The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Hearing that Soshjan had to enter the Imperial Palace alone, Maximillian turned to look at his Chapter Master, about to say something, but the other party immediately raised his hand.

"It's okay, Max. After you get back, tell Ustad to take the warriors to Dorn's Fortress."

"Yes, sir."

Then Soshjan glanced at the sword at his waist and smiled:

"So, do I need to unload my weapon?"

"No need, we have no reason to treat a victorious commander returning in triumph so harshly."

As he spoke, the two gates slowly opened, revealing a dim passage. Soshjan then walked into the inner city of the Imperial Palace surrounded by a squad of Custodes.

When he passed through the ramparts, he finally realized how thick this city wall was, at least a hundred meters thick at the base alone. Moreover, he saw the heavy alloy gates that were open in the dark walls, which meant that if someone invaded, these gates would close immediately.

The team remained silent. The only sound in the dim passage was the sound of footsteps. Soshjan was not sure how many eyes were watching him during this process.

When they emerged from the long, dark palace wall passage, the first thing that caught his eye was a towering giant tower in the distance. He had read the relevant introductions and knew that it was the Custodes' Tower of Hegemony—also the Custodes' combat command center, coordinating the various security measures of the Imperial Palace, concentrating numerous data sources and security systems, and monitoring all the buildings of the Imperial Palace.

Probably he is also the focus of attention and supervision at this time.

And in the farther distance, he could barely make out the greatest building in the Imperial Palace—the Imperial Senate, which is almost the apex of the entire Imperial Palace, only shorter than the Emperor's Forbidden Palace. It is like a high mountain far away, both hazy and blurred, like a gray line standing on the storm-filled ground.

When he looked back at the ramparts, he saw more details.

The entire ramparts seemed to be divided into more than a dozen layers, some of which were train tracks for transporting ammunition to the defense towers, some were giant pipelines for providing energy to the void shields, and some were extended take-off and landing platforms where gunboats and aircraft could be seen parked. The entire city wall stretched for hundreds of kilometers with magnificent momentum. It was definitely not guarded by the Custodes. The guards were basically mortals, such as the Lucifer Black Guard in black armor, and the Palace Sentinels in white robes. Some of them stood at their posts, and some patrolled constantly in squads, and their barracks were inside the ramparts.

Most of them probably won't be able to leave the ramparts even half a step until they retire.

The interior of the Imperial Palace is very different from the exterior. Although Terra is the heart of the human empire, it is still as dirty, chaotic, and full of various metal extensions and complex maze streets as other human cities. However, the interior of the Imperial Palace is almost another world.

There are not many buildings here, and they are basically huge ancient castles. All the walls are plated with gold and similar warm colors. Everywhere you can see gurgling fountains and statues of the Emperor standing. The roads are sandwiched between green trees and flower beds. There are even small pavilions for people to rest and enjoy the scenery beside the huge artificial lake. Grapes are planted on and around the pavilions, because the Imperial Palace was built by directly cutting off the hillside after constructing the terrain, so it looks very flat.

Servants can be seen hurrying everywhere here. The entire palace is even divided into outer and inner halls. Maintaining the normal operation of the outer hall area alone requires billions of service personnel. Moreover, the outer hall area also has key departments such as the Obsidian Fortress, the Imperial Archives Fortress, and the Central Office of the Department of Military Affairs.

Of course, it takes a lot of time to walk through the outer hall area, so the Custodes prepared aircraft. Soshjan boarded the cabin directly and headed straight for the inner hall area.

During this process, Valerian did not say a word, and Soshjan could only look at the scenery of the Imperial Palace passing by outside the window in boredom.

About ten minutes later, the airship landed, and it landed on a huge square.

This square is circular and more than two kilometers in diameter. When Soshjan walked out of the cabin, he was immediately attracted by the huge statues.

Statues of the Primarchs stand around the square, each nearly a hundred meters high. From the resolute Dorn to the compassionate Sanguinius, each one is lifelike, as if Soshjan saw them alive again—

Lion El'Jonson, Jaghatai Khan, Leman Russ, Dorn, Ferrus Manus, Sanguinius, Guilliman, Vulkan, Corax, nine Primarchs, are presented here in different forms.

At a certain moment, Soshjan's brain felt a sharp pain, and his body swayed. He subconsciously reached out and wanted to hold something beside him.

But then a strong hand supported his elbow.

"What's wrong?"

Valerian's doubtful voice came from under the golden pointed helmet.

Soshjan shook his head vigorously.

"No nothing nothing"

After taking a few deep breaths, he walked into the sun.

There should have been 20 gene-Primarch statues here, but after the Great Rebellion, the statues of the traitor Primarchs were also overthrown together, leaving only 9 loyal Primarchs, so it is also called the 9 Primarchs Square, but almost no one knows that there were 2 Primarchs whose statues disappeared long before the Great Rebellion.

Following the clockwise order, Soshjan's target quietly swept towards the base of the eleventh statue.

What kind of person should have been on the empty base?

After entering the inner hall area, there were much fewer people. Attendants in white robes stood on both sides of the walkway, holding incense burners in their hands, and lowered their heads slightly.

The air was full of smoke. The servants had lit the incense burners in the corridors and halls. There were also many huge niches beside the walkway. Those niches survived the rolling bombardment of the Siege of Terra and have been watching the solemn courtyard of the inner hall of the Imperial Palace for ten thousand years.

Stepping over the golden walkway, Soshjan entered the corridor leading to the Senate. There were not only servants here, but also Custodes patrolling, holding decorated spears, and vigilantly watching every corner.

But when Soshjan saw them, he just felt pity. These Custodes are known for being the most outstanding. They should be the most outstanding and capable warriors in the Empire today, but for the sake of past guilt, oaths, ceremonies, and honor, they have been staying in the Imperial Palace to serve, wasting their powerful strength here, in a place where war will almost never come again, spending their days and nights patrolling in perfectly lacquered armor.

The Emperor needs protection, but the Empire needs protection even more.

Soon, the destination of this trip, the Imperial Senate, appeared in front of him.

Before seeing this building, Soshjan first saw the Dorn statue standing on the east side of the Senate. He had heard about this from Tirean. It was said to be the decision of Primarch Guilliman. He wanted his brother to always watch and monitor this brain of the human regime.