Warhammer Inquisitor

There is a faint light in the dark and wide corridor. It is a gorgeous light shining from the end of the dark corridor in front of it. The lights of various colors like neon lights are scattered into the corridor and reflected on the broken ground. up, reflected in the reflective broken tiles.

Under the projection of the light, countless fragments are like puddles on the ground after the rain, interweaving countless rays of light and shooting to all parts of the corridor. In that dark space, the iron cage located in the dark of the corridor is covered by the light. The edges are illuminated, and there's a little bit of luster reflecting off the smooth iron.

The light also shone on the tall figure sitting cross-legged in it, the forehead of the red giant was dimly illuminated by the light, the remaining half of his face was shrouded in darkness, it sat in the shadow of the light, silently Sit upright.

Suddenly, the red giant raised its head slightly, and it heard the sound of a door opening on the wall behind it. It was a small door that slid open from one side of the wall, and its size was only big enough for an ordinary person of average height. Pass alone, no beast can get into that narrow little door.

"Go and open that cage!" A voice from inside the door cursed, and then a human slave in tattered clothes was pushed out of the door. After being kicked out of the shadow of the small door, he glanced nervously at the iron Then he planned to flee back to the door, but just as he turned around, he saw the flashing lightning spearhead behind him.

The person inside the door was holding a spear, and the poor man stabbed towards the outside, forcing him to step back, right? He was stabbed. The slave looked at the dark golden lightning spear flashing inside the door, and he swallowed After drooling, he looked nervously at the huge iron cage behind him, and at the sitting giant in it.

"Open the cage! You idiot! Open it and run back!" The Eldar guard inside the door yelled loudly, pointed his spear at the cage next to him, and then stretched out his spear to drive the slave back.

The slave looked at the spear that kept waving in front of him, backed up to the door of the cage, and tilted his head nervously to look at the giant sitting in the iron cage. His scarlet skin looked incomparable under the dim light of the lamp. Under the huge, bowed head, there seemed to be an eye looking at him.

The giant sat silently in it, not moving at all. The slave swallowed nervously. He walked to the latch in front of the iron cage door, and after looking at the lock hesitantly, he still grabbed the big lock with both hands. Then he pulled it out abruptly.

The heavy pin was pulled out from the slot, and the slave lost his grip because of its weight, and it hit the ground heavily. The slave in tattered clothes grabbed the end of the pin with his hands, and tried to push it out. He raised it, but let go of it immediately.

He watched all the fixed locking points on the iron cage in front of him slide outward one by one, and the circular fixed anchor points turned and protruded out of the plane. After a low bang, the huge iron cage door slowly opened. The outer slide opens.

The slave was startled and let go of the latch, and was about to run back to the small door, but just as he took one leg, he tripped over the heavy latch that fell in front of him, and he fell to the ground with a thump, his elbows on the ground. The skin was scratched on the ground, and it hurt for a while.

But the slave didn't care about the pain in that hand. He turned over and looked at the big hand that was grabbing the edge of the cage suddenly. The huge palm slowly pulled back, driving a tall figure out of the cage. He got out from under the shadow, and the tall body stepped out of the iron cage slowly.

The slave lying on the side looked at the giant standing up with fear in his eyes. He looked at the terrifying red giant standing up in front of him. His tall body was almost reaching the high ceiling in the corridor. The slave was staring at him, And the giant also lowered his head and looked down at the slaves on one side.

The one-eyed eye on his face looked at him under the hazy light, and the slave was so frightened that his heart almost stopped. He had seen too many slaves like himself who did not escape in time when they opened the prison door of the war beast, and The scene of being torn to pieces by those horrible monsters, he thought that he would not be so unlucky, but now, he knew that he was wrong.

The slave's hands on the ground trembled violently, and his dilated pupils in the dark trembled with fear. He looked at the tall giant who was close at hand, and it seemed that he would come up and grab him in just a moment, and then pulled him. Eat it after two knots.

But the Cyclops didn't do that, he just looked at the slave, and suddenly in the direction of the end of the corridor ahead, there was a burst of cheers from the flickering lights, and among the voices, a loud voice shouted Shout out.

