Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

Chapter 204 03.0203: ‘Do it! ’

"Welcome! All abandoned citizens of the empire!" The man with a mohawk and a half-skull mask, almost naked, tied with many spiked leather belts, and looked like a dark van, walked up To set up a stage.

“Today, our great true god, Khorne! He instructs and guides our powerful ‘Lord of Flesh’ to kill these merciless oppressors.

Give us food generously! Fill our hungry bellies and nourish our flesh and blood! Satisfying our bodies and minds. "

"Praise be to the great Khorne! Praise be to the Lord of Carnivores!"

The people from the lower nest who came to participate in the ‘Evil Food Feast’ shouted along, grateful for the two evil names.

Maybe they don't know what Khorne is at all, maybe it's the leader of a sect, or maybe it's the name of a great benefactor.

In short, this man named 'Khorne' instructed the 'Lord of Meat' to give them food, which was rare meat.

These poor wretched hives are grateful for Khorne's gift in their hearts.

Horatio saw it.

This is the current status of the empire in the 41st Millennium, the Final Era.

The nobles on the upper nest and on the top of the tower played and sang every night, drunkenly and dreamily.

And the hungry people who left the nest were bewitched by the evil god's preachers to brew a new round of rebellion and uprising.

"Lucullus calls Phalaenopsis, when will we take action?" Horatio pushed the implant connected to the nerve plug and whispered the communication code to the Ravenor Inquisitor.

"Wait for my signal, I will strike first."

The judge's men dispersed and a man with a fist as big as a sandbag pretended to be grabbing food and rushed into the crowd, making the already chaotic food grabbing team even more manic and chaotic.

"This is mine!" A thin man with black teeth grabbed the plate from the strong man's hand.

The strong man pushed hard and pushed the thin man down into the crowd, knocking over several gourmets carrying plates.

"My meat! The meat that the true God gave me!!"

The big man who had the plate knocked over screamed angrily. He picked up the wine bottle and smashed it. He grabbed the slender mouth of the bottle and stabbed it directly into the thin man's waist.

The thin man yelled, and rushed forward with bulging veins, biting the big man's ears and face.

"Get in line for me!! Damn it, do you want to die? A bunch of bastards!" the cultist gunman yelled.

But their gun-toting threats could not deter their voracious appetites.

Many people rushed in and grabbed the dropped pieces of barbecue.

The hungry people scrambled, pushed, and pinched each other with their bony fingers.

The fight between a few people eventually turned into a chaotic group fight, and the last bit of order was lost.

These hungry people make the entire large bar, which was converted from a workshop building, very lively.

"Phalaenopsis calls Lucullus, let us begin our plan."

Inquisitor Ravenor belched roughly, exhaled a breath of foul breath, and smashed the bottle to pieces without restraint.

Horatio and Louise looked at each other and nodded.

Smashing the bottle is a signal for action.

The agents of the Inquisition began their own actions.

Youyou used the knife with a hacking device in her hand to pry open the electronic door of the room where important information might be stored.

After glancing around cautiously to make sure no one was around, he jumped in with his little tail wagging.

She couldn't read, but she would take away anything with writing on it, leaving no page behind.

Gradually, those paper letters filled every corner of her body.

Horatio and Louise put their arms around each other, their ears touching each other, and they pretended to be in a state of confusion as they walked to the back of the podium, behind their target.

They looked like a young couple who had had too much to drink and wanted to let off some steam.

"Hey! Don't have sex here... ugh!"

Before the gunman could finish the warning, Louise swung her hand under her arm, and the polymer knife handle fell on her hand. She threw the flying knife and penetrated the gunman's throat. Blood trickled out from the arteries, and his face There was still a bit of impatience and confusion on his face.

At the same time, Horatio had quietly walked up behind the two gunmen who had reacted and were about to fire warning shots, and tapped them on the shoulders.

The two men subconsciously turned around, and the single-molecule blade and iron fingertips stabbed directly from the bottom of the two men's jaws to their foreheads.

snap——

The firearms fell from the hands of the two men, and their lifeless bodies collapsed weakly.

The two gunmen naturally leaned on Horatio, and he hugged the two corpses, looking like three acquaintances holding hands, and dragged them into a dark corner.

The two men, who had undergone naval surgery and special warfare training, eliminated the guards behind the stands with extremely terrifying efficiency.

On the front, the impatient gunman finally opened fire on the chaotic crowd.

Random shooting killed several mobs, but failed to scare these hungry 'zombies'.

Suddenly, a string of extremely thin round darts shot out silently, and the crystal flakes, as beautiful as works of art, pierced the gunman's throat.

The woman carrying the Eldar shuriken gun also showed her weapon and started shooting at the cultist gunmen who came to maintain order, instantly setting off a storm of blades at the scene.

The high-energy pulse in the gun cuts the ammunition core in the gun chamber into a single-molecule-thick round blade at an extremely rapid rate, and then ejects it through a magnetic accelerator.

The rate of fire of this Eldar weapon far exceeds that of the individual weapons of the Human Empire. It can quietly fire 1500 sharp single-molecule darts in one minute, completely tearing the enemy into pieces of flesh.

"Enemy!! Someone has sneaked in!! Warriors! Assemble!" After being attacked, the cultists only saw their own people falling to the ground, but they could not see the attackers hiding in the chaos.

