Warhammer: I don’t want to be a can of worms! ! !

Chapter 741 185. Wait? !

[I think I understand your concerns at that time. 】

Robert Guilliman said so, the Lord of the Empire's blond hair shimmered with light, but he was answered with a white eye from Mortarion.

[I thought I already gave you a day off? 】

Guilliman asked jokingly. This sentence successfully made the Pale Lord a little afraid of him. Guilliman saw Mortarion quickly set up a defensive white mist around him, and the god of death turned slightly and retreated to a safe area. .

Guilliman's [Domination] is just out of reach.

To be honest, Guilliman didn't expect Mortarion to react like this, although he did hold the Pale Lord down for a while -

Guilliman expected that Mortarion would continue to provoke him as before.

But faced with the helpless forced labor, even Mortarion decided to respond in a roundabout way.

【I'm just joking. 】

Guilliman raised his hands in vain, speaking as calmly as possible.

[A, joke - joke. 】

Guilliman said, but Angron came over and patted Guilliman's shoulder armor.

[He won't believe anything you say, Guilliman. 】

The Lord of Red Sand added,

[After you forced him to work for at least two months. 】

【I just——】

[This cannot be said to be an accident on the ground,]

Angron raised his eyebrows and stared at Guilliman's rather glorious and innocent expression from the side.

[I sometimes wonder if you did this on purpose, so as to use this as an excuse to reduce Hades's vacation back to the Death Guard, so that Hades can always work. 】

[I swear I never have such thoughts. 】

Guilliman spoke righteously and swore from the bottom of his heart. He felt a chill on his forehead, coming from Mortarion who retreated into the mist.

The Lord of the Empire was sweating profusely. He just accidentally worked for too long that time and forgot to remove the authority from the Pale Lord——

This resulted in the tenacious Mortarion being expelled directly back to the subspace because his strength was greatly reduced after this overtime.

Guilliman did seriously apologize to the Pale Lord and promised compensation, but after that, Mortarion would never appear in an area with Guilliman as the center and a radius of thirteen steps.

Guilliman swallowed. He wanted to say something to make up for this embarrassing situation, but the good news was that Vulkan was here.

[Sorry, I'm late. 】

The generous voice of the Fire Dragon Lord sounded, and he was followed by his equally dark-skinned first-line descendants. Vulcan's sudden return was a complete surprise to the Salamanders, and the descendants' joy also infected the original body. This put Vulkan in an extremely amiable state for a while.

Captain Tu Shan of the First Company of Fire Dragons saluted the primarchs gathered here, and then consciously led the salamanders back to the second level social circle.

Here are Karas, who can't die no matter how he seeks death, and curses everyone; Karn, who is doing nothing like Angron; and Calga, who looks tired.

Among them, Karl and Tu Shan seemed to be living the most comfortably, so Karas rolled his eyes viciously at the approaching Salamander.

【You came just in time. 】

Guilliman said with a smile. He walked over and hugged Vulkan naturally. Angron also walked over and gave Vulkan a hug. Mortarion kept a distance from them and refused the greeting.

Vulkan let go of Angron's hand, and the fire dragon's blazing eyes looked at the thick white mist, looking at the thin god of death standing in the middle.

[I suppose it is you who will guide me, my brother? 】

There was a coughing sound of breathing in the white mist,

[Just a simple attempt. 】

Mortarion said calmly, his bone-like hands of death reached out to the bottles and jars at his waist, and accurately selected a small glass bottle wrapped in layers of white cloth.

Mortarion raised his hand, and the bottle floated in his palm. Only then did people realize that the white cloth was actually the mist of death. The mist representing death dissipated one by one, and the bright green light gradually lit up.

The last trace of the seal disappeared, and in the bottle that clung to the bones like a spider web, a drop of dazzling light green light green fluorescent crystal liquid was suspended, trembling slightly and trying to move as far away from the God of Death as possible.

[Elsa's Tears. 】

Mortarion said sadly,

[But it's not the ordinary kind, I got it through some means - and added something else in between. 】

【What? 】

Angron asked, and Mortarion coughed.

[Part of the psychic energy that was eliminated after the death of Slaanesh. 】

Mortarion said, his eyes deep,

[Part of Aisha’s authority is already consistent with Slaanesh, so I mixed in a small part of Slaanesh’s special authority as a primer——

Much of this authority has dissipated, but I have not allowed it to return entirely to the Warp. 】

In other words, most of the water in the "cup" belonging to this authority has been poured back into the subspace, but a very small part still exists, and this "cup" has not been directly smashed.

