I produce soldiers every day, starting from the end of the world

A splintered warband of four Death Guards, a corrupted warband of unknown origin.

There were only five barracks after Mortarion's return, but this fifth one didn't seem to have anything to do with the Death Guard.

This made Wang Yan confused for a moment and then relieved.

It must be Nurgle's fault again.

'Production'.

The doors of the five barracks opened, and a space warrior full of Nurgle characteristics walked out.

Wang Yan directly exchanged a large number of vehicles for them, as well as some large, medium and small warships.

After the consciousness exited the construction space, it directly embodied them into space.

And Mortarion is far away on the battleship of the Corruption Claw.

The appearance of five new battalions of Nurgle Chaos Space War Troopers was also felt.

And the faces that are familiar across the distance.

He had met many of the Space Marines. The most famous one, the pharmacist from Kashgar, was also his chief pharmacist.

The Space Marines standing in front of the Death Guard barracks bowed in Mortarion's direction.

Mortarion's heart seemed to be awakened and opened by something.

Shaking his head, he had not felt dizzy for a long time.

A green light on his body rose straight into the sky.

The surroundings were instantly illuminated green.

Mortarion's closed eyes opened again, and those green eyes quickly turned red.

His body seemed to be missing something, but it was quickly filled with energy.

Looking down at the living planet in the distance, he waved his hand and the plague servants began to charge towards the ground.

After letting go of the obsession in his heart, Mortarion felt a lot more relaxed.

The power does not retreat but advances, reaching the intermediate level of the multiverse.

Wang Yan, who was far away in the main hall of the City of Hope, suddenly gained a large amount of power of faith.

The system didn't have the function to explain the source, and she didn't know where she got it.

'Congratulations to host Mortarion for his significant improvement in strength and promotion to the multiverse level intermediate'.

'Turns out it's Mortarion'.

At this time, five primarchs have returned, and there are still thirteen to break the seal of the Emperor's power.

There was a little more expectation in my heart.

The other four Primarchs, who were fighting in various places in the distance, simultaneously turned their gazes in Mortarion's direction.

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"That huge dragon has been in the sky for a long time."

In a high-walled city not far from the City of Hope, someone was watching the space-time dragon that was constantly moving in the sky.

Not only is he confused, this is also an issue that everyone is concerned about.

The giant dragon has appeared for many days, but it has not landed and attacked anywhere. It has been hovering in the sky.

Even the emperor who lived in the capital of the Marais Empire saw the huge dragon in the sky.

Everyone was afraid that the dragon would suddenly attack them, but they did not dare to offend the dragon.

Lest its wrath befall you.

In this way, everyone is very peaceful.

Until Wang Yan gave the order to attack.

The space-time dragon in the sky finally moved.

When the huge space-time dragon descended on the Wall of Gaona, the survivors here knelt down consciously.

They thought this was a punishment from God, and only devout prayer could lead to salvation.

Little did they know that everything they did was in vain.

The leftmost one among the three heads of the Space-Time Dragon spit out a huge energy ball.

The whole city was covered.

The pressure and heat of energy first came to this walled city.

Wang Yan was dumbfounded and the Space-time Dragon made its debut.

Not a single soul was left alive in the walled city.

Even the four towering walls collapsed.

"I'm going, you better come back."

Wang Yan summoned the Space-Time Dragon back again.