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[X]
His steps were all over the room, staring at what was on the table and the person sitting ion the chair. Like a hawk flying over its prey, Solomon Bane continued to watch and judge what to do with what had been presented to him this day.
On the table there was a book, which so many times had been about to burn this day. And on the chair, there was an old woman to whom she had also been about to shoot him more than once on this day.
Again he raised the plasma pistol and aimed it at the book, then at the old woman, then he put the gun away again.
The book, according to the old woman, had been written by the old ones, little was known about them, only a legend even among the inquisitors. But the value was both dangerous and favorable, because not only harlequins were looking for it, chaos was also behind this tome, keeping it could be very dangerous, destroying it could generate a great loss to destroy chaos. He just could not decide.
But one question kept gnawing at him from within. Why had the old woman brought the book to him and not to those xenos?
"I just cannot give something like this to these creatures. They exterminated the dwarves of the mountain in cruel and horrible ways. There's no way they can do any good with this book." It was what she had told him; at least she could justify it with her hatred for the Xenos.
Finally the Lord Inquisitor occupied the other empty chair while wiping the sweat from his forehead. "Do you understand what this entails? You possess not only an alien artifact, but also a cursed grimoire that could condemn more than one subsector. By imperial law, and by common sense, I should destroy this artifact here and now and also execute you immediately for danger of corruption."
The old woman did not answer, but nevertheless in her eyes it was seen she was ready to accept whatever came. She had seen too much in all these years after all.
"However, the information that I could get out from here can be useful to counteract certain threats. Normally I would take this with me, however, at this time I cannot do it. I am in the middle of persecuting an enemy of the empire and I cannot have much time to spare. "
The old woman waited for him to finish and then spoke. "I do not care if it's destroyed or you are taking it, just make sure to get it away from that daemon and that sorcerer Ainz Ooal Gown. It is too dangerous for them to have it. "
The inquisitor remained silent for several minutes until finally he spoke. "Since you have seen one ... of those beings ..."
"Do not tell me the obvious, inquisitor!" Rigrit exclaimed in disgust. "I've seen enough to know that this monster is the evilest thing that can exist! If you are going to kill me, do it here and now, I do not care, I have already fulfilled my mission and I would be more than happy to meet my old friends."
Solomon seemed to be speechless, but finally laughed, a slight laugh that could barely be told as one. "I see ... I see. Well, then I suppose I'll have to give you some barracks, because although the possibility of corruption is present, you have useful information about the daemon you saw."
Solomon pressed a button on the wall and after a few minutes a couple of Scions appeared to escort her.
After leaving the outside a roar swept all over the place, Rigrit started and looked west to where the kingdom of Re-estize could be found. "What's happening over there?" she asked. The night horizon became day as rays of light and flecks of comets dropped from the sky like the punishment of a god over the world .
"What's going on?" She asked.
"That…" The inquisitor Answered. "It's an orbital bombardment. It seems the captain has begun."
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"Damage confirmed. 8000 km2 on affected area." He mentioned one of the servants who controlled part of the instruments of the ship. A battle barge.
"We'll keep that up for three hours, do not hesitate to eliminate that scum." Captain Gregorius spoke.
The vengeful Retribution kept firing without hesitation, his sister ship; storm chaser had separated from these to escort the fleet that had been left behind
However, only three ships had accompanied the inquisitor after dealing with an insurrection in a civilized world that had ended with the rise of Khorne cultists and the appearance of the treacherous chaos Astartes.
Only three squadrons of grey knights were now escorting the inquisitor. But this pact would end after his entire company return to Titan to deliver the report to the Grand Master.
"The heretics and daemons burn! Glory to the emperor on this day!" one of them Said, Dimus, who was cleaning his sword of energy.
"That's right, brother." The captain Said. "But we must not lower our guard, chaos is not so easy to overcome with only an orbital bombardment."
"What about that daemon named Ainz?" Another Asked. "Should not we exterminate him now?"
Captain Gregorius grunted at the question. It was more than obvious he wanted to destroy that heretical scum and cleanse the world with an exterminatus, but the Lord Inquisitor would not allow it. He talked about crazy things about relics that could serve the Imperium, what good could do artifacts damned by ruinous powers?
"Lord Bane has decided to wait until our other ships arrive, fortunately, there are only four Terran days left for them to arrive at this system, they have already received our coordinates and if the emperor allows it, they will arrive here without problems"
"Lord Bane is being too soft with that daemonic plague. It would be wise to launch an attack on that place before its roots rot this world. "
"Patience, there will be time for that. Their forces are not enough to represent an immediate threat, "the captain said. "It is the daemon of chaos that has been around this world which should concern us. Even if we reduce this continent to ashes, I doubt we can immolate it too."
Suddenly an alarm signal was heard as well as the arrival of an officer of the imperial navy drowning for lack of air to run too.
