Chapter 173 Storm of Destruction: I Still Have Teeth!

The roaring chainsaw sword slashed up and cut into pieces the body of the demon in front of him. Vito held the chainsaw sword in one arm and chopped the bloodletter in front of him. The monster was cut off diagonally from the shoulder and fell to the ground with blood splattering.

Vito turned around and raised the muzzle of the gun to smash the head of the next demon with one shot, then quickly turned the muzzle to fire in another direction, and the swift and fierce explosive shells exquisitely killed the mortal cultists who rushed up one by one.

The explosive shells were ejected from the gun body with each back and forth collision of the bolt, and the hot shells fell at Vito's feet. He turned back and waved the chainsaw to look at a Khorne demon who was rushing towards him.

But a purple smoke floated in front of the demon, not only him, but the smoke quickly swept all the demons around. Along with the trajectory of the smoke, the demons collapsed to the ground one after another, and the broken bodies were knocked down like a collapsed dammed lake.

Lilith suddenly appeared behind Vito with the smoke, her claws were full of sticky blood, some of which were from Khorne demons, some were from Tzeentch demons, and it seemed that she had not done the troublesome work of identifying the enemy.

"What trouble have you got us into?" Vito asked. With a shot, the bullet killed a naked Khorne warrior covered with scars, and his head burst like a smashed watermelon.

"A fun game, a great game." Lilith's pleasant voice said behind him, "Next time we should really bring Helena, she will have a lot of fun."

Lilith disappeared suddenly after saying that, and appeared in the melee demons in the distance in the blink of an eye.

Lilith was killing there, her body turned into a cloud of smoke, and she killed Khorne demons and Tzeentch demons one by one with the cold light of her claws, and the scarlet blood and powder blue blood sprayed on the ground everywhere, like an abstract painting.

Vito heard Lilith's laughter coming from a distance. She seemed to be having a lot of fun, but Vito was not so happy. He looked in the direction of Ragnar, who was fighting a tough battle with the Khorne Champion.

"Damn it, I knew these two were not easy to deal with!" Vito cursed and blocked the sword that was swinging at him. He swung his sword back and chopped the demon in front of him.

"Blood for the Blood God!" The Khorne Champion roared and swung his battle axe to hit Ragnar's chainsaw. Although the chainsaw axe did not break, Ragnar was hit hard and knelt down.

He raised his eyes and looked at the face of the demon from the roaring sparks. The monster roared, "Stand up, warrior! Stand up!"

Ragnar roared and slowly stood up. He pushed the chainsaw axe hard to force the champion back a few steps. The Khorne Champion took the initiative to step back a few steps, and he walked around Ragnar.

As if giving Ragnar a break, the Khorne Champion kept his eyes on Ragnar, and with a casual swing, he killed a pink Tzeentch demon that rushed up to make trouble.

Ragnar looked at the Khorne Champion. There was a chaotic battlefield around them. Countless Tzeentch guards were flying in the air. They shot magic beams to the ground, and they were also counterattacked by the blood sacrifice of Khorne and were constantly shot down.

On the ground, the frenzy of scarlet, blue and pink was colliding fiercely. This secret place that was originally full of fantasy was full of death and blood.

Ragnar spat out a mouthful of blood and clenched the chainsaw sword, "Come on, you sunburned Ogryn ape! Come on!"

The Khorne Champion laughed and rushed up. He rushed forward with heavy steps, and the bloody battle axe swung up and collided with Ragnar's chain saw axe.

The two warriors fought again, the chainsaw and the battle axe collided violently, and the strong arms used all their strength to hit every blow.

Ragnar quickly moved his body to dodge and counterattack. His already scarred power armor arm swung up, and with a deafening wolf howl, he chopped the Khorne champion's chest. The roaring chain saw pierced the champion's red armor, and blood gushed out from the crack.

The champion took a big step back, and he tore off the entire piece of armor on his chest. The Khorne champion roared angrily with his upper body naked.

