The Bizarre Adventures of Cloud Hammer

"An estimated seven hours, sir."

After recovering the Eyeless Winged Serpent and completing the mission of exterminating the pirates, the frigate formation immediately began its return journey.

The formation commander asked the crew:

"What day is today in the subspace?"

"The internal clock says it's the third day."

"On the third day, have each ship in the formation report their status."

When on the warp route, all ships in the fleet must report once every 24 hours to ensure that everything is normal. The warp is not a calm lake, it is a turbulent sea, and accidents may happen if you are not careful.

"As ordered... Report concluded. The three ships are in good condition. Aside from a few crew members being sick, no problems have occurred."

"Set an alarm for me and wake me up in seven hours."

Perhaps because of the warp voyage, the formation commander felt inexplicably tired today, so he wanted to rest until he left the warp.

This should be fine, right?

"How long until we can leave the Warp?"

"An estimated seven hours, sir."

The formation commander frowned and pressed his eyes. Has he experienced this scene before?

"Seven hours... didn't they say there were still seven hours left?"

"Have you done that before? This is the first time you've asked about the time today, sir."

"the first time?"

The formation commander felt dazed. He clearly remembered asking this question. Was he dreaming? Or was he just confused?

The fleet commander stopped thinking about it and gave his orders to his crew:

"Have each ship in the formation report their status."

"As ordered... Report concluded. The three ships are in good condition, with no problems."

"Is no one sick?" The formation commander vaguely remembered that someone on the ship was sick.

"No, everything is fine."

"Okay, set an alarm for me and wake me up in seven hours."

The formation commander thought it might be a dream and it would be over when he woke up.

……

"How long until we can leave the Warp?"

"An estimated seven hours, sir."

The formation commander couldn't remember how many times this had happened, maybe this was the first time, anyway everything was normal.

Once again, each ship was asked to report, and the crew reported:

"Both ships are in good condition and have not encountered any problems."

"Two ships, isn't it three?"

"We have only three frigates in our fleet, sir."

Is that so? It seems so. Their frigate formation only has three warships, but the formation commander vaguely remembers that they also captured a pirate frigate.

Recalling the past, the formation commander felt a hot stream flowing out of his nose. He wiped his nose and his hands were covered with blood.

I am sick?

The formation commander looked at the blood on his hand. He seemed to be in poor health today. This might be a symptom of entering the subspace.

Take some sleep, you'll be fine after a good night's sleep.

"Help me settle my mind and wake me up in seven hours."

……

"How long until we can leave the Warp?"

"Soon, sir, but we need mid-journey supplies. We've received a signal that an Imperial world is very close."

"Then we will head to this world for supplies."

The formation commander touched his nose, and it seemed that he touched it too hard, so his nose fell off his face and bounced on his bloated body covered with pus-filled boils before falling to the ground.

The sailor next to him picked up the commander's nose with his fourth or fifth hand and threw it into the second mouth in the abdomen.

"Let each ship report."

"Everything is normal on both ships, there are no problems, just like us."

"Okay, prepare to jump out of the subspace, praise... praise..."

The formation commander forgot what he wanted to praise for a moment. He dug his head with his hands and then remembered.

“Praise the Lord of Life!”

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"Praise the Lord of Joy~"

Flaroni had forgotten when he began to follow the Dark Prince. He could never forget the supreme pleasure he first experienced. As the head of a famous noble family in Etis, he had dragged his family into the water.

The Prince of Darkness - Slaanesh, was born from the corruption of the Eldar and is the youngest of the four Chaos Gods. Happiness, indulgence, pleasure and even love are its food. Its divinity exists in pleasure, and almost everything is affected by it.

Many people only regard Slaanesh as a god of a certain color, but this is one-sided. The focus of Slaanesh has never been the color in front, but the sin behind!

When Diaz was rising to power twenty years ago, Flaroni was not as stupid as other nobles. He knew that now was not the time for him to take action, so he chose to help Diaz, and after gaining Diaz's trust, he slowly made plans for the future.