"My... my lord! It is an attack! The xenos attack us! "
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She leaned back on the throne, a throne too big for her. And even then, it was not really used to royalty, because the marble on which it was made would obviously be uncomfortable after sitting for several hours.
"It's so convenient that I can barely believe it's true." The girl said to the minister, but nevertheless, her voice was like someone with several years on her.
"Convenient, but it's not totally good. Few can believe that we are still alive after such a thing. Even if it also fell within our borders, however, it was too convenient that it has destroyed only the settlements of the beastmen so easily." the minister said, the only one apart from her who had allowed to be in this place. Both were alone, dozens of anti-information spells had been planted on the site to prevent information from escaping.
The most troublesome thing now is going to be explaining how is that a storm of lightning and fire such as has never been seen before had fallen upon the beastmen who were trying to invade the Draconic kingdom. Nothing, not even the dragon lords could do something like this. What could be capable of such a thing?
"Anyway, we should take this opportunity and rebuild again. With the threat of beast men eliminated, now we can only prepare for the future and recover our past glory. "The minister spoke.
"And wait for another of those apocalyptic storms to end with us?" The queen Replied. "If we do not know anything about this, it could bite us again in the long run."
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On the hill he stopped, the grass changing infinitely bizarre shapes at every moment. The simple fact of existing in the materium made causality and acausality lost all sense. Such was the devil of the one who changes the ways. A lord of change.
His staff emitted an unreal energy, a force impossible to understand came from the tip in the form of a spear. At their feet danced a pair of pink horrors while others bluer cried and lamented.
More also, at his side, there was another person. Her former human form had changed in part, one of her arms was no more than twisted purple-colored tweezers, her skin was now a pale color and her legs were beastlike.
She saw the immolation, as millions of beastmen were exterminated, savoring her pain and suffering, reveling in the essence of her sorrows. For Renner, this view was a feast.
"Ara ... there are still some left," she said when she saw a beast man, with the features of a wolf, trying to climb the hill, for what it seemed, she was a female, she had a baby with her. It crawled, every moment feeling the sting of pain while carrying its son under its arm.
Renner, laughed, let out a sick and sadistic smile when he saw them. In her hand a whip of warped energy was formed which lashed against that beastmen. Its legs disappeared, they were no longer with it.
Even with her unbearable injuries, the female wrapped the baby in her arms trying to protect him. Renner smiled twisted at the banal attempt of hope, she was sure that the Lord of Change could feel it too, and how that hope would shatter.
She took the pub, despite a beastmen being physically superior to a human, Renner was no longer a human, she was no longer tied.
She threw the baby, which fell next to the pink horrors, they laughed before the creature that cried, the blue horrors cried with the baby.
They danced, they played. Throwing the baby from one side to the other, they tried to throw it, to catch it. Even for the ignorant, this cruel bizarre scene was impossible to observe. The flames enveloped the calf, which finally passed into the hands of the blue horrors. Both pulled, not wanting to share, and after a few slight pulls, the baby broke in two reducing with the ashes of his charred body.
And the female who had been forced to see screamed, because in spite of her superior strength, for Renner, was like holding a small animal. Finally, its body was sliced, the speed of Renner's hideous pincers was impossible and in only seconds she dissected it alive.
"Enough games." The great demon growled. "Our mission is urgent. The pieces are in place, the play has been made, all that remains is to claim destiny. "
"Is this what you were looking for?" Renner said in an ironic tone when she saw the ash statues scattered around.
The Lord of Change laughed, and began.
Infernal words came from its mouth, filthy spells that made reality tremble with every word unknown to all mortal language. In its hands, its staff filled with more and more power, an energy warp sphere was formed and this melted into the crosier.
With a blow on the earth the energy spread, flowed like the river through the channel.
And it get to the bodies of ashes.
Then it emerged from them, twisted and monstrous beings, their pale skins contrasted with the bird peaks of their mouths. Raven horns and eyes full of savage.
The Tzaangors emerged, like the plants of a seed. The sacrifice was paid and the ritual performed.
And so it came to the great demon of chaos, an army such as had never been seen in that world, millions of henchmen at his command.
"It is not." The Lord of Change Said. "it is this."
The chaos daemon turned and moved toward the top of the hill. In front of it the space was torn and the immaterium left to be seen. His abominable energy enveloped him.
"Wait, are you done already? What about this army? Why did you create it if you will not do anything with it?" Renner said, surprised and annoyed by what was happening.
"Only a fool would attack straight forward, Princess. Why waste my strength when I can let them kill each other? "
The tzaangors began to advance through the portal, all following their master. Renner was upset; they had taken away her chance to get new toys, toys that were inside the tomb.
"Oh, do not put on that face, dear." The Lord of Change spoke. "Come, the gardens of Slaanesh will offer you all the pleasure you are looking for while you wait."
