Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

"Mortarion..."

Perturabo opened his eyes wide, staring at Mortarion who was attacking him madly. His voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, full of anger and disbelief.

Mortarion pounced on Perturabo like a mad beast, with fangs and claws bared, and every attack was deadly.

At this time, Perturabo's face gradually became gloomy, like a volcano about to erupt, and a cold breath emanated from him.

"Kill me...kill me..."

Mortarion growled and struggled hard.

His eyes were sometimes clear and sometimes confused. It was obvious that there was still a trace of self-awareness deep in his heart, but this trace of consciousness could not escape the erosion of his soul by Nurgle.

Perturabo gritted his teeth and thought to himself, "We must save him! We can't let him sink like this!"

Thinking of this, he shouted loudly: "I will take you to my father. My father will definitely find a way to help you!"

After saying that, Perturabo manipulated the mecha arm to quickly switch weapons, and in an instant, an extremely sharp giant sword appeared in his hand.

Then, without hesitation, he rushed towards Mortarion and started a thrilling close combat.

However, Mortarion did not seem to appreciate it. He shouted at the top of his lungs: "No! Don't!"

Although he tried hard to control his already decayed body, his soul had been completely controlled by Nurgle and his body was completely out of control.

Just then, a loud noise was heard.

It turned out that the giant cannon transformed from Perturabo's arms once again launched a fierce bombardment. The powerful impact force directly knocked Mortarion back dozens of meters.

Black nanobots poured out from Perturabo's arms and then poured out towards Mortarion, attempting to trap Mortarion in place.

However, Nurgle's unfathomable and limitless power is far from being so easily countered.

A terrifying energy wave erupted from Mortarion's body, and his rotten muscles swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye. The power of the Perturabo mecha that bound him was as fragile as thin paper in the face of this violent energy.

In an instant, Mortarion easily broke free of Perturabo's control.

Then, Mortarion, holding the huge and ferocious sickle tightly in both hands, pounced towards the head of the mecha driven by Perturabo like a ghost.

The mecha controlled by Perturabo was indeed huge, but surprisingly, its movements were extremely agile.

At the moment when Mortarion was approaching rapidly, Perturabo reacted quickly, controlling the powerful engine behind the mecha to suddenly spray out blazing flames, pushing the mecha to retreat rapidly like lightning, and quickly creating a safe distance between himself and Mortarion.

At the same time, Perturabo activated the missile nest system installed on the mecha's shoulder without hesitation.

In an instant, countless missiles whizzed out of the nest like raindrops, rushing straight towards Mortarion with the momentum of destroying the world.

Only a series of dense and violent explosions were heard, and hundreds of missiles hit Mortarion's body accurately.

The powerful explosion brought Mortarion's advance to an abrupt halt, and his movement speed was greatly hindered.

"Do you want to continue? I have an endless supply of firepower here!"

Perturabo sent defiant words to Mortarion over the comms channel.

At this time, Mortarion's body had been riddled with holes by hundreds of missiles, and it was a horrible sight.

But even after suffering such a severe blow, Nurgle's evil virus was still working madly, constantly repairing Mortarion's already rotten body.

Facing the current situation, Mortarion knew very well that if he continued to fight, not only would he fail to win, but he might fall into a greater crisis.

Moreover, other battlefields in the Ultramar sector were eagerly waiting for him and the Plague Demon Army to come to support them. After careful consideration, Mortarion finally issued the order to retreat: "Everyone retreat!"

Following his order, the plague demon army turned around and fled back into the subspace cracks, leaving behind a scene of devastation and smoke.

Perturabo did not choose to chase, he just looked at the mess in front of him.

"How are the other battlefields going?"

"Not good, Master Primarch. Three planets were ordered to be exterminated, but we successfully exiled six great demons."

"Is this so..."

Perturabo sighed, looking at the Warp crack in front of him that was slowly closing, but at this moment he felt a different breath.

At that moment, everyone's attention was drawn to the subspace crack.

All that was heard was a creepy howl, as if the whole world was shaking.

Countless hideous and terrifying Nurgle demons are surging out of the Warp, with their fangs and claws bared, and streams of foul-smelling green pus spurting out of their mouths. Their bodies are covered with signs of corruption and decay.

However, at the center of this horrific scene, there was a figure standing proudly.

He exuded a powerful and mysterious aura, which was in stark contrast to those disgusting demons.

I saw the figure waving a shining sword in his hand. Every time he swung the sword, a sharp flash of light appeared, which flashed through the void like lightning, instantly killing groups of Nurgle demons under the sword.

As the battle continued, the green, corrupted power of the Warp surged towards the figure like a tide, but he showed no fear.

Relying on his extraordinary strength and strong will, he actually withstood the impact of this powerful force and gradually defeated and dispersed it.

The figure was like a killing machine, constantly shuttling between the demons.

His movements were as fast as the wind and his moves were extremely brutal. Wherever he passed, there was blood and broken limbs flew everywhere.

Nurgle demons fell one after another in front of him, unable to stop his progress.

The demons attempted to strike back with their corrupted powers, but the Grand Master's armor and psychic shields resisted the attacks.

His mind was as solid as a rock, impervious to any corruption.

As the battle progressed, the corpses of demons piled up around the Grand Master, but he remained standing and continued to advance towards the exit of the warp.

"It seems that guy was right. This should be the exit."

After crushing thousands of Nurgle demons, Diego jumped out of the warp crack and returned to the real world.

This scene was also seen by the Grey Knight who had just finished fighting nearby.