Warhammer Inquisitor

Chapter 373 The Path of Expedition: The Barbarian's Game

There is a faint glow in the dim and wide corridor. It is the gorgeous light shining from the end of the dark corridor in front. The lights of various colors like neon lights are scattered into the corridor and reflected on the broken ground. , reflected on 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 towards the corridor. The edges are illuminated, and the glossy irons reflect a little bit of sheen.

The light also shone on the tall figure sitting cross-legged in it. The red giant's forehead was dimly illuminated by the light, and 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 the door opening on the wall behind it. It was a small door that suddenly slid open from one side of the wall, the size of which was only enough for an ordinary person of ordinary height. Passing alone, no beast could get through that narrow little door.

"Go and open that cage!" a voice 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 cage, and then planned to escape back to the door, but just as he turned around, he saw the lightning spearhead shining behind him.

The man inside the door held a spear and stabbed the poor man out, forcing him to step back so that he wouldn't be stabbed. The slave looked at the dark golden lightning spear flashing inside the door, and he swallowed. He salivated and looked nervously at the huge iron cage behind him, at the giant sitting in it.

"Open the cage! You idiot! Open it and run back!" The Eldar guard inside the door shouted, pointing his spear at the cage on the next side, and then he stretched out his spear and drove the slaves back.

The slave looked at the spear that was constantly waving in front of him, and backed away to the door of the cage. He tilted his head nervously and looked at the giant sitting in the iron cage. His scarlet skin looked incomparable under the dim light of the light. Under the huge, lowered head, there seems to be an eye looking at him.

The giant sat there in silence, not moving. The slave swallowed nervously. He walked to the latch in front of the iron cage door. After hesitating at the lock, he grabbed the big lock with both hands. Then he pulled it out suddenly.

The heavy latch was pulled out of the card slot, and then the slave was suddenly unable to hold it due to its weight, and hit the ground heavily. He lifted it up, but immediately released it again.

He watched as the fixed locks on the iron cage in front of him all slid outward one by one, and the circular fixed anchors turned to stick out of the plane. After a low roar, the huge iron cage door slowly opened towards Sliding outside opens.

The slave was surprised to release the latch and was about to run back towards the small door, but just as he took one leg, he tripped over the heavy latch that fell in front of him, and he thumped to the ground, his elbow on the ground. The skin was scratched on the ground, and it was painful for a while.

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

The slave who fell to the side looked at the giant standing up in horror. He looked at the terrifying red giant who stood up in front of him. His tall body was almost reaching the high ceiling in this corridor. The slave was staring at him. The giant also lowered his head and looked down at the slave on the side.

The one-eyed on his face, looking at himself under the dim light, 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 sight of being torn to shreds by those terrifying monsters, he had thought he would not be so unlucky, but now, he knew he was wrong.

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

But the Cyclops didn't do that. He just looked at the slave, and suddenly, at the end of the corridor in front of him, there was a cheer from the flashing lights, and in that voice, a loud voice shouted loudly. shout.

"Let's be affectionate, Sol 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 bad name in his heart, he walked past the slave. The slave lying on the ground looked at the beast walking by in surprise. , he didn't attack himself, he didn't tear himself up and eat it again, 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 special.

The spear-wielding spirits in the small door stood up. He stood at the door and looked at the walking red giant, and lying on the ground watching the giant pass the undead slave. He was quite surprised, but then he raised the long 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 and ran into a small door with his back facing the dim light shining from the end of the corridor. The door was quickly closed, and the dim light was shining on it. In the direction of his direction, the Cyclops walked out of the dark corridor facing the gradually increasing light.

Magnus walked out from under the door, and instantly countless ghostly lights shone on his face. Magnus' one eye immediately shrank into a gap under the strong light. He looked at the cheering crowd around him. The towering body stepped into the arena surrounded by high walls.

A harsh roar caught Magnus' attention, and he moved his eyes away from the audience standing in the tiered auditorium, whose figures were illuminated by various lights, and looked at the gladiator who was standing like himself. The beast in the field, the tall and slender dragon standing on its feet, spread out its fang-filled mouth and roared at 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 up at the beasts on both sides. He turned his body and looked around at the cheering people. The audience raised their hands, "You guys, are you ready?!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" the audience shouted hysterically. Under the blurred lights, countless arms were raised high and waved under the neon lights. Their shouts echoed from the tiered audience. The audience swept over, one after another, stimulating Magnus' auditory senses.

