Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

After arranging everything, Corax and Lorgar stood together, silently waiting for the return of the demon prince named Killer.

Lorgar stood by the door holding a heavy hammer, and Corax stood facing the door menacingly.

The destroyed gate was put back together again, I don't know when.

The brains of the two original clones quickly came up with a hundred ways in less than two seconds - ways to "surprise" the killing weapon when it came in.

"I have set up the black stone trap." Luojia glanced at the strange items he had just placed on the ground, then raised his head and looked at his clone brother, "Are you sure that bastard demon prince will definitely come?"

"It's not coming, it's coming back." Corax said, "When I was killing its lackeys on the floor below, I heard it yelling orders from the command deck."

Luo Jia was relieved.

Corax's attention returned to the door.

After waiting for a moment, Lorgar suddenly felt that Corax was a little scary, because under the armor of the Thunder Warrior, he could feel the cold face.

Lorgar racked his brains and couldn't remember why Corax stood here with such hatred. He shouldn't be like this. How could he have such hatred for the demon prince named Killer? When did the two conflict with each other?

But thinking about it, Lorgar didn't want to get into trouble with Corax, so he didn't ask.

And if Lorgar could see Corax's face under the Thunder Warrior's helmet at this time, he would be glad that he remained silent.

At this time, Corax's pale face inside the helmet had an expression of gritted teeth and hatred. The memory of the demon prince named Killer Weapon flashed over and over in his mind, and each flash made him angrier.

Lorgar even heard a crunching sound - the sound of Corax gnashing his teeth.

In rage, Corax gasped, and the power claw assigned to him by Lorgar was clenched with a metallic scream. He was thinking about how he should give the killer a painful and terrifying death, so as to vent his feelings for this The hatred of the demon prince.

That damn demon prince should have died during the Great Crusade, but it has survived until now, and even put a considerable obstacle on a grand expedition of mankind.

That damn guy is the kind of villain that Corax hates the most. He is as bad as the villain in the Sector Entertainment production broadcast in the dining room of the Glorious Humanity during dinner time. He is so bad that there is no reason, and he is so bad that he will be stabbed in the stomach. It can bring out a basin of black water.

"The killing weapon... Today you will see the real killing weapon. I will cut you into pieces and crush your bones into ashes!"

Such hatred and killing intent almost made Corax tear apart the gate that had not been opened for a while, and take the initiative to fight from the Blood God Machine to the Skull Fortress, even at the risk of being besieged to death. Killing weapon banishment.

When hatred filled Corax's entire brain, he raised his head and looked around, trying to find other routes that the killer weapon might take when returning to the command deck. Then he could choose the path that would surprise the killer weapon the most, and be able to Kill that bastard on the way instead of just waiting here.

As his eyes cast upward, Corax saw a portrait of a demon.

The demon's portrait is on the blood dome directly above the head. It is a dome made of crimson metal made of blood, with a portrait of a demon engraved on it.

The demon's specific appearance cannot be described or analyzed, just like most of the grotesque creatures in the warp.

Corax thinks it is a demon because it subconsciously believes that all subspace creatures are either demons or demons, and are all demons. This word is like another name for subspace creatures.

The demon had huge wings and his skin was as pale as a dead man.

Perhaps it was the image of the devil that brought fear to Corax, or perhaps his attention was diverted from the angry thoughts over and over in his brain. He calmed down, with chills all over his body, and lowered his head to think.

"In your memories, does the demon Murderous Weapon exist?"

"What's the meaning?"

When he heard Corax's sudden question after deep thought, Lorgar didn't understand it for a moment and asked back.

"That demon prince." Corax recalled, "When I mentioned the existence of this demon prince to Lord Tyron, he thought I was testing him and telling him a story... Of course, he was not so straightforward. told me, but I could feel that’s what he thought at the time.”

Luojia looked at his clone brother and tilted his head: "So?"

"So I doubt that the demon prince named Killer should not exist at all? I mean, even if the Gray Knights have information about this demon prince, this demon prince does exist, but does it originally exist? Shouldn't it exist?" Corax said while thinking.

Luojia thought for a while and nodded slowly: "Maybe."

Seeing Lorgar agree, Corax thought again. He suddenly felt as if the murder weapon existed specifically for him, because he was the only one who had an intersection with him, at least in his memory. If he had to pick out the words, it meant that the body and the murder weapon had an intersection.

But whenever I think about it, I get inexplicably angry, and I want to peel it off, cramp it, and eat its flesh and blood.

It's like this demon prince named Murderer has some special conceptual power. As long as he is thought of, the person who thinks of him will be filled with anger.

And after carefully thinking about his memory of the murder weapon, Corax, who gradually calmed down, had to admit one thing, that is, the things this demon prince did were not enough to make him hate him to the bone. During the Great Crusade, the Raven Guard Legion conquered There are a lot of such bad bastard tyrants in the world.

This is the interior of the Skull Fortress, the interior of the giant war machine shaped by strange and vicious supernatural forces.

Anger here is very dangerous, and anger caused by thinking of someone here is even more dangerous. Although I can't tell what the danger is, the slaves of the Blood God all behave like hyperthyroidism attacks around the clock. It says it all.

After pondering carefully for a long time, Corax suddenly felt that the demon prince named Murderous Weapon might not only be a powerful enemy in his memory, an enemy that should not exist but was created. It might also be a trap or bait.

Upon realizing this, Corax calmed down.

He raised his head again and glanced at the weird demon portrait, but this time he looked up and saw no demon portrait engraved on the red dome of the command deck.

Corax was not surprised at all when he thought about where he was, and continued to stare at the gate leading to the command deck with Lorgar.

Only this time he watched calmly.

Today I was busy dealing with meat and cabbage until after five o'clock before I started writing. I was too tired, so I will update two chapters.