Warhammer Inquisitor

Comoro's evening party is a contest of rivalry, you know, the leaders of the conspiracy group, the old nobles who belonged to the new order, the members of the Haemonculus sect and the Kane priest of the Witch Spirit Fighting Cult, or an ordinary plunder The captain of the fleet, everyone wore the most luxurious, high-profile and eye-catching clothes and accessories to attend the event.

This is Komorro, if you want to prove your status, power and authority, then you need to be direct, there is no such thing as a "stream of consciousness" expression, everyone is very direct, everyone will use the most eye-catching and exaggerated way to demonstrate their authority.

So on the steps outside the banquet hall, there are all these Komoro elites who are on stage. They wear the most luxurious and eye-catching clothes, and they appear with the most beautiful female or male companions. Luxurious floating cars and vehicles appear from time to time. At the end of the ladder, new dignitaries stepped out of it.

They're booing each other on the stairs, but everyone knows it's a lie, come on, it's Comoro, and the only thing everyone can think about is how to kill each other.

But amid the laughter and laughter, they were soon interrupted by a rapid engine roar, and everyone turned their heads to look at the airborne sports car coming in the distance. The fast airborne sports car stopped at the end of the stairs with a sudden brake. It even scared the attendant who received him and fell on the stone steps of the steps.

Everyone turned their heads and looked at the sports car that might not be enough to describe it as luxurious. The car was like a silver drop suspended in the air, and it was manufactured with a stunning fluid structure, flawless and absolutely smooth. The surface of the car reflected the surrounding halo, and the red smoke permeated the lower part of the floating car, like an illusory dream, and in the red smoke, the door folded upwards and opened.

Victor got out of the sports car. He was wearing a non-dressy Eldar suit. The black stiff clothes were covered with metal armor, and the long chains hung down his arms. Everyone looked at the Dark Lord. , the owner of Komorro walked by the high-profile luxury car, opened the passenger door and politely helped a beautiful lady down.

The black-haired lady with hair climbing into a crown got out of the sports car, and the strappy high-heeled shoes she was wearing stepped on the ground, illuminated by the red halo at the end of the car body, and the unique black long dress looked gorgeous under the illumination of various lights around her. So fantastic and profound.

Victor took her up the stairs, and all the chatting visitors stepped aside to make way for the Dark Lord and his female companion, and Vito looked at these phony faces with amusement. Humble guy.

"Tell me, Melissa, if you grew up next to Vito, wouldn't it be a violation of the ethics of the human world for him to sleep with you? Although this is nothing in Comoros."

Victor asked suddenly, the question was sudden and jumpy, which made Vito confused by him all of a sudden, he turned his head to look at Victor and quickly reacted.

Vito smiled jokingly, and touched the gorgeous phoenix hilt on his waist. The ancient Eldar sword shimmered in the light of the banquet hall, and the golden phoenix feathers shone brightly. .

"Maybe, but you know, Vito's way of thinking is a bit different." Vito smiled awkwardly. This feeling of spraying himself is really weird, but there is no way, it can only be like this.

Victor laughed, put his arms around Vito's waist, and greeted a lady beside him. Vito could clearly see the dissatisfaction in her eyes.

"It seems that my old friend is still alive and well, very nice." Victor said with a smile, and Vito also nodded back to the surrounding guests with a smile.

Although I have never touched Yi Yangna, I have not yet reached that level of integrity, although Yi Yangna has never called her "Dad" and even her brother has never said a word, and the general names are old idiots and old A jerk, but after all he was the one who brought up the girl. For Vito, Iyana was his daughter, a daughter who was not related by blood.

Besides, Vito is almost certain that if he dares to do that, Iyana will definitely shoot him, or shoot him down. After all, he clearly remembers that Iyana did this kind of thing. If he remembers correctly, it was once. Undercover mission?

