Mei Man: My Warhammer Simulator

Chapter 275 Mortarion, Lord of Death: Shroud Dancer, King Rorschach! (Nine)
[You let go of the palm holding the melta bomb. 】

[Quickly pull away the thick arm that is constantly corroded by the sticky and smelly green blood. 】

【Your two blood-red magnetic boots stomped heavily on the ground, and your Terminator armor went backwards continuously. 】

【At the moment of lightning and flint, Typhons, whose eyes fell, couldn't help but let out a roar of shock and anger. 】

【"How dare you—"】

【It instantly raised a huge palm covered with a metal shell. 】

【I'm about to thrust into my corrupt body, intending to pull out the melta bomb that is about to explode from the wound. 】

[However, Nurgle's proud wound healing ability has completely become Typhus' talisman. 】

【Before his thick fingers touched the corrupted body, the huge wound that you forcefully opened had disappeared in an instant, and the healing process had been completed. 】

[At the same time, just when you start to go backwards. 】

[Mortarion, wearing the armor of Barbarus, stepped forward quickly. 】

【The scythe Nirvana, which suddenly danced in his palm, quickly cut through the air, and easily cut off the thick arm of Typhons that wanted to tear apart the corrupted body again. 】

[The next moment, before the severed arm exuding a green and corrupt stench fell to the ground completely. 】

【Mortarion suddenly opened a pair of yellow eyes, and Nirvana, the scythe tightly held in his palm, turned the direction of attack. 】

【Like lightning, it swept across the neck of Typhus's rotten power armor abruptly. 】

[The terrifying speed and power of this attack far exceed your imagination. 】

[Even the scythe's dying sharp blade seems to rub off wisps of fleeting dazzling sparks in the air. 】

[In an instant, Typhons, who had just broken his arm, didn't even have time to swing the demon sickle in the other palm for defensive blocking. 】

【Boom—】

【Accompanied by the severed arm exuding a green and rotten smell, there was a crashing sound when it finally landed. 】

【Ji Mie, a giant scythe with a sharp blade, was quickly held in the palm of Mortarion's palm, and his huge body instantly retreated backwards. 】

【"Hiss, no—"】

[In an instant, Typhus's tall, ball-like body, whose unicorn helmet was slightly tilted and broken, stopped any movement. 】

[Breaks of incomparably scorching terrifying rays of light burst out from its potbellied, corrupted body. 】

【Countless terrifying magma that swelled violently to the point of boiling completely melted Typhus's tall body, leaving no trace of it. 】

[At this moment, Nurgle God Chosen Typhons was successfully expelled by you and Mortarion back to his father's garden. 】

【You stare at the gradually melting metal ground within a radius of tens of meters and the rising smoke. 】

[There is a smile on the corner of your mouth hidden behind the metal helmet. 】

【"The herald of Nurgle is dead, and it can't come back temporarily after being expelled back to the subspace. The next problem we should solve is how to eliminate the plague of the Destroyer of the Death Guard. So far, perhaps only those in Tai Only the emperor of Ra can do it..."]

【You stared at Mortarion's huge back and said lightly. 】

【However, at this time, the sharp blade from the giant scythe Nirvana suddenly fell towards the top of your head. 】

【"Mortarion!!!" You roared subconsciously. 】

【You instantly lifted the Bloody Butcher's Scythe tightly held in your palm, abruptly holding back Mortarion's sudden attack. 】

【"22, the two things I hate the most, the first is being pointed at the nose and said it's all for your own good, and the second is that old immortal in the Terra Palace..."]

【"But you keep saying that over and over again, you are looking for death!"】

【Mortarion blinked his yellow eyes slightly, staring at your helmet visor with almost dead indifference. 】

[The majestic and deep voice echoed in your ears. 】

[You are almost completely laughed at by the twisted thinking of the Primarch. 】

【You suddenly let out a roar from the depths of your chest, driving the thick arms of the Terminator armor upwards, forcefully pushing away the sharp blade of the scythe. 】

【"Mortarion, you have come all the way from the poisonous gas planet of Barbarus to today, what are you fighting for?"】

【Your hands tightly hold the cold handle of the Bloody Butcher's Scythe. 】

【You stared at Mortarion who once again waved the scythe to die, and roared in a deep voice. 】

【"Why are you fighting? For myself! Only for myself!" Mortarion, who was wearing a breathing mask, almost roared at you in response. 】

