Warhammer: This Galen's Heart of Steel

Chapter 13 The Riddler Deserves to Die
"This is the Fearless Vanguard Corps. I am the Corps Commander Galen Crownguard. Tell me about the situation in the city."

"I am Lanter, the captain of the third team of the Inquisition Demon Hunters. The situation in the city is very bad. A huge two-headed demon has occupied the House of Representatives and released highly infectious virus spores. Most of the citizens have become half-dead minions of the demons. Chief Inquisitor McCarthy has been killed. We need support. I repeat, we need support!"

Galen's heart sank and he clenched his fists. Is McCarthy dead too?
The guy who always says he will celebrate his daughter's birthday but always breaks his promise.

With a long sigh, Garen regained his calmness and wisdom. He asked, "Captain Lant, what's the situation of the Arcatraz? Demacia is blocked by a psychic barrier that is difficult to break through in a short period of time. I need a powerful psychic to cast spells from the inside."

"The prison was the first to fall. All the psykers were captured and taken to the demon's lair, becoming nutrients for its growth."

"Damn it!" Garen cursed and slammed his fist on the ground.

Although it is not ruled out that some fish have escaped from the prison, it is like looking for a needle in a haystack at this moment. The strength of the remaining resistance forces in the city is also insufficient to search the entire city.

"No one escapes. All psykers are turned into psyker fodder. A new Eye of Terror will rise in Demacia."

The "Eye of Terror" is an area in the Milky Way where the subspace and real space overlap, and it is a huge subspace rift.

The "Eye of Terror" is not a natural phenomenon. It is a rift in the Warp that was torn open by the psychic shock that erupted when the fourth Chaos God, Slaanesh, was born during the fall of the Eldar.

The force of this impact was too great to be contained in the Warp, and it spread through the minds of the Eldar into the real world, and the Eye of Terror thus covered most of the territory of the former Eldar Empire. There were other overlapping areas, of course, but the Eye of Terror was the most significant.

"Who is it! Back off!" The fearless pioneers pointed their guns at the suspicious individuals who suddenly appeared.

"It's you?"

Garen signaled the Fearless Vanguards to put down their guns. The person who came was Father Motos from the Eldar Church.

"The Eldar are natural psykers, extremely sensitive to psychic powers. Currently, there is only one psyker in the city who has escaped the pursuit of the demon minions."

"Who is it? Where is he?"

At this moment, Garen had no idea that his adoptive mother had been bewitched by the evil god.

"Your sister, Lux, is now in the Crownguard Manor."

Hearing this, Garen's worries were alleviated a bit, although he had told Lux ​​a long time ago that if a major crisis occurred, she should take her parents to hide in his laboratory.

But he had not received any news that they were safe, and he was very worried about the safety of his family.

Garen looked at the priest in confusion: "Lacus has only awakened her psychic powers not long ago. Her power is not enough to help us."

"No, I said, the Eldar are natural psykers, no one is more familiar with psykers than us. That little girl has potential that will surprise you."

Motos exclaimed in a pilgrim tone.

Galen frowned and looked at this strange guy.

"Demacia doesn't have much time left. Once the fuel in the nest is fully filled, the energy that explodes will permanently break the curtain that separates the warp from the real world. All of Demacia will fall into the warp. This world will become a demon world."

Motos explained the pros and cons and hoped that Galen would take action as soon as possible.

"You know a lot about what's going on in the city. Tell me honestly, what else do you know? And what role do you play in it?"

Galen stared at him unkindly.

“I am only an innocent priest, and the Goddess of Life told me that the eyes of Nurgle are upon this planet.

Hating living beings, yet feeding on bloody flesh, this horrible virus spore is called [Zombie Plague].

The priest said with an innocent look on his face.

"What else did the woman tell you?" Galen asked.

The priest did not care about Garen's rudeness to the goddess. He said calmly: "I will tell you when you unlock the psychic barrier." "I hate the Riddler. If you don't want your internal organs to have a close contact with my sword."

Garen was also unambiguous, and the sharp blade was against his chest.

"Then just kill me." The priest was not afraid of Galen's threat at all.

Those who are not of my race must have different hearts. Although I don’t know what this guy is up to, there is really no better choice at the moment.

Garen put away his broadsword and spoke on the communication frequency.

"Captain Lanter, there is still a psychic survivor in the Crownguard Manor, my sister Laxana Crownguard. She is the hope for Demacia's rescue."

"I'm sorry to say this, but Lord Crown Guard, there are only four of us left in my team. We don't have enough manpower and firepower to get through the zombie swarm and reach Crown Guard Manor."

Bad news came one after another, as if God was preventing the city from being saved.

Galen frowned: "Where are you now?"

he asked.

"My team is currently stationed in a daily necessities store in the market. I can't guarantee how long we can hold out. We only have limited ammunition."

"Market? Tell me the name of that grocery store!"

This was the second good news so far, and Garen felt much relieved.

"It's Kane's General Store."

Garen immediately looked for the location of the store on the map. Thank God, the store was near the tunnel he and Lux ​​dug when they were children.

"Captain Lant, there is a secret tunnel leading to the Crown Guard Manor in a small alley 500 meters northwest of your team's station. Inside the third fence from the bottom, there is a secret tunnel leading to the Crown Guard Manor.

I know it’s hard, but.”

"No need to say more, sir. Save these words for us at our investiture ceremony."

Listening to Mai Li's comforting words, Lant looked at his three teammates, all grinning at him.

Toler, a curly-haired boy who likes to eat egg rolls, Willis, a tough guy who has always wanted to find a girlfriend to lift weights with, and Mia, who occasionally complains but has a kind heart.

Lant felt warm in his heart and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. What a bunch of idiots.

"Don't worry, sir. Protecting Demacia is our eternal commitment."

The blazing flames spread across the street, and the zombies, with only their biological instincts left, staggered towards the heat source like moths to a flame.

Before receiving orders from the mother nest, they are just a group of mindless beasts, with only the desire to eat.

The dagger covered with a decomposition force field cut open the head of the last zombie, and Lant and his group came to the alley where the secret tunnel was hidden.

"The passage is too small. It's impossible to enter wearing power armor."

Toler, who was in charge of reconnaissance, squeezed his body out of the narrow cave little by little.

"Take off your armor!" Lant said firmly.

They had no other choice.

We can only hope that the interior of the Crown Guard Manor is not occupied by a large number of zombies, otherwise it will become their burial place.

(End of this chapter)