Warhammer Inquisitor

The cold wind whistled outside the high windows of the longhouse, and the wind blew into the house through the iron grilles erected between the window frames, and the biting cold wind swept down from the heights, blowing the beard of the man sitting on the ground. The classic Viking long beard is long and dense, and the end is woven together by a metal ring.

The cold wind blew through his beard, causing the thick hair to shake. He sat on the wall beside the front door of the longhouse, his hands tied together, and a dozen crew members who had encountered the same situation. Sit together.

"Korver, I think we're going to have to save ourselves, God knows when the captain is coming and let's get the hell out of here," said a man who sat back-to-back with Korver. At the same time, a Loen rune belt was drawn on his left eye, making him look like a prophet or a berserker.

In fact, there are both, Korver glanced at the people behind him, "Keep waiting, Floki, have you forgotten what Captain Constantine explained?"

"How could you forget? He said, Korver, no matter what happens, take everyone and wait for me to come back, especially you, Floki."

"Need I tell you anything else?" "No, but the ground in this damn place is too cold, Odin, what did they think they built the longhouse? Put stones on the ground, not planks."" Well, bear with us, Floki the Shipwright, and we."

"Shut up! Don't whisper to these bugs!" A guard on the side shouted loudly, stepped forward and punched Korver in the back of the head. The latter turned his head back and glanced at the guard with a wry smile.

"You have the guts to loosen me, and I promise to pull out your gut." "And then hang you with it." Korver and Floki behind him sang and said, and then both of them laughed , the guard watched them clenched their fists, but just as he was about to give these idiots a hard lesson, the door behind him opened.

Another guard at the door unbolted the door and slowly opened the tall longhouse door. A person walked in from the door, followed by a follower holding a box. He walked in He stopped when passing in front of Corvo and the others.

"Korver, wolf kisser." "Scarface, Kvako." Korver looked at the scar on Kvako's face with irony, and Floki behind him immediately poked his head out , looked at Kwako with an undisguised mockery.

"Or should I call you a breather? Loki, the smell in your mouth is worse than the frost giant's." Floki laughed loudly, and Kvako immediately had a vein, and he stepped forward and grabbed it. Picking up Floki's collar, he put his head in front of him, but the latter still smiled coldly.

"There was someone who called me that before, your captain, but he won't come back. I sent him to Helheim, and you, I don't mind sending you to find him."

Floki smiled coldly, his slightly thin face was smeared with smoke, which made his smile look even more ironic, "I have forgotten that this is the first time to say send the captain off. You are a Christian who said to send him to hell before."

With a roar, Kwako pushed Floki away violently, and pushed the latter to sit on the ground, but the mocking smile on the latter's face did not weaken at all. Kwako stood there overlooking the longhouse. A group of crew members sitting.

"Your captain is dead! Terribly dead! And you, I will sell you into slaves, you will die as cowards, and you will never be able to step into the gate of the Hall of Valor!"

"What about you? Kvako, the villain and the god-forsaken, do you think you can step into the Hall of Valor? Odin's all-seeing eyes have long known that you have taken refuge in the pagan evil gods."

"I am the chosen one of Odin! Korver, that is what he told me personally. I saw him, with one eye and a raven on his shoulder, sitting on a golden throne!"

"If you really believe in the Aesir, Kvako, you should know that Odin never sits on the throne, he is a warrior, walks among us, what you see is a false god, and you But in his name to figure out Odin's will."

"God Forsaken."

Floki added a sentence at the end, the ironic tone made Kvak furious, he roared as if he had an inexhaustible anger, he kicked Korver's body, Kicking it to the ground, he turned around and strode away.

Korver fell to the ground and looked up at Kwako who walked into the depths of the longhouse. When he smiled, Floki next to him leaned over, "Do you think the captain needs to climb back from Helheim this time?" how long?"

"Shut up! Be quiet!" The guard on one side shouted loudly, but just as he strode forward and was about to kick Floki, there was a sudden shout of killing outside the closed gate behind him. , The impact of metal and the sound of chopping knives and axes resounded outside.

The guard turned to look toward the gate, and Korver, behind him, laughed, "Now."

As Korver said, the guard at the door leaned against the gate. He peeked out from between the cracks in the door, but just as he leaned in, his head was chopped off by the ax that split into the door instantly. The huge The tomahawk cracked his head in a splintering splinter of sawdust.

The guard's blown head fell to the ground at once, and all the brains flowed out from the crack. The remaining guard stared at the gate with wide eyes. All of a sudden, it slipped from both sides of the door lock to the ground, and then the battle ax was pulled out.

After a burst of crisp steel buzzing, the door of the longhouse was pushed open, and a person walked in from the outside. He threw the heavy heavy battle ax in his hand at his feet, and only held a heavy tomahawk in his other hand. Walked in with the hatchet.

