From Titan Corporation to the Empire of Man

Chapter 464 "Father, save me."

Mortarion's rage reached its peak almost instantly.

There were two reasons that angered him, and each of them was enough to drive him completely into a rage.

First, the great demon Nurgle in front of him actually dared to call him "the favored son of the loving father"!

Mortarion certainly understood the meaning behind the title "Father".

He had long been aware of Nurgle, the evil god representing corruption, decay, "vitality" and "hope", because his true father, Sui Yang, the Emperor of Mankind, had never concealed the existence and tricks of the Chaos God from him and his brothers.

However, the despicable Nurgle demon in front of him actually tried to link him with such disgusting corruption!

This is a great insult and a blasphemy against his identity!

He is the descendant of Emperor Sui Yang, the successor to the Human Empire and human will. He will never allow such words to tarnish his glory!

Secondly, what Mortarion could not tolerate even more was that those corrupt heretics had managed to steal the gene seeds of the Shark Company.

This not only represents a physical loss, but also symbolizes a profound "offense".

Gene-seed is the essence of the Astartes' existence, the core of their power gifted to them by the Emperor.

However, now that these gene-seeds have fallen into the hands of Nurgle's forces, it is highly likely that they will attempt to use them to breed Chaos Astartes.

Such behavior is undoubtedly a complete blasphemy against the Emperor's will and an ultimate insult to the glory of the Astartes.

Fueled by this double rage, Mortarion was determined to eradicate these corrupted creatures at all costs.

His goal is not only to slaughter the bastards in front of him, but also the arrogant Nurgle demon. In addition, he must prevent these gene seeds from being transported to the warp, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous.

However, neither Mortarion nor the Nurgle demon realized a key fact -

All gene seeds of the human empire in the main universe come from Emperor Sui Yang.

This means that the gene seeds contain pure psychic energy. If the Nurgle forces attempt to use these gene seeds to cultivate "plague warriors", not only will they fail to achieve their goal, but they may inadvertently accelerate the expansion of Sui Yang's "influence" in the subspace.

But at this moment, Mortarion was only focused on one thing, which was to get rid of the Nurgle who made him so angry first.

"If your 'loving father' had any wisdom, he would have taught you how to shut up instead of spreading your disgusting plague and ignorance!"

Mortarion shouted angrily, his deep voice rumbling like thunder.

Rou——!!!

He swung the scythe "Dead Silence" in his hand suddenly, and the sharp blade cut through the corrupt air, causing a deafening sonic boom.

Mortarion transformed into a shadow, tearing through the thick, swamp-like waves of corruption.

Every step was as shocking as a storm, and under the trampling, countless heretics and demons were crushed into rancid blood mud.

He charged straight at the massive daemon of Nurgle, his aim deadly.

Puff——puff——!

The heretics and demons along the way were torn into pieces under the sharp blade of the sickle, and the splattered venom and pus did not even have time to stain Mortarion's armor before being evaporated by the energy shield and psychic barrier surrounding him.

Clang————! ! !

Just as the sickle was about to chop down upon the Great Demon of Nurgle, a deafening metallic cry suddenly rang out.

The corrupted giant sword in the hands of the Great Demon Nurgle successfully blocked the fatal blow of the Deathly Scythe, which caused the entire underground city and even the continent to tremble.

Boom. Boom————!!!

A visible impact suddenly exploded from the point of confrontation between the two opponents, sweeping across the entire area like a nuclear explosion.

The corrupt and pure psychic powers collided violently in the air, forming an irreconcilable psychic storm.

"what!!"

"Do not--!!!"

All the debris that suffered from the impact of psychic energy let out extremely tragic screams, as if their very existence, their "origin", was completely torn apart.

Then, they turned directly into real “odds” and disappeared.

"Wow!!"

As for the smaller Nurglings, they were still quite comically "blown away" by the psychic impact, then illuminated by the light from the pure psychic energy and instantly burned to ashes.

When the impact of the psychic shock faded, the underground city seemed to be "cleared with one click".

More than 90% of the originally endless heretics and demonic creatures were destroyed, and the corrupt swamp was also evaporated, as if everything had been reduced to scorched earth.

