Warhammer Inquisitor

The sound of hammer strikes was accompanied by sparks flying, and the steel was gradually flattened under the beating of the giant hammer, and merged into the uneven surface.

The engineer soldier of the Star Border Army wiped the sweat from his head. He was only wearing a tattered T-shirt, which was already soaked in sweat. He had built many projects in his life, but this was the first time, and it was also the first time. The most unwilling time in my life.

The engineer looked back, stood on the iron frame and looked at the wide space below the tall bracket. The steel floor was completely spliced ​​by various metals, just like the wall behind him. You can find almost everything here. The known metal parts of the building, the steel plates of the building, the skirts of Leman Russ, and the hatches of the Chimera that were copied directly.

They were roughly welded together, connected to each other with molten iron as rivets, and piece by piece finally turned into today's wide space in the jet of hammer and welding sparks.

The engineers looked down and saw that the ground below was very uneven. After all, the components used to build them were not modularized and produced according to standards like the Mechanics Factory, but were found from various corners. Of course, this is nothing to the green skins, anyway, they are big, and the wide soles of their feet are still walking on the ground.

But this is not the case at all for the human slave labor here. The engineer stood on a high place, watching an Astral Army slave worker carrying a steel rod trip over the rough terrain on the ground, and behind him he carried a The one-armed old man with steel bars couldn't catch the huge creation, so he could only let it fall to the ground.

The deep and loud sound of metal impact echoed in the hall, instantly making everyone around look over, the hammer strike and the hiss of the welding gun all disappeared, only the whipping sound of the orc supervisor and the subsequent sound The subsequent screams echoed under the empty dome.

The green-skin overseer raised his head, and in front of him was a slave laborer who had been beaten to pieces. The engineer saw him lying motionless on the ground, probably dead. The green-skinned face with several protruding fangs turned away. Instead of taking care of the breathless slave behind him, he walked straight through the hall and came to the man who fell to the ground.

"Stand up." The green skin roared and whipped a whip on his back, the clothes there were instantly torn apart under the whip, blood gushed out from under the skin, and the slave laborer who just wanted to get up fell to the ground again.

"I said stand up, otherwise you will be useless." The green skin roared and gave another whip, this time hitting the slave worker's arm, causing a bone-deep gash on his forearm instantly. The mouth, the strength of the green skin is so great, a few whips in succession have already made him dying.

The people around turned their heads to look over there, and the engineer noticed that Astartes, he was standing on the metal plateau beside him, lifting a thick metal steel bar, stopped when he was walking down the hill, and looked in that direction Frowning, he, like everyone else around him, had anger on his face, but no one dared to step forward to stop it.

They don't have any weapons, the only weapons that can be called weapons are fists, hammers and screwdrivers in their hands, and on the steel ground below them are armor forged from scrap iron, holding guns with amazing calibers Green leather on the mouth, and a long bayonet welded to the bottom of each gun.

A few slave workers wanted to go up to help, but they were chased back by a greenskin just after they took a few steps. Staring at them, he raised the muzzle of a bayonet in his hand, and the blade shone coldly under the light.

"Stand up! This is your last chance." The greenskin overseer yelled, staring at the struggling man on the ground. He used his only remaining hand to support the ground and struggled to get up, but failed feebly. He fell back to the ground and breathed weakly.

"That's good, you chose it yourself." Greenskin threw away the whip and pulled out a machete from the back of his waist. The blade was as huge as his body, and the whole knife was taken from a main battle tank. The steel plates removed from the turret armor of the tank were cast, and the Imperial Skyhawk was melted on it and solidified into some weird shape.

The green skin raised the sharp edge of the knife, and slashed at the slave laborer on the ground in a flash of cold light. He was about to die instantly, and the engineer was about to see blood gushing out from between his broken skull, but all this In the end it didn't happen, and the orc backed away after a scream.

The engineer soldier saw the one-armed old man, he took a step forward and punched the green skin's knee with his only fist. His upper body was covered with armor, but his lower body was not covered with armor. Canvas trousers for whipping tools.

Although the green skins are tall and huge, their bone structure is similar to that of humans. There is a gap between their knees and leg bones, and there is also a fragile leg reflex nerve hidden there, just like humans. The old man punched it, making the green skin growl and back again and again.

He slammed backwards on a towering steel bar. After the thing was knocked down, the upper support fell down, and many pedals and tool boxes fell on the supervisor, burying him below. I saw that the unwelded beam next to me was also affected and fell down.

The overseer raised his head and looked at the beam that fell from above, and his head was instantly smashed. His green head burst into flowers and he fell to the ground. Brains flowed out from below, and flowed to the one-armed old man along the rough ground. In front of him, he looked at the blood, and then heard a burst of gunshots around him.

