Warhammer Inquisitor Chapter 63

  Chapter 63 End Yan Era: Endless. Traasin

"I didn't expect you to appear here, my friend." Traasin said, still looking at the cube in his hand, he held up the tetragonal crystal that shone with green light in front of him, and the eyes that were completely composed of luminescent conductors Gazing at the Rubik's Cube.

  Vito looked around at the display stands around Talasin. Items were suspended on these black island stands, and there were many exhibits that could be seen to be of great value even if they had never seen a Necromancer creation.

The judge's foot kicked on the arm of the fallen Necromancer, and all the light on his body disappeared. Even people who don't understand mechanics can see that he is completely dead, and he must be repaired. It will be very troublesome, very very troublesome, after all, a big hole has been blasted in its entire chest, and there are not many parts left.

  A Necromancer construct flew behind Vito, and he shoved it aside to make way for the construct. The levitating beetle flew to Trasim and whispered something.

  The Infinity looked up at Vito jokingly, tapping slightly with the steel staff in his hand, "Ah, it looks like you're going to destroy this planet, right? My little birds saw your warship in orbit around the planet."

  Vito smiled and stepped over the warrior's corpse, "Yes, I'm here to deal with the mess on this planet, but you may not believe it, but it's actually an additional task, and I'm mainly here to find you."

Traasin turned around curiously. He was still holding the Rubik's Cube and looked at Vito with interest. The huge bulge behind him seemed so bloated. From the perspective of ordinary people, that part was meaningless and would only Just hinder its action.

But Vito knew that there was a whole miniature converter in the bulge of Traasin's back, and he could use that thing to teleport anywhere, so as to avoid any pursuit, assassination or even a world-class blow, so the old thief now You can also sneak around here.

Thinking about it, Vito walked in front of Trasim. He raised his head to look at the undead who was much taller than him, and then looked at the shining Rubik's Cube, "What did you "borrow" so hard? "

"Ah, this is a Rubik's Cube." "Of course I know it's a Rubik's Cube. Don't you have too many things like this? When we met last time, you used this thing to catch a Catachan demon, right? What did you do with that monster, throw it in the zoo?"

   "No, I found that I don't like that creature very much. I already have some samples of Tyranids, so the creature is of little value."

  Tarasin looked at the humans in front of him with twinkling eyes as he spoke, and tapped his fingers lightly on the Rubik's Cube, ticking, ticking, very rhythmic.

"I sent more than ten samples of them to Orikan. I believe he will enjoy a "wonderful" hunting activity. It also allows him to have some new activities and activities besides studying the stars and the laws of subspace. pleasure."

Vito laughed helplessly. He looked around at several islands and found that there were many necromancers lying around Trasim. Almost all of them were smashed to pieces by the deadly firepower. arm.

"I think Astrologer. Aurikan will be... very touching old man, so what's unique about your Rubik's Cube?" Vito asked. The official looked at the countless weird lenses in the Rubik's Cube, and the refracting planes projected each other like mirrors. Countless rays of light and mirror images were intertwined to form a weird maze.

   "It's a prison, right?" Vito responded, and Traasin laughed with a wacky mechanical laugh, "I'd rather be a 'theater'

Traasin picked up the Rubik's Cube and looked at it, appreciating the treasure in his hands with green flashing eyes, "This is a sub-universe generation device, it can create a miniature universe, although it can only create a small part, But it still has unlimited potential."

   "It can create a cyclic world, reincarnation and cycle again and again, and each reincarnation will have some unexpected changes, which makes people... full of surprises."

Vito raised his eyebrows and looked at the Rubik's Cube with his hands in his arms, "So you plan to send some unlucky people into it, and then show you an infinite number of "movies" for you to watch enough? And every time there will be some Transform."

Traasin smiled and looked down at the judge, he suspended the long staff on one side, pointed at Vito with his iron fingers slightly raised, "You are a wise man, my friend, you are absolutely right, and I may have already Some candidates."

  Vito sighed helplessly, he looked into the eyes of his "old" friend "Won't they find out? Find themselves in an infinite loop?"

   "Their memories will be cleared, and after each reincarnation, they will continue to take risks and challenges again and again."

"Memory is like this. Whether it is the memory of flesh and blood or the memory of machinery, it is just a flow of information. As long as we make a small adjustment and change to it, what amazing creations can we create?" Amazing story."

Traasin stretched out his hand to Vito, like an old friend, his eyes flickering with laughter, "How long have we not seen each other? My old friend, if you want, please tell me you How do you know I'm here?"

  Vito also smiled and held the cold iron hand, its arm was hard and uncomfortable like ice.

Most of the undead are like this. Thousands of years ago, their emotions disappeared along with their bodies. All thoughts were formatted and obliterated by the master control system. Almost all of them became pure steel walking corpses. The meaning of its existence is only to harvest life and endless conquest.

  Even among the nobles, the Pope and the technicians, even though they retained their own thoughts, they have become ferocious, paranoid and crazy under the passage of thousands of years and program updates.

   Vito still remembers those skinners from the Orphic War, the crazy and twisted screaming souls, they can no longer be called "he", but pure "it"

   But Traasin is not. Vito doesn't know how this iron **** retains his thoughts and emotions, but there is indeed a "passionate" soul in this steel body, the passionate soul of data? Well, it's still weird.

"Aldalad told me, he said you'd tell me where to find a necromancer." "Ah, treasure, I think I'd be interested." "No, Traasin, that's mine , at least until I finish Adalad's prophecy."

  Tarasin shrugged his shoulders as if discouraged, and had to say that the emotion expressed from the undead was very strange, "It's a pity, I hope Edalad, our old friend of the Riddler, didn't have a long prophecy."