The sound was like some kind of catalyst, and Magnus suddenly felt a strange sense of anger, but he was not swallowed by the wild anger, and the war beast in front of him was different. The dragon on the back of the armor raised his head, and his slender, spear-like tail was also raised high behind him.

It roared, mixed with the shouts of the cheering audience around, and in the roar 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 host with the holographic projection flew away from the scene.

"Kill that one-eyed dragon! Button its eyes!" The bald animal trainer, who was tattooed with scars all over his body, tore off the long whip on his waist, swung it out of thin air, and then suddenly slammed a sonic boom in the air, and then instantly dropped the whip. On the giant dragon beast below, its unarmored side of its head was hit by a whip and screamed.

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

He stood there smiling and looked at Magnus below, he was standing under the flashing lights, and behind him, Lilith came up from the light, took off the whip from her waist and handed it to Vito , the meaning could not be more obvious.

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

"Take it as a wild wolf, now, go and prove to me that you knocked out one of his heart that day." Vito said with a smile, raised his face that was completely illuminated by the light, and looked forward the savage beast.

Magnus turned sideways and turned back after hearing this. He looked at the roaring beast in front of him and showed a slight smile. I don't know if the beast saw the smile. come up.

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

The red giant bent his knees and bent down at once, then stepped forward and grabbed the arm of the beast's claws. He slammed his shoulder directly into it and pulled it up from his shoulder, and one fell over his shoulder and smashed behind him. On the wall, the raised carapace on the back of the flesh-tearer dragon suddenly smashed the wall behind him.

A large piece of gravel fell from it, and amid the splashing white dust, the flesh-tearer just raised his head and saw Magnus rushing up. He stepped forward, one shoulder slammed into the beast's head His chest slammed into the wall, and the dragon raised his 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 fists violently, and an uppercut slammed into the flesh-tearer. on his chin, and instantly knocked it out.

The Flesh Tearer flew up in front of Magnus, and the wild beast swept through the air suddenly caused hysterical cheers from the surrounding audience. The giant dragon slammed into the outside of the auditorium on one side, and its body collided directly. The armrests of the auditorium were broken, and the audience retreated under the crumbling ruins and the crumbling ground.

People watched the sharp claws that slowly lifted up and then slammed onto the outer wall of the auditorium. The flesh-tearers' claws were gripped on the wall, and their legs were slightly bent on the protruding auditorium under them. It looked at Magnus below and roared angrily, twitching its sharp tail and jumping down.

The war beast rushed towards the red giant below, and the sharp claws and the 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 to the side of the wall, but this time, the flesh-tearer did not hit it like last time.

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

The flesh-tearer's speed was very fast. When he ran around the wall quickly, Magnus couldn't see its position for a while, so when the tail stabbed, Magnus was suddenly hit. Attacked, his back was pierced by a spiked tail all at once.

Blood dripped from the red mane to the ground, and Magnus was stimulated by the pain in the back. He clenched his fists and looked back suddenly, and then he saw that he suddenly stepped up from the wall. The Flesh Tearer, who swooped down with the pulling force of its tail, rushed in front of Magnus, and its razor-like claws left a scarlet wound on the Red Giant's chest.

The three wide scratches left a terrifying deep scar on Magnus' chest, and blood flowed out from the crack. The red blood mixed with the red skin and mane for a while, making it impossible to see To find out 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 bent his body forward slightly, the flesh-tearer whizzed past him, and the spiked tail that stabbed on his back also pulled out, and the slightly downwardly curved spiked tail was on Magnus's side. A wound was also torn on his back, and red blood flowed out of it.

The Cyclops suddenly knelt on one knee on the ground because of the pain. He turned his back to the bipedal dragon standing behind him. It stood up high with its slender feet and roared into the air. The audience cheered and jumped on both sides. Between the auditoriums, the animal trainer standing in front of the long cloth with the gleaming display also raised his whip with a smile on his face.

