The Webway road ahead seemed endless, and everywhere they looked were horrifying creations of fused flesh and machinery.
The only reason Qin Mo's group still had the motivation to press onward was Bik's assurance that they were indeed moving through the Webway, rather than walking in circles.
After an unknown amount of time had passed, Qin Mo's armor sensors detected other life nearby. Just as he immediately prepared for battle, a hunched, aged figure slowly emerged from the corner ahead.
The moment the two sides met eyes, they began sizing each other up.
In Qin Mo's eyes, it was a white-bearded old man dressed in an Inquisitor's attire.
He looked much like Eisenhorn.
The Inquisitor was visibly startled, then immediately bowed to Guilliman. "Regent, have you come to aid us Inquisitors exploring the Webway?"
Guilliman raised a brow and stroked the gun barrel mounted on the Hand of Dominion.
Qin Mo also raised his Chainsword.
The Inquisitors in the Webway had to be dead. That was the shared conclusion of Qin Mo and Guilliman. Aside from the Mad Inquisitor protected by that strange amulet earlier, there could not possibly be any other living people.
And after that Mad Inquisitor died, it was even more impossible for any Inquisitors to remain in the Webway.
Of course, that excluded the Inquisitors turned into rituals, whose groups contained nine more or nine fewer people than the previous group. In a sense, they still counted as "alive."
Besides Qin Mo and Guilliman, who had already reacted, Bik's response was even more direct, because it could see straight through what the thing before them was.
Click—
The sound of mechanical components operating rang out.
Bik instantly raised the living weapon in its hand. The weapon immediately transformed into a pump-action shotgun, and the instant Bik