Warhammer Inquisitor

Lasers and rays were flying in the entire church, the dying cries of the wounded, the screams of women, and the terrifying roars came and went one after another. It was like a crazy song, written by the craziest author and writing method.

The characters that composed it were written in blood, the performance was wild and twisted, and Antony hid behind the statue of the Emperor, looking out at the chaos in the cathedral.

The demons rushed from the other end, and all those who hadn't escaped along the way were torn to pieces. The demon's sharp claws rushed towards this side with blood, and were killed by the headshot of the bomb.

The dark angel in gray-green armor raised his bolter, and he and his brothers formed a line, aiming the bolt at the daemon's tilting fire, whistling bolts and bullets flying back and forth, and the opponent responded with magic.

The strange fire of purgatory whizzed towards it, but it dissipated in the air in an instant. Anthony looked at Vito, his eyes were shining brightly as he stood there, and he scattered the magic just by taking a look at it. The demon was smashed to pieces.

Anthony and the others hid behind them, surrounded by panicked nobles, and even Tirvan, who had been involved in the rebellion, was terrified.

They were like a group of panicked lambs huddled together, shivering behind the shepherd's battle line, looking in horror at the poor people who were unfortunately outside the walls of Astartes.

They were being slaughtered, and there were countless howls and screams between the demons and the Astartes, and those who escaped by chance fled towards the exit of the church in response to the call of the guards.

But as soon as they arrived there, the moment the guards opened the gate, they were massacred. The guards with guns were first beaten into a hornet's nest, with blue stripes tied on their heads, and pagans with Tzeentch symbols tattooed on their bare arms. came in.

These human beings killed their compatriots painfully, and the barrage slid through the crowd, causing the fugitives to be harvested and fell down like a wheat field during the autumn harvest, one piece after another.

Anthony saw Vito look over, he clenched his fist towards Lancelot, then pointed forward suddenly, the steel knight nodded suddenly, and then led his left-wing knights to rush out to protect the people there.

Vito then signaled to Bell, and the leader of the Ultramarines also rushed to the colonnade on the other side. They pushed all the way, rushed past the demons' flanks, and covered the fleeing people near the main gate.

And like this, in the church, only Vito was left in front of the emperor's statue, and the demons roared at him, and then rushed up.

Anthony thought that this would be enough, the demon would rush up and tear Olivia, Jack, and Wenyanal who were protecting behind him into pieces, and his plan would succeed.

But he soon knew one thing, these people have long had no concept of the "god" of the empire.

Vito didn't move. He looked at the demons, and the ferocious roaring demons stopped in an instant. They were stiff, and then they burst into screams, and the materialized flesh exploded into a rain of blood and sprayed all around.

He stood there with an expressionless face as if he had no emotion. He deflected all the magic that was fired without moving a finger, and the barrage from the rebels was even more inconspicuous. He blinked. They shot back, hitting their original owners.

Anthony looked at him in surprise, watching Vito calmly slaughter the demons, he didn't even use his sword, just let the demons and traitors flow into rivers of blood with his eyes.

"Lord of all changes! Doesn't it mean that his ability to control spiritual power is very poor?" Anthony exclaimed, "Where is the difference?"

He looked behind annoyed, the people beside the statue were praying, they prayed to Vito, praying that he would bless them, various voices of praise mixed with hymns rose to the dome.

In exchange for a spatter of flesh and blood, Vito lifted up the demons with psychic power and crushed their thick heads.

He stood upright on the steps, and there was already a river of blood below. The bones of demons and cultists were all over the hall. He looked at them blankly, and turned to help Lancelot in the side hall.

The demon pounced on the Caliban knight was instantly shattered and exploded into a blood mist. Lancelot stepped up with the power knight sword in his hand, and slashed another demon through the blood mist.

But suddenly, a mass of blue flames swept up, and Lancelot dodged to one side before the flames hit him. The flames hit the wall and melted the white marble.

Following the screams of the crowd, Anthony saw the eagle-headed Tzeentch scribe floating in the air with a magic book floating in his hand, while the other hand was waving magic symbols in the air, accompanied by sharp The bird sang and beat it to the knights.

The magic attack exploded instantly in the air, Anthony saw Vito stepping up, he rushed down the steps for the first time, and rushed towards the scribe demon with the unsheathed blade in his hand.

The demons along the way pounced on him, laughing wildly and besieging him. Anthony gasped when he saw those magical sharp blades and claws. Even though he was on the side of the demons, he couldn't help but feel startled.

But then he saw the demons exploding in flesh and blood, shattered before they even touched Vito, and he strode forward, stepping over the floating corpses of the demons, and charged at the scribe with his flaming sword.

The demon made a desperate resistance, it called countless chaotic magic power, they gathered into storm, flame and frost, but they dissipated without even touching him.

Vito rushed in front of the scribe, and the powerful demon mage used magic to protect himself, but the shield didn't last for a moment, and it shattered under Vito's sharp sword in an instant.

He picked up the sword, and the demon instantly split into two and fell from the air. The two mutilated halves of his body fell into the bloody water, soaking his own blood into the blood-red tide that flooded the church.

Vito stood in the center of the church, and he continued to kill demons in all directions, like chopping melons and vegetables.

The crowd began to cheer, and there was a burst of cheers behind Anthony. The people loyal to the empire were overjoyed, and those who were originally on the rebel side also began to waver. They looked at Vito standing in the center of the church, and there was nothing but awe in their eyes.

"Damn it! Anthony, he's too strong! The demons can't even touch her!"

Tierfan shouted loudly, and he looked at Olivia like Anthony. She protected Jack and Wen Ya Naer behind her, and Wen Ya Naer's wedding dress was already stained with blood.

They were safe, and even if Vito were alone, there would be no way for the demonic frenzy to pass.

Anthony looked at Olivia's side face. She and the slightly panicked Jack were confessing something, but Anthony couldn't hear clearly.

"Can you hear what they're saying?" asked Stern, who was on the sidelines.

"Roll up your sleeves."

"What?"

"Roll up your sleeves!"

Anthony said sharply, Stern was obviously taken aback, and then did as he did.

Anthony didn't hear what they were saying, he didn't need to, to hear a dead man's voice.

He raised the hidden laser gun from behind, aimed at Olivia from behind, those fierce eyes, and pulled the trigger of the light bullet with his finger.