"Let us be sympathetic, Saul Constantine and his beast, the Bloody Butcher!"

The Cyclops raised his head and looked at the source of the voice. After he was silent for a moment and complained about the terrible name in his heart, he walked past the slave. The slave lying on the ground looked at the passing beast in surprise. , he didn't attack himself, he didn't tear himself up and then eat it, he just took a look and walked over.

The slave had never seen such a sight, such a beast. That monster seemed very special. He couldn't tell where it was special, but it just felt very special.

The spear-wielding Eldar from the small door stepped forward. He stood at the door and looked at the walking red giant and the slave who was lying on the ground watching the giant walk by. He was quite surprised, but then he raised his long spear Spear yelled at the slave, "Why are you sitting there when you're not dead?! Come here!"

After hearing this, the slave immediately got up quickly, turned his back to the dim light shining from the end of the corridor, and ran into the small door on one side. The door was quickly closed, and the dim light shone on it. In the direction he was heading, the Cyclops walked out of the dark corridor facing the gradually increasing light.

Magnus walked out from under the door, and in an instant, countless ghostly lights shone on his face. Under the strong light, Magnus's one eye immediately shrank into a gap, and he looked at the cheering crowd around him, The tall body walked into the arena surrounded by high walls with heavy steps.

A piercing roar attracted Magnus' attention. He moved his eyes away from the audience standing in the auditorium with various lights, and looked at the gladiators standing like himself. The beast in the field, the tall dragon standing on two feet, opened its mouth full of fangs and roared towards Magnus.

The Cyclops looked at it, and then looked at the host in the middle of the two beasts. He was wearing the short gentleman's hat, and looked at the beasts entering the arena on both sides raised their heads, turned their bodies and looked around the cheering crowd. The audience raised their hands, "You guys, are you ready?!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" The audience yelled hysterically. Under the blurred lights, countless pairs of arms were raised high and waved under the neon lights. Sweeping from the banquet, one after another, stimulated Magnus' sense of hearing.

The voice seemed to be some kind of catalyst, and Magnus felt a strange sense of anger at once, but he was not swallowed by the wild anger, but the war beast in front of him was different, the bulging The giant dragon with its armored back raised its head, and its slender, spear-like tail was raised high behind it.

It roared, and the sound was mixed with the shouts of the cheering audience around. In the waves of mountains and tsunamis, the host raised his arms and shouted into the air, "Killing, start!"

His voice shouted, and then it suddenly turned into a flickering phantom, and disappeared on the field at once. Magnus raised his head to look at the holographic drone above his head, and the thing quickly rose into the air , the presenter with the holographic projection flew away from the scene.

"Kill that one-eyed dragon! Shut off its eyes!" The bald animal trainer, covered in scars and tattoos, tore off the long whip from his waist, waved it out of thin air, and then whipped out a sonic boom in the air, and then dropped the whip in an instant. It landed on the giant dragon beast below, its unarmored side of the head was hit by the whip and screamed.

The beast roared angrily and spread its razor-sharp claws on both hands. It roared at Magnus in front of it, and the latter also looked at it, and then turned to look at Vito standing on the high platform behind him. .

He stood there with a smile and looked at Magnus below. He stood under the flashing brilliant lights, and behind him, Lilith came up from the lights, took off the whip from her waist and handed it to Vito. , the meaning could not be more obvious.

Magnus looked at the whip, and then turned his eyes to look at Vito who was standing on a high place. He turned his head and glanced at the whip that Lilith handed over, then smiled and shook his head slightly to reject the thing, taming the beast Shi Weito turned his head, looked at the Cyclops below and smiled with his hands in his arms.

"Treat it like a wild wolf, now, go and prove to me that you beat his heart away that day." Vito said with a smile on his face, raised his face fully illuminated by the light, and looked forward the savage beast.

After hearing this, Magnus turned back sideways. He looked at the roaring beast in front of him and showed a slight smile. He wondered if the beast saw the smile. come up.

