Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

Chapter 251 04.0250: ‘Death Worship Cults of Different Faiths’

The killers swarmed up like a pack of wolves hunting.

Horatio holds a huge sword and looks solemn.

It would be very difficult for a mortal to wield such a massive chainsword.

But it's not impossible.

Horatio's hard-trained swordsmanship: 'Windmill' comes in handy at this time.

He wielded the Holy Blood Chainsword and swung it towards the swarming killers smoothly.

As a formation-breaking swordsmanship passed down from the era of spear stabbing and shooting, the original purpose of the great swordsmanship is to kill a person when he is surrounded by a dense enemy phalanx.

Buzz! He made a forward slash with the movement of his footsteps. After pushing back the assassin who was charging forward, he turned around with his backhand and stabbed the assassin with a backhand thrust into the abdominal cavity of the killer whose dagger was no more than half a meter away from his body.

Such an extremely close distance did not allow the opponent to react at all. The high-speed rotating saber teeth dug directly into the body, drawing out the gushing flesh and internal organs.

Then he tilted the sword, penetrated the corpse's crotch, threw the sword out, and swiped it diagonally.

Poof! !

A complete incision at a 45-degree angle was instantly made from the waist and abdomen of the corpse, and the upper and lower bodies were separated.

Boom, the body with no upper body was kneeling on the ground, blood soaked the red carpet, and every subsequent step on it would splash blood.

But other killers were approaching, and the light around him was too dim. The light source from his thumb was not enough for him to see through his surroundings.

Horatio even felt an ominous cold air emanating from his waist.

Wow!

The sound of breaking glass came from the prop room backstage at the theater.

Followed by light footsteps.

[Enemy reinforcements? Or the Harlequin Troupe? ] Horatio couldn't think of any other possibilities besides these two at this time.

When he took a closer look through the dim light, he saw that the person who came was a woman, wearing a gray veil, a high-collar fur coat, and skeleton shoulder armor, followed by two people.

It was the woman named Hadinis.

[Is she an enemy? ]

But soon, the other party proved with actual actions that Horatio was overly worried.

I saw Hadinis rushing up with two of her attendants. The two long and pointed triangular broad-bladed daggers at her waist were extremely flexible in her hands.

She pierced the collarbone of the assassin who attacked behind Horatio with her sword, and then stabbed the other man through the door with her backhand sword.

His moves are capable and extremely ferocious.

The hand-to-hand combat skills of these killers are quite similar, but more sophisticated and superb.

When the other killers saw this woman's fierce attack, they were visibly frightened and began to retreat slowly, their fighting spirit low.

But the more afraid you are, the slower your movements will become, and slowness in hand-to-hand combat will only lead to death.

Poof!

Hardiness jumped forward, without any night vision equipment, and accurately slit their throats at a speed that the killers could not react to. Then she fell down and crouched on the ground in high heels. The bloody dagger blade was crossed on her chest, and blood slowly dripped down the blade to the ground.

The last killer wanted to escape, but he ran into Louise who came from the hall to support him.

"Don't block the road!" He stabbed her waist and abdomen with a sharp knife.

Louise kicked and whipped the killer's jaw.

Bang!

The killer's entire body took off instantly and hit the wall heavily. His head even penetrated the wall which was mainly made of sound-absorbing material during the recoil. After a while, black blood gushes out from the hole in the wall.

Snap!

The crystal light on the ceiling flickered for a moment, but then went out again.

Snap!

When it came on for the second time, the light flickered a few times and finally maintained a stable light.

Looking at the mess at the scene, Horatio determined that these people were the accomplices of the killers he had met in the mansion of the president of the Corpse Guild.

Hadness walked up to a corpse, groped for a letter from his arms, flicked it, and threw the cowhide envelope at Horatio like a flying poker.

Horatio caught it in the air, opened the letter, and a vulture silver coin rolled down the cut and fell into his hand.

"This is the fourth silver coin I agreed to give you, Mr. Cochrane." Hardiness said with a smile.

The servant took the bloody sword from her hand, took out bottles and brushes and wipes, and began to clean it.

There was only one coordinate written on the white paper in the letter, and nothing else.

"Thank you, Miss Hardiness. But today you really opened my eyes. I think your skills are not what a corpse guild daughter should have. And after these people saw your moves, they seemed very Afraid of you, who are they and who are you?”

"The most prestigious killer organization in this hive city, what can you think of?" Hadinis smiled lightly.

"..." Horatio's eyes rolled around, as if he had some realization, and he slowly said: "Death Cult."

