Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry.

"Ahhhhhhh!" A roar mixed with anger and hatred attracted White Fang's attention. He could clearly feel that a really difficult big guy was quickly approaching them.

"The wolves are back!" Following White Fang's order, the gray hunter quickly retreated from the front and surrounded White Fang.

A minotaur, whose whole body was red and wearing thick brass armor that was always shrouded in burning flames, rushed towards the Space Wolf with two huge blood-red battle axes. He swung the big ax wide and wide, slashing away the obstacles in his way. All low-level demons before him.

The uneasiness in White Fang's heart was completely amplified. There were so many demons in subspace, and their types were so innumerable. The first thing to emerge from that rift together with the subspace pollution was not the followers of the Four Gods, but all kinds of weird things that were as mindless as wild animals. They are huge in number, greedy, tyrannical, and ruthless, but their combat power is not high. But as the door to subspace was open longer and longer, the servants living in the shadow of the four gods began to follow one after another.

If you don't want to summon a lot of low-level demons like wild animals, then you must have a clear ritual to direct them. Only in this way can you open a suitable rift to summon the demon army of the four gods.

White Fang looked at this bull-headed demon with an obvious Khorne style, and knew that the rift had entered the second stage. If everything here was not solved quickly, the ship would be overwhelmed by the demons blessed by the four gods. Then there will be no need for rescue.

"Drink!" Holding the huge frost battle ax in his hand, White Fang rushed towards the Minotaur.

The scarlet eyes of the minotaur demon only had the desire to kill, and he was not even willing to do any protection at all. Two huge blood axes struck straight at White Fang, vowing to cut him into bloody pieces.

White Fang dodged to avoid the attack of one axe, and the attack of the other axe was blocked by him with his frost battle axe. He quickly pulled out the plasma pistol from his waist with his right hand, and fired a shot at the head of the minotaur. A fully charged blow.

The blue plasma exploded on the Minotaur's face, directly blasting the Minotaur's head until the skull shining like brass was visible.

"Despicable!!!" The bull-headed demon roared angrily, and launched an even more frenzied attack on White Fang. The airtight double axes it wielded did not consider the problems of its teammates at all, tearing apart any demon involved in it.

Bennett Wolfclaw shouted: "Help Tusk!"

The gray hunters all turned their guns and fired accurately at the exposed brass skull of the Minotaur.

"coward!!!!"

"You only know one word at a time, right?"

White Fang, who was able to catch his breath with the help of the Gray Hunter's shooting, immediately began to taunt the Minotaur, but the movements in his hands did not stop at all. He held an ax in one hand to block the Minotaur's attack, and the plasma pistol in the other hand was firing at both hands. In the storm of axes, he was looking for tricky angles to charge and shoot again and again. This plasma pistol named Loyal was an ancient technological creation that White Fang found during a hunting trip. It was matched with a pistol shell that contained it. , with the words "Loyal Plasma Never Overheats" engraved in Gothic script.

Plasma MK XII used by Wolf Guard

Although the recharge cycle of this gun is a quarter longer than that of other plasma pistols, its ability to never overheat makes it the most deadly weapon in White Fang's hands, even far more deadly than the one he holds. This power ax named Frost.

As a precise plasma shot vaporized the Minotaur's leg joints, the Minotaur lost its balance and fell to the ground. With an unwilling roar, it was decapitated by White Fang's battle ax and disappeared into a ball of burning flames. .

"Hahaha, another perfect hunt by the wolves."

In the advance of the Space Wolves, the low-level demon sea that lost the Minotaur was completely unable to stop these powerful angels of death. Like wheat harvested by a scythe, one crop after another fell and then disappeared into flames.

In the corridor full of bullet marks and explosion marks, no demon's roar could be heard anymore. The Space Wolf warriors quickly ran through it and rushed to the D1347 cabin.

"Based on the structural diagram given to us by the Mechanic Priest, the front hatch opens into a living area for lower-level sailors. We need to pass through that small town-sized living area so that we can use this melta bomb The wall of passage D1347 was blown open."

After listening to Bennett Wolfclaw's report, Cather White Fang nodded, and then used the ax in his hand to split the hatch in front. With the help of the power ax's decomposition stance, this thick metal door was stronger than Butter is no better.

The living area behind the hatch is displayed in front of everyone.

Pipes covered by various irregular iron plates on the ground released scorching steam from time to time. The narrow and chaotic passages were filled with dregs of flesh and blood. From time to time, several sounds of demon hounds were heard from the dark sheds in the distance. bark.

It seems that those guys living at the bottom have all died in the demon's attack.

But as a veteran of hundreds of years of fighting, White Fang had become accustomed to such scenes, and he could name at least a dozen scenes that were even more tragic than this. At least in this messy place, there are only some broken bones and some uneaten minced meat on the ground. It's much better than the demon world he once purified. After all, this place won't suddenly grow a big mouth out of the ground and swallow you alive.

The Space Wolves moved closer to the mission site while sweeping away scattered demons emerging from various boxes and rooms.

Suddenly there was a sound of bolters different from those used by the wild wolves, and a running gray hunter was shot through the helmet and fell to the ground.

"Ambush! Find cover. Which traitor is it!" White Fang had already realized who was attacking them when he heard the gunfire. He slammed into the wall of the nearest house and began to observe the bullet holes in the helmets of the fallen soldiers.

The priest and the other nine gray hunters also rolled quickly, adjusting their body shapes and looking for any reliable bunker to protect themselves.

"This damn villain!" The angry White Fang, after quick analysis and judgment, roughly determined the direction of the attacker, and tentatively headed towards a stacked container about eight or nine hundred meters away from him. Towers for shooting.

A burst of charged plasma hit the tower, melting a large circle of metal. The hot metal flow slid down, and the originally stable container tower also lost its balance and fell to the side. The box hit the ground with a loud bang and a cloud of dust that obscured the view.

White Fang knew that this guy had quickly moved away from his original position. He wanted to hold them back and ensure the integrity of the rift ceremony.

"Are you comparing yourself to the best hunter? Damn traitor!" He spat a mouthful of corrosive saliva on the ground, making a sizzling sound. White Fang shouted to the others: "Wolf Claw will take them to complete the mission. I will fight this traitor here."

Bennett Wolfclaw directly threw his bolter and several magazines to White Fang. The Gray Hunters, who cooperated with him tacitly, threw smoke grenades on the road. One after another, they could block the road. The nano-smoke that detects signals and heat formed a whole flue, covering the running figures of the soldiers.

After taking the gun, White Fang licked his fangs with his tongue and ran in the other direction.

As for the gene seed of the fallen warrior, we can only wait until the dust settles.