Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

Purple lightning flashed through the ghostly sky, and bright arcs illuminated the sky full of strange stars. Countless stars looked like pairs of eyes, and those eyes hung high above the sky overlooking this land that did not belong to any material universe.

Barren land but not barren, this sentence is not a grammatical error or nonsense, it is a simple adjective.

The dry land is full of cracks, dry riverbeds and broken building debris scattered on the land. The beautiful buildings of the past have long fallen apart, and now only the broken walls and ruins are left standing in the world. The hot wind blows through the cracked earth, as if the vitality of this land has disappeared thousands of years ago.

But this is not the case, because there is still life growing in this desolate wilderness, although those lives are by no means the life you and I understand.

Countless ghostly plants rose from the ground, thorns and active tentacles dancing in the air, and the hanging killer willows were hooked with vicissitudes of life. Next to these plants that could not be found in any biological atlas, huge hard-shelled objects resembling purses rose from the ground, and the cracked structure in the center resembling a bird's beak kept opening and closing.

Sick purple pus flowed through these strange trees, and purple water flowed under the tangled vines. The strange purple water surged due to the collision, and the splashing water splashed on the people next to the big tree.

He sat under the strange tree, his lifeless eyes without any expression, as if the whole person had been emptied of his soul. The vines falling from the treetops crawled on his crazy smiling face. He entered death in this almost crazy joy, leaving only this empty shell body slumped in the woods.

The creeping vines slid along his chest, and the slender tentacle-like branch suddenly stopped. It suddenly retracted after touching the claw that gently scratched the man's chest, and all the tentacles on the man's chest retracted, as if they were afraid of the owner of the sharp claw.

The slender silver claw gently scratched the man's chest, like a gentle caress, but as the claw was raised on one side of the man's chest, five horrifying wounds instantly bloomed on the flesh.

Some of the blood flowed onto the claw, and the woman retracted the claw and jokingly examined the blood in her hand. She smiled and gently shook off the blood to let it splash onto the dry land beside her, and a sapling grew there the moment the blood fell to the ground.

Helena's small succubus tail swayed close to the ground. She gently jumped onto a fallen tree on the purple stream. She walked through the tree with light steps. The rushing river water flowed continuously under her. The purple fluorescent light flashing on the water surface shone on the perfect curve of her legs, adding a layer of purple sand-like halo.

Helena landed lightly on the other side of the tree. She walked forward through the long path in the forest with her hands behind her back. The stone slabs engraved with the broken runes of the ancient Eldar extended to the end of the forest, and Helena walked on these small stone roads.

She walked through this ghostly forest like taking an afternoon walk. The laughter and screams that echoed in the forest from time to time had no effect on her, and the white bones lying in the forest could not attract her attention at all.

She crossed the forest path and came to the edge of the woodland. Helena raised her claws to lift up a vine in front of her. She looked at the end of the path, a ruined temple building in the woodland. The temple was built in a magnificent mountain. There was an overturned ancient city building in front of the long stairs in front of the mountain gate.

Helena shook off the vines and walked towards the city. She walked into the edge of the city that had long been a ruin. The collapsed gorgeous buildings around her were like a tomb. It was the silent tomb of the entire civilization, representing the fall of a once prosperous civilization.

Helena walked through the street, she looked at the collapsed statues around her curiously. Most of them had only broken bodies standing on the pedestals, and only a few still had faces that could be seen clearly, the faces of the Eldar.

On the stairs leading to the temple at the end of the city, a waiter in purple armor was waiting. He stood on the stairs, his long silver hair falling from his slightly thin face. The hair fluttered on the auxiliary arms behind him with the hot wind in the air, fluttering on those cruel auxiliary arms with countless medical syringes, scalpels and cutters.

"Ah, Miss Helena, it's an honor for you to visit." The man said with a smile, and Helena stepped on the long purple-white staircase at the end of the stairs. She raised her head and looked at the man at the top with her purple eyes and smiled.

"Fabius, what a surprise, since you are here to greet me." Helena smiled charmingly, and her light gauze skirt was lifted up by the wind and waves. Fabius looked down at the perfect and attractive belly with a smile.