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A wave of energy washed the side of the ship while the void shields absorbed the worst of the damage by sending it all to another dimension. Multicolored trails of light burned as the energy of more than one hundred suns of the xenos weapons of the invasive Eldar corsairs crashed against the revengeful retribution interrupting the bombing sequence on the continent of the world below them.
Five Nightshade class destroyers led by an aurora-class light cruiser headed straight for them. Like sharks in the void they fired their volleys and flew with impossible agility. More energy bolts flew as the corsair chase ships flew straight to their targets ready to deliver their lethal plasma energy charges.
One of the cruisers shuddered, its shields falling and its hull melting by the attack of the xenos. Macrocannons and energy lances fired, a salvo of incandescent plasma fire reaching one of the ships splitting it in half and reducing it to debris floating in the void. Another xeno ship fell victim of the fire of the energy lances that melted it by getting too close.
Even so, they could not have finished all the ships. "All the weapons, fire against the flagship!" The captain in the Vengeful Retribution Ordered. The torpedoes flew against the enemy ships looking to reach it, but nevertheless the advanced alien systems would not allow that. A pair of sonic torpedoes hit the starboard of the cruiser unleashing deadly waves of ultra-frequency that made the void shields shake. A third impact with the belly of the ship destroying and disabling its batteries of lower lances. It burned in a sphere of fire taking away the millions of crew members it brought with it.
The vengeful retribution fired it lance batteries terribly shattering the side of the flagship of the corsairs. This caused an opening in the formation of the xenos allowing another salvo of macrocannons to impact through the hololitic field of the alien ships.
A second imperial ship was destroyed, taking with it the last two remaining xenos ships. Only the revengeful retribution was left.
"We have nreachs in the hull, reactor in critical condition, fires in decks from 6335 to 6722, 70% of our weapons are disabled." a tech-priest spoke.
"Inform Solomon," Captain Gregorius said. "Start land operations, send everything we have on this ship. There are still three days left before the reinforcements arrive."
[X]
Enri hid in the corner she had found, or at least that's what she tried. The smell of oil and bones invaded the place as well as a dense and heavy air, as if it had been used many times already.
She tried to make herself as small as possible. Nemu was not with her, they had taken her and the children to a different place. Where? She couldn't know. She was alone, this time completely. All her family gone now, in the end nothing else mattered anymore .
Again an explosion boomed and the walls shuddered at the energy that flowed through them. She had felt it before; everything had started a few minutes ago. Strum after rumble. Something was happening outside, and she was trying to wonder what might be able to cause this effect on such a large ship.
She had no idea where nemo could be, she could not be in such a big ship. Several soldiers had taken her to the cells where she would share the space with four more. All had been accommodated in different cells and had only been left there. A few hours ago a man had come alone to leave a bucket of water and some insipid bars of food.
Another earthquake shook the ship accompanied by another rumble, she tried to hide again, she had no idea what was happening out there.
And then one last roar occurred, the biggest ever see in her life. And she felt like air escaping, a hole had opened in the wall and the void of space was invading everything in its path. All was sucked by the escape through the hole, into the void, into outer space.
Enri only had a few moments as she shot off towards the abyss, she got to see a sphere, as well as countless other lights.
In her primitive mind, she only thought that that bluish sphere was very beautiful before she died.
[X]
Demiurge watched the burning horizon, and beyond the mountains all the kingdom of Re-Estize was reduced to ashes.
Nothing, not even a super-level spell could be able to do that, not even a world-class item could be compared to such destruction. In minutes half a continent had been erased from the world.
Albedo would surely say something else, She would say that Ainz-sama could do the same, She would say that Ainz-sama by himself could create such a feat. Oh, such a brilliant mind so easily blinded by faith.
Even if it could be blasphemy, he I knew well that Ainz-sama could not do this. Not at this magnitude, not at this scale, much less at this speed. Not even the supreme beings could approach.
It was then he noticed something in heaven. Hundreds of objects descended from the clouds at full speed. He activated his magic and could observe those objects; they were similar to winged boxes that plummeted down. Like birds of prey going for new victims.
And when he saw the golden Aquila, Demiurge felt the real terror.
This time the Imperium of mankind had come with all its fury.
[X]
The huge statue of more than ten meters high was split in two thanks to the bolter fire of the avenger bombers. After its fall many celebrated as they ran towards the knights of death wielding swords and other primitive weapons.
It was known that many would die but few cared. They had found hope, a way in which they could get rid of the tyranny of the sorcerer king.
And so, although dozens died, the fire of the avenger bombers and the support of the tempestus scions destroyed the death knights who had been stationed in the Baharuth empire.
Among the embassies they were looking for the elder leeches that had been sent by the sorcerer kingdom. Like a storm the Scions entered and with flamethrowers and melta guns burned everything they saw. The lychees were reduced to ash piles or vaporized instantly.