Ragnar also opened his mouth and burst out an angry wolf howl. He had fangs and sharp teeth, and hair began to grow on his face. The fierce battle was about to make his gene seed defect reach a critical point.

But it was precisely because of this that Ragnar would no longer feel tired, fear, and any hesitation. He was now full of anger, and all he had was the passion for fighting and the desire to kill for Russ and the All-Father!

Ragnar took the initiative to rush up, roaring at the Khorne champion, and the champion also roared and swung the bloody battle axe to chop up.

The Space Wolves warrior rushed towards the axe, dodged sideways at a very close distance before the axe blade hit him, and the axe fell in front of him. The sharp axe blade even cut off the flying braids beside his ears.

After Ragnar successfully dodged, he turned around and stepped forward. After returning to his correct posture, he jumped up. He jumped towards the head of the Khorne Champion, raised his arms high and chopped the flaming chainsaw axe at the champion's forehead.

Blood gushed out, but it was not the champion who was killed! He caught Ragnar's slash with his own hand. The chainsaw looked down from the index finger and ring finger, directly splitting half of the champion's palm.

Blood spurted out from the terrifying crack, muscles were cut off, bones were shattered, and the Khorne Champion howled and controlled the chainsaw axe at the cost of his palm!

The champion swung the bloody axe with one arm and chopped Ragnar. Ragnar was knocked out during the jump and landing, and hit a wall heavily.

He hit a huge dent in the wall and fell to the ground. Ragnar's breastplate was chopped into pieces, and a terrifying scarlet wound appeared on his chest. The blood merged with the scarlet armor color itself. At the same time, it was not even possible to tell which was the blood in the wound.

"Stand up!" the Khorne champion said, stepping forward. He pulled out the chain ax embedded in his palm, and the pain made him growl.

He threw the chain ax in front of Ragnar, "Pick up your weapon! Keep fighting! Fight!" the champion shouted, holding the battle ax and standing there waiting for Ragnar.

Ragnar stood up with his arms supported. He grabbed the chain ax and stood up with difficulty. The Khorne champion roared and rushed forward and slashed with the axe. Ragnar also faced him, but was seriously injured. The wild wolf has been unable to resist.

The chain ax was thrown away, and Ragnar was grabbed by the Khorne champion and pushed against the wall. Ragnar's head hit the wall. The concussion made his vision blurred, and his ears were all filled with blood. It was tinnitus, and he looked vaguely at the Khorne champion in front of him.

The champion raised his battle ax and looked at Ragnar with his bloodshot eyes, "Blood God! This is the glory I dedicate to you!"

"Take the head of this warrior! He deserves your favor!" the champion roared, and Ragnar watched his limbs drooping feebly.

"Ragna, accept my blessing, I will give you strength, heal your wounds, and let you win!" Khorne's voice said in Ragnar's mind.

"You are a warrior, Ragnar, the son of the Wolf King. Like your brothers, you have been baptized in blood. From now on, you will always be bathed in glory and become the most powerful warrior forever!"

Ragnar gasped, blood dripping down his armor. He lowered his head weakly and his eyes were already dim. The voice of Khorne still echoed in his mind, and a red halo began to appear in front of his eyes.

"No" Ragnar whispered.

"Your weapons have left, your body has collapsed, and your spirit is disappearing. Ragna, only I can help you! Embrace the glory, embrace the blood!"

Khorne continued to speak passionately, and the rich voice of the Blood God echoed in his mind like a golden sword, but Ragnar tried hard to maintain his last will.

"I will never betray." He whispered, a burst of wild power burning in his body, and the howls of wolves echoed in his ears, like a call from his blood.

"What else do you have? What else do you have, son of the Wolf King?" Khorne asked.

"I still have this wolf."

"teeth!"

Ragnar's head snapped up and he bit down on the Khorne champion's throat.