Warhammer: I don't want to be a stinky can! ! !

Chapter 278 270. Help him face
[Everything falls apart, the center disintegrates. 】

[——Quoting from "The Second Coming of Christ" by Guilliman]

On that day, Guilliman witnessed a civilization come crashing down, collapsing to reveal its rotting core.

And before he had eyes to see, his brother had raised the scythe.

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"It's an exciting and gratifying time, and I'm glad the day finally came, even if there were some misunderstandings along the way."

The two giants walked under the sun, and the white stone shone under their feet, neat and clean, like new snow.

Two small dots moved in the corridor of the huge front square.

The guards of the Ultramarines and the Death Guard were neatly displayed on both sides of the square. They just stood silently in the wind, letting the double-headed eagle flags in their hands make the sound of hunting.

But compared to the Ultramarines with their heads held high and shiny armor, the Death Guard exudes a more chilling atmosphere. They seem to be staring at all this melancholy, ready to send an elegy for this civilization.

Just like their primarchs still dressed like mourners.

Mortarion followed Guilliman slowly, he casually catering to his know-nothing brother, and the Primarch looked around the square, well, the Death Guard could have seized control of the place in the first instance.

Hades wasn't there, he went where he was supposed to be.

For nine days, under the pretext of the safety of the peace negotiation ceremony, the Death Guard deployed teams at various nodes in the main city, and the tanks were parked in the streets and alleys. Naturally, the frightened civilians complained.

Those are no commoners, Mortarion sneered.

But in order to smooth things over and prevent the enemy from exploiting the distance between them, the Lord of Death reluctantly went to the Glory of Macragge himself to present Guilliman with the need for a vigilante squad.

Through a half-mad wizard that Hades had previously screened out, Mortarion insisted on the fact that there are still wizards here.

The legion must be vigilant, otherwise, during the peace negotiation ceremony, those lunatic wizards will rush out and blow themselves up.

During the conversation with Guilliman, the Lord of Death erupted with rare eloquence. He cleverly used the Death Guard's participation in the peace ceremony as a bargaining chip, and arranged the scene as he liked it.

But on the opposite side of Mortarion's thinking, Guilliman misunderstood Mortarion's behavior. He believed that he had achieved a staged victory in unraveling the Lord of Death, which at least made his brother less so. extreme.

Although the sudden deployment of security forces will indeed make the naturalization of this civilization more difficult, Guilliman knows that these ups and downs are acceptable now that the ruler has completely bowed his head, and the price is that the death guards are slightly Softened attitude.

So the two talked with each other, and negotiated the matter abruptly to the satisfaction of both parties.

And now, it was time to reap the victory, Guilliman thought smugly, the peaceful surrender of a civilization is a happy thing.

The Primarch looked up, and the Queen was standing in the center of the square, wearing a long lake-blue dress, with silver patterns emitting shimmering light on it.

The queen holds the code of law, a symbol of governance, surrounded by Absidul's ceremonial guards.

The process of the ceremony is very simple, symbolizing the Primarch of the Outsiders walking over, the Queen first delivered her speech, the history of Abster, and their allegiance, and then Guilliman took over the code, and then gave a speech on behalf of the Empire.

Guilliman had politely asked Mortarion if he needed a speech, and he had received a resolute refusal.

Since Mortarion himself didn't want to, Guilliman no longer made things difficult for Mortarion, although he was the only one who gave a speech, and there were political suspicions here.

Historians and narrators are already in place, ready to record this glorious and glorious moment for the empire.

Mortarion was very dissatisfied with Guilliman's plan to arrange a historian. The Lord of Death approached Guilliman many times and asked him to remove this group of "useless and only dragging people".

Guilliman patiently stated the political necessity of propaganda to Mortarion, although he doubted that Mortarion hadn't listened to a word, and after Guilliman expressed that he would never give in, the Lord of Death Staring at him, slowly spit out a few words,
"Well, the Death Guard will not be responsible for them then."

Guilliman couldn't laugh or cry, these were the historians who followed the Ultramarines, so the Death Guard naturally didn't have to be responsible for them.

The flag of the double-headed eagle was still fluttering in the wind, and soon, they would reach the center of the square, and the first part of the ceremony was about to begin.

Guilliman saw the crooked queen smiling gratifyingly at them, and he silently expressed his respect to the lady in his heart. Even when facing them, the lady still maintained her noble self-esteem.

And she also wisely chose the most correct path for her subjects. Sometimes, the biggest resistance to peace talks is not the local people, but the rulers, because they cannot bear the humiliation of suddenly condescending.

And the queen's first surrender shows the preciousness of this lady's spirit even more.

Guilliman lamented that the flash of humanity will not be annihilated there.

Beside the Lord of Macragge, Mortarion stared at the witch in silence.