In just three days the Baharuth empire had been "liberated. " On the antlers of the castles one could see flags with a golden Aquila waving.
The taurox was advancing through the streets now converted into a war zone; a death knight was cornered while a team of tempestus scion reduced it to ashes with their flamethrowers. An elder lich tried to run, but a lasbolt pierced its chest vaporizing it instantly.
And all this was being observed by Ainz in Nazarick. After him were Albedo and Demiurge, both in clear disgust for how these Imperials had taken their vassal nation.
"Ainz-sama..." Demiurge spoke. "We should take into account the suggestion I made a few days ago. The offer of the harlequins may be the best option at the moment."
"Are you going to trust those clown elves!?" Albedo snapped. "Only a coward would dare to flee from humans! You ask us to go into that 'webway' or whatever, right on their own ground so they can do whatever they want with Nazarick. And I thought you were as smart as me, Demiurge. "
"Your pride will kill us, Albedo." Demiurge answered. "We are facing an advanced civilization capable of destroying continents in minutes. What will you do when they point their weapons at Nazarick!? What will you do when they go after Ainz-sama!? I've seen firsthand what those Imperials can do. We must let the harlequins carry Nazarick to the webway."
"Nazarick will not fall. We will gather our forces and we will end the Imperium. Our numbers are greater and if we use our world class items we will surely win."
"They ended up with a complete company of Death Cavaliers in a heartbeat. The ginzos we sent were useless. What makes you think we can beat them if they come seriously? "
Meanwhile Ainz had been sitting and keeping silent. He had not moved since they had started, he was terrified to speak, he knew that what he said could be decisive for Nazarick's survival. However, he could not refuse the wishes of his children. Demiurge's plan was the most sensible. The Harlequins had offered to take them with everything and the tomb to the Webway. But nevertheless, doing that could make him look bad in front of the Npc and would stop considering him in such high esteem. On the one hand, he would be free of his own authority, but on the other, he could lose the respect of the guardians.
Finally, Ainz spoke.
"Demiurge is right. However, we cannot sit idly by while those humans stain the name of Ainz Ooal Gown. I will not risk taking Baharuth again, but I will not sit idly by either. Albedo, gathers our armies, meanwhile Demiurge, tries to negotiate with the harlequins." He addressed both respectively.
"Yes, Ainz-sama." They both answered at the same time.
[X]
The maid poured more wine over the glass cup into Solomon's hands. He took time to taste it. It was not as good as amasec, but refusing hospitality was the least he could do now that this nation was ready to be prosecuted.
Through the streets, the Space Marines of the Fifth Company of the Blood Ravens marched proudly, followed behind by the 392th of Cadia. The people around him were amazed and cheered their liberators who had come from the stars.
"A glorious sight, don't you think, Jirniv?" Said the inquisitor after drinking all the wine and letting the maid give him more.
"I think so, Lord Bane. This is a day of glory for humanity now no longer is burdened by the monsters that inhabit these lands."
Jirniv also drank from his cup, let the maid give him more. He looked through the streets full of these humans of the stars. It seemed like a dream, even something impossible to believe. That humanity had prospered so much as to make a place among the cosmos. Little could also understand of the stars. Most of these studies were just superstitions, mostly focused on magic. Fluder had already tried to study the stars to reinforce his spells but had abandoned the idea after a few months.
"As soon as this is over, I will name you governor of this system, Jirniv." The inquisitor Said. There are some moons in the gas giant next rich in resources. "
"I am honored, my lord. But what about the demi-humans? How should we treat them?"
"I would prefer you to refer to them as mutants or xenos. And I've already deployed a number of Cadian squads to hunt them and exterminate them. We must also deal with some things in this place. So do not expect to become governor for tomorrow."
Jirniv laughed heartily at the inquisitor's joke.
"Of course, Ainz Ooal Gown is a threat that must be eliminated from this world. But I must warn you that he is a demon of extreme intellect. Be careful, Lord Bane. "
"Naturally. It's my job to deal with demons like this after all."
Both drinked once more. Jirniv's ambition growing at every moment through the words of the inquisitor.
"World governor ... it's not a bad title, not bad ..."
[X]
Through the darkness of the city a shadow moved, with a high experience in stealth she slipped through the guards patrolling that area. Going into this place had not been easy, the guards on the outside were not like what a city like this would normally have, much less the ones she had encountered for so many years. She was grateful to herself for being careful enough to use as a decoy a blond girl with short hair who had been kidnapped from a village a few days ago. When the guards saw her she knew that they would shoot her with arrows, they would not spend spells on something they could shoot down with just a bow. She never expected that the young woman would end up split in two by a beam of bluish energy. Her item allowed her to see in the dark and distinguish what had happened, when she saw her she almost thanked any god who was seeing her that she had not been touched. After all, when she saw the charred corpse, she realized how all her organs had been cooked instantly and now a rancid foul odor ran down her wounds in a kind of soup.
