Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

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New Badab Blackstone Fortress.

Guilliman and all his companions were taken to the dungeon at the bottom of the fortress. There were no technological devices in this dungeon, only a sorcery prison set by Carlos.

Blue flames are burning around a vast space. These blue flames will not burn anyone or objects. People who are close to it will only feel that the flame is solid.

The flame itself seemed indestructible, and the world outside the flame seemed very close and yet very far away.

Guilliman was chained and tied against the wall.

A chain connected Caul's neck to Guilliman's, and the Ultramarines were tied to the appendages of Caul's massive body.

Things are looking slightly better for Celestine and Greyfax.

"I have to admit, they have a way of torturing people," Greyfax said.

The Inquisitor and the Living Saint were tied back to back, which was an added torture for Greyfax, who hated Celestine.

Perhaps it was because they looked like they were mortals, tied back to back just like other mortals.

Guilliman glanced at the Living Saint and the Inquisitor, then looked at Evrené: "I'm sorry, I..."

"Stop talking, big boy." Efreni looked helpless, "It's all because of the damn ritual. Even if you won't be captured in battle, you will be captured for 999 other reasons. To a certain extent...this is pretty good."

"Father, this is not your fault," one of the Ultramarines said.

"They are right, Son of God," Celestine agreed.

Everyone nodded.

But after saying this, everyone looked a little helpless.

The Ultramarines were reminded that this was not the first time that Genefather had taken advantage of him in battle, leaving him alone and in trouble.

If Guilliman had been able to sit on the bridge just now, he probably wouldn't have been captured by the demons smoothly.

But I have to admit that the alien named Efreni is right. Being affected by the ritual in the maelstrom, there will be no escape after all.

Everyone was silent.

Until a few words reached everyone's ears.

"Okay, old guy, get in here."

"Call me old man? Go wash your neck later and wait for me to chop off your head with the black sword."

"You better have this chance."

After a few conversations, the prison's flames disappeared, and then a black-armored Space Marine was thrown into the prison.

"It seems we are not the only ones who are so unlucky, huh?" Greyfax looked at the black-armored Space Marine and recognized that he was probably from the Black Templar.

However, this guy's outfit is a bit too fancy, with a golden crown on his head and some golden lines on his armor.

"Primarch?!"

"You are a descendant of Dorne?"

Guilliman and the black-armored warrior looked at each other.

After being stunned and stunned, the black-armored warrior saluted Guilliman as best he could under the restraints: "My name is Marius, the Emperor's Champion of the Black Templars."

"Emperor's Champion?" Celestine looked at Marius, glanced up and down, and suddenly recalled that he had seen him on Cadia.

Marius, the current Emperor's Champion of the Black Templars.

"We meet again, living saint." Marius greeted Celestine.

During the battle for the Celestial Engine in the Battle of Cartier, he and Celestine faced the enemy directly on the plain between two rows of weapon arrays.

"Why are you here?" Celestine asked.

"Alas." Marius sighed first, and then slowly told the reason why he was here.

Since the Battle of Cartier, Marius has returned to the Chapter to hunt down the traitors to the Chapter.

A week ago, he was chasing a recruit named Sefro. This recruit awakened psychic powers and betrayed the Chapter. He must die... Then on the way to pursue the recruit, he encountered a subspace storm when he was about to enter the maelstrom. When the ship When I escaped from the storm, I happened to appear at Huron's lair.

"A two-headed birdman holding a scepter captured me. I wanted to die in battle, but I couldn't even move my own arms." Marius said and looked at Guilliman, although he didn't He continued, but everyone understood that his situation at that time was similar to that of the original body.

"This is the guidance of the God Emperor!" Celestine suddenly became excited, "He guided you here."

Hearing this, Marius shook his head slightly: "I guess not, otherwise I would have brought a large group of battle brothers with me when I traveled here."

"God Emperor? My father is not a god!"

When Celestine wanted to continue speaking, Guilliman suddenly interrupted.

Celestine looked at the original body helplessly: "I don't know how to make you understand...but the God-Emperor is really a god."

"The Emperor is not a god!" Greyfax interrupted, "The Primarch is right!"

The Inquisitor was very dissatisfied with the words of the living saint. She could not slap Celestine now, so she could only push Celestine to the corner with her back.

"The bad nature of barbaric races." Qian Mian turned his head helplessly, "How did you get into a fight over a few words, under the current circumstances. Are you serious?"

"We'd better think of a way and get out first before talking about anything else," Kaur said.

Everyone fell silent again.

Even Guilliman's brain found it difficult to come up with a way to break the situation in a short time.

Everyone's weapons were taken away, including Marius' black sword.

The only good thing is that Guilliman can no longer hear the questioning from his heart, perhaps because Carlos's ritual has been completely completed.

"Those bastards!"

An Ultramarine suddenly exclaimed.

"They are desecrating the Macragge's Glory!"

Everything outside the blue flame is changing, and holes will appear from time to time, showing the scene outside the Blackstone Fortress.

In the cold void, the Glory of Macragge was towed next to the Blackstone Fortress. The Red Pirates' warships surrounded it, and a large number of transport aircraft were carrying people to the Glory of Macragge.

"The machine soul above is favored by the Ohm Messiah and will not betray the original body." Kaul withdrew his gaze.

Guilliman didn't believe what Caul said about the Ohm Messiah. He had heard about the signing of the Olympus Accords and felt that the Emperor appeared in front of the Mechanicus and then repaired the Titan to convince the Mechanicus. This was just It is a so-called miracle assisted by spiritual energy.

In Guilliman's imagination, one morning ten thousand years ago, when the sun was scorching hot on Mars, the Emperor and Markbearer Malcador flew to a secluded corner of Mars in a small boat.

Then Malcador told the Emperor what to do when he appeared, which of the Titans he had prepared in advance should be repaired, and told the Emperor that he had made a psychic rain. When you appear in front of the Mechanicum later, It must be unique...

Now let's think about how to get out.

Guilliman suppressed his inappropriate thoughts and began to concentrate on thinking about how to escape.