The Eisenhorn TrilogyXenos(科幻战争)-第1章

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《The　Eisenhorn　Trilogy：Xenos（科幻战争）》
作者：　＇英＇Dan　Abnett【完结】




Synopsis　（英文书籍文案）　

Malleus　takes　place　nearly　100　years　after　the　first　book　Xenos。　The　novel　is　plotted　and　executed　in　the　fashion　of　Xenos　and　works　just　as　well。　The　plot　of　Malleus　deals　more　with　the　machinations　of　rival　inquisitors　and　shows　the　reader　why　the　inquisition　is　so　feared。

After　a　century　of　hard　fighting；　the　Ophidian　sub…sector　has　been　reclaimed　for　the　God…Emperor。　A　mighty　triumph　is　held　on　Thracian　Primaris　to　celebrate　the　victory；　but　the　day　is　blighted　by　a　tragedy　so　vast　in　scale　it　shocks　even　the　battle…weary　Imperium。　Inquisitor　Gregor　Eisenhorn　investigates　the　source　of　the　atrocity；　even　though　his　own　reputation　has　become　blighted　by　reports　of　his　unorthodox　methods。　As　the　investigation　unfolds；　Eisenhorn　discovers　links　with　a　case　from　a　century　before　and　heads　for　a　showdown　with　the　daemonhost　Cherubael　and　his　unknown　master。。。







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CLASSIFICATION：　Primary　Level　Intelligence
CLEARANCE：　Obsidian
ENCRYPTION：　Cryptox　v　2。6
DATE：　337。M41
AUTHOR：　Inquisitor　Javes　Thysser；　Ordo　Xenos
SUBJECT：　A　matter　for　your　urgent　consideration
RECIPIENT：　Lord　Inquisitor　Phlebas　Alessandro　Rorken；　Inquisition　High　Council　Officio；　Scarus　Sector；　Scarus　Major

Salutations；　lord！
In　the　name　of　the　God…Emperor；　hallowed　he　his　eternal　vigil；　and　by　the　High　Lords　of　Terra；　I　commend　myself；　your　Highness；
and　hope　I　may　speak　plainly；　in　confidence；　of　a　delicate　matter。
To　begin　generally；　my　work　on　Vogel　Passionata　is　now　complete　and　my　noble　duty　to　the　Great　Inquisition　of　Mankind　discharged
successfully。　My　full；　documented　report　will　follow　in　a　few　days；　once　my　savants　have　finished　compiling　it；　and　I　trust　that　your
Highness　will　find　it　satisfactory　reading。　To　summarise；　for　the　purpose　of　this　brief　missive；　I　am　proud　to　declare　that　the　malign
influence　of　the　so…called　wyrd…kin　has　been　expunged　from　the　hive　cities　of　Vogel　Passionata；　and　the　inner　circle　of　that　obscene
xenophile　order　broken　forever　and　put　to　cleansing　flame。　Their　self…proclaimed　messiah；　Gaethon　Richter；　is　himself　dead　by　my
hand。
A　matter；　however；　has　arisen　from　this。　I　am　troubled　by　it；　and　unsure　as　to　the　best　course　of　action。　For　this　reason　I　am　writing　to
you；　Highness；　in　the　hope　of　receiving　guidance。
Richter　did　not　go　without　a　fight；　as　you　might　expect。　In　the　final；　bloody　throes　of　the　battle；　as　my　combined　forces　stormed　his
fastness　beneath　the　main　hive；　he　called　forth　to　oppose　us　a　being　of　dreadful　power。　It　slaughtered　nineteen　of　the　Imperial
Guardsmen　assigned　to　my　purge…team；　as　well　as　Inquisitor　Bluchas；　Interrogators　Faruline　and　Seetmol；　and　Captain　Ellen　Ossel；
my　pilot。　It　would　have　slain　me　too；　but　for　the　strangest　mischance。
The　being　was　an　unholy　thing；　made　like　a　man；　but　gleaming　with　an　inner　light。　Its　voice　was　soft；　its　touch　was　fire。　I　believe　it
was　a　daemonhost　of　unfathomable　power；　with　the　most　vile　propensity　for　spite　and　cruelty。　My　report　will　recount　in　detail　the
particular　abominations　this　being　subjected　Seetmol　and　Ossel　to　before　it　destroyed　them。　I　will　spare　you　those　dreadful　facts　here。
Having　disposed　of　Bluchas；　it　cornered　me　on　an　upper　landing　in　the　fastness　as　I　was　penetrating　the　inner　sanctum　of　the　wyrd…kin
''messiah''。　My　weapons　did　no　harm　to　it；　and　it　laughed　gleefully　as　it　threw　me　backwards　down　the　length　of　the　staircase　with　a
casual　flick　of　its　wrist。
Dazed；　I　looked　up　as　it　descended　towards　me；　unable　to　conceive　of　a　defence　against　it。　I　believe　I　may　have　clawed　around　to　find
my　fallen　weapon。
That　gesture　caused　it　to　speak。　I　report　the　words　exactly。　It　said；　'Don't　worry　now；　Gregor。　You　are　far　too　valuable　to　waste。
Indulge　me；　just　a　little　scar　to　make　it　look　authentic！
Its　talons　tore　across　my　chest　and　throat；　and　ripped　away　my　rebreather　mask。　The　wounds　will　heal；　they　tell　me；　but　they　were
deep　and　excruciating。　The　being　then　paused；　as　it　saw　my　face　properly　for　the　first　time；　free　from　the　mask　set。　Dreadful　dark
anger　flared　in　its　eyes。　It　said　…　forgive　me；　Highness；　but　this　is　the　fact　of　it　…　it　said；　'You　are　not　Eisenhorn！　I　have　been　tricked！'
I　believe　that　it　would　have　killed　me　there　and　then；　but　for　the　frontal　assault　of　the　Adeptus　Astartes　Aurora　chapter；　which　tore　into
the　hall　at　that　precise　moment。　In　the　mayhem；　the　being　fled；　though　I　cannot　even　now　say　how。　Whatever　the　terrifying　strength　of
the　Astartes；　this　thing　was　a　hundredfold　more　powerful。
Later；　on　his　knees；　with　my　weapon　to　his　head；　seconds　before　his　execution；　Gaethon　Richter　begged　for　''Cherubael''　to　return。　He
wailed　he　could　not　understand　why　''Cherubael''　had　abandoned　him。　I　believe　he　was　speaking　of　the　daemonhost。
I　trust　your　Highness　can　see　my　trouble。　Mistaking　me　for　another　of　our　kind　…　and　an　unimpeachably　worthy　example；　I　might　add　…
this　thing　spared　my　life。　It　seemed　to　me；　indeed；　that　it　did　so　with　pre…arranged　connivance。
Inquisitor　Gregor　Eisenhorn　is　highly　regarded；　numerously　honoured　and　justly　praised　as　an　example　of　all　that　is　good；　strong　and
dogmatic　about　our　brotherhood。　However；　since　this　circumstance；　I　have　begun　to　wonder；　to　fear　that—
I　feel　I　cannot　say　what　I　wonder　or　fear。　But　I　thought　you　should　know　of　this；　and　know　it　soon。　It　is　my　belief　that　the　Ordo　Malleus
should　be　informed；　if　only　as　a　precaution。
I　hope　and　pray　this　matter　will　be　found　empty　of　truth　and　consequence。　But；　as　you　taught　me；　sir；　it　is　always　better　to　be　sure。
Sealed　as　my　true　word　by　this；　my　hand；　this　2　76th　day　of　the　year　337。M41。
The　Emperor　Protects！
Your　servant；
＇Message　ends。＇

