Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry

Cather White Fang kept drinking the mead he carried, standing not far from Wodehouse, waiting for him to use his life to tear a rift in the subspace.

This operation was successful, but it also failed. Although the Altar of Chaos was successfully lifted, I believe that in a few days, the subspace storm of Armageddon will dissipate, and they can go to support this world and eliminate it. The green beast above.

But equally, losing the Son of Prophecy and the Rune Priest who is about to die will cast a shadow over this victory. Every old wolf is a valuable skilled hunter, and the Rune Priest is important as the think tank of the war group. The degree is self-evident, but in this cruel universe, no one is inexhaustible.

“No one is too precious to be sacrificed.”

Kaiser White Fang silently told himself this sentence. This was what the Wolf Lord who stood in front of him in the wind and frost said after he passed the selection before he became a Space Marine.

At that time, I was just a gangster of the tribe. I would get up early every morning and go hunting with the elders of the tribe in the ice field. When the frozen ocean surface became loose at noon, I would go to the thick and unyielding place. An opening was cut into the transparent ice sheet.

Large fish will come and absorb precious oxygen in this rare hole, and they will also use well-made fishing nets with larger meshes to hunt, and small and medium-sized fish will be released. This is their tribe's Tradition has been going on for countless years. Just like this, day after day, simple tribal life. Occasionally, there would be a fight with the tribe next door because of food shortage. However, Kesel White Fang had never lost in a tribal war. Although he suffered some injuries, it was better than those who had died or were on the battlefield. It was so much better for the others who were missing.

Until that day came, the myths written on the tribal animal skins came true, and the messengers of God drove the eagles from the sky to spread their news throughout the wilderness.

The excited tribal chief greeted the people and told them that this opportunity only comes once in a lifetime, and it's time for you guys to catch up.

Kaiser White Fang still remembers the joyful scene of the whole tribe as if it were a festival. The well-sealed dried meat and cheese, and the pickled and delicious dried fish were all put on their backpacks, telling them to move towards the highest peak.

Kaiser White Fang had forgotten how he climbed up that towering and steep mountain, how he crossed those deadly ice fields and killed those hungry predators. He only knew that he woke up in a trance in the paradise of the God of War, and those like The giant-like warriors wore exquisite armor that he had never seen in his life. They drank heavily, ate meat, and sang ancient songs.

At that time, he thought he was dead, but those god-like warriors just told him that you were qualified to participate in the ceremony.

The Morka Ritual, the spiral body injected into his body, made Cather White Fang still unable to forget the heartbreaking pain, and the torture of the whole body's muscles and bones being severed and reassembled. He was thrown into the frozen wasteland thousands of miles away, and again Successfully survived and returned to the warrior's paradise.

Accepting the transformation and becoming a bloodclaw cub, he followed the old wolf in a war between the gods that he could not even imagine. He grew up step by step, and eventually became the old wolf who led the cubs. During these long years, he could no longer even remember what his mother looked like. His tribe had also been updated during these long years, and there was no one he knew anymore.

In his memory, there is only war.

Endless war, war without mercy.

Of course, there's this jug of liquor and those impulsive brats.

"I am ready. The rift in the warp is about to open." Wodehouse suppressed the pain caused by his excessive use of psychic powers and told Kaiser White Fang in a low voice.

After finishing his memories, he drank his own mead and handed the wine jar he carefully made to a gray hunter. "If I can't come back, you can let Bennett lead you and finish dealing with Amigi." Just go back first."

After silently accepting the wine can, the gray hunter took a few steps back and knelt down on one knee. This was their last prayer for this respectable old wolf.

"For Ruth and All-Father!" Wodehouse shouted out this war cry that had been passed down to this day by their battle group since ancient times. New vitality burst out of his weak body. Under his power, a new Ya Ya The door to space slowly opened, like the spying eyes of an evil god, scanning everything with his malice and madness.

Kaiser White Fang waited silently for the warp gate to fully unfold. He could already see the death of Wodehouse. The out-of-control psychic energy would drain his soul, or worse, turn him into a A devil of chaos.

The Gray Hunter raised his gun at Wodehouse's back, ready to kill the out-of-control Rune Priest at any time. However, the Gavistine and his party, who had been arranged neatly by Captain Soap, had long been moved outside, and no one could It is uncertain whether they will be corrupted by the wind of the rift.

But even if they are corrupted, it's not a big problem. It's just a matter of using a few more explosive clips to blow their heads into pieces.

The subspace gate was expanded by a quarter, and Wodehouse's hands were shaking more and more violently, but he was still supporting his body to overdraw his psychic energy. He could already hear the evil god whispering in his ears, and the spiritual energy in his body was stained with the madness of chaos. He was no longer pure.

"Dark prophecies must be avoided"

"I said what are you doing?"

A familiar and extremely shocking voice broke into Wodehouse's ears. With his psychic perception, he felt Lin Fan's figure appear under a wave of gray psychic energy. This gray-white psychic wave interfered with Wodehouse's ritual and sealed the newly opened warp door.

Wodehouse spit out a mouthful of blood and fell into the chaos of psychic energy. The majestic psychic power crashed around his body, making him bend over in pain.

The crack in the subspace gate failed to open, and in the sight of Kaiser White Fang and the other Gray Hunters, there was a naked demon who looked like Captain Soap in front of them and laughed at their actions with a disgusting smile.

There was no war cry, only Wodehouse suppressed a low groan of pain. Kaiser White Fang drew out his frost battle ax, rushed in front of the demon and released his anger.

The rest of the gray hunters coordinated with the old wolf's movements, accurately shooting at the demon's blasphemous body.

There was a loud sound of gunfire, and the sad and angry gunfire echoed on the empty space hulk.