Although Mortarion himself disdains the use of psychic energy, and even does not use any "spells" related to psychic energy, pure psychic energy is closely related to his origin.

Therefore, even if Mortarion did not deliberately release his psychic energy, his rage still caused the "tragic situation" before his eyes.

Of course, it is indeed extremely tragic for the Nurgle forces.

At this time, the Nurgle demon, whose body was as big as a giant tower, was seen waving a decayed giant sword to block Mortarion's deathly scythe, and the heavy psychic energy impact was shaking all around.

"Ha ha."

And it also made a low and strange laugh, like bubbles bursting in a corrupt swamp.

Although Nurgle, a demon several times larger than Mortarion, was extremely afraid of pure psionic energy, the current situation did not seem to have much impact on it.

"Mortarion," it said slowly, its voice hoarse and full of morbid allure:

"Why do you have to resist? Decay is your fate, and the grace of our Lord is waiting for you. Why don't you open your arms and accept this supreme mercy?"

The whispers were mixed with hidden psychic fluctuations, as if they were going to penetrate deep into Mortarion's soul and plant the seeds of corruption.

"Shut up, you filthy bastard!" Mortarion roared as he swung his Deathly Scythe, drawing an arc of death light straight towards the head of the Great Demon of Nurgle.

"Hehe." The Great Demon of Nurgle moved his rotten and bloated body while raising his sword to block the attack.

The harsh sound of metal clashing echoed all around, and the green corrupt venom that gushed out corroded deep holes in the ground.

"Mortarion, the more you struggle, the more you will find that every breath you take is eaten away by the plague, and every swing of your scythe is only accelerating the demise of the false emperor."

The demon's voice was low and slow, but it was filled with a deterrent force that could not be ignored. "Submit. Loyalty to Nurgle is not a shame, but a way of atonement and the beginning of a new life."

"You foolish fellow, you are not worthy of talking about new life!" Mortarion sneered, raised his left hand, and the blade of the Death Scythe flashed with dazzling psychic light.

He spun around and leaped up, slashing his scythe from top to bottom, aiming directly at the top of Nurgle's head.

But the demon did not dodge or evade, and the rotten giant sword blocked the sickle again, splashing more corrupt fluid.

"The more you resist, the more you will realize the irreversibility of corruption. Surrender, Mortarion. In this abyss of corruption, you should find your destiny."

"My destination?" Mortarion continued to sneer, and stomped his foot hard, splashing thick fog like a plague around him.

"My destiny is the victory of mankind, and you, the chaotic bastards, will eventually turn into dust! Die!"

Mortarion's roar shook the earth, the sound was as loud as thunder, and the surrounding space seemed to tremble.

What followed was an unparalleled explosion of psychic energy, and pure light surged like a raging tide, sweeping across the surroundings.

The scorching energy instantly swept through the chaotic area, swallowing up the demonic creatures that poured out of the portal one by one.

Those corrupt spirits who thought they could run rampant, especially the "joyful" and "jumping" Nurglings, were blown away by the psychic impact like dead leaves in the wind, wailing and turning into ashes.

The psychic barrier of Nurgle once again helped it withstand the impact.

Crack. Crash——!!

But this time, the psychic barrier of the Great Demon Nurgle was completely shattered like glass exploding, revealing a rare look of fear on that distorted and ugly face.

!!!

Seeing this, the Great Demon of Nurgle retreated repeatedly, with panic flashing in his scarlet eyes, and he was obviously unwilling to have close contact with Mortarion.

The Great Daemon of Nurgle was unaware of the details that the Great Daemon of Tzeentch, who had also invaded the Halo universe, was "instantly killed" by Mortarion and Corax.

What's more, Mortarion is now even stronger than before.

"You think you can escape?"

Without any pause, Mortarion continued to swing the Deathly Scythe and pounced towards the Great Daemon of Nurgle.

At the same time, his body moved as fast as light and shadow, and the raging power of psychic energy filled the air, carrying a momentum to destroy everything.

Clang——clang——!!

The Great Demon of Nurgle had to concentrate on wielding the corrupted greatsword, trying his best to stop Mortarion's attack.

