Warhammer Inquisitor

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

——Colvin Scrifield, Minister of State Affairs, last words before being eaten by a half-man, half-wolf monster

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Fenris has no wolves, not a single wolf.

—that's what every warrior of the Space Wolves Chapter would say.

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The blizzard was dancing wildly around, and the vast white snow fell crazily, dyeing everything white, but on the rock, the boy with eyes and eyes without eyes fell on it, his face was full of blood, and the surrounding blood dripped onto the ground. It was all dyed scarlet.

The young Space Wolves recruit candidate stood in the snow, holding a bloody battle ax in one hand, his feet buried deep in the white snow, and lying around him were other The bodies of several recruit candidates.

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

The young man looked at the beast. The monster had sharp teeth and a mouth full of tusks. It was covered with lush mane, but it stood on two feet in a human posture.

It looked like a human, but also more like a wolf, as if it was a combination of the two. The monster was two meters tall! The werewolf walked on the snow with a low growl. He was slender and tall.

The shriveled skin stuck to the bone never seemed to be able to get enough to eat, and now it was hungry too, and the two twelve-year-old boys in front of it were his dinner.

Romain, sword in hand and scarred, joined Ragnar to face the monster, the lanky beast that killed everyone but them in the blink of an eye.

The werewolf launched an attack, and the upright monster rushed forward. Ragnar grabbed the wooden spear and stabbed with all his strength, but the beast just swung its sharp claws and instantly smashed the entire wooden root, and the shattered pieces scattered on the ground.

Roman stepped forward and swung the long sword to slash the werewolf's forelimbs, but the monster flew the long sword even faster, and swung its sharp claws to draw a terrifying wound on Roman's chest.

The beast sent Romain flying, and he hit the rock with blood spilled on the ground, while Ragnar drew the stone blade and stabbed the beast in the belly.

The other claw of the werewolf raised from the snow, and the sharp claw left a horrifying wound with deep bone visible on Ragnar's arm, and a huge amount of blood gushed out and stained the snow red.

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

Ragnar punched it on the head, and gradually his vision became more and more blurred, his body became weaker and weaker, and the whole world became darker and darker.

Ragnar lay on the ground, looking at the snowy sky, and the vast white snow fell from the sky and sprinkled on the ground stained red by his own blood.

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

"Accept my blessing, Ragnar Russ, you will become a powerful warrior, like Leman Russ!" The voice recounted in his mind, accompanied by howling wolves echoed in the mind.

"Accept me, kill this beast in front of you, tear it apart, devour it!" said the voice, Ragnar's vision became more and more red, and the voice's face appeared in the air, it was a man sitting on the brass throne The giant on the ground is surrounded by pairs of blood red wolf eyes.

He sat on a throne of skulls and gazed at Ragnar.

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

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

"Father Almighty, give me strength, Emperor, if you still look at me, give me a response." Ragnar said weakly, his eyes became more and more dim, his lips became dry and even the strength to speak quickly Gone.

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

A force suddenly poured into Ragnar's body, he opened his eyes suddenly and grabbed the long sword that fell on the side, he howled and chopped the battle ax on the werewolf's head, the werewolf monster fell on its side Spit out a lot of blood.

Ragnar stood up, drew out his long sword and slashed down again. Blood splashed on the surrounding snow. He raised his head to look at the golden stars in the sky. The bright and shining star like the North Star dispelled the red Blood giant.

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

Ragnar stumbled over to Roman while grabbing the long sword. He slumped on the exposed rock beside him. Roman passed out and his chest was stained red with blood.

Suddenly, a golden gate appeared on the snow without any warning, golden light shot out from it and shone on the snow, and on Ragnar's face, there was bursts of cheers.

"Hall of Valor" Ragnar said weakly, he stretched out his hand towards the hall of glory but limp on the ground powerlessly, he turned his head slowly and saw a tall old man in a gray robe appear beside him.

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

He said and pointed to the other side, the raging blizzard stopped following his movements, the towering mountain peaks stood tall in the blizzard, and Wolf Fang Castle, the headquarters of the Space Wolves Chapter, appeared on the ground .

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

The gray-robed old man looked at Ragnar, folded his hands in his sleeves, "Which path will you embark on? Ragnar Russ, son of Leman Russ."

Ragnar looked at the gate of the Hall of Valor. He stood up holding his long sword, bent over and carried Roman on his shoulders, and he stumbled towards the ice field, which was not the direction of Langya Fort.

The gray-robed old man looked at him, his golden eyes under the hood flickered in the snow, "He's always humiliating you, Ragnar, why did you save him?"

"He is my warband brother, no brother does not quarrel, but brother will not abandon brother."

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

"Now that I know the location of Wolf's Tooth Fort, I'll go find other brothers and go to Wolf's Tooth Fort together." Ragnar said, dragging his scarred body, walking around with Roman on his back, Go to the ice field where there are other brothers in trials.

The emperor's eyes looked at him, and the appearance 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 gray-robed old man stopped Ragnar, who stopped and turned to look at the old man.

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

"I'll keep watching you, Ragnar Russ." The man said as he walked into the gate of the Hall of Valor, he walked into it and closed the gate before disappearing.

The chaplains of the Space Wolves Chapter would later record this unprecedented history, and it is a miracle that none of the recruits from the Morkai Trials became werewolves.

He did a miracle, he brought back Roman, and brought back a whole squad of ten recruits, this unprecedented feat shocked the entire battle group, and finally the old wolf Bjorn personally crowned him as the space wolf warrior ceremony, he became the chief member of that class of recruits.

Roman also recovered his health in the end, he and Ragnar became close brothers, and also served as his adjutant after Ragnar became the leader of the battle, and all the people in this platoon were the recruits rescued by Ragnar .

Ragnar earned the respect of all, whether it was before or after he left the warband to join the Deathwatch, the wolves always welcomed his return, young warriors sang his story, when Ragnar returned to the wolves Will continue to follow him.

Seek out the sons of Leman Russ, who will follow Ragnar the Young Wolf Lord.