Warhammer Inquisitor Chapter 445

  Chapter 445 Age of Legion: Chapter 28 Foreign Guests

   Have you ever been to Barr? No? Then you are really lucky, this is not a place suitable for sightseeing, although you are the heir of the emperor, Sanguinius is widely respected in the empire and second only to the emperor in popularity, and second only to the emperor in popularity The homeland, but it is not a famous place of pilgrimage like the hometown of other Primarchs.

Why? Wow, you see, Macragge can become a holy place of pilgrimage because the environment of Macragge is indeed very suitable for traveling. Even if it is not for pilgrimage, simply traveling is a good choice, especially in March every year. In the early spring, the flowers bloom along the Tiber River, the endless green meadows and forests extend to the horizon, and the mirror-like lakes are located at the foot of every mountain.

The weather is also good, the sun is neither dazzling nor hot, and the whole world is like a paradise under the breeze, not to mention the excellent management ability of the Ultramarines, which makes the city of Macragge beautiful and complete, and all the infrastructure Everything is available and is being improved and upgraded all the time.

The prosperous bazaar is also becoming more and more prosperous with the cooperation of Macragge as an important first trading port in the Far East and the strong productivity of the planet itself. You can buy anything you want on the streets, all kinds of rare Treasures can be found in Macragge, plentiful food, and healthy and pure drinking water. The residents here are hospitable and morally high. It is a literal paradise.

But also as the home of the Primarch, then Baal is the mirror image of Macragge, the desolate and barren desert of the dead, and the sun that can blind people's eyes at a glance, not to mention the high intensity that fills here Radiated, only the Baal people who lived here in the era can survive under the poisonous sun, others, believe me, your skin will start to burn hot when you stand here for a few seconds.

This ghostly place is completely unsuitable for visiting, let alone pilgrimage. As long as the pilgrimage group of the state religion boards the surface of Baal, I guess before they reach the gate of the monastery in the Angel Fortress, they will all have turned into barbecues, and they are full of harmful radiation. , the kind that cannot be eaten.

Most of the places on Baal are not suitable for visiting. Anything in its crimson plain will try to kill you, except here for the time being, Angel Fortress, the monastery headquarters of the Holy Snow Angel, surrounded by high walls and located countless Great sanctuaries and temples built in ancient times when Sanguinius was still alive.

They are all magnificent, holy and pure, full of beautiful stained windows, exquisite statues and wide chapels, the ground is covered with white marble, countless such gorgeous buildings form the main body of the monastery, profound It shows Sanguinius' own understanding of beauty.

   It is said that even Fulgan reluctantly praised him when he saw it. You know, considering Fulgrim's personality, as well as his jealousy and competitiveness with Sanguinius, it is a miracle that he can make him praise.

  So if you want to come to Barr, I suggest that you land here directly by boat, and come inside the monastery, so that you can enjoy the statues and murals here safely, ah, of course, not now.

Pastor Rafael walked through the street. He looked around. The once magnificent cathedral and monastery had become ruins. Both sides of the street were piled up with collapsed building rubble, and the exquisite statues were submerged in the Among them, only half of the beautiful female statue he passed by was still outside.

The rest of her was also shattered, only the head and half of the shoulders were still intact, the rest had become part of the debris, her coiled hair and porcelain-like white face leaned against the stone pile , pouring downward.

  Raphael passed by him. He was not wearing a helmet. After all, his helmet had fallen somewhere when he blew the horn before, so he faced the world with a straight face for the first time in his life.

It was a pure Baal face, with pale skin and lips, and red halos in the eyes. Under the thin face, sharp fangs could be seen faintly in the mouth, like some kind of bat or beast. .

   But this is one of the secrets of the Blood Angels, don't look at me like that, okay? Do you know any little secrets? Remember to stay away from the Dark Angels, and the Space Wolves, and indeed all Chapters.

Raphael stopped in his tracks. He turned his head to look at the corpse of the Tyranid Zerg lying on the ground. The body of the beast was split in two, and the eye-catching bomb marks tore its body apart, tearing most of its body apart. It was a mess of fuzzy pulp that spilled over the stained windows by the side of the road.

The window is only half intact, and most of it has been broken. Raphael looked at the angel villain made of stained glass mosaic on the window, and he spread his wings and held the sword with the symbol of the Holy Blood. The blade flew to the sky, the blade pointed straight at the sky, and a vague sound was reflected on the silver-white glass of the sword body.