When the rough weapons of the green skins were moving, the parts in the gap collided with each other and made a sound. The old man looked at them, and the surrounding green skins were all aimed at him. A tall green skin in the team pulled out a handful from behind. The epee hit the ground with the blade, and was dragged by him and walked over.

Sparks spurted from the sword. The old man frowned and clenched his fists as he watched him. The huge green skin walked over and the blade rubbed sparks under him. He walked towards the old man.

"Stop, the cannon hole is mine." A heavy roar echoed under the dome like the biggest beast king in the herd, the greenskins stopped, and all the greenskins behind them looked towards the owner of the voice. Walking not far away, the distance shortened rapidly under his broad steps.

He is like a giant. The engineers have repaired many titans. He has also gone to the forging world to study and saw those forged titans. When he came, the engineers almost regarded him as a titan.

He is too huge, with a height of six meters, and he is even bigger after wearing a huge armor. His head is hidden behind a circle of iron rings. Behind his head is a huge raised metal totem. Spike-studded skulls of various trophies, the most conspicuous of which is the head of a gigantic Tyranid tyrant.

It hangs above the head of the green skin giant, the flesh and blood have long since disappeared, only the snarling fangs in the skeleton are left, and its spine is also preserved, hanging down along his heavy armored back, in a piece The top of the tattered scarlet battle robe swayed from side to side according to the width of the ground.

The red cloak was like a huge banner, hanging from behind him, covering the indescribably huge armor, which covered the green giant's whole body, shaking the sky like a titan when he walked , his huge power claws were hanging down beside him, and the double crown bomb on the back of his hand was swinging with the back of his hand, shaking the ammunition chain hanging on the side.

He walked up to the old man, blocking his entire vision like a majestic mountain. A shadow fell on the old man, covering him and everything around him in darkness. At the other end of the darkness, behind the iron ring was a shining A single scarlet eye.

"Last time I caught you, you became my slave, but this time you are still." He said dully, the roaring sound came from behind the huge fangs, the old man looked at him and frowned without any timidity, "You avoided it last time, so I couldn't kill you." "And now that you see me, what do you want to do? With your current appearance?"

As the giant beast spoke, it pointed its sharp claws at the old man's chest. The giant claws cut a long gash in his chest, and blood flowed from it, but the old man remained motionless.

The orc looked up at his resolute eyes, as if staring at a piece of steel, just like the armor worn by the green skin, he lowered his claws with a low growl, "Give him a weapon, I'm not unarmed people hit."

As he spoke, he walked back, and the green skin with the huge sword beside him came over, pulled out a short knife on his waist and threw it in front of the old man, who looked at the knife on the ground, while the huge green skin looked at it. He stopped a few steps away, turned his back to the old man and growled, "Pick it up, Jarick, you want to make a deal? Then now is your chance, I'm right here, no one will intervene between us battle."

As he spoke, he turned around, his huge fangs opened in his mouth, and his power claws suddenly raised up to point at the old man, "It's just you and me, let the second brother Mao Mao witness who is the strongest one .”

Yarick glanced at the dagger on the ground, and picked it up after a moment of silence. He held it in his hand and looked at the blade, then suddenly raised his head and pointed at the huge orc in front. The latter raised his head after a roar, and then moved towards Yarick rushed forward with strides, and the latter also rushed forward with the dagger in one arm.

The two approached quickly, and the orc's power claws slashed out and fell on the ground. Yarick flew away and rolled under the giant claws, stabbing the gap between the green skin giant's thighs, and the green skin roared angrily. With a sound, the claw was grabbed horizontally from the ground, and the giant claw grabbed a piece of flying steel debris on the ground.

Yarick raised the knife to block, the power claw hit the knife and knocked Yarick out. He flew back to the wall, stepped on the wall with his legs and stopped, and then the blade rotated backward after landing, holding it with his backhand Hold the knife.

The green-skinned giant rushed over, his footsteps were like a rumbling chariot, he stabbed at Yarick with one claw, although the latter's body was old, he erupted an amazing reaction in the blink of an eye, he dodged sideways, and the thrust from the power claws It passed through the gap between the claw blades, and jumped up after approaching the end of the claw.

He jumped on the back of the green giant's hand and stabbed him in the face with a knife. The short knife pierced through the top of the iron ring and hit his face. A scarlet gash opened on his face, but then suddenly the green skin grabbed Jarick caught, slammed it against the wall, and then hit the ground all at once.

The engineering soldier trembled when he heard the huge impact sound. An ordinary person would probably have died at that moment, but Yarick didn't, but it wasn't much better. He only had one hand and couldn't fight back at all. , was thrown to the ground all of a sudden, and as soon as he stood up, the green skin walked over and punched Yarick in the face, followed by a second punch in the abdomen, and a third punch in the chest.

