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Once a hundred were gathered, each district’s minor leader would uniformly escort them to “Ironstone Town” outside the nest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What happened to those people after they arrived at Ironstone Town remained unknown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In just the region under Tot’s jurisdiction, six transports had already been carried out—in other words... six hundred people had been sent to Ironstone Town and vanished without a trace!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sacrifice...” Alvin’s emotions spiraled out of control; he crumpled the paper into a ball, veins bulging on his forehead as he suppressed his inexplicable rage: “Their purpose was sacrifice!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In just one district, nearly a thousand people had been sent to Ironstone Town.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The minor leaders overseeing such districts numbered at least hundreds across the lower nest controlled by the Hammer Gang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Conservatively estimated, the lower nest had lost at least tens of thousands of people—all sent to Ironstone Town, none ever returning—this alone spoke volumes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There could be no other explanation: they were being sacrificed!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing through the issue to its essence, Alvin narrowed his eyes and murmured: “To send so many out of the nest without interference from Enforcers... it must be connected to ‘Rashid.’”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It sounded like a question, but in his heart, he already had a suspicion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who else, besides that heir of the Hadley family—Rashid—could control the nest’s Enforcers and make them turn a blind eye?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good news: at least now I have a direction to investigate.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tossed the crumpled paper away, rubbed his aching temples, and let out a bitter smirk: “Bad news: tens of thousands have already been sacrificed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With such a massive number of sacrifices, who knew how far the cult had grown?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, he could only hope... the Emperor’s mercy would descend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, if the difficulty level rose further, he couldn’t even imagine how horrific the scene would become.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What divine right did the planet Lother have? A tiny world, barely missing Eldar and Orks, nearly completed the entire alien species catalog!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, almost forgot—the Tau.” Alvin mocked himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He reorganized the scattered documents; now came the waiting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If only I had more information about Ironstone Town...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin sighed wistfully, sat back down, and poured himself another drink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neither Tot’s words nor the documents in the room described what Ironstone Town was truly like.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only information he’d extracted from Tot was that fifty years ago, Ironstone Town had been a vital mine for the Lother nest—but then an unprecedented massacre occurred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The planetary defense forces, under orders from the Governor of Galken, slaughtered every resident of the Ironstone Town mine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since then, the Ironstone Town mine had been abandoned until it was reclaimed as a Hammer Gang stronghold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why did the Governor of Galken massacre the Ironstone Town mine? What was he hiding?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Necrons? No, impossible.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If it were Necrons, Lother would have fallen long ago.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If not Necrons, then what?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following this line of thought, Alvin’s pupils shrank slightly, as if a cold dread had seized him: “Just how deep a vortex have I been dragged into?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suddenly realized: from the cult’s emergence to the changes within the Lother nest, this entire chain of events was far more complex than it appeared!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The secrets hidden within Ironstone Town might be... far more intricate than he imagined!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The implications were chilling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Alvin’s thoughts churned, a voice suddenly entered his ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t move!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, a hard object pressed against his lower back; from the feel, it was almost certainly a firearm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Friend, stay calm!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin spoke in a low tone, raising both hands to show he posed no threat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fact that the intruder had slipped in silently proved one thing: this was no ordinary person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I ask, you answer. Understood?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The person behind him, gun pressed against Alvin’s spine, spoke coldly: “If you dare withhold even a single detail, by the name of the Emperor, I swear you’ll experience the Empire’s cruelest punishment. Now tell me your name and identity!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fate turns full circle—karma strikes?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin froze for half a second, then caught a familiar incense scent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait—this aroma... He paused, stunned, until the figure behind him pressed the barrel harder against his spine: “Answer my question!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin’s expression turned complex: this uniquely distinctive incense smelled nearly identical to that used by Imperial Cult priests.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Coincidentally, he’d smelled it just recently on someone in the mid-nest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Um... is this Lady Winifred Winslet, the Inquisitor?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin did his best to appear harmless, speaking tentatively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of a bolt-action round chambering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew that sound too well—bolt-action chambered without hesitation? Were Inquisitors always this decisive?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t want to die by his own side’s bullet during an infiltration—terrified, he blurted out: “Wait! Inquisitor, don’t shoot! I’m Alvin Valshus! I’m on your side!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The figure behind him froze, clearly stunned by the revelation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Didn’t we meet this morning in the mid-nest?” Alvin spoke in a rapid-fire rush, terrified that any delay would cost him his head.\u003C\u002Fp>",1053,"2026-06-20T00:45:41.385Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","bb5f6c53c4c9923f86fc27d12bdba82292eaa82c1aaeb241b0329115ad87de4b","starting-from-warhammer-to-raid-the-all-heavens-chapter-73","starting-from-warhammer-to-raid-the-all-heavens-chapter-71",588,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarting-from-warhammer-to-raid-the-all-heavens-cover.jpg"]