Chapter 1319 Opening (Water should be available tomorrow)

Duanmu Huai's war hammer hit hard, hitting the twisted and desperate head of the Great Unclean One, and smashed downwards.

"---------boom!!!"

The next moment, everyone felt the ground shake, and huge surging air waves erupted in all directions with Duanmuhuai as the center. Even the Eldar Pyramid, which was strong enough to imprison the Great Unclean One, trembled and burst under the powerful impact. The agony and screams of the Great Unclean One along with the roaring psychic energy broke through the pyramid's dome, exploding it like an exploding pressure cooker.

When everyone who had been shaken to the ground by the airflow came to their senses, they only saw Duanmu Huai emerging from the smoke carrying a war hammer. Behind him, there were only dark potholes and charcoal.

"alright."

Duanmu Huai stared at them, all of them.

"It's over now."

When everyone left the nest, everyone was visibly tired.

Just like Duanmu Huai said, with the destruction of the Great Unclean One, the plague spread in the hive capital also disappeared. Of course, those who contracted the plague were not cured as in the mythical tale. Those who were less infected survived, but those who were more severely infected fell into a deathly slumber along with the plague.

The only thing they can do is to pray that the souls of the dead can return to the throne and not fall into the eternal torture of the Chaos Evil God. Although the hive city lost a lot of people, at least the world was saved. It can still provide a steady stream of logistical supplies to the sector, and as for the lost part, it can still be filled in from other places.

However, this is not over yet.

Judge Stern sat on his chair, staring at the parchment in front of him. He was silent, thinking, and saying nothing. Until there was a knock on the door, and then a sturdy figure walked in.

"Hey, do you have anything to do with me?"

Duanmu Huai walked into the study room under the guidance of the servitor. He raised his hand and said hello to Judge Stern, then sat down on the soft sofa. The latter groaned in pain, but it was obviously of no use. Duanmuhuai twisted his butt and changed his posture.

What made Stern somewhat relaxed was that he was not wearing power armor, but the uniform of an inquisitor.

"Where are your men?"

"She has gone back to her room to meditate."

Judge Stern answered.

"This encounter hit her hard."

From the beginning, Kara relied on her psychic talents to predict and obtain information. It is precisely in pursuit of this information that they fight again and again, trying to save the planet with their own power. However, it turns out that all this is just a conspiracy of the Great Unclean One, and they are like little mice that have stepped into the other party's trap, confused and ignorant.

"The prophecy is like this, so just don't believe it."

Duanmu Huai shrugged his shoulders.

"Psychics always like to explore the ambiguous sentences in the subspace, as if being able to solve these puzzles can prove how smart they are. But if you ask me to say that these are just a bunch of idiots, when you When you try to solve the puzzle, you are actually lowering your IQ to the same level as the other party, and then the other party can use its rich experience to defeat you... It's really stupid."

"maybe."

Stern forced himself to smile. He changed his position to ensure that his hand could hold the handle of the gun at his waist, and then he stared at Duanmuhuai again.

"I just have a question to ask you."

"Huh? What's the problem?"

Duanmu Huai looked at him boredly, his expression was still so lazy and lazy, as if this was not a problem. Judge Stern moved his body subtly, then he took a deep breath, stared at Duanmuhuai again, and asked word by word.

"who are you?"

"The Grand Judge of the Tribunal, Duan Muhuai."

Duanmuhuai frowned.

"I've answered this question several times, or do you doubt my identity?"

"In the records of the Tribunal, there has never been a being who could fight against the Great Demon alone and easily annihilate it!"

Duanmuhuai curled his lips, while Stern's hand tightly grasped the handle of the laser gun at his waist. Inquisitors are very powerful, but their power is more reflected in their ability to destroy demons. In addition, in fighting demons. In fact, the Inquisitor's combat power is no stronger than that of the Astartes, let alone killing a Great Unclean One alone... I am afraid that only the original body can achieve similar brilliant achievements!

And the pressure that everyone felt at that time, full of destruction and death, must not come from the Great Unclean One, so it could only come from the man in front of them! But why does he have such powerful power?

So is he the Primarch? Of course not, he hasn't even been transformed in the slightest!

So, who is this man? How did he end up on the space hulk? Where is he from?

"answer me!"

"There is no doubt about my identity."