Raphael looked to the side along the reflection, and he saw Dante, the commander of the battle group standing at the end of the street on the collapsed wall. His armor was very recognizable, with a large number of beautiful gemstones inlaid on it, and golden The embossed patterns are extremely gorgeous, and they are the masterpieces that the best armorsmiths on Baal have spent many years creating.

   During the period, many excellent gem engravers, pattern design masters and polishers participated in it. Together, they created the most beautiful armor, as well as the sword held by Dante.

Raphael looked at the blood-stained holy sword held in the hands of the chapter leader, the smooth blade was covered with blood at the moment, Tyrann's black blood, Raphael knew how it came from, the contribution of those blood The dead are lying on the street, hanging on the rubble, alleys and even broken street lamps on high places.

Raphael walked up, and he glanced at a soldier passing by when he passed the street. He noticed that he was because he was not the Holy Blood Angel, nor the brothers of the sub-group, but from a soldier he had been from before. A member of the warband that has never been seen, he is wearing a blue battle armor, and a U letter surrounded by olive leaf rings is depicted and branded on his shoulders.

   Ultramarines? Raphael couldn't help thinking that, as the Blood Angels, he might not be the most knowledgeable, but he was also one of the chaplains of the war regiment. He had read the entire library of the monastery, or even more than once, and he was familiar with it. Much lore, especially of all the Space Marine Chapters within.

He remembered the imprints, logos, armor coatings, etc. of all the battle groups, but this warrior, the logo and armor model on his body were never seen by Raphael, and he could not find his battle group in his memory. Name, origin and any information.

   Perhaps a ship-based battle group? They have been cruising outside the sight of the people of the empire all year round, and many of them have been forgotten because of this, and disappeared from the records and roster of the empire. Reappearance is also very common.

Raphael looked at the warrior passing by with raglan shoulders. He was taller than Raphael. When he walked in, he realized that this warrior seemed to be different from most space warriors. He was taller, but this soldier was a head taller than him.

And it's not just him, the other foreign fighters around are also the same, they are wearing the same armor and logo painting, holding bolt guns in the surrounding ruins to search and look for the Tyran that slipped through the net, and they will start from time to time A shot or two, and with them the Blood Angels' fighters.

Comparing the two, you can clearly realize the general size of these alien fighters, which is strange. Raphael has never seen such a situation. He knows that some members of the space fighters will be much taller than others. But generally speaking, the height of the Space Marines is about the same, and the difference is not too big. After all, the gene-seeds come from the same relatives of the Emperor.

  But these fighters are different. They are tall, taller than all the blood angels, which makes many people have to raise their heads when they talk to them.

And not only that, their number is also very large, just standing on this street, Raphael roughly counted more than one company, their number completely overwhelmed the original master here, the Holy Blood Angel, just As if they were the inhabitants of Barr.

Raphael walked between the outsiders who stepped on the ruins on both sides. He came to Dante's side with vigilant eyes. The leader of the battle cast a glance at him, and then looked at the monastery below. panoramic.

Raphael stood with Dante. In front of him was the top of the mountain where the main hall of the monastery was located. Below the outer side of the collapsed broken wall were other parts of the fortress. The living areas of the servants towered together, and the buildings made of marble lined up, extending towards the distance.

  Standing at Raphael's position, you can have a panoramic view of the entire fortress, as well as the Barr Plain farther away. The crimson plain is glowing red under the sun, with a luster like blood.

Raphael overlooked the area below, where most of the mortal buildings had collapsed, piles of debris and rubble were everywhere, and there was a place where servants were provided with Sunday prayers, as well as medical and genetic stability checks. Churches and temples are similar.

Most of the gorgeous buildings were reduced to ruins, and the roofs of the better ones were also smashed into several big holes, or the outer walls collapsed, and more foreign fighters stepped on the ruins. Stepped up the rubble with a bolter and peered into the cathedral.

In addition, there are the corpses of mortals. The mutilated corpses are everywhere in the streets below. The outsiders are carrying those corpses, but most of them belong to the blood angels and sub-groups who died in battle. The ranks of the Blood Angels' fallen lay in the plaza below.

Their chaplain of the war regiment was walking on the square that was emptied out to place the remains of the fallen soldiers. The incense burner in his hand was shaking, and the holy water in the other hand was sprinkled on the corpses passing by, chanting words in his mouth Reading scriptures and verses, the servo skulls flew on one side, and they landed in front of the fallen soldiers, using mechanical eyes to quickly scan and record the identity codes of the victims.

