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

Chapter 92 Extra Story 4.3 Is Your Name Mortarion? !

Anger, outright anger, was like a tumbling wave, surging in the flagship of the No.14 Legion, darkness and sickness enveloped everything in the world.

The poisonous mist billows and moves automatically without wind, and Nurgle's psionic energy is mixed in it, corroding the souls of all creatures.

The thick yellow-green mist seemed to be liquefied, viscously brushing over everything in between, and phlegm-like droplets had already adhered to the death guard's smooth power armor.

【Mortarion】Standing in the center of the poisonous mist, his black compound eyes, like those of a fly, shone with an ominous and strange green light. The poisonous mist rolled up his broken black turbid cloak, and slowly floated in the poisonous mist.

【His】was surrounded by green psionic fluctuations, and on the strange moth wings, the lin powder was shining, and the psionic riot was completely different from the psionic explosion just now!
On the opposite side of [Mortarion], Mortarion held his scythe tightly and confronted [him], while Hades quietly used his black field to heal the plague-ridden people under the cover of Mortarion. the Death Guards,

[It seems that our conversation can no longer continue. 】

The beep of the gas mask sounded, and [Mortarion]'s hoarse but gnashing voice sounded,
[Stupid and short-sighted scumbags, idiots who can't even distinguish the facts, you who are about to die will only beg for mercy under my scythe! 】

【But I will not grant you my mercy! 】

[Mortarion] laughed suddenly, as if [he] had seen the fate of those dying, as if he had become the benevolent legion commander again, his hoarse laughter was like a dying lung cancer patient, struggling to curse For all good and healthy beings.

Not paying attention to Mortarion and Hades on the opposite side at all, [Mortarion] shifted his gaze to [his] scythe Nirvana.

A lantern-like cage creaks on the sickle of vines and flies buzzing,

[Look, my masterpiece. 】

[Mortarion] Narrowed his eyes and looked at Mortarion as if smiling, but his eyes did not fall on Mortarion, but fell further away,
[I think you will recognize him. 】

【He is our father. 】

Psychic energy erupted, and flies buzzed and circled the lantern. Under the signal of [Mortarion], the blowfly slammed into the lantern frantically, and the creatures inside were awakened. neighing and cursing in agony—

"Mortarion, my most failed experiment!!!"

"You are a loser!!! A coward!!!"

"You are the same in any world!!"

"Live on your remaining ego! Live by clinging to the past and torturing your father! That's all you can do!"

[Mortarion] is not annoyed by the cursing from the father of the weak who has heard it thousands of times,
【It took me a long time to catch his soul,】

[But the good news is that it doesn't seem to take so long to catch you. 】

【Struggle in my plague! ! !Experience the never-ending pain! ! 】

As soon as the vicious words fell, [Mortarion] raised his sickle and charged, and Mortarion, who had been prepared for a long time, immediately responded to the enemy.

The bright yellow sparks are so conspicuous in the green fog, piercing through the darkness, and the tooth-sick friction sound burst out, hitting the soul directly,
"Great idea."

Mortarion looked into [Mortarion]'s eyes, the gas mask hissed,
"Unfortunately, unlike you, I didn't kill him in the end. I already killed my adoptive father."

Mortarion smiled.

[Cowards who have never experienced real pain!What do you know? ! 】

[Motarion] Slashing directly with a scythe, a figure a few circles bigger than Mortarion shuttles through the fog, the scythe opens and closes, unpredictable.

Diseases and plagues clung to the chain blades, and an eerie purple luster shone in the mist.

Compared with [Mortarion] who has been enraged, Mortarion's reception is extremely difficult. The gap between him and the opponent is not only the actual combat experience of thousands of years, but also the gap of Nurgle's curse.

[Mortarion]'s scythe dances faster and faster——

Although Mortarion gained the upper hand in the conversation, the balance of victory in the current battle is indeed slowly tilting towards [Mortarion]! ! !

Mortarion gritted his teeth, his gas mask working hard, concentrating on engaging his alter ego.

However, [Mortarion] turned sideways, [his] wings and the sickle slapped directly towards Mortarion, seeing that Mortarion could barely block the sickle——

A gunshot, the flames are burning!
Tiny scales burned to ashes in the mist.

