Warhammer Inquisitor

The battleship between living things and solids shattered and disintegrated, and its wreckage scattered and splashed into the chaotic space battlefield. The fearless sailors of the Imperial Navy were counterattacking in an orderly manner. The Imperial traitor ships among them were bombarded and smashed to pieces.

These ships once belonged to the Empire, but their members chose to betray the Empire. They fell into the arms of the Warp God, into the arms of Nurgle, whose flesh-corroding and psychologically poisoning virus turned them and their battleships into the horrors they are today. The appearance of a person.

Tentacles and biological giant mouths squirmed on the battleship, and a large group of fly-like objects lingered around the battleship. They buzzed, bringing the terrifying power of the evil god into the physical universe.

The physiques of those battleships became extremely huge under the support of the flesh and blood below them, and their armor layers were almost completely integrated with the flesh and blood. The glass of the cathedral, which once symbolized loyalty and faith, was already covered with pustules, and huge tentacles smashed against each other. Out of the church and waving in the void.

These living battleships are engaged in fierce battles with the Imperial Navy in orbit, and their macro cannons of the same type as the Imperial Fleet are roaring and roaring. The fierce artillery battle between the two sides revolves around the north pole orbit of the planet.

Fire and explosions engulfed the entire Arctic sky, and broken warships pierced the sky like meteors and fell into the atmosphere, but overall the situation is not as bad as it seems.

I mean, yes, the Chaos Fleet is still huge and is launching a fierce attack, but it is being dominated by the Imperial Fleet, and the Imperial Navy relies on stricter discipline, high morale and organized firepower These are more like pirate fleets of Nurgle.

This is actually an old problem of chaos. Believers of different evil gods, and even believers of the same evil god belief are very loosely coordinated. Even the more "love each other" Nurgle believers are actually more like a group of mobs united together , at least militarily.

Their tactics can be summed up in one sentence, relying on their huge bodies, crazy spirits and huge numbers to launch a brainless charge until they annihilate the enemy.

It has to be said that in a sense, they are quite similar to the green skins, both of them have huge physiques, huge numbers and high morale, as well as weaknesses that are also easy to be divided, induced and annihilated.

Cole doesn't need to worry about the progress of the battle. He knows very well that the Nurgle fleet has been suppressed by his own side. With its first wave of offensive edge being defeated, it has now become a refueling battle.

But Cole was not happy at all. He frowned and looked at the data map in front of him. On one side was the head of Omega. He seemed to be operating something, and the green fluorescent light was reflected on his face.

"Omega, are you sure? If your data is accurate, this planet is almost infected by the power of Nurgle." Cole pointed to the scarlet global data module in front of him, which is the module of destruction and death, symbolizing this planet The planet is sick, and that's an adjective, literally.

"Sure." The short mechanical voice replied, seemingly completely unaware of what this meant, or unable to understand it with the thinking mode of Mechanicus.

Cole raised his forehead helplessly, and he tapped the armrest of the captain's chair with his fist, "You know this means that if the infection exceeds the critical point, we can only execute the extermination order, right?"

"Definitely, once the infection exceeds the critical value, this planet will be completely corrupted and cannot be purified. It is recommended to execute the extinction order."

"And you also know that this planet is the holy land of the state religion. Not only are the coffins of the living saints on it, but also all the holy relics of the state religion in the entire northern obscurity star field for thousands of years and since the Eye of Terror's thousands of years of blocking war. here?"

"I know that the state religion of the Obscure Star Region is stored here, 68% of the holy relics and 44.7 of the scriptures." "And you also know that we don't have time to evacuate and evacuate this planet right now? If the extermination order is executed, this All state relics on this planet will be said goodbye to their masters."

Cole leaned on the captain's chair and held his forehead speechlessly, but Omega was obviously still very calm, and he didn't know if he could understand what he meant.

"If we blow up this planet, we will also provoke the State Church, the Order of the Battle Sisters, the Cadia Legion and the Fire Angels Space Marine Chapter who are fighting nearby. Do you know what that means?"

"Trouble." "That's right, it's a huge trouble."

