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

Chapter 519 4.37 Lorgar Aurelion? !

Luo Jia supported her head.

...Mortarion, Hades... come quickly.

He announced his location to Mortarion, calling out to Hades as best he could.

Horus was not in the command room. In order for Death and Hades to find Horus' location as soon as possible, Luojia continued to pray.

The gold threads sewn on the original body's eyes and mouth had completely broken apart, and blood like liquid gold was continuously flowing out from Luojia's eyes, ears, and mouth.

【You are your own...】

Luojia said softly, [You can't be deceived by them, Luperkar. 】

Horus, who was opposite him, smiled, with the corners of his mouth grinning at a completely abnormal angle, and arcs of electricity shot up from the Horus claws in his hands.

【I have my own measure! 】

The Warmaster roared and rushed towards Luojia. Luojia immediately retreated. He waved his scepter, and the golden ball of fire ignited and hit Horus.

Golden flames exploded on the Warmaster's armor, blooming into several fireworks. The metal on the armor's surface melted, and tears dripped down.

【You are being used! 】

Luojia roared out. In the small reception room, the distance between him and Horus was constantly shrinking, which was particularly disadvantageous for the original body who was good at long-range spellcasting.

Facing the approaching Horus, Luojia held the staff in both hands and swung it towards Horus like a stick.

The lightning claws collided with the Golden Word Staff, causing a splash of dazzling fire. The two sides facing each other looked at each other, and both saw the madness and unreasonableness in the other's eyes.

[I was being used...] Horus softly spat out these Gothic words. He stared at Luojia, his cloudy eyes alternately crazy and clear.

[Then who is using me? 】

Horus jerked his hand away, and the huge force coming from the scepter made Luojia stagger. The original Word Bearer immediately regained his footing and continued to think of Hades silently in his heart.

It made him weak - but necessary.

【Emperor? ] Horus said, his blood-red pupils stared at Luojia, the corners of his eyes twitched,

A madman, Luojia thought, a disloyal person, a selfish person, a person who casts his selfish desires on the gods.

Luo Jia shook his head, "He gave you my life, why do you resent him?" 】

Horus laughed a few times and rushed forward again. The Warmaster gave up on the Worldbreaker and persisted in tearing at his flesh and blood with his lightning claws. Luojia had to get close to fight with Horus.

The Primarch of the Word Bearers was not a man who was good at fighting. He used his psychic powers again and again to barely avoid Horus' attacks. However, as the darkness rose deep in the corridor, Lorgar's psychic abilities became more and more difficult. Hysteresis.

Luojia stared at Horus. Luojia hoped that the black domain around him could make Horus clear for a moment - even if it was just for a moment, could it erase the pain for his eldest son?

But it's no use.

Totally useless.

This shouldn't be—it shouldn't be at all, Luojia thought. His own spiritual energy had become so cold that it was difficult to rekindle it. Why was Horus still crazy?

Is the power of the false god really that strong? Or is Horus really determined to embrace lies?

No matter which hypothesis, Luo Jia felt sad.

He repelled Horus's crazy attacks again and again. The Warmaster seemed to have given up on his own defense. He didn't even care whether his next attack would put him in a desperate situation or inflict fatal injuries on himself.

On the giant ship swallowed by darkness, the eyes of the gods are slowly withdrawing, focusing on a more deadly decisive battle.

The claw winds caused by Horus' attacks became more violent each time, but Luojia felt that his power began to drain away... not only the power of the God Emperor, but also the power of chaos trapped in his body.

Another big hit! Luojia opened Horus's lightning claw, and the tip of the claw was almost touching the tip of Luojia's nose. The arc of electricity shot up, causing his face to burn.

Looking at Luojia who was wiping his face in embarrassment in front of him, Horus sneered, his eyes clear and crazy,

"You can't beat me with melee ability alone, magic stick," the Warmaster said easily, "Didn't you say that I was using the power of something else?" I think... you may be more worthy of your previous evaluation than I am. 】

Luojia was silent, and he covered his face, which was bleeding with golden blood. Horus was right, his power came from his faith and his gods.

After all, he has sacrificed all of himself,

Luo Jia shook his head calmly, his face regained a certain divinity, [Who said I was relying on the power of others? 】

The next moment, Luojia's head burned violently, the head in the flames screamed, and bright light exploded from the whole body of the original body of the Speaker! For a moment, the charred armored gods under their necks even shone with white light.

Horus immediately retreated. The Warmaster looked at Luojia, whom he despised, in astonishment. He set up a Worldbreaker defense - no, this shouldn't be the case. In an environment with such a low concentration of psychic energy, even Magnus couldn't. Unable to use such powerful psychic power!

Luo Jia, whose whole body was burning with flames, slowly floated up, making a huge crackling sound. In the fierce flames, Luo Jia's figure was almost invisible, only the dazzling light remained.

【What's going on——】

Horus stood there, looking at the light group warily, but then he realized something,

Horus pulled out his gun and shot at the ball of light. Burning bullets shot out from the other end of the ball of light and hit the wall.

Horus immediately rushed towards the light group. He saw the huge hole in the wall behind the light group, which had just been broken open by violence.

Looking around, he saw the figure at the end of the corridor running towards the stern of the ship.

[——Lorgar Aurelion! ! ! 】

Horus roared angrily, [Stop him! ! ! 】

The next moment, the explosives that had been placed on the corridor of the Vengeful Spirit exploded! Boulders and steel bars fell, hitting the running Primarch of the Word Bearers.

Horus chased after him with the Worldbreaker warhammer. When he arrived at the battlefield again, the swindler had stood up unsteadily again. Beside Luojia, there were dozens of corpses of the Sons of Horus lying down. ,

Horus could recognize every one of them.

Luojia laughed, propped himself up with his scepter, and looked at Horus with as much contempt as possible.

When facing a traitor, he should be stoned to death. If conditions do not allow, he should be spurned on with the most contemptuous attitude, so that he will know the despicability of his soul.

[Load explosives on your mothership? 】

Luojia said softly, "Is this really you, Horus?" Is the miser in my impression so generous? 】

Luojia felt the sound of the underworld waves surging behind the broken wall. In front of him, Horus, who seemed to be igniting black and red flames, was staring at him.

"It's not important anymore," Horus seemed to be saying to himself, the Worldbreaker in his hand emitted a cold light, "They all have to die - they all have to die, do you understand, Luojia?" 】

Luo Jia continued to smile indifferently, but then the smile on his lips stopped.

The attitude of Horus, the words of Horus, the game and manipulation between the false gods... the Warmaster's fleet parked on the equator of Cadia.

Luo Jia seemed to understand something.

He tried to contact Mortarion again, but the chaotic warp turbulence and radio waves eliminated all possibilities for him to communicate externally.

Rarely, Luojia, who had already made up his mind to die and return to the arms of the God Emperor, became nervous.

The only pilgrimage route was also destroyed.

Luojia raised his staff and faced the furious Horus again.

His eyes were still firm,

【bring it on. 】

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[We can make it there. 】

The original body closed his eyes. After receiving Corax's message, the advance fleet from the Second Empire of the Dark Side had already set sail.

The soldiers behind him obviously hesitated at his words, but the original body did not speak. He closed his eyes and waited for the last moment.

[They won’t go...I will go. 】

whispered the Primarch.

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