Chapter 167 Storm of Destruction: The Blood God's Strange Champion
Ragnar swung his chain ax and killed a Khorne warrior. The half-man, half-demon guy wearing vermilion armor fell to the ground. Several Khorne believers around him rushed up, and they shouted Sacrificing his blood to the Blood God, he rushed towards Ragna waving the deadly blades.
But the latter circled on the spot, swinging the chain ax with one arm to kill them with more rapid, powerful and deadly attacks, and the heads of the Khorne warriors were chopped off by the chain saw.
Ragnar grabbed the head of a mortal cultist with one hand and then crushed it violently. Blood dripped from between his palms, and some blood sprayed on his unhelmeted face.
A dull sound of footsteps came. Ragnar threw away the body and turned to look at the burly beast. The bloodthirsty Khorne threw away the corpse of the Slaanesh demon he was dragging. He stood holding a battle ax dripping with countless blood. In front of Ragnar, Khorne warriors and daemons came up and surrounded him.
"Why do you associate with these boring Slaanesh bitches? You are a warrior of Khorne! You should join me in spilling blood for the Blood God." The strong demon with scars on his face roared, and he raised his battle ax and slammed it Killed a succubus.
"You betrayed the Blood God, I will use your skull to try to wipe out the shame!" The bloodthirsty demon roared and walked towards Ragna on the hooves of oxen. The demons around him also came over with knives and axes.
"Wait." Ragnar said and raised his hand, and the Khorne demons actually stopped. They looked at each other, and then looked at their bloodthirsty demon boss. The demon looked at Lagna in confusion. Genna, "What are you doing, traitor?"
Ragnar thought thoughtfully, thinking with his wisest expression, and then he raised his ax and hit his head lightly, "I'm thinking, what the Blood God wants is to spill more blood. Is it right to chop off more warriors’ heads?”
The Khorne demons looked at each other and nodded. Ragnar continued to think like a great sage. Well, maybe he was a "great sage" like the green-skinned orcs.
"Then when I chop you, I will bleed and chop off your heads. Moreover, they are the heads of a group of warriors. Shouldn't they be what the Blood God wants more?" Ragna said with sudden realization, raised his battle ax and said loudly, this time As if enlightened, the demons of Khorne looked at each other and nodded suddenly.
"He is a genius! We should let him join the blood sacrifice!" A vampire screamed. The bloodthirsty demon also scratched his head, seeming to be thinking about this problem seriously, but it was obvious that he was not very smart.
Ragnar smiled proudly, but suddenly a blast of plasma whizzed past his ears. The plasma hit a Khorne warrior, and the man's head and armor were dissolved.
The warrior fell to the ground with a crash, and all the Khorne demons turned their heads and looked over. Even Ragnar looked over, and then all the demons plus one person looked in the direction of the shooter.
Lancelot was holding a plasma pistol in his hand. God knows where he took it out from under his robe. Ragnar looked at the smoking muzzle and shouted righteously, "A sneak attack is a cowardly act! That's why. Not even a blood god! This is Tzeentch!"
"Yes, yes!" The Khorne demons began to cheer inexplicably. They and Ragnar booed together and gave Lancelot a thumbs up.
"Are you too into the drama? Kill the demon!" Lancelot slapped Ragnar on the head as he ran past him, then drew out his power sword and rushed into the demon of Khorne, shining brightly. The sword of energy stance lightning instantly killed a Khorne warrior.
Ragnar saw Lancelot's victory, and after taking the first blood, he roared angrily, "Count me in, count me in! For the blood god!"
He howled and rushed into the battlefield, while Vito, who was disintegrating, looked at this scene with a strange expression, "Fuck, does he really believe in Khorne, or is he just acting too well?"
"What do you think?" Lilith said, pulling out her claws from the chest of a mortal cultist. Her long claws opened and closed slightly between her palms, and the graceful succubi came from the brothel one by one. They rushed out, they quickly rushed past Vito and rushed down the stairs.
