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

Chapter 432 2.12 Mortarion was thrown to the ground

On the corridor of the palace, Mortarion met Angron who was rushing out, and Guilliman who was chasing behind him.

The Lord of the Red Sand was furious, and the worry in his brows and eyes was simply materialized. He held a battle ax in his hand and carried two of his World Eater guards on his shoulders.

Without even looking at him, Angron passed by Mortarion, creating a gust of wind.

【Angron? ! 】

After chasing after the Lord of Red Sand, Guilliman's shout could be heard. The blue-helmeted giant was chasing Angron with all his strength.

Without hesitation, Mortarion turned and pursued Angron.

【Angron! 】

Mortarion's hoarse voice exploded, and he saw Angron's footsteps pause slightly for a moment, but continued to run forward.

【I have to go back to my heirs! ! 】

Angron shouted, hearing the distant roar in his ears, the power armor shattering, and the rough ax swinging.

[Angron, the nearby Ultramarines have gone to support! You don’t need to be so nervous, it may just be that the space station’s equipment is aging! This is indeed my dereliction of duty——]

Angron's eyes reflected those blasphemous scenes, piled with blood and skulls, and he felt the pain of his heir's death.

【This is not an accident! 】

Angron roared,

[That damn coward hasn’t given up yet, I feel it! It keeps looking at me! 】

Guilliman gritted his teeth. The communication channel in his ear kept ringing. The spaceport was still undergoing a secondary explosion. The flames caused by the explosion and the large pieces of building materials peeled off caused some damage to the World Eaters' warships. .

He didn't know why the World Eaters' ships didn't start moving away from that area. In the observation images sent back from the space station, the warships were lying quietly in the blazing ocean.

[I have to go back to be with them, the World Eaters cannot accept any more blood! 】

Angron shouted as he ran out of the tall building. The roaring transport plane was parked in the open space not far ahead, waiting for the order from the Lord of Red Sand.

The panting Guilliman caught up. Mortarion glanced at his side, stretched out a hand, and pulled Guilliman forward. Guilliman glanced at him gratefully.

[——Angron, this is a trap! 】

Mortarion shouted, but he was sure Angron would not listen to him now.

Still some distance away from the transport plane, Angron took the lead in throwing Kahn, who was carrying him on his shoulders, and another unlucky World Eater into the cabin.

Then the original body jumped greatly, and after a loud bang, Angron's figure also rushed into the transport plane.

The battleship shook violently and began to take off.

【Hey! 】

Guilliman stared at the battleship that took off. For a moment, Guilliman thought a lot.

The Macragge space capsule docked with the World Eaters warship exploded.

Any Primarch with a bad temper might have stabbed Guilliman once he got the news, and then immediately returned to defense.

After all, the Ultramarines are responsible for running the spaceport.

Even if this incident subsides, it will be difficult for the relationship between the Ultramarines and their legion to become closer... Now is a special period, and Guilliman does not want to lose Angron as an ally. He needs to set an example to restore the legion. relationship between them to express their apologies——

【Angron! You can't be so reckless! 】

Guilliman's voice sounded,

Mortarion looked up and saw Guilliman flying in the air.

Next to the cabin door of the transport plane that was taking off, Angron leaned out half of his body and picked up Guilliman, who had also chosen to go to the space port.

In slow motion, the two original bodies turned their heads and looked at Mortarion, who was still standing on the ground.

Guilliman's blond hair and Angron's red helmet shone in the bright sunlight of Macragge.

Vaguely, Mortarion thought Angron and Guilliman were inviting him.

? !

【Guilliman! ! Angron! ! ! ! 】

Mortarion let out a furious roar,

【This is a trap! ! ! 】

His gas mask hissed,

[Also—Macragge needs someone to guard him! 】

And this person should be Guilliman, not Mortarion!

Guilliman's hurried voice floated out from the closed hatch, with a hint of apology.

[Mortarion, I will be back soon. I will leave the official business to Gage. You can also leave——]

The roar of the transport plane obscured everything. Guilliman paused and swallowed the second half of his sentence.

He turned his head and saw Angron leaning against the wall with his arms folded in silence and solemnity, his eyes closed.

Guilliman sighed and opened the communication channel with Mortarion.

[I'll be back soon. I'm just going to command the Ultramarines. It won't be long. Mortarion - you can also go back to your fleet first, or go with us to the spaceport where the incident happened. 】

From the spaceport above Macragge, it's only a few hours' flight to Macragge.

Guilliman was determined to comfort Angron and go to the scene to direct the disaster relief.

Guilliman tilted his head, and an unpleasant whisper came from his channel. Judging from the situation, this should be the Barbarian language in which Mortarion scolded him.

Guilliman simply turned off the communication.

The transport plane disappeared completely, leaving Mortarion standing silently.

At this time, Gallo and Vox, who had barely caught up with the original body, arrived at the scene.

Then they saw Mortarion, who was so angry that his hand holding the scythe trembled slightly.

[The situation on the fleet side, Vox. 】

Mortarion asked suddenly. Vox stood at attention and answered,

[Sir, the aftermath of the spaceport explosion has interfered with communications. We are currently unable to contact the fleet, but before the explosion, everything in the fleet was normal and on alert at the highest level. 】

Vaux paused for a moment;

[Sir, do you want to go back? I have notified the Storm Birds of the Death Guard that the battleship will arrive in thirty seconds. 】

Mortarion took a deep look at the tiny dot in the sky.

He turned around suddenly and walked back to the palace,

【No,】

Mortarion said,

[Someone has to stay here now. 】

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【Macragge First Hospital】

A noisy crowd crowded at the door of the Cardiovascular and Cerebrovascular Department. The nurse hurriedly called the patient. The patient who was called squeezed through the crowd and entered the consulting room with difficulty.

"So many people are getting sick this year."

The nurse was talking quietly to another nurse, and the hospital had opened multiple emergency channels for this purpose.

She lowered her voice,

"I heard from Dr. Alder that the symptoms of the people who got sick this time are very similar to those of the crazy psykers back then."

The nurse who listened to her immediately covered her mouth.

"Don't talk nonsense! The adults will protect us and everything will be fine."

She glanced at the Ultramarines who were maintaining order in the crowd not far away.

The little nurse took off her friend's hand,

"I was just talking casually! Everyone said that, and I've heard even scarier things -"

The light at the door went out and the nurse immediately stopped talking. She called the next patient's name.

"Next, Severn!"

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