Warhammer Inquisitor Chapter 172

  Chapter 172 Storm of Destruction: Warriors of Khorne Tournament

Ragnar didn't live very long, at least according to the standards of space fighters, he only served the Emperor for two hundred years. The two hundred years of fighting have taught Ragnar a lot. He is no longer the Fenris The hairy kid in the tribe.

He has fought countless enemies of the Emperor. Long before he joined Deathwatch, Ragnar was a famous duel fighter of the Space Wolves Chapter Blood Roar Dalian. One-on-one, shine the glory of Russ into the darkest corners of the galaxy in glorious battles.

   During the battle against countless fears, Ragnar no longer knew what fear was, but he couldn't help but feel a little fear in front of the burly demon of Khorne.

The horns were bent in a weird way, and now that the scarlet monster that grew into the Khorne Talisman on top of his head was holding a battle axe, his eyes burning with endless anger looked at Ragnar, and strong muscles rumbled across his body, A deep roar came out from behind the sharp teeth.

  Ragnar recognized him at a glance, he was the champion of Khorne.

Blood was sprinkled all around him. As soon as this monster came in, it killed countless guests in an instant. The Khorne demons around him gathered together, and walked towards Ragnar and Lancelot with war blades and sharp axes. , The two soldiers quickly raised their weapons and stood ready.

But suddenly there was a thunderclap in the sky outside the door, and a low roar came from the thunderstorm, that powerful and trembling low growl, the voice of Khorne himself pierced through the veil of subspace , arrived here through the chaotic storm.

"Fight, let's have a one-on-one gladiatorial fight between warriors, this is a battle of glory, not to be profaned." The voice said, the champion of Khorne turned his head slightly, then turned around and blocked the advancing people beside him with his ax The demons of Khorne, those demons stopped and backed away, allowing the champion of Khorne to lumber towards Ragnar.

"In the name of Khorne, I challenge you, Ragnar the Undefeated." The Khorne champion raised his battle ax and pointed it at Ragnar, who also smiled and held the chainaxe to move forward , but was stopped by Lancelot before the start.

   "Have you lost your mind? There are so many of them, you are asking for your own death," Lancelot said.

   But the words were suddenly interrupted by the angry champion. Feeling insulted, the champion roared and smashed the stone pillar on one side with an axe. He glared at Lancelot.

"This is a gladiatorial fight, in the name of the blood god! I will kill anyone who dares to defile the duel! Fallen Angel!" roared the champion, "If Ragnar can defeat me, cut off my head for the blood God, my subordinates will leave!"

  The surrounding demons of Khorne joined in, brandishing their weapons and shouting the name of Khorne, swearing oaths in his name.

  Ragnar pulled away Lancelot's palm, patted his shoulder and said with a smile, "Don't worry, Lao Lan, I will win in the name of my father and Russ."

Ragnar walked towards the champion of Khorne, Lancelot looked to Vito for a decision, the judge stood not far away watching the duel and nodded slightly, Lancelot also sighed and put away his power sword and stared at This glorious duel.

  The demons of Khorne made room for the two duels. The corpses and furniture debris here were cleared away, and the two warriors walked into the scene to confront each other and walk around.

Ragnar stared at the demon in front of him, and the Champion of Khorne looked at him too, his long tail covered with armor patches swept behind him, the champion of Khorne stopped after a moment, he watched Ragnar pose A fighting stance.

   "May the strong win." The champion of Khorne raised his battle ax with one arm, "Blood for the blood god! Skull for the skull!"

   Following the recitation of Khorne's battle oath, the champion of Khorne charged forward with heavy strides.

  Ragnar also let out a wolf roar, "All Father! Listen to me!"

  The proud warriors of the Space Wolves charged at the Khorne champion, and the two sides clashed head-on, roaring chainaxe and **** battleaxe colliding, blade to blade.

