Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

Hymns echoed leisurely under the towering dome, and glittering golden statues stood around, just like the visitors here.

Anthony looked at the people in the audience. They were all wearing gorgeous clothes, and the women were wearing the most beautiful and exquisite jewelry. The sunlight shined into the church through the stained glass windows above, and the leisurely hymns echoed through the walls of the church. .

Today, all the families in Victoria are gathered here, their flags and family crests can be seen everywhere, and costumes of various colors are swaying here, like a group of peacocks gathered together.

But here there are also some people who are incompatible with the surrounding environment. Anthony stared at the armored Iron Knight, who stood in the light of the church wearing a gray-white tabard and a sword that was taller than a man.

The Dark Angel stood with his sword in hand. Surrounding him were more Dark Angels and Ultramarines. Without exception, they were all fully armed, with bolters, chainswords and helmets guarding them like a steel corridor.

And between them, on the steps at the end of the church corridor, the respected Marshal Vito Constantine, the extraterrestrial visitor who was the focus of everyone's attention, was standing there wearing the emperor's armor, with figures on both sides. Guarded by a host of angels of death.

Lancelot stood beside him with sword in both hands, silently declaring his authority, and Antony stood behind them, staying with the others as a guest of honor.

He frowned, sensing something was wrong with the situation. Also aware of something strange was his rebel ally Tyrfan, and His Excellency the Duke came over.

"Something is wrong. Why are they all wearing armor?" Tyrfan said worriedly, his words full of worry. His suspicion was not unreasonable.

Not only Vitor and the Astartes, but even Sarah was in full battle-sister uniform, separated from her other sisters, who were also heavily armed.

There was something wrong with the atmosphere here. Not only Anthony, but everyone was aware of it. People in the cloisters on the first and second floors of the church were whispering.

"Are we exposed?" Tyrfan said nervously, "Stop being silent, Anthony, tell me!"

"Take it easy, stay calm."

"Calm down?! How do you want me to calm down?! They came to the wedding wearing armor. Who would come wearing armor?!" Tierfan said excitedly, "And he also brought a gun and a sword. I saw a soldier just checking The magazine is full! It’s full of real stuff!”

"Damn it, Sir Anthony, you said this was a trap for them, but I don't think that's the case now!"

"Keep your voice down, Tyrfan." Anthony yelled in a low voice, "Calm down, if we were exposed, Vito would have killed us all long ago and wouldn't let us in at all."

Anthony said as he glanced at Pedroneira. She was also here. She was not wearing combat uniforms or hanging weapons on her waist. She seemed to be on his side, but this made Anthony even more suspicious.

But he did not show any worries, and still pretended to be under control. He comforted Tyrfan, who also calmed down, although it was more likely because he had no other choice.

Their conversation was interrupted, the church door opened with a bang, the cheers from the streets outside floated into the church along with the rose petals, the bright sunshine spread like a golden avenue on the ground, replacing the red carpet and letting Jack and Wen Ya Nal walked by.

They entered the church, and the young newcomers entered the church amidst the cheers of the citizens outside.

The maids held up the hem of Wen Yanar's skirt, and they followed behind, following their footsteps slowly through the center of the church, with the solemn riders advancing on foot leading the way.

The crowds along the way retreated from the road to both sides, and the knights and ladies bowed to them. During the choir's hymn, Jack took Wen Yanel's arm and walked through the sunshine and red carpet, and came to Anthony. .

The bishop was already ready here. He raised his hands, and the two newcomers stopped and knelt in front of him.

Behind the bishop, a person held up the statue of the emperor. He sat on the top of the flag, overlooking all living beings in the sun. The entire church fell silent instantly, and everyone looked towards here.

"We are gathered here today to bless the newlyweds, Jack Jonson from the Jonson family and Wen Yanal from the Lassenia family, in the name of His Holy Majesty."

The bishop's voice echoed under the dome, but Anthony did not pay attention to the original focus of the audience, but focused all his attention on Vito.

He stood there with his back to himself, as if ignoring but at the same time scanning the crowd in the audience with his eyes. All the family members lowered their heads in awe under his gaze.

On both sides of him, Lancelot and Belle each led their own people. They stood like high walls in the church. Their tall bodies blocked the sun and cast broad shadows on everyone in the church.

Anthony knew that some people had begun to waver. The nobles who originally stood on the side of the rebellion lowered their heads. They wavered in front of the marshal and his angel of death.

"Anthony, are you sure you want to take action?" Tyrfan and Stern came closer. The person asking the question was Stern. He was the key to this operation and was responsible for opening a warning gap on the periphery.

"The bow is strung and must be fired," said Anthony.

"Once you miss this opportunity, you will never have another chance. The plan remains unchanged." He said firmly, but Tyrfan was obviously not so determined. This person is only interested in profit, talks about doctrines, and is all about business in his heart. Shaken.

"But how can our men defeat so many Angels of Death? And the Battle Sisters, the Emperor! Antony, we must delay our action, we"

"I have my own way."

Anthony said as he held a box from behind his waist. The thing was very small, no more than the size of a palm. Tyrfan and Stern looked at the box, wondering what it was.

Anthony slowly opened it, and a small black fragment flew up. It was completely black, as if it had been knocked off a certain stone, a black stone.

Its surface was emitting a strange red light. Suddenly, as Anthony rolled up his cuffs and recited a certain spell in his mouth, the mark on his arm lit up, and the strange fragment also reacted immediately. .

Sarah in the distance suddenly reacted. She pressed the two bolt guns on her waist and looked aside. On the side of the church, behind the crowd, a demon suddenly appeared on a mural depicting the Emperor expelling demons. Moved.

Its form gradually became three-dimensional, and then its huge claws broke free from the plaster instantly, and its roaring mouth roared down on the wall. The people there saw it and screamed.

The demon continued to roar with blood, and as it roared, the demons in other portraits around it also fell down.

The crowd panicked, and Jack looked back and saw the twisted devil at the end of the red carpet, roaring and snarling with its kind on this side.

Vito slowly drew out the Phoenix Sword, the iron feathers spread out behind Sarah, and both guns were drawn out. Lancelot and Bell were also ready to attack with their soldiers, and they looked at the devil.

"The curtain rises and the show begins."