Warhammer

Of course, it would be better if the opponent didn’t have a giant hammer in his hand that was even taller than Al’s.

"That idiot Zaken is dead!"

The female Centaur rushed in and circled the field first, while asking loud questions. The two Sheep Women did not even raise their heads, and were concentrating on serving the filth of the dead Beast King.

Only Al could answer her, but he didn't even dare to speak.

Is it possible to go back at this time?

Before Al had time to think about it, the woman's attention was fixed on him. Strictly speaking, she only glanced at the dead Zaken, and her eyes were always on Al. Al was a little embarrassed, he was still naked.

“The gift has come!”

Who knew that the woman horse suddenly shouted excitedly, and there was a cheering commotion outside the fence. Then many beastmen and even some strange beastman-like creatures with tentacles or a few pairs of breasts rushed in from various places.

The center of the herd was Al, who was standing next to Zaken's body.

"Eh!"

Al was in tears and stood there with nowhere to go.

The woman-horse rushed forward first (it seemed to be right), and under the threat of the war hammer that was dragging and plowing two ridges on the ground, Al didn't even dare to think of sliding. The blood-red figure that helped the boy kill the Beast King seemed to be deeply disdainful of his cowardice, and the dark clouds in the sky also dispersed in time.

Just when Al thought that the woman would knock him away, she stopped in front of the boy in time. Her plump breasts, which did not show any signs of sagging, hit Al's face, creating a wave of breasts.

Al's eyes went dark and he flew backwards. Before he could land on the ground, another big hand grabbed the back of his neck and his legs were lifted up off the ground.

The woman immediately pulled him in front of her and looked at him carefully, from his eyes to his flat chest and to the part that was slapped by the boy.

Only when he got closer did he realize that the female horse's eyes were as red as her hair. She didn't wear much armor, but it wasn't as thin as in some games where erotic costumes were used as armor. At least her important parts were protected. The female horse was very tall, and Al estimated that he could barely hug her thighs.

If only time could stay at this moment. Al's sexual fetishes are very wide, but ponies and carts are the best among them and must be tasted.

But then the group of strange-looking Chaos believers surrounded them.

"God's son!"

"The snake god blesses the rejoicing ones!"

"Great, great, ah I want it~"

"Behold, the power of Chaos manifests itself among us!"

“Hmph! Hmph! Uaaaaaaaah~!!”

Being surrounded by this group of terrifying, freakish creatures, especially a group of Slaanesh believers who are so crazy that they cannot be described as crazy, is something that is even more terrifying to Ai'er than a hundred million murderers!

You Slaanesh followers, stay still! I'm going to issue the extermination order. Ah, I'm here too, so it's okay.

Chapter 4: Celestine

The centaur held the boy in his hands, showing off as if he had taken the enemy's head, and proudly turned around in place, showing him to a group of Slaanesh followers.

Al looked in horror at a group of strange-looking Slaanesh elements on the ground who were staring at him fanatically. There was even a deformed goat-headed beastman who controlled the mutated tentacles on its head to lick Al's leg, leaving an unknown mucus. The creepy feeling made him instinctively hold the woman's horse's hand tightly.

The latter's eyes flashed, he withdrew his left hand, hugged the boy in his arms, swung the sledgehammer with his right arm, and smashed it down with a sound of breaking through the air.

After a loud bang, only a pile of broken bones and flesh was left on the spot.

A piece of meat and scraps splashed onto Al's back, and the cold touch made the boy shiver all over.

I don't know where the courage to challenge the Beast King as a cub has gone.

The surrounding Slaanesh believers scattered, then quickly gathered together, and then cheered and stared at Ai'er with fanatical eyes, as if nothing had happened.

Ai'er, on the other hand, was even more afraid. The Chaos lunatics were all a bunch of perverts, and the followers of Slaanesh were the most perverted of all perverts. The Blood God only wanted to see rivers of blood, but the followers loved to chop, chop, and chop; his grandfather wanted everyone to be united and friendly, but each follower was a self-propelled biological weapon, the Song of Saya; Tzeentch was always making trouble and repeating himself, while the followers were always repeating themselves and making trouble; Slaanesh was always on the way to having fun and finding fun, while the followers of Slaanesh were a bunch of perverts who were always pursuing excitement and satisfying their insatiable desires.

Although it is really fun to play with colors.

But it would be different if he was replaced by the one who was being enjoyed.

Moreover, according to Ai'er's understanding, after doing something, the followers of Slaanesh can no longer get happiness from repeating it, and can only constantly pursue more depraved and more powerful stimulation, and finally succumb to desire completely, becoming a madman who goes from sun cactus to electric fan and finally meat grinder.

The thought that if I were to be corrupted by the spirit of Slaanesh, I would most likely change from being a woman to being a man, from 1 to 0, from a human to a beast...

"do not want!"

