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

Chapter 813 【255.】Not appearing, MVP of the game!

There's nothing left to talk about.

They both knew each other well that life and death were destined, and their eyes were sharp as they faced each other, making them want to pull out their sickles and chop at each other on the spot.

But obviously not everyone has Mortarion's awareness. They don't know what is happening yet, so Mortarion must give his other "brothers" enough time and patience.

But for them...things became simpler.

[So reckless... You should be more accepting of the power from Nurgle. You should be more powerful, but you weakly gave up holding the hilt of power. ]

The First Rebel [Mortarion] said elegantly, while Mortarion's eyes did not blink. He stretched out his hand and picked up two empty goblets.

【Yeah? It was Hades who made me realize that I needed to give up some of my powers from the Warp, they were too dangerous. 】

Mortarion said slowly, and took out a flat wine bottle stained with engine oil from his waist. His eyes were still staring at the rebel, then he opened the wine cork and poured the turbid wine into the cup. .

Mortarion clearly saw the pretty boy's eyelids twitching for a moment after he took out the flat wine bottle, which made him feel better.

To be fair, on some level, Mortarion is now similar to the Nurgling that throws shit at people.

But he has no psychological burden. In fact, calling Pluto countless times on the battlefield has made him a qualified dung-throwing master.

The first rebel [Mortarion] took a few gentle breaths, and he spread his hands.

[The subspace of your world is too weak, and you will not be truly liberated... Haha, you should really see the wonderful vast ocean of my world. ]

【Oh, you said this,】

Mortarion continued to pour the wine, but unfortunately, the cup looked a little corroded, and he had to use his psychic powers to stabilize the shape and function of the cup.

[Hades did it, I admit, he completely swallowed up part of the subspace. 】

The First Rebellion [Mortarion] looked a little red-hot. He didn’t understand why Mortarion, who was so angry at the time, now grasped the key to the problem——

Maybe it was because Hades was away, or maybe it was because Mortarion went to Karas Typhon for further training.

[Don’t you dare answer me directly. ]

[I answered directly. The answer is that Hades did it. It was all Hades, but you are not allowed to go to him. 】

Mortarion deliberately touched the greasy layer of liquid on his hands to the outer wall of the goblet, and then handed it to his other self.

It's a pity that he can't just throw the two glasses of liquid over, but the other person may suffer more damage after drinking it.

[Mortarion] seemed extremely resistant to the cup of uneasy-smelling liquid in Mortarion's hand, but his upbringing and habits made him choose to take it.

The first rebel had already torn his other self into pieces in his heart, but he still had a smile on his face, but with some gritted teeth.

[I never thought that another me would swallow such low-quality liquids - low-quality wine, as bad as your appearance, personality and life. ]

【Yeah? But Hades loved to drink. 】

[Can you please stop mentioning him? ! ! ]

At this moment, Mortarion was extremely grateful to Karas Typhon and his old comrade for his idea. As Karas said, Hades is essentially a piece of shit. As long as you are willing to muster the courage to throw it out, then he It will disgust everyone.

【Then drink. 】

Mortarion stared blankly at the cup in his other hand. These two cups were specially prepared after he was provoked. In order to ensure the combat effectiveness of this cup of wine, he specially added countless psychic and physical tricks.

He also went to Hades for experiments to ensure that under purely physical conditions, this glass of wine could temporarily make people want to vomit——

No, it's dizziness.

The First Rebel sneered, and faced Mortarion's provocation, he raised his glass without hesitation——

It's just a competition for toxicity resistance, and he will win, it's that simple.

despair.

Clinking glasses, Mortarion raised the glass unhurriedly. He planned to look at the other person and drink first. The disobedient man sneered and raised his head to drink!

Okay, the corners of Mortarion's mouth curved slightly, and he also raised his glass, ready to drink-

[Hahaha Mortarion, so you are here! 】

Angron hurried over, dragging a bunch of humanoid creatures that Mortarion didn't want to look at. After seeing the wine in Mortarion's hand that exuded an unknown smell and color, Angron's eyes suddenly twitched. One light.

