Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry.

Noisy!

As soon as the screen went black, Mortalion was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that Jaghatai had directly hung up his communication.

"How dare you! How dare you treat me like this!!!" Mortalion was so angry at Jaghatai's disdain that his armor spewed out black smoke and poisonous mist. He knocked hard on the fungus-covered console twice, and then ordered his men to continue contacting Jaghatai.

The screen lit up again, and Mortalion quickly regained his composure, pretending that he didn't care at all about Jaghatai's impolite behavior.

"Jagatai, is it too rude to treat your brother like this? Don't you claim to be civilized? But you can't even..."

"Didn't I say not to connect his communications? Who did this? You, right? Don't even want your salary this month. I feel sick when I see him. Do you want to eat dinner tonight?"

The screen went black again, and Mortalion heard Jaghatai complaining a second before the communication was hung up.

Mortarion stood there blankly for a long time. Although he said nothing, the armor spewed more poisonous gas. On top of that, his spore-covered, gnarled back was bubbling like a boil.

"Lord Primarch...we..." a Death Guard reminded weakly, and Mortalion suddenly exploded. He continued to slap the console and ordered his men to contact Jaghatai in a more stern tone.

I've been working for a long time and the screen just won't light up. Jaghatai had completely blocked Mortalion's communications. Mortalion, filled with anger, was unwilling to give up. He directly took out the crucible used in the ritual and prepared to use spells to contact Jaghatai.

A few fine bones floated on the green soup surface. These bones were combined into words as Mortarion stirred them, and then dissolved into the soup and disappeared.

"Jaghatai!!! I'm going to kill you!"

A bunch of spores were inexplicably generated at Jaghatai's feet, spitting out Mortarion's hateful words. The crew on the side wanted to improve the efficiency of Geller's position to eliminate the spores, but Jaghatai stopped them.

"Ha... Since he is bent on scolding me, I will play with him. Call the people from the New Spirit Department."

The elite of the New Spirit Division hurried over, ready to prove to Jaghatai that they had the ability to counter Mortarion's foul spells.

"Don't be so nervous, just pass a few words to that big bastard." Chagatai smiled meaningfully, and then told the New Spirit Department what they were going to do next.

After a while, Mortarion's cauldron began to boil. He realized that this was Jaghatai's reply and stared at the soup noodles, not wanting to miss anything.

Haha...what would you say in reply? Could it be that you are saying, "Mortarion, I'm going to kill you!" In this case, you have failed.

The noodle soup bubbled and bubbled, and finally spit out a sound.

"urgent."

Mortalion was stunned for a while, not immediately understanding the meaning of this word. After he thought about it clearly, he stirred the crucible even more angrily and interacted passionately with Chagatai.

"Is this all you can say? I will crush you with the power of Nurgle! Rot you! Defile you!"

"filial piety."

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Chagatai! You're a good-for-nothing loser!"

"stretch."

"I swear! I will kill you! And I will destroy the empire!"

"Dian."

"Are you stuttering? You can only reply word by word? Or are you already afraid of my powerful power?"

"happy."

Well! ! Uh-huh! ! !

Mortalion had a myocardial infarction at these words. He had never felt such pain in his body since he became a demon. He was lying on the edge of the crucible, a pair of wings behind his back swelling with blood. His pale face and cloudy pupils turned red.

Jaghatai on the other end clapped his hands easily, indicating that Mortalion had been severely injured.

"Is that all?" People from the Xinling Department said they couldn't understand.

Seeing their confused looks, Chagatai patiently explained, "Beng Le Xiao Ying Ma Ji, do you know what this is?"

Everyone shook their heads and looked to Chagatai for advice.

"The six-character maxim passed down by the emperor himself. If you can learn these, there will be no one you can't help but anger to death. This verbal attack may seem barren and weak, but if it can disturb the opponent's reason, we will have many advantages."

"Oh...that's it. As expected of Lord Jaghatai, long live the emperor!" Everyone surrendered to the wisdom of Jaghatai and the emperor, and began to think in their hearts about how to use these six-character mottos.

Jaghatai stroked his beard and felt that he should have a word with Guilliman. Write a set of practical tactics, but also a set of highly offensive words. Anyway, it's just a little bit of saliva. If it can make the enemy angry and angry, it will really be a big profit.

Elsewhere, Mortalion recovers from the pain of a myocardial infarction. He looked back at the Death Guard who looked worried and said that he was fine. Then he ordered the entire army to speed up and attack the expeditionary fleet, vowing to pluck Chagatai's head to relieve his hatred.

"My lord! My lord!"

Mortarion did not hear the cries of his men, immersed in the fantasy of cutting Jaghatai into pieces.

"My lord!! My lord!! Something happened!!!"

The shouting became louder and louder, and Mortalion turned around impatiently and asked, "What's wrong!"

"Sir! The bottom of the ship has been invaded! We...we can't stop them!"

"Huh?" Mortalion laughed angrily. He wanted to see who could break into his ship and jump up and down.

Take a closer look.

Hiss... aren't these Leman Russ, Corax, Magnus, and Lorgar? Why are these people here? And why didn't Leman Russ fight Magnus? How could Lorgar stand in front of Corax alive?

Many questions filled Mortalion's mind at once, before he could think about it carefully. The deck under his feet made a terrifying twisting sound, and a figure jumped out of the big hole.

Mortalian did not know Lin Fan, but Lin Fan knew Mortalian. He didn't want to waste any time and rushed towards Mortalion without even saying hello.

"Ha..." Lin Fan's actions made Mortalian sneer angrily. In his eyes, this mortal wearing mysterious armor was just a killer from the Court of Assassins who knew nothing about the world.

Nurgle is known for his immortality, and the Death Guard are known for their tenacity. The combination of the two is not a simple 1+1\u003d2. How can this assassin harm Mortalion? By toxins? Relying on that short and weak dagger?

Mortalion took out the scythe and slashed it hard at Lin Fan.

The next moment, the sickle shattered. Mortalion saw a slap getting closer and closer to him among the debris in the sky.