She used all her tricks but had finally managed to sneak into the city, a few days ago she had heard in refugee caravans that there was an incredibly safe place for humans, where monsters and demi-humans would only be a bad dream and there was no way they could oppose the new power within the capital of Airwintar and its surroundings.
He had almost died but it had been worth it. After all, she was running away.
But it could be so dangerous as to make it a run? Even if she had already died crushed once, the trauma was not as serious as what she had seen. When Zuranon discovered that artifact, it was when everything went to hell. It did not take them long to become worse than they already were. The sacrifices were an everyday thing, several members of the cult had mutated in grotesque forms and others did not stop cheering a being called Tzeentch .
It made her sick. Those rituals had more than just reanimating deads or invoking powerful magic. She felt that there was something, a being scrutinizing her mind and everyone's. A being feeding on their feelings and devotions.
She continued to advance as stealthily possible. She knew that if she met more of those guards she had found on the walls she would have no chance against their weapons. Even with her speed at the level of the heroes she could not be as quick as light.
She was considering what to do from now on. The only thing she knew was how to fight, torture and murder. Since she had memory, it was the only thing she knew.
Maybe becoming adventurer was a good option. Killing demi-humans for money seemed like a good idea. But she had heard rumors that the demi-humans had been exterminated overnight. How had that happened? It was not easy to kill a demi-human, the scripture of sunlight knew how difficult it was to do that.
She passed near a large building, probably of some nobleman. It seemed strange to find a huge golden two-headed Aquila adorning the front. Never, in all her years serving black scripture, had she seen or heard of a symbol like this.
A procession advanced on the street, in spite of the darkness these people advanced with clothes of priests singing prayers of revenge and hatred. Next to them were men and women in robes and robes of red as blood, all carrying amulets with images similar to the golden Aquila that she had just seen. She also noticed that this mob was equipped with weapons, mostly swords and axes, but nevertheless there were others with strange weapons she had never seen, some of these weapons had a small flame on the tip of the barrel, she did not know what it could be, maybe a magic weapon, could only speculate.
However, she noticed other beings were advancing in the crowd too. Demi-humans A dozen goblins, two ogres, a troll, and some elves. All of them were chained, their steps were heavy and they were even pulled by the chains to keep up.
She was curious to see how these people had managed to capture a troll and now they were walking around the city. After all, trolls are known to be extremely difficult to deal with. And even then, they were taken as trophies by these fanatics.
She decided to follow them, curiosity called her. From the distance she kept their steps until arriving at the central square of the city. There were several pyres with woods at the base. Bonfires, once used in the first cults of the six great gods. She had an idea of what would happen now. Other people were also there, civilians probably. They cheered at the entrance of the priests and sang praises. Between their hands and they flew rocks hitting the half-humans and hurting them slightly.
All the demi-humans were chained to the steel poles. Shortly after the priests climbed a platform to address those who followed, one of them, the one with more symbols and richest clothes spoke.
"Our beloved Frateris Millitia! Faithful to the golden throne and to Holy Terra! Rejoice! For once again we bring the justice of the emperor upon the infidels and pagans. Before you are the last Xenos that used to plague Baharuth, vile creatures who enjoyed your misery. Today, on this day, in this place. They shall be purged in the name of the Imperium. There are no more witches who threaten your families, because we have finished them all, and now, we will finish with the scum that remains. "
Several men in black hoods approached the fires carrying torches. They easily set fire to the wood and the promethium in it. Fireballs came up instantly.
The goblins were the first to perish, between shrieks and cries the flames enveloped them. In seconds their bodies burned and their vocal cords melted.
The ogres tried to break the chains, however, the material with which they were made would not yield. Their hard skin bought them some time, but after a few minutes they started to cook from inside. The flames destined them a horrible death, the fat of their bodies bursting them apart. The troll tried to escape, but the flames eliminated its regenerative capacity .
The elves were screaming in agony, with the flames enveloping their bodies pleading for forgiveness and salvation. Yet wouldn't get anything from that for them, instead just screams and insults while some civilians threw wood at the stake.
These people would make the theocracy more than happy, she thought. She had no idea what tricks they had used, but they seemed to be more efficient.
She decided to continue towards the adventurer's guild. She had an idea of where it was, because there were so many times she had come here. After a few minutes of walking she finally arrived at the place. However, when she found the building could not understand what was happening.
Where the guild flag once had been, the flag of a two-headed golden Aquila was now. Men and women came and went; those who left the building carried strange weapons and olive-colored armor. She did not understand why it was all that. Even more, she did not know why the guild was no longer there.