Faced with a firefight, the target became alert and shouted for support.

But there were sounds of exchange of fire coming from behind the podium.

Louise and Horatio used the assassin's weapons to ambush the cultist gunmen who came to the rescue in the dark heights.

When the target looked behind him in horror, a group of bleeding corpses were already lying on the ground.

Seeing that the situation was not good, he decisively chose to move immediately, just as he ran down the stand with four guards.

"Where do you want to go?"

A pair of blue eyes emitting cold light flashed, and Horatio, hidden in the darkness, rushed out.

The second-in-command of the Howling Tooth Gang, who was also a general, reacted quickly with the blessing and blessing of the evil god, roared angrily, and rushed forward.

The two of them fought at extremely fast speeds, their fists were like the wind and their footsteps were like rain. They were moving and blocking each other back and forth, seemingly equally matched.

But Horatio had no time to waste with him.

He played a dirty trick without any martial ethics.

After a block, he turned slightly sideways to block Iron Hand, and the officer's bolt pistol appeared in Iron Hand. There was a sudden explosion, and the explosive bomb shattered the man's foot.

"Ah!!" The strong man couldn't help but bend down and screamed.

Horatio picked up the polymer special combat knife and stabbed it into the man's hand that he instinctively raised to protect his body.

The blade pierced the palm of his hand, and he used the remaining energy to nail one to the wall covered with blasphemous symbols.

"Witchy scumbag!"

The mohawk's eyes widened with anger, as if he had realized something, and he burst out with a fury that was far greater than the prick on his palm.

The followers of Khorne hate supernatural powers. In their eyes, this is a trick only played by cunning children.

The other hand quickly pulled out the pistol from his body, trying to make a hole in Horatio's abdominal cavity, which was too close.

But as soon as he was halfway up, Louise, who had quick eyes and quick hands, kicked the gun away with a cool high kick and nailed it to the ceiling.

Bang bang bang!

Horatio quickly stepped out from in front of the strong man with his gun, aiming at his guards.

The index finger of his iron hand squeezed the trigger tightly, and the four fingers of his left hand tapped the hammer at an extraordinary speed.

The speed was so fast that it seemed like four precise explosive rounds were fired within a single gunshot.

The four escort gunners, whose bodies had been blasted with large holes by standard naval bombs, fell down in a horrifying manner.

Horatio stared fiercely into the guy's eyes, and he was still trying to resist, squeezing Horatio's throat with his free hand.

But this ridiculous resistance was only rewarded with ruthless suppression. Horatio took the knife from Louise's hand and nailed his other palm to the wall.

Boom!

Suddenly, the chefs, who were wearing huge triangular iron helmets with blasphemous symbols on their heads, threw plates filled with roasted human meat at the two of them.

Louise raised her arms to block the flying pieces of meat, and dodged the huge iron plate flying towards her head.

"Be careful!" Horatio shouted. When Louise could dodge instinctively, several chefs had already picked up their blood-stained meat cleavers and rushed towards them.

Bang!

The bomb shattered one of them.

Click!

The only remaining explosive bomb in the six-round capacity revolving magazine was also fired.

The chrome-plated pistol hammer made a crisp metallic sound.

Horatio pulled out a dagger from the wall and prepared to fight, but this small and light special warfare dagger was somewhat underweight when faced with the large meat cleaver that was being swung at him.

Suddenly, a blue psychic field covered the entire passage, and the temperature dropped suddenly, making people shiver with coldness.

The attacking enemy covered his head in pain, a dull roar of unknown meaning emitted from the iron triangle, and blue veins popped out on the exposed skin all over his body.

Like marionettes with unlubricated joints, they slowly knelt down toward Horatio and Louise.

Then he tremblingly raised the knife in his hand, his eyes filled with horror as he watched his uncontrolled hand aim the tip of the knife at his throat.

The 'chef' with the evil tattoo of Khorne on his head was gnashing his teeth, with a ferocious expression on his face, as if he was wrestling with an invisible enemy. Blood foam was flying along with his breathing, but when the tip of the knife continued to stab slowly and unstoppably, When he swallowed, a look of horror finally appeared on his face.

"Alas!!!"

Poof!

In front of Horatio's indifferent face, these strong men stabbed their throats with knives, and then tore them apart horizontally. The triangular heads instantly hung on their chests, and the remaining flesh was pulled off by the weight. The scene was extremely bloody.

There were two other men still trying to resist this terrifying and strange feeling of manipulation.

But the man who was walking slowly with outstretched hands had already appeared at one end of the corridor.

As if feeling bored and disgusted, Judge Ravenor turned his outstretched hand in a circle and clenched it into a fist.

In an instant, a terrible explosion sounded.

Poof!

Two fat human heads wearing iron triangular helmets exploded instantly, and the headless corpses spurted out blood like fountains and fell to the ground.

Louise looked a little surprised, but Horatio seemed calm, as if he had expected it to be him.

"It seems that our cooperation is very tacit." Judge Ravenor walked towards Horatio with a smile.

"That's the guy, the second in command of the Howling Teeth Gang."

Horatio looked at the muscular Mohawk, put his hand on the hilt of the knife nailed to his palm, and pulled it down.

"Ah!!!" The scream of slaughtering a pig instantly spread throughout the underground bar.

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