[The next second, the scythe Nirvana that suddenly cut through the air slammed down on your blood-red body again. 】

【when--】

[The Bloody Butcher's Scythe and the Great Scythe Nirvana collided again, and a loud roar erupted. 】

[After hearing the other party's words, you fell into complete silence. 】

[You no longer try to persuade the Primarch with words. 】

【You have been deeply disappointed by the whims of Pale King Mortarion. 】

[Perhaps the Primarchs who can participate in the Horus Rebellion are really problem children and mentally ill patients. 】

[You quickly drove the Khorne Terminator armor forward, and the trembling Bloody Butcher's Scythe skillfully deflected the terrifying attack of the scythe's silence. 】

【You immediately swung the Bloody Butcher's Scythe, and swept towards Mortarion's huge body abruptly. 】

[However, an extremely powerful psionic energy gushed out from Mortarion's huge body in an instant. 】

【He stared at your metal helmet with those yellow eyes, it seems that the spiritual power with the attribute of confinement has firmly controlled your blood-red body. 】

【At the same time, Mortarion pulled out an energy pistol with a brassy luster from the back of the Barbarus Armor. 】

[It was a gift from the past emperor to the Primarch Mortarion, the ancient alien energy pistol 'Bright Lantern'. 】

【Your eyes are fixed on the brass gun muzzle that gradually lights up, and a deafening roar erupts again. 】

[You are struggling to drive the Terminator armor, barely breaking free from the heavy imprisonment of powerful spiritual energy. 】

[At this moment, the ancient alien-shaped energy pistol pulled by Mortarion shot out a terrifying energy enough to penetrate the Terminator's armor in the blink of an eye. 】

【You have no time to dodge. 】

【You can only grit your teeth and erect the Bloody Butcher's Sickle in front of you. 】

[Try to use the strength of the demon weapon for the final block. 】

[Unfortunately, the fleeting terrifying energy not only melted the Bloody Butcher's Scythe. 】

[Even your entire arm and half of your shoulder were completely melted by the terrifying energy and dissipated into the air. 】

【You suddenly spit out a mouthful of scalding blood in the metal helmet. Most of the blood-red body that has been mutilated seems to have lost the support of strength, and you can't help but kneel on one knee. 】

【At this moment, Mortarion, who was holding the scythe Nirvana and the alien pistol lamp in his palm, stepped forward slowly. 】

【"22, don't blame me, for the great vision within my reach...you are just a stepping stone on the road, even Horus!"]

【Mortarion, who looked down at you slightly, blinked his yellow eyes, and said in an almost cold tone. 】

【"Mortarion, weakness and ignorance have never been obstacles to the survival of human beings. Stupidity and arrogance that cannot see the future are the way to kill you..."】

【You slowly raised your only remaining hand, and took off the metal helmet covered with battle scars. 】

【You use the blood-stained corner of your mouth to pull a contemptuous smile full of sarcasm at the other party. 】

[At this moment, Mortarion, who is looking down at you, seems to have completely fallen into an unspeakable silence. 】

[The almost dead cold gaze in those yellow eyes seems to be getting more and more ruthless. 】

【And just when he quickly raised the lamp of the alien pistol and pointed the muzzle at your forehead. 】

【Your palm also used the cover of the metal helmet to silently grope for the detonating device under the power pack. 】

【"Pale King Mortarion... No. 20 Primarch, greetings to you!"】

[You pressed the detonating device belonging to countless melta bombs without hesitation. 】

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In fact, Lao Mo's temper and character, because there is not much official information, give people a very flat, typical villain role, and there are no characteristics other than being deflated everywhere.

So, I can only highlight his arrogance and capriciousness.

In fact, the whole story was doomed to fail when the navigator rescued by the protagonist was corrupted into Nurgle's walking corpse, and Lao Mo's set character was not the kind of guy who really listened to people's persuasion.Of course, before being forcibly blessed by Khorne, there should be a paragraph showing the Navigator alone, but I forgot it later... It’s not that bad, after all, mortals can’t resist the corruption of the warp.

As for the issue of Lao Mo’s psychic power and think tank, I went back to read the new information later. The death guard has a living weapon team named "Wizard" that is not called a think tank, but also functions as a think tank. GW also changed the old Mo's part of the setting, so this is where Warhammer is difficult to write, the official one always eats books, and the information you read is not even the first edition...

　
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