Warhammer: I don't want to be a stinky can! ! !

Chapter 90 Extra Story 4.1 Your name is Mortarion? !

Forewarning: The story of the two death guards in the line of this book and the line of ascending magic in the original book met and started a war.

Practicing pens, scribbling in fleet wars, subscribing carefully, without logic.The main character's combat power is lost.Pure side story, not involving the main line, longer story.
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These are dark times, the Primarch is gone, and mortals struggle to establish faith in the False Emperor.

Nothingness, half-dream and half-awake, with a vague illness wrapping him.

He is like a plant, slowly growing in the dark observation deck garden of the Reaper's Scythe.

Moss and corpse fluid surrounded him, and none of the chattering little ones whose shrill laughter he hated.

Like him, his sons also fell asleep, sleeping in this never-ending dream, letting the Death Scythe carry them away into the distance.

The warm lights came on slowly, the hull oscillated slightly, and the warm wind from the subspace brushed the thin scales on his wings.

Mortarion opened his eyes reluctantly, and above the stillness at the height of a communication pole, the lantern that imprisoned Nacre's soul shook and screamed.

"Leave me alone, Mortarion! Kill me! Kill me!!"

His father's wailing, which made Mortarion feel better. He waved his hand, and the viewing glass covered in muddy mucus became transparent, allowing him to see the next target of Death.

Sow paternal kindness to mortals.

However, on the other side of the glass, the slowly floating fleet—

[Mortarion] opened his eyes wide, the white mucus blurred his vision, Endurance, that is Endurance!

Still intact. Not mutilated. Pure.
A trace of pus overflowed from the gap in his breathing mask, coughing and dying, struggling to breathe, how is it possible, how is it possible? !
"attack."

[Mortarion] murmured.

"The whole team is hidden, and the communication signals are completely covered,"

Father. Let us hide in death.
"All the fleet immediately surrounded the Death Scythe, and the fourth knight, my dead daughter, stood on the bow of the Death Scythe alternately."

"[Vox], lead your silent group leader, and follow me to the frontmost battleship."

Was this a gift from his loving father?Or is he still dreaming?
The light cruisers on the outskirts of the fleet are the first to spot the enemy.

But it was too late, the triangular cone-shaped fully accelerated fleet appeared from the void like a ghost, directly tearing apart the fleet.

The roar of the plasma engine roared in the universe, the luster of the metal was swallowed by the slime, and the thick and extremely accelerated corrupted flagship suddenly appeared in the radar field of view!

The Death Guard warships on the outermost side reacted quickly, and countless torpedoes aimed at the target, burst into bloom, and lit up the starry sky.

The nova cannon deployed in advance on the periphery of the fleet also ignited raging anger, tearing the sky apart.

The enemy ship was blasted, fragments splashed everywhere, large pieces of wreckage turned into burning meteorites, and the sprayed, unheard-of liquid mist directly confused the entire space!

The swift and fierce firepower of the Death Guard that came into contact with the enemy only destroyed the cruiser on the outermost layer of the enemy fleet, while the Fourth Knight, which was in the center of the fleet, continued to accelerate instead, with its extremely pointed bow pointing directly at its target——

Slowly floating, the sidestring of the Endurance.

[Mortarion] stood in the middle of the altar, his death shrouds were standing around him, and he felt that he felt that stupid and ignorant soul.

Death, let me be kind to myself.

Mortarion stood in the command room, furious.

Are those cruisers patrolling around the Endurance all decorations? !
The sudden appearance of a special enemy ship, the familiar flagship structure, and the ominous premonition began to loom.

The pale green vegetation that clings to the enemy ships, densely covered with slime
The vision in the illusion reappears
The enemy fleet is still accelerating, there is no time--

The top priority must be the Endurance,

"Endurance, turn around and show the enemy with the bow."

"Maximum void shield, gravity field."

It was too late to accelerate.

"The fleet gathers, the Final Yan and my dead daughter move to the route of the enemy's attack, face the enemy in a sinusoidal manner, the maximum power of the void shield, and the maximum power of the engine."

"Cruiser, charge to the opposite side."

Since the opponent chooses to use the idea of ​​abandoning the outer ships to ensure the attack, then, similarly, he can also choose to abandon his ships.

[Mortarion] smiled, me in the past, are you still using such an old method?

A straight and dazzling explosion exploded in the densely packed fleet, shattering countless hulls, but it also successfully slowed down the sharp spear that pierced the death guard's heart.

however--

"The distance is enough."

[Mortarion] murmured.

Even if there is a disparity in strength, it doesn't matter, plague and disease, the Death Guard will choose the master they want to follow.

Psychic energy exploded!

In the empty hall, there was only a sudden drop in temperature and frost.

Green and flesh, like a tumor, spread in the corridor of the lower cabin of the Endurance.

The lights went out one by one, and the last hum echoed in the corridor.

The mist began to fill.

No one is immune.

The mortal crew fell to the ground retching, and then turned into flesh and blood growing in the corridor.

A light shines in the mist, and an eerie green shines through the mist.

He saw it.

Every step he took, [Mortarion] could see the different past that belonged to him.

Hades?

Ridiculous, downright ridiculous.

A shriveled smile cracked beneath the mask.

Do you think anyone would trust you?
Do you think you can trust others?

No one really wants to be by your side, Mortarion, you don't deserve to be chosen.

All but the loving father have deserted you.

They only desire your power, they only desire your wealth, betrayal is your inherent tragedy, the more you trust, the more painful it will be.

[Carastyphon], he chewed on the name, but his [Calastephon] was not Callastephon now, he became Typhons, and after betraying [Mortarion] he gained received his reward.

After betraying him!
After sacrificing him and his legion!

O Mortarion!
Even [Karas] will turn his back on you, what are you expecting!
Weak guy.

It's just another traitor.

He'll betray you, I swear.

[Mortarion] will catch the next traitor, and let the other one taste the poison called betrayal himself.

The bell rang, echoing long in the darkness at the bottom of the Endurance, and the plague came with him.

Mortarion clenched the Silence, the tall Primarch standing in the widest hall of the Endurance, behind him, countless Terran veterans in their battle armor.

In the area that was blown up in advance to prevent the opponent from advancing, the flames were burning.

He.saw.it was——

[future]
The plague-ravaged body, the cursed and swollen whitish body, mucus seeping from the gaps in the power armor, and the strange tattered wings protruding from behind itself.

That is, himself?

The fallen self?
Mortarion felt his chest begin to tighten, a faint stench seemed to permeate the air, and the dead touch of the scythe began to fade away.
"Mortarion?"

"Mortarion, we can still escape by taking a light cruiser now, right?"

The familiar voice and the still strange suggestion pulled back Mortarion's thoughts.

He took a deep breath,

"No, it's fate. I realized that we will have a battle."

Wearing Terminator Armor, Hades blinked in the death shroud now, so is it too late for him to run now?

However, an unwarranted malice stared at him.

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