The witch showed him a tricky smile. She was laughing at the weakness of the Death Guard. She knew that this civilization was a glass of poisoned wine, but she had to hold her nose to accept them because she was concerned about the Ultramarines, and then watched the glass of poisoned wine mixed into it. The rivers of the empire.

Even in the face of people's provocations against the Death Guard guards, the Death Guards did not fire a single shot, responding to the abuse with a silent attitude.

No, you are wrong.Mortarion thought silently.

The Death Guard will not accept the witch's surrender, he will strip you of your disguise.

He vowed to set the place on fire with the flames of war.

With the sound of the horn and the sound of the wind, the queen dragged her long lake blue dress and slowly stepped forward, opening her speech with tears in her eyes.

"My subjects—"

Mortarion sneered under his respirator.

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Hades walked silently through the streets and alleys of the slums, followed by machine soldiers and soulless men in mortal armor.

Ruowuwu's eyes flowed out from the dark gap, greedily licking Hades and the others.

Hades silently increased the concentration of the black area to another level, in exchange for the screaming and cursing of the witch tied at the end of the team.

But soon the psyker's voice became quieter.

Hades ignored her and continued on steadily.

Soon, their sight suddenly opened up, and an open space appeared in front of them. In the narrow and crowded slum area, there was an altar hidden far away from the royal palace.

But obviously, this altar is the correct one, it has not been shifted, it has not been destroyed, broken glass has replaced precious stones, rags have replaced silk, and dried blood has been smeared on this altar, writing that Hades cannot understand profane text.

Hades raised his head and checked this place again. He didn't dare to use the black area to cover the investigation, otherwise this place would lose its proper meaning.

Originally, Hades hoped to make these wizards show their prototypes on the altar of the palace, but Mortarion stopped him,
[That's not a real altar. 】

The Lord of Death silently wrote and drew on the map, murmuring words. In the end, Mortarion circled the lowland slums that were symmetrical to the highland palace, and vowed to tell Hades that it was here.

Mortarion was psychically gifted, Hades knew.

But... Seeing Mortarion's confident look, Hades silently swallowed the question about [Numerology] back into his mouth.

Let's talk later, but Hades has repeatedly advised Mortarion not to take the initiative to contact the subspace.

And in the following steps, they did find this altar that was erased from the map by spiritual energy.

Hades put away his black field completely, and he waved back, motioning for the soulless to bring the wizard up.

She was captured by Hades in the Slums, and by the way, played a small role in Mortarion's efforts to persuade Guilliman.

In the investigation of the Ultramarines, Abs only has the management, and the royal family is the psyker.

No, they were wrong.

Everyone here is a psychic, men, women and children, and everyone's soul is shining with an ominous light. This place has long been completely degraded, but for some reason, they pretended to be a human civilization.

But under the black field, no one can hide the truth.

The good news is that believing in the same [God] makes their soul fires closer. You only need to detonate one place, and the rest will perish.

The corruption in the slums was worse and more daring, and Hades stared silently at the half-crazed woman with the queen's face, but one eye was blind.

The other eye had long since lost the ruthlessness and vigor she had when she was imprisoned on the boat. She screamed in horror, trying to struggle to escape,

"Not here! No--not here!"

Hades silently opened something like a black thermos, but there was no warm water in it, and the off-white powder lay quietly inside.

He opened his comm channel and issued an order.

In the distance, where Hades couldn't see, the security team deployed by the Death Guard started to move. The soulless people dexterously climbed into the tank, opened the black stone jar inside, and quickly retreated to a certain range.

The powdered psykers are impressively among them.

The sky above Absidu twisted slightly, but it didn't matter, the airdrop pods and torpedoes of the Death Guards were all ready.

Mortarion looked playfully at the queen who was still speaking, and her speech full of big words froze for a moment. She was a psyker, of course she realized.

He finally felt that this face full of lies became a little less annoying to him.

Mortarion clenched his scythe, and stood forward by the way, standing between Guilliman and the queen. Guilliman gave him an uneasy and dissatisfied look, as if asking Mortarion Ann is going to do something strange again.

Under the hood, under the mask, Mortarion smiled at Guilliman, and soon, soon, Guilliman would know everything, and he would shut his bureaucratic mouth.

Hades dragged the wizard into the center of the altar, and silently began to sprinkle the psyker's ashes on her body.

These wizards may not have imagined that one day they could also become a container to carry their [God Power]
Affected by the sudden increase in subspace concentration, the mutation had already begun, and dirty blue feathers emerged from under her skin, stained with scarlet blood.

She began to beg for mercy loudly, calling her master, and tore the feathers off her body with her bound hands, but the feathers were still growing uncontrollably, they were everywhere, and even squeezed out of her eye sockets.

Hades remained silent, continuing to scatter the ashes, like a villager stacking firewood for a wizard in the Middle Ages.

