Warhammer 40K Inquisitor War Chronicles

This is a Warhammer 40k fan fiction There is no time travel, no rebirth, no golden fingers, and no system. In the universe of Warhammer 40K, there is only steel and faith, or... Death. It all started with an inquisitor named Kalant Blackgar. What he initially received was just a trivial case investigating the disappearance of imperial tithes during transportation. However, as the investigation deepens, this seemingly simple job opens a crack leading to hell. Blackgar discovers that a greater evil lurks deep in the shadows of the Empire's long and tormented history. Deep underground, the ancient alien metal skeleton was exuding a void that even spiritual energy could not penetrate; in the shadow of the subspace, Maris, the "Lord of Chaos and Betrayal", opened his eyes. And the champion chosen by the Four Gods attempts to sacrifice the entire star region to "kill the gods and usurp the throne." "You think you are pursuing the truth, but in fact, you are the bait."