   "I hope so too, do you know what that **** **** is doing recently?" Vito asked curiously, letting go of the undead's iron hand, and Traasin's laughter resounded with flashes of light.

   "Didn't you ask your Lilith?" "Now I'm asking you."

   "I heard that he is collecting some prophet's soul crystals, but I really don't know what he is going to do, what about you, old friend." "No, I don't know, at least for now."

  Vito lowered his head and thought about what Adalad was going to do. That magic stick definitely had some plans, but he obviously didn't tell himself and Trasim, he just appeared out of the blue and drove everyone to do such a broken prophecy.

   Really Eldar style.

"Now let's get back to the topic, what did Adalad ask you to find?" Traasin said, reaching out and taking out a sword from an island, a silver-white long sword, which obviously belonged to the spirit. family, maybe the spoils of this dynasty's emperor in past wars?

  Vito looked at the long sword painted with the wings of a phoenix. The eyes of the phoenix shone like the sun, and the crystal embedded in it burned billowing flames.

"The prophecy of the magic stick said that a necromancer creature needs to be found. He called that thing the "Jade of the Old". On the planet of Wacker Lias."

  Tarasin laughed when he said the name, his voice was full of sarcasm, "Their names are really weird, aren't they? We call that planet Lahmia, which means the city of knowledge."

   "Very well, it seems that you know where the "knowledge" is in that ghost place?" "It is indeed a ghost place. According to your definition, the subspace is full of ghosts."

  Vito was stunned, and then he held his forehead helplessly, "The Emperor is above. Is the planet in the Great Rift?"

"After the Battle of Heaven, the Eldar took over many of our planets as their domains and domains, and it's a pity that after they finally awakened Slaanesh and yours. I don't call her your "lovers" Is there a problem?"

   "I don't think this is a problem that needs to be tangled up now, Traasin."

  Necromancer's weird laugh laughed again, this time full of amused meaning, but luckily he continued.

   "During the Great Fall, which is what you humans call the Eye of Terror opened, most of the Eldar's ancient empire was swallowed up, and Lahmia was among them."

  Tarasin's mechanical fingers danced in the air and said, his eyes flickered so that the dark carapace on his face lit up, and a little green light reflected on the surface, and the light flickered and then completely dimmed, as if it were a black hole.

"You need to go into the Eye of Terror and find the "Old Jade" between demons and demons. Unfortunately, I don't know what Eldarard's magic stick is talking about, so you have to work hard to get in Look for."

   "But I believe, my friend, that you also have a friend in the warp who can help you, a... powerful friend."

  Vito always felt ironic looking at those eyes without pupils, even if this kind of emotion was so funny on the undead.

   "Judge, are you okay?" Bell's voice said from outside the iron gate, Vito looked towards the gate and walked quickly, squatting down and sticking to the gate to listen to the sound from the other side.

   "I'm fine, how about you?"

  Beside the door, Bell also leaned against the door leaf. He stood among the wreckage of the undead with a bolt gun in one hand. "We're fine. The undead have been repulsed, at least for the time being."

  Bell looked behind him, Lancelot was stabbing a necromancer who had not yet "dead" with his sword, and then looked at Olaf who was sitting aside with a bad expression.

   "The old wolf was injured, I have dealt with it, but the situation is not very good."

   "No, I'm fine." Olaf stood up stubbornly and strode to the door. He leaned on the door and said loudly, as if he wanted to prove something.

  Bell wanted to say something but Olaf glared at him and scolded him. He looked at the dark door panel, "We will continue the mission, Judge, the phase position generator is just ahead, and we will destroy that thing."

  Vito's voice fell silent for a moment, "Are you sure you're okay?" "As I said, I can still fight for my whole father for a long time, Vito."

   "Very good." Vito said on the side of the door, and then turned his head to look at Traasin who came almost silently. He seemed to lower his voice just to let Vito hear.

   "I suggest that they go to the third door on the left side of the hall. There is an abandoned tomb mausoleum. All the members of the dead spirits have awakened. I don't think anyone will stop them there."

Vito looked at the **** Traasin and smiled, and then stuck it on the gate, "Old wolf, take them to the third gate on the left side of the hall, all the dead spirits there have awakened to go to the oil man, no There's going to be a big problem."

"How do you know?" Ragnar's voice asked, "We only have less than an hour. We'll talk about this kind of problem later. Now go and blow up that junk! I'll find a way to meet you at Thunderhawk. "

   "Understood, Inquisitor." "The Emperor bless you." "The All-Father bless you."

  Vito stood up hearing the sound of footsteps going away from the door. He looked at Trasim and straightened his collar, "I should go."

   "Of course, but take this before you go." The Endless One handed a small crescent-shaped object to Vito, and the latter naturally took it.

  The judge looked at the thing in his hand. A small green crystal was inlaid on the black object, a typical creation of the dead.

   "What? Bomb?"

   "No, dear Vito, I'll give you the singularity bomb if I want you to blow up something that creates a black hole."

   "No, it's not a bomb, it's a communicator, I think you'll need to contact me in the near future, and then you can use it to contact me instead of "blowing up" a tomb world."

  Tarasin looked at the Rubik's Cube beside him and smiled with satisfaction, "Although I am very satisfied that this place was blown up, so that everything that disappeared here can be regarded as an accident."

  Vito also burst out laughing and put the crescent communicator into his arms, "You old bastard." "You too, dear friend, see you next time."

   "See you next time."

  Tarasin opened the door as he said that, and opened the door with a slight lift of his finger. Vito walked out and looked around the tragedy in the hall, then smiled and rushed towards the hangar.

  Tarasin looked at the Eldar sword in his hand, and then looked at the treasures in the entire exhibition hall and let out a sly laugh.

  (end of this chapter)

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