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

Chapter 688 136. First arrived in Comoros, let’s bomb it directly
Charge! Charge! Charge!!!

The engine roared, and the Stormbird drew a graceful arc in the webway. The explosion smoke exploded beside it, and the fragments of the enemy ship brushed past the fuselage and were left far behind.

At the end of the web, that little bit of light is brighter.

Alarm, alarm, alarm! Raise! Raise! Raise! The pilot pulled up sharply, the nose of the plane rose sharply, and rushed into the sky. The auspicious instrument was screaming -

call!
The wind was howling.

The bright and brilliant light was like a veil, sprinkling on the outstretched wings of the storm bird. Their vision suddenly became clear, and a whole world unfolded before their eyes.

This is an infinitely extending world.

The giant ship was anchored in the sky where the sun was always shining. The bright purple and yellow stars were blinking at the intruders. The tall towers were spiraling towards the sky, their spires gleaming with metallic luster. Underfoot were black and gray ruins. Naked bodies were entangled in the ground, and the liquid beneath them reflected the giant eyes of the sky.

The alien's giant guard machines are still operating normally. They slowly turn their guns, excess energy gathering at the tip, aiming at the first intruder.

However, the high-flying bird had no time to care about the sniper on the ground.

Everyone in the Storm Bird was dumbfounded. Their eyes were filled with that spot of deep purple, which was just at the end of the distant and vast horizon, occupying only a tiny bit of their entire vision.

The rotten purple blood squeezed out of their eyes, and the thick liquid slowly flowed out, and a hoarse sound came out of their throats.

His hands changed strangely, and only the black spot on his chest was guarding their souls. His body twitched and collapsed on the operating table. The communicator used up all his strength to grab the walkie-talkie.

"27661, arrived at Comoros... Alpha Plus Psychic Power... Don't move forward! Don't move forward..."

Buzz - boom! ! !

The right side of the wing was attacked, and a fiery explosion broke out. The metal shell covering the fuselage was peeled off by the impact and scattered freely to the left. The Storm Bird bumped and plunged into the ground.

The alarm was flashing rapidly. The cabin had already been quiet. People were lying in a twisted state, with only contaminated blood dripping out.

The black stone necklaces on their chests were silent, guarding the last line of defense for their souls.

……

【Stop moving forward! 】

Mortarion said, he took a tired breath, then gripped the scythe in his hand more firmly, his rag-like cloak spread out, and the mist instantly confused everyone and looked towards the road ahead.

[Arriving at Comoros, let Pluto go first - no one is allowed to go on. 】

The huge army that was advancing along the network that was winding like blood vessels began to slowly stop.
In the main road, the Grim Reaper stood at the front, with a group of Titans beside him waiting quietly. The Auspicious Specter was spinning wildly, and the fog from the Lord of Dark Clouds blocked their way forward.

In the capillaries, people who were in the middle of a fierce battle stopped with doubt but determination. The fanatics of the Cult of the Underworld with their eyes sewn shut stepped forward and together with the Mechanicus blocked the way ahead, using the ethereal black stone dust to isolate themselves from pollution.

"what happened?"

Mead asked, he was now covered in blood, they had just killed a lot of people in a node city.

"Hush, be quiet, and wait."

Reina whispered that Mid had never seen the Hades Priests so quiet, and the engines of their hoverbikes were idling, looking restless.

The light was right over there, in front of the elves' corpses all over the ground.

As if some kind of switch was turned on, the webway began to tremble slightly, and all the members of the Underworld Cult lowered their heads and closed their eyes at the same time, muttering to themselves.

"He's coming."

Lena said,
"Don't look."

In Comoros, a strong wind suddenly arose. The lion stood up and raised his head, his hand on the sword at his waist, looking from the top of the tower.

【finally……】

The unfinished words were swallowed in his mouth, and the lion's pupils shrank sharply, reflecting the purest darkness.

"Slaanesh!!!!"

The rage of the dark beast covered the sky and the sun. Some indescribable darkness was roaring and struggling to pull itself into Comoros from the webway.

"Slaanesh!!!!"

The webway trembled violently, and the underworld water rushed out from it.

The unmanned giant fleet followed His footsteps and sailed out of the channel, safe and sound in the River Styx, and turned its guns around - Extermination Order Approved, Extermination Order Approved! Approved! Approved!!!

As he served the skeleton, the scarlet spot in his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Face me! Look at me—!"

Hades had never felt himself so clearly at this moment. This might be the first time that he took the initiative to liberate his essence step by step. The shackles that the Lord of Mankind had bound him on slowly loosened, giving him complete freedom.

The light no longer restrained the black hole. Hades tried hard to extend his power outward. The darkness was falling towards him, clinging to him, and becoming him.

In the huge energy-like ball of darkness, Pluto stood sharply in the space, his face as pale as a corpse, and the darkness in his eyes magnified to infinity.

"Face me... Slaanesh..."

