Warhammer 40k: Terra Collector

Motarion did have some kind of indescribable awe for his brother Sanguinius!

And this was one of the reasons why the Plague Prince did not immediately launch an attack on the Archangel.

"Are you Mortarion?" Sanguinius looked at the smelly piece of meat in front of him with a strange look, and his words... in addition to deep surprise, there was also a hint of disgust and disdain.

In the slightly vague memory of Archangel Sanguinius, although Mortarion, the Primarch of the Death Guard Legion, had betrayed the glory of the Golden Throne, he still did not abandon his glory as a human.

But at this moment, Sanguinius could not see any human characteristics in his brother.

There is no doubt that Mortarion has completely abandoned the glory of humanity and completely thrown his body, flesh and blood, and even soul into the filthy power of Chaos.

The Plague Prince's appearance at this moment is even more ugly than that of the Chaos Egg! In a sense, the reason why Mortarion fell into such a situation is also related to the Imperial Regent.

In the Battle of Macragge a century ago, the Imperial Regent was obstructed by the Plague Fleet before the war began.

At that time, the Plague Prince had been blinded by Nurgle's generous blessing! This despicable traitor even thought that he could easily wipe out the Imperial Regent who had the Emperor's attention.

But ideals are beautiful, but reality is often very skinny! !

Mortarion thought that his powerful power had no power to resist the golden psychic power of the Imperial Regent.

The bacteria and viruses released by the Plague Prince were burned to ashes by the blazing Emperor's Fire, and the Death Scythe wrapped by countless fungi and viruses... also completely lost its former power under the glory of the Emperor's Sword!

The blazing Emperor's Fire destroyed the unparalleled pride in Mortarion's heart, and also left a deep mark on the body of this traitor.

The golden flames lingered deep in Mortarion's body like a bone! Even the generous blessing from the Lord of Plague could not erase the glory of the Emperor's Fire in a short time.

The blazing Emperor's Fire tortured the Plague Prince all the time!

In order to completely get rid of the troubles of the Emperor's Fire and to obtain more powerful power from the God of Plague... Mortarion drank a mouthful of the solution in the Father's Crucible.

It was the embodiment of bacteria, viruses, corruption and death! !

The corrupt power surging like a tide completely destroyed the Emperor's Fire entrenched in Mortarion's body in a very short time!

But while bringing terrifying power to the Plague Prince, the solution in the Father's Crucible also brought a huge burden to Mortarion's body.

Even though Mortarion struggled with his tenacious will, he still could not escape the erosion from bacteria, viruses, plague and corruption.

Under the generous blessing of the benevolent father, the solution in the crucible did not completely destroy Mortarion...it just turned him into the ghost he is now.

And the generous blessing from the benevolent father is the excrement that Nurgle has accumulated in front of the Plague Throne for many years.

Although the three words "excrement" may not sound elegant, the excrement of a Chaos God...is a well-deserved holy object for most Chaos believers.

The benevolent father Nurgle used the piles of excrement to suppress the erosion of the virus for Mortarion!

While suppressing the erosion of the law, these excrement also penetrated into the deepest part of Mortarion's body imperceptibly! Even the soul of the Plague Prince cannot escape the pollution from the Chaos God.

So, in a sense...

Now Mortarion is a blasphemous creation made of Nurgle's excrement.

Compared to such an ugly and smelly monster, the other three followers of the Chaos God seem somewhat cute in appearance...

Mortarion has great respect for the great father Nurgle! But the insights that once belonged to humans that remain in his soul tell him that the excrement of any creature is extremely filthy.

Even the Chaos God who controls death and corruption is the same!!!

Mortarion is unwilling to mention his body that is dissatisfied with excrement! So, the Prince of Plague omitted the question about his appearance without a trace.

"Sanguinius, my dear brother!" Mortarion forced a smile on his ugly face, "This crazy galaxy belongs to the great father Nurgle! Sanguinius, I hope you can make the right choice this time!"

