Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

The light of the street lamp shone brightly on the dark power armor. In the roaring Yue Lang's mouth, the eye-shaped gems sparkled. If he were a loyal citizen of the empire, he would have shouted out those two words by now. , "Traitor!"

The two were wearing pitch-black power armor. From all angles, they looked like the traitors of the Black Legion. It cannot be said that they were somewhat similar. It could only be said that the two identical people were standing on a high platform under the moonlight. They stood side by side in the drainage pipe. And the top of the water flow of the drainage valve, looking at the half-high tower building sitting on the edge of the cliff in front.

"Good evening, you two. How about one?" Vito said and walked up. The two Space Marines took a few steps to both sides. He walked from the middle to the edge of the drain valve platform with a cigarette in his mouth and looked at He glanced at the cigarette case in his hand and shrugged, "Sorry, you may not be able to smoke. You know, the size of this cigarette, I think you will lose it in half a puff. Speaking of which, are there any cigarettes for the Space Marines?"

"I don't know, no." "Those people really missed out on a lot of fun, unlike the people in that building, where is Slaanesh's territory?" Vito spoke with a cigarette in his mouth, and sparks accompanied the smoke. Floating around his mouth, Sexos nodded and pointed to the spire building on the cliff, "It's right here. We asked about it from the Chaos believers. The altar is also here."

"Oh? Which sect?" Vito asked curiously, with a mischievous smile, "Khorne followers, when they saw us, they thought we were here to help them, so they happily told us what happened here. But if you want to go in, I'm afraid you have to wait a few days. We haven't established a line with the Slaanesh followers yet. You know, the Black Legion has been communicating with Slaanesh."

"She thinks your Abaddon is a stupid pig, yes, I know, she told me several times." Vito said, taking off the cigarette butt, then throwing it on the ground and crushing it, "I went in. "

"How to get in? Fight in?" Loken asked in surprise, but Vito had already left. "I don't really intend to help Khorne's people. Killing heads only makes him happy. I have other ways. ”

Vito said without any specific explanation. He only left the two confused Space Marines looking at each other. Vito had also walked down. He walked down the stairs next to the drainage platform and reached the waterfall. Amidst the rumbling sounds, he walked along the night streets and arrived in front of the tall tower building.

Under the eaves behind the arch and the garden in front of the door, two Slaanesh followers at the entrance immediately spotted him. They frowned and rushed forward from the entrance, blocking Vito at the door.

"You can't go in, only those who are invited." One of them said. Like most of the followers of Slaanesh that Vito had met, he was dressed in elegant and exaggerated purple clothes with gold embroidery on the cuffs and hair on his head. Her silver hair was styled with hairspray.

"It just so happens that I am indeed qualified to go in. I know your boss." Vito said with a smile, while the believer guard snorted with disdain and raised his head to look at him, "Stop farting here, get out. , unless you want us to beat you up."

Vito didn't move. Another guard came closer and raised his fist. "Don't you understand? Or do you want us to fuck you?"

"If your boss knew that you drove me away, how would he deal with you two?" Vito said with a smile. The guard stopped his fists and looked at him blankly. He continued to smile and said, " I'm here to do something for Mr. Valkham. Your boss is waiting for his goods. If he doesn't get it, even if he magnanimously forgives you, it's not necessarily the case for his guests. Forgiveness is never the case. Isn’t that characteristic of followers of Slaanesh?”

Vito had that mysterious smile on his face. The guard looked at him and hesitated. The purple-clothed companion behind him snorted and walked up, "Forget it, let him go in. There are many of us anyway. If he wants to cause trouble."

"There won't be any trouble, at least not for you, now?" "Humph, Wacker! Someone is looking for the boss, take him to see the Baron!" The doorman shouted to the entrance behind him, and immediately someone left He came out, well dressed, wearing a purple tuxedo with gold threads on the cuffs.

Vito looked at him and smiled, nodded and thanked the guard in front of him, and then walked over. The latter looked at Vito with his arms folded, "Be careful, don't think about petty theft." "You think I am. who?"

Vito said as he walked up the short stairs and came to the door and nodded to the man in the tuxedo. The latter also nodded slightly, then waved his hand for him to follow, and Vito followed him into the tower. , as soon as I entered, I smelled a strong smell of smoke, and the pungent smell of wine mixed with some kind of powder.

Vito looked at the dance floor on the side. Behind the door was the activity center of the entire building. Seats and booths surrounded the dance floor. There were young men and women having fun everywhere. Most of them were dressed decently, but the entertainment Activities are not decent at all. They release various human desires here.

From the simple, to the outrageous, to the crazy, carnality, gluttony, and rage are all here, and there are hysterical whispers everywhere. Vito walks by and looks at them with his hands behind his back, his eyes changing from one to another. The place where hallucinogens, psychedelic hookah and various recreational products were swept.

He quickly tilted his head and looked at a not-so-young man having fun with a young boy on a seat. Vito stopped and looked at him, "Is that... the steward of the Governor's Palace? I remember His name is Newels. It’s funny. I wonder if the Governor knows he’s here.”

Vito said with a smile, turned around and saw Wacker waiting for him at the end, and then walked up with a smile, straightening his collar as he walked, "Tonight is really fruitful."