Duanmu Huai spread his hands.

"If you think I made up my identity to deceive you, then no need to. This is my identity, I can guarantee it."

"Then, can you swear in the name of the God Emperor?"

"……………………"

Facing Judge Stern's questioning, Duanmuhuai rolled his eyes silently.

"no."

"Why."

Judge Stern asked again. At the same time, his fingers had already grasped the handle of the gun. In just one second, he could pull out the weapon in his hand. And with the opponent's huge body and his speed that didn't seem too fast before, Stern Inquisitor Den is sure that he can hit the opponent's heart before he can resist.

"It's very simple."

Duanmuhuai seemed not to notice Judge Stern's actions at all, or he didn't care at all.

"Because I have a bad relationship with that old man."

"……………………?"

Judge Stern swore that at that moment, he felt his mind went blank.

"What did you say?"

"I had a bad relationship with him. We once had a fight, and then I drove him away. For you, that sentence may be just a mantra or a slogan, but I can't. As long as I say that sentence In an instant, this old Biden will jump out of the Golden Throne and poke me in the nose and laugh at me."

Having said this, Duanmu Huai snorted softly.

"I can't afford to lose this person."

Just kidding, he is also the God of Destruction, so of course he cannot just talk casually like those players. This is like the Chaos Evil God or the Eldar God or the Star God shouting that the God Emperor is above, is it possible?

Of course it's impossible. I don't want to lose face, right?

They are all riding local foxes, pretending to be chicken feathers and talking about chatting?

At this time, Judge Stern had almost stopped thinking completely.

If he were a member of the state religion, he would have already rushed towards him shouting blasphemy or heresy and trying to completely obliterate him. Fortunately, the Tribunal doesn't have that much respect for the God-Emperor - after all, they are sending demons to die in the name of the Tribunal, and of course they don't want to shout "The God-Emperor is supreme" at a critical moment.

Then there is no way to destroy the devil.

But they still have reverence for the Emperor. After all, everything in the Human Empire belongs to him, so they naturally have awe of the God-Emperor.

However, Duanmu Huai's answer exceeded the level of blasphemy, so bold that even Judge Stern didn't know how to judge. What's more, as a judge, he could sense in his heart that the other party did not lie or talk nonsense. His attitude was very calm and indifferent, as if he was simply stating a fact.

An unacceptable fact.

Does he know the emperor?

Who is he?

Judge Stern stared at Duanmu Huai, but he did not look at him, because Judge Stern began to recall the history of the Tribunal, and the records of the establishment of the Tribunal after the Great Rebellion.

This is what was written in the records at the time.

"Primarch Robert Guilliman proposed to establish the Empire's own branch of the Inquisition to face the growing demonic threat."

There didn't seem to be anything particularly strange about this sentence, but now, it suddenly jumped out of Judge Stern's mind.

What does "the empire's own Inquisition department mean?"

Another meaning of this sentence is, isn't there an tribunal that does not belong to the empire?

But how could there be an Inquisition that did not belong to the Empire?

But now, looking at Duanmuhuai, Judge Stern suddenly came up with an absurd, blasphemous, and bold idea.

Tribunal...... Tribunal......

Perhaps, there is an Inquisition, but it does not belong to the Empire.

So, to imitate it, the Empire established an Inquisition?

If this is the case, then the origin of the man in front of him can be easily explained. He has reiterated his belonging and identity more than once.

Maybe he wasn't lying after all.

He is indeed affiliated with the Tribunal, but... he is not the Tribunal of the Empire.

But...why did the original body make such a suggestion? Imitate other forces to form the empire's own Inquisition department? Why, no one knows what's going on? This man, where does he come from?

Facing Judge Stern's gaze, Duanmu Huai didn't care at all. He even leisurely tasted the steaming black tea in front of him, looking like he was passing the time out of boredom.

A rapid knock on the door interrupted the slightly dull atmosphere in the room, and then a guard ran in panting.

"Sorry to bother you, Lord Inquisitor, but the Astropath just received an urgent message. The empire has issued a summons order. We must rush to Cadia immediately!"

Hearing this, Duanmu Huai raised his eyebrows, narrowed his eyes, and turned to the window.

Now, Duanmuhuai knows where the real battlefield between him and the Chaos Evil God is.