Mortarion showed the greatest sincerity, trying to use these few words... to drag the holy archangel Sanguinius into the quagmire of corruption.

But it is foreseeable that with just a few pale words... this betrayer obviously cannot shake the steel-like will of Archangel Sanguinius.

"I am very sure that I am walking on the right path at this moment!" Sanguinius' words are full of burning anger and cold murderous intent.

For Mortarion who betrayed the glory of the throne, Archangel Sanguinius no longer has the interest to continue talking nonsense with this betrayer! ! !

"Motarion, betraying the great Lord of Humanity is the most tragic decision in your life!" Sanguinius slowly raised the Spear of Bigong in his hand, and the burning tip of the spear pointed at the demon primarch Mortarion from a distance.

The gold flowing on the surface of the Archangel's body burst into a shining brilliance at this moment! Even Mortarion, who was hundreds of meters away from Sanguinius, felt the stinging pain from the depths of his soul at this moment.

The choice of Archangel Sanguinius made Mortarion's face completely gloomy.

"Sanguinius, my dearest brother! Believe me, one day you will regret your choice incomparably!!"

Facing the cold-faced Archangel Sanguinius, Mortarion had exhausted his last bit of patience.

This despicable betrayer squirmed his stinking body, and under the blessing of plague and virus... like a swift cannonball, he shot towards the shining Archangel Sanguinius.

The war between the two sons of the Emperor began! !

Mortarion pulled out the Death Scythe covered with fungi from his spine, which was emitting a foul smell. In front of the Spear of Bigong shining with golden light... the weapon in Mortarion's hand was as shabby as if it had just been picked up from the garbage dump.

But facing the attack from Mortarion, Archangel Sanguinius did not dare to slack off.

The fungi and viruses on the Death Scythe have been tempered by the Plague Garden! Even a Primarch who has embraced the essence of the Warp cannot be completely immune to the erosion of this virulent virus.

Sanguinius carefully dodged Mortarion's fierce attack! At the same time, he swung the Spear of Bigong in his hand, leaving a series of shining afterimages.

As far as the current situation is concerned, Archangel Sanguinius has an absolute advantage.

Although they are both Primarchs who have embraced the essence of the Warp, compared to Archangel Sanguinius who has embraced the essence on his own... the essence that Mortarion embraced with the help of his father Nurgle is just a trace of the real essence.

Sanguinius has an absolute advantage in power!

If the Archangel is given enough time, then Sanguinius can even use the Spear of Perfection in his hand... to completely kill the blasphemous Mortarion!!

But unfortunately, time does not seem to be on the side of the loyalists now!!

In a one-on-one situation, the fallen Mortarion is certainly no match for the Archangel Sanguinius.

But unfortunately, at this moment, there are still two other uninvited guests on the edge of the battlefield.

Chaos Warmaster Abaddon and the fallen Phoenix Fulgrim!!

Abaddon, blessed by the Chaos Gods and the Prince of Pleasure's followers, has enough power to shake the balance of victory or defeat in this war.

When the Chaos Warmaster and Fulgrim joined the battlefield in a roar, the Archangel Sanguinius, who had originally had the advantage, instantly fell into a disadvantage.

Facing the siege from three traitors, even the powerful Archangel could not hold out for too long!

The blasphemous Phoenix Sword burned with an ominous purple flame. Fulgrim held a long whip that exuded a joyful and decadent atmosphere and launched a turbulent attack on Archangel Sanguinius from various tricky angles.

The Death Scythe covered with plague and fungi slashed across a dazzling lake of light and pierced straight into Archangel Sanguinius's most vulnerable neck...

Under the attack of the three betrayers, the Archangel shining with a holy aura was soon covered with wounds...

The shining golden blood slowly flowed out of the wound on the Archangel's body, and slowly fell to the barren land of Cadia in the fierce wind.

The traitors had completely gambled away the Archangel's retreat route! Even the pair of white wings shining with golden light behind Sanguinius were covered with scorch marks under the burning of the Phoenix Sword...