Now it can no longer maintain its previous calmness, and its attitude of "doing nothing" and having everything under control.

Its terrifying face instantly became distorted, and it opened its bloody mouth and let out a deep, hellish roar:

"Your so-called 'victory' is nothing but a pitiful and short-lived illusion! A loyal dog and puppet of the false emperor, you think you are on the side of justice and that you can control your own destiny!"

As the Nurgle demon roared, its huge, corrupted body splashed with corrupt fluid as it moved across the battlefield:

"Little do you know that your fate has already been determined. No matter how you struggle, you will eventually return to the embrace of chaos!"

"You are a despicable degenerate, you are only fit to crawl in the mud of corruption! Your existence is just one of the stains that the empire will remove, and my father will completely crush your master!"

Mortarion roared in response, and swung his scythe down silently. The sharp blade whistled in the air and collided with the rotten giant sword in the hands of the demon with a deafening roar.

The huge impact once again shattered the surrounding corrupted spirits, and the splashing corrupt fluid and psychic energy shock tore at each other.

"Father? Hahaha!" The Great Demon Nurgle let out a mocking laugh.

"That hypocrite? His lies form your beliefs, and his cruelty weaves your suffering! He is your real enemy, and your true destination is here!"

It wielded its greatsword of decay and gathered a thick poisonous mist towards Mortarion, attempting to disrupt the Primarch's movements.

Mortarion ignored its provocation, his scythe whirling to split the poisonous mist, while his psychic radiance was like a winter storm, dispelling the waves of corruption around him.

The battle gradually approached the portal. The twisted door was like the bloody mouth of a monster, opening hideously between the chaotic realm and reality.

With just one final push, Mortarion would be able to completely kill the Great Daemon of Nurgle and [plunder] the other party's psychic energy for his father, making his father more powerful while also allowing him to benefit from it.

But when Mortarion clenched his hands tightly, preparing to cut off Nurgle's head with his blade to commemorate his fallen "nephews", that is, a group of man-eating sharks -

"Father, save me."

"Father. No."

A faint cry came from the other side of the portal, with an earnest and painful tone.

This made Mortarion, who was peeping, look extremely serious, and the movements of his hands paused slightly.

Another voice sounded at the same time:

"Father, you are wrong. The false emperor's promise is false. Only a loving father can bring true freedom and the true meaning of life."

At this moment, the voices from within the portal gradually became clearer and more real, and surged into Mortarion's mind with emotions that could not be ignored.

? !

This sudden change successfully distracted Mortarion's attention, and the blade of the Deathly Scythe only cut open the fat belly of the Nurgle Demon, without causing a fatal kill.

The reason why Mortarion was affected was because he vaguely sensed that the guy who was calling for help and persuading from the other side of the door was actually his own.

"Offspring"?!

This, this is simply impossible!

No company of Dawn Raiders had ever reported any contact with Chaos, and he had never sensed any of the company's descendants betraying him!

fake!

Mortarion subconsciously thought that what he just heard was just an "auditory hallucination".

But as a group of "Dawn Raiders" with severely twisted bodies, bone spurs, tentacles squeezed out of power armor poured out of the portal, Mortarion was completely shocked and even made him unable to distinguish reality for a moment.

Both his psychic fluctuations and his intuition told him that the group of fallen "Dawn Raiders" before him were none other than his descendants, Mortarion.

"Hehe." At this time, the Nurgle demon, who had recovered from his shock, endured the burning pain brought by the pure spiritual energy and continued to "persuade" Mortarion:

"The father's favorite child, recognize it quickly."

"Recognize your mother!"

The Great Demon Nurgle thought that the corrupted "Dawn Raider" had successfully interfered with Mortarion, but he never expected that the Primarch in front of him would directly swear.

Then, without any hesitation, Mortarion swung the Deathly Scythe with absolute speed and power, smashing the body of the Nurgle Demon.

Then, he cut off the head of the Nurgle Demon, grabbed it with his left hand, and threw it to the ground.

Pfft——! ! !

The fat, bloated head exploded completely, and the Nurgle demon was killed by Mortarion before he could even scream, and his spiritual energy source was completely [plundered].