Everything he had devoured in the past made him what he is today. He felt the power pulsating between his fingers: space, gravity, fear, machinery, death...

The dark mist from the Nightbringer surged along with the Hades Water, washing into the streets on the edge of Comoros, taking away everything in an instant.

Hades slowly took off the beating Burner's Heart from his waist, and the hot heart beat vigorously in his palm.

"I grant you revelry."

He said, slowly loosening his hand, and a dot of fire fell to Hades' feet, just brushing past the dozens of extinction orders whizzing past his feet.

The darkness advanced slowly but surely.

The extinction orders that were transformed into self-aiming and correcting trajectories pierced out from the vast darkness, and the darkness finally blessed them with the absolute laws of physics.

Their tail flames were bright and dazzling, as fast as the flaming spears thrown by Hades. They flew high up and then fell into a fortress far enough away in Comoro.

boom! boom! boom! boom!
A ball of light the size of half an asteroid exploded!!! Like dozens of rising suns, the air was burned up in an instant, and the sudden change in air density pulled down the alien ships parked in the air, and they were pressed down to the ground by the gas.

However, dozens of suns could not illuminate his pale face.

Hades lowered his eyes and heard Slaanesh's painful roar in the distance, with the pain of forbearance and the pleasure of the moment of extreme flesh and blood being torn apart.
He silently took off the green lightning wrapped in silver-white metal from his waist, and saw the fireball under him rapidly expanding.

Hades teased the Burner for a moment, like a master pulling the reins of a vicious dog that was about to run wild, and then he let go of the rope in his hand -

The fire dragon rushed out!!!
The second batch of extinction orders screamed out with the Burners! The trailing smoke drew an arc in the air!
Almost at the next moment of breaking through the darkness, the Burner tore open the gravitational field, the earth flame pierced out, and the alien defense tower was twisted like straw!

"I'll give you a chance to escape."

Pluto said carelessly, and the joyful thunderbolt went away.
The void dragon rose up, and the impact of the silver-white metal instantly overturned the towers of Commorra. Verdant lightning flashed, and it tried to stay away from Hades in pain.

It doesn’t matter where you go now! What matters is to stay as far away from Hades as possible! Stay away from the source of the greatest pain to Him!!!

The Void Dragon was speeding along at a great speed, not even daring to look back. He seemed to see the sinister smile of Hades behind him.

The green and the red left the dark realm one after another. The energy giants rose up and rushed into the city, wantonly destroying the disorderly and chaotic buildings.

Hades took a deep breath, stretched out his hand, and felt the stability of the laws of physics. Within the chaotic webway, the existence of the Star God fragments would consolidate the laws of physics.

He looked towards Slaanesh in the distance, and once again, finally, he saw Him again.

The god who was addicted to desire eventually became addicted to the sea of ​​desire. He thought he could escape the retribution after indulgence, but Hades would tell him the price. Step by step, after tasting the pain and bliss of Hades water for the first time, the Prince of Darkness also moved greedily towards the end like an addict.

He was calculated, but every step was taken by himself. He was tempted by the ambiguous future and stepped into a more carnival hell at all costs.

The completely black pupils could see the god who had been imprisoned in Comoros. He was so huge, much larger and swollen than the last time Hades saw him. His flesh and blood were stuck to the city from the lower body, like a living flesh and blood city.

He could not escape.

The Warp has now completely anchored this false god, starting with the fall of the Eldar Empire and ending with the chaotic and decadent carnival in Commorron. Cause and effect have cast their gaze here.

The first destruction of the Eldar awakened Slaanesh, and the second destruction will resurrect Death.

The closer we get to the complete destruction of the Eldar, the more intense the activities of the God of Death become.

He knew where the Eldar God of Death was. Hades was silent, thunder roaring beside him. He saw Slaanesh's towering, bulging belly, and inside his rotten, powdery belly, the bright yellow and orange amniotic fluid was as hot as a volcano about to erupt.

In the meantime, a thin black shadow was moving twitchingly, like an ancient creature resurrected from amber.

He used the sharp protrusions on his limbs to poke at Slaanesh's abdomen, and every movement brought Slaanesh unspeakable pain and pleasure. Now the god was no different from his followers who had fallen into hell.

Concepts kidnapped Him, forcing Him into the ultimate feast of the senses. He began to be unable to think, or perhaps there was too much information for Him to have no time to ponder.

Death is His cause and effect.

And Hades? Hades came to end this cause and effect.

He believed they could win - if they couldn't, they could always make a backup plan.

He came here to - kill God!

Pluto can no longer suppress these forces, he needs to release them, let reason obey instinct, let the all-consuming fanaticism overwhelm restraint, and let cruelty become the background. Only in this way can he fully utilize them - this innate talent.

Killing a god is not an easy task. In the face of disorderly madness, the restrained will never win.

Darker than darkness, more chaotic than disorder, greedier than false gods.

He feels just right now.

