Warhammer

As he spoke, he tried to get closer to the unconscious bunny girl.

A mocking and cruel expression appeared on the woman's face as she raised the sledgehammer upside down.

“Since it’s your fault, assassinating the Son of God and a living saint in front of believers is a capital crime no matter which sect you belong to!” As she said this, she raised the hammer in her hand and pressed it down. It seemed that she was planning to use the hammer to smash the bunny girl into a meat patty.

"Boom!"

Thrall lunged forward, carrying his crutch and lifting the huge hammer on his back.

"Tsk."

The female horse didn't take it seriously and continued to press hard with her hand. Sal's knees softened and he knelt down beside the rabbit girl.

She became interested and circled around the shaman. Although the shaman had begun to wobble, he was still able to hold on.

"If you don't resist, you can hold out for a while longer."

She reached out and picked up the hammer again, then casually put it on the ground. Her effortless appearance made people fear the tremendous power contained in her toned body.

Alina ran past Celestine, reached out and scooped the confused Al onto her back, and the boy stumbled onto the woman's horse.

"How to do?"

She suddenly asked.

"Ah? What, what should I do?"

Al was at a loss. For a long time he was used to others making decisions for him. He rarely made decisions for himself, or even made decisions for others.

"You are the Son of God and I am the Son of God?"

There was no respect in Alina's words. Women were like that. If Al could conquer her, she would become obedient, but now she couldn't help but treat him as a child, even if this child was the son chosen by the eldest brother.

"Then how about..."

Al took a look and saw that three of the attackers had died in just a few minutes (actually four, he didn't see the first one). There was also a bunny girl lying on the ground, not knowing whether she was alive or dead. She had been hit twice by the axe of the angry-horned beast and then injured by a hammer dropped from the sky by Alina. She probably had internal injuries and it was unknown whether she could still survive.

Besides, in a world like the Middle Ages, although it emphasizes that if you don't root out the grass, it will grow again, that's only for villains like rats, vampires, and greenskins. Al is thinking about going to the civilized world one day, or at least being a lawful neutral follower of the shepherd god of all things. He can't always stay with those evil-horned beasts that are neither demons nor beasts, right? Then I'll become a chaotic element!

Besides, he and Alina are still in the Tribe of Rejoicers. If they really want to kill them all, although the believers of the Shepherd of All Things may not dare to break up with them, their goodwill will probably be on the red side. It will not be so easy to find a sweet, soft, furry rabbit girl or a sheep girl with a little tail, little paws, little hooves, and beautiful big horns in the future.

Al's face suddenly became expressionless, and he suddenly pinched his thigh hard.

"?"

Alina noticed his movements and turned around in confusion.

"Nothing, I just suspect something is wrong with me."

Al's emotionless statement made him start to panic.

He is not a fan of Fu Rui!

Why did I think of those things just now!

The flag of S fluttered in Al's heart and could not be put down. He thought for a while and finally waved his hand to say, "Forget it."

"But you must promise not to be hostile to me until I do something that harms you."

According to Alina's description, the Shepherd of All Things is generally lawful. His followers either live in harmony with animals and nature, or live in the cities of humans and elves. This kind of power is destined to be backstabbed by various villains in the background. In a world like the Middle Ages, do you want to avoid fighting? Even if you don't look for trouble, trouble will find you.

But for Ai'er, he is definitely more trustworthy than those Chaos elements who treat him as a gift. After all, the thought processes of Chaos, especially Slaanesh elements, are really unpredictable. If he had the strength of the Chosen Ones or the Great Demons, it would not matter. But now he can't lift his hands or run, and he always falls down. If Alina comes back from being away for a long time, the evil-horned beasts who seek excitement will attack the Son of God at night.avi will be made into a TV series.

Moreover, this lawful and neutral force is more trustworthy than those bald heads who might go crazy one day and say, "Wow, Sigma, I admire you so much! I want to burn all the heretics for you." They are conservative and closed, and don't like to cause trouble.

There are also elves who like to stir up trouble, and probably only the stubborn but trustworthy dwarves and the Holy Grail Knight who once drank foot washing water and silently recited the Eight Virtues can surpass them.

Thrall finally held on until the woman horse calmed down, and was sitting on the ground gasping for breath without caring about his image. He had lived for more than a hundred years, and he knew the temper of a young girl like Alina very well. After the other party came back this time, she said that she believed in chaos, but it didn't seem like it, and she had nothing to do with order.

The only thing that hasn't changed is pride and glory.

The stronger you are, the more excited she is. She will fight you. If you show weakness, although Alina may not be too respectful, she will not kick her. After all, the female horse is also a descendant of Thrall who grew up under his care. Although they have different beliefs and camps, there is no need to worry about these relationships.

"Of course, I salute your magnanimity." Sal was worried that the woman would change her mind, so he bent down hurriedly, then leaned down to check the rabbit girl's injuries. Then he sighed, picked up the crutches and held them high.

