Target Overview: Bishop of the Sixth Diocese of Valledo/Corruption Level/Severe
This is to bring to the attention of the Ordo Hereticus, Branch 8-16, Yancy Sector Concern/Religious World Valedor [File Index 227-11a], that riots broke out two weeks ago, and four low-level Astra Militarum infantry regiments are known to have entered to counter the rebellion.
[File Index 228-16a], contact has been completely lost so far. The world has been confirmed to be corrupted by Chaos Heresy. The source of the corruption is [Encrypted information, requiring permission TSR-11 or above]. It is recommended to dispatch the Ninth Inquisition Fleet [see attachment DX1
-9 ] to execute the extermination order.
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Pre-retention time Terra standard year 6 years
This is the last insurance. If Marcus is going to be sacrificed, then this thing will be thrown to a place where it will not be noticed in advance, and then it will continue to send out the unique encrypted signal of the Inquisition.
If an Inquisitor approaches this world in the future, he will receive this signal and carry out the above plan without any doubt.
Of course, this is the worst result and the last resort.
"Judge."
Just as he was finishing the record, another voice happened to sound. Marcus turned around and saw Chandler standing there. He was a bounty hunter from the Alert Star Nest City. He had excellent marksmanship and powerful intuition. Now
Currently accepting his employment.
The Inquisitor noticed the extra pistols and grenades on Chandler's body at a glance, but he said nothing. Chandler had a habit of collecting supplies on the battlefield, and he always felt that he didn't have enough on hand.
This habit saved his life many times.
"Those heretics discovered our whereabouts and are about to attack the gate."
Not surprisingly, Marcus made quite a fuss in order to kill the bishop, but he had already thought of a way out.
"Going through the underground passage, we need to meet up with the remaining Astra Militarum. They may have high-power signal transmitters there."
"Yes, the judge will be on his way immediately."
The team acted with great efficiency, and it took them twenty minutes to reach the previous safe house from the underground passage of the church.
The so-called safe house means that when the inquisitor goes to a place to perform a task, he will first choose a hidden and strong place to establish a temporary stronghold, where a large amount of materials and equipment will be stored, just to deal with the sudden deterioration of the situation.
But this safe house will no longer be safe soon. The cultists will definitely conduct a large-scale manhunt. Therefore, Marcus decisively decided to abandon the safe house and set off for the Ninth Parish, which seemed to be under the control of the Astra Militarum not long ago.
station.
The task of this investigation has been basically completed. Now his task is to punish and judge, and eliminate the root cause of this disaster.
He has basically determined the location of the culprit, and he only needs to contact the Inquisition fleet or any imperial armed force immediately.
But their location was still some distance away from the Ninth Parish. In order to reach the target as quickly as possible, Marcus decided to get a means of transportation first.
Therefore, he led his team to break into a maintenance workshop, which was mainly responsible for repairing various vehicles of the Sixth Parish. After the rebellion broke out, the place was controlled by cultists.
But Marcus thinks there should be some usable vehicles inside.
Their actions were very sophisticated and careful, and they did not alert the neighboring heretics at all. When they entered the maintenance workshop, it was still operating in an orderly manner.
The huge machine trembled and roared, and the crane lifted the casting bucket filled with molten iron and poured it downward into the mold.
The servitors repeated the fixed tasks they had been doing since before the war began, as if nothing happened around them. The dirty water dripping from the pipes emitted bursts of steam from the red-hot machinery, mixing with the smoke in the hall, everywhere.
It's the smell of rust.
For Marcus, standing here felt like he was in hell. He couldn't help but miss the ice and snow in his home world in winter, as well as the place where he received training. He also missed the frost on his clothes and the feeling of the cold air sucking into his nose.
The interior of the maintenance workshop is occupied by a small group of heretics. Most of them are composed of renegade guards. They wear blue and purple bulletproof armor with heretical emblems painted on them. They wear necklaces made of fragments of human hand bones and feathers.
and fangs pierced their skin.
There is also a small part composed of workers, servitors and some priests who have removed the imperial symbols and state religion symbols.
It's hard for Marcus to say which of them makes him feel more disgusted, but since they chose to betray, they will definitely face the same fate——
die.
"Leave no one alive."
Marcus reached the nearest guard, then decisively killed him with a dagger. Before the other person could react, he used psychic energy to hit the corrupted mind, instantly turning that person into a drooling man.
idiot.
But these people have this alarm bound to them, and the alarm will be triggered once they die.
Suddenly, there was a scream in the workshop.
"There is an enemy! Quick! Here!"
"Kill them!"
A heretic rushed out of the steam and smoke first. His body had undergone changes, his eyes were cloudy, his teeth were extremely sharp, the heretic's magic mark was engraved on his bulletproof armor, and he was wielding a heavy ax in his hand.
Marcus turned sideways and dodged the heavy ax coming towards him. If he had not been able to dodge, there was no doubt that his head would have been easily cut off, but unfortunately it didn't work.
The missed ax struck hard into the gap in the floor and got stuck for an instant.
And this moment was enough for Marcus.
He swung his sword upward, and the blade slashed from his waist to his throat, easily slicing the heretic open.
When the enemy fell, Marcus' bolt pistol also began to fire forward, and the other heretic immediately fell in a pool of blood.
But there were more people behind him, dozens of people.
Verne was fighting beside him, laser guns firing continuously.
Suddenly, the sleeve of the veteran's uniform was cut open by a laser beam that passed over his body. He immediately turned the muzzle of his gun and knocked over the guy who was sneaking up on the stand.
He has been on the battlefield for a long time, and his shell is full of traces of laser burns and knife scratches.
"There's something different about them."
Verne said, taking a breath.
"They are fanatical, well-equipped and highly organized."
"These are mutinous guards."
Marcus continued to shoot with his bolt pistol, and used his psychic powers to continuously interfere with the minds of those people, causing their shooting to become scattered.
At this time, the Death Cult assassin suddenly appeared from behind those people. The heavy needle pistol in his hand roared and smashed six heads into pieces. Then he stabbed and chopped down the four traitors with a black combat knife.