"Kill it! Button it's eyes! I'm going to put those eyeballs on my belt!" The trainer yelled and slapped the meat-tearer's raised carapace on his back with a whip. The evil dragon buried his head, shouted at Magnus, who was kneeling on the ground, and rushed up.

Vito, who was standing on the high platform, still held his arms in his arms. He looked at Magnus with blood dripping from his chest below, and Lilith next to him held a whip with one hand on his hips, and looked at the kneeling Cyclops, "Look. Get up, he's not very good at hand-to-hand combat, is he?"

"He's a scholar, not a savage in some wild world. Prospero advocates knowledge and reason, so he's not very good at training unarmed hand-to-hand combat or fighting." Vito crossed his arms and looked at Buried. Magnus tilted his head, and blue lights flashed from the lights above his head, illuminating his hair and face at once.

Lilith's silver hair beside him also reflected different luster under the various lights, she looked at the rushing flesh-tearer with a whip, "So, he is going to be pressed to the ground. Friction rhythm?"

"He? My dear, what do you say about this big guy in front of you, isn't it a Primarch?" Vito smiled and looked at the Flesh Tearer who rushed behind Magnus, the monster roared and slammed After the spiked tail behind him was thrown backwards, he stretched out and stabbed Magnus from the side to the front.

The whistling tail instantly stabbed at Magnus, but the latter suddenly squatted on the ground, twisted sideways to avoid the shot tail, and the spiky tail pierced from Magnus. Sis passed by, and the latter grabbed the tail suddenly.

The topless Spirit Race Beast Trainer was startled by that scene. He watched Magnus suddenly stand up. He grabbed the Flesh Tearer's tail with both hands, and snarled and yanked it to the side and back. The giant's strong arm directly caused the flesh-tearer's body to lose its balance instantly, and the root of the tail instantly fell to the side under the huge pulling force.

It lost its balance on its legs and fell heavily to the ground. Then Magnus roared and grabbed the tail and swung it. The tall meat-tearer was dragged and turned 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 fast turning on the ground. The speed was so fast that it almost became a flesh-tearer with an afterimage. Its body was dragged by its tail, and it moved along the surrounding The ring-shaped high wall was spinning and twitching.

Suddenly, Magnus stepped in front of him with a heavy step, his mane-covered instep smashed the ground in an instant, and then he pulled his arm back, twitching his tail back and stopping it all around. The meat-tearer who was spinning around, he vacated it and pulled it up, allowing the meat-shredder to fly into the sky with the slamming of his tail.

It was raised high, its limbs and head spun around in the air, and then it was suddenly pulled down by Magnus, and hit the ground heavily, and the place where it fell was instantly smashed. A large floor tile, and a large number of fragments flew out from all around its armored spine.

The Flesh Tearer fell to the ground, it growled and propped its claws on the ground to get up, but just as it raised its armored back, it was slammed back to the ground again, and Magnus stepped forward and stepped on its back , stomped it hard on the ground and grabbed one of its paws.

The flesh-tearer screamed, its body was trampled on the ground, and its tail was firmly held by Magnus, and it was violently pulled towards the outside. The lower tail was ripped off.

Magnus stepped on the armored back of the dragon, and while stepping on the broad armored surface, his legs twitched violently, and his arms twitched outwards with a roar, and the distal muscles of the tail were torn instantly, connecting the Its tendon was also torn off, and it screamed the entire torn tail, and was lifted high by Magnus.

Magnus raised the spiky tail, then grabbed the moaning Flesh Tearer on the ground, lifted it up sharply and held it in front of him, a large amount of blood dripped from the interface of the torn tail. , dyed a pool of blood under its raised armored legs.

The flesh-tearer's armored neck was grabbed by Magnus, and the Red Giant grabbed it high, and the other hand holding the docked tail pulled back and stabbed it forward like a Holding a dagger, Magnus pierced the chitinous carapace of the beast's chest with the beast's own bone spikes.

The hard armor was instantly shattered under the stab of the spiked tail that also originated from the same material, the armor on the chest was penetrated, and the tail was deeply buried in its chest among the flying armor fragments.

