Man in Warhammer, starting Primarch

Motarion spread his wings in the mist, flew to the top of a Gothic spire, and looked down along the spiral staircase, overlooking the battlefield full of ruins.

He carried supernatural poison mist on his body, trying to lock on to Doom, the commander of the Doom Soldier, who was behind a ruined bunker somewhere.

"Son of Dukor, it's a pity that you will die here."

When the Lord of Death whispered the sentence, the sudden war cry from the sky overwhelmed the silence here.

"Fight for the Imperial Regent! Fight for the Emperor!"

Ultramarines commander Calgar and his Honor Guard landed on the battlefield on Thunderhawks and blocked the Lord of Death.

And they were not the only ones present. The Doom Soldier's brave charge opened a smooth passage for the Imperial Legion in the heart of the Purifier.

More warriors in azure power armor broke into the heart of the factory. The moment they appeared, they fired at the demon primarch from all directions.

More than a dozen Redeemer-type dreadnoughts came out of the gap in the wall and fired fiercely at Mortarion as they moved.

The flames in their gun barrels were just like the anger in their hearts. In the previous Plague War, the wounds caused by Mortarion to the Five Hundred Worlds have not yet healed, and countless loyal warriors died at the hands of the Demon Primarch.

The Ultramarines remembered this blood feud. They were the sons of revenge, and now was the time for reckoning.

But the rage did not overwhelm Calgar's reason. The battle between the Doom Slayer and the Purifiers bought him a long time. Calgar used this time to quickly and comprehensively set up a siege.

In such a tight firepower network, even Mortarion could not escape for a while.

Doom struggled to move forward in the crowd of howling heretics. He killed every Chaos believer in front of him and took the initiative to approach Mortarion.

Except for him, the people present had no room to fight back against the Lord of Death. He could not let his fighting brothers die under the sickle.

He took the initiative to accept the heavy responsibility of confronting the Demon Primarch head-on.

The sky, which was filled with hot chemical smoke, had also turned into a fierce battlefield. The aircraft of both sides were circling and fighting above Doom's head.

Weapons collided, guns roared, and the oaths roared by the warriors gathered into a deafening harmony.

Doom's armor was covered with blood, and the Doom Soldier fighting beside him was also stained red with blood.

Every step they took forward, the heavy steel boots would make a sound of bones breaking under the feet of corpses.

The Doom Soldier rushed to the top of the slope on the ground with broken bones, and walked onto the high-rise platform where the factory iron fence had been broken. He ignored the wet chemical poison water all over the ground, and the unclean runes painted on the surface of the machinery, which symbolized death.

They continued to move forward, and when they passed a gap in the wall, Doom stood there and looked around, watching the tragic battle.

Dante also came here. He led the Blood Angel Guard to cut into the enemy's line from the north side of the battlefield, and surrounded a large group of plague zombies and death worshipers beside the huge chimney that was emitting poisonous smoke.

The swift and powerful Sons of Sanguinius were ruthlessly hunting their prey.

In the northeast of the factory, the Dark Angels' armored forces faced the Word Bearers who were chanting blasphemous scriptures. The two sides used unprecedented technological creations and blasphemous demon engines on the crumbling high-rise buildings to launch a fierce collision.

In front of Doom, the largest number of Ultramarines wearing azure armor were fighting a tit-for-tat bloody battle with the Purifiers.

Doom's eyes swept across this cruel scene, and finally looked firmly at the top of the Gothic spire, where the Ultramarines' Glory Guard were fighting Mortarion.

The fierce battle affected the edge of the factory, the outer wall collapsed, and the bricks and stones fell to the ground around the tower like a landslide.

The corridors and the destroyed columns exposed the cruel battle. The bodies of the World Purifiers and the Ultramarines were everywhere, and Doom's extraordinary vision allowed him to see the tragic scenes clearly.

These tall and heroic warriors exposed horrific wounds. They lay silently on the ground, showing a horrible death.

Some bodies even fell into the highly toxic and corrosive chemical liquid in the industrial zone. The ceramic steel armor was corroded by strong acid. Their incomplete bodies floated in the industrial tanks, like specimens soaked in cans.

A Redeemer-type dreadnought mecha with a golden sky eagle printed on it fell down. Its driver detonated it at the last moment. The violent explosion shattered the partitions between the floors, and the remaining parts fell from the broken holes in the floors, like a burning, broken-winged angel, falling powerlessly among the shattered ruins.

The burning of the war soaked every inch of the ground with blood, and every wall was covered with bloodstains.

Mortarion was inevitably hurt by such firepower, with burn marks on his body, and the flames ignited the poisonous mist on his body, and thick smoke continued to emerge with a sizzling sound.