That time was also a banquet, and a stupid nobleman from the empire came to strike up a conversation with her. While Vito was busy collecting information, he tricked Iyana into the back kitchen for a "thrilling" affair, but the result was, At the end of the banquet he was found stuffed in a jar full of herring, with an extra bruise over his eye.

That smell is so exciting, I guess the kid's social death has been going on for a while, so yes, Vito hasn't touched Iyana, you can put those stimulating thoughts away.

Victor walked up to the top of the stairs. He smiled and looked at "Master of Flesh" Wrynn Lakas who was chatting with the other Haemonculi by the gate.

"Hello, Wrynn, I didn't expect you to come out of your devil's lair." Victor said with a smile, and the Haemonculus looked over. His face was wearing a breathing mask, low and slender. Your breathing constantly echoes inside and outside the breathing valve.

Master Haemonculi has multiple extra limbs all over his body, and his shriveled body is wearing a strange armor with many holes in it, allowing those slender arms to protrude.

The long gray cloak is dusty, and it doesn't look like it has been carefully taken care of for the banquet, but it is not too much of an eyesore compared to the limbs behind it. After all, those limbs are almost not humanoid at all. They have all undergone different degrees of mechanized transformation, quite similar to Mechanicus.

Cutting knives, syringes, and bone fragments filled those arms. It was a whole body part built purely for torture and horrific transformation. Even Wrynn's own fingers were replaced with syringes and surgical blades.

"Hello, Victor, it looks like you have another woman, how long will this last?" Wrynn said in a low and hoarse voice, watching Vito grow up, "If you get tired of playing with her, I will Would love to buy her for new work, she is impressive in the arena."

Vito looked at Wrynn with a mocking smile, clasped the end of the hilt with his fingers, and gently pulled out the sharp long sword, "Then you'd better do it before I remove your eight arms, but I will Do your best to ensure that you cut neatly, so that you will not be so "unsightly""

The Haemonculus master looked at Vito, and his colleagues also looked over. Vito looked at them without showing any weakness. This was not common. There was a consensus in Comoro that no matter what, do not provoke the Haemonculi.

But obviously, Vito defied this consensus openly. Wrynn squinted at Vito slightly, while Victor on the side smiled and put his arms around Vito's waist, "She's very exciting, isn't she? So give up this idea, Urien." Ryan, I will send you another "material", and it may have reached your magic lair."

Ah, so the fate of that guy last night was like this, well, it is true that as Victor said, he cannot die, but he will endure a long and eternal torture.

"I believe you will make more new works, remember to ask me to have a look first, I like the creatures you have transformed, and it will be very interesting to throw them into my private "animal pen."

Victor smiled, and Wrynn nodded silently, then looked at Vito with his hands behind his back, "I am looking forward to your performance, if you die, I will resurrect you."

"Thank you so much." Vito said with a smile, and then walked past Wrynn with Victor's arms around his waist. The Haemonculus master turned his head to look at them, and then returned to the fellow Haemonculi by the door. .

"Beast ring? What is that?" Vito asked, and Victor laughed and hugged his shoulders tightly, "I built a private Colosseum under the palace, and I will throw my political enemies into it , let them go if they win."

"How many people went out?" Vito asked, leaning on his chest, with a playful smile on his face, although he still knew the answer.

"Zero," Victor said with a smile, "maybe after tonight I'll throw a few more in and see if I can break the record, and now."

Victor walked into the gate hung with three flags symbolizing the conspiracy group, the Kane sect and the Haemonculus secret meeting, and walked into the banquet hall.

Victor pulled out his gun and aimed at the ceiling and fired casually. The huge gunshot instantly attracted the attention of everyone present, announcing his arrival in such an exaggerated and outrageous way, and everyone looked at the door of two people.

"Welcome everyone, welcome to today's banquet, I believe everyone will have a good time!" He said with a smile, swinging the gun in his hand and looking at Vito beside him.

"Welcome to the real Comoros."