Warhammer Inquisitor

The transparent curved glass is located between the steel, and the green culture liquid in it emits weak fluorescence. The dark light is so bright in the surrounding dim environment, and the green fluorescent liquid rises. Bubbles.

The bubble kept rising, and finally burst into the water with a terrifying scream. A pair of pale hands stroked the glass, and the palms were illuminated by fluorescent green, showing a sickly color, just like here everything is the same.

This city has already fallen into madness. The deepest darkness and the craziest deeds coexist here. It is called Comoros, a dark city with infinite possibilities and infinite dangers.

And here, in the midst of terror and madness, there is a place that even the most arrogant and foolish people dare not step into, or even talk about, that is in the deepest shadow of the entire city of darkness. The underworld belongs to the king of the city, the dark abode of its lord.

This is his domain, his shadow and fear incarnate, and the fluorescent green of the culture tube illuminates the face of the master, the Dark Lord of Comoros, who is Victor.

Victor's pale palm rested on the glass jar, and he watched the bubbles of water rising in it, and behind it came a man on the edge of the dark underworld, standing on the edge of the green light, where A nod to Vito.

"He's here, Your Majesty." His voice was cold and sharp, like a sharp dagger lurking in the shadows, and what responded to him was an even more chilling voice.

"Very good, let him in." Victor said, the figure disappeared and retreated into the darkness, and soon another figure came out of the shadow, and he walked to the darkness of the culture tube with his elbows hanging. Ray border.

"Come forward, my friend, and let me see your face," Victor said calmly, but his voice had an irresistible majesty, like a brief input into the mind of a machine. Clearly, it's just execution.

The person at the border of the shadow took a few steps forward again, and his face was finally reflected on the glass of the culture jar. Through the fluorescent green glass, Victor saw the face on it.

"Stull "Marco", my friend, nice to see you here."

"Me too, Your Majesty, it's an honor to meet you."

"I heard that there was an accident at your place, a disturbing one, right?"

Victor said, without waiting for Stull to explain what happened, but Stull was not surprised at all, he certainly knew that he was the Dark Lord, the king of Comoros, in He is omniscient about everything that happens in the network, even before the parties know it.

From this he can decide whether to prevent something, or let it happen, but none of it escapes his vision, there is nothing in this darkness, but there is nothing.

"Yes, Your Majesty, a group attacked my base, but I have already dealt with it, and came back immediately."

"I heard that it was a very big regret. Many things disappeared in that accident. Please accept my greetings, friend, but I hope that the thing is still in your hands, right?"

Victor asked coldly, the last two words pierced into Stuer's heart like a cold blade, the chill made him tremble involuntarily, he looked at the man standing alone in the culture tank in front of him. In front of Victor, he was alone, and he didn't look scary, but the chill in his words was more frightening than the deepest ice cave.

Stull was silent for a moment, and he finally began to speak, "No, it's not in my hands anymore."

"It's a pity, it's very regrettable." Victor said, his eyes fixed on the culture tube in front of him, his back to Stull behind him, who couldn't see his face, the glass of the culture jar There wasn't even a trace of him on it, as if he wasn't there at all.

"Someone stole him, Your Majesty. The man disguised himself as a beast trainer in the arena, brought his own beast and made a legend that night, and thus approached me."

"I heard what happened that night. It was very interesting, and it seemed that I underestimated the man. It's rare for someone to surprise me, but he did. Tell me, who is he?"

Stull looked at the person in front of him who had his back turned to him. He looked at the darkness around him, trying to find the killer or beast in ambush in the deep darkness. That would make Stull feel more at ease. However, he found nothing, there was nothing but darkness, a pure and unfamiliar darkness.

The maharaja in front of him didn't say a word, just stood there, as if waiting quietly for his answer, like a judge waiting for a prisoner's answer.

"Vito Constantine." Stull finally chose to speak and said the name, and when the name blurted out, Victor, who had always been calm, seemed to have a little reaction, he turned his head slightly, and the water tank in front of him The bubbles rising in the center reflect the outline of the lake.

"Vito Constantine?" "Yes, Your Majesty, Vito sneaked into my base, stole Yin Sha's tears, and caused countless destructions and destructions."

Victor tilted his head slightly. Although he glanced over, he still couldn't see any facial features or expressions on his face. Stull tried hard to detect thoughts from Victor's face. Any thoughts were fine, but he did. No, he couldn't see through this mysterious man at all.

He stood there and was silent for a while before slowly speaking, "Vito, stole that holy artifact?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, he took away Yin Sha's tears and left a message." "What kind of message?"

In Victor's words, there seemed to be a vague and uncertain sense of curiosity. He was interested. This is really rare. Maybe this is a good sign, so Stull intends to pursue the victory.

"His exact words, 'I will take this holy relic and wait for Victor in the Promised Land.' Do you understand what he means? Your Majesty."

Victor suddenly laughed in a low voice, and that low sneer sound was like hitting a nail on the hilt of a sword, and as the hammer struck again and again, it sank into the ice layer little by little.

"Sure, my best friend left me an interesting message, very good," said Victor, and there seemed to be a fleeting moment of joy in the words, but only for a moment , In the blink of an eye, gloomy ice once again enveloped everything.

Stull's face was reflected on the glass jar. He looked at the glass jar, squinting slightly and seemed to see a human-shaped shadow in it.
"But, your failure is still a fact, Stull." Victor said, the word "friend" disappeared from his words, replaced by his name, a simple name without any title, This made Stull suddenly fall into an ice cave, and his whole body began to chill.

The shadows around him seem to have grown deeper, becoming more suffocating and terrifying.

"Please punish me, Your Majesty." Stull lowered his head and bowed his head. He didn't give up his resistance, but since he couldn't guess Vic's thoughts at all, it might as well be as simple as that.

He may have killed himself, perhaps in a more cruel way, but then at least he would know what to face, even if it meant the deepest despair.

Victor stood in front of the culture jar with his back to Stull behind him. His silence lasted for a while, and the darkness around him became more turbid and deep in the silence. After being silent, Victor spoke slowly.

"Leave, Stull, get out of here."

Stull was startled, raised his head in surprise and looked at Victor in front of the culture jar. He reached out and touched the jar in front of him, looking at the humanoid shadow floating in it.

"Aren't you punishing me? Your Majesty, I have disappointed you."

"Maybe in the future I will, but for now, no, leave Stull, maybe soon, there will be some things that you need to decide, some, important things, I hope you can make the right decisions then. "

Victor's words were confusing and incomprehensible, and Stull didn't know what he meant, but it was clear that Victor wasn't going to go on, and it was never wise to ask him, so it was time to leave.

Stull turned around and prepared to leave. Before leaving, he glanced at the figure on the jar again. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the outline. The shadow of the thing looked very similar to Victor's, as if, he Reflection in water.

Stull was silent for a while, then turned and walked into the shadow, where he disappeared, and soon a shadow of a lake emerged from the shadow, and he stood at the border and looked at Victor.

"Your Majesty, should we let him go?"

"Let him go, anyway, he will be back here soon."

"Did he come alone?"

"Maybe, maybe some friends, and I'm curious who those friends will be. Go get ready."

"Yes, Your Majesty, what about you? What are your plans?"

Victor laughed in a low voice. He looked up at the culture jar in front of him, and clicked his finger on the steel on the side, and then countless culture jars lit up around the jar, and the fluorescent green liquid shone from it. light up.

Also illuminated, the figure standing in front of the shadow.

"I have to go, to an invitation."