Warhammer Inquisitor

"You fucking take it easy! Damn Wawrinka, I tell you to take it easy!" Lucius Luxilus, who was bending his neck, complained, his condition was not very good, after all, he was hit on the back of his neck People who have been stabbed everywhere are probably not in good condition.

Lucius' luck was extremely unlucky. After he joined the battle group a few years ago, he kept clamoring that he wanted to fight the enemy and shed his blood for the emperor. It is normal for a recruit to have such thoughts. Every battle There are such vigorous young people in the regiment, who are impulsive and unruly.

Lucius was one of them, he was the most enthusiastic and courageous young man among the recruits of the Emperor's Scythe Chapter, so he was very excited after the siege of Sosa began, and when the traitors landed on the surface, he even At one time, he wanted to take a group of soldiers to take the initiative to attack the landing point of the traitors.

Of course, this extremely stupid idea was resolved by Captain Mark with his fists, but in the subsequent defense of the fortress, Lucius still got the fighting chance he longed for, although the final result was not very good.

He hadn't been in battle for five minutes before he was hit on the back of the neck by a midnight lord's paw. After he angrily wounded the midnight lord's raider, he was dragged away by his best friend and good brother Wawrinka in the battle group Now he is also receiving Wawrinka's treatment.

"Stop yelling at Lucius, aren't you yelling that you are not afraid of bleeding and dying?" Wawrinka said and wrapped the hemostatic bandage around Lucius' neck. The young soldier complained and sat under the collapsed stone pillar. unhappy.

"My lord! I'm talking about fighting! It's about fighting for glory, not being tied here by you can only hurt and can't do anything." Lucius complained, looking at the scythe on his knee and complaining endlessly He said, "I want a bloody battle, not sitting here and being manipulated by you like a guinea pig, shit! Take it easy! What are you doing so painful?"

Wawrinka sprinkled a handful of powder on the crack of the horrific wound, and Wawrinka wrapped the wound with a hemostatic bandage a little bit, "The hemostatic powder can kill the virus but it will also hurt a little, don't scream, when you are cut Why haven't I seen you screaming like that?"

"Because it was a battle of glory! Honor makes me forget the pain, as long as I find another enemy to fight, I will definitely recover!" Lucius said sternly, beating his hands on the ground and complaining, "What are we doing?" Why stay here? The enemy has broken into the monastery! We should kill and fight bloody battles instead of sitting here and staring."

Wawrinka patted Lucius on the shoulder, and the latter smiled and raised his head to look at Wawrinka, "Right, you think so too, right? I said, let's sneak in and join the battle by ourselves before Captain Mark finds out." Already!"

Lucius looked at Wawrinka's weird expression, he seemed to be looking at something in front of him again, his expression was extremely shocked, Lucius looked around at the brothers around him and turned his head to look forward, "What do you see? The Chapter Commander came in ?”

He was wrong, and when Lucius turned his head and saw the man, he knew why they were so surprised, Lucius looked at the man, at the man holding the flaming sword, with a sun-like halo behind his head man.

Lucius stood up almost subconsciously. The pain at the back of his neck made him curse in a low voice, but he quickly forgot the pain and stared at the man in front of him dumbfounded.

"Emperor?" Vakarin said dully, and all the soldiers looked at the man standing behind the monastery gate. He stood on the high steps and looked at them, like a temporary king of the gods, majestic and There is a sense of majesty that makes people surrender.

Lucius immediately thought of the emperor's appearance, he almost looks like the emperor! You see, holding the burning holy sword, there is a shining halo behind the head, and the aura also reveals a sense of domineering side leakage like the return of the king, as if the emperor really came to the world.

Vito stood on the steps and looked at the soldiers below and smiled. He held the sword Flame Sword and watched them walk on the high platform. Standing behind him, several burly giants formed an insurmountable high wall, once silently interpreting the iron wall of Vito's authority.

Vito walked on the steps and looked at the soldiers below. They all looked up at him in the half-ruined fortress hall. Vito also watched them walking, and the flaming sword burned with his steps. With the raging fire, the flame was continuously elongated in the air as it moved, like a shining sun disc.

"The last time I heard about Sosa was 10,000 years ago, when I was the Grand Marshal of the Empire, and I heard on Terra that the Sons of Guilliman, a company of Ultramarines, was killed by dozens of times their own Enemies are besieged on Sotha, and the traitors have sworn to kill them all, destroying the Lighthouse of Sotha to humiliate the Ultramarines and Guilliman."

Vito walked in front of everyone with his sword in his hand. He looked at those eyes and said, "The enemy at that time was the same traitor army that broke into the monastery now, and it was the same army that surrounded Sosa and tried to destroy you with bombing. The same wave of people, the same group of dog-day traitors, do you know what did your warriors do last time? They put a bomb in the face of each of them and kicked the ass of those bastards. "

"They defended Sosa and proudly reported their glory in front of Guilliman. Guilliman was proud of them and his sons. He handed over the glory of eternal guard Sosa to these survivors. To these sons of glory."

Vito pointed at them with a burning flaming sword, pointing at each of them, "But today? The same wave of traitors surrounded Sosa and broke into the monastery. What happened? Will the monastery fall? Will the Sosa lighthouse fall?" Occupied? Are you brats going to die here?"