Omega turned his head slightly, the data on his eyes flashed quickly, and the iron snake-like mechanical arm squirmed endlessly behind him, "We are the entourage of the judge, and our duty is to defend the empire, purify, and pollute."

"That's right, but we don't want to provoke people everywhere. We're not the bewildered idiots of the Tribunal, and neither is Vito." Cole opened the communication channel as he spoke, and he also pulled Vito's communication into it.

"Judge, Omega has detected that this planet is only one step away from being destroyed, and suggests that we blow up here." "Oh, then we will provoke a lot of people."

Vito's voice pulsated on the communication channel, and the letter i of the Inquisition twirled to represent him.

"Omega, is there a way for us not to blow up here?" Vito's voice asked, and Omega immediately responded.

"Fix the source of the plague, control the degree of infection, and purify." Omega's cold voice said word by word.

"Do you want to blow up here?" Cole asked looking at the image, and after a moment of silence and the sound of Vito yelling in some direction, he cleared his throat and replied calmly, "No."

"Then when do you plan to kill the Great Unclean?" "It's done, it's done."

Vito said that he hacked to death a plague bearer of Nurgle with his chainsword. The laughing demon was smashed into pieces by the chainsaw sword. The judge carried the chainsaw sword full of blood on his shoulder and looked at it. The four people around are busy.

"I'll let the cyclone torpedo reload, you only have two hours to save this planet." Cole said in a voice, Vito laughed and shot and blasted a rushing zombie.

I really challenge the limit every day.

Bombs exploded and shattered on the street. Bell's display showed that the holographic sight in the helmet was quickly locking and operating. Under the conduction effect of the connection between the black carapace and the nerve under the skin, Bell's aiming was almost completely instinctive. He didn't You need to think about the operation of the bolt gun itself. You only need to rely on intuition to complete the gun, aim and shoot, and it is extremely accurate.

Beside the Ultramarines, the young wolf cub rushed into the zombies. The Space Wolves wielded a chainsaw axe and killed them. Its rotten, wobbly, mutilated limbs were instantly shattered and disintegrated under the attack.

Ragnar roared and constantly adjusted the direction and angle, the roaring teeth of his chain saw ax continuously splashed with blood, and the broken flesh was trampled into a pulp under the iron feet.

Bell jumped from the high ruins, and when the heavy armor hit the ground, it crushed the streets on the ground, but this was considered an insignificant loss for this almost destroyed city.

Bell held the bolt gun and fired continuously, the spout of flames flickered in front of Bell, and the large-caliber bolt bombs smashed the walking corpses at close range.

Behind Bell, Vito was walking briskly among the fallen corpses. The bolter in his hand aimed and fired easily, shooting at will without dodging or dodging.

Lancelot, who was waving a power sword beside him, was fighting a Nurgle demon. Under Lancelot's whirlwind attack, Lancelot's bloated and fat body was cracked, and dirty flesh and pustules flowed out. On the ground, even after a heavy slash in the abdomen, his stomach was disemboweled instantly, revealing all his intestines and internal organs.

But obviously this demon's vitality is very tenacious. After Lancelot's series of attacks were enough to kill any common enemy, since he was still waving the rough bone dagger in his hand, he whimpered in an indistinct voice. shouted.

Lancelot rolled the knight's sword over his arm and shoulder, and the blade almost slid past Lancelot's helmet. His left hand grabbed the hilt and stabbed the sword into the demon's fat neck. .

The Caliban knight slammed his elbow hard on the hilt of his sword, and the blade cut half of the demon's neck in an instant, and all the flesh and blood under it were turned out, but even so, the monster was not dead.

Corrosive acid spewed out of his mouth, but Lancelot just dexterously turned around and avoided the attack. He grabbed the long sword and pulled it out suddenly, cutting off the remaining neck muscles instantly.

The monster's bloated head slid to one side, tearing off the remaining flesh and blood remnants due to its own weight. The monster fell to the ground, and the squirming fat body was blown into pieces by Lancelot with a melting grenade. .

A flickering thunder shot over the head of the Caliban knight, and the arc blasted and killed the next charging demon. The demon with half of its stomach and intestines hanging outside was struck by the lightning and evaporated in convulsions all over its body. half body.