Working overtime every day, his resentment is enough to feed a hundred evil sword immortals - this was Hades' last thought.

Pluto opened his hands, exerted a little force on his fingertips, and a lightning dragon wrapped in flames danced in his arms. Forward, forward! The buildings on the road in front of him that were still running were struck by thunder in an instant! In an instant, they turned into charred debris.

The black domain, which had to be deformed due to the narrow network, rushed into Comoros like a broken dam! Rushing forward!
The Extermination Order whizzed past his feet again, and he felt the power of the Mechanicus' faith on it, so wonderful.

Pluto raised his hand casually, and the Extinction Order, which was traveling along the established trajectory, immediately turned and fell into Comoros according to His will.

A huge ball of light rose up, but it still couldn't illuminate the smile on Pluto's lips. He felt a delicious fear, as crystal clear as honey poured on a muffin.

"Are you scared?"

Hades asked quietly, looking at the struggling Slaanesh. Strands of flesh from the God's dimension were torn off, but their actual size was thicker than a building.

Does the Prince of Desire want to break free from the constraints of the flesh nest and run to Him to dance a waltz with Him? Or does he just want to escape in fear?

Slaanesh feared and delighted in Him, but He was only hungry.

The Warp slowed down His progress, but Hades was not too angry. There were too many surprises in the scenery along the way. He roughly searched out every soul huddled in the corner. The nature of the deceiver added some fun to this. Before granting them death - you must first grant them pain.

Breathe... breathe... the gas mask spewed out white mist. The amber eyes under the hood shrank for a moment, but still raised their eyes tenaciously again.

[Defend on the spot, Titan's third and seventh companies step out and prepare to march. ]

The Primarch said that they had to guard the exit of the Webway to prevent the defeated troops from escaping, and at the same time support Hades when the opportunity arose.

Here on the battlefield, sending mortals to fight would be a death wish - let those oil men do it.

Mortal troops will only be allowed to enter after the ground has been washed with firepower at least seven times.

[306th Troop, get ready, it's time to contribute to your Om Messiah...]

The Primarch whispered, releasing the mist once more. He let the ashes in the mist cling to himself, and his limbs grew thinner. He must be prepared. If Hades fell, the Lord of Shadows would be the next fuse.

If the plan goes well, he will also be a guarantee for a smooth retreat.

The Pale King also needed to go deeper into Commorros. Mortarion handed over the supreme command to Karas Typhon and took a step forward under Karas's white eyes.

【Come on, come on, come on. 】

'The Primarch whispered, glancing far to the other side where he could sense Malcador's psychic energy.

……

The view is zoomed out, passing through the turbulent warp space, across the endless void dotted with bright stars, an industrial miracle the size of half a planet is roaring, modeled after the design of a slingshot, and a single use can destroy an entire star.

"10010!"

The sage stepped onto the ridge in front of the space station and waved the small red flag in the shape of a triangle.

"Coordinates confirmed! Prepare to release!"

……

"Put it in!"

Near the Happy Valley of the Laughing God, the Great Sage roared, and the psychics imprisoned in the psychic circuit screamed, Psychic Transmission! The giant Titan flickered heavily in the flash of psychic energy.

boom! boom! boom!
A figure the size of a small town suddenly appeared among the buildings in Comoros. The towering church of the Human Empire was out of place among the twisted buildings in Comoros.

“Ring the big bell!!!”

The Skitarii roared, ripples spread out in front of the Emperor-class Titans, void shields intercepted layer after layer of missiles, fireworks exploded, and behind the smoke and dust were the muzzles of the guns that lit up due to heating.

The Titans followed their Om Messiah, they ran behind the darkness, explosion after explosion,

The fleet that had been closely following Pluto had already taken off. Every time the muzzle of the gun was about to overheat, it would miraculously cool down again. Pluto was still merciful.

"Vox, 1st, 4th, 7th Company, follow me."

Mortarion said with a sigh, looking at the ground that had already been charred black, and the shapes of the burnt blocks could still be seen screaming in the middle.

They stepped into the northern side of Comoros, which had been plowed by Hades.

……

Malcador glanced sideways, and saw that the First Legion, which he had left behind, was entangled with the wild and corrupted Eldar that emerged from the node city.

He swung his scepter, and the figure of the Night Lord appeared before Malcador.

+Bring back the Tuchucha engine, no matter the cost.+
The Emperor gave his order coldly. The gold ornaments on Curze's body sparkled brightly, burning the Primarch like shackles. This was a death order.

Ignoring the Night Lord's mocking sneer, golden flames ignited, teleporting Conrad into the core area of ​​Comoros.

The emperor fell silent. He raised his head and stared at the center of Comoros. He needed to wait... until they were all exhausted.

He then proceeded to steal the power of the gods.

As the golden flames ignited, Malcador's silhouette became blurred. He drew out the sword from his waist. The alien-style sword was silently telling of misery.

(End of this chapter)