Regardless of his back, Mortarion directly seized this opportunity to fight back!
[The despicable villain who shot coldly. 】

【Except for your physique, you are nothing. 】

While dealing with Mortarion's scythe, [Mortarion] stared behind Mortarion.

After setting up the others, Hades stood behind, the muzzle smoke drifting away.

"Better than your curse on trash."

Hades' calm voice sounded, but the shooting in his hand did not stop, and the flames gushed out.

Mortarion's attack was matched neatly with Hades' shots.

The bullet either hit a certain place with the scythe, or shot at the weak point of [Mortarion]'s armor while the two were stuck together.

Or a blow to the face to cover for Mortarion's next attack.

For a while, the situation seemed to have reversed.

However, Hades's brain is calculating crazily. Although the situation is improving now, they are not the opponents of [Mortarion] at all.

In other words, as long as they drag on, they will lose!

What makes Hades feel uneasy is that since the Death Guard was attacked, the astronomical language for help has not been sent out!

The waves in the subspace were surging, and all those astrologers who tried to call for help were swallowed up.

Hades looked at Mortarion, of course he knew what Mortarion was thinking.

Since another [Mortarion] boarded the ship, Mortarion didn't think he could survive!

Mortarion summoned some of the Barbarusian Death Guard and ordered them to disperse among other flagships, spread out, and snipe at the enemy ships that rushed into the Death Guard.

But Hades knew that Mortarion's behavior was actually a disguised form to fight for the right to survive for the other Death Guards!
As the main ship, Endurance will attract the main firepower of the enemy. If it takes advantage of the chaos, other fleets can escape and go to the empire for help.

And not only that, in fact, just before the war, Hades received a communication from the death guard casting master Enrique.

"Hades, Lord Mortarion once ordered a large amount of Alpha explosives suitable for flagship blasting to the foundry hall."

"And the range that it can reach when it explodes completely is exactly the size of a Perseverance."

Hades was silent.

"I see."

He said.

"What do you mean?"

"The Death Guard cannot live without a Primarch."

The voice of [-]st Company Commander Barasin broke into their comm channel,

"We persuaded, and Lord Mortarion insisted on staying."

"But if all the Terran Death Guard remain, we can hold...his footsteps so that Lord Mortarion can wait for reinforcements."

"It's not a sensible decision."

Hades sighed silently, it's like this, compared to directly responding to the enemy, blocking and retreating is a sensible strategy.

In fact, at first he was still thinking about whether [he] after Mortarion and Ascension Demon would have the ability to fight, but now... the situation is very clear.

But the Primarch chose to stay and participate in his "battle of fate".

He has chosen death.

"All think tanks are on standby."

Fernando's voice sounded.

"Hades, when Lord Mortarion decides to detonate, please be sure to place the Marking Beacon of the Librarian on Mortarion's power armor."

Yes, if the other side can psychically teleport to this Endurance, then...they can do the same.

Hades really wanted to ask "Is it reliable?" After all, the waves in the subspace are extremely turbulent now, can a think tank that uses psionic energy really use short-distance teleportation without fail?

But he knows that there are some things that he can only choose to believe.

Hades chose to believe in the level of the Death Guard think tank.

"it is good"

So they didn't talk anymore.

Enrique did not say that in order to ensure the perfect detonation of the main detonation bomb, he is now leading other technical soldiers to guard the bomb. If Mortarion detonates the bomb, they will be the first wave of death guards killed.

Fernando did not speak, and the talisman array drawn by the think tank was shining. For the safety of this transmission, all the think tanks will dedicate their lives.

Barasin didn't speak either, he was nervously deploying the positions of other fleets, and currently there are no Babarusian soldiers who are qualified for this job.

So he must live, heroic death is not his,
Hades didn't speak either. They all knew that even though the teleportation of the think tank could teleport more than one Primarch, Hades' physique made it impossible for him to perform psionic teleportation, and Hades had to be the first to install the beacon. Stay away from Mortarion at all times.

He took a deep breath, still shooting at 【Mortarion】steadily.

