Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

Chapter 178 Storm of Destruction: The Son of Russ, the Birth of the Wolf Lord (5)

Werewolf? A monster that walks upright? ha! I don't believe it.

——Colvin Scriffield, Imperial Administrative Officer, last words before being eaten by a half-man, half-wolf monster

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There are no wolves in Fenris, not even a wolf.

——Every warrior of the Space Wolves Chapter would say this.

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The blizzard was blowing wildly around, and the vast white snow fell crazily, dyeing everything white, but the boy with blind eyes fell on the rock, his face was covered with blood, and the blood dripping around him It was also all dyed scarlet red.

The young recruit candidate of the Space Wolves Chapter stood in the snow. He held a bloody battle ax in one hand, his feet buried deeply in the white snow, and around him lay other The bodies of several recruit candidates.

The bright red blood splashed on the snow was extremely eye-catching, and the young man, whose upper body was naked and only wearing fur pants, was also covered in blood, and some of the blood was dripping on the snow along his arms.

The young man looked at the beast. The monster had sharp teeth and a mouth full of tusks. Its whole body was covered with thick manes, but it stood on two legs like a human.

It looks like a human, but also looks more like a wolf. It seems to be a combination of the two. The monster is two meters tall! The werewolf walked on the snow with a low roar. He was slender and tall.

The shriveled skin clinging to the bones seemed like it could never get enough, and now it was hungry too, and the two twelve-year-old boys in front of it were his dinner.

Roman, sword in hand, scarred, faced the monsters with Ragnar, the lanky beast killing everyone but them in the blink of an eye.

The werewolf launched an attack, and the upright monster rushed over quickly. Ragna held the wooden spear and thrust it out with all his strength, but the beast just waved its sharp claws and instantly shattered the entire wooden root, and the broken pieces were scattered on the ground.

Roman stepped forward and swung his long sword to chop the werewolf's forelimbs, but the monster had already knocked the sword away even faster, and swung its sharp claws to cut a horrific wound on Roman's chest.

The beast knocked Roman away, and he hit the rock with blood spilling on the ground. Ragnar pulled out a stone blade and stabbed the beast in the abdomen.

The werewolf raised its other claw from the snow, and the sharp claw severely left a horrific wound on Ragnar's arm that was deep enough to see the bones. A huge amount of blood poured out and dyed the snow red.

The monster straightened up and rushed forward. It pressed Ragna to the ground. Its sharp fangs tore open in its bloody mouth. The terrifying beast bit Ragna. He was much shorter than the shoulders of a young man.

Ragnar punched it on the head, and gradually his vision began to become blurry, his body became weaker, and the whole world became darker and darker.

Ragna lay on the ground, looking at the snowy sky, and the vast white snow falling from the sky onto the ground stained red with his own blood.

The vision of Ragnar's eyes began to turn red, and a wild power began to surge into his mind. It was killing, the power of beasts, a powerful but devouring force of all reason.

"Accept my blessing, Ragnar Russ, and you will become a powerful warrior, a warrior like Leman Russ!" The voice said in his mind, accompanied by waves of wolf howls. echoed in my mind.

"Accept me, kill the beast before you, tear it to pieces, devour it!" the voice said, Ragnar's vision became more and more red, and the face of the voice appeared in the sky, it was a man sitting on the brass throne The giant on the top is surrounded by pairs of blood-red wolf eyes.

He sat on a throne made of skulls and stared at Ragnar.

"Give me your blood and skull first, and you will gain a place in the Hall of Valor!" The red giant said loudly, and his voice shook Ragna's mind.

Ragna looked at him, looked at the red giant, looked weakly at the sky, his life was slowly passing by, and he whispered weakly.

"Almighty Father, give me power. Emperor, if you still look at me, give me a response." Ragnar said weakly, his eyes became darker and darker, and his lips became dry, and he could hardly find the strength to speak. Gone.

