Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

Chapter 35 Imperial Frontier: The Rally of Blasphemy

Vito has always disliked wearing monk's robes. To be honest, Vito has never understood why religious believers like to make it so uncomfortable, as if asceticism can really make the gods they believe in look at them. Is this torture trick interesting? ?

Although Vito doesn't like the orgies like those of the sadomasochists. To be honest, although it is fun, it is completely life-consuming. Your body and soul will be devoured in the orgies again and again. Literally, you are exchanging your life for happiness. , so yes, Vito isn't about to commit his life to some god just yet.

Vito walked in a long diamond-shaped corridor, surrounded by steel support structures. Those thick mechanical creations supported this edge corner deep underground, forgotten by the empire and human civilization.

Countless candles and prayer ribbons can be seen everywhere here, and shrines and the Lord of the Redeemer are scattered everywhere. Vito walks here. In the entrance corridor of this ancient underground metal temple, he is surrounded by several people wearing the same clothes. Monks in robes hold hanging banners and swaying incense burners.

The jingling bells and rhythmic religious melody were always in his ears. This group of pilgrims was passing through the corridor. Vito looked at them with his peripheral vision vigilantly. There was no need to make any guesses. These were taller than ordinary people. Strong and burly people are those infected with the Tyranid gene.

There are even two purebreds among them. Even if they are wearing robes, their body structures that are obviously different from humans are still too obvious.

Vito was surrounded by this procession of pilgrims and walked through the long corridor. They left the corridor at the end and entered the main part of this huge underground building.

Vito looked around with slight surprise. This was an extremely majestic, wide and huge underground temple. There were layers of corridors and platforms above his head, all around and even below, and there were countless planes and colonnades. Full of believers.

Among them are humans, gene stealers, and even purebreds who are obviously the second generation and are about to return to their ancestors. These people stand together without distinguishing each other. Obviously, scarlet pigment has caused neurosis among human believers. Changes, they also began to be unable to recognize the nightmares and nightmares in front of them like the Tyranids infected.

They stay together with these terrible monsters, and they are in love with each other. Humans and these monsters cheer and praise the gods loudly. This irrational combination is everywhere here.

The pilgrim team walked on a main road, with both sides on the ground slightly lower than the street. Countless believers waved their arms together with the Tyranid monsters, and their voices turned into an extremely violent celebration ceremony, with various Various sounds are drawn together, some of which can still be heard as human beings, while others are completely unrecognizable.

Vito looked to the other side. At the end of the road was a huge platform carved out and fitted into the wall suspended above the abyss. In the shrine on the platform, there was a magnificent statue and a golden statue. Statue of the Tyranids.

The prototype of the statue, the nightmare-like creature, sat cross-legged under it. The four-meter-tall monster sat cross-legged on a shining golden table, with a strong and giant head covered with fangs, and a curled The slender tongue was coiled in his mouth, and four terrifying claws capable of cutting through power armor were carried around at will, but Vito knew that as long as this creature was willing, it could launch at lightning speed. The harvest carnival of life.

There are also this kind of guards around the Tyranid ancestors, who are purebred gene stealers. They are wearing some kind of armor and crawling on the ground with sharp claws and strong limbs, like a group of evil wolves that are ready to attack.

Next to the ancestor, the archbishop of the Genestealer Order was standing there, holding his scepter high and slamming it on the ground. The bells like the big bell of the church echoed in the entire hall, and in an instant, everything The noise was suppressed.

All the believers looked over, looking at the absolute core here.

Vito and the pilgrim team also arrived at the key point. He came to the ancestor and the archbishop. The pilgrims spread out around, unfolding the flags and arcs to face the believers below.

"Brothers! Sisters! We will welcome a new savior here today!" The Archbishop raised his spiritual staff and shouted loudly. Obviously, his voice was effectively amplified through spiritual energy and did not require any external connection. The device can then be easily transported everywhere.

"Our archangel will bring us new salvation!" The archbishop said, motioning everyone to look at the ancestor. The huge Tyran monster raised its body, and it raised its two claws. The razor-like The sharp claws reflected a cold light.

