Stars for the good Warhammer

The speed of the monster was very fast. When Mardo endured the pain and climbed up from the ground full of filth, before he could see the scene in front of him clearly, the rampaging twisted creation had already hit him solidly. That skinny and thin body.

As Mardo's body hit the metal wall of the dungeon heavily, a heavy muffled sound came from the dark and closed space, like a death knell for the young pilgrim. The moment he landed again, he There was no more movement.

Outside the dungeon, the thugs from the Vicious Dog Gang had already gathered around. They looked at the young man lying on the ground with either ridicule or contempt. After waiting for an unknown amount of time, they saw that the guy seemed to be really broken. gas.

The lady smacked her lips in disappointment, obviously losing patience with this boring performance, but just when she was about to turn around and leave.

"Pain is a deception of the senses, despair is an illusion of the soul"

This weak prayer made the lady stop. When she looked back again, she saw Mardo holding the ground with both hands, staggeringly standing up again in the eyes of everyone's surprise.

This really piqued the audience's interest again. After all, even the heavily armed thugs in the gang may not have the strength to get up after taking such a blow.

The situation at the scene also attracted the attention of the monster. Although this flesh insect made of corpses had no obvious facial features, its perception of the outside world was extremely sensitive. With a scream like a banshee, A roar came from the meat tower carried by the monster, and it attacked Mardo again.

“Prayer purifies the soul, and pain purifies the body.”

The young pilgrim did not stop praying. Just when the monster was about to attack, he used all his strength to roll to the side. With another dull sound and violent shaking of the ground, the thick metal wall was knocked out. An obvious dent.

This completely angered the monster. It shook the dozens of arms connected to its fat body, and then launched another attack on Mardo.

Watching the blasphemous object approaching, although the pain from his chest almost made him suffocate, Mardo's mind was very clear.

He knew that he still had a mission that he had to complete. As early as the first time he met Lord Otto, the Emperor told him everything personally.

At this moment, a rusty ripper knife was thrown down from the dungeon entrance above his head, and landed in Mardo's hand with a clanking sound. Looking up, he saw the lady with an interested expression on her face. Staring down at himself.

The young pilgrim did not hesitate. Just when he was about to come into contact with the blasphemous thing, he grabbed the long knife on the ground and rolled to avoid the blasphemous thing. The moment he stood up, the long knife was already struck by him. Raised high above the head.

——The Emperor has a big plan, we just need to carry it out silently, and we must not let it down.

At this moment, Mardo's eyes were firm and his tone was full of power.

"The emperor's affairs can be carried out in powder form!"

The pilgrim's prayers echoed in the dark cell, and the long knife slashed down!

In Mardo's hands, the originally dull ripper seemed to turn into a sharp weapon, cutting off one of the thighs of the blasphemous thing in just one stroke!

This scene silenced the originally noisy audience. Those gang members probably could not have imagined such a scene in their dreams.

Including the lady and Kaido, these people could not guess what kind of power was supporting the frail pilgrim.

What made them even more incredible was that the monster that had lost a leg howled, as if it had experienced unimaginable pain. Before Mardo arrived, the people of the Vicious Dog Gang had not tried to kill this thing. But no matter what kind of attack it suffered, the body of the swollen thing would always regenerate at an incredible speed.

However, now, the fracture injured by Mardo was unresponsive, and a large amount of black blood was splashing out from it, as if some force had suppressed its ability.

The battle continued, and people saw that the young pilgrim seemed to have begun to fall into a state of fanaticism. He chanted the sacred words of the state religion loudly in his mouth, and his momentum once overwhelmed the swollen body that was dozens of times larger than him. The monster even made the audience present feel visceral fear.

In their eyes, Mardo, who was holding a long knife, covered in rags and covered in blood, was more like a beast that could never be stopped!

They couldn't imagine that the seemingly cowardly young man had such a crazy side.

"The foundation of an empire is based on sacrifice. This is a true motto!"

The long knife cut off the delicate arm that tried to grab Mardo. At the moment of the confrontation again, the young saint cut off the other leg of the blasphemous thing. The not-sharp blade easily cut through the monster's hardened leather. The strong skin and flesh made it lose its center of gravity.

"Let the Emperor's will be your torch and break down the obstacles before you!"

The audience watched in disbelief what was happening in front of them. They couldn't believe that the terrifying thing was suppressed in place by a broken knife that could be seen everywhere and was used by slaves! Become dying!

Under the horrified eyes of everyone, Mardo climbed onto the fat body of the blasphemous thing, like a great conqueror. Those waving arms wanted to stop him from approaching, but they didn't wait until someone touched him. , some kind of force blocked them in mid-air, as if the pilgrims' bodies were rolling with scorching flames.

Finally, he set his sights on the monster, a piece of ulcerated sac. Mardo held the long knife tightly with both hands, and stabbed downwards with the blade toward the center of the sac until the handle of the knife was removed. Submerged deeply into the body of that blasphemous thing.

It was only then that Mardo finally calmed down, and the audience who had been dumbfounded heard him speak the last words of the battle in a calm tone.

"Only death is the end of duty."

Soon, as the cell door was opened, Maldo, covered in filth and holding a ripper, slowly walked out of the dungeon. His eyes were full of calm, but the gang members who came to watch couldn't help but hold their breath. And took the initiative to make way for it.

Someone in the crowd was praying with clumsy gestures, but Mardo just smiled and walked all the way to the lady and Kaido under people's gaze.

Staring at this incredible guy in front of her, the expression on the lady's face was very complicated. At this moment, too many thoughts mixed with surprise began to ferment in her heart, and finally converged into a sentence on her lips.

"Your Majesty, the Emperor."

"You are such a surprising guy."