  The two sides immediately attacked here, the battle axes and chainsaws clashed fiercely, and the deadly blades sang the battle hymn with the battle cry and the clash of steel along with the mighty strength of the two warriors.

  Ragnar constantly changed his posture and repeatedly defended and counterattacked. He did not blindly defend, but continued to launch offensives.

The champion of Khorne kept slashing his battle ax with heavy steps, and the **** ax blade slashed towards Ragnar, while the latter kept confronting it with his chainsaw axe. After slashing with the tomahawk, he swung his backhand.

The roaring chainsaw slashed at the shoulder armor of the Champion of Khorne, and countless sparks shot out from the incision of the chainsaw. The Champion of Khorne roared and jumped into the air, relying on the potential energy falling from the air to strike down , the flames of inferno ignited on his battle ax and slammed into Ragnar's chain axe.

The champion of Khorne let go of his arm, and punched Ragnar in the face with an iron fist, sending him flying. The Space Wolves fell a few meters away. Bloodshot raised the chain saw axe and prepared to charge up.

   But his chain saw ax was broken, and it was smashed to pieces under the power of Khorne just now. The chain saw chains all collapsed and broke, and the roaring engine also ejected sparks of decay.

  But suddenly a force was injected into the chain saw axe, and the broken chain saw axe began to heal itself instantly, and all the damaged parts returned to their original state in the blink of an eye. Not only that, a raging fire ignited on the chain saw axe.

   "Fight! Son of the Wolf King! Fight!" Khorne's voice echoed in Ragnar's mind, and Ragnar rushed up with a smile and roar.

The champion of Khorne laughed and grabbed the battle axe, "Lord God of Khorne! Witness our glory!" He roared and raised his battle ax to chop down. This time, the two weapons did not shatter when they hit each other , a powerful force spread out from the impact point, and the blood god's joyful laughter echoed endlessly.

  The battle between the two Khorne "chosen" became more intense, dangerous and deadly. The blessed weapons of both sides collided and killed each other, and powerful forces continued to shake in this hall.

  The surrounding demons of Khorne cheered, they chanted the names of Khorne Champion and Ragnar, and praised the glorious battle that had Khorne's attention.

  Vito looked at the two sides in the duel field, they were evenly matched, and the high-strength battle was enough to make anyone, even a superhuman body like a space warrior, feel tired.

  Ragnar wasn't a demon after all, and after tens of minutes of fighting, his fatigue began to surge.

  Ragnar missed a slash, he landed on the gambrel of the Champion of Khorne, the chainsaw sliced ​​through the armor and hit the flesh beneath, but failed to cut off his arm.

  The champion of Khorne laughed and raised his battle ax with one arm and slashed at Ragnar's head. That deadly blow could definitely cut off his head.

   When Vito was startled, golden lightning flashed across his palms, but just as he was about to deliver the fatal blow, Lilith held him back, who looked at Vito and smiled.

She raised her head and looked at the top of her head, and Vito also looked up subconsciously, suddenly a blue disc whizzed past her head, and the blue figure that stepped on the disc and flew away brandished a spear beam.

  The light beam hit the champion of Khorne, and then countless Tzeentch guards stepping on discs roared down from all over the towering dome, and they launched an attack from the air to the ground.

   A series of psychic beams bombarded the champion. He stopped and his final blow to Ragnar was interrupted by Tzeentch. This glorious battle was tarnished!

"Tzeentch! How dare you humiliate this glorious battle!" The roar of Khorne himself echoed endlessly, and the sky over the city was burning with a prairie fire, and the entire sky turned scarlet. in the hall.

  Lilith smiled, and slowly drew out the silver long knife, "The plan is clear, now he and Tzeentch are facing each other."

   "Are you using him? Let him focus his anger on Tzeentch to provoke a battle between evil gods?" Vito asked, Lilith laughed, turning her head with a wicked smile.

   "Told you that Khorne is strong-brained and simple-minded."

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