Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

In the deep space of the universe, between the universe, a huge rock is suspended in the void. On its huge body, between the tall city walls and the Gothic towers, a series of magnificent cannons are raised high, aiming at the darkness deep in the starry sky, as if there are countless ghosts and monsters spying on the Milky Way in the darkness, ready to pounce from it at any time.

On this huge rock, the towering fortress stands, and a series of magnificent colossi stand on it, wearing hoods and holding holy swords, looking up at the depths of darkness. The starlight sprinkles on their faces, as if covered with a thin layer of silver sand.

And under the colossus, there is a tall floor-to-ceiling window, its surface is made of colorful stained glass windows, on which a knight holding a holy sword is depicted. Above him, in the center surrounded by thousands of warships, is a roaring lion and, in its mouth, a double-winged holy sword.

The distant starlight shines through the glass window into the dark church behind. It is quiet and deserted here. The statues and stone walls are buried in the shadows. Only a small area in front of the window is in the light. He is also in the light.

A person, an Astarte, stands under the window. He looks up at the dark Milky Way outside the window. Thousands of cannons stand in front of him, pointing to the depths of darkness like spears and swords.

He stands there, wearing a knight's sword at his waist, and the power armor he wears is bathed in starlight. On the shoulders of the armor, under the white battle robe, the emblem of the regiment, the double-winged holy sword, is also flashing cold light on the surface, just like the church itself. Cold and silent.

The echo of footsteps sounded at the far end of the hall, gradually getting closer and closer. The sound echoed in the hall from the place that seemed to be darkness itself. Finally, a hooded Astarte appeared behind him. The warrior wore the same power armor as him and carried the same sword.

"Lord Azrael, I bring disturbing news." The hooded Astartes stepped forward and stopped behind Azrael, who turned his head slightly to look at him, "What is it? Mortis, what kind of news?"

"Luther disappeared, sir, he disappeared from the black cell, evaporated from the world, without a trace." Mortis said, Azrael immediately turned around, frowned and stared at him, although he was still very young as a chapter leader, but he was still full of majesty, even in front of the veterans of the chapter, no one would question his authority.

"He disappeared?" "Yes, sir, he disappeared. When the inner ring patrolled the black cell today, nothing was found in his cell. He disappeared." "He disappeared."

Azrael repeated, walking from the window to the Emperor's shrine, he stood there majestically, most of his body was shrouded in darkness, only a small part of the lower end of his body was revealed under the light of the candle.

Luther, the source of all the shame of the Chapter, disappeared. Azrael knew what this meant. He couldn't just leave the Rock and disappear with those secrets.

Azrael looked up at the statue, staring into the eyes of the Emperor in the dark. He stood there, looking down with his golden face in the shadows. The Lord of Mankind stood in the darkness, as if he was really there.

"My Lord, the Dark Watchers brought news. Before Luther disappeared, he repeated a sentence over and over again."

"What is it?"

"With the coming of the angels, the Age of Kings will reappear. The lions are waiting to be awakened. The Sword of the King will awaken with a roar, and the Lion King will rise."

Azrael fell silent. He stood in front of the Emperor's shrine, looking up at the Emperor's face looking down in the darkness. The fire on his face was dancing, "Where is Azmodai?" "Vigilant Star, he captured a group of fallen angels there and is taking them back."

"Order Azmodai to abandon the mission, hand over the fallen angel to the accompanying inner circle members, and immediately find Luther. Bring him back at all costs. What he knows cannot be known to outsiders."

"Yes, sir." "Send all the inner circle members, the first company, the second company, and all the chapter priests to find him and bring him back."

Mortis bowed slightly, then turned and retreated into the darkness. Azrael looked at the man who disappeared into the darkness. He raised his head slightly and looked up at the Emperor's statue illuminated by the fire.

He took a candle from the candlestick beside him, lit it with another candle, and inserted the new candle at the foot of the Emperor's statue. Between the candles, under the candlelight, the winged helmet of the Lion King himself swayed in the firelight.

Azrael picked up the helmet and turned away. He left the Emperor's statue and walked into the darkness. He put on the lion's helmet, and the roaring lion's face flickered in the dim firelight.

Only the Emperor's statue was still there, staring at everything that was about to happen. The Lord of Mankind stood in the only light in the endless darkness.