Warhammer: I don’t want to be a can of worms! ! !

Chapter 291 282. Fight? Fight!

The ear-piercing and sharp sound of metal tearing exploded in the entire room in an instant.

[What the hell are you doing? ]

The metal chain clattered, and Mortarion raised his hand. The heavy forearm armor was already stretched to the limit.

At the other end of the chain was the heavy sickle handle of the giant sickle, and at this moment, the hook of the god of death had obviously bitten his prey.

Under the hood of the god of death, the bright golden pupils were as cruel as the evil ghosts crawling out of hell, and they didn't look like human eyes at all.

[I ask you, what the hell are you doing? ! ]

The roar rose up, accompanied by the sound of the chain clashing, Mortarion pulled back the chain violently, and the armor and flesh and blood splashed with the scythe.

Coze let out a shrill scream, like some kind of large beast. He covered his wound and quickly shrank back to the corner of the wall, with a strange light in his eyes,

[That's a monster! He destroyed the future! My brother, did you see it? ! Did you see it! ]

The sharp canine teeth pressed against the pale and bloody lips,

[You don't understand! You can't see! I need. I need to kill him! ]

The next moment, Curze pounced to the other end, but Mortarion, who was well prepared, immediately raised his sickle and greeted him, with flames splashing and the heavy sickle dancing in the air with a rustling sound.

The furious Mortarion reached the extreme in an instant. He, who never valued speed, even kept up with Curze's speed. For a while, the harsh sound of metal collision was heard continuously, accompanied by Mortarion's angry shouting and Curze's desperate excuses.

Curze wanted to break through quickly, but how could Mortarion let him do so? ! Injury for injury, blood for blood!

Motarion vowed to make Curze feel pain!

From Curze entering the room to the two primarchs starting to stalemate, it was only a few moments!

For a moment, the two Primarchs began to fight fiercely. On the other side, Sevatar, who was thrown out by Curze, spit out a mouthful of blood. Although no one attacked him, the oppression just now made his brain tremble. He didn't understand, he didn't understand what their father was doing? ! Sevatar knew that Curze was troubled by nightmares and pain, but why was he so crazy? ! This was the second time! The last time was the meeting with Dorn, their Primarch tore Dorn's flesh and blood with his mouth and hands-and the legion was hidden for a long time afterwards! Sevatar's chest made a low gurgling sound, like coughing up blood, and like laughing. He didn't have much time to think and react, but he knew what he had to do. If the Night Lords, if Curze still wanted to survive in the Empire. He concealed himself as much as possible, and then quickly sneaked towards the position of the Death Guard-Curze screamed in pain, [No!!! 】

The frightened beast tried to stop his offspring, but the furious god of death did not give him a chance. Mortarion could not hear anything now. He only hoped that the next blow, the next blow, could tear off enough flesh and blood.

It was difficult to approach Hades. It was very difficult. The feeling of sluggishness became stronger and stronger. Sevatar felt as if he was naked and struggling in the void.

In the end, Sevatar seemed to have entered the endless darkness. His eyes could see the light, but he could not feel anything.

Relying on his feelings, he struggled and crawled towards Hades in chaos-

The sense of oppression suddenly disappeared, and the dazzling light flooded into his mind. Sevatar lost control for a moment. He blinked blankly and heard Hades seemed to be talking to himself calmly.

This death guard didn't seem to notice him at all.

"Garo. Take care of the legion."

Sevata instantly realized that Hades was communicating with the Death Guard. He suddenly realized that the Night Lords should also be alert, so he rushed over to try to stop Hades' bleeding while trying to open the Night Lords' channel.

The radio waves could not be sent out!

Hades glanced at Sevata, and Sevata saw the figure of a deep-sea monster swimming under the calm sea surface.

"Don't try, I blocked all communications."

Hades said indifferently, as if everything here had nothing to do with him. Sevata knew that this was a sign of imminent suspended animation, but Hades' pulse told him that he was trying to fight this process.

Sevata pursed his dry lips, "I have adrenaline, tranquilizers and sleeping pills here."

"The first two."

Sevata trembled and injected Hades with medicine in a bloody mess. The Primarch's screams and roars continued. He urgently completed first aid, but his brain gradually went blank.

He really, really didn't know what to do.

He turned his head again to look at Hades' face. Hades was quite calm, but Sevatar felt that this mask was about to break.

". What should I do now?"

Sevatar spoke subconsciously, but he felt stupid in an instant. How could he trust this dying man whose brain had already begun to coma?

"Excuse me," Hades said lazily, "Stop Horus, at least fifty meters away from here."

Sevatar was stunned,

"What are you going to do?"

"This is an order."

Hades stared at Sevatar expressionlessly, his eyes did not blink, like a machine,

"Otherwise you can enjoy the death of three primarchs today."

Sevatar swallowed his saliva, Hades, he is here, what is he talking about? !

But he felt that Hades was not lying to him. Sevita realized that the void just now was related to Hades. He didn't know what it was, but, but -

Sevatar was about to collapse, and Curze's yelling and madness were the last straw that weighed on the Crow Prince's sanity.

He stood up haphazardly, said sorry to Hades in a low voice, and then quickly left the room as if fleeing.

Hades calmly listened to the sound of Sevatar's footsteps moving away. In the communication just now, Garro's shout seemed to still be echoing in his ears.

Mortarion was still fighting with Curze, but it was obvious that Mortarion was at a disadvantage. Curze was the assassin-type Primarch with full kill points for the first time, while Mortarion was the backward-haired Primarch. Hades knew that Mortarion could hardly hold on any longer——

Curze successfully closed the distance between him and Mortarion. He was like some kind of flexible reptile, wrapped around Mortarion, constantly attacking this huge enemy with his fangs and claws. , and Mortarion's scythe became pale and feeble at this moment, and the Death Lord was forced to fight with the scythe in anger.