Vito walked in from the door opened by Wacker. This was an office behind the dance floor, with huge grid windows and towering bookshelves on the second floor. However, Vito suspected that the owner here kept these books. , is it mostly used for viewing or used as a mat?

In the corner of the office, there is an oversized desk. There are indeed a lot of books on it, but on the books are food, meat, vegetables, meat and vegetables, which almost include most of the food types that humans currently have, and The most eye-catching thing is the oversized roast suckling pig placed in the center of the table.

And behind the pig, there was a man sitting. Well, okay, Vito thought, he might not be much different from the pig. The bloated man was sitting on an equally wide chair, with several pure wires underneath. It is supported by a solid wooden frame so that it can support his weight.

The fat man was holding a meaty leg in his hand, but it only existed for a moment and disappeared from his mouth almost immediately. The man looked over and asked, "Wack, who is that?"

Wack made some gestures, which interested Vito, and then the pig said, "Don't mind, Wack is mute. He can only talk to me in sign language, but his loyalty is better than any other." Everyone needs to be reliable, so sit down.”

Vito sat down opposite him. The "Pig" threw away the remaining bones in his hands and threw them on the table in front of him. Vito guessed correctly, these books were indeed used as trays. "You were sent by Mr. Valkham?" "It seems that he told you. It's really interesting that such a short sign language can express such rich meanings." "It's not surprising, after all, Mr. Valkham today The night is indeed coming, but why didn't he come? "Mr. Valkham was unable to come because of something. He asked me to deal with the hallucinogenic wine."

The pig fell silent, and he snorted, his voice sounding very low, almost like the roasted suckling pig in front of him when he was alive, "It seems that Mr. Valkham trusts you, but I don't know you. What's your name?" "Vito." "Well, it's a good name. Did he tell you what my name is?" "Maybe, maybe not, but it doesn't matter. Mr. Valkham doesn't want me to remember it too much." If there are too many people, just the business he explains is enough. If you know too much, it will be easy for you to lose, isn't it? "

Vito smiled and spread his hands, and the pig slightly narrowed his small eyes on his broad face. He then showed a generous smile, "Wise words, I think I should hang up these words, but I hope you don't mind. I'll give Mr. Valkham a call and, you know, be careful."

"I should hang up the same words of wisdom, please do so." Vito smiled confidently, without any hint of timidity, and crossed his legs, as if he was really sent by Valkham, staring at him like a pig. She stared at him for a moment, then moved her phone dial with her fat fingers.

Vito leaned back in his chair and looked around the room. "I'm curious, if this place is attacked, can you guarantee safety? I heard that the followers of Khorne believe that the altar of the Lady of Joy is here."

"It seems that you are still a well-informed person, Mr. Vito, but don't worry, those idiots of the Blood God will not threaten the altar. They may be able to defeat my men, but they cannot defeat me, because I have already obtained Blessings from Lady Joy.”

Piggy said in a show-off manner, while Vito tilted his head slightly and smiled, "Of course, sir, I don't doubt it." As he spoke, he saw a huge iron key on Piggy's body, which was on a chain. Hanging on his chest, sliding back and forth between the fat.

While he was talking, his phone went through, and Zhuang put the phone to his ear, "Walkem, right? I want to ask you, did you send a gentleman named Vito to my place to do things on your behalf?" ?”

A vague answer came from the other side of the phone. Vito couldn't hear it clearly, but he could tell what was said from his expression. Piggy stared back and saw Vito's smiling face, "Wack !catch him!"

After Zhuang said that, Secretary Wacker, who was at the door, immediately pulled out a gun from his tuxedo coat, but as soon as he raised it, it was knocked away by an invisible force and hit the bookshelf. All the books on the front wall were smashed. He came down and submerged Wack underneath. The pig yelled when he saw this, and suddenly jumped down from the chair with an extremely agile posture, swinging his fat arm to hit Vito.

The thick arm was thicker than that of the Ogryn ape-man, and the strength should be the same, but the hand suddenly stopped before hitting Vito's head. The pig looked at his eyes that were shining with dark golden light, and said There's that smile on the face.

"Guard! Kill him." Before he could say the word "kill", Vito's eyes flashed, and his arm was immediately twisted over. The pig screamed, and then was suddenly knocked into the wall. When he looked up, he saw the golden eyes sitting on the chair, and then he felt a fist hit his face.

The pig fainted, and his fat body collapsed on the ground, as if someone had knocked over a plate of jelly. Vito stood up, walked around the table with his hands behind his back, and the table full of food came to him, reaching for it. When he turned the key, he stopped in front of the greasy neck.

Vito stood up, retracted his hand, his eyes flickered again, the key chain around the pig's neck broke, and the key flew into Vito's hand, "Thank you, and you should thank me for not killing him." about you."

As he spoke, he tossed the key and turned around in the study. After wandering around, he came to the bookshelf and passed over the greasy books on it. Then his eyes stopped on a dry book. On a clean book.

Vito tilted his head slightly and reached out to touch the book. Sure enough, the whole wall immediately moved. A wall was exposed behind the bookshelf, and there was a keyhole on the wall. Vito threw up the key in his hand. He inserted it into the keyhole, and after turning it slightly, a roar came from the lock.

Dust fell from both ends of the bookshelf, and then the wall opened back. Vito stood on the edge of the dark and endless stairs and looked down. He turned to look at the unconscious pig lying on the ground behind him, straightened his collar, and then Walked down.