Plunder the Heavens from Warhammer

Chapter 295 Close your eyes and witness the miracle!
I was saved by you again...

Looking at the 'rose knot' that seemed to have dimmed a little, Alvin sighed in his heart. He didn't know when he could see 'Winnie' again. They still had a date.

On the other side, Sister Silent obviously knew 'Rose Knot', but she still did not let down her guard. She put the blade against Alvin's throat and turned to look at Marshall, as if asking for his opinion.

"Is it you?" Marshall stared at Alvin. Even in the dark corridor, his handsome face could not hide his aristocratic temperament. He frowned slightly and said, "Alvin Valshus, why are you here?"

"you know me?"

Alvin was a little surprised that he had become so famous, but... being remembered by the Inquisitor was not a good thing!

"Oh, of course I know you." Unexpectedly, Marshall sneered in response, with a somewhat unfriendly look on his face: "I have investigated you. In the cult incident in the Central District, it seems that you have had contact with unknown aliens."

As he spoke, Marshall gave Sister Silent a look, and the latter retracted her 'Soulless' domain.

"Slander! This is slander against me!"

Alvin was immediately excited, his face flushed as he shouted, "I am loyal to the Empire, I have shed blood for the God-Emperor, and I have made contributions to the Empire. Don't think that just because you are an inquisitor, you can slander a good person!"

"Okay, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you!" Marshall glared at him and said coldly: "Why are you here? Explain it to me!"

"Isn't it obvious?"

Alvin smiled, used his index finger to push away the blade, and nodded politely to Sister Silence: "Thank you for your mercy, ma'am. If you don't mind, would you like to change your job? For example... come to my ship!"

Marshall's forehead was throbbing with veins, and he seemed to have reached the limit of his patience. He glared at him: "I don't have time to play with you now, explain it to me quickly!"

The alien army outside is approaching, and the remaining troops cannot hold them off for long. They must race against time, so where do they have the time to chat and talk nonsense with him?

"Mr. Marshall, my purpose here is the same as yours." Alvin slowly stood up and patted the dust off his body: "I followed you all the way, sneaked in here in advance, and... solved the problem!"

"Solved...the problem?"

Hearing this, Marshall and Tasha were stunned.

But Marshall immediately expressed doubt and looked at him for a few seconds: "How do you prove what you said?"

"I can swear to the Emperor!" In the Warhammer universe, swearing is almost always effective. Of course, to prevent the other party from not believing it, Alvin added: "I swear on the honor of the Valshus family!"

Inquisitor Marshall was still skeptical: "With your limited ability, how can you possibly eliminate a Delta-level psychic?"

It’s not that he doesn’t believe it, it’s just too outrageous!

Marshall could see that Alvin was also a psychic, but his level should not be high. He was not even as good as him. How could he deal with Delta?

"Mr. Marshall, sometimes you don't need a lot of strength to kill a person, right?" Alvin smiled slightly and said mysteriously, "Besides, it's normal for wandering merchants to always have some strange props, isn't it?"

After hearing this, Marshall had already believed it for the most part.

Not to mention that swearing by the 'Emperor' and the 'Family' was already a very solemn promise. Combined with the reputation of the 'Valxius' family and the heritage of the ancient merchant dynasty, it would not be difficult to wipe out a Delta.

But to be on the safe side, Marshall squatted down and activated a special psychic detection device: "Give me a minute."

Alvin stood aside, staring at Tasha with fiery eyes until the latter frowned and showed an expression of some discomfort.

"Respected Sister of Silence, would you really not consider working on my ship?" Alvin rubbed his hands enthusiastically: "My place is much better than that of the black-hearted Inquisitor. We have two days off a week!"

The inquisitor who was checking nearby almost choked. He turned around and glared at him viciously, "You shameless traveling merchant, you are robbing people in front of me, aren't you?"

Tasha looked at Alvin helplessly, clearly expressed her refusal with sign language, and took a step back to keep some distance.

Soon, Marshall finished the inspection and nodded to Sister Silent: "He is right, there is no high-intensity psychic reaction here anymore, the target has been eliminated, we can retreat!"

He turned around and glared at Alvin: "You'd better behave yourself. Tasha has an important mission and there's no way she's going with you!"

Important mission? Alvin thought about it for a few seconds. He vaguely remembered that after summoning the Sisters of Silence, the Primarch had a fight with Little Mago on the moon?
"It's time to retreat!"

Marshall hurried.

When several people came out of the corridor, they found that the Undead Warriors had surrounded them, but the difference was that the Chaos side was fighting and retreating, gradually withdrawing towards the ruins.

It seems that they are determined to take the psychic away with them no matter what!

As for the human side, after losing the aspect of chaos, they suddenly fell into great pressure, and their living space was gradually compressed!

The Gauss weapons equipped by the Necromancers can fire energy beams similar to green lightning from the muzzle, which can disintegrate the enemy's body at the molecular level!

In just a few minutes, the human race suffered heavy casualties, with less than fifty people left, including the Space Marines of the Brass Claw.

Looking at this scene, Marshall suddenly felt hopeless: "It seems... we can't escape."

If they had fought hard before the Undead Warriors completely surrounded them, they might have had a chance to escape.

But now, there are undead warriors everywhere, and it is impossible for them to break out with such a small number of people!
"Excuse me, Mr. Marshall."

After stopping, Alvin turned to look at Marshall and said calmly: "What do you think of the alien?"

"At this time, do you have to ask such a rubbish?!" Marshall cursed angrily: "All aliens deserve to die, are you satisfied?"

"Then, what if it is an alien that can save us?" Alvin seemed to have a hint of meaning, with a smile on his lips: "I am curious, what do you think of them?"

Marshall was not stupid either, and he immediately guessed what Alvin was thinking: "Do you have a solution?!"

However, Alvin smiled and said nothing, and did not answer his question directly to avoid leaving any evidence.

That's what empire is.

There are some things you can do but can't say!

Because once it is said out loud, it means you have a pretext and it is easy for others to find fault with you.

"Damn, you cunning boy!" Marshall bit his lip and glared at him. "I think that as an Inquisitor, I can use the power of the aliens when necessary and needed. This is not a betrayal of the Empire, but a better service to the Empire. Are you satisfied?"

That’s so fucking smart!
Alvin was stunned by Marshall's tactful performance. He understood much more than that stubborn little girl Winnie!
"Let's retreat into the corridor."

Alvin returned to the corridor first.

Marshall, who didn't understand the meaning, had no choice but to bet on Alvin, so he ordered all the remaining people to retreat back into the corridor.

After the corridor was filled with people, Marshall asked nervously, "What do you have in mind? Tell me quickly, don't waste time!"

"Everyone, please close your eyes."

Then, Alvin made another request that seemed outrageous.

"Close your eyes and wait to die?"

Marshall was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but he could do nothing about Alvin.

So everyone closed their eyes.

Alvin looked into the dark tunnel, a smile on his face: "Next, it's time to witness a miracle... Count to three, then open your eyes!"

Haha, let those bastards of Chaos slowly search for it in this ruins. If they can find it, there must be something fishy!

They go one step ahead!
"Zhen Tianzun, space teleport!"

Just as the energy in space was fluctuating, a speck of "dust" fell from nowhere and stuck to Judge Marshall's clothes. In the surging energy around it, it seemed to be emitting a faint green glow!
(End of this chapter)