In the end, as if realizing that her life was approaching, the witch finally gave up calling her Lord in a language that Hades couldn't understand, and instead attacked Hades with a hissing voice in low Gothic,

"What did we do wrong?! You came to invade us!!! Tear our flesh and blood! Destroy our faith! And we didn't do anything, just live in the way of our ancestors!!!"

She cursed Hades loudly,
"Aggressor who claims to be righteous! Garbage! Scumbag! Tyrant!"

However, the only response to her was silence, and she suddenly realized that since she met Hades and was arrested by Hades, Hades had never said a word to her.

She laughed hoarsely,

"You despise us! Don't even want to, dare not talk to me?! Cowards!"

She was answered by the backing figure of Hades and the hiss of the grenade in his hand.

The blinding white light exploded in an instant——

Suddenly, she heard,

"Find a better universe in your next life."

"Hissahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Guilliman turned his head abruptly, and in the southern sky, a huge blue phantom flashed out of thin air, cursing sharply,

Guilliman's pupils constricted,
"Varied--"

The next moment, as if realizing something, Guilliman suddenly raised his hand to try to block, but Mortarion was one step ahead of him——

Mortarion jerked Guilliman back, and there was a loud clang. Guilliman turned his head again, and the scythe stopped less than an inch from the tip of his nose, full of sharp blue feathers.

On the opposite side of the giant scythe, there was a wriggling figure. The blue skirt seemed to blend into her skin, and the sharp feathers were faintly visible underneath.

That's the queen, is that the queen? !

Guilliman gasped, and immediately drew the Akagi Dagger, and at the same time began to command the Ultramarines.

And when the Primarch focused on the other fighters, he found that the Death Guards had started to act a second before the accident happened. They raised their flamethrowers, changed their formation, and sent the Ultramarines They push from the outside back to the inside.

There was chaos on the field, those Absdu people were screaming and growing feathers, and blood was spilled all over the ground.

Horrified by the hellish scene, the historians screamed and tried to squeeze their way into the ranks of the Ultramarines.

There was a roar in the sky, and the Stormbird of the Death Guard had already begun to hover at low altitude, and a warning sounded on the general channel, [Sudden attack, the enemy has betrayed the empire. 】

All of this happened in less than ten seconds.

Guilliman was completely confused. He didn't understand that in the countless deduction, there was no backup plan for this kind of behavior. The other party's actions did not serve any kind of interest.

But even so, Guilliman made the most correct decision after just one second of observation,
[My sons!Get ready!Cooperate with the Death Guard! 】

Compared with the Ultramarines who still don't know most of the information, the Death Guards are obviously more likely to win,

Mortarion's voice sounded,
"Glad you can say that, my brother."

Mortarion raised his gun, and the light of the energy store lit up, and he shot the queen again, knocking off the queen's crown directly.

"And I'm glad you're finally showing what you should be, Lady Circe."

Intense psychic energy fluctuations enveloped the queen, which made Mortarion afraid to get close easily.

"How dare you?! How dare you?! Ridiculous monsters! You really think you can defeat us after awakening Abster!"

The queen screamed like blood,

"You are nothing but scum, rough primitives!"

As if responding to the queen's screams, the blue figure in the sky also burst into sharp screams, and the huge sound waves could almost be seen by the naked eye.

Mortarion raised an eyebrow, but continued to shoot.

Guilliman swallowed, the current situation is indeed dominated by the Imperial Army, but—that phantom in the sky? !Why does Mortarion seem to ignore it!
Even Guilliman saw that it was the monster that decided the battlefield!

"It is you who are ignorant and arrogant, relying on the power of the subspace, but mistakenly regard it as your own strength."

"When you kneel to the Warp, we will be the victors."

The Lord of Death spoke his words softly, and he watched the queen struggle in anger, her previously thin body already larger than the two Primarchs.

[Inside the tank, there was a burst of red light from the black stone tank, the lid was automatically closed, and huge black stone powder began to pour out, accompanied by a girl's roar. 】

Hearing Mortarion's provocation, the queen let out a shrill scream, the blue monster in the sky let out a shriek scream, the wailing of the Absidurs, and the screams of the historians—

"how dare you--"

The black and nameless giant rose from the sky, and the violent green lightning was entwined in the dark clouds, and death came in an instant.

【Pluto】Looking at this corrupted land, the previous blue giant shadow is just a moment in a dream.

The soul is trembling.

Everyone looked into the distance in disbelief, and some people had already fallen trembling——

Except for Mortarion and his Death Guard, Mortarion smiled and stepped forward, scythe in hand.

Now, everyone shuts up, no screaming, nothing.

The Lord of Death was pleased with this.

As a result, the green flame burned quietly.

　Haha, I passed out, and I missed yesterday... just treat it as yesterday's amount, and I still have it today.

　　Some people react slowly, so speed up, some foreshadowing may be more sloppy
　　
　
(End of this chapter)