Chapter 39 - 93

  Chapter 93: Space Wolves: There are no wolves on Fenris (VI)

  [You lie on a cold stone table.]

  [You have been carefully examined by three rune priests.]

  [You gradually regain your strength.]

  [You took off the bearskin suit and put on a soft gray robe.]

  [You stare down at the claw-like markings on the chest of your robe, and a Space Wolves mark.]

  [Your eyes turn to Wolf Priest Ulric once again.]

  [You learned it from the other party. ]

  [Your body and soul have been given permission to undergo the final test.]

  [Your will is worthy of the glory of the Space Wolves, and even far exceeds...]

  [At the same time, Wolf Priest Urik also apologized to you. ]

  [Due to his momentary negligence, your arrival unexpectedly aroused the curiosity of a young cub in the Space Wolves.]

  [Even if you successfully survived the dangerous trial of Mokai Gate. ]

  [But the other party's reckless behavior of putting you in danger without authorization is not worthy of forgiveness. ]

  [The Astartes Brother named Lucas will be stripped of all his past honors and sent back to the Blood Claws to undergo training.]

  [Your sight fell on Lucas, who had a pair of dim yellow eyes.]

  [You hesitated for a moment, without uttering any words.]

  [You don't resent him, and you're grateful for Lucas's unauthorized actions.]

  [Otherwise, it would not be as easy for a foreigner to join the Space Wolves as it is now. ]

  [In the sixth week, you tasted freshly baked bread and slightly astringent beer for the first time.]

  [You chewed the soft bread greedily and drank the cold beer. ]

  [You temporarily forget about the meat that exudes heat and aroma. ]

  [You have been through a period of rest. ]

  [Your physical and mental strength have once again returned to peak condition. ]

  [You are brought to a hall of flickering light by the wolf priest Ulric.]

  [Just below a tall statue of the Space Wolves' Primarch, Wolf King Leman Russ, a rising flame is burning in an altar carved with a wolf's head.]

  [Several iron priests wearing metal masks are surrounding you.]

  [A heavy metal armband is placed on your arm, engraved with a wolf head rune staring forward.]

  [You have not yet figured out the meaning of this rune.]

  [The wolf priest Urik, with a solemn expression, picked up an ancient metal chalice from the center of the burning altar and walked slowly towards you.]

  ["This is the holy relic of the Space Wolves, the Cup of Urfen that was once touched by Russ himself…" Ulric's solemn voice echoed in the hall. ]

  ["Mortal boy, if you want to truly become a Space Wolf, you must drink the mead in the cup and obtain the mark of Russ…"]

  [Wolf Priest Urik walks in front of you, his head with the wolf skull lowered slightly, looking down at you.]

  [You stare at the Urfen Cup in front of you, which carries the original and most deadly component of the gene seed, the Wolf Spiral, and take a deep breath.]

  [You are ready for everything.]

  [While listening to Ulric telling the story of the Holy Grail's past, you carefully took the Ulfen Cup.]

  [You picked up the Holy Grail without hesitation and drank from it happily.]

  [You feel a cold liquid called honey wine, but actually as light as water, continuously flowing into your body.]

  [You didn't stop drinking until the Wolf Priest Ulric gently took back the cup from your hands.]

  [You looked at Urik with a puzzled look.]

  [You don't feel any changes in your body.]

  [You were about to ask.]

  [Instantly, a violent change from within your body made you bend your back and let out a heart-wrenching howl.]

  [Every inch of your body is undergoing drastic changes.]

  [Your pores are burning, and your gums are bleeding bright red.]

  [Your eyes are like red-hot iron rods inserted into them, tears are constantly flowing out.]

  [The scene in front of you is sometimes blurry and sometimes clear. ]

  [The bones in your hands gradually grow larger, the skin becomes smoother and tighter, and even your nails become thicker and sharper.]

  [In fact, your hands are not the only part of your body that has changed.]

  [However, just as you were in a state of confusion and desperately resisting the surging bloodthirsty desire, trying to stay awake. ]

  [Several Iron Priests gathered around and stepped forward again.]

  [They inserted metal probes into your body and conducted continuous examinations.]

  [Then, several Iron Priests nodded heavily to Wolf Priest Urik.]

  [The powerful and deep voice from Wolf Priest Ulrik suddenly cuts through your hazy consciousness and penetrates deep into your mind.]

  ["Little boy, for Russ, I hope you can hold on... You will be thrown into a cold wasteland thousands of kilometers away. Only when you find a way back to Wolf Fang Castle can you truly complete the trial... Otherwise, you will forever become a werewolf without any reason!"]

  [You are put into a metal coffin while your consciousness is blurred. ]

  [A delicate human-shaped image appears above the coffin, which is a detailed image marking the location of the changes in your body.]

  [You close your eyes tightly, trying to keep your broken thoughts from gluing together.]

  [Part of your spiritual will seems to have turned into a tyrannical beast, roaring angrily, wanting to devour everything in front of it.]

  [You lose your sense of time and space.]

  [When you gradually wake up. ]

  [You find yourself in a snow-covered wilderness, with the biting cold wind mixed with snowflakes constantly hitting your robe.]

  [Against the gloomy sky, a Thunderhawk transport plane with its engine roaring is slowly flying away.]

  [You keep shaking your dizzy head, trying to regain your spirit.]

  [You continue to endure the hunger coming from your body, and barely identify the direction of Wolf Fang Fort.]

  [Your eyes suddenly catch sight of a herd of Fenris elk a few kilometers away.]

  [You hear the subtle sound of snowflakes rubbing against each other and the heavy sound of horseshoes hitting each other.]

  [Your nose picks up the stench of Fenris elk fur and... the fragrance of flesh.]

  [You seem to be unable to suppress your endless desire for flesh and blood. ]

  [You raised your neck, which was gradually covered with thick hair, and subconsciously let out a shrill wolf howl.]

  [However, at this moment, a human hand with thick joints and sharp fingertips grabbed the back of your neck.]

  [With continuous punches, the opponent unexpectedly interrupted your gradual transformation into a werewolf! ]

  [Accompanied by sudden gusts of strong winds and snow, a huge figure nearly four meters tall stood on the snow. ]

  [Just behind him, there seemed to be a subspace rift slowly disappearing. ]

  [A huge figure is holding you who is in coma and muttering to himself, his deep voice is like the roar of a volcano. ]

  ["Young brother… your luck is a bit bad today."]

   Thank you for your support!

    Thanks to the sow from the backyard for the 500-point tip!

    Guess who he is?

  (End of this chapter)