"Hey, you." She called a peasant who was walking near. "The guild, what happened to it? Did they move it to another place? "
The peasant turned to see her. "No lady. The guild closed its doors five months ago. A month after the Imperium arrived. The guard swept all the monsters causing all the adventurers to lose their jobs. However, a couple of weeks ago Governor Jirniv opened this place, here you can apply to join the planetary defense forces. I have not signed because I have a stable job. But they say the pay is good and you have three meals a day guaranteed."
"Planetary defense? What is that?"
" Ehmm... how to say it... let's see, when the Imperium came to this world they brought many wonders with them. Incredible weapons that could even easily kill an adamantite-class adventurer. But apparently they hate Xenos, or more known as demi-humans and other creatures that inhabit this world. That is why they decided that it would be better for the PDF to take care of that instead of spending unnecessary resources. They give you better armor than an adventurer , one of their 'rifles', rations and they send you to watch the streets and the borders to hunt xenos or watch out for protects someone. I heard they have been catching elves to sell them as slaves, but apparently the Imperium does not care much for elves as long as we pay the tithe."
"I see ... money and food for killing other species ... it does not sound so bad to me."
Clementine walked towards the building. Beside the doors were two guards, both armed with las-rifles and carapace armor.
[X]
After performing the ritual cleanings, the archbishops of the six great gods sat at the round table. With them were the representatives of three of the six scriptures, the special forces of the slane theocracy . Not long ago they had already held this meeting, however, a great event had made them lock themselves in this place several times to debate for several hours, even days. Today would not be different, however, this time it was an even more important issue.
"Although we have finally controlled the problem with the possessed magic casters, we must still look for ways to find them substitutes." The Archbishop of Fire spoke.
"Although it is fortunate that we have so few arcane spell casters in our nation," said the leader of the scripture of the camellia.
"So. What news is there about this Imperium? These past few months have been quite hectic with them present." Spoke The archbishop of the god of earth taking the discussion to a more serious issue.
"Although we approve of their rejection of everything that is not human. Their methods are something... raw. This latest report shows them using poisonous gases on demi-human tribes has proven to be too meticulous and even imaginative with their forms of purging. " spoke the archbishop of light who served a little more than tea .
"I must say that I have a high interest in their weapons. They are incredibly advanced and possess a lethal precision. If we could reach an agreement with them we could reinforce all the scriptures and give them a capacity like never seen before. "Said the archbishop of the fire.
"But it is clear that they are looking for something more than just helping humanity in this world. If what our informants have told us is true, then we cannot relax. A civilization so advanced that it possesses more than a million worlds... I only hope that its greed does not rival its weapons." spoke the leader of the scripture of the camellias. "Astrology of a thousand miles, at least in her state, has managed to witness a battle over beyond the sky. Her report sounds more like a duel between titans and gods in their ships drawn from ancient mythology. "
"With such power they should have already been able to conquer this world. They were even able to destroy half a continent in a matter of minutes," Said the archbishop of the wind. "I start to fear what would happen if they tried to give us a visit..."
"Even so, why would they destroy the kingdom in that way? What would they gain from it? Would not it be more a loss? A great loss of land means less resources to exploit if they wish to colonize this world," continued the leader of the scripture of the camellias. "Or maybe the kingdom could have offended them in such a way as to provoke that, that's the question."
"It makes sense." Spoke the archbishop of the earth. "The nobles of the kingdom are a bunch of morons who cannot judge a situation more than how enrich themselves. However, if they decide to establish communications with us..."
"In that case we would have to bow our heads and accept their terms..."
A dark and heavy atmosphere formed in the room. Nobody protested at such a possibility, after all, who could say that it was a lie when the evidence was there?
"Even if it means the oppression of our people?" The archbishop of darkness spoke.
"Should I remind you that we should care more about the sorcerer king?" The leader of the black scripture spoke again. "Its power and the fact that it has founded a country is already quite alarming. If the empire of humanity can simply erase that country from the map it would be great."
"And what do you think will happen once they have destroyed the sorcerer kingdom?" Snapped the archbishop of the water god. "Where will their weapons aim once they have finished with the sorcerer king?"
The discussion was interrupted when there were knocks on the door. He was allowed to enter the one who had called, he was a servant, a messenger who had probably been sent by one of the generals at the border.
"I'm sorry to interrupt you in this meeting. But it is a matter of great importance. The Imperium has contacted us, an emissary of theirs is now heading here. They says he is a member of the 'adeptus ministorum'. "
"Did they let one of them come in?!" the archbishop of the water exclaimed furiously.
Although threatened, the messenger was not intimidated by the priest. "My lord. With all due respect, the general felt it would be unwise to start a conflict with a civilization capable of devastating entire countries with such ease. In addition, the emissary has said that he only wants an audience with you. "
The archbishop of the water just sat back massaging the temples of his head. It was the archbishop of fire who spoke.