Even in the face of such a tight encirclement, he still killed almost all the warriors who besieged him in a short time. The efforts made by the Ultramarines to exile the Lord of Death did not even slow him down.

He was like the god of death, harvesting lives on the battlefield.

The Doom Slayer increased his speed again and rushed towards the place where they fought. Doom watched with some reluctance as the death scythe of the demon primarch passed through the flag bearer of the Honor Guard.

Then the body of the Honor Guard was thrown out and fell from the top of the Gothic spire. The bright red blood of the hero stained the fallen flag.

The Ultramarines came to support, and the heavy price they paid to rescue the Doom Slayer made Doom furious.

Unable to sit back and watch friendly troops die in their place, he twisted the psychic nexus of his double-barreled shotgun, his Arkin backpack trembling, and quickly fired at Mortarion.

The Doom Slayers knew how to act without his orders. They also twisted their psychic hubs, fired collectively, and used Arkin energy gunfire to ignite red flame trails in the air.

Like a flaming snake with a thousand heads, it bit towards the Lord of Death. Although they were far apart, the accuracy of the shooting was not lost.

Mortarion, who was submerged in the red flames, let out his first roar since arriving here.

These specially made enhanced warheads can almost damage his subspace essence, shattering his armor over a large area, and the shotgun's stimulating warheads even successfully penetrated his physical form.

The flames burned in his wounds, and not even the poisonous fog could extinguish them.

There was no blood flowing from his wound, but thick smoke rose up. The severe pain caused the Death Lord to give up harvesting the lives of the Honor Guards, and instead turned to face the Doom Slayer charging towards him.

At the pace of Doom's charge, he was less than a thousand meters away. For the Doom Slayer, this distance only took more than ten seconds to pass.

But in such a short distance, there was a blue and gold figure who was faster than them. He rushed from the broken stairs on the lower floor, waving a sword that lit up with a force field, and went straight to Motali. Ann's heart.

"Calgar, be careful!" Seeing the Ultramarines commander placing himself in such a dangerous position, Doom immediately reminded the opponent loudly and pulled the trigger in his hand to cover the opponent's attack.

The enraged Daemon Primarch reacted quickly, dodging the Doom Slayer's volleys while raising his weapon to block Calgar's slashes.

When the sword collided with the Lord of Death's scythe, a shock wave shook violently. Mortarion was pushed back a few steps, while Calgar was thrown dozens of meters away and fell heavily to the factory. on the grille plate.

A huge dent was made in the grate supported by special steel. Calgar lay in the center of the dent and never got up.

When the Lord of Death's pale face grinned with an evil smile, Doom gritted his teeth unwillingly.

The Legion Commander of the Ultramarines was lying in front of the Demon Primarch at this moment, and could be harvested by him at any time.

For the Doom Slayer, the short distance of a few hundred meters has become extremely far away at this moment - this short distance now represents the life and death of a hero.

The Lord of Death raised his scythe high, and as Doom watched this scene helplessly, red flames suddenly rose quietly here, crackling the poisonous mist.

A red flame suddenly rose in the thick dark green poisonous mist, which looked out of place, but in an instant it burned away the panic in the hearts of all the loyal soldiers.

This flame is like an illusion ignited in people's hearts, and a huge imperial beacon is outlined in the void. When this majestic scene unfolds, the anger in the eyes of the proud warriors is replaced by awe and reverence. .

A majestic figure walked out of the flames. His cloak billowing like a sea of ​​blood swayed in the air waves of the flames. As soon as he appeared, he stood between Calgar and Mortarion, followed by the nuns singing hymns. Finally, they gathered around him, forming a perfect circular array.

But the appearance of these holy nuns did not attract anyone's attention. Even Doom barely noticed their existence. His eyes were involuntarily attracted to the back figure with the blood-colored cloak.

Without any rational thinking, his genes gave the answer, and his gene-seed was happily telling him the facts before him.

The tall and proud warriors instinctively knelt on the ground.

Because the owner of that back was Dukel, their genetic father and the warmaster of the empire, who stood in front of all the soldiers at the most critical moment, shielding them from the threat of death.

Doom looked at the back with excitement, but he could not suppress the guilt in his heart.

Because the arrival of the original body is just proof of his incompetence.

He had sworn to the Primarch that he would solve the dilemma of the Vigil Star. Dukel trusted him and sent a coalition of three legions and many heroes to assist.

With this powerful force, he could have dealt with any enemy, but he still ended up in the current situation.

Images flashed through Doom's mind that made him extremely remorseful - the destruction of the Vigil Star, the erection of the Black Stone Crown, Abaddon's escape from death, and the price the Ultramarines paid on their behalf.