During these twenty years, Flaroni has continued to expand his power, and today he has recruited many nobles as his companions. Now it is time to present Diaz, an outstanding human being, and Attis, a shining new star, to the great Dark Prince.

The Blood God believers at the bottom of the hive city are not to be feared. The intervention of Inquisitor Credien is too late. Flaroni expects that within a few months, Diaz will be addicted to his desires. When the sacrifice ceremony begins, Flaroni will be promoted to a demon prince in endless joy. After that, even the imperial fleet will be unable to do anything to him.

The underground of Purple Heart Manor has long been transformed into an altar for sacrifices to the Dark Prince. Symbols of Chaos and Slaanesh can be seen everywhere, and Flaroni performs blasphemous rituals here every day.

Today, just as Flaroni finished his tribute to the Prince of Darkness, an uninvited guest suddenly appeared at his airtight altar.

hum-

A fly. How could there be a fly here?

Flaroni noticed something unusual. How could such a creature with special symbols appear in the Dark Prince's place?

Realizing something was wrong, Flaroni left the altar and called the servants to find out if anything had happened while he was performing the ritual.

"Is this all about the Imperial Navy's frigate formation?"

This was not the first time that Atis had helped the Imperial Navy with supplies, and this matter could be said to be unremarkable, but why did Flaroni feel so uneasy? He looked at the location of the Atis starport in the sky, and in his vision, a thick green fog with a corrupt and foul smell was spreading in the sky.

Flaroni felt his heart stop beating, and he immediately ordered his servant:

"Help me contact Lord Diaz!"

"Okay…communication is down, my lord!"

"Prepare the car and go to the Governor's Mansion immediately!"

Without even bothering to change his clothes, Flaroni asked his servants to prepare the car immediately. He wanted to tell Diaz immediately that this fleet must not be allowed to enter the port.

Flaroni's vehicle was speeding in the top area of the tower when suddenly alarms and gunfire sounded, causing the entire top of the tower to fall into chaos. This forced many vehicles to brake suddenly, and Flaroni's car was no exception.

"Orbital defenses firing?"

Flaroni got out of the car and, like many of the tower's residents, looked up.

In the sky, a strange phenomenon is happening at the location of the Atis Star Port. Countless meteors are falling towards the capital of Atis, the Hive City. Only a few people know that those are not meteors, but pieces of warship fragments with decay and disease!

Several pieces of debris smashed into the top area of the hive tower. One of them flew over Flaroni's head and fell towards a location, which was Flaroni's Purple Heart Manor.

"It's over."

The fragments that smashed into the manor seemed to smash into Flaroni's heart. The chaotic power representing Slaanesh that was drawn out by the fragments made Flaroni's heart chilled to the bone. His twenty years of planning were destroyed in an instant.

"Shall we still go to the Governor, sir?"

"No need! Turn around immediately and contact the others. This is a provocation from the Lord of Corruption! I will never tolerate the gift dedicated to the Prince of Darkness being tainted by these filthy fellows!"

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The contact from Diaz's assistant made Credion feel a little relieved. It seemed that the lord had not been infected by heresy, at least for the time being. As an inquisitor, Credion must be wary of any heretical behavior.

The heretics on Atis are deeply hidden, but this does not pose a problem for Credien. He has plenty of ways to find out all these heretics.

"How long will it take for the Condemnation to be repaired?"

"According to the rumored news, there are still 15 Terra Days left."

The Condemnation is Credien's vehicle, a modified cruiser. Because it was damaged in the last mission, it had to go to a special world for repairs. Credien will be promoted to Grand Inquisitor soon, and then the Condemnation will be handed over to Allen to inherit.

Thinking of his disciple, Credien was both happy and worried. With Allen's personality, he would sooner or later suffer setbacks in this universe. Credien hoped that Allen would not change his original intention after experiencing these difficulties.

