Hero Inquisitor, Peter Parker!

On the sunlit European battlefield.

Everywhere the eye could see lay ruined walls and wreckage, wisps of green smoke rising from them.

Or human remains tangled together with wrecked vehicles.

Auto-Servitor Robots, organized into Combat Squads, used extraordinarily precise movements.

They continuously gathered the remains of fallen warriors from everything around them, while also spraying large quantities of holy water produced by followers of The Emperor and local Ecclesiarchy Priests to cleanse vast stretches of land contaminated by Chaos flesh and blood.

At the same time, Apothecaries and Tech Sergeants from various Astartes companies, assisted by many Mortal Warriors, swiftly collected any usable Gene-seed and Power Armor.

At the very edge of the battlefield.

Within a radius of several hundred kilometers, dense clusters of prefabricated metal buildings had rapidly been erected.

Groups of X-Men Patrols from the Mutant Nation took charge of maintaining security throughout the entire area.

More relief supplies and manpower from the Asian Region were also arriving, helping one Mobile Hive City after another relocate to safer areas as quickly as possible.

As far as the eye could see, numerous treatment stations for the wounded, corpse cremation sites, damaged equipment recovery stations, and Psyker Purification Centers were spread evenly throughout the area in orderly chaos.

Inside one of the sealed rooms that was outwardly called a Psyker Purification Center but was actually used specifically to inspect for Chaos corruption, a fierce verbal confrontation was underway.

"Intern Inquisitor Peter Parker, do you currently feel an irritation and anger rising from the depths of your heart? Do you have any dark urges to keep killing or destroy everything?"

A low male voice slowly asked.

"Gentlemen, this is the seventy-seventh time you've asked me these damned questions! Do you think I should be angry and irritated?"

"I clearly passed both