The Chief Pharmacist of the Emperor's Children nodded politely to Helena, standing at the top of the stairs with one hand behind his back, "Lord Fulgrim sent me to receive you. We remember that you had a quarrel with Lucius last time, so I asked him to leave first." Fabius looked at her with a dagger in his smile, and his arm with God knows what injection liquid floated gently behind him. Fabius raised his left hand and gestured in front of him, "I hope that the new experiment I set up in the forest has not hindered you, Miss Helena."

"No, but it looks like they had a big meal. The forest is full of bones." Helena said and walked to the top of the stairs. She put one hand on her hips and looked at Fabius who was much taller than herself, but just In terms of momentum, Helena is definitely far superior to the chief pharmacist.

"Mother said you have something to do with me?" Helena raised her hand and looked at her fingernails, claws to be precise. She seemed to be treating Fabius completely nonchalantly, but the latter still had a kind smile on his face.

"Did the Phantom Queen tell you who wanted to see you?" "No, she just asked me to come here, and she didn't seem to be in a good mood, so I guess it's not a good thing."

Fabius nodded meaningfully with his hands behind his back, and then showed that spine-chilling smile, "Well, it seems that the Phantom Queen still doesn't like us very much, but I'm glad that she agreed to your coming, Please come with me, he is waiting for you."

After saying that, Fabius turned and walked into the temple door behind him. Helena rolled her eyes looking at the phoenix flags flying on both sides of the door. She put down her paws and shook the succubus's little tail to follow Fabius. Bius.

They entered the temple built in the mountain. This was once the temple of Kunos, the Eldar god of hunting. When the Eldar empire still existed in the past, this was his temple, and the forest outside was dedicated to him. hunting grounds, where the Eldar will hold hunting rituals called the Wild Hunt to honor the hunting god.

It started out as a normal hunt for wild beasts, but as the Eldar Empire fell, like most "normal" activities among the Eldar, it became increasingly eccentric, with the Wild Hunt's prey changing from the earliest beasts to humans.

The corrupt Eldar will throw foreign exiles, travelers, and even prisoners of the Eldar themselves into the hunting grounds outside, and then the Eldar hunters will hunt them. This crazy entertainment show like the Hunger Games has replaced In the past, blasphemy replaced piety, arrogance replaced humility, corruption replaced progress, and the Eldar civilization itself also went to destruction in that crazy joy.

Helena followed Fabius and looked around with her hands behind her back. Her eyes scanned the joyous scene around her. The believers of Slaanesh and the purple-armored warriors of the Emperor's Children were having fun and reveling around them. , the burly body moves in every colonnade of the temple, inside and outside every room.

The air was filled with the dust of some kind of hallucinogen. That kind of powerful hallucinogen was used in large quantities. The Emperor's children and their mortal servants were taking these potions everywhere, and crazy smiles and laughter filled the air. Under the dome of the temple, those crazy-looking people walked around talking nonsense, loudly speaking many incomprehensible twisted bytes.

Comfortable plush carpets were spread in the corners and under the dome of the temple. The succubi of Slaanesh lay naked on them. They had crazy physical pleasures with the mortal cultists. Countless orgies filled the air. The smell of sweat and lust is gone, and laughter and dirty words are endless.

Fabius walked in the side colonnade of the temple. It looked much more secluded. The crazy hedonists were active in the hall outside. There were only some scattered carpets and unconscious pornographic figures lying on them. Crazy believer.

Helena walked past them, looking at these confused guys with a playful expression. Indistinct words were spoken intermittently from their mouths. Those sentences were meaningless and could not even be combined into any complete sentences. words.

The loud laughter in the hall attracted Helena's attention. She turned around and saw that the laughter came from several Emperor's Children standing by the fountain. These proud warriors were holding the Holy Grail and scooping up wine from the fountain pool. Yes. , the fountain sprayed wine from top to bottom, some kind of purple-red wine.

Believe me, you don't want to try it, because the wine is spit out from the mouths of people who have been stripped of their skin and bones, leaving only shriveled skin.

The Emperor's Children laughed and held cups at each other. They laughed even more crazily after drinking the weird drink, leaving only madness in their bloodshot eyes.

Fabius turned to look at Helena who was following him and smiled, "How about it? Do you want me to find you a young man? Or do you prefer a little girl?"

