Chapter 204 03.0203: "Get started!"

"Welcome! All the abandoned people of the empire!" The man with a Mohawk, a half-skull mask, almost naked body, tied with many spiked leather belts, looking like a dark Van, walked onto the stage.

"Today, our great true god, Khorne, commands and guides our powerful 'Meat-Eating Lords' to kill these merciless oppressors.

Give us food generously! Fill our hungry bellies, nourish our flesh and blood! Satisfy our minds and bodies. "

"Praise the Great Khorne! Praise the Flesh-Eating Lord!"

The people from the Lower Nest who came to participate in the 'evil food feast' followed suit and shouted, thanking the two evil names.

Maybe they don't know what Khorne is at all. It may be the name of a religious leader or a great good man.

In short, this man called 'Khorne' instructed the 'Lord of Meat' to give them food, and it was rare meat.

These poor and miserable Underhives are extremely grateful for Khorne's gift in their hearts.

Horatio saw it.

This is the current state of the empire in the 41st millennium, the End Era.

The nobles in Shangchao and the top of the tower indulge in revelry every night and live a life of drunkenness and dreams.

The hungry people in the lower nest were bewitched by the evil god's preachers and were brewing a new round of rebellion and uprising.

"Lucullus to Phalaenopsis, when do you want to start?" Horatio pushed the implant linked to the neural plug and whispered the communication code to Inquisitor Ravenno.

"Wait for my signal. I'll go first."

The Inquisitor's men dispersed their positions, and a man with a fist as big as a sandbag rushed into the crowd, pretending to grab food, making the already chaotic food-grabbing team even more manic and chaotic.

"This is mine!" A thin man with black and yellow teeth snatched the plate from the strong man.

The sturdy man pushed the thin man hard and threw him into the crowd, knocking over several gourmets who were carrying plates.

"My flesh! The flesh given to me by the true God!!"

The big man whose plate was knocked over roared in rage. He picked up the wine bottle and smashed it. He grabbed the slender bottle mouth and stabbed it directly into the thin man's waist.

The thin man yelled, pounced on the big man with veins bulging, and started biting his ears and face.

"Everyone, line up! Damn it, do you want to die? A bunch of bastards!" the cult gunman yelled.

But their gun threats could not deter the strong appetite.

Many people rushed in to grab the fallen pieces of barbecue.

The hungry people scrambled and pushed each other, pinching each other with their bony fingers.

The fight between a few people eventually turned into a chaotic group fight, and the last bit of order was gone.

These hungry people made the large bar converted from a workshop become very lively.

"Phalaenopsis to Lucullus, let's start our plan."

Inquisitor Ravenor burped rudely, exhaled a breath of foul air, and smashed the bottle with unruly abandon.

Horatio and Louise looked at each other and nodded.

The breaking of the bottle was the signal for action.

The agents of the Inquisition began their respective actions.

Yoyo used the knife with a hacking device in her hand to pry open the electronic door of the room where important information might be stored.

After glancing around alertly to make sure there was no one around, he jumped in, wagging his tail.

She couldn't read, but she would take away anything with words on it, leaving not a single page behind.

Gradually, those paper letters filled every corner of her body.

Horatio and Louise, arm in arm, whispering in each other's ears, pretending to be in a state of lust and confusion, walked to the back of the podium, which was behind the target.

They looked like a drunk couple who wanted to vent their sexual desires.

"Hey! Don't do it here... ugh!"

Without waiting for the gunman to finish his warning, Louise swung her hand under her arm, and the handle of the composite knife fell into her hand. She threw the knife out, piercing the gunman's throat. Blood trickled out of the artery, and there was still a hint of impatience and confusion on his face.

At the same time, Horatio had quietly walked behind the two gunmen who had reacted and were about to fire warning shots, and patted them on the shoulders.

The two men turned their heads subconsciously, and the single-molecule blade and the tip of the iron finger stabbed directly from their jaws to their foreheads.

pat-

The guns fell from the hands of the two men, and their lifeless bodies collapsed limply.

The two gunmen naturally fell on Horatio, who hugged the two bodies, looking like three acquaintances holding each other's shoulders, and dragged them into a dark corner.

The two men, who had undergone surgery and special warfare training under the Navy, eliminated the guards behind the stands with terrifying efficiency.

On the front, the impatient gunman finally opened fire at the chaotic crowd.

The random shooting killed several rioters, but failed to scare off the hungry 'zombies'.

Suddenly, a string of extremely thin round darts shot out silently, and the crystal flakes, beautiful as works of art, pierced the gunman's throat.

The woman carrying the Eldar Star Dart Gun also drew her weapon and began firing at the cultist gunmen who came to maintain order, instantly setting off a storm of blades at the scene.

The high-energy pulse in the gun cuts the ammunition core in the barrel into circular blades with a thickness of single molecule at an extremely fast rate, and then ejects it through the magnetic accelerator.

The firing rate of this Eldar weapon far exceeds that of the human Empire's individual weapons. It can quietly fire 1500 sharp monomolecular darts in one minute, completely tearing the enemy into pieces.

"Enemy!! Someone has sneaked in!! Warriors! Assemble!" After being attacked, the cultists only saw their own people falling to the ground, but could not see the attackers hiding in the chaos.

