Warhammer: Empire Reboot

He looked at the portrait of Lawson on the first page of the file.

That was a screenshot of a battlefield.

Lawson stood atop the mountain of corpses, behind him stood the living saint with golden wings spread and the White Tiger Power Armor.

The Puritan continued:

"I recommend issuing an expulsion order."

"Request the Grey Knights, Deathwatch, and all nearby loyal fleets to conduct a joint investigation of Agrippina."

"If Lawson refuses to cooperate, then on the spot—"

呲——

Sparks flew from the anti-eavesdropping array on the ceiling of the conference room.

Several guards drew their guns at the same time.

The Puritan inquisitor froze.

This fortress is physically isolated. For external signals to enter, they must burn through three layers of black stone shielding, seven sets of Mechanicus keys, and the Inquisition's own Deadline Protocol.

But the signal still came in.

After the static electricity dissipated, Typhon's screams echoed in the conference room.

"Losen killed Angron!"

"He is the emperor's executioner!"

"He is a loophole in the fundamental rules of the universe!"

"He can truly kill demons!"

Everyone was listening.

No one spoke.

Then came the sound of Typhons pleading for help from Nurgle.

Then came that clear sound of bone cracking.

Click.

The young judges' expressions changed.

Lawson's voice followed immediately.

"Who wants to avenge them? Come on."

"Anyone else who wants to eliminate me, this variable, come at me."

"I'll be waiting for you!"

Broadcast interrupted.

The anti-eavesdropping array has been restored to operation.

The meeting room was completely silent.

The Puritan judge's hand was still suspended in mid-air.

His mouth was slightly open, and sweat began to bead on his forehead.

Valerius leaned back in his chair and let out a long breath.

He did not investigate how Lawson hijacked the confidential meeting room of the courtroom.

This matter is certainly serious.

However, compared to "completely eradicating Angron," the communications intrusion is merely a matter of etiquette.

"Does anyone think what just happened was fabricated?"

No one answered.

The soul fluctuations of Typhon, the echoes of the warp, and the corruption aftershocks of the broken Blessing of Nurgle—none of these can be faked.

Not to mention, after Angron was eliminated, the shockwaves emanating from the Khorne Realm have been detected by multiple listening stations.

Valerius picked up the privilege seal from the table.

The Puritan inquisitor finally came to his senses.

"My lord, but he still..."

"It's still very dangerous."

Valerius finished speaking for him.

"It's too dangerous for us to handle."

He opened the first page of the file and stamped it heavily next to Lawson's name.

“Removed from the ‘Priority Trial and Heretic Purge List’.”

The adjutant asked in a low voice:

"Then which category should it be classified into?"

Valerius closed the file and pushed it to the table.

"The Emperor personally handled the list."

The Puritan inquisitor looked grim.

"My lord, this is tantamount to indulging in permissiveness."

Valerius looked at him.

"You want to go and put Lawson on trial?"

The Puritan opened his mouth.

"I……"

"Can the Grey Knights eliminate Angron?"

No one answered.

"Can the Judgment Fleet survive a salvo over Agrippina?"

Still, no one answered.

Valerius threw the dossier into the incinerator under the table.

Flames rose and engulfed the pages.

"If we were to try someone who could kill Angron, the fleet that would set out would not be the one to judge him."

"It's a suicide fleet."

He straightened his collar, regaining the composure befitting a Grand Inquisitor.

"Order the fleet to change course."

The adjutant asked:

"Target?"

"Gene thieves from the neighboring galaxy."

Valerius said calmly:

"That thing is still within our business scope at least."

The outer reaches of the San Caspar galaxy.

Holy Blood Angel Flagship.

After the broadcast ended, there was a brief silence on the bridge.

The Tactical Thinker array was still operating, its cooling system humming softly. The few mortal crew members dared not look up.

They had just heard news that would be recorded in the annals of the empire.

Angron was wiped out.

Typhons had his skull crushed.

The person who announced all this is also inviting the entire galaxy to kill him.

Seth, the leader of the Flesh-Tearers, stood beside the holographic star map, his chainsaw sword leaning against his leg.

Dante stands before the star map, with the mask of death of Sanguielles placed to the side.

“Typhons’ voice cannot be faked.”

"The subspace oscillation data just transmitted by the Star Speaker cannot be faked."

Seth crossed his arms.

"So, he really did erase Angron."

"Yes."

"This is much harder than tearing open the belly of a great demon."

"Shouldn't this have happened?"

Dante looked at Agrippina's coordinates.

"But it happened."

Seth's smile faded slightly.

"Khorne will go insane."

"They've gone mad."

Dante brings up another layer of data in the star map.

The crimson ripples representing the forces of Khorne are gathering toward Agrippina.

Seth stared at the red light.

"Can the Lord Seal Master hold on?"