Clovis's vision is different from that of ordinary people.
He has the ability to see the threads of fate in the Warp.
This special ability allows him to better track down various demons in the galaxy.
Feeling the expectation in the eyes of the other brothers, Clovis shook his head.
"The enemy is much more cunning than we thought. I can't see the thread of their fate. The only thing I can see is that all the threads of fate are entangled together here at the Lighthouse Fortress."
"The enemy's target is the lighthouse?" a Grey Knight asked.
"I think so. We need to inform others of this threat." Clovis whispered.
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The meeting was held in the war preparation hall of the Pharos Lighthouse.
Saint Celestine, Black Templar Marshal Amaritch, Inquisitors from the Inquisition, several senior admirals from the navy and army, and Mechanicus Magus Regula were all present at the meeting.
A huge black hardwood round table was placed in the center of the hall.
The hall was surrounded by a circle of Inquisitorial Stormtroopers dressed in multi-functional combat uniforms.
These Stormtroopers are a special rapid-strike force of the Inquisition, used to mobilely eliminate those traitorous forces with powerful military forces.
The faces of the stormtroopers are hidden behind silver masks.
Out of loyalty, they never take off their masks easily.
These ominous, silent honor guards shadow Inquisitor Lizzie at most of her official meetings.
As an inquisitor, Li Ji has a beautiful appearance and a well-proportioned body from years of fighting, and is full of explosive power.
The only flaw is that her hands are no longer flesh and blood, but silver implants.
Those loyal inquisitors often appear in various dangerous battlefields, and Li Ji is no exception.
She lost both of her hands in a battle with cultists.
Later, she used mechanical prosthetics to allow her to continue serving the Emperor.
Several senior generals stood a little beside Li Ji. They had firm and silent expressions on their faces and did not talk to people from other departments.
Saint Celestine sat in the main seat, she looked at everyone, her eyes full of devotion to the Emperor.
Anyone who sees her will feel their devotion to the Emperor become more sincere.
A metal body like Regula Hill stayed in a corner of the hall. Even if he didn't speak, the humming sound of machinery showed his presence.
Everyone waited for a moment.
Clovis and the other Grey Knights came in.
He was wearing a custom-made Terminator armor, with the black sword that imprisoned the devil hanging around his waist.
As he walked in, the hidden machines in the hall came to life.
The ground shook slightly, and a buzzing sound filled everyone's ears.
A huge holographic projection appeared in front of everyone.
The projection listed all the data of the Faro galaxy and displayed it in front of everyone.
Clovis didn't waste any time.
He looked around at the many high-ranking officials of the empire who were participating in the meeting, his voice low and serious.
"We have definitely observed the existence of Chaos forces. Their target is most likely the Pharos Lighthouse."
"Pharos Lighthouse? Do you know who is coming?" Celestine asked. She possessed great power, but she was not as good as Clovis and other Grey Knights when it came to monitoring demons.
Celestine is a warrior used by the Emperor to fight against Chaos and possesses great power.
The Grey Knights are hunters used by the Emperor to hunt those who infiltrate the real universe, and they have a keen sense of smell for demons.
The two have different focuses and are not comparable.
"The other party is very cunning. They have processed the thread of fate in the subspace, making it impossible for me to observe. My initial guess is that they are demons under the command of the All-Changer. Only they would be so cautious and full of conspiracy. Other demons would definitely not be so scheming."
Clovis said.
"If that's the case, then we need to know the other party's conspiracy." Inquisitor Leah said.
"This is exactly why I'm looking for you. The enemy's minions are likely already active on the surface, and we need someone to investigate."
Clovis looked at Inquisitor Lizzie.
This is not something the Grey Knights are suited to do.
Their main mission is to fight, to descend on those planets that are beyond redemption, and to kill those damned demons.
Once the Grey Knights are deployed, it means that the situation in the area is bad enough to require the use of the Extermination Order.
Most of the preliminary investigation work is usually done by the judge.
And at this very moment, the Grey Knights are out investigating this matter.