“Natural healing!”

Green spots of light gathered on the staff from all directions, and Thrall held the staff with both hands and smashed it hard on the ground.

The power of nature surged into the rabbit girl's body, and her complexion improved visibly. Al looked at this scene in amazement. He had seen monsters before, but this was the first time he had seen magic.

The unconscious rabbit girl spat out a mouthful of blood and suddenly opened her eyes. Before she could come to her senses, she suddenly saw the boy riding on a horse not far in front of her.

"Son of evil!"

She struggled to get up and rushed towards Al.

Thrall, who had just carried a sledgehammer and cast spells one after another and was somewhat exhausted, had no time to stop it. He saw the Bunny Girl being clamped by the Centaur's ear with one hand and lifted off the ground.

The bunny girl with red eyes and red face kicked her legs restlessly in the air, her fierce eyes looking over the centaurs as if she wanted to kill Al.

"Why are you becoming more and more like a human?" The female centaur looked at the rabbit girl as if she were admiring a doll. Ignoring her struggle, she curiously asked Thrall who was wiping his sweat.

"Well, because of what happened half a year ago, many members of the tribe thought that going along with Zaken would bring even greater disasters, so we moved out and were away from their influence. We old people haven't changed, but the younger generation like Xia Lulu are gradually transforming into a more stable image."

"The shepherd god guides us: the future of the beastmen is to merge with the order, and our appearance similar to that of elves and humans is our destiny."

Thrall said, sighing: "Perhaps in the future, Beastmen will become the third largest race in the Order World besides Elves and Humans."

If there were any dwarves present, they would probably have taken out the Book of Hatred on the spot.

Fortunately, this is the Pina Forest, and dwarves rarely come here.

Alina didn't think much of it. As long as she could fight, it didn't matter whether she had four legs or not, although four legs could run faster than two legs.

Then she stretched out her other hand and tapped the bunny girl Xia Lulu's smooth forehead under Sal's pretending to be relaxed yet nervous gaze. The latter's eyes instantly turned red, and she stopped struggling, covering her forehead with her hands, looking aggrieved.

She also came to her senses and realized her current situation.

Alina, who is secretly admired and yet very feared by the younger generation of the tribe, is probably the big sister who was once the king of junior high school and who still left many legends after being promoted to senior grades.

The female centaur put Xia Lulu on the ground, and the rabbit girl patted her butt, stood up, jumped and hid behind Sal.

Al has been watching the bunny girl's movements with great interest. She really looks like a rabbit. Of course, he had not had time to observe her when he was chasing her before. But now he can pay attention to this guy who wants to kill him, remember her appearance, and take revenge on her in the future.

The rabbit girl first looked in the direction of her companions, and when she found three corpses lying on the ground, her eyes turned red, and this time tears really fell, and her small nose was sniffing.

"Very cute. It would be nice if I could keep her and punch her from time to time and watch her cry."

Al shook his head, clearing away the messy thoughts in his mind.

He still hadn't figured out why his XP had become so strange, especially since the shadow of the hallucinatory woman in the cave who had moved herself several times after waking up was still lingering in his mind.

Al now has two words for everything pornographic.

Not allowed.

"Thank you again for your kindness. These young men's rash and impulsive behavior was due to their fear of Zaken and their fear of you. The kindness and tolerance you have shown puts the virtuous knights of the north in the shade."

Thrall once again offered his free praise, and the female centaur also realized that the shaman of the shepherd god was a veteran and boring, so she waved her hand to signal them to leave, and Thrall hurriedly pulled the rabbit girl out.

"correct."

The woman reminded him casually.

"Do as he says, and if you don't do it, I'll crush your skull next time, old Sal."

The horned beast shaman said nothing, turned around, bent over, and walked away.

"We are the only ones left, so..." The woman carried Al on horseback, slowly swinging in circles until she was far away from Celestine, and then she asked, "What are you going to do with her?"

She raised her head toward the woman.

Chapter 11: Now it's Ma Musume's turn

"Send them back to the city...what else can we do?" Al whispered, "What do you think?"

"Don't you like her?"

Alina asked back, scaring Al so much that his face turned red.

"No, no!"

"I like what?"

Al hastily argued, "She is my...or...my mother, right?"

As Al spoke, his voice became weaker and weaker. Seeing that the woman didn't care, he added:

"In short, I do, I do care about her, but this care comes from... from, from the concern of children for their parents!" Elton paused, and his tone became higher: "It is natural for children to be close to their parents."

How could Al have the nerve to say that he was after her body from the beginning, but in the end, his wife became his biological mother in such a dramatic way... Hmm? Oedipus!

In short, although I don't want to think about it, Al is indeed an "illegitimate child" and "born against one's will", which is worse than his previous identity as a new generation of teenagers who grew up in the socialized care system. He was relieved when he learned from the woman horse that he was not the child of the Beast King. Otherwise, Al would have to bear such a heavy burden on his first day in this world, killing his father and carrying his mother.