"Emperor!" Ragnar gradually closed his eyes, but before his narrowed eyes were about to close completely, a golden light suddenly shone from the sky. Countless hazes were instantly dispelled, and golden stars shone in the sky!

A sudden force was injected into Ragna's body. He opened his eyes suddenly and grabbed the long sword that fell on the side. He howled and struck the ax on the werewolf's head. The werewolf monster fell to the ground on its head. A lot of blood spurted out.

Ragnar stood up and drew out his sword and slashed it down again. Blood spattered on the surrounding snow. He raised his head and looked at the golden stars in the sky. The bright and shining stars like the North Star dispersed the red ones. Blood giant.

He disappeared with an angry roar, and only the golden stars hung high in the sky, illuminating the snowy field.

Ragna dragged his sword and stumbled to Roman's side. He slumped down on the exposed rocks on the side. Roman passed out and his whole chest was stained red with blood.

In a trance, a golden door appeared on the snow without any warning, and golden light shot out from it and shone on the snow, shining on Ragna's face, and bursts of cheers came from it.

"Hall of Valor," Ragna said weakly. He stretched out his hand towards the glorious hall but fell to the ground weakly. He slowly turned his head and looked at a tall old man in gray robes appearing next to him.

The old man looked at the gate of the Hall of Valor, his long hair flying in the wind and snow, "I can take you to the Hall of Valor and join the ranks of the warriors."

He pointed to the other side as he spoke, and the raging snowstorm stopped with his movements. The towering peaks stood on the ground in the snow and wind, and the Wolf Fang Castle, the headquarters of the Space Wolves Chapter, appeared on the ground. .

"Or you can stand up and walk towards the end of the trial, which means you will step into the stars and fight in the endless flames of war until you die."

The old man in gray robe looked at Ragnar and folded his hands in his sleeves. "Which path will you take? Ragnar Russ, son of Leman Russ."

Ragna looked at the gate of the Hall of Valor. He stood up with his sword in his hand, bent down and lifted Roman up. He stumbled towards the ice field, which was not the direction of the Wolf Fang Castle.

The old man in gray robe looked at him, his golden eyes under the hood flickering in the wind and snow, "He is always humiliating you, Ragna, why do you want to save him?"

"He is my brother in the warband. No brother does not quarrel, but a brother will not abandon his brother."

The gray robe looked at Ragna walking towards the ice field, "Then where are you going now?"

"Now that I know the location of Wolf Fang Castle, let's find the other brothers and then go to Wolf Fang Castle together." Ragnar said, dragging his scarred body and carrying Roman on his back as he walked. Heading towards the ice field where there are other brothers in trials.

The emperor's eyes looked at him, and the image of Leman Russ appeared in front of his eyes. They were very similar, no matter in appearance or behavior, he was indeed his heir.

"Ragnar." The old man in gray robe stopped Ragna, who stopped and turned to look at the old man.

"You defeated your inner demon today, Ragnar. You will face him again in the distant future, and your brothers will need you then to find their way back."

"I will always watch you, Ragnar Russ." The man said and walked into the door of the Hall of Valor. After he walked in, the door closed and disappeared.

The Chaplains of the Space Wolves Chapter will later record this unprecedented history, and it is a miracle that among the recruits of the Mokai Trials, not a single one became a werewolf.

He accomplished a miracle. He brought back Roman and a whole team of ten recruits. This unprecedented feat shocked the entire battle group. In the end, the old wolf Bjorn personally crowned him a Space Wolf warrior. Ceremony, he became the chief member of that batch of recruits.

Roman finally recovered, and he and Ragnar became close brothers. After Ragnar became the battle leader, he also served as his adjutant, and everyone in this platoon was also the recruits that Ragnar rescued. .

Ragnar earned the respect of everyone. Whether before or after he left the warband to join the Deathwatch, the wolves always welcomed his return. The young warriors sang his stories. When Ragnar returned to the wolves I will still continue to follow him.

In pursuit of the children of Leman Russ, they will follow the Young Wolf Lord Ragnar.