American Comics: My Warhammer Simulator

When——

Just when Rorschach, who had just awakened a kind of warp essence, was chopping Mortarion into pieces.

Accompanied by a sound of the Void Bell that resounded throughout the entire Yax and Nurgle Garden.

Guilliman, who was originally dying of the God's Plague, slowly raised his blond head with countless rotten wounds that were healing rapidly!

Even the extremely broken Fate Armor on his huge body quickly recovered to its original form under the dazzling golden light radiating from the inside out!

At this moment, Guilliman, whose eyes kept emitting brilliant golden light, slowly drove the Fate Armor to stand up from the ground.

The Emperor's Sword, which had been tightly held in his huge palm, also burst out with a golden flame far beyond the past!

When——

Another extremely melodious sound of the Void Bell resounded throughout the sky.

Countless trees, flowers, and Chaos Demons blessed by Nurgle couldn't help but complain and hum.

Part of the Nurgle Garden that has successfully covered Yax is fading away quickly, and the material world belonging to the physical universe is gradually returning!

And in the depths of the Nurgle Garden.

In a mysterious little black room that is extremely illusory, the kind father Nurgle, who is as big as a majestic mountain, is carefully observing all the movements in the outside world through a tightly closed window.

On her mottled body covered with countless Nurgle spirits and rotten pits, a strand of dreamlike black hair has already stood up!

When——

The entire continental plate on Yax seems to have made an extremely violent vibration sound.

A series of hideous cracks are all over the ground!

At the same time, Rorschach, who was slicing Mortarion for the thirteenth time, immediately noticed all the changes happening around him.

He quickly gathered the shadow power of his whole body and rushed towards Mortarion, who was tightly wrapped by the crow storm, again!

Puff!

The next second, Mortarion, who could not help but roar in grief and anger, was completely cut off from the waist by Rorschach's powerful blow!

Its entire lower body fell heavily on the ground.

The remaining upper body fell heavily on the shattered surface not far away under the venomous mist!

"This is impossible-"

"I have already defeated you! I am about to win!"

The incomplete Mortarion stared at Rorschach, who maintained the crow-headed human body, with a slightly crazy look, and saw Guilliman, who was shrouded in heavy golden light.

It roared at the primarchs in front with an unbelievable look!

However, at this time, Guilliman, who looked like a golden giant, held the Emperor's Sword burning with the flame of world destruction, and said in a calm tone:

"She has talked to me, brother, did you hear it?"

Guilliman's voice had just fallen.

The dazzling golden light flowing through the huge body of the Primarch seemed to be even more vigorous, and quickly illuminated every corner around.

So much so that Mortarion, who only had the upper half of his body left, had to raise a hand to cover his eyes.

"...Father?"

At this moment, the timid Mortarion was like a little boy who had committed some insignificant but unforgivable crime and had just been discovered by his parents. He asked with a trembling voice.

"If twenty-two is her left hand, then I am her right hand, brother."

"I am her great general, I am her champion of all oaths, I am the son of revenge, and I survived only because of her great power!"

As if Guilliman's will was not the only one, the golden giant slowly spoke in the direction of Mortarion.

And every time the other party spoke a complete sentence.

The surrounding ground would tremble more violently, and the illusory boundary between the world of Ax and the Garden of Nurgle would flicker constantly!

"This is impossible! You should be dead!"

Mortarion, who was in despair instantly, subconsciously let out a sharp roar.

Squeak!

However, at this moment, the mysterious little black room deep in the Garden of Nurgle slowly opened a rotten door that had never been opened before.

A great taboo that has existed for a long time seemed to slowly reveal a gloomy look full of scrutiny.

Guilliman, who was like a golden giant, did not care about the Lord of Death, whose mental state was even more depressed.

He stared at the taboo existence in the little black room, and continued to speak without any emotional fluctuations:

"You are a traitor, you destroyed everything you could have done, but you are a monster and a victim at the same time."

"Mortarion, maybe one day you can be saved, but until that moment comes, you have to go back to the master you chose!"

"No——"

At this moment, Guilliman, or the Emperor, just finished speaking.

Mortarion, whose expression suddenly twisted, couldn't help but let out a low roar full of despair.

Its huge body was pulled back by an invisible terrifying force.

It flew through the slowly receding Plague Garden, entered the small dark room of the benevolent father Nurgle, and was locked behind the rotten door!

During this period, Rorschach, who was standing aside, wanted to take the opportunity to take Mortarion's life.

But he was stopped by a cold look from Guilliman or the Emperor.

After all, judging from the other party's attitude of closing the door instantly, the current Plague God Nurgle seemed very unhappy.

At this moment, Guilliman, who looked like a golden giant, slowly raised the Emperor's Sword tightly grasped in his palm.

He stared at the Nurgle Garden still appearing on Yax, stared at the depths of the warp that was changing strangely all the time, and stared at the countless chaotic worlds used to support the Nurgle Garden.

"Listen to me--"

"I am Robert Guilliman, one of the few loyal descendants of the Emperor of Terra, the God of Plague, you are not destined to die today, but you must also know that I have remembered you, and one day I will find you and burn you to death!"

The next moment, Guilliman, who was watched by Rorschach, suddenly raised the Emperor's Sword tightly grasped in his palm.

A wisp of world-destroying flames that continued to roll up began to quickly sweep across the entire Nurgle Garden.

There was a burst of extremely angry roars and screams from the inside of the small black room with closed doors and windows, but it did not prevent the terrifying heat wave comparable to a million suns from sweeping over half of the Nurgle Garden!

"This is just a warning, Lord of Plague. The Warp and the Material World once enjoyed a balance!"

"But for a long time, you have been unscrupulous and have occupied a dominant position. But you must understand that it is not only the Warp that can expand its territory, but the Material World can also do it!"

"This realm is not a real thing. Only the will itself is a real thing, and nothing can shake my will!"

"I want you to keep this in mind, and don't forget to tell your brothers this news. All this is not my personal opinion, but comes from the will of the great human emperor!"

At this moment, Guilliman, as if possessed by the Emperor, issued a series of ultimatums to the God of Plague!