ONE
I　DISCOVER　I　AM　DEAD。
UNDER　DARK　FIRE；　THE　LAIR　OF　SADIA。
TANTALID；　UNWELCOME。
AS　I　GROW　older；　may　the　Emperor　protect　me；　I　find　I　measure　my　history　in　terms　of　milestones；　those　occurrences　of　such　intense
moment　they　will　never　pass　from　one's　memory：　my　induction　into　the　blessed　ordos　of　the　Inquisition；　my　first　day　as　a　neophyte
assigned　to　the　great　Hapshant；　my　first　successful　prosecution；　the　heretic　Lemete　Syre；　my　elevation　to　full　inquisitorial　rank　at　the
age　of　twenty…four　standard　years；　the　long…drawn　out　Nassar　case；　the　affair　of　the　Necroteuch；　the　P'glao　Conspiracy。
Milestones；　all　of　them。　Marked　indelibly　onto　the　engrams　of　my　memory。　And；　alongside　them；　I　remember　the　Darknight　that　came
at　the　end　of　the　month　of　Umbris；　Imperial　year　338。M41；　with　particular　clarity。　For　that　bloody　end　was　the　start　of　it。　The　great
milestone　of　my　life。
I　was　on　Lethe　Eleven　under　instruction　from　the　Ordo　Xenos；　deep　in　work；　with　the　accursed　xenophile　Beldame　Sadia　almost　in　my
grasp。　Ten　weeks　to　find　her；　ten　hours　to　close　the　trap。　I　had　been　without　sleep　for　three　days；　without　food　and　water　for　two。
Psychic　phantoms　triggered　by　the　Darknight　eclipse　were　roiling　my　mind。　I　was　dying　of　binary　poison。　Then　Tantalid　turned　up。
To　appraise　you；　Lethe　Eleven　is　a　densely　populated　world　at　the　leading　edge　of　the　Helican　subsector；　its　chief　industries　being
metalwork　and　shield　technologies。　At　the　end　of　every　Umbris；　Lethe's　largest　moon　matches；　by　some　cosmological　coincidence；　the
path；　orbit　and　comparative　size　of　the　local　star；　and　the　world　is　plunged　into　eclipse　for　a　two　week　period　known　as　the　Darknight。
The　effect　is　quite　striking。　For　the　space　of　fourteen　days；　the　sky　goes　a　cold；　dark　red；　the　hue　of　dried　blood；　and　the　moon；　Kux；
dominates　the　heavens；　a　peerlessly　black　orb　surrounded　by　a　crackling　corona　of　writhing　amber　flame。　This　event　has　become　…
students　of　Imperial　ritual　will　be　unsurprised　to　learn　…　the　key　seasonal　holiday　for　all　Letheans。　Fires　of　all　shape；　size　and　manner
are　lit　as　Darknight　begins；　and　the　population　stands　vigil　to　ensure　that　none　go　out　until　the　eclipse　ends