  More fighters were moved to the square. Looking at the damaged armor and dead brothers, Raphael felt extremely sad, but he still suppressed his sadness and just let out a long sigh.

"It seems that Tyron has been kicked out of the monastery, and I haven't seen them in the surrounding plains." Raphael looked around the crimson plains, on which he saw tall scarab giants lying down in the distance. The remains of the animal, it fell sideways on the ground, its slender abdomen bent and arched high on the ground.

There is a striking burning hole on its body. Even from such a distance, Raphael can clearly see the smoking cave above. There were even more huge war beasts lying down on the plain, with obvious signs of attack on their bodies.

And Raphael also knew who hit them. He raised his head and looked at the sky above. Four Thunderhawks whizzed by. The other one turned around and flew towards the ground, landing on the specially emptied ruins in front of the cliff below Raphael.

The fighter plane spewed out a raging stream of fire and landed on the ground. The foreign fighters with bolt guns all looked at the Thunderhawk. They went up to communicate with the people in the cockpit, but Raphael couldn't hear them. voice, but the voice of another outsider sounded behind him.

"Master Dante, you are here." The man said and walked up, Raphael turned his head and looked, he saw the soldier in blue armor, the armor on his body was also similar to Dante's. Different, with a large golden chapter emblem carved on its chest, surrounded by olive leaf heads made of emerald gems.

A red battle robe was draped over his shoulders, and the robe was draped over his left shoulder. The beautiful velvet cape hanging down just covered the sword worn by his waist, and the hilt was engraved with a circular U letter, A golden silk thread is wrapped around the hilt, and numerous precious stones are embedded in a straight line on the scabbard.

Raphael looked at the warrior in front of him. The top of his battle helmet was surrounded by a crown of golden osmanthus flowers. The golden branches and leaves spread out in all directions, and the green leaves grew on the branches. He watched through the rose-red glass window under his battle helmet. Looking at Raphael and Dante in front of him.

Raphael cleared his throat, nodded politely and respectfully, "You must be the leader of these noble warriors, please accept my highest and sincere thanks, thank you for your support, without you, I'm afraid Barr It has already fallen."

"This is what we should do, respected pastor." He said and took off the helmet on his head. The blue battle helmet was pressed down and then took off. Raphael looked at it and shook his head. With long blond hair, he raised his blue eyes to look at the two of them. His face was uneven, which was a typical appearance of Macragge residents. This further proved Raphael's conjecture that they were the ultimate Member of the Warrior's Sub-Regiment.

"Dare to ask your name? Dear chapter leader." "Bell Julius Cassius Guilliman." "Hello, dear chapter leader Bell, may I ask what is the name of your chapter?" What? Please forgive my ignorance, I have never seen your battle group logo." "Don't worry about it, we were just formed, called the Warriors of Truth."

   After Raphael was stunned for a moment, he just formed? He remembered that since the cursed founding of the army, the Empire had seldom formed new Starfighter battle groups, and that failed army building left an indelible bad memory for everyone, whether it was for the Starfighters or the high lords. for mortals

   But he said, they are newly formed battle groups? This couldn't help but make Raphael feel an instinctive suspicion. It sounded like a deceptive lie, but the pastor hid his thoughts very well, and did not reveal the slightest obvious sense of doubt.

   "I'm sorry, Chapter Master, I was unaware of a new founding of the Empire."

"Normally, Baal is surrounded by the shadow of the subspace. You haven't received the news of the birth of the Primaris warband, but now you know, and you have suffered heavy casualties, but I believe that there will be Primaris warriors to supplement your regiment soon. .”

   Now Raphael was even more puzzled. These new words were beyond his comprehension. He looked at Bell in surprise, "Original Warrior? Please forgive Chapter Leader, I don't understand what you mean."

"You will understand, I will be happy to introduce the situation to you and the rest of the fighters later, but now I have an order to inform Dante's battle group leader." Bell said and turned to Dante, who said He looked at Bell without saying a word, and Bell nodded respectfully, and he saluted with his iron fist hanging on his chest.

"Chapter Dante, the Supreme Marshal is waiting for you. He summoned you to go." Bell lowered his head and said respectfully. Raphael was quite surprised by the respect he showed as the commander of the chapter, but it's no wonder that Bell, after all, He looked very young, even younger than Raphael, and he must have heard the legend of Dante.

