Warhammer 40k: Melee Warriors

The death of Red Cloak created a devastating ripple in the Waaagh Field of the Farflies. The remaining Farflies had forgotten their previous mission and were only thinking about avenging Red Cloak, embarking on a desperate path to their deaths.

The Butt Spirits at the Rocket Base dropped their wrenches and oil cans, deeply grieving the deaths of Red Cloak and the Butt Spirit Grandmaster. They even considered opening the gates of the Rocket Base and launching this magnificent behemoth, created with their last remaining strength, towards the Nest City.

Just then, a group of scoundrels stepped forward, and their appearance quickly stopped the despair that permeated the rocket base.

They were apprentices personally trained by the Red Cloak, possessing all the knowledge to incite the Farflies to cause trouble and to set traps that would leave the orcs in a state of chaos. In a sense, they were an extension of the will of the Red Cloak and the Farfly Grandmaster.

These farts deserve to adorn themselves with red, symbolizing that their pursuit of equality for farts and Waaagh's power will be as swift and unstoppable as thunder.

One of the most red-clad fart-like creatures grabbed a microphone and shouted at the panicked fart-like creatures in the rocket base, "You bunch of cowards! Cowards! The death of the great Red Cloak and the Fart-like Grand Master is enough to make you all so panicked!"

Koken should be very familiar with this voice, after all, he had just been threatened by this shrill and venomous voice.

The other fart-like individuals turned their attention to these instigators, the red-faced fart-like individuals, and immediately swung their fists, throwing a bunch of trash at them in rebuttal, "Who are you calling a coward, you worthless bastard? We're going to fight those despicable shrimps to the death! To avenge Red Cloak and Fart-like Grand Master!"

"Revenge! Revenge!" Red Butt Demon's face was somewhat ferocious. He spat and cursed the Butt Demons for their stupidity. "What right do we have to avenge Red Cloak and Butt Demon Grandmaster? We can't even protect ourselves! We can only be blown to pieces by the shrimps' cannons, flying high into the sky and then falling down."

Some scoundrels were still unconvinced, pointing to the large rocket filled with fuel nearby and saying, "We still have rockets! As long as we aim at the Nest City, we can definitely turn many shrimps to ashes!"

Red-Fart shook his head, pointing out the irresponsibility in the other's words, "Using the rockets we painstakingly built to bomb the shrimps' nest! What a huge waste! If you really do such a thing, when you get to Brother Mao's side, Boss Red Cloak will definitely be so angry at your stupidity that he'll laugh! My fellow Fart brothers, you need to think carefully, what is Boss Red Cloak's ideal? What is this rocket for? It's for the hope of so many Farts rising up to fight, and now you want to strangle it?"

The fart demons quieted down considerably. They pondered amidst the shouts of the red fart demons, and after a long while, they finally gave a somewhat dejected reply.

"The rocket works... but Red Cloak Boss and Farting Master are gone. What are we going to do? Even if we send the rocket into the sky, it's just a dried spore without filling. It's a pity to throw it away, but it's tasteless to eat it."

"No, my fart brothers." The red fart was now full of fighting spirit and high spirits. The anger and despair he felt when he saw the red cloak die tragically at the hands of Komi were completely gone. It was as if the collapsed Waaagh position had found a center again in this short period of time.

"One Red Cloak falls, but thousands upon thousands rise! As long as we live, the fight against the Red Cloak has not been lost, and the Red Cloak's great Waaagh will one day succeed! Now, let's launch the rocket and shoot the Red Cloak leader's voice higher and farther into the sky!"

Inspired by the Red Fart Demon, the Fart Demons stopped shouting about turning the rockets into weapons and shooting them at the Nest City, and instead busied themselves with making final adjustments and maintenance to the rockets.

Red Fart and the other elite Farts boarded the rocket, where they used the loudspeakers installed on the rocket's surface to bid a final farewell to the Farts in the rocket base.

"One day we will return, bringing countless farts to reclaim this stone ball! You guys call it Red Mining World, we'll rename it Big Fart City!"

The rocket was buried deep underground, and the metal gate at the top slowly opened. The sky, blackened by war, awaited the rocket's penetration. The Red-Butt Demons sat inside the rocket, silently reciting the precious knowledge taught to them by the Red Cloak.

"Those scoundrels shouldn't be developing their power on the Great Plains; they should be operating in the complex environments of rubble, ruins, and garbage dumps..."

"When encountering a powerful enemy, one should retreat proactively, luring them into a complex battlefield to divide them up, and weakening their strength through continuous harassment..."

"One fart-monger is weak, a hundred fart-mongers aren't strong either, but if tens of millions of fart-mongers work towards a common goal, nothing can stop us..."

The rocket tore through the sky, leaving a long trail of smoke before disappearing through the clouds.

The rocket base's parasites saluted the rocket, then quickly planted explosives throughout the base.