Lightning surged in Olaf's hands, and arcs struck the ground from between his fingers. Countless walking corpses were burnt to charcoal under the lightning gushing out from the ground.

Ragnar was still driving forward at full speed, the roaring attack of the chain ax cut through the group of zombies blocking the way, and the tall wolf giant rushed out from the end of the street ruins, howling or laughing with the chain ax The killing spree took place, and the zombies on the edge of the square were immediately doomed.

The black giant is harvesting like a god of death. Well, it can't be called life now, harvesting the dead? It still seems weird.

Vito walked into the square from among the stones, and the bolt gun in his hand accurately smashed the zombies that appeared from the ruins. His upper body was instantly smashed, and his mutilated body came out of the ruins. fall.

Vito pulled out the empty magazine of the bolt gun and exchanged it for a ruined square. The tall buildings here were directly smashed through by the crashed destroyer.

I don't know if there are any living people inside. Thinking of Vito inserting a new magazine into the bolter, he raised the gun and shot blindly but accurately smashed a Nurgle zombie crawling from the ruins.

The space warriors walked into the square, and the bombs and lightning in their hands bombarded the enemies in the whole square. The giants quickly opened their lines and established a safe zone. The judge stood in the center of the safe zone and watched thoughtfully. The tail of the giant propeller.

"Judge, if the map of the war zone I got is correct, we have already arrived at Silver Spring Square." Bell said as he walked from the side, the bolter in his hand was still smoking.

Vito looked at the approaching pharmacist and looked around the square and shrugged, "This damn place is called Silver Spring Square, but I didn't even see a drop of water, it's too outrageous."

"There used to be a spring here, but it's gone now, but I think our question is where is Judge Lilith?" Bell asked, and Ragnar and the others leaned over, looking down at the judge with giant eyes .

Vito scratched his head with the side of the bolter, "Well, that girl has a casual date sometimes."

Before Vito finished speaking, a burst of crazy laughter came from a corner of the square. A whole group of plague bearers and Nurgle beasts from the ruined streets were laughing and rushing into the square. Their bloated bodies were hung with intestines and internal organs. Almost maniacal grins hung on their faces, grinning with nightmarish voices.

Little Nurglings jumped around actively on their severely obese bodies and protruding horns, laughing like children in a distorted way among the plague walkers.

Vito watched the mad rushing demons, accompanied by a huge Nurgle demon that almost wriggled on the ground.

"Forget it, let's get them done first, everyone gets their positions!" Vito raised his bolt gun, and the Astartes all raised their bolt guns to aim at the monsters.

"Listen to my password, get ready!" Before Vito could utter the ceremonial word, a burst of rapid explosion exploded among the demons.

From the broken road at the far end, a tall and graceful figure jumped out. She flew over the heads of the Nurgle demons in the air, and dropped several grenades from her hands.

Those grenades fell on Nurgle's demons like fairy flowers in an instant, and the dense explosions turned their loud and loud screams into distorted screams, and the fire burned and engulfed a large group of demons in an instant.

The slender legs stepped on the head of the large Nurgle demon, and the monster's not-so-intelligent eyes raised up to look at the woman who was stepping on top of his head.

Her two-handed sword slid out two folding long knives that rotated at high speed, and she cut off the fat back of Nurgle Demon's fat neck in an instant with a sudden swing. The monster fell forward and she jumped out again The Astartes glanced over their heads, and landed precisely on Vito's wrist.

The silver-haired female judge put one arm around Vito's neck, and then kissed the judge on the face, "My dear, you are so slow."

"Wrong! The awesome Inquisitor Vito may be late, but he will definitely save the world like lightning!" Vito said vigorously, and then he heard a burst of intensive bolt gunfire, and the artillery fire was obviously not the surrounding area. Four hit.

Olaf turned around in an instant and called out the shield, and the spinning bombs were restrained by the shield, almost spinning and standing still in front of everyone.

They all looked at the source of the firepower. It was five tall figures in dark green power armor, holding bolt guns that symbolized the angel of death in their hands.

"Ah, by the way, I brought my "friend" over." Lilith pointed at those figures with a jackknife.

Traitor Space Marines, a few "friends" of the Death Guard