Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

The hatch to the docking trestle suddenly opened, and as the indicator lights flickered, a faint white mist filled the walls of the closed long bridge. From the mist, Guilliman stepped into the bridge, with Vito at the front.

He raised his hand to Bell and walked forward. Giri did the same thing, signaling his Honor Guards to stay outside the gate, and followed Sicarius under the still doubtful eyes.

Gradually, the gate of the imperial warship was left behind, and the two of them walked side by side in the empty corridor of the docking bridge, heading towards the dark steel gate in front.

"After you pass, do it when I ask you to do it." Vito repeated the words on the bridge softly. Guilliman glanced at him and repeated his own words again, "I have my own judgment." "Then I hope you will Judgment, we won’t be buried there, I don’t like lying in those weird coffins.”

"Although, there is a greater chance that we will be put into an exhibition cabinet and placed in front of Fulgrim's clone." "What?" "Nothing, just kidding, come on."

The two of them were talking, and Bell and the others were gradually left behind, as if they were little dolls standing at the door of the cabinet. As they followed, the surrounding environment also changed suddenly, with carved figures. The walls of the trestle decorated with reliefs and church corridors are gradually replaced by black iron. Those steels have no temperature and no reflection on the surface.

Guilliman observed them. The lights in the entire trestle hit their surfaces, but there was no reflection or refraction at all. They completely swallowed up all the light, like black holes.

The two came to the door at the end. Vito stopped, and Guilliman stopped shortly after. The two looked up at the completely smooth black iron door in front of them.

It was silent at first, but suddenly it started to move. There was a roaring sound of mechanical operation inside the door. The door opened irregularly like petals around it, revealing a deep darkness behind it.

Guilliman watched as Vito stepped in first and entered behind the door without any worries. He then gave Bell and his party a final look at the door at the end behind him before walking in.

He stepped into the dark door, and as the black door closed instantly behind him, Guilliman clenched his fists slightly, and his eyes scanned the surrounding environment.

This is a black hall, with obelisk-like stone pillars standing on both sides, supporting the high ceiling above. Guilliman looked upward. It was so tall that it was so high that the top could not be seen at all. It was shrouded in thick darkness, and you couldn't see your fingers.

Guilliman lowered his head and looked forward. Vito walked over on the ground between the obelisks. He put his hands in his pockets, as if he was really visiting an old friend's house.

Guilliman was silent for a while, and then followed. He followed Vito through the wide dark avenue. On both sides, green bands of strange energy crawled toward the end, leading to the long stairs at the end.

The light strips climbed up the stone piers on both sides of the stairs and penetrated into the black mist that shrouded the top of the stairs. It was so dark that it was impossible to see what was behind.

Guilliman walked over, but suddenly he turned his head and heard the sudden sound of steel footsteps. He saw a Necron warrior walking out from behind the obelisk pillar, holding a sword with a flashing tip. The spear that decomposed the green light came out, and the steel face flashed with green light.

Guilliman stopped, and looked to the other end. Warriors also walked out from behind another obelisk, and then more pillars behind him. Necron warriors holding green tearing lightning jumped out of the darkness. Appearing, at the top of the ceiling, a long segmented undead creation fell down, raised its head, and opened and closed the clicking steel jaw below.

The undead gradually surrounded them, and green energy light flickered in the darkness, clanking all around as steel feet stepped on the ground.

Guilliman suddenly tightened his grip on the Overlord's hand. The bolt gun hanging from under his arm instantly slid out. The bolt attached to one side instantly slid into the holster, and he pushed the bolt with his arm to load it.

The twin-gun muzzle was pointed at an undead warrior on one side, but it showed no fear and continued to walk forward with the disintegration spear in hand. Guilliman frowned as he looked at him, and then suddenly pulled out the Flame. The sword and the holy fire burned instantly, illuminating the surrounding dark space.

The firelight shone on the smooth faces of the undead, and they continued to approach with weapons in hand. Guilliman's fingers clenched slightly, and the trigger inside the explosive glove also clicked with pressure.

"Guilliman, put down the muzzle." Vito raised his hand and signaled. Guilliman looked at him and frowned, then looked around at the undead warriors and the steel beasts crawling on the ground, "Then let them Put it down first.”

With that said, Guilliman raised his arms suddenly, rotated the muzzle of the bolt gun and fired a shot at the head of the Necromancer. Vito cursed, "Put down your damn gun! Otherwise we will both be ruined! I order Put it down!"