Half an hour later, the rocket base exploded. To the Imperial Army, the explosion was nothing more than a major accident caused by the clumsy actions of the scoundrels.

Komi breathed a sigh of relief after learning that all the fart spirits had been wiped out. As long as the red-cloaked man was dead, the remaining fart spirits were no threat.

Peace has finally returned to the world of Red Mining. During the long period of resisting the orc invasion and eliminating internal traitors, many people died and many families were torn apart.

The lower nests were almost entirely wiped out; only those who joined the mobilization corps and those who lived closer to the upper nests managed to survive.

Upper Nest also suffered heavy losses. The effects of the plague from the Nurgle cult have not been completely eliminated, and fresh corpses tortured by evil magic can still be found in some dark corners.

The top political power was reshuffled. Many old families were either taken away when the corruption in the subspace receded or were completely wiped out by the military. The remaining small families were also closely monitored, and any abnormality would result in the extermination of the entire family.

Today, the Red Mining World has become the domain of the military. Many officers and legions who have distinguished themselves in the war need to be rewarded, making them the best candidates to fill the gaps in the Upper Nest and the elite population.

The soldiers became workers, diligently working amidst the ruins under the orders of the mechanical clerks, for this would be their home in the years to come.

Chapter 88: A Classic Backstab, One That Must Be Tasted

The barriers between the light-skinned upper-nest people and the dark-skinned lower-nest people have also decreased significantly, and the camaraderie forged in battle is far stronger than the minor differences in skin color.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that those who insisted on discrimination have already died under enemy fire and sniper fire from their own teammates.

Komi, who was revered as a saint, finally had some leisure time. He could lie on his soft bed and sleep in comfortably without worrying about artillery fire hitting him and waking him up.

About two weeks later, Komi received a letter sealed with a wax seal from the court. Upon opening it, he discovered that it was from the judge he had met before, who wanted to have a private conversation with him.

The location was naturally chosen to be on the Inquisitor's ship, a sword-class frigate named Vigilance. This ancient ship had served the Empire for far longer than the Inquisitor himself.

Its design and construction have withstood the test of countless battles, and the efficiency of the laser weapon array and close-in weapon turret installed on it can meet the needs of most combat scenarios.

The requirements for logistics personnel are not so strict. Any marine who has received the most basic training can operate this warship. The mechanical spirits existing in its hull are also extremely gentle compared to those of its larger and more powerful battleship sisters.

Using a corvette as a vehicle might not seem fitting for an inquisitor, but Komi wouldn't underestimate this inquisitor because of that.

In the Imperium of Man, a warship with a Void Shield, Geller Field, and Warp Jump capability is a rare and valuable asset.

Ships that lack the ability to traverse the subspace are not a threat even if they are equipped with devastating cannons. The distance between one world and another is enormous, and a ship that can only navigate by conventional means often requires the efforts of several generations to complete this long journey.

The vast starry sky harbors countless worlds of the human empire. Even if every shipbuilding world capable of producing ships produced at ten times the original efficiency, it still could not meet the empire's needs.

Not to mention the extreme dangers of subspace travel, which cause many warships to disappear en route, becoming steel prisons that bind the souls of their crews in the chaotic sea of ​​souls.

Therefore, both the human empire and the Chaos traitors try their best to avoid completely destroying a warship. Using boarding tactics to kill all the rebels on board and capture them is the more advantageous approach.

The sword of the Vigilant was predominantly red and gold, reflecting the supreme status and unchallengeable authority of the Inquisition in the Empire. Komi, accompanied by some close associates, boarded the warship in a shuttle.

The internal structure of warships is very similar to that of a nest. The lower deck, middle deck, and upper deck are divided into many functional areas. Humans who live and work in them can hardly see the scenery of the upper deck in their entire lives.

Those high-ranking officers and managers on the upper decks wouldn't demean their boots by going down to the harsher lower decks to suffer.

The only way for people on the lower decks to understand the ship's owners was through holographic projections or cold commands coming from loudspeakers.

Komi walked through a long corridor, and at the end of the corridor, the door slowly opened with the help of his servants. Inside was the judge's office, the ultimate power center of this ship.

Countless secrets are hidden in the vault behind the Inquisitor, and the security door made of fine gold ensures that no one can peek into the Inquisitor's secrets without the password.

The judge's table was flanked by bookshelves, piled high with books and documents of all kinds.

The judge smiled at Komi, then closed the book in his hand. In that instant, Komi saw the title on the book cover.

An Inquiry into the Sacred

"Saint Komi." The judge bowed to Komi with the salute of the eagle, and Komi returned the same salute. "The calamity of the Red Mining World has finally ended. Thanks to the Emperor's blessing, the people of Red can continue to enjoy their hard-won lives."

“They have made great sacrifices for their world, and it is only right that they receive such a reward,” Komi replied matter-of-factly. He had a feeling that the judge had summoned him for something unusual.