Hades looked at the two fighting Mortarion in front of him speechlessly. It can be said that neither of them left each other alive!
After seeing the corrupt figure of the ascended demon, Mortarion has chosen to die to show his will.

Either he killed [him], or he detonated the Endurance and let them die together!
But the Death Guard chose to keep their Primarch!

Hades swallowed, this is the connection between the Primarch and their heirs, he vaguely recalled the books he had read, the stories of those Ultramarines who used their lives to buy time for Guilliman.

Now, it's the Death Guard's turn.

Time passed by, the fog was getting thicker, the display on the helmet was alarming, and the visibility was getting lower and lower.
Mortarion's movements became more and more difficult. Sweat and blood were mixed and swayed. Before he landed, he was corroded and hissed in the poisonous mist.

The armor shattered by the sickle, poisonous mist poured in frantically, and Hades was sure that he had seen pus and swelling.

Compared to Mortarion, his other self, [Mortarion], seemed much more relaxed, like a cat playing with its prey, [he] began to tease the other side with ease.

【Aren't you good at speaking just now? 】

[He] raised his eyebrows and looked at himself in a good mood.

【Why are not you talking? 】

[Mortarion] Make a slash with all your strength!
Only Mortarion's labored breathing was the answer to [him], without distraction, Mortarion felt his vision blur, and there was a constant dull pain from the wound, they clung to his spinal cord, they swam away in his blood.
Sure enough, he is still too weak
[Don't worry, I who lost my way, I am still merciful, I will accept your head and give you a merciful death. 】

[And everything about you is mine. 】

【Plague and disease will bless all this. 】

[It's a pity that you can't appreciate the scene of your heir struggling and screaming. 】

【Mortarion】With a slash easily, Mortarion was directly repelled.

Mortarion was half kneeling on the deck, breathing heavily.

He's dying.
Hades hurried forward, but it was obvious that not everything brought by the plague could be swallowed by the black domain—the damage was irreversible.

"I'm not you."

Mortarion said,
[Yeah, I am not as weak as you, and you who can only rely on mortals to defeat the enemy. 】

【You who can't protect anything. 】

[Mortarion] A relaxed voice sounded, [he] lowered his scythe, and walked step by step from the mist.

Death has come to reap life.

"I'm not you."

Mortarion murmured as if unconscious.

His hand touched the Scythe of Silence, where a button disguised as a pattern lay quietly.

"I'm not you because—"

"I will never fall!"

Mortarion pressed it.

At the same time, all Death Guard channels received a message from their Primarch,

"Thanks, sorry."

explosion!

Everything has been eclipsed.

[Mortarion] opened his eyes wide, and [his] gas mask hissed, as if cursing something.

【Mortarion】was still swinging his scythe at Mortarion in vain, however, in the dazzling explosion light, Hades turned around and rushed towards 【Mortarion】, the obituary hit directly at 【Mortarion】 Annihilation prevented [Mortarion] from further attacking!
The blue psionic energy, so weak that it could be ignored, surrounded Mortarion, whose consciousness had gradually blurred.

A huge shock reached the hall and everything was drowned in the flash.
The silent and gorgeous explosion engulfed everything, the streamlined flagship of the Endurance was snapped off, huge black and moss green fragments exploded, countless small things were rushed out of the flagship in the turbulent flow, and were ruthlessly thrown into the universe.

The other Death Guard cruisers that had been given orders earlier started up one after another, their azure blue plasma engines roaring, some ships rushed towards the enemy ships, while others quietly left the scene taking advantage of Endurance's explosion flash.

For a moment, beside the huge broken body of the Endurance, those fleets that looked like swimming fish were exchanging fire, but the small flames looked so powerless and ridiculous beside the slowly sinking mother in the background.

[Mortarion] Lift up Hades.

The condition of [Mortarion] is not very good, it can be called terrible, the beautiful and luxuriant diseases, plagues and parasites on his body are listless, the scorched wings are weakly set aside, the black The hole is very conspicuous

【I hope you play your part. 】

At the last moment, [Mortarion] used his wings to save the two directly in the shock wave.

But [Mortarion] squinted his eyes, a unique untouchable.

This will be useful.

(End of this chapter)