The fire dragon lord's eyes, which were burning with blazing flames all day long, reflected the new green color, Vulkan thought thoughtfully,

【like? 】

Mortarion nodded,

[New life, kindness, and love—or benevolence, that’s all. 】

Part of the authority of rebirth and mercy still rests on Nurgle, but not much anymore. Part of it flowed back to the subspace due to Nurgle's heavy damage, and the other part was taken away by Mortarion and Vulkan respectively. capture.

But Mortarion is completely unable to use this part of the power. During normal battles, he can only use the conductor of Aisha's Tears to bestow this part of the power as the simplest use.

The poisonous gas of death that could kill ten thousand people floated on his face, and Mortarion slowly stared at the fluorescent bottle suspended in his hand.

After all, he conflicts with this concept——

There are few beings who can gather the three and integrate them like Nurgle. After all, Nurgle controls [eternity] and [entropy].

[How is your current situation? 】

Mortarion asked hoarsely, examining Vulkan with his eyes. He knew that Vulkan would be the best candidate for [Rebirth]——

Thousands of years ago, after Mortarion "witnessed" Vulkan himself withdrawing his own death.

Vulkan is an immortal.

【It feels pretty good. 】

Vulkan whispered that it was strange that the tallest of the Primarchs could be so thoughtful and loving.

Vulkan took a step forward, and Mortarion no longer hesitated. He handed over the small bottle that had been repelling him. Almost at the same moment that the bottle left Mortarion's palm, the light in the bottle suddenly surged. Thousands of times!

【WOW! 】

Angron took a step back in amazement. Except for Mortarion and Vulkan, almost everyone was startled. Mortarion glanced helplessly and subconsciously leaned toward the Space Marines to think. To protect their Angron.

[I have already said that I am opposed to this authority. 】

Mortarion pointed out that he himself has been suppressing the power of [New Life]. Originally, [New Life] should also have a negative impact on him, but because this part of the power obtained by Mortarion is now too sparse, Mortarion was unaffected.

It's not even as painful as Hades calling Mortarion by his original name.

【It's...calling me. 】

Vulkan said a little cautiously, he put his hands together, and the light reflected his face.

【This is the best,】

Mortarion added, casually backing away from the watching Guilliman.

[This proves that your compatibility is good - I think you already have part of the authority of rebirth? 】

Vulkan nodded. The Emperor had also previously intended to let Vulkan and Nurgle have a fight. Mortarion was not surprised by this.

[But I still feel a little dissonant,]

Vulkan said seriously. He seemed to be immersed in the vial in his hand, and did not notice the three original bodies around him who suddenly became nervous.

【What's the meaning? 】

Guilliman asked tentatively.

Vulkan was silent for a moment, as if looking for a suitable word, and then he held his hand, completely blocking the light emanating from Elsa's tears.

[It's much gentler than I expected. 】

The Lord of the Fire Dragons said calmly. As the Lord of Men threw psychic energy at the Primarchs, Vulkan also grew again - and was still undoubtedly the largest among them.

He was almost as tall as Mortarion, or slightly taller, but Vulkan was almost as wide as five Mortarions bundled together.

Vulkan now looks like a black dragon.

[Rebirth will be accompanied by labor pains, birds will break their shells, seeds will germinate, and new minerals will gush out from the depths of the volcano. This itself is an extremely violent process - not what I feel now...]

Vulgan paused.

[A gift like a superior? 】

Looking at his brothers who were looking at each other with big eyes and small eyes, Vulkan realized that he might not have expressed himself clearly, so he coughed and spoke again.

[I mean this power is more like a superior person giving a vain life to a inferior person, rather than life truly arising from pain. 】

The culture of Salamander was born from Vulcan's home star Nocturne, which was a planet with violent geological activities. For the first time, Vulcan believed in the concept that fine iron was forged from the flames.

【……】

[I think this is the difference between you and this authority. 】

In the silence, the psychic master Mortarion spoke. After all, he was the first person to learn it without a teacher.

[Unless it is a great demon under Chaos, the successor will generally not be fully compatible with these already formed and dyed authorities - such as me. 】

Mortarion stretched out his hand, and the mist of floating ash steamed between his hands.

[Nurgle’s authority over death is always closely connected with decay, and the death it controls always presents the scene shortly after the death of things——

And the death I control is closer to the eternal silence at the end of everything. The flesh and blood are destroyed, the bones wither, and only the last handful of ashes formed by the corpse remain. 】

This is also in line with the Eldar Death God's annihilation and god-killing in a certain way, so Mortarion has also successfully usurped power before.

[Authority and authority will affect each other, just like water of different colors slowly dyeing. Chaos mixes the colors of the authorities they control. Therefore, except for the new-born authority, no pure and independent authority exists. 】

The power in Vulkan's hands was also influenced by Elsa and Nurgle's other powers.