【my brother! You can't destroy the future! 】

【Who is your brother? 】

Mortarion howled in annoyance, and he tried to tear apart Curze wrapped around him with his hands, but the Lord of the Night was as nimble as a fast-moving insect. After realizing that Mortarion was not good at super After fighting at close range, Curze decisively pestered Mortarion in a crazy posture——

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"Sir, you can't go there."

Sevatar stood silently in the corridors of the Vengeful Spirits, facing the wrath of a primarch.

The Wolf Shepherd lost his rare grace, and he was roaring something loudly at Sevatar——

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Hades looked at the ceiling calmly. He could hear the yelling and cursing of the two original bodies, the sound of tearing metal, the sound of gunshots, and the wails of pain. He only felt that they were noisy.

But these voices, the two mad Primarchs, also scared the crowd away.

He felt the people evacuate in panic, and the only one who wanted to come in a hurry, Horus and his party, were stopped.

The ceiling stared back at Hades calmly.

"All right."

Hades grunted, the hidden madness and suppressed anger gradually coloring his calm voice,

"Now,"

Hades said,

"Kneel down."

-The Black Domain Expands-

A violent collision suddenly sounded, and Mortarion and Curze twisted and collapsed to the ground at the same time. They screamed and struggled on the ground like two fish that suddenly left the water, making painful breathing sounds.

Horus was suddenly startled. The original body and his descendants were still trying to stand on the spot. They looked in amazement at the other people in their line of sight who suddenly knelt down as if their threads were broken.

A huge, overwhelming sense of oppression spread layer by layer, and those who had no time to escape felt a sense of weakness and exhaustion at the same time. They held on to the wall, trembling and squatting down, not understanding why their bodies were suddenly unable to exert force.

Curze was covering his eyes and screaming. He was no longer trying to struggle to kill Hades. He was trying to escape. He was struggling and crawling to try to leave this place, leaving this place that made him feel extremely desperate.

Mortarion let out a roaring laugh like a dead man, even though he was also broken like a scarecrow in the wind. He laughed, grabbed Curze's feet with his hands, and then pushed him firmly into the abyss. Drag in the direction.

On the edge of Mortarion's gas mask, drops of blood oozed, but he was still exerting force. He continued to exert force in an incredible way, even if his soul gradually lost control of his flesh and blood.

Kurtz screamed and tried to leave, he didn't understand! He doesn't understand this kind of existence? ! Why does such a being appear in the Legion? The clear vision is blocked and cannot see the future clearly! Why hasn't such a being been hanged yet? !

He didn't kill it in time and now it explodes and they all die? ! Curze, Mortarion, Horus, and Sai, Horus's ships will also be destroyed!

But the struggle between the two original bodies seemed to end here, as if the fierce fighting of children became boring in an instant, and they had no strength.

"It's so noisy."

Hoarse words suddenly sounded in the chaos, and the next moment, the two original bodies stopped struggling at the same time.

The world is quiet.

Time seems to stop.

Pluto closed his eyes in satisfaction, and the darkness began to ebb.

As if a century had passed, Mortarion's fingers moved, and Curze coughed out a strangled breath again.

Mortarion stood up like a zombie, not like he was standing, but like he was leaning on his knees. He tremblingly held his giant scythe of Nirvana, and the scythe drew fire on the ground. Draw out the neighing sound.

Mortarion's eyes were full of madness, and his eyes were so bright that they seemed to be burning, but the world was still large and blurry blocks of color in his eyes.

He smiled hoarsely. He didn't understand, but he could still bring death.

Then he raised his sickle——

The next moment, a man made of white and gold suddenly rushed into the sight, and Mortarion was quickly thrown to the ground.

【calm--! All calm down! ! ! ! 】

The broken voice of Horus sounded.

But none of the three unconscious people in the room could hear his desperate words.

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It’s so noisy. Why are they arguing again?

Hades frowned dissatisfied.

His consciousness vaguely emerged from the darkness. A little light came in, and he saw the familiar bone-white color.

Oh, it's the Endurance.

So Hades silently put away the idea of ​​releasing the dark realm and prepared to return to the darkness.

He is sleepy.

【Hades? ! Hades! ! ! Hades! ! ! ! 】

Someone kept calling him from the horizon. It was so noisy. Hades opened his eyes again. Stop making noise. Where are you making noise with your mother?

Then he saw Mortarion whose face was covered in blood. The Lord of Death seemed to have just stopped the bleeding from his seven orifices, although it was still leaking out.

[Hades, Hades. 】

Mortarion trembled,

【Say something? Say something, don't. Hold on, hold on, we'll be in the medical room soon. 】

Mortarion watched in despair as Hades' mouth opened.

Please, Hades, stop spouting such nonsense.

Mortarion thought fragmentedly.

But this was impossible, he was Hades, and he even informed Garro of the news when he was on the verge of death.

Mortarion felt like he was breaking.

"da" Hades said softly,

What? Mortarion was stunned for a moment, and then immediately got close to Hades' face.

"beat."

Hades said,

"Mortarion."

"Hit me to death Coz."

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Terra.

Malcador was working. On the bookcase behind him, a black pottery doll patched with gold thread suddenly began to tremble violently.

"boom!"

The clay doll exploded.

Malcador turned around and saw the broken pottery doll on the ground.

The old man cursed silently.

Only that lunatic would dare to place a timed nuclear bomb next to the original body.

Great!

After reading your comments, there are too many so I won’t reply, but I have received all your suggestions...I tried to think about it...I collapsed...

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