Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

Faced with the sudden double fatal attack.

The pitiful brain capacity of this big guy, which was as big as a baby's fist and completely inconsistent with its body, was a little overloaded, so this violent creature didn't know which side to block for a while.

In the end, it raised the adamantine sword and chose to block the buzzing and roaring Holy Blood Chain Saw Sword, just because it looked more noisy and the collision would definitely be more lively.

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Ping!

The moment the swords met, a burst of sparks flew and a sharp metal crisp sound burst out.

The blades biting each other made a terrible creaking sound, and the saw teeth scraped on the blade surface to make people's teeth ache.

Horatio got off his horse and hit the green-skinned leader's chest with one hoof, instantly kicking off a large piece of armor on his chest.

"Ouch!" The leader yelled and knelt down.

But it wasn't over yet. The warhorse galloped and swung its tail. Its long tail swept across the green-skinned face like a fine steel wire, hitting its tiny eyes. Before it could scream, the horse's hoof slammed into the big guy's unprotected head.

"Ah!" After the blow, the leader lost his balance and fell backwards. Its skull shattered instantly, and a large piece of it flew off. The broken skull fragments flew out with part of the brain tissue, revealing a bloody and tender brain.

But this amazingly tough beast was not dead yet. Its huge body struggled to get up from the ground again, and used its rough hands covered with mud to put the brain, which was not big to begin with and became pitifully small after part of it was blown away, back into its head that had become like a coconut with a hole.

"Oh, it hurts, my head itches, I feel like I'm going to grow a brain!" Its stubby fingers stirred in the bloody hole on the top of its head, scratching the bloody brain inside. The scene was terrifying and funny, and its already red eyes were now glowing red.

"I'm going to kill you, you stinky shrimp! Waaaaaagh!!"

Retracting its fingers, its hands stained with blood and brain tissue fluid clenched and chopped, it roared again, uttered a war cry, and rushed towards Horatio.

The beast charged sideways quite cunningly, using its body to cover the crude axe picked up from the ground with its other hand, and suddenly approached and threw it at Horatio.

At the moment when the flying axe was about to hit him, Horatio, who had activated the omen fragment to see through his behavior,

had already jumped off the horse in advance and rushed forward.

The flying axe missed its target by a hair's breadth, and in vain swept over the neatly trimmed black horse mane by the servant, chopping off a large piece of it, and the broken hair flew in the air.

Horatio landed and rolled forward to cushion the impact. The moment he adjusted his posture, he picked up the Holy Blood Chainsaw Sword in his hand, gritted his teeth and chopped at the three-meter-tall green-skinned leader, and the beast also let out an excited roar.

In front of this ferocious beast, Horatio was like a short hobbit, neither tall nor broad.

But such a tiny mortal, forcibly withstood the charge of the beast that was more terrifying than the warhorse, and his sword collided with the red-eyed and furious green-skinned leader's big chop.

Horatio's iron hand creaked, and even after being cushioned by the reinforced organs and implants, the opponent's overwhelming force still smashed him all over, making him soft and numb, his throat sweet, and his feet deeply sank into the mud.

Both sides used all their skills at the same time.

The sword pressed against the knife, sizzling more sparks.

The monomolecular saw teeth rotated, scraping the edge of the adamantium blade of the big slash, and sparks jumped everywhere, splashing on his hair, face, clothes, and irritating Horatio's senses.

He didn't care, clenched his teeth, stared at the big guy who was fighting back, sword against knife. At this very close distance, the stench of the green-skinned big guy hit him in the face, irritating his nasal cavity.

"Go to hell - alien!" His iron hand trembled, this was not because of the overload of a wave of heavy blows from the greenskin who used all his strength, but the tremor after Horatio took the initiative to pull the power to overload.

Puff!

The built-in coolant passed through the entire arm at high speed along the heat dissipation pipe, absorbing excess waste heat until it vaporized. The pressure relief port spewed out a hot steam.

With a click, he, whose Iron Hand's power was strengthened again, held the entire Holy Blood Chain Saw Sword in one hand and pressed down on the green-skinned big guy with a force of a thousand pounds.

"Ah?!" The other green-skinned big guys who were fighting with the Imperial Army nearby noticed this strange scene.

A small shrimp that was neither big nor strong suppressed their boss with only one hand holding the sword.

And their boss was clearly holding it with both hands and chopped it hard, but he was still slowly forced back by the seemingly fragile little shrimp, as if the strength of its two hands was not as strong as the strength of the little shrimp's iron arm.

"Can you do it! Boss! Kill the little shrimp!" The other big guys cheered, but soon,

they were brought back to the melee by the troops led by Louise and Farida.

Buzz! The saw teeth kept spinning, and its built-in skill, the Blood Angel's Fury, was charged with the collision of the battle and was ready.

While many big guys were fighting fiercely, a roar that was not like a human voice came from Horatio's throat.

The little shrimp in their eyes had bloodshot eyes and looked like a madman. The veins on his red forehead were bulging. The big guy who was originally suppressed by the chainsaw sword was finally overwhelmed by this last straw.

Horatio gritted his teeth and pressed the hilt of the sword hard.

There was a crisp sound.

The fine gold sword was actually broken directly from the blade.