"You ordered me to put it down?" "You have to listen to me when you go to the battlefield. Now, put down your broken gloves." Vito almost cursed angrily, without any room for argument, Guilliman Looking at him, and then at the undead warrior holding a gun beside him, he was silent for a while and then put down his explosive gloves.

The sound of the safety in the bolt gun being reloaded echoed in the quiet space. As he put down the Phoenix Sword to extinguish it, all the surrounding undead warriors suddenly stopped and stopped in uniform, as if they were shut down. Standing all around.

Guilliman looked around them, and then heard a strange laughter. He and Vitor looked into the smoke above the stairs. From the black smoke, a tall figure came out. He was hunched and had his back There is a huge steel structure extending along the spine.

That was also an undead. He was made of steel and was silver-gray. His face was shining with laughter. Guilliman looked at him, while Vito held his forehead and smiled bitterly, "Tarrazin, you have Is it necessary to mobilize so many people?"

"You told me that you came alone, and you didn't say that you brought a guest. Of course I want to see if this uninvited guest has the same good intentions as you." The undead named Trazin said, and he came from the top of the stairs. Walking down, the iron steps made by steel footsteps made a sound.

"Now, do you see it?" Vito asked, and Trazin nodded with his stiff neck. He waved to the undead warriors around him, and all the undead immediately turned around and left, returning to the Disappeared into the darkness without a trace.

Guilliman looked warily at Trazin, who was approaching. He came in front of the two of them. He was very tall, not shorter than Guilliman, and he was still wearing the Armor of Destiny.

Trazin looked at the armor on Guilliman's body and tapped the scepter lightly with his fingers. "What a perfect creation. My museum has just recently expanded an exhibition hall. I will prepare a final prominent position for it."

Guilliman frowned, while Vitor crossed his arms and smiled, "Sorry, he died right after he took it off. The venom from Fulgrim's piercing was still in his body, and he was thinking of killing him at any time. Life, but if you happen to have the antidote, maybe you can exchange it?"

"Unfortunately, I don't have the antidote, but I'm sure that your dear lust." Trazin suddenly stopped speaking, and the light on the mechanical face flickered for a long time, and then Guilliman noticed Wei. The frown on his face.

It was obvious what they were hiding.

"Lord Regent, I have heard about your reforms on Terra. You are very skillful and iron-fisted, which is admirable." Trazin turned to Guilliman and spoke, as if to dispel the awkward atmosphere just now.

Guilliman nodded after pondering for a while, and Trazyn laughed with that weird laugh again after receiving the response, "My Lord Trazyn, known as the Endless One, the ruler of the Solemus Dynasty, I believe Vito has introduced me to you."

"Not entirely." Guilliman responded in a low voice, still with a wary look in his eyes. "He said that you can help us." "Oh? Help? How interesting, my dear friend, you need me to do it. What?"

Trazin asked Vito, who took out the box containing the fragments from his arms. He handed it to Trazin, who caught it with his steel fingers.

Iron Fingers opened the box and looked at the fragments in it. The light on the face flickered. With a slight hook of his finger, the fragments flew out and floated in his palm. Trazin looked at it with eyes. It kept flickering, as if it was scanning the thing.

"You recognize this thing, right?" Vitor asked, and Trazin nodded after a moment. "Indeed, these are fragments of the Black Stone Obelisk. When Abaddon destroyed the obelisks on the edge of the Eye of Terror, After the world, I was still wondering where he took these pieces, and now, we know.”

"Does Eldarad know?" Trazin turned around and asked, while Vito shook his head, "No, but I guess it's almost the same. He doesn't need us to remind him."

"If you can, can you tell me?" Guilliman suddenly interjected from the side. Vito and Trazin both looked over at the same time. Trazin asked Vito for advice, and the latter shrugged.

After seeing this, Trazin looked at Guilliman and raised the suspended fragment in his hand, "The original function of the Black Stone is to seal and suppress the Eye of Terror. As a restraint, it was built by the former Necrontyr in the ancient times. Come out to fight against the psychic powers of the Old Ones in the battle of heaven."

"It is a wall that seals the soul realm and the physical realm. The Necrontyr carries it into the battlefield to seal and suppress the ancient saints and their servants from gaining power from the soul realm."

"That is where the Warp is now," Vitor added, and Guilliman frowned slightly, thinking for a moment before nodding to Trazin to continue, which he did.