The horrible future in his imagination made Al scream out. He had just become an adult before he traveled through time, and he had never seen such a big world.

The female horse looked at him doubtfully. His pretty face, which was rare among male beastmen, looked as if she was thinking of something terrible and was very scared.

She thought about it for a moment, held the boy in her arms, and instructed the followers who were staying on the periphery and whose Chaos mutations were not as severe as those visible to the naked eye:

"Go find the weak sheep and tell them to make offerings for the Son of Grace."

The beastmen who received the order left on their own, and the remaining believers cheered, hugged the woman horse and Al and dispersed into the dense forest.

"Eh!"

After crossing over, the only important person who stayed here, Ai Er naturally didn't want to leave her behind. Who knows what will happen if he leaves? Here is a one-armed hero. Suddenly, it occurred to him that it seemed dangerous to leave these strange Slaanesh things here. Although they seemed to respect him very much, who could be sure of the thoughts of the Chaos lunatics? He was a little entangled for a while.

The woman horse sensed that Al didn't want to leave, so she simply put him on her horse. The boy, who had never ridden a horse, panicked and moved forward slightly closer to the woman horse's upper body. There was no saddle on her back, so Al had nowhere to lean on, so he could only lean forward and press his hands on the muscles on both sides of the horse's back to stabilize his body.

After all, she is the only one who looks a little normal among a group of chaotic elements.

Then the woman-horse looked at the two sheep girls. Al saw her put down the long-handled giant hammer, move on all fours and walk over, looking down at the sheep girls who were wholeheartedly serving the filthy creature.

She paused for a moment, pulled out a scimitar from her waist, and beheaded the sheep girls one by one. Then she shook off the blood on the scimitar and put it back to her waist.

Al was stunned and couldn't help but increase the strength in his hands.

The woman turned around and looked at him. There was a row of slanting blood beads on her face, and her charming facial features showed her bloodthirsty savagery.

"Their brains have been damaged by Zaken, and the Shepherd of All Things cannot accept their souls." She explained to Al: "If they die like this, their souls will only fall into the Pleasure Labyrinth and become the lowest level of succubus slaves, forever serving the desires of their demon masters."

Al then realized that he could actually understand the woman's words and felt confused.

Isn't the woman horse with these Slaanesh followers?

As if she understood his confusion, the woman horse picked up the long-handled hammer again and dragged it on the ground. There was a mixture of broken meat, bones, dirt and grass on it, which made Al shudder with fear.

"I only believe in the Lord of the Skull Throne, the Angry Mother, the Blood God, the Blood Mother; I fight, kill, and seek glory in His name."

"???"

Is the Blood God Skull Seat you are talking about the same as the paralyzed brass toilet dog head (crossed out) that I remember?

The woman horse suddenly raised her hand and pushed aside the small braids hanging behind her, revealing her smooth neck to show Al the red symbol engraved on it.

A symbol made up of many skulls, with a female demon figure with huge horns above it.

At first glance, Al felt it was very familiar, and suddenly remembered that this was simply the Blood God symbol inverted!

The Slaanesh symbol I saw before hasn’t changed, which is a bit confusing.

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A noisy army was marching southward along the corridor from Bretonnia to Estalia. Mercenaries from Bretonnia, the Empire, and even Kislev were at the forefront. Official regular troops, including halberdiers, swordsmen, crossbowmen, musketeers with short swords, and even war artillery, were marching silently behind the loose mercenary columns.

The rangers composed of Ugor people, chivalrous knights and adventurous knights spread out to scout ten miles away. The elite hunters from the New World colonies had quietly hidden in the dense forest. These elite hunters who had fought against endless wild beasts, bandits, ratmen, undead and even the former dark elves in the jungles of the New World were all hunters who never missed their shots.

A group of knights stood on a raised hill in the distance, overlooking the marching column.

The leader had hair that was blown by the wind and fluttered in the air, like a lion's mane.

The staff officer next to him took out a map and unfolded it, but the man pushed it away with one hand.

"About to arrive."

He looked towards the end of the flat road, where it was covered by more and more forest.

"My cousin Celestine was ambushed by those hybrid beasts on this road."

He muttered to himself, his eyes blurry.

"Lain, we all remember that this hatred is still waiting for us to wash with blood, but our top priority is to complete the will of His Majesty the Emperor."

The officer with white hair and beard had only one eye. He gently stroked the man's back and said, "We can hire a group of the best hunters, the same as those in our army or even better. I know some old hunters in Arden. They all came back from Lustria. When the previous emperor massacred the old nobles... they accepted the invitation of the Artois and came to the Arden Forest to clear out the beastmen there."

"They are professional and excellent. I will personally go into the Pina Forest with them. Old Hart assures you that not a single one of those filthy Chaos bastards will survive."

Rhine said nothing and sighed.

That heroic figure still appeared in his mind.