The Flesh Tearer kicked his legs hard in the air, and his claws were fluttering wildly on both sides, but it was pinched in the air by Magnus, and the hand of the Cyclops held its neck firmly, Let the meat-tearer's long pointed head look up at the top of his head, and he can't bite the big mouth at himself.

Magnus released the palm of his grip on the docked tail and bounced it forward. He grabbed the bony tip of the spiked tail, and then pulled it down sharply. The spikes ripped apart the flesh-tearer instantly. , exposing a huge wound on his chest.

The Cyclops repaid the human body with the way of human beings, and it was doubled back. The flesh-tearer left three scarlet wounds on its chest, then Magnus would combine the three wounds into one, A deeper tear was left on its body.

The blood of the big drum poured down from the crack like a waterfall. The beast's intestines, internal organs, and a large number of abdominal organs rushed out of it along the blood, and the blood-red intestines slipped down and hit Magnus's body. The instep slid down again, and the flesh-tearer howled in pain.

Magnus looked at the beast that was strangled by his neck, his one eye glared suddenly, and then the hand holding the spiked tail let go 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 groaned heartily, its body twitching with the palms probing through the wound, but soon the Flesh Tearer would stop twitching, as Magnus's hand pierced through the wound. The crack in his chest was pulled out suddenly, and one of the deeply buried things was pulled out.

It was a beating heart, a huge and powerful heart that drove the beast's body, and now it was pulled out by Magnus, torn off all the blood vessels and pulled out.

The heart was held up high by Magnus, he showed the heart under the light, and in his hands, the flesh-tearer was pinched. After the heart was pulled out, after a long moan, the whole body was paralyzed. It collapsed, its claws hanging down on its sides, and its legs fell to the ground.

Magnus carried the corpse of the beast as if he was carrying a dead fish. The Cyclops threw the corpse out and smashed it against the wall. As it flew away, it collided with a distant On the wall, all the internal organs from the belly torn apart by the beast were all scattered, and sprinkled all over the ground of the arena along the trajectory of the flight.

Its armored spine slammed into the wall, and it shattered the wall at once. The collapsed corpse fell heavily to the ground.

Magnus held the heart high, he stood under the lights and looked around at the audience, everyone looked at the red giant on the field silently, there was no cheer, no conversation, no sound, there was a dead silence.

This seems to be somewhat different from what Magnus envisioned. Isn't that what barbarian gladiators are all about?Then there was a burst of cheers or something, why didn't they respond?

Our great professor was stunned for a while, and then suddenly remembered that every time he saw Ruth after a fight with someone, he would yell in the air, so after some hesitation, Magnus also He raised his head, opened his big mouth under his one eye in the air, and roared with thunder.

The roar that roared with all his strength instantly filled the tall space of the entire Colosseum. The roar echoed between the entire hall and the walls, just like the wolf howls from the wolf pack, and the audience on the surrounding table finally responded. He got up, and thousands of shouts came like a tsunami.

"Red Giant! Bloody Butcher!"

Everyone raised their arms and cheered. Magnus held up the blood-red heart and looked around the crowd to receive their cheers. Then he turned around and aimed the heart deliberately at the Spirit Race Beast Tamer, as if He was mocking him. Before mocking him, he wanted to goug out his eyes and make them into decorations. Now look, who turned into decorations?

The Spirit Race animal trainer slammed the whip on the ground angrily. He turned angrily and strode toward the light curtain behind him. After opening the curtain, he got into it and left the shameful place.

The anger of the animal trainer left the scene, making the atmosphere even more lively. Magnus looked at Vito amid the cheers all around. He slowly put down the heart in his hand, and gestured to him that the still beating The heart seems to be silently proving something.

Standing on the high platform, Vito smiled and hugged his arms, nodding slightly in affirmation. He knew that the Cyclops had indeed knocked out one of the wolf's hearts that day.

Magnus sighed with satisfaction, and then 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.

One-eyed Professor Huan looked at the mess he had beaten all around him, at the broken organs all over the ground, the intestines and the heart that had fallen into the blood, and the beast whose belly had been ripped open in the corner raised its head slightly. whispered softly.

"How am I like a barbarian? Like Ruth?!"

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