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

Chapter 440 2.20 Mortarion decides to fight the plague war

"My lord, we are entering the Ultramar star field immediately - but my thermal sensor tells me that you are in a state of agitation."

Jin Gong bent down, and the giant metal beast bent down beside the thin old man. The gold ornaments and black stone ornaments on the red robe swayed.

Malcador opened his eyes that had been closed and seemed to be in a false sleep.

Under his deep eyes, Malcador glanced at Sage Jin like an eagle.

Jin was unmoved.

After a long time, Macado sighed deeply.

"He...he told me what happened to Cartier in the end."

King's pilot light flashed manically for a moment, and he said calmly,

"My lord, I don't understand what you mean."

Malcador paused, feeling the bumps of the ship as it sailed, and he remembered the scene he had just seen through the chaos of subspace.

Malcador staggered suddenly, holding the scepter tightly to support himself.

"...Maybe I should be nicer to him."

The old man whispered to himself softly, but then chuckled,

"No... I should probably push harder at the end."

Malcador stood up, feeling the huge psychic impact coming from the Emperor when the Star Torch was extinguished and the impact came.

He was convinced that something had attacked the Webway, but now that he had left the solar system, Malcador was not sure what it was, nor the extent of the damage to the Webway.

But judging from the feedback level of the Lord of Humanity’s spiritual energy...

...This is at least better than originally expected.

Malcador smiled bitterly. As for the Lord of Humanity, his old bones were of little use.

The Lord of Mankind will take care of it. The Custodes and the Imperial Fists are on Terra at the moment, and under the Emperor's orders, the Salamanders have also begun to return to the defense and participate in the defense of the Webway under the Imperial Palace.

Malcador smiled bitterly. He really shouldn't hide in Terra anymore. Before that, the Imperial Regent had always hidden under the Emperor's light.

This always makes people forget that Malcador is also a bright human star.

Malcador sighed again, his friend Hades had already rushed to his battlefield without fear, and it was time for his old bones to play with their lives.

But... before that, Malcador thought. He looked at the shining dot on the star map - Macragge. Their ship was already very close to there.

The old man frowned - not just because he was troubled by having to explain Hades' situation to the Primarch there.

What's more, he felt an uneasy atmosphere in that star field——

...Some kind of being has locked onto Mortarion.

Malcador hid his darkened gaze under his hood.

Things might be more troublesome than he thought.

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Mortarion strode along the streets of Macragge, and he saw the faintly moving heads in those streets.

Guilliman's second-in-command, Gage caught up with Mortarion. Even though the original body did not start running, Gage still had to trot to keep up with Mortarion.

"My lord, you wish to be granted temporary general security for Macragge."

[It is the temporary highest authority, including permission to start a war, full alert, area blockade, and material mobilization. 】

Gage's voice stopped, but after a moment, his serious voice sounded again,

"My lord, due to the entrustment of Lord Robert Guilliman, it is difficult for me to hand over these permissions to you."

The tall, thin, pale giant glanced at Gage casually. Gage was sure that at that moment, he felt the presence of some kind of murderous intent. That feeling gently brushed the back of his neck, making his hair stand on end.

[Good-hearted, responsible, Robert Guilliman's little commander,]

Mortarion said,

[I will only emphasize once that I am here to save the lives of most people and to prevent humans from falling into the hands of subspace as much as possible. 】

[I am not interested in the glory of war, political correctness, correctness of human rights... and other things that have nothing to do with life and materials. 】

Mortarion's hoarse voice was like the scales of a poisonous snake streaking across Macragge's stone path. The poisonous snake stabbed out its core, snaked up Gage's legs, and wrapped around his neck.

[I'm not interested in Macragge. 】

Mortarion said,

[But Macragge cannot fall. 】

[Do you understand now, Commander of Guilliman? 】

Gage swallowed. The Primarch was pressing him, and he knew it.

The leader of the first station was thinking, he was weighing it like a standard extreme warrior, and finally, he spoke,

"My lord, the Ultramarines will assist the Death Guard in this battle, but you must give us a reasonable reason - we need to weigh the risks."

Mortarion let out a sneer, about to laugh——

The Lord of Death stopped.

Gage, who was chasing him, suddenly took a step forward. He wanted to ask the Lord of Death what happened, but saw Mortarion slowly raised his head and looked at the sky.

[…It’s not just here. 】

Mortarion stretched out his hand, motioning for Gage to hand him the command pad in his hand.

Gage handed it over, and the Primarch opened the star map and circled the first fallen world.

Mortarion then opened Macragge's map and skillfully circled key hubs and streets.

The Lord of Death raised the command board to his side and let go. The command board fell from his fingertips. Gage hurriedly caught it.

[Four minutes... no, three minutes later, you will receive news of the fall of Yax. 】

Mortarion hissed under his gas mask, completely ignoring the shocked Gage, and continued to speak calmly,

[Garrison troops in the streets and hubs I circled, and tell the mechanical mages to inspect Macragge's water circulation system and call out the pharmacists. 】

Gage glanced briefly at the primarch's handwriting.

"You mean—plague?!"

The Lord of Death laughed,

[It would be nice if it was just a plague. 】

Mortarion said,

[Now, everyone is under lockdown. If your Macraggeans still want to escape, the Death Guard would not mind providing some non-lethal gas bombs - only one is needed, and the entire main road will be destroyed in the next few days. It will be unfit for any carbon-based organisms to breathe for a week. 】

Mortarion looked up again, thick clouds gathering in the sky.

It's going to rain.

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Severn felt very sad.

Even though he successfully became an immigrant to Macragge, the fear in his heart still did not dissipate.

A huge hole was eating away at him.

He felt uneasy, he felt scared, he felt unaccustomed to Macragge, where there were so many people and the world was moving so fast, he felt incredible.

It shouldn't be like this.

Severn thought, and he remembered his home planet Yax, the calm and peaceful agricultural world, where nothing would change, and the world reached eternity in the cycle of crops.

He subconsciously scratched the scars on the back of his head. They felt like heavy berries about to ripen.

God's whisper echoed in his ears. He sat up from the hospital bed and walked nervously to the stairwell of the hospital. He was going to the third underground floor.

There he met the six remaining men.

"Relax."

Ratton muttered.

Great!