Master, the prison area... The captured Kalyan was currently chained and shackled in a dark cell.
The atmosphere in the Master's prison area was extremely oppressive; the bright corridors had no darkness, illuminating every shadow completely.
After Kalyan was captured, he was now imprisoned in an extremely oppressive and dark cell.
He was firmly bound from head to toe by thick iron chains, his hands tied behind his back, with chains wrapped around his shoulders, chest, waist, and legs, finally secured to a massive electronic magnetic pillar on the wall.
The iron chains shimmered with strange text, and every inch of metal exuded an abyssal chill.
These iron chains were by no means ordinary forged items; they were supervised by Li Feng, and their material was mixed with dust from a higher world, capable of resisting any psychic phenomena.
The runes inscribed on the chains had a terrifying psychic suppression effect, specifically designed to bind warriors with extremely powerful spiritual or physical strength.
Under the 束縛 of the iron chains, even a Thousand Sons Legion veteran like Kalyan was unable to muster even a trace of psychic energy.
In the four corners stood four fully armed Dark Angels, clad in dark green power armour, their helmets draped with hoods, and in their hands, master-crafted power swords that were constantly active.
And in front of Kalyan was a Space Marine wearing dark purple power armour, red gloves, and holding a power halberd.
The true Lord of the Eighth Legion, "There is no Eighth Legion without you"... Jago Sevatarion.
"Heh heh, Sevatar... you've been standing in front of me for almost a week now.
Do what you will, kill or torture." Kalyan tilted his face, which was considered absolutely handsome among Space Marine, looking at the silent "Prince of Crows" before him.
Sevatar: "..."
Soon, the door behind Sevatar opened, and two female Inquisitors walked in, followed by a Tech-Priest...
The four Dark Angels and Sevatar remained unmoved.
Several Custodians walked in, set up a table and a few chairs in the room, and then silently walked out.
And after them, in the silhouette created by the light outside the room and the darkness within, the moment a red-haired woman with shining golden pupils walked in, all the Space Marine, including Kalyan and Sevatar, trembled slightly.
"Lady, do you need us to stay here?" Sevatar, who had not spoken for a long time, finally spoke, and his tone was very respectful; he even lowered his head as he spoke.
"It's fine, you can just wait by the door," the red-haired woman said, and then Sevatar and the Dark Angels walked out, after which the two female Inquisitors took their seats, and the Tech-Priest, holding a small box, pulled out a seat for the red-haired woman.
"mother of intelligence, please be seated."
As the door closed, the high-power desk lamp on the table lit up, and one of the female Inquisitors pointed the lamp directly at the bound Kalyan...
"Name."
"Iskandar Kalyan, three beautiful sisters, if you don't mind, you can call me Little Yi, or Brother Kalyan... Three beautiful sisters, could you tell me your names? (So I can curse you to death later if I get the chance)"
Hearing Kalyan's words, the three women let out soft laughs.
The blonde Inquisitor spoke first:
"Amberly Veil, your words are sweet, but I already have a boyfriend."
"Katarina Lawrence, your tricks are useless against me, traitor."
Then, after a long silence, Kalyan looked at the red-haired woman sitting in the darkness, crossing her long legs...
"This beautiful sister, you haven't said your name yet.
Is it that you don't want to, or are you shy?"
The scene was eerily quiet at this moment, but then...
"Hahahaha, you remind me of my boyfriend.
When I first met him, he was just like that," the red-haired woman said.
Kalyan smiled upon hearing this: "Then, I'm very curious, what kind of person is your boyfriend? Do you mind if I ask?"
At this moment, the red-haired woman slowly leaned forward, her hands gently resting on her knees, and in an aura full of dominance and oppression, she slowly said:
"His name is Li Feng, you should know him."
Kalyan nodded; now he knew why the treatment of the woman in front of him was clearly different from the others.
It turned out she was the current Secretary-General of the Imperial Palace and the girlfriend of Imperial Prince Li Feng.
"Indeed, Sister Sanguinius.
I'm very curious, do you have any questions to ask?"
Sanguinius leaned back in her chair and asked faintly: "Only one.
So far, from your performance, you are clearly very confident about your current situation.
Can you tell me the reason for your confidence?"
Kalyan leaned back slightly and replied with a smile: "My answer is simple.
Originally, my plan was to personally go to Terra.
I needed to deliver a message for my Brother Abaddon; I needed to give it to humanity's false god, to the Emperor himself, before that person dies."
Kalyan heard Inquisitor Katarina's sharp intake of breath.
She realized what Kalyan had just said, and her instincts compelled her to react immediately.
"The God-Emperor is immortal!"
"Everything has an end, Sister Katarina.
Even thoughts, ideas, or gods... especially false gods.
The Emperor is the memory of a man enthroned on a broken engine of false hope." Kalyan took a deep breath, then continued:
"The Golden Throne is decaying, and no one knows this better than those of us who dwell in the Eye of Terror.
We can see the Astronomican extinguish with our own eyes, and hear the Emperor's song wither with our own ears.
I am here now, not to place myself in your hands to mock the annihilation of his light, but neither will I wrap this truth in sweet lies for you to accept with ease."
"These facts are not reports presented to me on a screen, Inquisitor, and the immense casualty statistics clearly cannot be casually dismissed.
The Emperor's light is fading in the galaxy."
"In recent decades, how many fleets have been lost in the flickering light of the Astronomican?
Thousands? Tens of thousands?
And in just the last ten years, how many worlds have erupted in shouts of rebellion, or screamed in the Warp?
How many worlds have disappeared into silence behind the Warp's veil, only to return empty, with only the traces of daemon ravage and trampling?"
"And now, Terra... can you receive any news from the thousands of worlds in the Pacific Sector?
A quarter of the galaxy is already silent.
Do you know why?
Do you know who they are fighting in the shadows of silence?"
Amberly was silent for a while.
This foolish young man still didn't know that his Brother Dun had already been defeated and returned, and even the Chaos Gods within the Warp and the Eye of Terror were facing a "siege" situation.
So, Amberly forced herself not to laugh, maintaining a serious tone as she said: "So, what is the message you bring to the Emperor?"
"Very simple.
Brother Dun initially hoped I would go to Terra, just as we did when the Empire was still young.
I will have an audience with the Emperor, look into his empty eyes, and tell him the war is about to end.
At this end, ten thousand years after being exiled to the Eye of Terror, his fallen angel will finally return."
Katarina interjected at this point: "But why? Why would you be so forthcoming with your enemies?"
"It is the end times, Sister Katarina.
Before the crushing crimson path, you are destined to have no one survive.
The Empire has been slowly heading towards defeat from the very beginning of this long war, and now is the final stage.
I will tell you everything, Inquisitor sisters, because for you, everything is already irreversible."
Sanguinius, however, directly stated: "However, Abaddon's war has already been lost.
Although a small piece of the galaxy has been torn, everything is under the Empire's control.
Moreover, your Brother Dun is clearly not coming to save you..."
"Hmph ~ Sister Sanguinius, do you think I would believe your words?
Yes, you have great strength, and this powerful battleship I am on now; you even utterly defeated us in naval battles, but... the Blackstone Fortress has already collided with Cadia, the tearing of the Eye of Terror has become a certainty, and Abaddon will continue his triumphant advance..."
"Hahahahaha"
The laughter of three women and one machine erupted in the cell, and the entire cell was instantly filled with a cheerful atmosphere.
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