The Emperor’s Angel of Death

"The price is probably your life."

Speaking, the man reached out his hand and tapped the table lightly, raising his tone for the first time, showing his serious attitude at this time.

"Brother, stop first, take advantage of it not posing a fatal threat to you, you saw and participated in the ending of the Second Army with your own eyes, and I don't want to see it happen to you... In fact, you have time to slowly advance your plan, too hasty will only lead to failure, I think you should understand this truth."

The other party shook his head.

"There's... no time."

"why?"

"I can't explain it now, since that's the case...Brother, can you do me a trivial favor?"

"Please say."

"Soon, a young man will come to your expedition team, please let him live anyway."

"What's his name?"

"he is-"

When drowsiness completely swept the last corner of his brain, all the sounds in Soshyan's ears gradually faded away, and he was completely plunged into darkness.

On the side of the battlefield, staring at the Lord of Death, the first sound from under the dragon helmet was a mockery with an exotic accent.

"You are as disgusting as ever."

Saying that, the Chaghatai Khan slashed Mortarion's neck with a long knife.

"Has the scar left on you last time healed?"

"You—this time, I will never—"

"So stupid, what are you going to say? I'm not what I used to be? I'm curious, do you think you've improved in these ten thousand years? There are only two kinds of people in this world who will turn a blind eye to the lesson, the lunatic and the fool, I think You belong to the latter, and I can even see the asteroid called self-pity ticking on the tedious orbit of your mind, and your soul is like a rodent in a labyrinth, Everything wanted to find a different way out."

Chagatai Khan giggled and swiped his knife "slowly" in the air.

"You've always been like this, my pathetic brother, and it's boring to me to banish you one more time."

"I am going to kill you!"

Mortarion roared angrily, and the poisonous cloud spread from his body to the surrounding like thick smoke, causing the exhaustion of all things to spread continuously, and even the ground under his feet was deserted.

"Kill me? Then I'll tell you what it means to be different from what it used to be."

Facing the surging wave of death, Chagatai Khan just sneered, holding up the long white tiger sword in his hands, and the flashing arc quickly wrapped around it.

In the blink of an eye, he disappeared in place, Mortarion turned around suddenly, but saw eleven afterimages composed of electric lights rushing towards him from all directions, the pressing sense of oppression and scorching told him - this is definitely not an illusion!

He realized that the brother who had disappeared for a long time had taken off his former disguise and completely revealed his own essence.

Mortarion turned the sickle, and the plague and poisonous insects swarmed out from the gaps in his armor, and then collided with the eleven electric lights.

"Ah!"

With a loud bang, the lightning pierced through the decaying mist, hitting Mortarion hard.

"This-"

The Lord of Death had never experienced such a savage attack, and he felt as if he was in a storm of thunderclouds, the lightning pounding against his armor and flesh, forcing him to retreat in his onslaught, breathing heavily. The roar also became weaker and more desperate.

More importantly, the other party was too fast, too fast, the trail was just an afterglow in the retina, it was too fast for even the nerves to issue a warning, and all witchcraft was like a floating cloud—

He had no time to take care of every knife that fell on him, and could only barely protect his neck and head. What was even more frightening was that the speed of his body's self-healing could not keep up with the speed of the opponent's slashing.

This is like a kind of torture, the other side slashes his body one by one, but it doesn't kill him.

Mortarion retreated all the way, and the Khan pursued him relentlessly, and the ruthless attack continued like a storm breaking the shore!

In the thunder and lightning, the blades flashed in a series, and the Lord of the Fifth Legion decisively cut a quick piece of metal and flesh bleeding with pus and blood from the body of his fallen brother, and then turned the blade again at a faster speed. There were long slits in his limbs.

The armor shattered one after another, and the pieces fell like a torrent from the riddled body. The blood plasma mixed with the soil and even formed a small swamp, which froze under Mortarion's feet.

Loving Father—

At this moment, a terrible wailing shook the Comoros.

The duel between Father Rain and Kane's incarnation finally came to an end. When the hulking Nurgle was kicked over, the Doomsday Cry swept across his unclean face with tremendous energy.

With the cursed blade cutting into the head, the big devil smashed the skull into hundreds of pieces and let out a howl of pain. face, overturning its twisted body.

At this time, the incarnation of the Eldar God of War was also severely injured. The blood flowed down from the metal skin like a waterfall of magma, and the huge wound seemed to tear him to pieces.

But it was still fighting, dancing the doomsday mourning in a huge arc, piercing the huge mouth of the belly of the big demon, and issuing a battle cry that shook the soul, promising the coming of destruction.

The entire Comoros was silenced by this earth-shattering voice, everyone turned their eyes to this terrifying scene, and the spirits all praised their **** of war.

Kayla! Mansa! Kane!

The final blow came, Doom Wail with a string of shining energy, was lifted upright from the foot of the avatar in slow motion, and the tip of the sword pierced the great demon with a sound of tearing reality. body, and then used the last strength to push the sword forward.

The divine sword pierced the belly of the screaming Great Demon, splashing supernatural powers and venom all over the street. Immediately after drawing out the sword, Kane's incarnation slashed at the Great Demon's head again, smashing the lower part of the skull.

The devil's skull was completely shattered into pieces in the huge explosion, engulfed in the formed storm, emitting an ugly purple light.

After a scream, the pus poured out like a torrent, and the storm seemed to be absorbed by the explosion. The rolling dark cloud instantly turned into a raging flame, and finally disappeared into oblivion.

"Do not---"

Seeing that Father Yu was defeated, Mortarion realized that they were about to fail, so he decided to fight for the last time.

"Withdraw the flagship! The fleet will fire in thirty seconds! Erase this place for me!"

After receiving the order, the Plague Warriors silently implemented the Primarch's plan, and they began to withdraw from the battlefield in a planned way. At the same time, Endurance also began to release a large number of Stormbirds and Thunderhawks to respond.

At this moment, the outer space of Comoros was suddenly torn apart by purple electric light, and then an Ark Spirit Race fleet rushed into this dark space.

This fleet is headed by a golden dart-shaped giant ship. It is also one of the few ancient main ships of the Eldar Empire that is still active, and its history is even older than some Ark Worlds.

On the bow of the battleship, an Eldar warrior dressed in gorgeous blue armor, wearing a red helmet with long temples, carrying an ancient flag behind him, and a black and white yin-yang fish logo branded on his chest is proudly independent.