While the Inquisition was secretly taking action, the Grey Knights also made their "new discoveries".
The display screen was empty, but the monotonous sound of the servant rumbling from the room's audio system, and a brother of the sword stood beside him, listening to the transmission while watching his commander.
Joan Hellard sat upright on a huge metal chair, listening to the report intently, with a cold expression.
"...The Knights of the Star Realm and the Dark Angel have just severely damaged the enemy, but they still left some of the remaining soldiers."
The roar of artillery fire intermittently disturbed the servant's words.
Then, the Grey Knight instructor snorted heavily and leaned forward.
"And there."
"Sir, there are some things you need to look at."
A signal interrupts communication and replaces it with a picture of a ruined cityscape.
"This is a live broadcast from a scout who found these in the coordinates BH1-12 area."
The buildings in the picture are made of red bricks, with plaster on the surface and painted with bright colors.
Most of the ruins were just piles of rubble that were several stories high, leaving only a staircase or chimney standing everywhere, next to it was the twisted metal skeleton of the taller buildings, and the ground was full of potholes.
As the focus of the picture moves, the photographer becomes slower and slower.
He advanced on the rubble pile of a collapsed house, and a limb or face popped out of the broken and burnt bricks everywhere.
Soon, Joan Hellard noticed that there was something else besides the ruins.
At first it was difficult to identify, because it was too far away and was not very clear, and smoke and dust blocked the view - something pale, towering above the razed city.
The Grey Knight Mentor controls the console and enlarges the screen to the entire display, making the thing look taller.
“It must be half a kilometer high.”
The purifier squinted his eyes and said:
"What?"
Joan Hellard remained silent and squinted his eyes to watch the scene.
A sudden acceleration, an auxiliary jump brings the scout closer to the target.
His companions jumped beside each time, fifty meters, and three more times, and then the team stopped.
The transmission did not make a sound from the communication channel, but it was obvious that they were uneasy.
The team members exchanged glances with each other, and some even pointed at each other.
The picture was magnified, and the instructor took a quick breath from the gap between his teeth.
This tower is made of skeletons, one thousand, ten thousand, and one hundred thousand, and is so numerous that it is indescribable.
The skull is dotted with terrifying spires, and as the magnification increases again, Joan Hellard can even recognize letters made up of tiny bones in his fingers and ears.
He couldn't understand what these were expressing, and he didn't need them.
“Protect this area for my arrival.”
The voice of Joan Hellard sounded like a whisper to the Purifier.
Soon, the Grey Knights were dispatched collectively and left the garrison camp without saying hello to anyone.
Looking up close, the tower is even more disgusting.
The stench of corpses and dry blood was brought to Joan Hellard in the gloomy breeze, and the gravel creaked under his feet as he approached the strange-shaped building.
He raised his head and squinted his eyes in the bright sunlight.
The clear summer weather makes the Monument of Death even more bizarre, and in the distance, other slender milky white fins stretch out toward the cloudless indigo sky, a landscape that should be shrouded in darkness and storms rather than bathing in the warm sunshine.
“It got worse.”
The voice of the purifier is very dull.
“Worse?”
The Grey Knight instructor whispered, his fingers curled into fists on both sides of his body.
"Nothing is worse than Madell's escape from the cage."
“Is this what Madell did?”
Purifier Jikfried asked, unable to turn his eyes away from the tower.
The scouts then took them to the nearest building, a tall arched door that the Grey Knight could enter without any hindrance.
Some of the corpses were found inside, most of the skin was tightened like a tapestry on the frame of the bone coffin, still with patterns and color, carefully removed from the victim, and the rotten internal organs hung like ornaments, drawing disturbing geometric bodies and twisty letter shapes.
"No."
When the instructor answered Jikfried's previous question, his eyes moved around the tower, taking in everything, and forcing himself to check the bloody works of the Word Bearer.
"This requires a lot of labor. Abaddon will not obey the orders of a demon. No matter how powerful it was before, Madell is still just a stray dog now."
Joan Hellard's eyes became sharper, and his thoughts were pulled back to the present.
"This...the ritual, which is not just horror itself, it serves a purpose, and we have seen something that cannot be understood properly, which is part of the new reality."
"Have Abaddon joined forces with Madell?"
"This possibility does exist. In order to leave this cage, it will definitely make many promises."
The Grey Knight instructor nodded slowly and turned around to give orders to others.
"But just guessing is not enough."
At this time, a gray knight presented the remote communication device to the instructor.
"Second Strike Team Report."
He said, handing the bulky device to the instructor.
Joan Hellard turned on the instrument, and there was a slight delay in the image, so the warrior's lips inside did not move with his voice.
"Great Mentor, an altar was found in the area twelve kilometers away on the west side of us. There were obvious traces of demons left on it, and there were many demons wandering around. We suspected that this was a 'nest'."
"clear."
Joan Hellard thought for a while and then said:
"You are on standby first, and we will arrive later. Always pay attention to whether the target appears. If it appears, intercept it as soon as possible."
"yes."
At this moment, Jickfried, who was standing beside him suddenly interrupted:
"Do you should say hello to the Astral Knight? I'm worried that some misunderstandings will arise when leaving quietly."
Joan Hellard shook his head indifferently.
"The fewer people know about this, the better."
The purifier thought about it and silently admitted that it was true. After all, the fact that a planet is used as a cage for a demon will attract many bad intentions once it is spread.
Madell is a difficult opponent, and they cannot completely eliminate it or exile it. The best way is to continue sealing it.
The Grey Knight's great mentor has already made plans. After the war is over, except Astarte, all those who have participated in the war and the residents of the planet will not be left!