Warhammer 40: Gods Of Mortals

Chapter 818 Different prediction directions

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The flagship interrogation room.

The famous Inquisitor Eisenhorn sat together with one of his colleagues from the Demon Tribunal, interrogating the veteran of the Dark Legion's eternal war who was captured in the previous encounter.

The veteran wears a mutated terminator armor. The iconic feature of this armor is that two fangs extending outwards grow on the head, which looks very weird.

Eisenhorn tried to take off his armor, but found that he couldn't do it. The armor had mutated, perhaps mutating into a part of the traitor and couldn't take it off.

"Stop tiptoeing, old man."

The other Inquisitor looked at Eisenhorn and put his hand on his leg.

But Eisenhorn had developed a habit. He took his colleague's hand off his leg and continued to tiptoe.

The strange little brass-colored box hanging on his waist kept hitting the table in the interrogation room as his body trembled, making clear crashing and scratching sounds.

"You are senior, I won't argue with you." The judge of the Demon Tribunal couldn't bear it anymore and stared at Eisenhorn, "You can stand on tiptoe, but can you put your eggs back where they belong?" , instead of letting it always come into close contact with the table legs.”

The judge of the Demon Tribunal stared at the box. He directly sensed that it was an ancient item shaped by humans, so he didn't think much about it. He moved his eyes away from the brass box and looked at the eternal war veteran in front of him.

"This box can banish demons." Eisenhorn said coldly, "If, I mean if, if the bastard traitor in front of us is a demon in disguise, we can use this box to banish him later."

The visitor is Lord Admiral Adam of Tyrone.

It wasn't until a moment later that the sound of the gate opening reached everyone's ears. The two inquisitors and the veterans of the Black Legion followed the sound at the same time and saw a man wearing a fleet uniform.

This is a frank statement and an indirect expression of kindness.

Since the beginning of the Golden Crusade, the Imperial Regents have issued a rule that personnel from both the Imperial and Tyron sectors must be present on any important occasion.

"Sorry you two, I'm late."

Although I don’t know the specific principle, as long as this box is useful, it will be fine.

"You can either sit here and wait with me, or get out." Eisenhorn never liked people who had too many things to do.

However, he was not a tough and inhumane person, so even though he was very tough verbally, he still took off the brass box from his waist and hung it on the support frame under the table.

However, even if a veteran is being interrogated, fleet marshals like Adam will not be involved.

The trial has not yet begun.

The veteran of the eternal war looked at the two judges without saying a word: "..."

This interrogation of the only prisoner is also an important occasion. After all, except for the Black Legion, there is no one among the enemies at war who can be interrogated after being captured, or they are a group of pigs that are so rotten that they ooze pus. , or a crazy lunatic... The traitors of the Black Legion are relatively normal among the many traitors.

The veteran was still watching the two of them in silence.

The judge of the Demonic Tribunal glanced at Eisenhorn, then lowered his gaze and saw the brass box.

The Inquisitor realized that Eisenhorn considered him one of his own, even though the two were not affiliated with the same Inquisition or the same faction...

"Can such a box banish demons?" the inquisitor asked curiously.

"As the marshal of the fleet, you are naturally very busy. It's the two of us who came too early."

"Yes." Eisenhorn nodded. He clearly remembered that his deputy named Bei Kun used a box to banish a big demon hundreds of years ago.

Both sides were silent.

There is only one reason why Adam was invited by Eisenhorn - he is a person without past and future.

Because fate is twisted, even the prophets of the Eldar can only see the disconnected thread of fate in such people.

Such people can be used to deal with many surprises because they are unobservable. "Let the interrogation begin." Adam sat down at another interrogation table and signaled that everyone could begin.

"Yes, Marshal." The judge of the Demon Tribunal nodded immediately, and then took out the items used to torture demons and prepared to use them on this veteran of the eternal war.

Eisenhorn looked at his colleague who worked with him in confusion. He didn't know why this guy was so enthusiastic about Adam.

The Inquisitor didn't know what Eisenhorn was thinking. He walked up to the Black Legion veteran with a pocket watch and hung the pocket watch on the fangs of the mutant Terminator Armor.

This pocket watch seemed to have nothing special about it, but the veteran suffered severe pain after being approached by the pocket watch, and he groaned in pain from under his armor.

Although the voice was soft, the fact that a veteran of a long war could cry out in pain could already illustrate from the side the kind of torture he was enduring.

"I just gave it a try. I didn't expect this pocket watch to be effective on this traitor." The Demon Judge clapped his hands with a smile, then returned to his seat and waited.

Adam said nothing.

Eisenhorn wanted to say something, but held it back.

When the process of this interrogation was formulated, everyone believed that the people from the Demon Tribunal should lead the interrogation, because they felt that the party being interrogated was also a subspace creature.

Anyway, those who took advantage of the chaos to arrest people were also members of the Demon Tribunal. Eisenhorn had nothing to say.

"This pocket watch comes from a loyal planetary governor who issued the order to destroy the entire planet during the Eighth Black Crusade to prevent it from falling into the hands of traitors."

"After the war, we only found this pocket watch on that planet. This thing has special effects on traitors."

The Demon Judge explained to Adam with a smile while he was waiting.

"Yeah." Adam nodded and said no more words.

The interrogation room fell into silence again.

The veteran of the Black Legion endured for a long time without saying anything, while the Inquisitor seemed to be torturing for the sake of torture, and Eisenhorn seemed to be just going through the motions.

Until suddenly, a member of the Guilliman Guards wearing an eagle-faced helmet opened the door of the interrogation room, his eyes fell on Eisenhorn, and a dull and firm order came from under the armor: "The original body hopes that you can go to the archives to report. .”

"Yes." Eisenhorn agreed without hesitation.

But then he thought about it, what could he do to report to Guilliman? I'm afraid that the reason why the original body came to find me was to clear up confusion.

There had been two similar incidents before. Because Eisenhorn was the one who knew the most among the Inquisitors, the Primarch would communicate with him when he was not on mission.

In the previous two conversations, the original body asked about something strange.

"When you came to the Eye of Terror before, did you feel like there was something calling you here?"

Eisenhorn still remembered the last time he was asked this question by the original body. He was asked inexplicably and looked puzzled.

"Go, red man of the regent." The judge of the Demonic Tribunal said in a sinister tone.

Eisenhorn rolled his eyes at him, turned and left.

At this moment, the bronze box called the Mourning Box was moved by Eisenhorn's movements and slipped from the support frame to the ground.

Eisenhorn was walking in such a hurry that he didn't pay attention. The other inquisitor sitting next to him heard the sound, lowered his head, and after seeing the mourning box, he stretched out his hand inexplicably...

The box was taken up, not by the Inquisitor, but by Adam.

The judge of the Demonic Tribunal watched Adam take the box, and walked outside and said to the guard: "This thing belongs to Eisenhorn. Go and return this thing to him."

The guard looked at the marshal with a blank expression, as if to say: The battleship is so big, and I have never been to a place called the Archives since I joined the army. How could I know where the inquisitor was?

"Put it in the stationary position in the warehouse on deck C12." Adam said, "This is the Inquisitor's thing. Who knows about these monsters... Anyway, put it away."

(End of this chapter)