"No, you're not going to fucking die here! You're going to fucking go with me like Wannian, stand in front of Guilliman and tell him, you defended Sosa! Like Wannian's martyrs Sosa, give these traitor sons of a bitch a kick into their Eye of Terror dump!"

Vito's tone gradually became high. He walked in front of the soldiers, and in front of the Chapter Commander and Company Commander Mark behind him. He suddenly stopped and stood on the steps and pointed out the gate with his finger, pointing to the gray sky.

"I tell you a truth, a truth in the name of the fucking Emperor, that your Primarch, Roboute Guilliman, will wake up after ten thousand years of sleep, and he will emerge from that still position Come out, and I assure you, it's not a lie, it's the truth."

What Vito said made everyone look at each other in blank dismay. The shock was beyond words. Terasius and Mark stared at each other dumbfounded, while the soldiers in the audience began to whisper to each other. Many people didn’t believe it. The public opinion was one after another, until Vito drew his bolter and shot the ceiling.

The huge gunshot instantly stunned everyone on the scene. He pointed the gun and sword at the young warriors below, pointing at those eyes looking at him, "Your Primarch is about to wake up, I assure you, By the Emperor's name he's coming back, your father will return to the Empire, I'll go to Macragge to see him, what should I tell him? Tell him about your sons, there are no more sons on Sosa Did you hold the lighthouse like you did years ago, and let those sons of a bitch Chaos traitors desecrate this planet?"

"Or should I tell him, your descendants, they defended Sosa like the martyrs of thousands of years ago, defended the re-shining lighthouse, and gave the gang of traitors a hard blow just like their martyrs lesson?"

Vito stood in front of them, and the soldiers all shouted. Lucius and the young warriors raised their iron fists and echoed loudly. Vito pointed at the remaining silent warriors, pointing at those doubtful warriors. them.

"What are you trying to tell him? What are you telling him when he's just waking up, are you fucking failing him, or are you fucking making him proud?! Shame, or glory?!"

"Glory!" shouted the warriors, raising their weapons.

"Haven't you fucking eaten? Speak up! Let those bloody traitors hear! Let them hear the price of coming here." Vito pointed at them and shouted, all the soldiers stood up and drew their weapons, Bolters and chainswords pointed overhead, roars and thunderous battle cries followed.

"What are you going to tell Guilliman? Tell him what you have done?" "Glory and victory!" "What are you going to tell those bloody traitors?" "Get out of five hundred worlds!"

The soldiers became enraged, Vito took advantage of the situation and slammed the flaming sword into the scabbard, turned around and grabbed the artifact from Bell's hand and held it up for everyone to see, ensuring that every soldier could see it clearly.

"This thing, send this thing into the Sosa Lighthouse and the lighthouse will restart, and the rags that have been paralyzed for 10,000 years will be lit up again, and then all loyalists will see this light, they will come here, and Together we kick those fatherless orphan traitors back into the Eye of Terror."

"Fatherless" Lilith burst out laughing when she heard that, she covered her stomach and laughed loudly, Loken on the side obviously didn't understand what he meant and was confused, but Lilith's laughter was not interrupted at all.

"He is still so talented, I have to remember this, hahahahahaha." While Lilith laughed, Vito continued his passionate speech.

He looked at the enthusiastic soldiers below, they all raised their arms and waved their weapons, even those who should have been exhausted stood up, and the wounded soldiers seemed to stand up without feeling the pain at all and joined the brothers Arms cheered, the battle cry of a hundred Astartes echoed throughout the fortress.

"We'll kill the traitors, we'll win, we'll go to Macragge and tell Guilliman, today, here, we won! And we'll keep winning! No matter how many times those bastards come and go it's the same!"

"Bolsters in the face and chainsaws opening holes because they fucked the wrong guy! They messed with the Imperials and the Emperor's Angel of Death! Tell me! You guys are ready to let them know they messed with the wrong guy ?!"

Vito raised the bolt gun and roared, and suddenly a large number of swords and guns exploded in the entire hall, the cold light flickered in the steel forest, and the shout echoed between every weapon.

"Then take your weapons and come with me to kill those Chaos wastes." Vito said as he walked down the steps with his bolt gun. All the soldiers raised their weapons and cheered in unison, and the warm atmosphere infected everyone.

Ragnar pulled out the chain saw ax passionately and started the battle axe. The roaring chain saw roared above his head. He strode up to Vito and raised the battle ax and roared like an angry wild wolf.

"For the All-Father! For Russ!" Ragnar shouted at the sons of Guilliman, and the surrounding warriors responded with the battle cry of their respective chapters. Ryan's Son of Silence roared wildly.

"For the Lion King! For the Emperor!" Lancelot pulled out his power sword and shouted, pointing the sword at the dome. He also rushed down to join the army of fanatical space fighters. Thrashus and Mark also nodded affirmatively to each other. Stepping off the high platform, the soldiers ecstatically shouted the roar of their battle group.

Bell saw that his fighting brothers were also excited. He raised the gun and pulled the bolt violently. As the bomb was pushed into the barrel, glory and pride filled his body, and the nameless power was injected into the body of Superman.

"He's still so good at boosting morale." Loken walked past Bell holding the chainsword with a smile, and Lilith also drew out two long knives at the same time and walked down with Loken at a graceful pace. She smiled Looking at Vito surrounded by space fighters in front of him, there was incomparable pride and joy in his eyes.

"This is my marshal, the marshal I like."