In response to it, there was a burst of fanatical cheers. People and non-people in the audience shouted wildly together, and there was an endless stream of chaotic praises. The archbishop watched with satisfaction as the believers in the audience signaled for silence. What was surprising was that this group of fanatics Now that the lunatics have really calmed down.

Obviously, he affected the existence of these Tyranid nodes through psionic induction. As shown in the information obtained by Vito, the effect of scarlet pigment is indeed very good.

Vito glanced aside, and Henry was here too. He was standing on the edge with a group of senior leaders, but it seemed that Henry was more sane than they looked, and did not yell or show crazy reactions. .

On the contrary, he looked at the ancestor with a trace of entanglement and contradiction in his eyes. Hmm, that's really interesting.

Vito looked back at the ancestor, and the huge monster also looked at him. Its bloody mouth opened and closed slightly in front of Vito, and many of the gold decorations hanging on its body also swayed.

"The great ancestor has received the will of the gods! They, our salvation is about to come! God's heavenly soldiers will come from the other side of the star sea! We are about to complete the road to salvation!" the bishop shouted with a passionate voice, and What responded to him was even more intense and crazy cheers.

The believers were shouting hysterically, and the most fanatical atmosphere enveloped everything. When the news that the gods were about to arrive reached their ears, the feeling seemed to be a release of pheromones, driven like the wild instinct of a beast. These lunatics.

Vito is very sure that this kind of pheromone is released through the highest Tyran node creature present. At this moment, it is obviously the bishop, and the other one who can be is the patriarch. Well, the Tyran system is really interesting, isn't it? ? You don’t need to persuade, understand, or even give orders, you just need to use emotional resonance to stimulate the instincts of the subordinates present.

As before, the bishop did not need to make any shouts, he just raised a hand to persuade, and the enthusiastic audience below fell silent at an unbelievable speed, even Vito.

"And today, we will welcome a brother, Brother Vito Constantine." The bishop said and pointed to Vito, who raised his arms like the victor of ancient Terra and greeted a burst of cheers and applause from the audience. .

"We will welcome him, as our brother, to embark on the final salvation with us." The bishop said, raising his scepter and looking at the ancestor, with a look that can be called pious, "Our God! Our guide ! Give him enlightenment!”

The ancestor opened his mouth slightly, and his long and curved tongue stuck out. The sharp injection mouthpiece at the end dripped drops of viscous liquid. This was the method used to maximize genetic infection. The first person on this planet This is how the Tyranids were born.

"Go forward, brother, accept your blessing." The bishop said happily. Vito looked at the ancestor and then looked at the purebred gene stealers on both sides with his peripheral vision. After a moment of thinking, he moved forward. After a few steps, he arrived in front of the huge monster.

The patriarch's mouthpiece gradually came closer to Vito's chest. Everyone looked here, looking at the ancestor who was about to complete the injection and infection. He could inject the infection into Vito's chest in a short time. Assimilate him.

Vito looked at the injection mouthpiece that was getting closer and closer. It was getting closer and closer, and he could almost feel its temperature. Vito raised his eyes and looked at the patriarch, looking at those bright eyes.

An explosion sounded, and a violent explosion exploded in a corner of the hall. The violent explosion attracted the attention of all the believers, bishops and others. Countless laser beams and bullets burst out in the thick fog. .

Countless believers were massacred and fell to the ground immediately. A group of people armed with various weapons rushed in from the thick smoke. The leader held a bolt gun and blasted the nearest believer's head with one shot. " Kill all these pious bastards!"

Mal Hammer yelled as his men and the boys from the Syndicate were filing in, applying destructive firepower to these people. Among them was Marshall, who rushed into the battlefield with a laser gun. He looked in the direction of Vito and nodded slightly.

The Bishop turned his head and was about to say something, but all he saw was a flash of plasma lightning, which came from the muzzle of the plasma gun in Vito's wrist. He looked at the Bishop with a smile.

"It's on time, right?" Vito's smile hung on his face, and the plasma lightning struck its target happily.

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