【Your special tune? Sorry Mortarion, I think it's better to offer this precious wine to foreign guests for tasting first. 】

Without any explanation, Angron snatched the glass of wine from Mortarion's hand and put the glass of wine into the lustful man's hand in a fluid manner (perhaps because he would be disgusted if he stopped).

【Want excitement? You can try this first, I swear there is no such wine in your universe. 】

Angron stopped acting. He directly motioned for the ecstasy to sit next to Mortarion. Then Angron took a long step and sat on the other side of Mortarion, so that Mortarion could be separated from him. Drive them both.

Sorry, Mortarion, but in return, Angron believed that he would help Mortarion attack another First Rebellion - if Mortarion would help him calm down the Zealot.

Mortarion's attention was indeed not on the exhibitionist. After a small interlude, the original body was still staring at his other self intently.

After taking the cup of unknown liquid, the lustful man [Angron] didn't even frown. He gave his other self a wink.

[You're so kind...brother. ]

Angron went straight to Mount Everest with goosebumps and stood shoulder to shoulder with Callisto.

Then the lustful person drinks it all in one gulp!

——? ! ! ! !

The wine is just a little bitter at first, with a burning and stinging sensation, but when the first sip slides into your throat——

[…cough cough cough! ]

[Mortarion] lowered his head suddenly, his face was pale, and his eyes suddenly opened wide. Due to etiquette, he could not spit it out directly, nor let his cheeks be filled with food or drinks, so he could only swallow it, his pupils were trembling. , the first rebel covered his mouth with his hands in embarrassment.

Ah... Mortarion thought happily that the First Rebellion would not speak for at least the next three seconds, because his tongue had long been corroded.

On the other side, [Angron]'s reaction was also a little embarrassed, and the original body trembled violently.

He has tasted countless irritating liquids...highly toxic, highly irritating, highly corrosive, highly psychic, parasitic...

But never has a liquid hit people so directly, as if the bartender simply wanted to disgust people, hoping to choke a universe of people to death with this drink. So I made this wine.

[Angron] put down the finished goblet with slightly trembling hands. There were traces of wine on the corner of his mouth, and it seemed that he almost spit it out, but after a brief shock and fear, Slaanesh's beloved I have begun to recall the feeling just now.

The lustful man [Angron] decided to bring some back to [Kahn] to try.

Mortarion did not put away his admiring and gloating eyes at all. He stared directly at his other self and picked up the flask again.

[How do you feel? 】

[Same as yours - disgusting. ]

【Extremely high rating. 】

Mortarion said softly, took two more cups, and then filled four goblets. Angron's smile beside him seemed to become a little forced.

It doesn't matter, this is considered punishment for Angron disrupting Mortarion's plan.

The other ecstasy raised the cup again hungrily after a brief silence, his eyes sparkling as he stared at the wilder Mortarion——

Another primitive man, Mortarion, seemed to have a different flavor compared to the handsome gentleman here.

[You're a genius, another Mortarion - how did you do this? ]

Mortarion lowered his gaze, raised his cup, and continued to stare at himself across from him. After gnashing his teeth for a while, he raised his cup again.

【Resistance,】

Mortarion said calmly,

[Resist all this, and then you can brew this cup of poisonous syrup, but I think this is not my limit, nor is this cup of wine. 】

He raised his head and drank it all in one gulp. Then he put down the cup and leaned forward, looking up at the trembling pupils of [Mortarion] like a snake climbing on the table.

So disrespectful, so vulgar, this was Mortarion, and another thing that shocked and horrified him - neither of them could bear to see the opposite.

Mortarion lowered his voice to a very low voice.

[My real masterpiece... black wine, requires a special ingredient, crushed black stone powder by special hands... You know how strange they are, the other me... I think you will definitely taste this kind of wine once . 】

[Can you really make up your mind to face it? It’s no longer just about looking at things, but letting it completely penetrate into your life...the cross on the priest’s head, the whispers and prayers on the children’s bedside, the pendants on the waists of servants, every car you ride will have it. aura, every weapon you use will carry it Its brand... it is everywhere, whispering in your ears forever, your eyes will be permanently covered with a layer of black cloth, your proud subspace arm will be completely chopped off, you need Listen to it and watch it day and night, it is the truth that runs through the empire. 】

[Instead of just facing him, you will convince yourself that he is there, looking at him with your short-sighted physical perspective - but it is always there, always there, watching you and salivating, Hungry. 】

[wow,]

[Angron] blinked and said a little abruptly,

[This doesn't sound like alcohol - what's so exciting? ]

This sounds more disordered and evil than chaos.

