Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

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"Hey, listen, you stop for a while, and then a door will open for you, and you will leave the subspace and go to the real universe."

"Then what's the point of us fighting here for the second time?"

"I'm talking about you, not us. I will face something that you can't face, and then after I face that thing I will let my people open the portal immediately, and I will leave the subspace , until I return here with the power and army that can truly destroy the entire Demon Realm."

"It sounds like you're going to do something big, and Kaldor must accompany you."

"Kaldor? Why do you use your own name in your words? I have only heard this way of speaking from the Ogryns in our sector."

Kaldor and Qin Mo fought their way back to the deepest part of Nurgle Demon Realm for the second time, which was the mansion they had just burned.

Qin Mo didn't just return. He had been in the real universe for a long time, but Kaldo was not the same.

In Kaldor's eyes, they just burned down the room in the mansion and took away an Eldar girl. Then Qin Mo ran away, ran back in less than a second, and immediately fought back to the mansion.

This matter seemed quite confusing to Kaldor, so he could only think of two explanations.

One, Qin Mo is crazy.

Second, Qin Mo wants to do something big.

"Listen, you don't know what I'm going to face, so do as I say." Qin Mo kept slashing the demon while speaking.

Kaldor's left ear went in and out of the right ear, and there was only an expectant smile on his face.

The Gray Knight Grand Master really didn't know what Qin Mo was going to do, but if what he wanted to do was dangerous, just do it.

Kaldor had long wanted to be freed.

He did not enter the subspace by mistake, but was cursed by the demon.

Otherwise, he would have crawled out of this cesspit long ago, and would he have given Qin Mo, who was butterfly swimming in the cesspit, a chance to meet him?

"No matter what you want to do." Kaldor shook off the nearby demons, "Don't let me not be qualified to even take a look. I want to die with glory."

Qin Mo hesitated for a moment and finally nodded: "I promise, what you and I do together is the most glorious thing in the history of the entire human species."

The two nodded to each other and continued to fight among the demons.

The entire mansion is like a maze. No matter how many demons are killed and how many miles are traveled, it always seems to be spinning in circles.

Until Qin Mo noticed that golden light appeared on his chain sword.

"Your weapon flashes again?" Kaldor had seen white light on Qin Mo's Sword of the Old Woman, "What does this light mean?"

Qin Mo stared at the chain sword for a while before responding: "Anyway, I've learned a lot and won't think this sword is perfect again."

The two of them followed the guidance of the golden light. Once again they seemed to be spinning in circles, but this time they came to a large door.

When Qin Mo pushed the door open and entered, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

Guilliman had been lying down here for some time, and he had just stood up when the door was pushed open.

Mortarion, whose body had unexpectedly recovered, was standing aside.

Deep in the room, a fat green arm had just closed the door to the next room.

"Why are you here?" Qin Mo asked.

Guilliman stood up from the ground and looked back at Qin Mo.

That was definitely not the look in Guilliman's eyes. There was a layer of golden light attached to his eyes, and traces of green energy were being expelled from his body.

Mortarion looked stupid, his legs kept rubbing backwards, but he just stood there stupidly, not running with his legs.

It seems that the previous attack caused Mortarion damage that took a long time to recover, which is why he looks like this now.

The demonic original body will eventually return to its original evil and powerful form, but Qin Mo will not give him a chance.

Mortarion's essence was stripped out without any resistance and flew towards Qin Mo's body.

But Guilliman reacted first and cut Mortarion in two with the Emperor's Sword.

Part of the soul essence was burned on the spot, and the other part turned into light and disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Qin Mo understood.

The current Guilliman is not Guilliman, he is possessed by the Emperor.

This guy didn't know why he appeared in the deepest part of Nurgle's Demon Realm. He must have been almost killed by Nurgle, but the Emperor rescued his loyal heir.

And now, killing Mortarion with his own hands rather than letting him become the nourishment of a complex existence in the soul meat grinder is the last trace of tolerance the Emperor has for his rebellious son.

"Do what only you can do." Guilliman did not speak, but his voice came out.

Qin Mo glanced at the pursuing demon army behind him, looked out the window at the demon princes and demons who had just arrived at the mansion, nodded, and rushed towards the door that the fat green hand had just closed.