As a time traveler, he knew that the Death Worship Cult was a folk esoteric religion derived from the worship of the God Emperor, and it existed widely in the empire.

They can be found almost everywhere there are people.

He believes that ‘death and blood are the cornerstones of human existence. Only by constant sacrifice can mankind defeat this dark and cruel universe, and the broken body of the God-Emperor is unquestionable proof of this truth. ’

And every death, every wound, every drop of blood is a tribute to the Immortal Emperor.

Under the influence of this belief, it is not surprising that the Death Cult can flourish in an empire with a strong atmosphere of ascetic and masochistic religion.

In the eyes of some Purist Inquisitors, members of the Death Cult have gone astray, either corrupted by the scarlet's destructive power, or seduced by older and more terrifying beings.

However, many Ecclesiarchs believe that most members of the Death Cult are still devout followers of the Golden Throne.

So on top of this, in order to better distinguish and utilize them, the State Religion further divided Death Worship Cults into four categories in the book "How to Identify Heretics" - Necromancy Cult, Resurrection Cult, Blood Cult and State Religion sect.

The first two are extremely dangerous, pure heretics, and unforgivable enemies of the Empire.

Driven by pure madness and killing, the Necromantic Cult that advocates human sacrifice and cannibalism is a thorn in the side of the inquisitors and judges of the Ministry of Justice. They are the most heretical and terrifying existence. Once discovered, they will be met with merciless iron fists. Crushed to powder.

These people are so crazy that they are regarded as enemies by most other Death Worshipers. They are pure killing machines and true believers of the Scarlet Power. They are so twisted and alienated that they are even expelled from the Death Worshipers.

The cunning Resurrection Sect is a thorn in the flesh of the State Religion and the Mechanicus. They are good at twisting doctrines and attract countless people to convert by spreading extremely uncontrollable and convincing heresies. They are the key targets of the State Religion and the Mechanicus, whether in missionary work. In terms of force or force, the Resurrection Sect is a formidable opponent.

Even the method of distinguishing the latter two is very vague, and even the two groups are often regarded as one without any special distinction.

As the most famous and common branch of the Death Cult, the Blood Cult focuses on the act of bloodshed itself—the art of killing and the moment of death. Although members of the sect often display heretical behaviors and bloodthirsty eccentricities, the Imperial authorities always turn a blind eye to this.

Because this tolerance stems from well-known facts:

Members of the Death Cult, loyal to the God-Emperor, harbor a deep hatred of the enemies of humanity, and they provide the Ecclesiarchy and the Inquisition with invaluable aids: fanatical, loyal, and highly skilled killers. What's more, some Death Cults are inextricably linked to the Assassin's Court, which is directly under the Supreme Lord.

Those classified as sects of the Ecclesiarchy are completely dedicated to the Imperial doctrine, and they offer the corpses of their enemies as sacrifices to the Emperor, thus repaying humanity's debt to the Emperor for his eternal sacrifice.

They spend their short and violent lives mastering the art of the blade and are obsessed with the sacred cause of slaying their unclean enemies.

Because they are easy to arouse pity and are too easy to use, the Ecclesiarchy even deliberately publicizes their actions as simply out of ignorant and devout faith in the Emperor, whitewashing them into 'a group of pitiful lost lambs in need of saving'.

In the eyes of the Ecclesiarchs, Death Cult Assassins are so fearless and loyal that those members of the Ecclesiarchy eager to capitalize on their unique talents overlook the subtle differences between their sect and Imperial teachings.

Their view of these sword-wielding zealots is much the same as their view of the Adeptus Astartes - slightly different in their actions, but commendable in their zeal.

Thinking of this, Horatio frowned: "Could it be that you..."

As the heiress of the Corpse Guild, he had nothing to do with the Death Cult, so he didn't believe it.

"As you thought, Mr. Cochrane." The woman approached him with a smile:

“Many of these killers are killers from the Death Worship Cult and the Necronomicon Sect.

But I am not only the future president of the Corpse Guild, but a few years ago, I have already become the leader of the Death Worship Blood Sect using the killing techniques you have seen.

During these countless days and nights, as I pursued the path of revenge, I used the head of the enemy of the God Emperor on my neck to keep the fire of revenge burning in my heart. "

"I hope you can really maintain your loyalty to the Empire and the God-Emperor as you said." Horatio said with a sullen face and an almost threatening tone.

"I will do whatever you want me to do." The woman smiled with a rare smile, bent down and saluted Horatio:

"After all, we cooperate with each other for the greater overall benefit, right?"