Any space warrior would show the same respect to Dante. He, Calgar, and Logan are the oldest and most accomplished chapter masters in the entire empire. They all lead their respective battle groups. The regiment has accomplished so many feats that it would impress any Space Marine who values ​​honor.

  Dante exchanged glances with Raphael on the side, and then looked at Bell, but it was Raphael who spoke first, "You mean Lord Vito is here too? On Baal?"

"Yes, it was he who led us here. He is waiting for your lord. I suggest you not let him wait too long." Bell raised his head and did not look at Raphael, but looked directly at Dante and said, although He still respects Dante, but Bell, the emissary of the marshal, also shows absolute authority and majesty.

As if what he said was what the emperor said, he stood in front of Dante and Raphael with his head held high, one hand resting on the hilt of his sword, looking at him solemnly, waiting for the chapter leader Dante response.

The latter nodded without much hesitation, and Bell nodded in satisfaction after receiving an affirmative answer, and then he took a step back and waved his arms to the side mountain road exit, "Please follow me, my lord, this way welcome."

Dante nodded slightly, and even after he followed, Raphael naturally started to follow behind the leader of the war group. They followed Bell and entered the mountain path, which is a winding passage on the side of the main mountain of the monastery. Raphael Er walked over it, looking aside to the living area below.

He was quickly attracted by a dull roar, he raised his head and looked at the mountain road aside, a Chimera transport vehicle drove past on the uneven mountain ground, its tracks crushed On the ground, dragging a cart to the foot of the mountain, Raphael looked at the contents of the cart, which was filled with Tyron's corpse.

  The war beasts were piled up crookedly, and the blood flew up as the tires of the trailer hit the stones on the ground, and then swung up. The blood flew out of the truck and splashed on the ground.

Rafael looked at the armored vehicle driving forward, and Bell led the way in front of him. He walked down the mountain road, and a group of foreign fighters came in front of him, carrying explosive bombs. As the guns marched in line, the leading officer turned his head to salute him, and the soldiers behind him also cast their eyes on Bell.

Bell looked at them and saluted in response, and then a large group of soldiers passed by his side. They walked past Raphael in neat steps, their tall bodies passing by his side, and their heavy feet stepped on the ground Very loud.

Raphael's eyes followed a soldier at the end of the line and looked back. He watched vigilantly at the soldiers who passed by. They were heading towards the monastery above. Now there are more outsiders there, far away. more than the Blood Angels.

This made Raphael start to wonder if they were planning to take over the monastery and take everything here for themselves besides helping them drive away Tyron. Several Thunderhawks landed.

They flew out from the top of the mountain path, circled downward and landed on the open space among the ruins below. Raphael followed Bell out of the sloping mountain path. He walked up to the ground below and looked at those few The Thunderhawks that had just landed, their landing gear was put down, and they shook up and down for a while as they landed.

The Thunderhawk landed quickly and smoothly, its hatch opened slowly, and several groups of foreign Astartes warriors came out of it. They stepped down neatly from the hatch, their burly bodies leaning shoulder to shoulder. Close together, the neat queue walked down under the leadership of the sergeant at the head.

The leading sergeant stood at attention and saluted Bell, and immediately moved to the side after the latter nodded. Behind him, the soldiers who walked down the transport plane and then marched to both sides also stopped at the same time. They stood neatly at attention on both sides, all Everyone raised their bolt guns and saluted amidst the clash of armor and arms.

Raphael looked at them vigilantly, and the eyes under the helmet could not help frowning. He stared at the soldiers lined up on both sides in front of him. They lined up at the corner, and the two Raikages behind them also parked on both sides, guarding the Thunderhawk in the center.

The hatch of the fighter plane was open, and the lights illuminated the empty cabin on both sides. Standing in front of the hatch, Bell turned around and signaled to Dante to come in, "Please go up, Mr. Dante, this aircraft Thunder Eagle will lead you to where the Marshal is, and he will be waiting for you there."

  Dante looked at the Thunderhawk and said nothing, but Raphael behind him spoke first. He raised his finger and pointed to the teams lined up on both sides and the Thunderhawk gunboats, "What are these for? Escort?"

"Escort, although Tyrann's hive fleet was wiped out and expelled, and the swarms on the ground were also swept away by our troops, but many of them escaped into the vast plains and mountains of Baal, and are still attacking our Troops, so Lord Dante's transport plane needs guards."