Vito looked at Ragnar who was killing people, and then he picked up the chain ax and said seriously, "If he was, then he would have come and chopped me down."
"You are too weak! Give me some strength!" Ragnar roared and waved his chain axe. He went around killing every body, cutting into pieces and beheading each body. The demons of Khorne rushed in from all around to fight him. Make a ball.
Ragnar yelled and kept swinging to kill. It was difficult to distinguish him from the Khorne followers around him, because they were exactly the same, whether in appearance or behavior.
A group of Khorne demons rushed from the edge of the battlefield. They brandished their long swords and rushed towards Ragnar. Ragnar laughed and raised his chain ax and looked at them, "Come! This will definitely be an earth-shattering glory." Battle!”
Then he was disappointed, because the succubus girls quickly jumped into the crowd from the stairs, intercepting the Khorne demons with their sharp claws and silver knives.
"Fuck! My head!" Ragnar wailed, and then he turned around and raised his chain ax to block the incoming ax blade, and the bloodthirsty demon slashed it down from one side.
Ragnar blocked this moment and lowered his body slightly. He laughed and looked at the bloodthirsty demon in front of him. "Now it's interesting. For the emperor and the blood god! For the gold and the skull throne!"
Ragnar roared and pushed the chainsaw axe to push the battle axe away. He strode forward and swung the battle axe at the ankle of the bloodthirsty demon. The roaring chainsaw axe cut a wound with a thunderous roar like Ragnar, and a huge amount of blood gushed out from the ankle of the demon.
The monster roared angrily, but its roar seemed more like a kind of joy, "Finally! Finally there is a powerful opponent! Fight! Kill! Sprinkle blood! For the blood god!!!"
The bloodthirsty demon grabbed the battle axe with one arm and smashed it down. Ragnar howled and rushed forward. The chainsaw axe hit the side of the battle axe and deflected the axe blade. He spun and drilled under the demon's wrist. After getting up, he raised the chainsaw axe and chopped off the demon's arm.
Blood spurted onto the ground like a fountain of blood. Ragnar stepped forward again and chopped the demon's face with an axe. The bloodthirsty demon's face was shredded by the chainsaw, and the indistinct roar became indistinct under the roar of the chainsaw axe.
Ragnar shouted and pulled out the battle axe, then turned the chainsaw sideways and chopped the demon's neck. The monster fell to the ground with a bang, and Ragnar stepped on his shoulder and pressed the chainsaw axe down. The roaring slices splashed a large amount of blood, splashing on Ragnar's body.
He pulled out the chainsaw axe suddenly, then grabbed the monster's horn from the ground, climbed onto the monster's body, stood on it, and raised the bloodthirsty demon's head high.
"For the God of War! For glory!" Well, Ragnar was exposed, but in fact, Khorne is sometimes called the God of War, just like Leman Russ, and the minds of the Khorne demons present now may not understand the relationship between them.
They just watched their boss get beheaded, and watched the red lightning that suddenly passed over Ragnar's head, and they were so scared that their butts and urine were dripping. The low-level demons and cultists of Khorne ran away screaming like a group of orc boys whose bosses were chopped to death.
Ragnar stood on the corpse of the bloodthirsty demon, he raised the chain saw axe and roared to the sky, the sky was flashing with scarlet lightning, and a face appeared in the red sky, a laughing face.
Vito raised his head and looked at the sky, "Fuck?!"
"Hahahaha! Well done! Warrior! Champion! You are stronger than them! More powerful!" The laughter echoed in Ragnar's mind, but the latter laughed and raised his middle finger to the sky, and he shouted in his mind "Fuck you! For the Emperor and Russ!"
Khorne was not angry, but laughed even louder, his voice echoed in the air like thunder, and red lightning streaked across the sky.
"Good! Very good! I like your courage! Kill! Kill more warriors! The sons of the Wolf King!" Khorne laughed loudly, and his laughter echoed in the scarlet sky.
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