Kaldor also wanted to rush over, but was pinned to the ground by some force and unable to move.

Guilliman turned to face the demon host and raised the Emperor's Sword.

A flame spread across the Demon Realm of Nurgle, swallowing up countless demons and burning countless things in Nurgle's Garden.

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the other side.

Qin Mo penetrated deep into the core area of ​​Nurgle Demon Realm.

Different from what Guilliman saw, the close contact at this time allowed Qin Mo to see a physical form of Nurgle.

A huge, fat, ugly monster sitting on a throne of decay.

The blue flame burned Nurgle's back, which was constantly bleeding. It was the wound left by Tzeentch when he seized Nurgle's power and created a lose-lose situation.

"Face me directly." Qin Mo raised his sword and pointed at the being who had its back to him, "Plague pig!"

"We should talk..." Nurgle still turned his back to Qin Mo.

"There's no need to talk anymore." Qin Mo noticed something and slowly put down the chain sword.

Nurgle also noticed something. He turned around and roared angrily.

The roar of the master of Nurgle resounded throughout the realm, shaking the souls of all Nurgle's servants.

When a person walks into the core of the Demonic Realm with a weapon in hand and points it at Nurgle, but Nurgle does not dare to turn around and tries to delay it in this way, it has already been measured.

Even more than just being measured, Nurgle was marked with fear.

It did not want to fall into the predicament of being measured like one of its brothers and sisters, but it suffered more serious consequences.

Nurgle stood up from his throne, and his body instantly became as huge as a star.

However, out of fear that the cold sun would come again to reap the benefits, Nurgle only made every effort to consolidate his demonic domain instead of launching a direct attack.

When the decaying energy as vast as the universe spread, Nurgle exerted his power and taunted Qin Mo.

"You measured me, but you can do nothing!"

"If that abomination doesn't come and pick it up, I don't have to use my power to consolidate the demon realm. I can kill you and turn you into a puddle of mud right now!"

The hatred-filled Nurgle even caused the demon princes and demons outside who dared not approach the wall of fire to tremble and kneel on the ground to repent and pray to the kind father.

But Qin Mo looked at Nurgle expressionlessly.

The embodied Nurgle was more terrifying than anything Qin Mo had ever seen. It was terrifying enough to penetrate into the deepest part of a mortal soul. However, Qin Mo would privately admit that the demons of the dark gods were terrifying. At this time, he dared to look directly at Nurgle's true form.

After branding the two dark gods, Qin Mo also gained concepts attached to him.

"You can eliminate me now, after all, this is subspace."

"But it doesn't matter, you have to make a choice between destroying me first or consolidating the Demon Realm..."

Qin Mo thought for a while, and he was confused about Nurgle consolidating the Demon Realm instead of killing himself first. The scholar had opened the portal behind him, and he was ready to leave.

In Nurgle's eyes, it wasn't just facing one enemy, there was another, right in front of it.

It is the embodiment of the cold sun.

It was an extremely abominable creature in the eyes of the dark gods. He was not powerful enough to kill gods, but the gods would be burned just by looking at him.

"In the real universe, people will grow and their strength will increase. We will eventually be able to fight you to the death."

A voice echoed around Nurgle.

Qin Mo was stunned for a moment, and then continued: "We will come here again with the power of destruction and the army."

"Then it will be the day of killing the gods!"

"Then it will be the day of killing the gods!"

Nurgle was angered by these words. He wanted to immediately crush the creature in front of him that was blaspheming him, but was stopped by the fear in his heart.

It is afraid of the mark of measure that has been stamped on it, of the harm that the incarnation of the cold sun in front of it and this mortal creature may cause to it in the subsequent battle, and of the possibility that Tzeentch, Khorne, and Slaanesh will take the opportunity to invade. In the Demon Realm, these damn brothers and sisters are afraid that they will even help the cold sun and the creatures in this real universe. They are afraid that Khorne may create a battle ax that can hurt him because of the heroic behavior of the creatures in this real universe.

fear of...

In the end, Nurgle sat back and watched Qin Mo with a look of contempt before stepping into the portal.

Guilliman and Kaldor outside left the warp at the same time.