The First Rebel was completely shocked by Mortarion's rudeness and these words. He swallowed and was about to answer, but was interrupted by Mortarion.

Mortarion tilted his head.

【I can. 】

He said,

[I can endure it - and what you have seen, the spirits who are small and dim compared to you - all of us can, for the ultimate victory. 】

【So...can you? 】

[…]

The first rebel [Mortarion] drank directly from the glass of wine. Vomiting and dizziness made him a little uncomfortable. He swallowed again and faced Mortarion's provocation.

Only the two of them could hear the conversation between them.

[I have been Robert Guilliman's servant for ten thousand years... What can't I stand? ]

【Ho ho ho. 】

This answer was very humorous. Mortarion sneered and sat back. Angron suddenly felt that it was not a good idea here. The confrontation between the two Mortarians was a bit too sharp.

But when compared to being groped by another Slaanesh version of myself, it was all bearable. It was uphill, bright, and acceptable.

Sure enough, as Mortarion sat back down, the Desire [Angron] immediately got close to him——

Mortarion's act of deflating the first rebel shocked and attracted the sexual interest of the lustful man.

Angron's heart suddenly rose to his throat. He watched Mortarion being touched by his other self on the shoulder armor, and the First Rebellion obviously wanted to let the lustful [Angron] win the battle. , also looked at Mortarion with a smile, holding a normal cocktail in his hand, and began to taste it carefully——

In an attempt to regain his lost sense of taste.

[What an interesting Mortarion - so much more interesting than the Mortarion I know. Are you as evil as the Mortarion I know? ]

Mortarion sat there, as motionless as a bug on a branch, and glanced coldly at the Desire.

Compared with when he was held in Slaanesh's hands, the current scene is child's play for Mortarion - unless Slaanesh's version of Angron is Slaanesh's version of Mortarion, Mortarion will not be worried. Half a wave.

[Yes, I am more evil than him. 】

Mortarion said calmly that he knew what he was going to say next, and he learned it from Karas. Mortarion taught Karas how to slash with a scythe, and Karas taught Mortarion how to stab with words. people.

Mortarion imagined Karas Typhon standing next to him.

[I have seen Nurgle. 】

Mortarion said something abruptly, which obviously stunned [Angron] who was caressing him.

[so……? ]

[What I mean is that if you don’t have an appearance like Nurgle, don’t humiliate yourself and try to show yourself. The most beautiful thing in our world is Nurgle. Didn’t anyone tell you before you came? 】

Mortarion said smoothly. Angron next to him opened his mouth in his mind. What is this? !

【in short,】

Mortarion said quickly,

[I know what you want to say next, but I'm sorry. I hope to reject you in advance. You look really uninteresting to me. You are a bit too ugly. If you are willing to dress yourself up, please at least try to understand something. A more advanced aesthetic, such as Nurgle, can be the Lord of Change no matter how bad it is, instead of being as ugly as it is now. 】

Mortarion nodded towards the stunned [Angron], and put down [Angron]'s hand on his shoulder armor with his hand.

【terribly sorry……】

Mortarion frowned and looked up and down at [Angron].

[But you do make people lose their desire. This is not your fault. The aesthetics here are different from yours. You should let yourself go. 】

Mortarion paused for a moment. Now, except for him, the three people at the table were stunned.

[But...I'm sorry, can you leave? Or would you like to call your other brother Vulkan? 】

? ! ! !

There was a short scream, and everyone in the hall looked at each other, watching the ecstatic [Angron] suddenly opened the door and ran out of the hall.

[laugh! ]

[Mortarion] couldn't hold it back any longer, and the wine in his mouth spurted out. He could only lower his head and cough awkwardly.