Not only will you get half the result with twice the effort, but it will also be easy for the enemy to take advantage of you.
"I will do this," said Judge Lizzie.
Clovis nodded and then talked about another matter.
"Next, let's discuss the demon invasion. If we can't get rid of the demons in the early stages, then we have to face the demon army head-on. The emergence of the Great Rift allows demons to enter the real universe more easily and exist for a longer time."
"So what should we do specifically?" said a senior general.
"Increase the intensity of inspection to ensure that Chaos Cultists have not infiltrated the fortress. At the same time, check the soldiers and various places in the fortress to leave no blind spots."
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As a Grey Knight mentor, Clovis knows a lot about demons.
He made a series of arrangements in an effort to thwart the devil's conspiracy.
The meeting lasted about three hours. It ended only after everyone had fully integrated the existing defenses and prepared to deal with the demons.
Everyone left to do their own things.
Amarich and Celestine walked side by side in the spacious marble corridor.
"In the meeting just now, you didn't seem to care much about what Clovis said." Amaritch looked at Celestine, "I feel that you have not told us something. Lord Guilliman summoned you alone before leaving. I want to know, what did the Primarch say at that time?"
Celestine looked at Amaritch and shook her head, "My Lord has told me not to tell you. This is a very serious matter and it concerns some very important plans."
It was this sentence again, and Amaritch felt a little annoyed.
Ever since he was assigned to Faros's side, he vaguely felt that something was wrong.
But something was wrong and he couldn't tell what it was.
"Is my loyalty so worthless?" Amaritch said in a deep voice, "Why are all the secrets hidden from me?"
"Everything the Primarch did was to promote the glory of the Emperor and protect the survival of our race. There is absolutely no other meaning. You are too sensitive, Amaritch."
"The empire is in crisis and needs every soldier, but I am standing here, not knowing what to do."
Amarachi rarely showed his angry side.
For the past ten thousand years, the Black Templars have been either on expedition or on conquest.
After the Horus Heresy, Sigismund, Captain of the Imperial Fists, became the first Grand Marshal of the Black Templars.
The Black Templars abide by an oath.
They will forever hunt the enemies of humanity.
Always be on the offensive, never compromise with chaos
"You are also fighting now, Amaleki. The Primarch values your ability and puts you here. You are much more important than you think. It is because you are here that the enemy can follow the Primarch's plan. Believe me, you will soon face Chaos."
Celestine looked at Amaritch, and there was no trace of lies in the pious twins.
"I hope so, Saint." Amaritch turned and left.
Celestine watched him leave, recalling Guilliman's instructions before he left.
"Your mission will be full of doubts and suspicions. Ignore them, Celestine. You are the thorn hidden in the trap. Only when the enemy steps into the trap can the existence of the entire trap be known. Before that, remain silent."
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Planetary Governor's Office.
In the empty reception hall, only Valen and the businessman were inside.
"You lied to me?" Valen, dressed in gorgeous clothes and looking younger and full of energy, looked at the businessman in front of him and roared angrily.
"You've regained your youth, haven't you?" the businessman said with a smile.
"But this is not the kind of youth I want." Valen lifted up his gorgeous robe, revealing his milky white belly.
On the belly, Jack's face was vaguely visible.
In other parts of the belly, there are small hands the size of a little finger, as delicate and soft as a baby's.
Even if he reluctantly cut them off, those little hands would still grow out of his body like mushrooms.
Obviously, this is the sequelae of witchcraft.
He did regain his youth, but the ghost of Ark and the strange things in the warp also haunted him.
"That's just that your witchcraft steps are not perfect, sir." The merchant said without any fear, "But there is still a way to remedy it."
"What method?" Valen asked with a grim expression.
"Just find a place where the barrier of reality is weaker and the power of ether is stronger, and drive away the ghosts."
"Where is there such a place?"
"It's far away, yet so close. Isn't the lighthouse that the Primarch is repairing the one that connects to the warp? It's the most suitable place. Just go there and chant a spell to expel ghosts, and that's it."
The businessman said with a smile.