Faced with the exchange of fire, the target became alert and shouted loudly, calling for support.

But behind the podium came the sound of gunfire. Louise and Horatio used the assassin's weapon to ambush the cultist gunmen who came to help in the dark heights.

When the target looked behind him in horror, he saw a group of corpses lying on the ground, bleeding profusely.

Seeing that the situation was not good, he decisively chose to move immediately. Just as he was running down the stands with four guards.

"Where do you want to go?"

A pair of blue eyes emitting cold light flashed, and Horatio, who was hiding in the darkness, rushed out.

The second-in-command of the Howling Tooth Gang, who was also a warrior, reacted quickly with the blessing of the evil god's power, roared, and rushed forward.

The two men fought at an extremely fast speed, their fists were as fast as the wind, their feet were as fast as rain, and they blocked each other's moves back and forth, and it seemed that they were evenly matched.

But Horatio had no time for him.

He played a shady game without any moral principles.

After a block, he slightly turned sideways to block the iron hand, and the officer's explosive pistol took shape on the iron hand. With a sudden bang, the explosive bullet shattered the man's foot.

"Ah!!" The strong man couldn't help but bend over and screamed.

Horatio picked up the polymer special combat knife and stabbed the man's hand, which was instinctively raised to protect his body.

The blade pierced his palm, and he used the remaining strength to nail it to the wall covered with blasphemous symbols.

"Scum who plays witchcraft tricks!"

The Mohawk's eyes were wide open, as if he realized something, and as a result, he exploded with rage far greater than the stabbing of his palm.

The followers of Khorne hate superpowers. In their eyes, they are tricks that only cunning children can play.

With his other hand he quickly pulled out a pistol from his body, intending to make a hole in Horatio's abdomen as he got too close.

But just when it was halfway raised, Louise, who was quick-eyed and quick-handed, kicked the gun away with a graceful high kick, nailing it to the ceiling.

Bang bang bang!
Horatio quickly flashed in front of the burly man with a gun in hand and aimed at his guards.

The iron hand's index finger tightly gripped the trigger, and the four fingers of his left hand slapped the hammer at an extraordinary speed.

The speed was so fast that it seemed as if four accurate bombs were fired within one gunshot.

Four guard gunners, their bodies blasted with large holes by standard naval explosive shells, fell to the ground with horrifying looks of death.

Horatio stared fiercely into the guy's eyes, and he was still trying to resist, using his still-moving hand to pinch Horatio's throat.

But this ridiculous resistance was only met with ruthless suppression. Horatio snatched the knife from Louise's hand and nailed his other hand to the wall.

Boom!
Suddenly, the cooks wearing huge triangular iron helmets covered with blasphemous symbols threw plates full of roasted human flesh at the two men.

Louise raised her arms to block the flying pieces of meat and dodged the huge iron plate flying towards her head.

"Be careful!" Horatio shouted. When Louise instinctively dodged, several chefs had already picked up the large, bloodstained meat knives and rushed towards them.

boom!
The explosive shell shattered one of them.

click!
The only remaining explosive shell in the six-round revolver magazine was also fired.

The chrome-plated pistol hammer made a crisp metallic sound.

Horatio pulled a dagger from the wall and prepared to engage in battle, but this small and light special combat dagger seemed somewhat insufficient in the face of the large meat cleaver.

Suddenly, a blue psychic energy field covered the entire passage, and the temperature dropped suddenly, becoming so cold that it made people shiver.

The attacking enemy covered his head in pain, and the iron triangle let out meaningless dull roars, with veins bulging on his exposed skin.

Like puppets with unlubricated joints, they slowly knelt down toward Horatio and Louise.

Then he raised the knife in his hand tremblingly, and watched with horror as his uncontrollable hand pointed the tip of the knife at his throat.

The 'head chef' with the evil pattern of Khorne tattooed on his head was gritting his teeth, his face grim, as if he was wrestling with an invisible enemy, blood foam flying with his breathing, but when the tip of the knife still unstoppably pierced his throat slowly, a look of horror finally appeared on his face.

"Alas!!!"

puff!

In front of Horatio's indifferent face, these strong men stabbed their knives into his throat and then tore it apart horizontally. The triangular head instantly hung in front of his chest, and the remaining flesh was torn apart by the weight. The scene was extremely bloody.

There were still two men trying to resist this terrible and strange feeling of control.

But the man who was walking slowly with his hand outstretched had already appeared at the end of the corridor.

Inquisitor Ravenno seemed to feel bored and disgusted. He turned his outstretched hand and clenched it into a fist.

In an instant, a terrible explosion was heard.

puff!

Two fat and big-eared human heads with iron triangle helmets exploded instantly, and the headless corpses fell to the ground, spurting blood like a fountain.

Louise looked a little surprised, but Horatio seemed calm, as if he had expected it to be him.

"It seems that we have a very good understanding of each other." Inquisitor Ravenno walked towards Horatio with a smile.

"This is the guy, the second in command of the Howling Teeth Gang."

Horatio looked at the muscular man with a mohawk, put his hand on the hilt of the knife nailed to his palm, and pulled it down.

"Ah!!!" The pig-killing-like screams instantly spread throughout the entire underground bar.

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