Once I Searched Desperately for a Ghost, Now I Have a Whole
Ghost World
The Sonem VIII orbit, the flagship of the Fourth Legion, the bridge of the Death Wither.
Adams stared at the holographic image on the strategy table, while Nicholas, the Storm Discipline Psyker beside him, spoke in a deep voice.
"The Auger Matrix scans indicate that geographically it could be classified as a temperate world, but what I see is flame and death, and what I hear is a terrifying death Shriek."
"The howling storm is more terrifying than the storm that caused Fenris's primordial furnace to turn and reshape the earth."
Nicholas examined the holographic image. Unlike Fenris's Sea of Storms, which covered almost the entire planet, Sonem VIII only had a narrow sea area around the equator.
"This is the perfect world for me." The Spirit Guide, clad in full armor and standing in the shadow of deliberately dimmed Lumen Lamp, spoke in an icy voice.
Adams recalled the Black Emperor's words, "Two highly advanced Xenos races, jointly ruling the entire galaxy, began to decay from within, ultimately erupting into a devastating war."
"After years of war, they finally used horrific weapons to perish together."
"Within minutes, all intelligent life on the planet will die within minutes; that's the terrifying scream you hear in the Warp."
"I have to thank them for their final decision." The Death Lord's emotionless, cold words left Nicholas unable to grasp their meaning.
"The weapons they used left a valuable legacy for my Chapter."
Adams spoke, he rapidly marked on the holographic image that he would personally travel to the largest Hive City near the equator.
The other nine "Spirit Guide" target the second through ninth largest Hive City, respectively.
One thousand four hundred and seventy-three "Spirit Medium" led teams to the ruins of other Hive City and industrial parks.
The Heavy Transport Ship tore through the clouds, smashing through the floating debris of varying sizes.
The remains of a floating church, dedicated to Xenos deity, burned and fell during the collision.
The black-clad ships ignored the rolling hills and landed in the plains under cover of night.
Adams stepped off the deck and looked at the massive Hive City of the distant hive city.
The collapsed dome ruins are still taller than the domes of most Hive City.
A low gasp of surprise reached Adams' ears; the voice came from a non- Royal Court Friar.
They saw that the moonlight and lightning bolts above the cracked dome outlined the shape of the Ghost Airship.
Just as Adams was about to give the order, a strange whisper suddenly broke the silence.
The seasoned "Spirit Medium" quickly distinguished two different voices from the Sonic Array channel.
One of them is quite sharp, like a bird's cry.
Another type is lower in pitch, similar to the roar of a wild beast.
Adams was not surprised but delighted. His eyes lit up, and a hint of joy was revealed in his icy voice.
Praise be to our Lord.
He and his comrades-in-arms had been searching desperately for the ghosts that haunted the real world, but now they had an entire world to themselves.
Adams then ordered that a "Gravedigger" lieutenant lead the Royal Court Friar, who had been granted non-death powers by the Black Emperor, and other Shadow of Order to remain in place.
He led the "Gravedigger" and the "Corpse Collector" toward the dome.
The group moved swiftly through the tall grass, approaching the ruins of the Hive City.
When the helmet was still 6.1 kilometers from the edge of the dome ruins, the "Spirit Guide" suddenly heard the illusory echoes of artillery fire and the screams of the dying.
Adams then saw the tormented Xenos ghosts battling each other.
A larger group roared and howled like wild beasts, carrying guns as tall as a person, firing with a sawing sound.
The melee weapons they wielded, some resembling axes and others hammers, were all heavy weapons.
The fewer ghosts that slid off the Ghost Airship were likely the ones who initiated the attack.
They have bird-like beaks, and wing-like skin extending from their arms down to their side ribs.
They held a pistol in one hand and a sword or other light weapon in the other.
Amidst the deafening roar of artillery fire, the two Ghost Airship burst into flames.
Thousands upon thousands of Xenos ghosts glided and plummeted, unleashing a hail of spiked projectiles at the beastly Xenos.