The power of the green skin shook the world, the wall that Yarick was leaning against roared, and the metal screamed amidst the hissing, Astartes frowned and held the steel bar like a sword, he jumped off the high place He strode forward, but was blocked by several green skins. They pointed their guns at Astarte, forcing him to stop. He cursed in a low voice and looked in the direction behind the orcs.

The green-skinned giant kept hitting Yarek hard, and the wound on his face splattered with blood. The blood flowed on the ground, but more of it belonged to Yarick. On the chin, Yarick suddenly raised his head, then took the short knife from his hand, pierced Yarick's abdomen with one knife, and came out from his back.

Yarek spat out blood, but was grabbed by the green skin giant. His blood did not fall on the ground, but was thrown away by the green skin giant along with himself. Yarick flew several meters and landed on the ground. He fell to the ground, rolled over and lay on the ground, looking at the dome in the sky with the corners of his mouth full of fuzzy blood foam.

There was a statue of the emperor welded into the steel of the ceiling. He seemed to be restrained. His hands, feet and most of his body were fused into the steel. Only one face was still outside, vertically facing Yarick from a height. Looking at each other, Yarick looked at the golden eyes, which had already dimmed.

The green skin giant watched him wipe the wound on his face, he growled and looked at Yarick who was lying on the ground and did not move, "End him, he is not worthy for me to do it myself."

After saying that, the green skin giant left, his back was very lonely when he left, the green skin holding the giant sword behind him spit and walked up, he walked up to Yarick and raised the giant sword Jian, "It's a pity, we wanted to watch a big battle, but you disappointed us and the big bony guy."

"Did I let you down?" Jarick said with trembling lips, "Yes, you let us down." "Did I let you down?" "Are you confused? Forget it, anyway, you will soon died."

As the green skin spoke, he raised the huge sword in his hand and aimed it at Yarick's neck, "I'll give you a ride." Yarick looked at the flickering blade, but his eyes were not looking at it, but looking beyond it. In the past, looking at the icon of the emperor at the top, Yarick's eyes gradually dimmed, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and the last light in his eyes disappeared.

"Emperor, I'm coming to see you at last." "No, your journey is not over yet, Yarek of Armageddon." The voice said, and suddenly the emperor's gold statue's eyes sparkled, and that The light illuminated the haze in front of Yarick's eyes, and his eyes flickered instantly.

Yarek opened his eyes wide, and suddenly felt that the blood that flowed out of the wound where he was pierced contained a warm force, and the blood that flowed out flowed back from the ground in the opposite direction, from Yarek's body. Return to the body between the wounds.

"Stand up! My champion! Rise up!" the emperor's golden statue roared, and the golden light injected into Yarick's mind along with the words.

"For the Emperor!" Yarick yelled, grasping the dagger in his abdomen, he pulled it out abruptly, the blade was pulled out from the blood, the blood solidified on the blade, and instantly connected into a flickering piece. With a radiant light, the blade turned into a flickering lightsaber!

It was no longer a short knife, but a sword that was coagulated by golden blood, and an eye pupil instantly opened in the light at the end of the blade, and a pair of reversed wings spewed out behind it.

The green-skinned giant sword slashed down, and Yarik swung it up. The lightsaber collided with the giant sword and the giant sword was cut off in the blink of an eye. The lightsaber whizzed upwards from the green-skinned throat. through.

There was no blood, no screams, the head fell to the ground with a bang, and the remains of the severed sword also hit the side. Sparks erupted from the steel ground, and the flickering flames illuminated the person who stood up. Standing up, the whole body was illuminated by the light in front of him.

Everyone around, the green skins and the slave laborers stared at him with wide eyes. Brother Astartes stepped forward and looked at Yarick who was slowly getting up, "My lord. He is done."

"Living saint." A slave worker on the side finished speaking for him. They watched Yarick stand up straight, countless lights shone from the wound on his abdomen, and those lights shot out from it, turning into several bands of light from the wound. Yarick's body coiled up and flickered instantly after converging behind his head, and a shining halo burst out of the light.

Yarick raised his head, raised the lightsaber in his hand with a gleam in his eyes, and pointed to the sky. Suddenly, there was a sudden shaking of the surrounding area, and the huge shock echoed on the ground, causing the green skins to fall to the ground. On the ground, while the Astartes stood firmly, he looked around at the violently shaking world and the falling supports.

"What is that? The Emperor?" "No, it's his army, Vito and the others are coming."

"For the Emperor!" Yarick raised his lightsaber and roared, he radiated a golden light from the falling brackets around him, and his light engulfed everything around him.

"For the Emperor!" The same cry sounded on the Infinite Frontier, and the same golden light lit up in a pair of pitch-black gun barrels, and they broke through the darkness and fired into the distance.