"No, Fabius, you don't need to worry about it." Helena turned her head and said, her almost perfect face could not find any flaws even by the standards of the Emperor's Children and Fabius. It was an almost perfect appearance, an extremely beautiful work of perfection.

Fabius looked at the perfect work and nodded in admiration. He sighed, "What a perfect work. I really want to ask your mother for advice on how to give birth to such a perfect existence as you."

"Believe me, you don't want to ask her such a question, and you shouldn't say it in front of me, Fabius." Helena stopped, and Fabius also stopped at the end of the corridor and smiled. Then he looked at Helena, who looked at the pharmacist with her arms folded and a cold face, her sharp claws swinging gently in the air.

Fabius smiled apologetically, and nodded to one side, "Please accept my apology, respected Princess Slaanesh, maybe you still have complaints and anger against me, but we can't let him wait too long, sir. No patience."

"You can scold me after you come out. I will wait for you." Fabius smiled politely at the door. Helena looked at him with a frown. She really didn't like this guy at all. Unlike Lucius's pure and naked arrogance and conceit, Fabius knew how to disguise himself better, using humility and politeness to disguise the surface, but that made Helena even more disgusted, because he knew what kind of soul was under that skin.

Helena snorted and lifted the black hair beside her ear. She walked past Fabius with a graceful step, and the latter nodded and smiled at her respectfully.

Helena walked in from the archway carved with ancient Eldar patterns. Behind the high wall at the end of the temple was a large space, which was trimmed into a kind of arc-shaped structure. The towering dome curved upward and extended, converging into a dome structure at the top center.

The succubus princess walked onto the circular platform. She walked across the stone bridge behind the arch. The suspension bridge spanned the bottomless abyss below. The mountain seemed to be dug to a bottomless place.

Helena stood on the circular platform with her hands on her waist and looked around. There were several giant wooden support pillars carved on the surrounding walls. There were countless murals and patterns carved on the arched curved wood. Those pictures described the hunting god Kunos hunting beast spirits and recorded the life and past of the ancient god.

Helena looked down at the Kunos statue in the center of the disc. The Eldar god with deer horns and hooves stood on the stone platform. He held up the hunting god's spear and was followed by two eagles. They spread their wings and flew around the hunting god, hunting a certain prey with him.

Helena suddenly noticed the vibration of the ground. She turned around and looked at the snake-like body that was coiling up from the bottom of the abyss. The huge and slender existence quickly climbed up, and the purple armor hit and rubbed against the wall, spraying dazzling sparks.

The huge body appeared everywhere around, like a snake in the atrium that could not be seen at all. Helena looked at the purple armor and scales around her, and suddenly a light laugh came from behind her.

"Ah, you are still so perfect, without any flaws." The voice said, gently lifting Helena's black hair with one finger, and the other hand slid from the side of Helena's waistline and gently slid onto the white belly.

"You'd better be a little bit of a shrewd, Fulgrim, if my mother knew you touched me again, she would be very angry." Helena said coldly with a glance, and the purple giant behind her laughed and retracted his body. His huge body made of snake-like body stood proudly on the disc ground.

Fulgrim, the third son of the Emperor, stood behind Helena, his long silver hair cascading down the outside of his armor, his silver magic beams cascading down like the legendary waterfall at the end of the world, and a pair of golden wings spread out on both sides of his neck armor.

His purple eyes looked at Helena, with an unsettling smile on his pale skin, and Fulgrim's four arms slowly spread out at his side, like a god coming to the world.

"Welcome to my new palace, my princess, I hope you like this meeting place I have prepared for you." Fulgrim said with a smile, and Helena looked at him with an indifferent expression and folded her arms.

"If you are still trying to please me, then you can give up. You'd better give up those boring thoughts. Otherwise, you know what the consequences will be if your mother gets angry." Fulgrim smiled slightly, and suddenly nodded politely to Helena, "Of course, of course, who would want to provoke the Phantom Queen? I certainly didn't call you here for stupid ideas." Helena looked around at the huge snake tail coiled around the dome, the wall and the surface of the dome. His body seemed to be infinitely long and kept coiling around, just like the courtyard snake Jörmungandr in the Norse legend. Fulgrim chuckled softly, and he moved his body around Helena, "I asked you to come here to discuss your father, our beloved Marshal Vito."