"During the War in Heaven, the black stone obelisks were scattered everywhere as the war spread across the galaxy. After they were deployed, they would penetrate deeply into the earth's crust and absorb the power of the core of the planet itself, so they could not be recovered. Wherever the war hits, where would it be? They are all black stone obelisks.”

"Many of them were destroyed in the war, but the rest survived after the War in Heaven ended. The Old Saints left, the Star Gods were defeated, and the Necrontyr who turned into undead fell into a long sleep. They continued to follow the The automatic program suppresses the subspace and blocks its connection with the physical universe, so after the War in Heaven, the subspace, which was completely corrupted and fell into madness, did not tear up the galaxy immediately. "

Trazin smiled strangely, looked at the fragment, and then looked at Vito, "In a sense, you and Eldarad should really thank us. Without our creation, you would have been finished long ago."

"Yes, yes, thank you very much." Vito rolled his eyes and said, while Trazin smiled and Guilliman frowned as he looked at the fragment.

"But chaos still poured into the physical universe. They have been causing chaos for ten thousand years, but you say it successfully suppressed the subspace?"

"My friend, you have lived too short a life to remember the times before this age of strife, when our creations did faithfully fulfill their duties, blocking the warp at the other end of the plane, just like Just like the war in heaven, this lasted for tens of millions of years, so life in the galaxy could sprout and develop, and you humans were born."

Trazin said, his words full of helplessness, "But the creations of the Old Saints, the people of our friends Eldarad, fell into self-destruction thousands of years ago, which ultimately led to the Great Fall and the birth of the Eye of Terror. From physics A crack opened up on the plane leading to the subspace, which led to everything today. "

"The Eldar are all responsible!" Vito shouted loudly, waving his fingers, "Especially Eldarad, let them talk in riddles all the time and not speak human words. Look, they have poked a hole in the galaxy, right? As long as they say something As a human being, that won’t happen.”

"I believe this is also their unique quality. One of the details of Gusheng's inferior products is just like their green brothers."

Guilliman frowned, obviously not intending to join in the banter. He looked at Trazin and Vitor coldly, and they returned to the topic after shrugging.

"The Eye of Terror was born, but the Black Stone still played a role. That's why after Horus's rebellion caused Chaos to completely invade the galaxy, and after countless conflicts and chaos over the past ten thousand years, the Eye of Terror has never been torn apart. Throughout the galaxy, the Black Stone suppressed it. On a planet that you humans called Cadia, it blocked the Eye of Terror, forming a stable channel deep into the center of the subspace in the galaxy, tearing apart half of the subspace. side, that’s why it’s called the “eye” of fear.”

"But the good times did not last long. Abaddon somehow learned the function of the Black Stone. He began to launch thirteen black expeditions to destroy them. In the thirteenth, Cadia was destroyed and the Eye of Terror expanded. But fortunately, the real core of the black stone on it was not destroyed, so the Eye of Terror was controlled. "

Trazin looked at the fragment in his hand and tapped it gently with his fingers. The fragment immediately glowed with a red halo, "And Abaddon, who failed, also found a new method. Since the black stone can suppress the subspace, what if the reverse is true? What will it be like?”

Trazin chuckled softly, and the flash of light on his face illuminated Guilliman's frowning face. He understood, "As you can see, the big rift that now appears at this end of the galaxy was born from this. Ah Barton used these black stones to corrupt them with the power of chaos, and then placed them among the planets, tearing out a new rift between them. He could expand the rift by deploying more black stones, such as directly carrying the rift through the To Terra.”

"But it can still be closed, so, Old Tower, I need your help." Vito looked at Trazin and said, who also smiled.

"You do need it, and I know what you want." Trazin said, holding the fragment in her hand, "Follow me."

After speaking, Trazin waved his hand and motioned for the two of them to follow. Vitor was the first to follow, followed closely by Guilliman, and they stepped onto the long stairs at the end.

Guilliman walked towards the black fog, and Vitor and Trazin walked into it without looking back. Guilliman looked at the black fog and took a long, deep breath, then stepped into the fog, In front of his eyes, pieces of strange connected particle lightning flashed in the smoke. They intertwined and collided with each other, and then suddenly disappeared along with the smoke.

Guilliman stepped out of the mist and stood under a gate with wide eyes looking at everything in front of him, while Trazyn stood among the grand creations and turned around and spread his arms.

"Welcome to the Endless Museum."