[But after you take control of this power - you can re-dye it with your willpower and soul. 】

Mortarion added, glancing secretly at Guilliman, who was the ultimate symbol.

The Lord of the Empire completely merged the [Desire for Power] from Slaanesh with the [Power] from the Lord of Humanity, and because of Guilliman's too strong (? Or confused) willpower, this could have been Extremely terrifying ability turned into mandatory overtime.

and desk teleportation.

Although this is scary enough.

Mortarion believed that he never wanted to experience Guilliman's power again, and he never wanted to watch Guilliman evolve his abilities again.

[I see, thank you for clarifying my doubts, brother. 】

Vulkan said, without any hesitation, the Fire Dragon Lord directly held it in his hand, click, the sound of broken glass was soft and abrupt.

【? Do you want to start now? ! 】

Angron asked subconsciously. The Lord of Red Sand almost immediately lit up with a soft halo. The reason for calling Angron here was not to let him sing a double act with Guilliman, but to appease Vulkan. Possible emotional outbursts.

Guilliman came here to sign a contract to ensure that the Fire Dragon Lord's subspace body was connected to the empire's subspace body.

Mortarion came over to provide psychic guidance—in fact, Mortarion also brought some materials for drawing the formation, but he didn't expect Vulkan to be so straightforward at the beginning.

According to Mortarion's assumptions, they should still be in the quarrel beforehand, because Hades, their greatest protector, has not yet arrived, and he went to the canteen midway.

【Relax. 】

Vulkan stretched out his hand towards Angron, indicating that nothing was wrong with him.

[I feel like I can tame this force - it's so gentle. 】

Vulkan said softly, as if he was afraid of disturbing the authority in his hands.

Mortarion remained silent, but the dagger and flagon that could be used for rituals at any time appeared in his hand. The Pale Lord stared at Vulkan, always ready.

But it's also possible... not all powers are aggressive and destructive. At this point, Mortarion is particularly suspicious of the powers extracted from Elsa.

They saw faint glimmering green droplets dripping from Vulcan's clenched hands. The droplets dripped on the ground. In an instant, a green vegetation appeared. The glittering light spots rose from the vegetation, floated upward, and gradually gathered. for a larger spot of light.

Mortarion's pupils shook.

He realized that the slowly forming point of light had a consciousness of its own to some extent,

This is also very common. The assembled authority sometimes has a weak consciousness, although most of the ones Mortarion has seen are authorities that were directly torn apart and "killed" by Hades.

This was not good news. The God of Death almost subconsciously threw out the dagger in his hand, nailed the thing to the wall, shattered its intelligence, and then let this power be absorbed by Vulkan.

This little guy from Aisha still has the will to fight?

He scoffed internally, but Mortarion was ready to fight.

But as if he sensed what Death was thinking, Vulkan suddenly raised his arms towards Mortarion and shook his head.

Then, the Fire Dragon Lord looked at the light group floating in mid-air. It looked like an embryo floating in the amniotic fluid, or a seed.

Vulkan carefully stretched out his hand towards the management team. He did this move very skillfully because Vulkan had hugged the children many times before.

[Yes, yes, I will protect you. 】

Vulkan said softly that Mortarion was convinced that the fire dragon had now established some kind of connection with this mass of subspace spiritual energy. This compatibility made the god of death feel a little unhappy.

Then, under the stunned gaze of everyone, the ball of light circled around Vulcan, then jumped into the heart of the fire dragon's chest and disappeared.

【it's over? 】

Angron suddenly asked, and the Lord of Red Sand blinked sharply. Why did he feel that this was different from other people's psychic sublimation rituals?

In response to him, Vulkan shed tears, but his eyes were burning with fire.

[I think it’s over. 】

Vulcan said,

[It is a gentle child - I promise it will not use it for destruction, I will take it with me forging. 】

【etc? ! 】*2

Mortarion and Guilliman shouted at the same time,

[It didn’t sign a contract with me? ! ]/[You just promise not to use this power for destruction? ! 】

Bang!

The door was suddenly opened, and while everyone was stunned, Hades walked in with a grin.

"Haha, sorry I'm late -"

Then Hades saw Mortarion and Guilliman with big eyes and small eyes.

"What's wrong?"

Hades asked, looking around and finding no trace of the beginning of the ceremony.

"Haven't it started yet?"

[It’s over, very smoothly. 】

The fire dragon with eternal flames in his eyes replied that he felt the last instructions from the new students to him - Vulkan would gather all the new students.

In other words, he wants to rescue all the new powers in Nurgle.

...This is completely different from the process he used to obtain the power of [death].

Mortarion thought speechlessly, feeling very unhappy.

The luck value between people cannot be generalized.