The guard looked at him and hesitated for a moment, then pulled out the sword at his waist, waved his hands on both sides, and rushed forward with a roar. He howled and slashed at the man, but the latter instantly Just an upper blow sent the long sword flying, and then an ax slashed his throat.

Blood spurted out from his neck, and the blown long sword whizzed past Floki's ear, and stuck into the wooden wall behind him. He looked at the sword and smiled, then looked at people coming.

"Why is it so slow this time? Captain Constantine." "You know, the road is not easy to walk in winter now." Vito said as he walked up, he cut Floki's back with the ax in both hands the rope, pulled the latter up all of a sudden, turned around and cut Korver's rope.

The latter lay on the ground and looked up at Vito, who was standing in front of him with his arms raised. Korver smiled and grabbed his hand and pulled him up. He patted the dust on his clothes, and then looked to the side. people.

"Find the evil god's thing, Konstantin." "I think I know where that thing is, I guess, Kvako just passed here, right?" "That's right." "And he has a Nice little box?" "Yeah, that's right, it looks pretty."

The last sentence was said by Floki, and Vito smiled jokingly and turned his head to look at him, "Wow, since the shipbuilder Floki can speak up, the craftsman should be honored."

"That's a beautiful box." "Would you like it?" "If you could."

Vito smiled. He twirled the battle ax in his hand, and then handed it to Floki, "I will bring back his box. The contents belong to me, and how about the box to you?"

Floki thought for a while, then shrugged slightly and caught the tomahawk, "Sounds good."

"I said, bosses, can we get up?"

Vito glanced at a crew member sitting on the ground beside him, and he shouted complainingly, and the others behind him echoed loudly, Vito looked at them and smiled, then patted Korver behind him. Pat on the shoulder.

"Untie their ropes, and then take everyone to snatch our longboat back, and wait for me to come out." Vito said and walked away. Korver nodded to his back and looked at him When passing by, he pulled out the sword stuck in the wall and walked into the depths of the longhouse with the blade.

Korver nodded, then bowed his head towards Floki, then turned around and pulled up a crew member on the ground, while Floki smiled sharply, then spun the hatchet around and approached the crew member on the ground. One person said, "Come on, little brother, Loki's joke is not over yet."

At the same time when the crew members were untied one by one, Vito, who entered the longhouse, walked through the main hall with a sword in his hand. Blocked a person rushing out from behind a pillar, and then pushed and slashed his throat with a backhand.

Vito stepped over the fallen corpse and continued forward, and soon, the other three people who were ambushing in the longhouse thought they could launch a sneak attack while Vito didn't notice them, and one of the archers jumped out of the He jumped out from behind the door of the side room, pulled up his bow and arrow and shot an arrow at Vito.

The latter had his back turned to him, but suddenly swung his sword with lightning speed and knocked the arrow away, and at the same time blocked the chopped sword with a counter swing, and then hit his chest with an elbow, The moment the latter retreated, it was chopped on his chest.

The moment the man fell backwards, he hit his companion behind him, and the charge of the man holding the ax was interrupted instantly. At this moment, Vito rushed forward, and he cut off his hand with a sword. , before he screamed, he swung his sword again and chopped off his head.

The head hit the long table on one side all of a sudden, and the archer on the other side of the table immediately drew his bow in surprise, but just as he turned his head over, he was hit on the head by a flying axe, and the archer hit behind him in an instant collapsed on the wall.

Vito glanced at the paralyzed man, then shook off the blood on the sword and continued forward. He walked towards the door at the other end of the longhouse. Vito came to the wall and faced the two people hiding behind a pillar woman waved.

"Girls, the next scene will be a little girly, so please leave first, my boat is outside, if you want"

Before Vito finished speaking, they immediately ran away screaming in a low voice. The former turned his head and looked at the two women running past and smiled wryly, "Well, I wish you a happy day."

As Vito said, he let in from the door. As soon as he walked in, a person rushed out from the corner. He raised his sword and slashed towards Vito's head, and Vito blocked the man again. Attack, then slashed his chest with a backhand, and then slashed his shoulder with a sword and let him fall to the ground.

Vito stood next to the fallen corpse with a sword in his hand. He glanced at the dead man with wide-eyed eyes on the ground. This was the one holding the box, and this meant that.

"Hello, tone, it's really rude to leave without saying goodbye." Vito looked up at Kwak who was not far away. He was standing in front of a table with his back to Vito. On the sunken wall at the end of the longhouse was a chair covered with countless bones and skulls.

In the same way, on the wall above the table, several skeletons of ice field deer were tied together to form a huge cult logo. The walls on both sides of it were covered with a large number of human bones, especially More pale skulls strung together.

On both sides of the marks of evil gods, there are two large vats filled with blood water. A brass-colored skull is embedded in the surface of each large vat. The hollow eyes of the skull are staring at the person in front of him. The cup reached into the vat to scoop up the blood.