The next second, the revelry of the Holy Blood Chainsaw Sword rushed into the arms of the orcs with him. The huge Chainsaw Sword started from the half of the brain that was exposed, crushed the bent spine, and then went to the chest where the armor fell off, and was completely embedded in the upper body of the greenskin.

Puff!

The high-speed rotating blade of the Chainsaw Sword easily cut into the flesh and blood under brute force. A large amount of torn flesh, internal organs and bone residue sprayed out from the end of the Chainsaw Sword, and scattered on the imperial generals and greenskins fighting not far away.

As he swung his sword, half of the head fell from the three-meter-high meat mountain to the ground, and was grabbed by the black horse next to it and eaten without care.

"That shrimp-he cut the boss in two with one hand?!!""

"I think I can't beat him-."

"I think he is so strong! ”

The boys and big guys who rushed into the battle line looked at the boss who fell to the ground after being beheaded, and then looked at this shrimp with red eyes, whose fighting power was completely inconsistent with his appearance, looking at them with red eyes.

What's more terrifying is that as they said "I think", Horatio, who was furious, looked more and more red in the eyes, and his simple gaze seemed to kill them.

"Yi! Jinbahen shrimp, look here!'

"Run, we can't win this fight!

"I'll run away first, there will be bigger and stronger Waaaagh waiting for me in the future, how can I die here!"

The green-skinned boys and big guys who rushed into the battle line retreated one after another, rolling and crawling out of the line, regardless of the imperial army's bullets and artillery fire that were constantly shooting at their backs.

The ladies who followed the wounded Sir Wellesley to the safe area looked at the naval officer who held a two-handed giant sword in one hand for mortals.

With brute force, he single-handedly killed such a huge, ferocious greenskin boss who looked like a mountain of muscle. All of them opened their mouths in an unladylike manner. Some of them had distorted and intense expressions, even with double chins.

"God Emperor, the story he told about his achievements that night was true."

Lord Wellesley, who was receiving treatment for his wounds, was muttering to himself as he watched this young man, who was less than half the height of the greenskin boss, from a distance beside the command vehicle in the rear.

"Well, I admit that he does have the ability to kill space marines." Lieutenant Colonel Cotton of the Royal Armored Regiment put down the telescope in his hand, thinking back to the scene of Horatio covered in blood, and muttered to himself.

"He is just like a god of war. I can't imagine that he can really be called a 'mortal'. Wait!

That chainsaw sword-----has the mark of the descendants of Sanguinius. He actually has a gift from a regiment!? And it's a founding regiment!"

Lieutenant Colonel Moore of the 88th Infantry Regiment recognized the bright red chainsaw sword in Horatio's hand and was dumbfounded. People who like to collect swords and weapons know the value and weight of this weapon.

"If my hand were broken here today, I would definitely ask him where he customized the iron hand to be able to rob such a big guy." Sir Wellesley affirmed the combat power of this naval colleague in a joking tone.

Beside him, the younger ladies looked at him with his back to them, looking resolute and mighty, and his blood-soaked heroic figure, and screamed excitedly.

They looked at each other, communicated with their eyes, and couldn't help imagining how they would be so impressive if they could hold hands with such a noble man like a god of war and attend the banquet!

Even the experience of fierce fighting on the bed must be extraordinary!

Horatio pulled his feet out of the soil with difficulty and exhaled a long breath.

Before he could recover, he entered the dark vision automatically.

He raised his head and looked at the tall black gold skill tree in front of him.

‘Activate: I think he is very powerful! (Primary)’

‘Passive personal effect: weapon melee power +5, and as the number of I think greenskins present increases, the melee power will continue to increase on the basic value. ’

According to the description, it is a skill that increases personal melee strength.

In the battle of the Celestial Cathedral, Horatio has almost explored the power of the melee weapon of the Iron Hand to the bottom. Without the blessing of the Wrath of Sanguinius, as a mortal, he can only fight an ordinary Khorne Space Marine with the power of the Iron Hand at most.

Although it is already very strong from the perspective of a mortal, Horatio does not think that the enemies he will face in the future will only be at the level of ordinary Space Marines.

The more skills that can enhance your melee ability, the better.

Especially this kind of skill with a higher theoretical upper limit, but the conditions are a bit troublesome. Do I have to carry a dozen greenskins with me when I fight in the future?

Horatio tightened his iron hand, thinking about the panic of the greenskins fleeing in a hurry and their growing fear of Horatio's fighting power.

A wonderful sense of power surged from the iron hand, instantly sweeping away the fatigue and sleepiness that Horatio had accumulated over the past week.

A refreshing and refreshing feeling like a spring breeze helped him refresh his mind, and he felt more energetic, and felt his body stronger and stronger!

"Hu~" His scarlet eyes returned to normal color, and the British soldiers who had escaped from the melee minced meat in front of him reorganized the line and fired fiercely at the greenskin boys who were in a mess.

The black horse walked up to him. This unruly carnivorous monster lowered its head in front of him and licked the blood on his body meekly.

"Well done, buddy." Horatio stroked the black horse's neck and patted it: "You are as fierce as me. Well, I don't know your name yet, so I'll call you Wuya from now on."

The black horse snorted, as if it understood what Horatio said, and expressed its approval and obedience.

Horatio smiled and stroked the horse's face, then stepped on the stirrup and rode back on the horse.

Then, he raised his hand and waved, and all the Star Army troops present received new instructions from the war sand table to eliminate the alien birth points one by one.