The scene seemed to have reached a desperate situation! ! !

But even so, the holy Archangel still did not give up the idea of ​​resistance! Holding the Spear of Perfection, Sanguinius stared at the traitor who was gradually approaching him with his golden pupils full of murderous intent.

For Archangel Sanguinius, the battle situation at this moment has reached a desperate situation!!

Chaos God of War Abaddon thought that this would make Archangel Sanguinius lose his will to resist, but unfortunately... he still underestimated the purity and glory of the archangel.

Before the last bit of power was exhausted, Archangel Sanguinius stabbed the Chaos Warmaster Abaddon who was closest to him... with the most brilliant blow.

This blow, which condensed the will to kill, was even more terrifying than the sword that Sanguinius used to penetrate the armor of Chaos Warmaster Horus during the Great Crusade.

Although the Chaos Warmaster had captured the trajectory of this blow, the despicable traitor had lost the opportunity to dodge.

The golden light shining with pure breath was reflected in the filthy pupils of the Chaos Warmaster.

Chaos Warmaster Abaddon could only stare blankly at the fierce blow stabbing at him, but his body could not react at all!!

Although Mortarion and Fulgrim beside him had the opportunity to lend a helping hand to Abaddon, as mentioned before... after the fall of the fourth Chaos Warmaster Horus, the former Betrayer Alliance had already fallen apart.

Even the interior of Chaos is not a monolithic entity!!

In the past century, the Black Legion led by Abaddon received assistance from the Chaos Gods!

The Black Legion, which suddenly gained power, unscrupulously expanded its territory in the Eye of Terror, while squeezing the limited living space of other Betrayeres.

The attitude of most Betrayer Legions towards the Black Legion changed from peace at the beginning to hostility.

If Chaos Warmaster Abaddon could fall in this war, then for the other demon primarchs... it would be great news.

Mortarion and Fulgrim just stared coldly at the blow from Sanguinius, without any intention to help Chaos Warmaster Abaddon!

The Spear of Perfection, flowing with golden light, cut through the sky like a shining meteor, and then pierced directly into Abaddon's most vulnerable heart.

The Terminator Power Armor equipped on Abaddon has the blessing of the Chaos Gods. In terms of defense strength alone... it can even withstand the frontal bombardment of the Macro Cannon.

But facing the fatal blow from the Archangel, the defense that this heavy Terminator Power Armor can provide to Chaos Warmaster Abaddon... is still very limited! !

The tip of the spear shining with golden light left a deep gap on Abaddon's power armor!

The blow from Archangel Sanguinius not only destroyed Abaddon's power armor, but also left an indelible scar on the body of the betrayer.

Black blood filled with the power of chaos gushed out from the gap in the power armor, and then slowly seeped into the barren land of Cadia! !

The generous blessing from the benevolent father Nurgle tried to help Abaddon repair his injuries, but the golden power left in Abaddon's wound by Sanguinius blocked the power of Nurgle from taking effect like a thorn in the side of his bones.

The golden light not only blocked the healing of the wound, but also brought unparalleled pain to Abaddon who embraced the power of chaos.

Under the torture of pain, the illusion from ten thousand years ago quietly flowed into Abaddon's soul.

That was the magnificent time when Abaddon followed Horus to carry out the Great Crusade to practice the truth of the Empire.

In Horus' mind, besides the great Lord of Mankind, the Emperor... Archangel Sanguinius was the most respected existence.

If it were Horus at this moment, the former warmaster of the Empire would definitely not kill Archangel Sanguinius.

But unfortunately, it was not Horus who was on the battlefield at this moment! Instead, it was Chaos Warmaster Abaddon who was full of malice towards the Empire and the Primarchs.

"Damn Sanguinius!" Abaddon roared madly in the intense pain, "You are the most respected person by the Father of Genes besides the Corpse King, but today, ten thousand years later, in my eyes... you are just an enemy of the Black Legion!!"