"very well. Then so be it. Where are they now? "
A conflicting mode was seen in the messenger, clearly looking for a way to explain what he was about to tell them.
"They... will arrive in a few minutes. They will come by air, in one of their flying artifacts. "
"Let's not say more." The archbishop of the fire spoke. "Prepare the embassy; make sure to give them the best impression possible."
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Both Valkyrias descended on the square, marble covered the floor of this, the building opposite, the meeting would be in a noble mansion only the more rich guy in the kingdom of Re-estize could buy. The embassy was a place where few nations had been treated, only a few that could be treated with one hand, after all, there were few nations where the human race was prevalent. This was seen by the leaders of the Slane theocracy.
Most of the time it had been to demonstrate superiority to the other human kingdoms, the draconic kingdom begging for help or the sacred kingdom receiving the blessings of the six great gods.
However now it seemed different.
Ambassador Thymoteus Rief Someil was adjusting again his clothes, these were the best he had bought, the jewels of his wardrobe. Fabrics of high quality and an embroidered robe with ruby jewelry representing the god of fire. The edges were of gold and his cane of silver and copper. A relic that had passed through generations by his family.
The holy guard of the theocracy guarded this place. Knights in full plate armor, skilled paladins in numerous forms of combat with all known weapons. Holy magic casters in their own right, able to make a fool paladins of the holy kingdom, even that woman, the strongest paladin of that kingdom, couldn't be compared to one of them in both experience and teamwork.
When both Valkyries opened, the ambassador and his retinue held their breath. They had never seen an artifact like this, it was huge, almost twenty meters long. Its noise was brutal, like the war cry of an entire army. When it finally landed its doors opened, when that happened it was as if each one of them feel their hearts stop. What could that ship bring? How powerful could the people of the Imperium be to build something like this? The ambassador was sure that one of those two ships could be more than enough to win any war.
Those who left first of one of the ships were twelve men. Soldiers, apparently, all dressed in bluish and dark armor. However, each of them carried different brands and emblems on their armor. A golden Aquila was shown on their chests as well as other brands unknown to them. Their faces were covered by helmets whose helmets covered them completely, only a pair of red eyes shone in front of them, in one of their shoulders there was also a kind of lens that constantly rotated focusing in different places. They carried strange weapons with them attached to their backs.
They did not understand what these soldiers of the Imperium could do, they carried swords, but they seemed to prefer the other weapons. They were magical items maybe, some whispered.
However all the attention was placed as the other Valkyrie opened its doors. What came out first were two women, dressed in full-body crimson armor. In their hands they carried weapons that were just as strange. They could not describe or know what they could be or do. In their waists was a sword of fine detail and art, few swords such as he had seen in his life. Yet still he could not understand what these visitors were capable of.
The next one to leave the Valkyrie was a man, a priest, age seemed to claim him, but in his walk one could see some forces and inability to surrender.
But nevertheless his clothes were nothing less than magnificent. Fabric of impossible quality embroidered in gold and silver, symbols, crosses, each of these plated in gold and adorned with a jewel. From his neck hung a two-headed golden Aquila.
Behind him appeared eight other women dressed in red armor, each guarding the surroundings and guarding the priest as they would as a king.
But nevertheless, a familiar face also came out of the flying artifact. Her emerald eyes and blonde hair made it easy to recognize her. The leader of the adamantite adventurers team from the kingdom of Re-estize, Lakyus. However, she also was using red armor and carrying these strange weapons. So many questions they had, but it seemed like they could finally get some answers from her.
The priest raised his hands to his chest making the sign of the Aquila and a slight bow. "Greetings, in the name of the god-emperor. I am Bishop Benedel Martisus Cresus. Servant of the ecclesiarchy and especially to the god-emperor on his golden throne. It is the will of Himself that this day we meet with you. "
The women in red armor took the weapons to their waists holding them in some unknown way, all put both hands in front of their chest and made the same sign of the Aquila. All including Lakyus, although the latter did not seem so used to doing so.
"Welcome," the ambassador said. "Slane theocracy is happy to welcome you at its doors."
"Thank you very much, ambassador. Now, where will this meeting take place? "
"It will be in this place. It has been properly conditioned to carry out such events. Over here, follow me. "
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The maid poured the wine, her hands trembled very lightly, barely perceptible, but for the Eclesiarch was quite obvious she was nervous. And how could she not be? Well, it was when she was carrying the tray that one of the women in red armor stopped her, from some of the leather bags in her armor, she took out a small bottle in which some small spheres were found, used them to check the contents of each drink placing a little of each in a cup. When she finally felt satisfied, she allowed the servant to continue under her merciless, attentive gaze.
"You will have to forgive my bodyguards. They take their work very seriously and efficiently. "The ecclesiarch said as he toke his drink.