The three claws on its legs slammed on the ground, rubbing the flames and rushed towards Magnus. The iron dragon raised its razor-like claws towards the Cyclops, and grabbed Magnus' head. down.

The red giant bent its knees and bent down, then stepped forward and grabbed the arm of the beast's sharp claw, directly bumped into it with its shoulder, pulled it up from its shoulder, and fell behind it with a shoulder On the wall, the raised carapace on the back of the Flesh Tearer dragon smashed into the wall behind it.

A large piece of rubble fell obliquely from it. In the splashing white dust, the Flesh Tearer just raised his head and saw Magnus rushing forward. He stepped forward and slammed a shoulder against the beast The chest was hit hard and embedded in the wall, and the evil dragon raised its slender head and roared into the air.

The surrounding audience cheered and waved their arms, and among the thousands of waving arms, Magnus clenched his fist with the palm on the impacting side, and hit the Flesh Tearer with an uppercut. on his chin, instantly knocking it flying.

The Flesh Tearman flew up from in front of Magnus, and the beast that flitted through the air suddenly caused hysterical cheers from the surrounding audience. The position of the armrest of the auditorium was broken, and under the collapsed ruins and the collapsed ground, the audience retreated one after another.

People looked at the sharp claws that slowly lifted up and then grabbed the outer wall of the auditorium. The flesh tearer's claws were grasping the wall, and his legs were slightly bent and stepped on the protruding auditorium below him. Looking at Magnus roaring angrily below, it twitched its sharp tail and jumped down.

The war beast pounced on the red giant below, its sharp claws and bloody mouth attacked Magnus' neck, but the latter stepped forward to meet the war beast, grabbed its arm, and then repeated the same trick Shi, dragged it and flung it towards the side wall, but this time, the Flesh Tearer didn't hit it like last time.

The two-legged dragon stepped on the wall at once, and then the tall body stepped on long feet and ran quickly along the wall. It strode around Magnus, then twitched its tail violently, stabbing To the Cyclops on the field.

The Flesh Tearer's speed was very fast, and when it was running around the wall quickly, Magnus did not see its position clearly for a while, so when the tail stabbed, Magnus was also suddenly hit Assaulted, his back was pierced by the spiked tail.

Blood dripped from the red mane to the ground, and Magnus was stimulated by the pain on his back. He clenched his fists and looked back suddenly, and then saw a sudden step from the wall, The Flesh Tearer, who rushed forward with a tug of its tail, rushed in front of Magnus, leaving a scarlet wound on the red giant's chest with its razor-like claws.

Three wide scratches left a terrifying deep scar on Magnus' chest, billowing blood flowed out from the gap, and the red blood mixed with the red skin and mane for a moment, making it impossible to see To know whether he was bleeding or not, only the wound that was illuminated by the light and reflected the blood red luster could make people sure that he was indeed hit.

Magnus slightly bent his body forward, and the Flesh Tearer whizzed past him, and the spiked tail on his back was also drawn out, and the slightly downward curved spiked tail was on Magnus's body There was also a wound on the back, and red blood flowed out of it.

Because of the pain, the Cyclops knelt down on one knee. He turned his back to the biped dragon standing behind him. It raised its slender feet and roared into the air. Between the auditorium, the animal trainer standing in front of the flashing long cloth also raised his whip with a big smile on his face.

"Kill it! Take its eyes off! I want to decorate the eyeballs on my belt!" The animal trainer roared and lashed the raised carapace on the flesh tearer's back with a whip, The evil dragon lowered its head, roared loudly at the kneeling Magnus, and rushed up.

Standing on the high platform, Vito was still holding his arms in his arms. He looked at Magnus, who was dripping blood from his chest below. Lilith beside him was holding a whip with one hand on her hip, and looked at the kneeling Cyclops, "Look!" Come on, he's not very good at hand-to-hand combat, is he?"

"He is a scholar, not a savage in some wild world. Prospero advocates knowledge and rationality, so he is not very good at it and will not train hand-to-hand combat or fighting." Vito folded his arms and looked at the buried Magnus with his head down, the blue light flashed from the light above his head, illuminating his hair and face at once.

