Warhammer Inquisitor

All the children of Fenris have heard the stories of the warriors of the sky, those warriors who came from among the stars, shuttled among the stars in longships that traveled the sky, died gloriously in countless battles that have been sung for thousands of generations, and their souls returned to the Hall of Valor .

Legend has it that the fortress of the sky warriors is located at the end of the rainbow bridge, on the far side of the star world, where there is a huge fortress that has never been seen before. The sky warriors are here, which is the residence of the gods. Legend has it that Hua Naheim .

When Ragnar walked up the stairs, up the long, snow-stricken stairs, he saw the huge fortress, the legendary abode of the gods.

The tall mountains soared into the sky, and the peaks at the top disappeared completely at the end of the eye, breaking through the clouds and the sky, and the children looked up at the unreachable peak in amazement.

"When I become a sky warrior, I must go to the top to see!" Roman said proudly, he and the other children gathered together, and they followed the big team on the road leading to the abode of the gods.

It was snowing heavily here, and everything was completely covered in white snow. Ragnar looked at the burly giant wolf sculpture covered in snow, and the lifelike direwolf made the disheartened Ragnar feel admiration.

He didn't actually intend to become a sky warrior, he just came because he didn't know what was the point of staying in the tribe. It wouldn't be a big deal if he died, anyway, he still had no relatives.

Ragnar walked in the line of candidates, and they followed the Wolf Priest into the gate of the House of Gods. All of them walked into a huge square with a towering dome and countless burning candles and braziers.

The largest of these was the flame that burned in front of the central wolf statue, the massive Fenrisian wolf overlooking the incoming candidates, all awed by its majesty.

Ragnar and many candidates gathered in the square. He looked at the reliefs around him. Countless runes and Viking patterns adorned everything around him, making this place look majestic and mysterious.

"Have you seen it? Ragnar, you bumpkin must have never seen this kind of temple before." Roman raised his nose proudly, looking very exaggerated.

"I've seen it! I visited the Great Temple of the Almighty Father, and even offered sacrifices to the Almighty Father! You poor boy can only offer a rabbit, hahahaha!"

Roman and his minions laughed loudly, Ragnar gave them a cold look, then turned his head to look forward.

Roman was enraged, he came up angrily, grabbed Ragnar by the collar and made him look at him, "I heard that poor boy, I've had enough of your ignorance, you arrogant idiot!"

"I am the son of a warrior! Show me your respect!" Roman growled, while Ragnar looked indifferent.

"We're all fighters here, Roman, you're no different than me." "What?!"

"Everyone, pay attention!" A deep voice shouted, and Ragnar looked over, and walked up a sky warrior on the steps in front of the huge flame wolf statue.

He was dressed very differently from the wolf priest. He was wearing rune-carved runes and hard armor crafted with precision, and he came forward with a giant battle ax in his hand.

The tall warrior hit the end of his battle ax on the ground, and looked up at the candidates in front of him, "I am Sven Gorehowl, some of you are highly anticipated by the wolf lord and the alpha wolf, so they sent me to receive you, It's an honor, lads!"

"Prick up your ears, I'm not as patient as Priest Wolf, I'll just say it once!" Sven's voice drew everyone's attention.

Looking at Sven with a pair of eyes, the latter walked down the steps to the children with a tomahawk on his shoulder, "You will all pass the Mokai test, which is what every Space Wolf warrior needs to pass."

"You will drink the wolf wine in it, and then leave Langfang Fort. If you can find your way back here, then you will be accepted as a real space wolf recruit."

Sven laughed, looking at the candidate in front of him.

"But if you don't, then it will become the ration of the beast, it's as simple as that."

"have you understood?!"

"clear!"

The candidates responded in unison. Swain took a step back and nodded to the priest beside him. Priest Wolf took the wine glass from another brother priest who came with a wine glass.

"Who wants to be the first to try?" Sven asked.

Roman pushed Ragnar away, then strode forward, "I'll come first!"

"Very well, young man, courageous."

The pastor handed the wine glass to Roman, and the huge wine glass made him drink very funny, as if he was a little wolf cub drinking milk.

Roman quickly drank the wolf's blood wine. He took a step back and trembled all over. After a moment of silence, he raised his head. The pastor nodded slightly to signal him to go to the side room.

Roman turned his head to look at Ragnar arrogantly, and then walked in the direction of the room.

Sven looked at him with a sneer, then looked at the line of candidates in front of him, "Who's next?" he asked.

"It's you, yes, it's you, Ragnar Russ, come up." Sven pointed at Ragnar and shouted, his voice was very loud, as if he was afraid that Ragnar would not be able to hear what he was saying clearly like.

The children around all looked at Ragnar. He sighed and pulled away the children blocking the way and walked up. He walked up to Sven and looked up at the tall sky warrior.

He looked at Ragnar with great interest and showed his teeth, "Ah, you are Ragnar, you really look like him when you get closer."

"What?" Ragnar asked suspiciously, Swain didn't answer but stepped aside, and Priest Wolf handed over the wine glass.

Ragnar glanced at the red liquid in the wine glass. The liquid looked like real blood. He looked up at Sven, "Is this really wine?"

"Don't ask, it's made from vodka, it's just a little red!" He said with a smile.

Ragnar raised his eyebrows slightly, not expecting to drink so much wine.

The cold liquid slid down from the tip of his tongue, and it tasted sweet, but it became hot as soon as it entered his throat, and the warmth quickly turned into a hot feeling.

Ragnar twitched all over his body, he took a few steps back and then gradually stood still, the burning sensation gradually faded, he took a breath and raised his head.

Sven smiled and pointed to the next side, Ragnar nodded slightly and walked there, and then the next candidate started to drink.

Ragnar walked towards the room. He walked past the mural in front of the corridor. He looked at the mural on the wall. It was a brave warrior standing among wolves, and giant steel ships flew over his head. However, the soldiers looked up at the distant stars and led the sky fighters to fight in all directions.

Ragnar felt a little familiar looking at him, but before he remembered a sense of dizziness came to his mind, Ragnar fell forward to the ground and passed out instantly.

Two huge shadows shrouded him, one of which was as huge as a mountain, heavy metal iron feet stepped on the ground, and an ancient deep voice came from under the metal body.

It was a Dreadnought, and an old warrior walked out from the Dreadnought, wearing Terminator armor with fur on his shoulders, and he looked at Ragnar on the ground.

"Wolf blood reacts quickly to him, which means that he also has wolf blood, just like ours," said the Terminator giant.

"Like him? Bjorn, I hope we're not mistaken."

"Yes, Logan, he looks exactly like Lord Primarch." The old wolf Bjorn said slowly, "I still remember the day he left, the day he went to the subspace."

"I remember him saying he thought he had a son, but never had the chance to prove it."

"Then we may have proved to Lord Primarch today that he has indeed left descendants, and the last descendants of them are right in front of us."

"Arrange for him to go to Morkai for trial as soon as possible, Logan, the warband will welcome our brother's return, and then wake me up, and I will witness his return with my own eyes."