Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

Vito walked under the huge and majestic hall, with the high dome hanging high above his head. It was a majestic heaven made up of countless exquisite murals and carvings. Countless nebulae, the Milky Way and the bright other shore gathered in the huge sky. on top of the dome.

The white marble floor extends under the feet towards the end of the hall. Countless majestic statues are arranged on both sides. Those tall giants are either holding long swords or holding scales in their hands. Giant shields guard the sides like sentinels, facing each other. A broad and huge banner hung down from between the giant soldiers.

Colonnades composed of marble columns line both sides of the hall, arranging towards the magnificent icon at the far end. It is a huge icon of the emperor, an image of the emperor sitting cross-legged on the ground with arms spread out.

Vito, who seemed extremely small compared to all of this, walked through the main hall. He walked past all the giant statues and pillars. When he passed through the main hall of the hundreds of meters long hall, he stood in front of the statue. Turn forward and walk into the side door on one side.

Vito entered a long corridor, a classic church wing corridor. Beyond the white marble and plaster structure was a garden, a beautiful garden shining in the sun.

Butterflies flutter among the bright flowers, and everything is embellished with carefully tended trees and shrubs. They are intertwined and dye the cold church with the vitality of life.

Vito looked at several monks working in the garden. They seemed to be taking care of everything. These people were wearing hoods and their backs were facing the corridor, making it difficult to see their faces.

Vito walked through the long corridor, passing between statues, murals and arches, and then passed a long staircase before finally arriving at his final destination, a brass-colored door.

Vito looked up at the carvings on the brass door, which depicted the light bursting out from the sea of ​​stars. Among the dream-like beautiful nebulae, a huge silhouette emerged from it and descended into the world, all over the ground. It is the joyful believers who welcome the coming of their Redeemer with joy.

It’s really interesting. The composition of this door is obviously an imitation of the Golden Throne, but the emperor has been replaced by the will of Tyranid. I wonder if those in the state religion will have any ideas when they see it.

Several monks stood in front of the brass gate. They were holding scepters and lined up on both sides of the gate, guarding the gate like loyal guards.

Vito looked at them, looking at these monks who were burlier and taller than the others, and had bone carapace on their hands.

"Who are you?" asked the monk in the center of the monks in front of the gate, "Vito Constantine, a soul." "Why are you here?" "Meet the final destiny and listen to the Lord of Redeemer. "

"Why listen?" "For salvation." "What is salvation?" "This is the truth." "What is the truth?" "This is the way to salvation." "What is the way to salvation?" "It is the god of the Xinghai. "

Vito was already familiar with this question and answer. He had seen too many pious priests and believers bickering like this. Seriously, why do all religions like to use these fancy mystical rituals to bluff them? What about the believers who live in themselves?

Ah, I really miss Imperial Truth sometimes.

Although Vito was nagging in his heart, he still had a solemn and solemn look on his face. The monk nodded slightly and tapped the ground with his staff. As he tapped, the surrounding monks began to tap in order. .

The sound of the end of the scepter hitting the ground was regular and rhythmic. As the knocking sound started, the brass door slowly opened with a roar.

Vito was surprised to find that the door was not opened by a mechanical structure, but by pure kinetic energy or, in other words, spiritual energy.

The monk stepped aside and opened a passage leading to the inside of the brass door. Vito raised his head and walked through a monk soldier. He walked through them and walked into the door.

He walked to the central pattern of the original shape, and Vito looked around at the mysterious hooded men. They stood on a high platform that was well above the ground. Each of them barely had a podium with coiled patterns painted on it. of double snakes and tentacles.

The door behind him closed and re-closed silently. The light from the outside world was completely blocked at the other end. In this room, only candles and candlesticks hanging in the air provided dim light.

"Vito Constantine." Among the seven mysterious men wearing hoods, the one in front of Vito spoke, his voice was rich and powerful, and every word he spoke was like It came from countless directions, and even the air vibrated.

Vito realizes exactly who he is, a powerful psyker and leader of a genetic cult.

Vito nodded slightly in respect, "Bishop." "Hello, our brother, Governor Reuven recommends you to us." The bishop said and raised his hand slightly, signaling to the mysterious man in a hat at the other end of the circular platform. Bowing to the bishop, Vito saw Reuven's face clearly in the dim light.

He could see everyone's faces, and now he remembered the faces of these imperial dignitaries and knew their identities.

Madam President of the Executive Yuan, Chief Astrologer of the Astronomical Institute, Speaker of the Galaxy Governor's Council, Deputy Marshal of the Planetary Defense Force, and Archbishop of the Ecclesiarchy. Hmm, it's really interesting. It seems that the top management of this planet and the few remaining departments have not been infiltrated.

They looked at Vito from under their hoods like the leaders of a tight society looking at its initiates, and that was exactly what was going on.

The highest religious leader of the Pietist Society looked down at Vito, "You have given and received a lot for us. Brother Vito, you may have proven your ability. You have proven that you are a powerful servant of the gods."

"But now, we need you to prove your faith." The archbishop said. He raised his hand and lit up a group of light from the dark corner. The light instantly filled the entire room.

It was a purple ball of light shining like the sun, moving countless storms in the whirlpool. It was really like a small sun. It was suspended in the dharma ring scepter in the hands of a solemn monk, as if it were orbiting stars. The harbor is surrounded by stars.

The sun illuminated everything instantly, completely lighting up the dark room. "Look directly at it and touch it. If you are a true believer, you will be safe. But if you are a betrayer and a liar, , you will be burned and engulfed in the flames of faith.”

The monk walked over wordlessly. He extended his staff to Vito and placed the sun in front of him. Vito looked at the fire and solar flares boiling on it. He looked around and looked at the association leaders who were staring at him. them.

"Prove your faith. Only in this way can we accept you." Ms. Astropath said in a nagging voice. She looked at herself with her blind eyes. Those eyes without pupils were so scary.

"So you say, accept the test of faith, Vito Constantine, if the gods approve you, we will also approve you." The rebellious bishop of the state church said loudly, his voice was just like when he was preaching in the church on weekdays. That way, loud and deep.

Vito nodded slightly and looked directly at the sun. He stretched out his hand to the surface of the fire. Suddenly, thousands of rays of light burst out from it. It was like a sun shining when it was about to explode. The light was instantly swallowed up. everything.

But when the dazzling light faded after a short moment, everyone saw Vito Constantine still standing in front of them. He was still standing there, without any change at all.

Vito just rubbed his eyes, and then looked at the archbishop. The latter raised his head, the cloak he was wearing slid to both sides, and six arms stretched out from under it.

Six claws, six Tyranid creations, Vito still looked at the Archbishop calmly on the surface. The Archbishop's arms spread out in the light like the horns of a hexagram. Vito looked around, and those on the podium also spread out their arms. arm, among which he also saw the existence of a third hand.

Now, he knows where the biggest cancer on this planet is, and now, he also knows how to judge.

"Vito Constantine, the Lord of the Redeemer still accepts your faith. Our outstanding brother, welcome to join His Spokesperson Association."

The archbishop recited loudly, "You will receive His salvation, and you will receive blessings from the gods! You will see with your own eyes the founder of our sacred blood and faith! The archangel who comes from the other side of the star sea and from the side of the gods. !”

"Be glorious! Be honored! With His blessing, you will enter the ranks of gods under the baptism of the Patriarch himself!" the Archbishop shouted. "Welcome, my brother."

"My pleasure, Archbishop, my pleasure." Vito said with a smile, clasping his fingers slightly, "My pleasure."

By the Emperor, this planet will be cleansed.