Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

The roaring chain sword slashed upwards and chopped up the body of the demon in front of him. Vito held the chain sword with one arm and slashed the vampire in front of him. The monster was chopped diagonally from the shoulder, splattering with blood. Collapsed to the ground.

Vito turned around and raised the muzzle of his gun and shot the next demon in pieces. Then he quickly turned the muzzle and fired in another direction. The rapid explosions expertly killed the mortal cultists who rushed up one by one.

Explosive shells ejected from the gun body with every collision of the gun bolt. Hot shells fell at Vito's feet. He turned around and brandished the chain saw to look at a Khorne demon charging towards him.

But a purple smoke drifted in front of the demon. Not only him, this smoke quickly swept away all the demons around him. Following the trajectory of the smoke, the demons collapsed to the ground one after another, and their broken corpses were like collapsed weirs. Down like a lake.

Lilith suddenly appeared behind Vito in the smoke. Her claws were all covered with sticky blood, some from Khorne demons and some from Tzeentch demons. It seemed that she had not done anything troublesome like identifying ourselves and the enemy.

"What kind of trouble have you gotten us into?" Vito asked. A shot was fired, and the explosive bomb killed a Khorne warrior whose upper body was naked and covered with scars. His head exploded like a smashed watermelon. .

"A fun game, a great game." Lilith's melodious voice said from behind, "We should really bring Helena with us next time, she will have a lot of fun."

After speaking, Lilith suddenly disappeared again, and appeared in the melee of demons in the distance in the blink of an eye.

Lilith went on a killing spree there, her body turned into smoke, and with the flashing cold light of her claws, she killed Khorne demons and Tzeentch demons one by one. Scarlet blood and pink-blue blood were sprayed everywhere. On the ground, it looked like an abstract painting.

Vito heard Lilith's laughter coming from the distance. She seemed to be having a good time, but Vito was not so happy. He looked in the direction of Ragnar, who was fighting an arduous battle with the Champion of Khorne. fighting.

"Damn it, I knew these two girls were not economical!" Vito cursed and blocked the incoming sword, then slashed out with his backhand sword and chopped the demon in front of him into pieces.

"Blood God!" The Khorne champion roared, swinging his battle ax and hitting Ragnar's chain saw hard. Although the chain saw ax was not broken, Ragnar was hit by the heavy blow and fell to his knees.

He raised his eyes and looked at the demon's face from among the roaring sparks. The monster roared, "Stand up, warrior! Stand up!"

Ragnar growled and slowly stood up. He pushed the chain ax fiercely and forced the champion back a few steps. The Khorne champion took the initiative to take a few steps back and walked around Ragnar.

As if to give Ragnar time to breathe, the Khorne champion kept his eyes fixed on Ragnar, and slashed to death a Tzeentch pink monster that rushed up to cause trouble.

Ragnar looked at the Khorne champions. Surrounding them was a chaotic battlefield, with countless Tzeentch guards flying in the air. They shot magic beams towards the ground, and they themselves were counterattacked by the Khorne Blood Sacrifice and were killed. Keep shooting down.

On the ground, the frenzy of scarlet, blue, and pink is colliding fiercely. This secret place originally full of fantasy colors is full of death and blood.

Ragnar spat a mouthful of blood and clenched his chainsword, "Come on, you red-skinned Ogryn ape! Come on!"

The Khorne champion laughed and charged forward, his blood ax slashing and clashing with Ragnar's chainsaw.

The two warriors fought together again, chain saws and tomahawks colliding fiercely with each other, and their strong arms used all their strength to strike every blow.

Ragnar moved quickly to dodge and counterattack, waving his scarred power armor arms and slashing at the Khorne champion's chest with a deafening wolf roar. The roaring chain saw penetrated the champion's red armor. , blood spurted out from the crack.

The champion stepped back and tore off the armor from his chest. The naked champion of Khorne roared in rage.

Ragnar also opened his mouth and let out an angry wolf howl. His mouth was full of fangs and teeth, and hair began to grow on his face. The fierce battle had almost reached the critical point of his gene seed defects.

But it is precisely because of this that Ragnar no longer feels tired, fearful or hesitant. He is now full of anger, and all he has is the passion for fighting and the desire to kill enemies for Russ and Quanfu!

Ragnar took the initiative and rushed forward. He roared and charged at the Khorne champion. The champion also roared and slashed with the bloody battle axe.

The Space Wolves warrior rushed towards the battle axe, dodging sideways at a very close range before the ax blade struck him. The ax fell from in front of him, and the sharp ax blade even cut off the braid of hair flying around his ears.

After successfully dodging, Ragnar turned around and stepped forward. After returning to his normal posture, he jumped up. He jumped towards the head of the Khorne champion, raised his flaming chain ax with both arms and struck the champion between the eyebrows.

Blood spurted out, but it wasn't the champion who was killed! He caught Ragnar's slash with his own hand, and the chain saw looked between his index finger and ring finger, splitting half of the champion's palm open.

Blood spurted out from the horrific cracks, muscles were severed, and bones were shattered. The Khorne champion howled and used his own palm to control the chain axe!

The champion swung the bloody battle ax with one arm and slashed Ragnar. Ragna was knocked out when he jumped and landed, and hit a wall heavily.

He hit a huge dent in the wall and fell to the ground. Ragnar's breastplate was chopped into pieces, and a horrifying scarlet wound appeared on his chest. The blood merged with the scarlet armor color itself. At the same time, it was not even possible to tell which was the blood in the wound.

"Stand up!" the Khorne champion said, stepping forward. He pulled out the chain ax embedded in his palm, and the pain made him growl.

He threw the chain ax in front of Ragnar, "Pick up your weapon! Keep fighting! Fight!" the champion shouted, holding the battle ax and standing there waiting for Ragnar.

Ragnar stood up with his arms. He grabbed the chain ax and stood up with difficulty. The Khorne champion roared and rushed forward and slashed with the axe. Ragnar also faced him, but was seriously injured. The wild wolf has been unable to resist.

The chain ax was blown away, and Ragnar was grabbed by the Khorne champion and pushed against the wall. Ragnar's head hit the wall. The concussion made his vision blurred, and his ears were all filled with blood. It was tinnitus, and he looked vaguely at the Khorne champion in front of him.

The champion raised his battle ax and looked at Ragnar with his bloodshot eyes, "Blood God! This is the glory I dedicate to you!"

"Take the head of this warrior! He deserves your favor!" the champion roared, and Ragnar watched his limbs drooping feebly.

"Ragna, accept my blessing, I will give you strength, heal your wounds, and let you win!" Khorne's voice said in Ragnar's mind.

"You are a warrior, Ragnar, the son of the Wolf King. Like your brothers, you have been baptized in blood. From now on, you will always be bathed in glory and become the most powerful warrior forever!"

Ragnar gasped, blood dripping down his armor. He lowered his head weakly and his eyes were already dim. The voice of Khorne still echoed in his mind, and a red halo began to appear in front of his eyes.

"No" Ragnar whispered.

"Your weapons have left, your body has collapsed, and your spirit is disappearing. Ragna, only I can help you! Embrace the glory, embrace the blood!"

Khorne continued to speak passionately, and the rich voice of the Blood God echoed in his mind like a golden sword, but Ragnar tried hard to maintain his last will.

"I will never betray." He whispered, a burst of wild power burning in his body, and the howls of wolves echoed in his ears, like a call from his blood.

"What else do you have? What else do you have, son of the Wolf King?" Khorne asked.

"I still have this wolf."

"teeth!"

Ragnar's head snapped up and he bit down on the Khorne champion's throat.