"Father? What happened to him? Are you suddenly interested in him?" Helena said coldly with her arms folded, while Fulgrim laughed. He suddenly appeared behind Helena and slid slowly. He gently stroked the short black hair beside Helena's ears, and his fingertips touched the tip of her sharp ears.

Helena lowered her head in annoyance, and Fulgrim withdrew his hand with satisfaction. He walked around Helena and looked at the perfect face, the face that made the Son of Perfection obsessed, "I won't touch your father, but this matter is indeed related to him."

Fulgrim said as he drove past Helena quickly. The huge body of the giant snake rushed past her like a train, and the purple armor and scales rolled up a hurricane in the roar.

Helena raised her head and looked at Fulgrim who was standing in front of her. He smiled happily and pulled out the poisonous blade that was close to the back of the giant snake. He held the scabbard in one hand and stretched it in front of him. His purple snake eyes admired his perfect thing. The fingers of the other hand touched the side of the sharp blade involuntarily. He looked at the blade and suddenly turned his eyes to Helena, "Guilliman has woken up. My brother has finally woken up from his ten thousand year sleep. The blow I stabbed him ten thousand years ago did not kill him." "Do you feel sorry?" Helena asked with one hand on her waist. Fulgrim looked at Helena with a smile. The smile was almost crazy, and the corners of his mouth were raised high. "Regret? No, no, no, I feel excited. Guilliman will play more enjoyable games with me."

Fulgrim suddenly pulled the blade away from his face, and he suddenly rushed in front of Helena. His face almost hit Helena, but the latter stood completely motionless with her hands clasped in her arms, completely ignoring the oncoming attack. A huge shock wave came.

Fulgrim looked at Helena's purple eyes, seemingly admiring those perfect eyes. He smiled and handed a crown to Helena with his third hand. The latter looked down at the golden ring-shaped crown. The workmanship was exquisite, almost as close to true perfection as Fulgrim's own armor.

"What is this?" Helena asked, looking at the crown, while Fulgrim smiled softly, his purple snake eyes reflecting the carvings and gems on the crown.

"A gift, a gift for my brother, a gift to celebrate his return." Fulgrim handed it to Helena, "Take it to Macragge for me and find a way to wear it for my brother." ”

But the latter did not take it but looked at Fulgrim warily. Helena looked at the smiling face and frowned slightly at the snake eyes, "I'm sure this is not an ordinary "gift", and told I, Fulgrim, why should I do this for you?"

Fulgrim looked at Helena with a smile, a joyful smile on his lips, "That's why it has something to do with your father. Your father was also in Macragge. He revived Guilliman and helped him fight back. The sons of Lorgar and Mortarion."

"Do me a favor, and you can play a pleasant game with your father. Once again, it is a parent-child game between you and your father." Fulgrim said with a smile. He looked at Helena and put the crown on her face with a smile. He handed it to her, who looked at the crown with his hands in his arms and remained silent.

"What do you think? Can you satisfy me?" Fulgrim said, facing the perfect girl in front of him with a hidden smile, "You can play many, many games with him, you just need to help me Put this on for Guilliman, and the rest is yours."

Helena looked at the crown and smiled. She reached out and grabbed the crown and turned it on her finger. "It sounds interesting. Then I'm going to prepare a surprise for my father."

After speaking, Helena walked towards the exit of the temple. Fulgrim turned sideways and crawled on the platform with the body of a giant snake. He slowly stood up and looked at Helena who was walking away with a smile, "What are you going to prepare?" surprise?"

Helena turned her head and glanced at Fulgrim. Her purple eyes sparkled with a charming look, and her smile was even more intoxicating. "I heard that Nurgle invented a plague of tears. I believe that my father will like."

After hearing this, Fulgrim showed a crazy smile again. He laughed and spread his arms, "Perfect, everything is perfect and interesting!"

Fulgrim's tail rose like a whip and shattered the statue of Kunos. The statue of the God of Hunting shattered and disintegrated. The broken head of the God of Hunting fell to the ground, just like the Eldar he represented collapsed and fell. .

And now, human civilization has reached that moment of destiny, and the hour hand of destiny is turning to the new scale.