Not far away, the Lord of Death could have executed Calgar with one blow. When he saw his brother appearing, he immediately withdrew the attack and retreated quickly.

His eyes were fixed on the Imperial Warmaster, like a poisonous snake, trying to see whether this former brother was just an illusion.

Mortarion didn't see anything. He knew how powerful Dulquer was, but he was also different from the past.

Both primarchs were taciturn by nature, and had no intention of reminiscing with the other.

When facing Dukel, Mortarion did not dare to take it lightly. He knew that he was the challenger.

After a brief confrontation, the Lord of Death took the lead in launching an attack.

As a challenger, he needs to gain the advantage of attacking first and suppress the opponent's attack rhythm. Mortarion rushed towards Durkor, scythe blade and flaming sword colliding with each other again and again, sending bright sparks flying.

The death scythe passed through at a tricky angle, but was punched back by Duker.

When the sickle blade collided with the steel glove, it was immediately bounced back by a powerful impact with red flames.

This huge force caused Mortarion's giant-like body to stumble back involuntarily.

Several spiritual nuns beside Dukel launched a fierce attack at the same time after seeing the Lord of Death's flaws.

Only then did Mortarion uneasily realize that these nuns were so similar to the Doom Slayers and also had extraordinary abilities.

The Death Scythe swept across violently, and even if the nuns immediately defended themselves, they were still inevitably knocked away.

"Back off!"

Mortarion saw Dukel's deep command, and the nuns quickly retreated and then disappeared under the cover of the flames.

He knew this was because Duker didn't want anyone to interfere in their fight.

Just like a ferocious beast does not want to share its prey with others.

Seeing the high-spirited eyes of the Imperial Warmaster, Mortarion carefully retreated and stepped away from the opponent.

Naturally, Duker would not let the other party go, and he pursued him closely.

Doom watched this scene happen not far away, and he guessed that Mortarion's retreat may be to keep Duker away from the seriously injured Calgar.

Compared to deciding the outcome between brothers, perhaps killing an Ultramarines Legion Commander would be more meaningful to the Lord of Death.

So Doom took the lead and rescued Calgar with the Doom Slayer. After some inspections, when he found that Calgar's heartbeat was still there, he finally felt relieved like a boulder falling to the ground.

The two demigods were fighting back and forth on the top of the spire. Mortarion relied on his superb martial arts to slash at his opponent with heavy chops like a violent storm.

Duker appeared to be even more confident, blocking every attack he made.

Flames and poisonous mist surrounded the two fighting men, making crackling sounds and releasing thick black smoke.

The sound of dense bolters sounded from the lower floors of the factory. When the bullets ricocheted off the surface of the Doom Slayer's armor, Doom's attention was brought back to reality from the demigod showdown in front of him.

"Dum, the Plague Army is breaking through the steel frame and trying to attack your front." The voice of the Dark Angel Grand Master Azrael came from the communication voice.

Only then did Doom completely come to his senses. He was ashamed to find that he had been so distracted when the Gene Father arrived that he had forgotten that he still had his own war to fight.

He braced himself and rushed towards the enemy below, but during the battle, he couldn't help but look towards the top of the spire where the Primarch was fighting.

He happened to see Durkor pursue him fiercely, forcing Mortarion to the edge of the platform at the top of the tower.

Dukel's offensive was as violent as ever, and every attack seemed to want to completely destroy the opponent. Under such an offensive, Mortarion, who had been arrogant just now, could only be forced to defend in embarrassment.

During the interval between attacks, Duker also looked at Doom. When their eyes met, the emotion in the original body's eyes touched Doom like a spiritual shock.

The Doom Slayer felt as if a fire was rising in his blood. Although they could not communicate directly at the moment, Doom fully understood what the Gene Father expected of him.

The battle situation at the tip of the tower changed again. Where the red flames burned, the Lord of Death no longer had a foothold. He spread his wings behind him and flew into the dense poisonous cloud high in the sky.

Duker glanced at the battlefield again, and then jumped up from the top of the tower, like an ancient chariot burning with endless fire, leaving a trail of flames in mid-air with wheels running over it.

The two Primarchs disappeared from mortal sight.

Doom walked towards the enemy who was charging towards him with a firm gaze, holding the sword of the soul above his head.

"For Dukel!" he shouted, the flames on the sword releasing a dazzling light like a supernova.

His oath aroused a chorus of support among the Doom Slayers, and then all the loyalist soldiers fighting in this huge factory issued their own shouts. The roar of mountains and tsunamis echoed on the battlefield, covering up the roar of guns and cannons. The sound lifted up the poisonous mist that had lingered on the planet’s clouds for a long time.

"For the Warmaster, for the Emperor!"