Mei Man: My Warhammer Simulator

Chapter 803 Primarchs' personal grievances!
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Wait until Fulgrim, who is extremely quick in pace and attack, is under the strong cooperation of the silver skulls.

After quickly clearing up a large number of death guards within the scope of the eyepiece with a combat power far exceeding that of the Astartes.

Without any respite, everyone quickly lowered their heads to check the weapons and equipment they were carrying.

They picked up the melee weapons covered in rancid mucus in their palms, quickly followed Fulgrim who was stepping forward, and rushed towards the bridge.

Not long after, after several battles, Fulgrim and others successfully broke through the entrance of the bridge, but they had not had time to kill the Chaos Wizard and Death Guard inside.

A deep voice from the projection device inside the bridge resounded in everyone's ears!

"Hehe, 22, long time no see..."

In an instant, a pair of huge broken scale wings fluttered back and forth, and a set of pale armor that kept emitting a corrupt aura was worn on the huge body.

On the whole, it looked like a burly giant that had turned into a moth and suddenly appeared in the eyepiece of Fulgrim's helmet!
"Huh? The shape and breath are wrong, you are not the guy in 22 who deserves to be hacked!"

"It turned out to be you? Fulgrim? This is impossible! Aren't you an ascended demon? How can you return to the command of..."

At this moment, Mortarion, the Primarch of Ascension Demon, who originally wanted to show the majesty of a king, broke his power in an instant.

It shook the pale face that was mostly covered by the breathing mask.

A pair of vicious, cold eyes seemed to penetrate the projection device, staring fixedly at the purple figure who was swinging the sonic sword back and forth!

puff!

The sound of the blade's sharp blade is like a long sword, surrounded by an extremely ear-piercing low hum.

It pierced the metal helmets of several death guards like a rainstorm pear blossom needle that was shot out suddenly, and completely shattered their brains!
And taking advantage of this opportunity, Fulgrim, whose helmet eyepiece turned slightly, also shouted in the direction of the projection device:
"Old Fourteen, we haven't seen each other for a long time, you still look ugly like an inappropriate person!"

Fulgrim's voice just fell.

Mortarion, whose expression became more and more frustrated, suddenly raised a huge palm that kept exuding corruption.

It swung forward suddenly.

In the next second, strange fluctuations from vicious witchcraft spread in the entire bridge hall.

Seven or eight silver skulls who couldn't dodge, all the death guards who were still fighting, and even countless Nurgle walking corpses burst into extremely painful wailing and screaming in an instant.

It was as if a large amount of green mist and rancid liquid full of terrifying toxins erupted from their bodies in an instant, and they lost any sound in the blink of an eye!
"Ah, it finally calmed down..."

"Now, Fulgrim, tell me, why are you on the side of the damned 22? I don't believe that an ascended Primarch brother will be completely reformed!"

Mortarion, who had just wiped out a lot of heirs, stared at Fulgrim who was standing where he was.

It even asked in a deep voice impatiently.

"Correct from evil? Fourteenth, anyone needs to pay a painful price for their choice, even me, but you also got one thing wrong, I don't need to correct from evil, because now I have never succumbed to chaos One cent!"

At this moment, Fulgrim, who lowered his sonic sword slightly, made a concealed gesture to the surrounding silver skulls to evacuate immediately.

He said in a firm tone to Mortarion, the Primarch of Raising Demons inside the projection device.

"Hehe, Fulgrim has never surrendered? This is the funniest joke I've heard over the years. My dear brother, why don't you say that Slaanesh is the purest in the world... Wait! You are not Fulgrim at all!"

At this moment, Mortarion, who couldn't help making sarcastic remarks under the breathing mask, was slightly taken aback.

The huge broken scale wings flapping back and forth behind its spine also seemed to have completely stopped.

"You are just a clone of him! An extremely broken flesh and blood body! You are not even qualified to talk to me without a soul!"

For a moment, Mortarion, Primarch Mortarion, who thought he had discovered the truth, seemed to have regained some confidence.

It roared in the direction of Fulgrim through the projection device.

Before Fulgrim, who subconsciously clenched the Sonic Sword in his palm, opened his mouth to retort.

The low voice from Mortarion, Primarch Primarch once again resounded throughout the bridge hall.

"Hehe, since the cowardly 22 didn't personally jump to help, I don't bother to argue with you as a clone, I can tell you that the interior of this strike cruiser is already full of self-destruct devices and melta bombs .”

"This was originally a surprise I prepared for dear 22, and now I have to give you this fake!"

Mortarion, who was inside the projection device, couldn't help but sneer.

Its vicious eyes seemed to exude an uncontrollable cold killing intent, and stared at Fulgrim who immediately drove the purple-gold power armor to turn around and run like a demon prince looking down on a humble ant!

"Run, dear brother, run... If you are lucky enough to survive, remember to tell 22 for me, I am waiting for him in Ultramar!"

Rumbling--

In an instant, a large number of violent vibrations and explosion flames from inside the strike cruiser quickly swept along many ship passages towards everything around them!
Countless fragments of the collapsed ship sputtered towards the retreating silver skull battle team and Fulgrim's huge body like cannonballs!
Even though Fulgrim was wearing Primarch Power Armor mainly made of vibrating gold.

He also couldn't resist the terrifying explosion from the entire ship, and his whole body was instantly thrown into the air!
At the moment of lightning and flint, these dozens of silver skulls and Fulgrim himself are about to become victims.

buzzing-

Following a series of azure blue teleportation barriers, they appeared around every tall body with incomparable precision.

The people who were originally in a desperate situation were successfully recovered by the teleportation barrier to the inside of the flagship at the last moment when countless explosions and flames completely flooded the surrounding area!
Boom!

In the next second, many severely injured silver skulls Astartes were scattered on the cold floor.

And Fulgrim's huge body also hit the ground heavily, making an extremely dull collision sound!

Bang!
The gorgeous purple-gold helmet was pulled off from the top of the head by a huge palm with a slightly broken shell.

Fulgrim's long white hair quickly fell down, covering the scarred purple-gold power armor.

"Old Fourteen... How dare you say I'm not qualified? Let's wait and see!"

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(End of this chapter)