"Isn't that love?" The woman horse was a little surprised. "Challenge the leader and inherit everything from him. I thought you would do that, but you don't look like that."

"That's my biological mother..." Al weakly refuted the woman's opinion.

"Yeah, doesn't inheriting everything include a spouse?"

"?!"

Are tribal ethical relationships so exciting?

Go to the world of Hammer Civilization and stay in the tribe until you die!

Al also realized that he lived in a world where great-great-great-great-grandmothers could be with their great-great-great-grandchildren, and great-great-great-grandfathers could be with their great-great-great-granddaughters, and he mentioned by name the famous elf mother and son and father and daughter next door.

But Al would definitely not be able to get over the hurdle in his heart. If they were all tribesmen, it wouldn't matter. It would be a holy marriage and he should adapt to the local customs. But if he wanted to marry this mother who shouted that Sigma almost stabbed Al to death and who could kill a furious-horned beast with a dagger right after giving birth, he was afraid of being abused again.

You can't always have a woman guarding you when you go to bed, right?

"That's it. Send her back to the human world."

As he said this, he suddenly felt sad. With such an identity and in such a world, it was obvious that Al could not be a human being anymore.

"trouble."

The woman immediately twisted her lips. She didn't mind making the trip, but she mainly wanted to see how the boy planned to conquer this woman who was much stronger than him in both status and strength.

He could have killed Zaken, but he was chased by a weak woman and had to flee for his life.

"Forget it, I'll go for a walk."

Then Al was almost thrown off the woman horse's back. She ran like a rolling ball of thunder and fire.

The boy felt as if he was on a broken ship that had been hit by a super earthquake and encountered a whirlpool tsunami storm, and he was the only sailor on board.

Al had to crawl on the ground, not even caring whether Alina would be angry or not. He desperately hugged the woman's waist and wrapped his arms around her toned and strong abdominal muscles.

The woman's horse carried him through the forest, across the plains, and across the hills. The huge hammer was dragged behind her, leaving a long and winding trail on the ground as she ran.

After running for a while, this short period seemed more painful to Al than fighting Zaken for a whole day. Fortunately, he had not eaten anything since he was born, not even milk, otherwise he would have vomited again.

The woman stopped on a small hill and looked at the mountains in the distance. She looked dazed and no one knew what she was thinking.

A giant eagle flew over them, casting a small shadow on the ground. Al looked up and realized it was a huge griffin. It seemed to tilt its head and glance at the man and horse on the ground, then lost interest and flew towards the mountains.

Alina continued to gaze at the mountains, and Al didn't know what to do, so he just observed his surroundings and just enjoyed the scenery.

“I used to come here often.”

Alina suddenly spoke.

"At that time, I didn't have a clear belief. I just knew that I and the people around me should stay away from Zaken and his evil-horned beasts and worship the shrine of the god of all things."

She reminisced about the past.

"I dueled with many people in the tribe because I like the feeling of victory and the process of fighting, and then..." Alina paused, and just when Al thought she would talk about the past, the painting suddenly changed, "What was the name of the chief of our tribe... Forget it, I forgot it anyway. The old guy said he would discipline me and let me marry him. He was too old and not strong enough. I didn't duel with him with a weapon. I took his spear and castrated him, and then killed him."

As Al was listening, he suddenly felt a chill on his back. The woman turned around and rubbed his head, saying half-jokingly, "Just like you did to Zacken."

"After that, they all started to be afraid of me. They pointed fingers when I killed greenskins, trolls, and monsters... a bunch of rubbish. Without me, I don't know how many of them would have died!"

Alina is still brooding over the exclusion she suffered in the Rejoicers Tribe. It seems that she is not just as simply aggressive, cruel and arrogant as Thrall and the others think. If the people of the tribe are willing to get close to her and tolerate her when she gradually becomes rebellious, perhaps she will stay in the Rejoicers Tribe and become a centaur warrior.

"But now I think about it, it's really meaningless to crush the heads and spines of the enemies after defeating them." The horsewoman said in distress, saying something frightening. "It's too slow, and my hooves are uncomfortable. After each fight, I have to go to the river to soak for a while to make my hooves feel better."

"At first I thought it was fun and impressive, but later I realized they got scared every time I did it, so I kept insisting. As a result, they accused me of believing in Khorne!"

The woman gritted her teeth, her charming face showing dissatisfaction, and it was obvious that she was still angry about what had happened in the past.

"I didn't see anyone who believed in Khorne in my tribe, so I thought there must be a lot of Chaos elements in the human world. Later I learned that those guys rarely walked in the mortal world. They would often start killing when they appeared, and then disappear after killing. I couldn't meet them at all. I learned to pray to the Blood God just like the tribe prayed to the Shepherd of All Things. In the end, the Great Mother of Fury, the Blood God, really responded to me!"

You, the blood god, are also divided into male and female?