Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

One after another, the red pirates fell miserably to death.

Guilliman's body is very large and strong but surprisingly agile.

The weapon attached to the Fist of Dominance can always accurately explode the head of every enemy.

The Fist of Dominance can always be swung at a tricky angle, causing the enemy to be smashed along with the weapon and armor.

Nothing can withstand the enraged Primarch.

What's more, the original body is accompanied by the Glory Guard composed of the elites of the five hundred worlds of Ultramar, as well as the two giants of the Death Army, Efreni and Thousand Faces.

The speed at which Guilliman approaches Carlos depends on his forward speed, and whether it is a Chaos Egg or something else, it cannot even stop Guilliman for one second.

Even while fighting, Guilliman was able to place Celestine and Greyfax on the battlefield where his side was most disadvantaged.

Carlos gradually placed more friendly troops in front of him, getting further and further away from Guilliman.

The mortals corrupted by Kalos chanted incantations while fighting, and a small-scale ritual was gradually taking shape within Macragge's Glory.

"Carlos!" Guilliman smashed the heads of three Red Pirate Terminators at the same time and roared angrily at the Almighty Lord.

This roar broke the courage of even the weak-minded, and a handful of Space Marines and a large number of mortals began to flee, trying to get as far away from the Primarch as possible.

The only remaining step in the gang-hopping war was to deal with Guilliman, but the losses in the battle were increasing. Huron, who was watching the battle in the Blackstone Fortress of the New Badab, could not sit still. Carlos completely regarded his people as Bait used.

"How many sacrifices must be made to take down Guilliman!" Huron stood up from the throne and shouted at his wizard.

The sound heard by the wizard reached Carlos's ears, which was his way of contacting Huron.

"We don't need to make any sacrifices." Carlos' words were still so contradictory. "These sacrifices are foreseeable and acceptable. What do you think we are dealing with? That's a original body."

Without Carlos's reminder, Huron also knew that he was dealing with the original body, but he did not expect that the original body's combat power was so amazing that even though his own people were the main attacker, they were chopped up by Guilliman. It was slaughtered as easily as the vegetables.

The central passage does not look like a battlefield, but more like an execution ground prepared for the Red Pirates war gang.

"You can't deal with him and why are you provoking him? If you had said so earlier, I wouldn't have sent anyone to die with you!" Huron roared.

"The combat power of the original body is amazingly powerful, but every original body has weaknesses." Carlos began to wave the Staff of Tomorrow, and the vortex composed of space energy gathered and rotated around the Staff of Tomorrow, and slowly spread outward.

"In a contest of skill and force, no one but another Primarch can hold Guilliman down."

"But before psychic powers, Guilliman is as fragile as an egg."

Carlos continued to work on his spell.

Gradually some Ultramarines stopped during the battle, covered their eyes, screamed and roared, and their souls were sucked away, but this was just collateral damage from a subspace spell.

When Guilliman moved forward a total of ninety-nine steps and killed ninety-nine people...He was here, in front of Carlos...After these strange conditions were met, the subspace magic brewed by Carlos was released.

The environment around the central passage began to distort, crystals "rushed" like sea water, and the originally boxy equipment or statues began to distort irregularly.

Eventually eight Daemons of Tzeentch were summoned to the Maelstrom and arrived aboard Macragge's Glory.

Counting Carlos himself, there are nine great demons in total.

The demons stood at nine corners around Guilliman, and their angles and orientations were all strict nines.

When Guilliman's Hand of Dominance suddenly fired and the weapon's remaining ammunition showed nine, he suddenly had a bad feeling.

Immediately afterwards, a stream of spiritual energy surged toward Guilliman from each of the great demons, transforming into physical chains and binding Guilliman's limbs and neck.

The chains were tightening, the Armor of Destiny rattled, and Guilliman couldn't even breathe.

"Why are you resisting your essence? You are not so passive." Carlos approached Guilliman on crutches. It easily passed through the swords swung by Evrené and Thousand Faces, and passed through the genetic guards of the guard. A power sword that was swung out in anger by the predicament faced by his father.

Guilliman tried to use the Hand of Dominance to shoot Carlos, but the chains tightened as he tried.

The physical suffering was insignificant to the Primarch, but the chains burned even Guilliman's heart and soul, causing him to suffer as never before.

"Put down your weapons, or I'll kill him." Carlos's voice reached the ears of everyone present.

It didn't seem to be looking at anyone when it spoke, but it seemed to be looking at anyone.

The Honor Guard hesitated and began to think of a series of plans to help the Gene Father get out of his predicament.

Carlos tapped the ground lightly with the Staff of Tomorrow. The chains that bound Guilliman tightened, and painful groans came from the Armor of Destiny.

The sons of the Primarch felt their hearts twisting as they heard the groans of their Gene-Father.

This simple act proved that Carlos had the ability to kill Guilliman instantly, so the Ultramarines threw their weapons to the ground without hesitation.

Thousand Faces didn't care about Guilliman's life or death. He wanted to continue fighting, but was held back by Evrene.

There was no choice but to put down their weapons.

It was not just those on the central channel who also laid down their weapons, but also the Ultramarines on other battlefields on the battleship and those on Guilliman's side.

Celestine folded her wings and planted her sword on the ground.

Greyfax put down his crossbow and rapier.

Just like all Ultramarines.

They were not on Guilliman's side, but they could see the situation on Guilliman's side. Celestine did not want Guilliman to die even more than the Ultramarines.

"Why don't you just kill him?" Huron's voice reached Carlos' ears.

"Because I can't kill him, and I don't know why." Carlos lied first, and then told the truth, "Killing him directly will not satisfy my master. I will let Guilliman endure torture that goes deep into his soul, and then he will Will succumb to torture and become corrupted... This is what my master wants."

Huron just said that he knew that servants of the dark gods like Carlos liked to do inexplicable things, just like no one knew why the Khorne demon did not immediately rush to the next battlefield after the war but instead chopped off his head... …

At least Kalos did, it captured Guilliman.

Everyone gets what they want, and Huron will not and cannot interfere with what Carlos wants to do.

"Bring them to New Badab and use your sorcery to make a prison," Huron said. "Then leave the Macragge's Glory. This flagship is now mine."