He gulped down the blood, and the scarlet blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. The man dropped the wine glass in his hand, pulled out the battle ax at his waist, and turned to look at Vito.

"You may have crawled out of Helheim, but I will send you back again, Konstantin, tear your body apart and stuff it back in!" Kvako, whose mouth was full of blood and eyes were red, shouted Said, his voice echoed throughout the room like a giant bear, and he rushed forward before the words fell.

He raised the battle ax in his hand to start the game with a heavy blow. He slashed at Vito heavily. The latter raised his hand to block the top of his head with a sword. Suddenly, Vito rolled to the side to avoid it, while Kvako rushed over like a berserker madly.

He roared and raised his battle ax to strike, Vito dodged the ax with a dodge, and Kvako smashed a bench in front of him, his strength far exceeded the scale of ordinary people.

"You should be a lumberjack, Floki will love you." Vito said, slashing with his sword, leaving a wound on Kvako's shoulder, and the latter punched him with a roar Come over, raise the long sword to block in front of him, the sword god was dented in an instant.

Vito jumped back, glanced at the dented sword in his hand, and whistled a long time, "Or become a blacksmith? You can use it without using a hammer, how about it? Are you interested? The price here is reasonable.”

Kvako responded to Vito with a roar. He tore off his clothes at once. The thick fur clothes were torn apart like four pieces of paper. He turned towards Vito with his naked upper body full of cult runes After a loud roar, he charged forward, the pupils of his red eyes almost turning into sharp points.

Vito looked at Kvako who was rushing forward and stood still. He looked up at Kvako who was rushing towards him at the speed of light and raised his huge battle axe. He saw that the falling ax blade not only did not run, but strode forward. Rushing up, Vito leaned against Kvako's arm and rushed towards his face.

After the latter was startled, he immediately grabbed Vito with the other hand, but the latter squatted down to avoid the big hand, slid forward, jumped up, swung his sword backhand, and slashed at Kvako's face. With a sword, the sword was pulled up from under his face, cutting across his face, Kvako roared, and at the same time, Vito turned around with the sunken sword and stabbed him arm.

The tip of the sword came out from the other side, and Kvako's hand muscles twitched violently instantly. The battle ax he was holding suddenly stopped in mid-air, and Vito saw that he stepped up with a stride, and he came Going to the side of the battle ax and raising the sword with both hands, he slashed Kwako's palm in one fell swoop.

The latter screamed and slammed Vito open with his severed arm, strode forward and rushed to the rune altar of the cult. Vito smiled and held the sunken sword behind him. cut off his palm.

"It's impossible! I beat you before, I beat you, and I put you in a cage!" Kvako shouted while pressing his bloody severed hand, while Vito behind him laughed. Kicking away the severed hand and ax on the ground, he walked up with a smile.

"I pretended, do you really think you can beat me without water? I just wanted to know where you put the Rubik's Cube, and now I know."

Kwako was leaning on the table, he turned his head to look at Vito who was coming behind him, suddenly the pupils in his bloodshot eyes twitched violently, Kwako suddenly raised his head to the cult logo above his head Looking, he heard a small voice, a whisper in his mind.

Kwako listened to the voice, his blood-red eyes looked up at the sign and then fell down. It was already more like a demon than a human's eyes staring at the box in front of him. He opened the box with his only remaining hand, The severed hand that spurted blood was raised high.

Vito stared blankly at the movement, then he grasped the sword in his hand and took a step back to prepare for the attack, "Hey, I wouldn't do that if I were you, you know that the power of chaos will take you become."

With a roar, Kwako slammed the broken palm into the box, and the cut and the Rubik's Cube collided with each other. In a flash of light, Kwako let out a horrible scream, and the pupils in his eyes froze violently. Twitching, and then suddenly severed his hand and pulled it out of the box.

Kwako's entire severed palm was completely covered in light, as if he had been scalded with a branding iron once. He raised his violently twitching severed hand and glanced at the blood vat beside him. When the whisper in his mind sounded again, he suddenly Beat the broken palm into the blood vat.

The brass skull was pushed in together, and a large amount of blood gushed out of the shattered cylinder, but in the tumbling blood, Kvako took a step back, his screams ended, and his arms slowly moved Drawn from the outpouring blood, the severed palm had regrowth, replaced by a demonic palm.

There was also a sword in the dark palm full of barbed spikes and scattered scales, and the sword was pulled out from the blood, and he turned around and held up the dripping blood After all the blood on the hilt fell, a brass skull appeared on the sword.

"Lord of War! I will honor you!" Kwako roared angrily. He held up the blood-spitting sword and stood not far away looking at the sword and smiled wryly.

"Why does the situation become so troublesome every time?"

Kvako roared and rushed up, and the brass skull sword slashed towards Vito below.