Lilith's silver hair next to him also reflected different luster under the various lights, she held the whip and looked at the flesh tearer who rushed forward, "So, he is going to be pinned to the ground The rhythm of the friction?"

"Him? My dear, how can the big guy in front of you be a Primarch, isn't he?" Vito smiled and looked at the Flesh Tearman who rushed behind Magnus, and the monster roared and threw After the spiked tail behind him was thrown back, it stretched out and stabbed Magnus from the side to the front.

The roaring tail stabbed at Magnus in an instant, but the latter squatted on the ground suddenly, turned sideways to avoid the shooting tail, and the spiked tail came from Magnus. Si passed by, and the latter grabbed the tail suddenly and violently.

The bare-chested Eldar animal trainer was startled at that scene. He watched Magnus stand up suddenly, grabbed the Flesh Tearer's tail with both hands, and yanked it back sideways with a growl. The giant's strong arm directly made the Flesh Tearer's body instantly lose its balance, and the root of the tail caused the giant dragon to fall to one side instantly under the huge pulling force.

Its legs lost its balance, and it fell sideways heavily on the ground. Then Magnus roared and grabbed the tail and swung it. The tall Flesh Tearer was dragged around on the ground like a The hammer head of the meteor hammer is the same.

The audience exclaimed and looked at the scene below. Together with the animal trainer, they watched the rapid rotation on the ground, so fast that it almost turned into an afterimage of the flesh tearer. Its body was dragged by its tail, along the surrounding The circular high wall was spinning and twitching in front of it.

Suddenly, Magnus stepped in front of him with a heavy step, his mane-covered instep crushed the ground in an instant, and then he pulled his arm back, stopping the tail while it was twitching backwards. The Flesh Tear, he vacated it, and let the Flesh Flesh fly into the sky under the twitch of its tail.

It rose high, its limbs and head were spinning around in the air, and then it was pulled down by Magnus and fell heavily, smashing the place where it landed instantly. A large piece of floor tiles, and a large number of fragments flew out from around its armored spine.

The Flesh Tearman fell to the ground, growled and put its paws on the ground to get up, but just as it raised its armored back, it was suddenly stepped back on the ground, and Magnus stepped forward and stepped on its back. On it, stepped it heavily on the ground and grabbed one of its paws.

The Flesh Tearer screamed, its body was stepped on the ground, and its tail was grabbed by Magnus, and it was pulled violently towards the outside. The beast under it howled, surrounded by the brilliant lights. The lower tail was ripped off.

Magnus stepped on the armored back of the giant dragon. While stepping on the wide armored surface, his legs exerted strength, his arms also twitched outward amidst the roar, and the muscles at the end of the tail instantly tore, connecting the The tendon of the dog was also torn, and it screamed the entire torn tail, which was lifted high by Magnus.

Magnus raised the spiked tail, then grabbed the screaming Flesh Tearer on the ground, lifted it violently, and held it in front of him, a large amount of blood dripped down from the interface of the severed tail , and the lower part of its raised armored legs was stained with a pool of blood.

The armor-covered neck of the Flesh Tearman was grabbed by Magnus, and the red giant grabbed it high, and the other hand holding the severed tail retracted and stabbed forward like Holding a dagger, Magnus pierced the chitinous carapace of the beast's chest with one of its own bony spikes.

The hard armor was instantly shattered under the impact of the spiked tail that also came from the same material, the armor on the chest was pierced, and the tail was deeply buried in its chest in the flying armor fragments.

The Flesh Tearer kicked its legs vigorously in the air, and its claws were flailing and struggling wildly on both sides, but it was pinched tightly by Magnus and gathered in the air, and the palm of the Cyclops held its neck firmly, Let the flesh tearer's long and pointed head look at the top of his head, but he can't point the big mouth at himself to bite.

Magnus released the palm of the severed tail and jumped forward, grabbed the bony end of the spiked tail, then grabbed the place and pulled it down violently, the spikes instantly tore the Flesh Tearer His chest, exposing a huge wound on his chest.

