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

Although Colvin didn't understand what Corax was going to do, he still bent down and lowered his head when he saw Corax reaching out and tiptoing.

In the end, Corax put his hand on Colvin's head. His mortal palm looked so fragile and thin compared to Colvin's head, and the temperature of his hand could not be clearly felt because of the obstruction of his hair.

Corax rubbed it gently twice, and then said, "Be good, don't make me worry about you."

Corax's words were very general, but Space Marines have always had the ability to make up their minds. These words fell into the ears of Colvin and other Ravens more than Guilliman's new Astartes. Code 2.0 is also worth studying.

Colvin's pale face was red with excitement, and all he could think about was the surprise of my father caressing my head. And the Dark Crows who were watching these happenings were also filled with longing, longing for their father's hand to rest on their heads.

"My Lord..." Colvin's voice trembled, as if he was about to cry in the next second.

Corax smiled, looked at Colvin and said, "Take them to hunt. Let me see your abilities. Don't let me down."

"Yes, my lord!" Colvin's whole body trembled, as if he had been injected with chicken blood. It was completely impossible to tell that this was a Raven Guard who used antidepressants as a meal.

Tzeentch frowned and looked at it for a long time before saying, "Okay, this is a bit too evil."

"What's wrong? Don't you just like to watch this kind of thing?"

"What I like is confusion and pain, not these...gay stuff." Tzeentch defended his hobby, then glanced in the direction of the human empire, secretly complaining that the current human race is really peaceful. Slaanesh was too close, and the corruption was already flowing through the entire Imperium of Man.

Like it or hate it, Corax unleashed his warp essence in the mountains. Countless dark crows gathered into a dark cloud and headed towards Luojia. In an instant, Luojia, who was in pain, shed cold sweat and became more awake.

"Father! He's here again!" The Word Bearers were nervous. They subconsciously thought that Corax was coming to massacre them again.

Lorgar regained his composure after a moment of nervousness. He calmed the heirs and told them that Corax was not here for them.

Unlike the nervous Word Bearers, the Imperial troops who were struggling with sorcery were indescribably excited when they saw the Dark Crows falling from the sky one by one. They shouted that this was the wrath of the God Emperor, and that all traitors and heretics would be destroyed by him. died of anger.

The Crow Storm enveloped a huge hilltop where the possessed warriors gathered. The top of the mountain was flattened and filled with a circular magic circle. The darkness is approaching step by step. Even if the possessed warrior uses all his sorcery, he cannot make the darkness retreat even half an inch. He can only watch himself being torn into pieces by the Dark Crow.

Amidst the endless howling, the foul magic no longer enveloped the mountains. Corax glanced at Lorgar with his thousands of scarlet eyes and hurried away, turning to help Fulgrim.

The stage still exists, the sound is deafening, and the noise warriors who care about nothing but further on the road of pleasure interpret Slaanesh's creed of unrestrained lust here. Under their stage, there were countless corpses and blood that was shaken out and flowed down like a waterfall.

Fulgrim and his guards withstood the attack of noise with amazing perseverance, clearing out the orc squads that blocked them one by one.

The orcs did not give Fulgen too many opportunities for close combat. After Goge was severely injured by Lin Fan, the orcs were no longer keen on thick and huge axes and power claws, and focused their attention on bigger and more powerful weapons. On Taka firearms.

What delayed Fulgen was the shady orcs who had considerable experience in firearms research. They proposed the concept of sniper machine guns and attached a large-caliber continuous-fire artillery to a scope with an even more ridiculous magnification.

A hail of bullets hit the Emperor's Children's shield. Although it failed to penetrate the power field, it was difficult for the Emperor's Children to quickly pass through such powerful fire suppression.

Fulgrim heard the faint sound of the blade dancing, and there seemed to be friendly movements in the shadows. Fulgrim realized that this was Corax's aid, and immediately began to cooperate with the Raven Guard to launch a two-sided attack.

Chapter Master Colvin and a group of Raven Guards were inspired by Corax, and each of them became very brave. They silently and firmly cleared the Orc sniper gun squad one by one, and kicked their corpses from the narrow mountain road. Kicked down.

With the help and attack of Dark Crow, Fulgrim finally reached the top of the stage. The ground here is composed of a light floor sealed in a metal grille, which will show different brilliance as the orcs roar and the music fluctuates. The orcs here are already in high spirits. Even when Fulgrim comes knocking, they focus on the rock music they are doing. When the Grots come to remind them, they only get a vicious slap in the face in return.

"Ah! Look who this is! The father of our original body!!!" The noise warriors looked at Fulgrim without any kindness. On the contrary, they wanted to thank Fulgrim for leading them to fall into Slaanesh, otherwise they would be so happy. Behaviors are difficult to figure out on their own.

Fulgan's face was cold, and he had no mercy for these hopeless children. He drew his sword and stepped forward, roaring angrily, leading the Emperor's Children and Noise Warriors who were loyal to him to fight together.

In the flash of lightning, Fulgrim identified the leader of the Noise Warriors. The armor was gorgeous and unusually textured, similar to human flesh. Just looking at it with your eyes would taint it with a smooth feeling. Many piercing spikes and iron rings jingled with the activities of the Noise Warriors, and the mirror-smooth helmet reflected Fulgrim's angry face.

"Rest in peace!" Fulgan shouted coldly and rushed towards this conspicuous noise warrior.

Being targeted by the murderous intention of a primitive body is so terrifying, but this noise warrior is not afraid at all. He directly picks up the noise weapon in his hand. The handle of this weapon is completely produced by binding the bodies of countless children. Yes, the first sight of it reminded Fulgen of those ridiculous days in the past.

Don't let these distractions, you just need to think about how to win for mankind!

Noise burst out from the mouth of the screaming face, the directional sound waves almost intensified to the point of being visible. Faced with this unstoppable invisible attack, the only thing Fulgrim could do was to rely on the strength of his body to withstand it. The armor trembled slightly under the attack of the noise, and even the lower layers of flesh began to beat like crazy.

Fulgrim crossed this distance and swung his sword without any hesitation, aiming directly at the mirror helmet that reflected his face.