Since its establishment, the Inquisition has built a large number of secret strongholds in many worlds of the Empire. Some are prisons containing mysterious technology, only to imprison some extremely powerful and dangerous existences, some include powerful seals, only to seal the terrible subspace creations and demonic instruments, some are libraries buried deep underground to conceal those history and pasts that cannot be mentioned before they have to be mentioned, and some are simple bases of action, providing a place for the judges who are operating in dangerous areas to renovate and communicate with each other.
But without exception, few strongholds provide action help to the three branches of the Inquisition at the same time, because of the barriers and hostility between them, it is difficult for judges from different factions to work together in the same place.
The same is true for this secret shelter underground in Jing No. 2. It has existed for more than ten centuries since its establishment. Its earliest function was a secret archive and library, which was used to preserve many information, intelligence, and even ancient legends collected over the years about the mysterious area of ​​the Great Vortex.
But as time goes by, its original function is gradually forgotten, just like the huge library basement buried in countless books and documents.
After the Apostasy, it was renamed Eye of Endymion, and was famous for its fortress of the Holy Hammer Cultivation Society for a reason - after all, it is close to the center of the Great Vortex, which means that if anything gushed out of the Great Vortex, the Tribunal would become an early warning post.
This place has been used as a military base for the Grey Knights more than once as an outpost for attacking Chaos. When the Badabu War broke out in the Huron Rebellion, it also became a very critical frontier for the Inquisition and received great attention. However, its ownership also triggered a storm within the Inquisition, because the Foreign Resistance Cultivator claimed that the shelter was first established by them, but it was stolen by the Holy Hammer Cultivator and asked the other party to return it. The Holy Hammer Cultivator refuted that what they had obtained was just a ruined archive, and there was no stronghold at all, and that the Foreign Resistance Cultivator gave up here by itself.
After a talk-to-mouth battle, this problem was not resolved. It is now managed by a relatively neutral sect, but the judges rarely come here unless necessary, because several bloody clashes have erupted around the place.
But today, a large number of judges from different sects gathered here.
It is unusual for so many different factions in the Inquisition to appear in the same place, and Marcus could hardly imagine that they would sit in the same room.
Because of this, the manager also specially dispatched a special squad to prepare for it before the meeting began.
After the busy clean-up attendant team left, a squad of purses in caped psychics were dispatched around the hall, where they knelt and began to chant the purifying prayer continuously.
A few minutes later, the hall was filled with loud and harsh sounds of the psychics and the incense that soothes the soul like a heavy smoke.
There are three huge arches in the hall, which cut into the steel structure on each side of the triangular hall. On the stone in the center of each arch are carved with the sign of a branch of the Imperial Inquisition, carved in tiny and fine, and are almost impossible for bystanders to detect inadvertently.
In the center of the dome ceiling of the triangular hall, a huge empire of the Imperial Inquisition logo is carved, occupying the entire roof of the room. Outside the arch there are three vestibulees with the same structure and three exactly the same doors at the entrance.
At the same time, three entrances opened at the same time, and the judge's entourage walked into the front hall in a small step, gaining a foothold around the circular wall, and ensuring the safety of the interior space.
In principle, only the judges themselves can enter the main hall through the arch, and their entourage must wait in the vestibule, but anyone who has been intrigued for decades in the Court will not be so naive that they will appear before the other servants of the Emperor without first making plans for every possible unexpected situation.
This triangular room is the most common hall composition in the Inquisition, and is built in the Holy Hall of the Terra headquarters, because it provides completely equal space and location for each branch. It is a masterpiece of flexible and flexible architecture. The exquisite arches are covered with various alarm devices and sensors known to the Empire, which are all disguised as decorations or tributes to the adults who may pass through it.
Readings from different sensors can be read through monitors in the three anterooms—and therefore, each judge's entourage can continuously monitor the other entourages.
The only problem with this design is timing: if any minion enters before another minion, in theory, a secret and light assassin or worshipper might slip through the arch and hide himself in the main hall, while other minions cannot be perceived from the monitor.
Therefore, according to the previous joint meeting practice of the Inquisition, all entourages must enter the vestibule at the same time, thereby solving this problem together. If the practice is broken, the party who suffers interest will have an indisputable reason to cancel the meeting.
The psychics on both sides of the main hall were specially selected, and each of them had a circular malicious hypnosis. Their thoughts were carefully selected by the interrogators and observers, trying to ensure that the psychics' psychic powers are still strong, but their creativity and impulse to use psychic energy have been eradicated.
When they were allowed to enter the conference hall, they were just humble spiritual servants, creating a continuous pure and calm atmosphere that effectively blocked the powerful spiritual powers of some judges.
Judge Marcus stood at the door of the circular hall of the Order of the Rebellion, watching his poor entourage disperse by the wall with skillful efficiency, while the entourage of the other Judges kept staring at them with distrust, twenty or thirty meters apart from each other.
Marcus shook his head slightly frustrated, feeling disappointed again at the distrust between his colleagues on the surface.
The Inquisition was a huge and complex institution, and it was certainly not a monolithic piece, but what made him sad was that even on such occasions, there was such a strong distrust among the emperor's agents.
After calming down his mood, he strided through the arch, not paying attention to the beeping and flashing alarm devices on the wall.
The alarm device and sensor are meaningless: if the alarm sounds, the threat is too clumsy, there is no need to worry, if the alarm does not sound, then everything is over.
For a moment, he wondered if his colleagues from the Foreign Resistance and the Holy Hammers were really at ease because of the existence of the alarm system.
Chapter completed!