Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

The thick mountain gate collapsed in the explosion and gunfire. It hit the ground heavily, causing dust and clouds of smoke. Lancelot strode out of the smoke, waving his knight's sword and advancing against the hail of bullets.

In front of him, Tzeentch's pink demon unleashed magic, but the great knight wearing a winged helmet moved forward without hesitation. He waved his power sword to cut through the magic smoke, and then strode forward to pierce the big-mouthed demon. head.

The sword was swung again, and with a click, another ugly head fell to the ground. It was a blue monster. Lancelot didn't even look at him and continued to wave the sword. More Tzeentch demons were around him. One fell down.

The glare of magic filled the towering vaults of the entire cathedral, mixing with the fire of bombs. The howls of demons echoed under the shining statues, the trampling of power armor, explosions outside the stained glass windows and whizzing past. The scream of fighter planes.

As usual, the knights under Lancelot served as the spearhead, and he still rushed to the front, leading the knights under his command to crush the skulls of the enemies one by one, turning their bodies into crushed bones. .

The bombardment of magic hit his armor, the steel clanked, and his cloak was riddled with holes, making it almost impossible to fulfill its original function.

But he still moved forward, stepping on the corpses of his enemies and chopping the faces of hateful demons into pieces, just like a lion.

The battle lasted for a while, and Lancelot was alone, leading a few of his elite retainers to defend the atrium before the army entered. He lost several of his men, but the Demon of Tzeentch paid a more painful price.

When the other knights rushed into the hall behind them, explosive bombs and sword blades slashed through the air, the Tzeentch Demon's attack finally collapsed, and the pink and blue demons left behind thousands of corpses and fled in confusion.

"Empty the church! Don Quixote, lead your men to clear this place of all threats."

The 3rd company commander, Don Quixote Orgham, immediately nodded in response and led his soldiers into the surrounding corridors and arcades. The sounds of fighting came from there, but soon they gradually became louder and louder. the further away.

Lancelot stood on the broken stone slab holding a knight's sword full of strange blood. He was surrounded by the bones of Tzeentch demons. Most of them were beaten into human shapes, and it was difficult to identify their types and appearances. .

But Lancelot didn't want to recognize their faces clearly. There was no need. He looked behind him and saw Vito leading his two attendants, the gray-haired Pezzolana Viva, who was a reporter. , there have been a lot of scandals with Vito recently, but Lancelot doesn't care about these gossips.

He knew that every outstanding warrior would have many admirers, and Vito was one of them, so he didn't care about Pedrónila Viva, but put suspicion, vigilance and hostility on Anthony's eyes. body.

The unwelcome outsider arrived with Vito, and he wished he'd been killed by a stray bullet outside or stepped on a land mine and blown to ash.

"Lancelot, everything seems to be going well, doesn't it?" Vito smiled, and then looked at Pedrónilla Viva, "Record all this, Miss Pedrónilla, and write poems for the knights. , I think the title is "The Triumph of the Lion King, the Triumph of Lancelot"

"Don't tease me here, Vitor." Lancelot said and pulled out the sword stuck in the face of the Tzeentch wizard. He walked towards Vitor, but his eyes were always on Antony, and he occasionally glanced at him. Pedroneira.

The reporter was writing furiously, trying very hard to write down everything here. Although Lancelot didn't know what to write about, he didn't understand why Vito would bring such an outsider, a civilian, into the place. battlefield.

"Your attack has made great progress, Lancelot, congratulations to you." Vito said with a smile, and Lancelot stopped and nodded to him.

"Thanks to your excellent command skills, Your Excellency Marshal, we are your sharp blades. The achievements of cutting and wielding come from the wielders."

"It's also because of the sharpness of the blade itself." He said, "Sir Anthony, what do you think?"

"He calls him your lord?" Lancelot muttered dissatisfiedly, staring at Anthony. He didn't like this guy's smile, which was hypocritical and treacherous, like all the politicians he had seen.

Antony nodded, politely and respectfully, but Lancelot could see the hypocrisy in it.

"A very outstanding record, Your Excellency, the knights achieved an undeniable victory today." Anthony said with a smile, "I believe that Miss Pedroniela will compose a beautiful poem for them, telling about today's deeds, and It is left to the poets for a long time.”

"Of course, but don't forget the Ultramarines, Miss Pedroneira, otherwise, Guilliman will not be happy." Vito said with a smile to the female narrator, who also responded to him with a faint smile. .

"How is it? Lord Antony, do you think Guilliman will also be satisfied with today's success?"

"I think His Excellency the Regent will do it. Your Excellency the Marshal, I will report to him. I believe he will not be stingy with words of praise."

"That's the best. I'm honored, Sir Anthony."

Vito's flattery made Lancelot angry. He didn't think the marshal should show humility to this flattering villain. He was just a guy who pretended to be powerful under the guise of Guilliman and was not worthy of respect at all.

But Lancelot also abides by the code of knights. He will not question the monarch's decision, at least not in public, so he just stared at Anthony, and then looked at Vito.

"Marshal, according to your request and instructions, we have captured the cathedral, but I have not seen Sister Sarah, and my knights have not sent any news."

"Is there not a single nun? Sir Lancelot, in this huge church, I don't think there will be any shortage of nuns, right?"

Anthony asked with a smile, but Lancelot decided to ignore him. After knowing Lancelot's silent decision, he also smiled politely and looked around at the messy church.

"But it's also hard to believe there's anyone alive here, whether it's a nun or anyone in the Church."

"Where is the Sister Sarah we came here to look for? Marshal, are you sure we are not in the wrong place?"

He once again dared to directly question Vito's authority, which made Lancelot want to strike him with a sword, but Vito just smiled slightly, but to Lancelot's relief, he was there There was no trace of kindness in the smile.

"Sarah's right here, not far away."

"Where?"

Anthony asked, but his question had not yet received any answer. A portal suddenly appeared in the church behind them, and from the swirling portal, a large group of Tzeentch demons rushed out.

"Knights! Come closer!" Lancelot turned around and shouted. He clenched the knight's sword in his hand. The surrounding knights also immediately came closer, raising their blasters and shields with stances to gather.

The shield knights were at the front. They raised their war shields and activated the shields. The shield wall instantly appeared in front of Lancelot. He looked at the charging demons through the gaps in the shields.

But suddenly, he heard the sound of broken glass, and all kinds of broken glass fragments fell from the sky, like rose petals falling from St. Peter's Basilica on Terra, and a voice appeared from the flying "flowers" .

It was a woman. She could tell it at a glance. She turned her slender body before flying over the portal. She whizzed past the heads of the Tzeentch demons on the stone floor. After the steel wings behind her spread out, from among them Countless missiles were fired and bombarded the ground.

The advancing Tzeentch demons were knocked off guard, and the explosion swallowed up a large number of demons in the blink of an eye. Their bodies disappeared into the flames rising from falling light points, and above the waves of flames, the woman emerged from the air. Fall, land outside the shield wall and turn around.

The iron wings behind her flapped as the spray nozzle sprayed. She squatted on the ground and slid backwards. She pulled out two fully automatic bolters from the sparks under her feet and aimed a blast at the demon in front of her.

Holding two guns, she killed all the Tzeentch demons who managed to escape the explosion range. Her slender figure constantly changed postures with amazing flexibility to avoid the incoming magic, and gave the caster no chance to recite a spell.

She turned around as the last pink devil of Tzeentch's head exploded and fell in front of her.

Lancelot could swear that she was the most beautiful woman in the world. The firelight from the explosion illuminated her silver hair, and her long eyelashes covered her purple eyes, but her moving eyes ignored everyone. , just staring at Vito behind him and smiling.