Warhammer Inquisitor

The roaring chainsword slashed upwards and cut into pieces the body of the demon in front of him. Vito held the chainsaw sword in one arm and slashed and killed the vampire in front of him. The monster was cut diagonally from the shoulder, spraying blood Collapsed.

Vito turned around and raised the muzzle of his gun to smash the head of the next demon, then quickly turned the muzzle of the gun and fired in another direction. The swift and violent explosive bombs killed all the mortal cultists rushing up one by one superbly.

The shell casings of the explosive bullets ejected from the gun body with every back and forth collision of the bolt, and a hot bullet casing landed at Vito's feet. He turned his head and swung the chainsaw to look at a Khorne demon charging towards him.

But a purple smoke floated in front of the demon, not only him, this cloud of smoke quickly swept all the surrounding demons, following the trail of the smoke, the demons collapsed to the ground one after another, their shattered corpses were like collapsed barriers Crash like a lake.

Lilith suddenly appeared behind Vito along with the smoke. Her paws were covered with sticky blood, some belonged to the demon of Khorne, and some belonged to the demon of Tzeentch. It seemed that she didn't do the troublesome thing of identifying friend and foe at all.

"What trouble did you get us into?" Vito asked. With one shot, the explosive bomb killed a Khorne warrior with a naked upper body covered with scars. His head burst open like a smashed watermelon. .

"A fun game, a great game." Lilith's melodious voice said behind her, "Next time we should really bring Helena, she will have a great time."

After saying that, Lilith suddenly disappeared and appeared in the melee demons in the distance in the blink of an eye.

Lilith went on a killing spree there, her body turned into smoke, and with the flashing cold light of her sharp claws, she killed the Khorne demons and Tzeentch demons one by one, scarlet blood and pink blue blood sprayed all over the place. The ground is like an abstract picture scroll.

Vito heard Lilith's laughter coming from a distance. She seemed to be having a good time, but Vito was not very happy. He looked in the direction of Ragnar, who was fighting against the champion of Khorne. fighting.

"Damn it, I knew that both of these women are not easy-going lamps!" Vito cursed to block the slashing sword, and slashed out with a backhand sword, chopping up the demon in front of him.

"Blood Donation God!" The Khorne champion yelled and swung his battle ax to hit Ragnar's chain saw hard. Although the chain saw ax was not broken, Ragnar knelt down and knelt down.

He lifted his eyes to the demon's face through the roaring sparks, and the monster roared, "Stand up warrior! Stand up!"

Ragnar growled and stood up slowly. He pushed the chain saw ax violently to push the champion back a few steps. The Khorne champion took the initiative to take a few steps back, and he started to walk around Ragnar.

As if to give Ragnar some time to breathe, the Khorne champion kept his eyes on Ragnar, and he hacked to death a Tzeentch pink demon who rushed up to make trouble.

Ragnar looked at the champions of Khorne, surrounded by a chaotic battlefield, with countless Tzeentch guards flying in the air, they shot beams of magic beams to the ground, and they themselves were counterattacked by the blood priests of Khorne and were killed. Keep shooting down.

On the ground, the frenzy of scarlet, blue, and pink is colliding fiercely, and death and blood are everywhere in this secret place full of fantasy.

Ragnar spat out a mouthful of blood and clenched his chainsword tightly, "Come on, you red-hot Ogryn ape-man! Come on!"

The Khorne champion rushed forward with a laugh. He rushed forward with heavy steps, his bloody battle ax slashed and collided with Ragnar's chain axe.

The two warriors fought together again, the chainsaw and the tomahawk collided fiercely, and their strong arms used all their strength to hit each blow.

Ragnar quickly moved his body to dodge the counterattack, and the battered and scarred power armor arm swung up, accompanied by a deafening wolf roar, slashed at the Khorne champion's chest, and the roaring chainsaw pierced through the champion's crimson armor , blood spewed out from the gap.