Behind the hill, a man lying on the ground in a cloak uttered a sneer that sounded so harsh to everyone.

Old Hart frowned and was about to scold, but Rhine stretched out his hand to signal him, and he walked down the hill a few steps, sat down not far from the cloaked man and looked at the latter.

The man lying on the ground glanced at him from under his hood and said slowly:

"Your cousin should have died on the battlefield immediately. That would have been the best outcome. You probably don't want to know what happened to the captives, especially the women, who were captured by those filthy beasts."

Lao Ha was angry at first, then his face turned gloomy.

"May the God-Emperor bless Celestine and her soul."

He put his hand to his lips and prayed, and the battle priest behind him also prayed for Celestine's fate.

After hearing this, Rhine stood up with no expression on his face.

"If Celestine were still alive, I would bring her back, either home or to a convent..."

The man took the horse from the servant and walked down the mountain.

He had something in his mind that he didn't say.

"If you die, I will burn this forest to ashes, believe me...Jilia."

Chapter 5: El's Great Crisis

Little did she know that the man she was about to call uncle was planning to lead his army into the Pina Forest and wipe out the tribe where El was.

The boy was chatting with the woman, and he also learned that the latter's name was Alina, just Alina, without a surname.

The horsewoman said that she refused to abide by the tribal tradition of using body parts, plants, and common items as surnames. She would challenge powerful enemies in the name of the Mother of Fury, and after defeating them, she would take away their surnames until the Blood Mother rewarded her victory and gave her a surname herself.

"So, the End of Time lost, no, won?"

Al was sitting on the ground, wrapped in a fur that had been stripped from some wild beast. The woman-horse was sitting opposite him, lying on the ground with her four legs bent.

According to Al's observation, female horses do not have lactation organs under their abdomens, but it is unclear how other parts are different from normal people or normal horses. It is said that only horses and humans have hymens among mammals. I don't know if this is true...

"If Chaos wins, the belief in the Shepherd of All Things probably won't appear in the tribe. As the King of Beasts, a waste like Zaken can only abuse those equally useless evil-horned beasts and weak sheepmen." The female horse frowned and thought about it, as if she didn't know the details.

"I have been to the cities of men several times before, and they have always believed in Myrmidia or Sigmar of the North."

"The Shaman of the Shepherd of All Things once said that we got rid of the influence of Chaos after the Last War. Tsk! A bunch of cowards, letting trash like Zaken do whatever he wants to the weak in the tribe, but they only know how to eat grass..."

Alina seemed to be very disdainful of both sides of the Rejoicers tribe, but Al was very confused. Since this female centaur did not worship Slaanesh, why would she stay with the Slaanesh elements under the Beast King?

When he raised this question cautiously and tentatively, the woman looked at him with a puzzled look and asked, "Isn't the Blood Mother a powerful being in the Chaos?"

This made Al feel that something was really wrong.

Don't Khorne and Slaanesh fight each other when they meet? (Usually Khorne takes the lead)

Except for a very rare case where the Four Chaos Gods cooperated to start a business, such as during the End War...even during the End War, the Four Gods camps often fought among themselves.

The K Party, which is obsessed with killing, doesn't care about friendly forces or not. The Blood God just wants to see rivers of blood, no matter where the blood comes from.

He was even more curious about the "Blood Mother", "Mother of Fury" whom Alina had always respected, and the "Furious Mom" ​​which was not serious at all but more like a joke or a friendly nickname. He intuitively felt that the god worshipped by the woman centaur might be the blood-red giant he saw when he looked up at the sky. It was the latter who imposed anger and power on Al, causing him to kill the Beast King.

And the Blood Mother is also a blind spot in his understanding of this strange medieval world. Al must understand the difference between this world and the world he is familiar with.

But Alina responded, "You will know," "This is a prophecy," and "The Blood Mother needs you to climb the Skull Steps yourself."

Riddler Clawba!

Al complained in his heart, but the communication with Alina also gave him a preliminary understanding of the current situation. Except for some things she didn't want to say or didn't know, the woman told him everything she knew.

His tribe is called the Rejoicers, which has a very obvious Slaanesh style. The dead Beastlord Zaken was the biggest Slaanesh element in the tribe.

The tribe is located in Pina Forest, a name that Aiel doesn't have much impression of. However, according to the woman's horse's recollection, Pina Forest should be located in the territory of Estalia. To the east is Tyrell, and to the north is something called the United Warband of Baator. Corresponding to the Earth world, it is probably equivalent to Spain, Italy, and France.

But what is the United War Gang?

After confirming it again and again, I realized that it should be called "United States" or "Bretonnia Federation" or something like that, but the woman had no concept of these things, so she replaced them with more familiar terms.

Al continued to be confused.

Is Lilith no longer distributing foot washing water and is now taking care of the president?

Theocratic Republic!