But, is this possible?

Credien sighed. It all depended on Allen's luck.

"I don't know what this kid Allen is doing..."

Credien stood up suddenly, a strong sense of crisis rising in his heart. He heard a sound. It was some kind of echo from the subspace, brought to Atis through an unknown medium.

This was definitely not the work of the heretics on Atis, because there was no sign at all, and the heretics would not give up their advantages to take such a risky action.

As an Inquisitor and a psychic, Credien began to mobilize his psychic power to find the source of the echo. As he thought, the echo did not come from within Attis.

"Space?"

Credian looked up. If it was the Chaos forces attacking from space, how could there be no warning? Atis was not an undefended marginal planet.

"My lord, I have received news that a frigate formation of the Imperial Navy has arrived in Aitis... My lord?"

Upon hearing his assistant's report, Credien immediately put on his Inquisitor uniform and put his power sword and pistol on his waist.

"I will leave for the Governor's Mansion immediately. You will immediately take charge of the Ministry of Justice, the Ecclesiarchy, and the Sisters of Battle and have them all prepare for battle! Also, find a way to contact Alan and have him come back immediately!"

Credien's sense of crisis intensified further, and he could even faintly smell a stench in the air. He rode a modified motorcycle and rushed to the planetary governor's palace without stopping.

Ignoring the guards' obstruction, Credien came all the way to the planetary governor's study. There seemed to be some strange fragrance in the governor's study, but Credien did not notice it.

"Lord Diaz, that frigate formation..."

"I know. They are heretics disguised as the Imperial Navy. I have already notified the orbital defense artillery to open fire. These enemies of the Empire will soon become garbage in space."

Diaz already knew about the abnormality of the formation. After the frigate formation entered the port, the plague gas and zombies pouring out of the three frigates plunged the entire starport into chaos. Then the three frigates directly left the port and headed straight towards Atis. They wanted to directly crash into Atis's hive city.

The orbital tower notified Diaz immediately, and Diaz immediately ordered the planetary defense force to set out to eliminate the enemies in the starport. The orbital defense system has also been activated, and the loaded artillery is ready to directly destroy the three frigates in space.

Diaz's series of responses were all correct, but Credien's sense of crisis did not disappear. At this time, the orbital defense artillery had already opened fire, and the three frigates were directly blown into pieces by the artillery fire without any evasion.

Is the crisis over?

Absolutely not!

In the flames of the explosion, the seventy-seven fragments of various sizes remaining from the three frigates broke through the atmosphere with the help of the power of chaos. Most of the fragments were shot down by anti-aircraft fire, but a small part still passed through the fire. These fragments smashed into various floors of the capital hive, and several pieces hit the area of ​​anti-aircraft artillery.

After a fragment finally fell somewhere on the top of the tower, Credien felt another different chaotic force.

But the chaos is about to begin.

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The people who returned to the bottom nest did not go back the same way. Under Alan's guidance, they went to another road leading to the bottom nest.

Allen and everyone were walking and chatting along the way. He had almost figured out the personalities of these strange guys, and he also felt that these guys had some opinions about the empire, but he couldn't conclude that these people were heretics.

Similarly, everyone also got to know more about this young trainee judge. Along the way, Alan talked a lot with everyone about the Lower Nest. What surprised everyone was that Alan could actually get along well with the civilians in the Lower Nest. Such a people-friendly judge is indeed rare, if this kid is not lying.

"Did you hear any sound?" Alan stopped and covered his ears with his hands, but he could still hear the sound ringing in his ears.

"Yes, mice and bugs." Xianyu listened and found no other sounds except the sounds made by mice and bugs.

"It's not a rat...someone is crying."

The sounds became clearer in Alan's ears, crying, shouting, praying, screaming... Alan could feel the despair overflowing from these sounds.

"Luochen?"

Brother Ou noticed that Luochen also put his hand to his ear and said: