Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

"Fight! Kill! Blood!" the crowd shouted. Countless low-level demons and mortal cultists gathered together. They surrounded the door of the brothel that had just finished a battle and was filled with corpses and blood.

These fanatical spectators gathered around a circular venue, a makeshift gladiatorial arena. In the venue, a horned Khorne demon walked into the scene holding a sword, "Let me do it!"

He shouted and raised his sword, and his blade pointed at Ragnar the "Victor". The warrior in red armor raised his head and pulled out the chain ax from the body of a challenger. , the roaring sawtooths continuously sprayed with blood seeping into them.

"Kill him! Blood God!" shouted the demons around them, waving their weapons and cheering loudly, like a group of green boys watching a big guy fight, well, that may actually be the case. .

Ragnar stood in the arena, having slain several challengers, the next to challenge the "New Champion of Khorne" to slay him in order to claim Khorne's sanctioned Daemon Champion.

The horned demon rushed towards Ragnar, brandished the sword and slashed Ragnar between the eyebrows. The latter shouted and stepped forward with the ax blade, knocking his blade away, and then punched the demon warrior in the head. On the bridge of his nose, the man roared and backed away.

Ragnar strode forward and chopped his ax into his heavenly cap. The demon's head was instantly opened by the chain axe, and his brains spurted out along with thick blood. The warrior fell to the ground with a crash, and only Ragnar was the winner. Standing in the middle of the field, holding the chain ax high and roaring in victory.

"Ragnathan! Ragnarthan! Ragnarthan!" the surrounding Khorne demons shouted excitedly. The red demons and strong cultists waved various violent weapons, bursting out around them. There were bursts of cheers.

"Who is next? Who wants to challenge me?!" Ragnar spread his arms and shouted. The demons around him immediately burst into cheers, and soon the next Khorne demon squeezed out of the crowd and entered the scene with a knife. .

"I'm coming! For the glory of the Blood God!" He shouted and rushed towards Ragnar, who also rushed forward with a howl and brandished a battle ax, followed by another spurt of blood.

"Blood God! Blood God! Blood God!" There was another shouting.

Lancelot stood aside and held his forehead speechlessly. He was surrounded by a large group of Khorne demons who had seen Khorne himself praising Ragnar after the previous battle. They were as excited as a group of green-skinned boys. To challenge Ragnar.

Five or six have died so far, and it looks like they will continue to do so.

Vito stood on the steps, looking at the arena with blood flowing like a waterfall. He rubbed his chin and looked at the two sides fighting with a strange expression.

"This picture, this feeling, is this heresy? No, I brought them here, so I am the big heretic?" Just as Vito was thinking about whether he, as a judge, had seriously violated the judgment. When the court stipulated that it was infinitely close to traitors and heretics, Lilith stepped down.

"Ah, it feels so good." Lilith moaned softly and walked up the stairs. Her long claws were dripping with blood, and her arms were also stained with blood. Her boots stepped on the steps where blood flowed like a waterfall. Get down and walk towards Vito step by step.

The latter looked at her at the end of the stairs, then turned to look at the mess here, "It must be very hard to clean. I guess I have to close the door to thank guests today?"

"Haha, no need, this is the daily activity here." Lilith smiled and watched the blood spurting out in the arena. Ragnar had won again and was receiving the cheers of the audience in the center. There will be another one soon. A challenger enters the scene.

Vito sighed and looked at the Khorne demon lying upside down on the stairs, "Forget it, just use a smoke bomb, so it looks like an internal competition for honor among Khorne believers."

"Uh-huh, and it just happened to let the whole city know that we are here, and then we can start the next plan." Lilith smiled evilly, then turned her head, and Vito also followed her line of sight.

Vito's eyes looked up the steps, where a beautiful succubus walked down. She was wearing a revealing skirt and holding a long scimitar in her hand, with blood dripping from the blade.

The beautiful succubus stopped on the stairs a few steps away. She saluted Lilith, "Ms. Helena is waiting for you, Queen." "Very well."

Lilith said as she took Vito's arm and walked up. Vito looked back at Ragna and the others, and saw a large stream of blood spraying across his field of vision at the first sight.

"Let them stay here, they are not really needed inside." Lilith said with a smile. She took Vito on her arm and walked up the steps. They walked past the beautiful succubus, and Vito looked at her and stepped aside. Saluting, the armed succubi at the top of the stairs also saluted Lilith.

"Have you told them who you are?" Vito asked, and Lilith smiled melodiously, curling her long white hair with her fingers, "No need, I am their queen, they can see who they are. "Queen."

They walked into the gate, and the inside didn't seem to be affected too much by the accidents outside. Except for the blood at the gate, everything here was still under the magic of Slaanesh.

The guests indulged themselves in carnival in the private rooms and booths. They used all kinds of crazy means for entertainment, physical collisions, and endless desires for indulgence. The seven deadly sins found the most perfect front and release here.

Each layer, each layer here represents a desire, arranged like the seven rings of Slaanesh, which originate from the deepest desires in the heart, the craziest desires.

It is hard for humans to imagine their entertainment methods, which are crazy and irrational.

The beautiful succubi stayed with them. During their carnival, they lost their rationality and immersed themselves in desire and absorbed their souls. When the succubi played with them, they gradually removed those souls and essences from their facial features. Sucking it out, the succubi devoured those souls, bit by bit.

The melodious laughter of the succubi echoed everywhere, the laughter was beautiful but also chilling.

These people will probably be happy until they die. After all, they can't feel pain at all, and they go to destruction in endless joy and joy, being squeezed dry by those succubi.

Now he knows why many people can get in, but few can get out. This is not playing with money at all, but playing with life.

Vito turned his head and suddenly saw a drunken man appearing in front of him. He leaned forward with a silly smile on his face. He seemed to be in a state of confusion and seemed to be high, and he leaned directly towards Lilith.

"Play with me, I'll give you between thirty and fifty soul stones to buy you." He said with a silly smile, "Let this idiot go away, you come with me today."

Lilith walked over with a smile, and her slender fingers lightly scratched the man's neck. A small scarlet blood line emerged from his neck, and then it quickly tore and expanded, spewing out billowing blood.

He instantly collapsed to the ground weakly, while Lilith continued to move forward as if he was no longer him. Vito looked at the guy who fell at his feet, blood spurting out of his throat, but there was still an obsessed smile on his face. Man, his blood spread along the ground.

Several sniggering succubi approached from the side and dragged away the man who was lying in a pool of blood. His body stretched the blood stain like a mop, leaving a scarlet trail on the gorgeous floor. blood line.

Vito looked around at the space around him. He followed Lilith through the hall of desire, walking between the enchanted corridors and the enchanted colonnades. The space here seemed to be very distorted, and the inside was far more complicated than it looked from the outside. Much, much bigger.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Vito arrived at his final destination, which was a gorgeous door with countless exquisite reliefs and patterns carved on its door leaf, and its style was very rare... Ancient Greek style?

Vito looked at the door, his eyes passing between the patterns, while Lilith walked to the door and gently placed her fingers on the door.

"About this. Helena, do you know her?" Vito asked, and Lilith turned to look at Vito with a smile, "Of course I know her, after all, she is my daughter."

"Our daughter."