The champion took a huge step back, ripping the armor off his chest in one piece, and the champion of Khorne, naked to the waist, roared angrily.

Ragnar also opened his mouth and let out an angry wolf howl. His mouth was full of fangs and sharp teeth, and hair began to grow on his face. The fierce battle had almost reached the critical point of his gene-seed defect.

But it was also because of this that Ragnar no longer felt tired, fearful or hesitant. He was now full of anger, and all he had was the enthusiasm for fighting and the desire to kill enemies for Russ and the whole father!

Ragnar charged forward on his own initiative, roaring and charging towards the champion of Khorne, who also roared and swung his bloody battle ax to strike.

The Space Wolves champion charged for the axe, dodging sideways at close range before the blade struck him, and the ax fell in front of him, cutting even the braids of hair flying by his ear with the sharp blade.

After successfully dodging, Ragnar turned around and stepped back. After returning to his normal posture, he jumped up. He jumped towards the head of the champion of Khorne, and raised his flaming chain axe with both arms to strike between the champion's eyebrows.

Blood spewed out, but it wasn't the champion who was killed! He caught Ragnar's slash with his own hand, and the chainsaw looked down from between the index finger and ring finger, directly splitting half of the champion's palm.

Blood spurted from the ghastly rift, muscle severed, bone shattered, howling the Champion of Khorne took control of the chainaxe with the palm of his hand as the price!

The champion swung the bloody battle ax with one arm and slashed at Ragnar's body. Ragnar was sent flying when he jumped to the ground, and hit a wall heavily.

He made a huge dent in the wall and bounced to the ground. Ragnar's breastplate was chopped off, and a terrible scarlet wound appeared on his chest. Together, for a while, it was even impossible to distinguish which was the blood in the wound.

"Stand up!" said the Champion of Khorne, striding forward. He pulled out the chainaxe embedded in his palm, and the pain made him growl.

He threw the chainaxe in front of Ragnar. "Take up your weapons! Fight on! Fight!" shouted the champion, who stood still and waited for Ragnar with the ax in hand.

Ragnar stood up with his arms propped up. He grabbed the chain saw axe and stood up with difficulty. The champion of Khorne howled and rushed forward and slashed with the axe. Ragnar also went forward, but was seriously injured. The wild wolves are already powerless to fight.

The chain saw ax was sent flying, and Ragnar was grabbed by the champion of Khorne and pushed against the wall. Ragnar's head hit the wall, the concussion blurred his vision, and his ears were full of It was ringing in the ears, he looked vaguely at the champion of Khorne in front of him.

The champion raised his battle axe, and looked at Ragnar with bloodshot eyes, "Blood God! This is the glory I dedicate to you!"

"Accept the head of this warrior! He is worthy of your favor!" the champion roared, and Ragnar watched his limbs drooping limply.

"Ragnar, accept my blessing, I will give you strength, heal your wounds, and let you win!" Khorne's voice said in Ragnar's mind.

"You are a warrior, Ragnar, the son of the wolf king. You have been baptized in blood like your brothers. From now on, you will be bathed in glory forever and become the most powerful warrior forever!"

Ragnar gasped for breath, blood dripped down his armor, he lowered his head weakly and his eyes were already dim, Khorne's voice still echoed in his mind, and a red halo began to appear in front of his eyes.

"No" Ragnar whispered.

"Your weapons are gone, your body is broken, and your spirit is disappearing, Ragnar, only I can help you! Embrace the glory, embrace the blood!"

Khorne continued to speak passionately, and the thick voice of the blood god echoed in his mind like a golden dagger, but Ragnar tried his best to maintain his final will.

"I will never betray." He whispered, a burst of wild power burned in his body, and the howling of wolves echoed in his ears, like a call in the blood.

"What do you have? Son of the Wolf King, what do you have?" Khorne asked.

"I still have this wolf."

"teeth!"

Ragnar jerked his head up, and he bit the Khorne Champion's throat.