The Cyclops retaliates in his own way, and repays twice as much. The Flesh Tearer left three scarlet wounds on its chest, so Magnus will combine the three wounds into one, A deeper tear was left on its body.

The blood of the drum poured down from the gap like a waterfall, and the beast's intestines, internal organs, and a large number of abdominal organs rushed out of it along with the blood, and the blood-red intestines slid down, hitting Magnus's chest. The instep slipped down again, and the Flesh Tearer howled in pain.

Magnus looked at the beast that was strangled by him, his one eye glared, and then he let go of the hand holding the spiked tail, and slammed into the wound on the Flesh Tearer's chest. The thick arm was directly buried in it, piercing deeply into its torn flesh.

The Flesh Tearer screamed heart-piercingly, its body twitched continuously with the palm probing in the wound, but soon the Flesh Tearer would no longer twitch, because Magnus' hand moved from its The opening in the chest was pulled out violently, and one of the deeply buried things was pulled out abruptly.

It was a beating heart, a huge and powerful heart that drove the body of the beast, and now it was pulled out by Magnus, tearing all the blood vessels and pulling it out forcefully.

The heart was lifted high by Magnus, and he showed the heart under the light, pinching the Flesh Tearer in his hands. After the heart was pulled out, he let out a long cry, and his whole body went limp. It collapsed, its claws hanging down its sides, and its legs dropped to the ground.

Magnus carried the corpse of the beast like a dead fish. The Cyclops threw the corpse and smashed it against the wall on one side, and then hit the distant wall as it flew away. On the wall, all the viscera from the torn abdomen of the beast fell out, and along the trajectory of the flight, sprinkled all over the ground of the arena.

Its armored back collided with the wall, smashing the wall at once, the collapsed corpse fell heavily on the ground, the slender dragon's head hung limply on the ground, and the tongue slipped from it to the ground.

Magnus held the heart high, and he stood under the light and looked around at the audience. Everyone was silently looking at the red giant on the field. There was no cheering, no talking, no sound, just a dead silence.

This seems to be a little different from what Magnus imagined. Isn't it the same for barbarian gladiators? Then there was a burst of cheers or something, why didn't they respond?

Our big professor was stunned for a while, and then he suddenly remembered that every time he saw Ruth fight with others, he would yell into the air, so after some hesitation, Magnus also He raised his head, opened his one-eyed mouth towards the air, and roared with the sound of thunder.

The roar that roared with all its strength instantly filled the entire tall space of the Colosseum, and the roar echoed between the entire hall and the walls, just like the howling of wolves from the head of a pack of wolves, the audience on the surrounding platforms finally responded When he got up, thousands of shouts came like a tsunami.

"The Red Giant! The Bloody Butcher!"

Everyone raised their arms and cheered, Magnus held up the blood-red heart, looked around the crowd to receive their cheers, then he turned around and pointed the heart at the Eldar beast tamer deliberately, as if Is he mocking him? Before mocking him, he wanted to dig out his own eyes to make decorations. Now look, who turned into decorations?

Angrily, the Eldar animal trainer smashed his whip to the ground. He turned angrily and strode towards the light curtain behind him. After lifting the curtain, he got into it and left this shameful place.

The angry departure of the animal trainer made the atmosphere even more heated. Amidst the cheers all around, Magnus looked at Vito. He slowly put down the heart in his hand, showing him the heart that was still beating. The heart seems to be silently proving something.

Standing on the high platform, Vito put his arms around his arms with a smile, and nodded slightly to express his affirmation. He knew that the Cyclops had indeed blown a wolf's heart away that day.

Magnus sighed in satisfaction, and then he seemed to notice the warm heart that was still beating. He looked at the blood dripping from the back of his hand, and threw the heart on the ground casually.

The one-eyed professor looked around at the mess created by himself, at the broken organs all over the floor, the intestines and the heart in the bloody water, and the disembowelled beast in the corner raised its head slightly, muttered softly.

"How am I like a savage? Same as Ruth?!"

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