The beastly Xenos raised their Stubber high, the piercing tearing sound growing ever more deafening.
The ghostly army repeats the same battles that have lasted for thousands of years, playing out time and time again.
The Spirit Guide activated his Spirit Sight and examined the ghosts. He immediately noticed that each ghost emitted a deep black and green light.
"Wraith." He didn't speak on the increasingly frequent whispers on the Sonic Array channel; instead, he spoke directly through the loudspeakers to the less experienced members of the Royal Court.
Most of the time, the souls of the dead go directly into the Warp, and many Gravedigger and Corpse Collector have never encountered ghosts.
"In certain areas, wandering Ghost may linger, but if someone harbored extreme resentment before death, or if they cannot find Peace after death, they will become Wraith."
"They become Wraith through the repeated Affliction of dying."
Adams quickened his pace and rushed forward.
He only slowed down after watching the battle replay four times and being less than a hundred meters from the edge of the battlefield.
The "Spirit Guide" spread Spirituality, chanting the "words of death" in the Dunnish.
"The ghostly army of war!"
The moment the "Spirit Guide" uttered those words, his Spirituality simultaneously touched a dozen or so Wraith at the edge of the battlefield.
The swinging battle axe and the dodging figure both stopped at the same time.
They stopped repeating the battle countless times and turned to look at the black-armored giant.
The Spirit Guide continued his "Words of Death": "Obey my commands, obey my commands."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Wraith immediately began to walk towards the "Spirit Guide".
Adams didn't need to patiently communicate with the ghosts as a "Spirit Medium" as he did in Medusa.
As a "Spirit Guide," he can directly control groups of unclaimed or similarly powerful dead.
Not just ghosts, but also Wraith and even Evil Spirit.
As Adams approached the Wraith, he felt as if ice was melting and slowly flowing.
Having learned from his previous experience, he knew he was gradually mastering the power bestowed upon him by the Black Emperor.
As Adams was examining his own feelings, a piercing Shriek suddenly rang out.
The Spirit Guide looked in the direction of the sound and saw a Xenos ghost rushing towards him.
His body was covered in bruises and torn flesh, revealing his bare bones.
His wings were ablaze with flames, and he was tormented by the excruciating pain of his impending death.
"Evil Spirit," Adams said calmly, his voice radiating Spirituality, "Obey my commands and submit to my will."
The Evil Spirit slowed down, and its venomous eyes gradually softened.
He slid down to the "Spirit Guide" and bowed his head respectfully.
Adams continued leading the team forward, with the completely cold-blooded "Gravedigger" on the outer edge and the "Corpse Collector" on the inner edge.
No Wraith attacked them; in the eyes of the undead, the black-armored Warrior were also the dead.
The "Spirit Guide" repeatedly repeats the "Words of the Dead," selecting and subduing Evil Spirit.
In the past, Wraith would have been good targets for subjugation, but now they are completely ignored by him.
The rapid depletion of Spirituality eventually leads to its near-complete depletion.
Adams' face grew increasingly pale.
As he felt a throbbing pain in his temples, a sudden surge of Spirituality intuition struck him.
Following his intuition, the Spirit Guide looked ahead at the ruins, where a colossal creature sprang up from the collapsed rubble.
Amidst the deafening roar of the earthquake, an Evil Spirit, taller and larger than Titan, emerged.
He has ten thousand arms, some as thick as those of a wild beast, others as thin as a slender one.
Pale arms flared like branches. Thick and thin arms collided repeatedly at their intersections, producing a series of dull thuds.
When he opened his mouth to roar, it simultaneously emitted a piercing Shriek and a beastly howl.
The massive body of the Ten-Thousand-Armed Evil Spirit swooped down, swift as the wind.
The overwhelming palm strike sent hundreds of Evil Spirit flying in an instant.
The "Spirit Guide" spreads Spirituality: "Evil Spirit, heed my commands, obey my commands."
The Ten-Thousand-Armed Evil Spirit suddenly stopped, but Adams quickly rolled to the side.
With Spirituality depletion, palms slammed down in a deluge.