After thinking about Commissar Kane and his judge girlfriend, Komi realized that the judge was interested in her abilities and wanted to recruit her into his team to do some dirty and tiring work.

They either raid necromantic tombs or seek out and kill members of the Chaos Cult.

Koji didn't want to work for this judge; he just wanted to get rid of this dangerous guy as soon as possible so he could carefully cultivate the Red Mining World and see if he could earn some divine power.

The judge nodded, seemingly agreeing with Komi's statement. The human empire's survival in this dark universe was not due to the charity of aliens and evil gods, but rather to the bloodshed it had earned.

Only those who fight to the death deserve to enjoy the emperor's favor; those who live a life of cowardice deserve only to suffer a fate worse than death in shame.

The judge, leaning on a statue of an eagle, spoke to Komi with an unyielding and uncompromising tone.

"Sage Komi, your power shouldn't be confined to the small world of Red Mining. Countless humans in this hazy, peripheral sector need your guidance and assistance..."

Well, it looks like they're trying to get people on board...

Komi thought to himself, interrupting the judge before he could finish, "Your Honor, the situation in Red Mining World is not yet fully stable. The lingering poison of the Dark Gods has not been completely eradicated, and I receive daily reports of casualties among the garrison. The wilderness outside the hive city is also not clean; the orcs stubbornly survive in the barren land, just waiting for the day they can return."

"These are just minor issues, and I believe General Derek will handle them."

Komi saw the judge gripping the eagle sculpture tightly and realized that the man was about to use his power to intimidate him. So he revealed the holy crest that the Holy Monastery had given him, hoping to clear the judge's mind.

The judge glanced at the holy emblem, his serious face revealing no other emotion. In the end, he simply sighed and, as if yielding, extended his other hand to Komi.

With a flick of his finger, Gu Jian subconsciously took two steps forward, getting much closer to the golden circular floor tile in the center of the office.

At this moment, the judge's expression turned cold, as if he had issued an extermination order to a peaceful and sunny garden world.

Koji's body trembled, and sensing something was wrong, he quickly retreated.

However, this was still not as fast as the judge pressing down on the eagle statue.

Click.

The golden circular floor tiles suddenly opened, revealing a black obelisk connected by numerous cables and mechanical metaphysical devices, which came into Komi's view.

Necromantic creation?

Koji immediately recognized the creator of this thing. With a flick of his wrist, several throwing knives fixed to his arm slid into his hand. Before he could throw them, a burst of energy was released from the obelisk and struck Koji.

In an instant, much of Komi's soul was stripped away, and his fingers no longer obeyed his commands, remaining frozen in place and unable to move.

Chapter 89: The Judge's Judgment Was Quite Sound

A miniature exorcism zone? How come this Inquisitor is hiding such a good thing?

No, no...

The more serious problem is how this judge came to the conclusion that he needed this soul-removing device to deal with him.

Komi was shocked. All her struggles eventually turned into her body slowly tilting downwards, finally making intimate contact with the cold ground.

The judge's situation was also not optimistic; his soul was also affected by the exorcism zone and was being slowly peeled away.

His body contains a large number of mechanical and biochemical modifications, so even when his body becomes unresponsive, he can still use commands to activate his body's activities.

"Give up, demon. Before this alien creation, you are like a lamb to the slaughter."

The judge had complete faith in the obelisk, which he had plundered from a planet about to be swallowed by a black hole.

Many elite soldiers died in the battle to excavate the obelisk and the black stone. The inquisitor thanked them for their sacrifice and installed this strange, ancient creation under the floor of his office, filling the gaps in the walls with black stone.

When the obelisk is activated, the entire office becomes a prison from which demons cannot escape or enter.

Although activating the obelisk will consume a great deal of the ship's energy and turn many people on board into zombies, these losses are completely acceptable compared to the obelisk's exorcising effect.

He always encountered particularly dangerous situations when navigating subspace.

On one occasion, the ship's engine failed, which directly caused a gap to appear in the Geller Field covering the hull. Numerous demons poured in through the gap and slaughtered all the sailors on board.

The judge survived the demon by activating the Exorcism Zone. His body was also unable to be controlled by the soul due to prolonged exposure to the Exorcism Zone. However, for an judge, undergoing advanced mechanical modifications was not a difficult task.

The judge's voice drifted into Komi's ears, and he struggled to lift his head, staring at the guy with disbelief.

Part of it was grievance, and the other part was fear.

It's over... This fifth god's blessing is indeed not so easy to accept. His soul has long been twisted by this damned god, to the point that the judge noticed something was wrong, but he still struggled to defend his innocence.

"A demon? You're the demon! I've put in so much effort to help the world of Red Mining achieve peace, and all I get is the demon you call me? Are you an idiot? Are you mentally challenged? Aren't you afraid the people on the planet will riot if they find out you killed a saint? Aren't you afraid the Emperor will be so angry he'll stand up from his throne if he finds out what you've done?"

"You dare to mention humanity's great guardians?"