the fire of Khorne suddenly appeared from an unknown corner, burning all Slaanesh's treasures. The plants transformed everything into what it looked like in the Wasteland of Khorne.

The island also changed in the blink of an eye, with waterfalls of blood pouring down from its peaks, and piles of skulls piling up into hills on the scarlet earth.

The Thunder Eagle turned sideways and roared through the cracks between the scarlet islands. It passed through the fragmented floating islands, pulling its long tail flames and rushing downwards.

The Thunder Eagle jumped out from the end of the clouds. The tail flames of the fighter planes shone in the air, pushing the chaotic subspace vortex of the Thunder Eagle Principle. A green lightning flashed through it, and Nurgle's power turned it into something. Green may soon turn into another color.

Flying over is difficult, and only the best pilots in the galaxy can fly there, and that's all you can do if you're not a demon and don't know how to teleport to the surface.

But this extremely dangerous crossing operation has come to an end. The Thunder Eagle sailed through the clouds flashing with lightning overhead and flew above this huge, extremely chaotic city.

The fighter plane turned in front of the giant floating island rising in front of it. On the floating island was an independent urban area, with tall black buildings rising from the ground, and all kinds of weird architectural shapes filling it.

This city is like this. It is composed of suspended floating islands of different sizes and the cities on them. The cities are tied together by thick iron chains to prevent the city itself from falling apart in the storm.

The Thunder Eagle flew through the airspace between these suspended cities, and the fighter plane flew to a twin floating island located on the east side of the city. Here is a pair of twin floating islands separated in half in a crescent shape, with countless broken stones in between. Straps and chains are stable.

The fighter planes roared past these thick chains and found an apron in the left urban area of ​​the Twin Cities. This is a take-off and landing site built on the edge of the city. It does not seem to be public, with sunken parking locations. There are not many tenant shuttles and ships docked on it.

A one-eyed old administrator who wore an eyepatch, his left leg completely transformed into some kind of strange crab-like arthropod, and his right hand also turned into a signature symmetrically walked up. He looked at the slowly landing Thunderhawk.

The air flow ejected from the plasma thruster caused the dust here to roll. The old administrator raised his pliers to block it in front of him. He then looked at the Thunderhawk that landed steadily. The flames of the thruster gradually cooled as the landing gear landed. The landing hatch also opened.

The old administrator who had been severely mutated looked at the people walking out. A beautiful succubus walked down. Her clothes were consistent with the revealing characteristics of a succubus. The bra with a very low opening made people think about it. Her clothes The little fabric is definitely better than nothing.

Her lover, the human male holding her arm, looked slightly normal. There was no mutation in his eyes. It seemed that he had just been tricked by the succubus into acquiring the Eye of Fear not long ago.

He is wearing a black coat, with a striking bolt gun and chain sword hanging on his waist. Judging from his attire, he looks like an imperial traitor. There are many defected imperial people, soldiers, captains, nobles, scholars, etc. , it can be said that if the Imperial Tribunal came here, their eyes would definitely shine.

The old official looked at the two Astartes walking down behind them, the World Eater in red armor, and a Fallen Angel in gray robes and a knight's sword.

"Stop the ship and hand over 20 soul crystals, or one or two big ones." The old administrator said, and the succubus threw a bag of jingling crystals to the administrator. The old administrator held the bag with his pliers. , opened it with the only pair of human fingers and looked at it.

There are many blue crystals shining in it, and the luster of the soul is clearly visible. It seems that the quality of the soul is okay.

The succubus let go of her lover. She walked over to the old administrator and pressed his scale-covered shoulders. She whispered softly in his ear, "Watch my Thunder Eagle, otherwise you are going to fight that big guy." Let’s talk.”

The old administrator followed the succubus's eyes and saw the tall World Eater standing there wearing a chain axe, looking at him with a pair of ferocious eyes. He knew that the Khorne demon did not like to "chat." "

"I understand, go and do your business." The old administrator said and put the crystal into his arms. He walked towards the thunder eagle with a strange walking posture. The succubus also took hold of his lover's wrist again, slightly Waving his hand for the two Traitor Space Marines to follow.

They walked onto the streets of this city, which was as chaotic as the city itself, with strange crystals growing from the ground, lava flowing in the ditches, or Nurgle's ichor, strange-shaped buildings, and In a completely unphysical way it stood, its walls illuminated by the multicolored lights that flickered overhead.

There are many demons, traitors and heretics coming and going on the streets here.

Demons from the camps of the four gods come and go here, including the axe-carrying vampires of Khorne, the robed scholars with deformed bodies of Tzeentch, the revelers of Slaanesh who wear revealing clothes and mutated bodies, and those of Nurgle who are covered in ulcers. Walkers with bloated pustules.

In addition to these pure demons, there are also many mortal traitors. Traitors from the empire, the Eldar, and even various alien races are also active here. Most of them have mutated to varying degrees.

It's hard to believe why these incompatible followers of the Four Gods didn't start fighting. They trade, come and have fun here, especially those followers of Slaanesh.

Vito could see succubi in action on the street from time to time. They were soliciting customers and partying in the clubs that shone with ghostly light. Vito saw many people going in, but not so many coming out.

The demons of Khorne were carrying weapons one by one and shuttled between the blacksmith shop, the weapons shop and the butcher shop. Vito himself watched a tall demon of Khorne throw the remains of a beast from the chaos realm who knew what it was. In the butcher shop, the vampire butcher pulled out his machete and started to cut it into pieces.

"What are we doing here?" Vito asked, sidestepping a bloated Nurgle demon. The pustules on his body were so stinky that Vito didn't even want to get close to him.

"The temple we are going to belongs to Tzeentch. The characteristic of that old bastard is that he changes around, so the same goes for his temple. The location of that place is not fixed at all, but appears completely randomly across the planet. So if we want to get in, we need to find someone locally who knows where to find it."

"And you happen to know, right?" Vito asked, Lilith took his arm, and she punched a mortal traitor who almost hit her. The man got up from the ground and yelled at Lilith. .

But when he saw the gray-robed giant walking by, he shut up. Lancelot and Ragnar followed Lilith and Vito in disguise. They were calm enough to face everything around them. The weapon is always ready to fire.

"No, but I know one of my men knows." Lilith shook off the blood on her hands. Vito looked at her and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Your men?"

"Hmm, succubus, you know that there are two most well-informed places in every city, one is a tavern and the other is a brothel, and the latter is exactly where we are." Lilith looked at her nails with a smile. , those long nails, and those sharp claws are as sharp as bayonets.

"People always talk a lot after having fun, and we are the listeners." Lilith said, and Vito turned his head and looked at a vampire who was thrown out of the door, his head completely opened. .

"Kill all those Slaanesh bitches!" an angry voice shouted, and the bloodthirsty demon of Khorne brandished his battle ax and rushed towards the brothel door, followed by a large group of subordinates composed of mortal traitors and demons. .

They burst into the bloody gate and began a fierce battle with the demons of Slaanesh inside.

"Well, it doesn't happen to be here, right?" Vito pointed to the luxurious building in front of him called "Pleasure Palace" and said. Lilith smiled and waved her claws, and her long claws turned into a handful of long claws. And with the sharp blade, she rushed forward and cut a vampire into pieces.

Ragnar and Lancelot walked behind Vito, and they both looked at Vito, who sighed and pulled out his chain sword, "We have only been here twenty minutes, and we encountered a scene of death. ”

Vito nodded slightly, and Ragnar and Lancelot rushed forward. Blood instantly began to spray everywhere. Vito also sighed and joined in the daily life of the subspace.