Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 242: Grey Knight Grand Mentor, the Dragnet

The legendary Grand Master of the Grey Knights was right before his eyes, but the crazy old man Taylor had imagined looked quite different.

Although he seemed at a loss because he had not communicated with other humans for so long, his words, actions and logic were quite good.

Now, he drinks fine red wine and explains this chaotic and distorted world to Taylor.

And for the Emperor’s sake, in the remains of this Governor’s Palace, in addition to the wine, there is also a cold storage that is still in operation.

Taylor and his friends had a full meal with a large amount of frozen meat and relatively fresh vegetables.

Then they planned to take bread, fuel, salted meat and potatoes, so that they could hold out for a while longer.

This inexplicably made Taylor feel more at ease about the future. After all, the addition of the Grey Knights' Grand Master and the newly added supplies were not bad.

Although there were no explosive bombs available inside the Governor's Mansion, there was still a promethium generator. Taylor diverted the fuel of the generator to Ferenstein and used it to charge the laser gun.

To be precise, their power swords, chainswords and power armor can also be wielded for a period of time.

In fact, robbing a governor's mansion has always been a good job that Taylor has been dreaming of.

Although this Governor's Mansion was actually the leftovers of demons and thugs, Taylor had a lot of time, so much time that he became numb, to find what he needed.

Now he drank purple Amsette and asked.

"So, this is the Realm of Khorne, and we have indeed entered the Warp."

The Grand Master wiped the grime from his silver armor and replied, "That is likely the case, but you came with the body of a Daemon Primarch."

"This is the first time in history that those evil sacrifices will not be invalidated. The material will not disappear, and neither will the emotions and magic."

"In other words, Angron's body has already been shaped, so summoning him again will not be that difficult."

"For Chaos, and especially for his children, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

Taylor said pessimistically. "So everything I did was useless?"

"I got myself into jail and the result was something ridiculous?"

The Grand Master shook his head. "Of course not. Everything you do will undoubtedly be trouble for them."

"Ordinary great demons can appear by tearing through the Warp, but beings like Angron require a specific area to tear a rift large enough for him to pass through."

"There aren't many places like that. You've really disgusted them."

"The problem is, entities like you need that kind of area to leave here."

"Or a complex ancient ritual or a legendary machine..."

Taylor asked now. "But I heard many people saw you jumping around in the warp."

Having said that, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. He saw that the stains on the Grand Master's armor that had just been wiped off suddenly reappeared.

Taylor was silent for a moment, and then the Grand Master spoke tolerantly.

"I might be dead already."

"I am also a demon, but I am loyal to the Emperor. Although I don't want to admit it, I am no longer human."

Taylor replied. "No! No, it's not..."

The Grand Master's old face smiled. "No, if I can kill demons, what's wrong with becoming one?"

He stood up and said.

"Fortunately, I know a madman who can help you, but I'm not sure if he's willing to help. But if he wants to, then it's not impossible to leave here."

Taylor said. "I'll do anything to get me out of this place!"

"I'm tired of going hungry and living in fear!"

The Grand Master replied. "Then he's not far from here. Let's go."

Taylor asked. "Aren't you going to Ferenstein?"

The Grand Master replied. "No need. I'm already accustomed to walking in the chaotic Warp. Besides, how far and how much you can walk here depends entirely on your understanding."

"Honestly, you're incredibly lucky. The last time I encountered an Imperial structure like this being sucked into the Warp was about 30 years ago," Taylor said tremblingly. "Then may the Emperor bless me even more."

They quickly left this warm stronghold just to get a glimmer of hope.

On the way, Taylor was as uneasy as ever, and was worried that Ferenstein's condition would deteriorate.

There was no repair shop here, and he couldn't drive Frenstein into Khorne's war factory and yell at those demons and zombies.

"Fix my car!" huh?

Obviously, this suicidal choice is not reliable.

But when Franstein was running on the scorching earth, it could be disrupted by the uncertain time disorder of the subspace at any time.

Taylor was worried about whether they could reach their destination.

Fortunately, hard work pays off. Guided by the huge silver-white body of the Grey Knight, Taylor saw an abandoned Khorne forge.

It emits no sickening sulphurous fumes, nor the ceaseless hammering of forges day and night.

When they walked into the huge, long-abandoned ruins, they saw a huge metal body operating a lot of scrap metal.

The turrets simultaneously fired a barrage of flames and bullets made of a mixture of obsidian fragments and demon bone shards.

A giant metal object was standing behind the turrets made of scrap metal, manipulating them with its iron tentacles in all directions.

The Grand Master shouted, and a psychic shield appeared around him. The translucent light curtain easily absorbed all the fierce artillery fire.

At the same time, the Grand Master raised his weapon and said, "Xenos, I need your help."

The huge metal monster raised its head for the first time. Its dark green cheeks were embedded with metal eyeballs, and more than half of its body had been exaggeratedly modified.

He looks like a mechanical sage, with a tattered red robe draped over his back.

He said in a hoarse voice, "I won't help. I have my own things to do."

Taylor stepped forward uncertainly. "Are you the greenskin leader?"

The metal giant hesitated, then said, "Blood Axe's human boss?"

The Grey Knights' Grand Master said uncertainly. "Why do these words sound so strange together?"

"Blood Axe is a greenskin tribe? A human leader? What's going on?"

Taylor said helplessly. "That's a long story..."

He was now lamenting that the greenskin who had once perished together with the Great Demon Tzeentch was not dead.

He was probably drawn into the Warp rift and now came here.

Thinking of this, Taylor was a little unsure whether this monster would help, but the other side spoke first.

"I can't trust that silver can, but I know Chief Taylor is a man of his word."

"I'm looking for something, and you probably are too."

"We need to talk about what's going on and how I can help you."

Taylor was a little unsure, and he timidly approached the huge metal monster.

To be precise, he is a bit like Kaul, not in smell or appearance, but in the way he seems to have many souls and is unpredictable.

As he approached, the greenskin spoke.

"You probably want to leave here, and I need to too."

"There's the remains of a Webway Gate here. I've always wanted to study it. If possible, I could activate it."

Taylor thought about it. "The Webway... that's a good idea."

The monster smiled and said, "Then let us renew our alliance."

(End of this chapter)