Perhaps Inquisitor Sten and those inexperienced wolf cubs still needed to think about who was pulling the strings behind all this.
But in truth, Duanmu Huai already knew the answer the moment he stepped off the shuttle.
So when the heavy stone doors that had been sealed for thousands of years opened, and he saw a huge, foul-smelling fat man cheerfully bathing in the murky sewage within, Duanmu Huai wasn't surprised in the slightest. Or rather, what was there to be surprised about?
"Great Unclean One!!"
Inquisitor Sten was dumbstruck, while the bodies of the Space Wolves instantly tensed.
Well... they're new recruits after all. They really need more training if seeing a Great Unclean One is enough to make them panic like this.
"Ah, hello."
Looking at the group standing dumbly in the doorway, the Great Unclean One, enjoying a spa in the dark-green broth, revealed a simpleminded smile. The enormous gash on its corpulent body also curved into a smile at the same time. Its long tongue stretched out, spat a mouthful of dark-green phlegm, and melted into the dark-green broth.
"Please forgive me for not standing up, but my health isn't very good."
As it spoke, the Great Unclean One burst into laughter again, as if it had just told a hilarious joke. Obviously, however, nobody beside Duanmu Huai was in the mood to play along.
"But thank you all the same. Those disgusting Eldar vermin locked me up for several thousand years, which gave me a good chance to rest. But now I should get back to work. As the saying goes, a Plague Daemon's work is never done."
"You won't be leaving this place, Demon! In the name of the Inquisition, you will be utterly destroyed!"
Sten shouted again, but this time his anger looked