"I must say that I feel a bit upset. I do not understand how you would think we would do something so vile and cowardly as to try to poison you." the ambassador Replied.
"While it may be a bit paranoid, it's never too secure. After all, there is no sacrifice too small." Benedhiel took a sip of his cup and then continued. "I'll go to the point. Your nation has caught my attention and that of the ministiorum. A nation where miracles granted by pagan gods can be kept in their men of faith. Although I must admit that it is useful in a certain sense, it is still a pagan act that cannot be forgiven. "
The ambassador was speechless, he had an idea where this conversation was going, but he refused to want to believe it.
"Excuse me, Ecclesiarch. But I do not understand what you mean. The religion of the six great gods has been around for centuries, I doubt we can call ourselves pagans. "
"Let's put it this way, ambassador." The bishop laid the empty cup on the table. "There is a reason why we are interested in you. You hate mutants and xenos, in spite of serving pagan gods they can demonstrate great faith, faith that is misguided. However, with the correct guidance of the Ecclesiarchy, it can be well exploited. "
The paladins in the place took their weapons to their waists, yet the sororitas did not move.
The ambassador did not know what to say. More wise the meaning of those words, after all, the right of the powerful was the conquest over the weak. In desperation he looked at Lakyus trying to find a way to solve this. However she just limited to looking down in a tone of guilt.
"Lakyus-sama... please, you have followed the water god since your birth. Please say something."
Lakyus didn't raised her eyes, she did not dare to look him in the eyes. Yet, she spoke.
"The Imperium has shown me incomparable things to everything I've seen before. Fighting against them would be foolish." She then looked him in the eyes. "Slane theocracy could never win. What the bishop is offering you is an opportunity like no other. If you accept it, the theocracy will prosper like never before, if they do not do it then everything will burn... I implore you! Make the right decision. Do not let your people suffer! "
Speechless. The ambassador then looked at the Ecclesiarch who was taking another sip of tea. How did this happen? What had they done wrong? This man here present was declaring a war of conquest that he could not be sure that the theocracy could even win.
Then he had an idea, if he used this man as a hostage he could negotiate with the Imperium. Maybe even reach a peace agreement.
"Paladins! Arrest this man! "
The guards of the theocracy advanced with swords in hand, some sang spells of faith and others prepared to charge. Only one of them could be compared to the great warriors of the more senior levels. Few would be able to face them.
And yet, so little was left that it could be said that it had been useless.
The bolter fire was heard, hyper-sonic rounds echoed in the room as each one pulverized the paladins. Some managed to pass the bolter fire by pure divine intervention. But when trying to hit the Sororitas with their swords, they bounced off the armor without leaving a mark. Instead, the swords of the battle sisters cut the armor like a knife cuts the water. There was no resistance and only mutilated bodies split in two were watered throughout the room.
The ambassador was on the ground, trembling. His clothes were stained with the blood that was watered all over the floor. His mind could never understand what had happened, but there was something that was very clear to him.
They could never defeat this Imperium.
"Lakyus, dear. If you would have the honor to finish this for me?"
Lakyus did not move at first. But the wellbeing of her friends alive allowed her to return to the vigor she sought. She approached the ambassador, from her waist took the bolt pistol. Her arm trembled, her heart screaming at her to not pull the trigger. But she could not follow her reason, this was a test, a test by the bishop so she could show who she should serve. Tears came from her eyes, as she looked the ambassador in the eye.
"Is it the will of the emperor?" The ecclesiarch asked.
"It is ..." she said.
And fired.
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"It's just too much!" Exclaimed Demiurge as he slammed his fist against the metal table.
"Giving you all our world-class items for transport us and Nazarick to another world is simply unfair and absurd. Giving them all that would end up leaving us too weakened. "
The Ardathair simply made a gesture shaking his head from side to side, like an adult who has used the logic of a child.
"There are several problems that involve carrying his entire grave through the webway. Since there is a portal in this world, even so, it is too small to carry you all. Your king has given me an estimate of at least three kilometers long by two wide, take you through the webway would be extremely complicated, as well as dangerous. We would have to use some seers to do such a thing, and even more to get you out of the webway again . In addition to that we must select in what kind of world and in what part of the galaxy you will end. All this takes a price, and one that will not be anything cheap. "
"But still." Demiurge Continued. "It is too high. Also, why do you want so much world class items? Your civilization looks advanced enough to create their own. "
"Oh, we do not want to use them as weapons. Its effects are too dangerous, so they will be kept in a safe place away from curious looks. How about this? We will leave this Rubedo, it still counts as a world class item. So you would not be totally helpless. "
"... I'll have to discuss this with Ainz-sama. I will give you an answer as soon as I receive my orders . "
"Then you must decide fast." I continue the harlequin. "Time is a luxury that we do not currently have."
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