Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

"Sent directly to the flagship?"

After hearing Vashtor's request, Typhons, who was originally in high spirits, turned cold at the moment, obviously disapproving of such a decision.

"The purpose of us sending these sacred creations is to cause some trouble for the enemy so that they will not calm down and kill us." Typhons held a creation called the Box of Mourning and walked back and forth in the place covered by the green mist. "Rather than we have to send these things to the enemy's most guarded place, and then let the enemy have fun and end it."

The box that Vashtor gave to Typhons was lifted up by Typhons and handed back.

"If you are sure that what you gave me is a good thing, then we should not let it go to the enemy's flagship, lest it be noticed there for the first time."

"So my suggestion is to send it to Macragge's Flair while Guilliman is away."

As he spoke, the Nurgling extending from the tumor on Typhons' neck showed an evil and lewd smile.

A vicious conspiracy has been brewing in the pus-filled head of the Plague Herald.

"We don't want to give the enemy any surprises, Typhons." Vashtor walked to Typhons with a forging hammer and looked down at it. "It's not that we haven't considered the current situation. We still remember the plans we made before. Any plan?"

Typhons thought for a moment and nodded, indicating that he remembered.

The man among the Dracasi nobles who was good at commanding battles called on everyone to formulate many plans.

Not to mention the situation where the man who could kill demons came down to fight in person, even the situation where the two original bodies ran down with him to join the battle had been considered and planned.

And that plan is to directly create a diversionary disaster in the enemy's fleet. This disaster will be enough to destroy the entire fleet. In this way, even if the Skull Fortress is destroyed, the enemy will still lose if they lose the fleet.

"So, the box you gave me is enough to destroy the entire fleet?" Typhons picked up the box of mourning, his tone full of joking, "I don't think it can even be used to kill you."

"This box, and what it can summon, is just the beginning of a plan," Vashtor said.

Typhons wanted to ask something more, but was blocked by Vashtor's words.

"Do your Death Guards still want to share the same arsenal with the Black Legion in the fortress? If not, you can do whatever you want."

Faced with these threatening words, Typhons hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to do it.

Although I feel that Vashtor is not reliable at all, and although I feel that the Golden Expedition Fleet is not afraid of attacks from psychic weapons under the protection of the Black Stone... the current situation is not one where the Death Guard is fighting alone.

In the end, Typhons performed the ritual and sent away the item called the Mourning Box.

"quick!"

Even after Typhons complied, Vash'tor whipped Typhons around like a demonic machine within the realm he controlled.

"Don't waste this opportunity."

"While the Avian Primarch who can predict the future is not on Broome, before the Primarch who resists his own nature and can only teleport around gets the prophecy warning!"

…

While the Battle of Broome was going on.

In the other direction of the Eye of Terror, where the Golden Expedition Branch Fleet and the Angel Fleet are located.

The huge fleet has completely dispersed the weak defense fleet of the demon world below. The mortal army of this demon world that believes in Tzeentch is still lingering in the ever-changing fortress.

For these abominable evil god believers...

Unfortunately, ninety-nine percent of the demon world's surface has been occupied.

Fortunately, almost all the believers in the demon world gathered in a place called the Fortress, which was actually as huge and magnificent as a city.

If the Blood Angels choose to attack, they will still have to face a huge number of evil believers.

"This is the current situation, father." Dante stood in the Red Tears, the flagship of the Blood Angels, and reported the current situation to the Gene Father who had just woken up.

It took only a short time for Sanguinius to use what he saw and heard to take control of the situation on the battlefield and come up with a countermeasure.

"I noticed that you have deployed a large number of black stone creations in this world." Sanguinius looked at Dante, "This decisive approach shows that you have a strategy in mind, you just need to wake me up and get my authorization, so you What’s the strategy?”

Seeing that the father of genes saw through his thoughts almost instantly, Dante no longer concealed it and said directly: "This demon world is simply not enough for us to waste a lot of manpower and material resources on it. I suggest that we ask the stars who came with us to God ends the fighting in this demonic world.”

As one of the participants in the Golden Crusade, the Angel Fleet also had Star Gods assisting them in combat.

The Burner is that facilitator.

The conditions for dispatching the Star God are also very demanding, that is, multiple black stone creations must be deployed on the planet to ensure that even if the black stone creations in a certain area are evaporated in an instant, the entire planet will not instantly return to the subspace state. , only in this case can the Star God be dispatched.

And this is what Dante deployed so many of his Blackstone creations for.

But dispatching the Star God is not a decision that a chapter leader can make. This is why Dante awakened the Gene Father in this war.

"Do as you wish." Sanguinius agreed without hesitation.

Dante nodded.

But just as he was about to implement his strategy, Sanguinius added another order: "I will also go and fight myself."

Dante stabilized his steps and immediately dissuaded him: "Below is a world almost filled with black stone creations. That world has become unfavorable to all creatures with souls. If..."

"No matter how strong the suppression effect of the Black Stone is, can it be stronger than the curtain that directly cuts off the subspace?" Sanguinius asked, "In the Tyrone Star Region, I could also possess this body and participate in the battle."

Dante did not answer, but he thought that if Mephiston, who was extremely good at psychic powers, was present, then Mephiston would definitely be able to give Gene Father a sufficient reason not to fight.

"The Burner is a crazy C'tan..." Sanguinius said again.

However, it was this seemingly irrelevant statement that made Dante give up persuading him.

The Burner also participated in the Battle of Baal back then. Everyone could see that it wanted to throw the Tyranids and the entire Baal into the burning hell it created, but it had to compromise because of certain things. It was just a matter of compromise with the people on Baal.

"If that mad god goes crazy, I can at least help you carry it for a while," Sanguinius said.

Dante nodded and made arrangements immediately.