"Can't we let our people come? This is our home world, shouldn't it be so?" Raphael still said in a humble tone, but he was already worried. Everything seemed wrong, not so much an interview , rather than seizure and control.

   "I don't want to hit you, respected pastor, but the current strength of your regiment cannot undertake this task. If I remember correctly, your transport planes have been destroyed, so we will be responsible."

Bell still explained patiently, it seemed that he did not seem to have any bad intentions, and Raphael also wanted to believe him, but under the current circumstances, the Blood Angels Chapter suffered heavy casualties and was almost about to die out. And at this moment, suddenly, a huge new Astartes Chapter arrived at Baal, deploying all its forces on Baal.

Although they said it was to eliminate the threat of Tyrannosaurus, whether they had this idea or not, from a practical point of view, the result was that the entire Blood Angels battle group was emptied, and they were controlled in their monastery. Now, these The Outsiders also told the Chapter Master of the Blood Angels to leave with them.

"Then how about letting our soldiers take your transport plane? Or I will take a few soldiers to accompany the chapter leader." Raphael suggested again, but Bell shook his head without hesitation, "Sorry, respected pastor, The Marshal's order is very clear, Dante must go alone, and he only summoned the commander."

  Bell looked at Dante after he finished speaking, and he raised his hand again to indicate that the commander of the battle group was welcome. The soldiers on both sides also stood at attention, and the steel gun on the chest collided with the breastplate, making a neat roar.

Raphael frowned and looked at Dante. The latter also looked at him and then looked at Bell. He nodded to him and then walked to Thunderhawk's hatch. Raphael behind him wanted to say Something was stopped by Dante raising his hand, so he could only reluctantly choose to keep quiet.

Dante walked up the hatch of the transport plane from Bell's side. After he entered, Bell waved his hand to the cockpit at the nose of the plane. The pilot nodded and sat back in the pilot's seat. He swung quickly. After the switch in front of him, the hatch that Dante had just stepped on rose up and finally closed.

The jet engines on both sides of Lei Ying roared, and the fan blades of the jet ports at the end flapped to the sides and rose up. Raphael watched the soldiers lined up on both sides of Dubell nodded, then turned and stepped into the cabin, they were neatly buried in the cabin, and as the leading officer entered, Lei Ying also quickly closed the cabin and took off.

Bell and Raphael stood on the ground and looked up at the Thunderhawk formation that took off. After they flew up, they turned their direction and the engines rushed towards the side of the collapsed wall of the monastery. Rush straight from the red plain to the distant horizon.

  The three Thunderhawks behind him flew out, and they followed behind in an inverted triangle formation, escorting the leader Thunderhawk to the end of the horizon from behind.

Raphael stared in that direction, and then he looked at Bell in front of him, who turned his head to Raphael and motioned him to follow, "Come on, as the highest member of your battle group currently present, It's up to you to represent your regiment to dock with us, follow up, the captains of several other battle regiments are waiting for us."

Bell said that he walked down the open space among the ruins and walked towards a building in the distance. Raphael turned his head and saw the Gothic steeple church standing among the ruins. It was the street and the whole building. The only building in the area that is still intact.

Although the wall on the side of the church gate collapsed, several low walls collapsed, almost all the glass was broken, and there was a big hole in the roof, but at least it didn't collapse. There was a big hole in the door on the side of the church. The streets were specifically emptied and rubble piled up the sides.

Raphael looked at the cleared small circular square in front of the church door, where there were more foreign warriors standing there, and many of the armor marks and painting were different from what they had seen before. Standing in front of the church and talking, everyone saluted Bell after he arrived.

  Bell also saluted them back, and then he stood in front of the church door, looking at Raphael from the military flags held by the foreign soldiers on both sides, "Follow up, pastor."

  Raphael looked at the foreign warriors and heaved a long sigh. He looked towards the direction of the main monastery behind him and prayed silently, "Blessed by the Holy Blood."

After saying that, he walked towards Bell, and walked towards the church. Behind the door, above the smashed ceiling, and in the prayer hall illuminated by the sun, several warriors dressed in armor different from those of the soldiers beside them The head of the group turned to look at Raphael.

The pastor walked towards them, toward the outsiders, like a young lamb walking into a wolf's den alone. Before entering the street, he looked in the direction of the Thunderhawks in the distance. In the same sunset.

  (end of this chapter)

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