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

Chapter 537 4.55 Annihilation

Mortarion wants to kill Horus.

He's going to kill Horus!

Inside the broken window, three people struggled together, and Conrad let out a shrill laugh. The chain stretched out from the subspace had almost materialized, tying his neck, pulling him hard, trying to make him retreat. shadow.

Outside the window, the ripples of the supreme sky spread layer by layer, and strange and bright waves washed over the fleet. The corpses of the ships swayed in the subspace turbulence. If any of them glanced outside the window, they would immediately realize the Warmaster's fleet. They are retreating.

But the original bodies fighting together could no longer distinguish so much. The giant scythe slashed across the ground and slashed through Horus's abdomen. Black blood splashed out. Horus laughed, and together with the chains that locked Curze , violently kicked away Conrad who was biting him.

The Warmaster stood up, waved his lightning claw, and stopped Mortarion's scythe.

He has already won! He is the one who really takes advantage of Chaos. Look at Conrad and the inhuman Mortarion who are about to be dragged into hell! Horus' eyes reflected the burning Cadia. The uppermost atmosphere of the planet had already been ignited. In less than five seconds, the flames would reach the surface!

He even became nervous, what if Khan succeeded in taking away the monster? But no, no! From beginning to end, there was no news of the battleship successfully leaving Cadia.

As long as that monster self-destructs - the waterway will be cut off, and he can stop the attack from the dark side of the Empire for the Emperor!

And the rebels who came to support will turn into nothing - Guilliman, Angron, Malcador... He finally killed them!

After everything is over, Terra, who retains the Custodes and the Imperial Fists, will once again become the strongest faction in the Empire.

——Everything, everything is over!

Horus laughed. He saw Konrad, who had been knocked away by him, being dragged by the chain around his neck, with blood spurting out of his mouth, flying towards the darkness. He saw Mortarion raising his scythe, regardless of any defense. The ground smashed toward his head, and he saw the burning Cadia, and he saw the battlefield with waves pouring into the sky - Horus's pupils tightened, and he saw the gods who had given him strength.

Then, then——

He saw the sun that he had longed for.

Why did you come now, father?

Horus's eyes reflected golden light, and he saw Mortarion in front of him covered with a faint layer of shining gold, but he...but he didn't? !

Why? ! Why, did he do something wrong, no! No no no no!

[——Get the fuck out of here! 】

Mortarion cursed at the top of his lungs, [Immortal old man! Get off me! ! ! 】

He felt controlled - something Mortarion was already familiar with, from Nak'rai to Nurgle - his so-called "fathers" always liked this!

Mortarion wields his scythe, but why do his so-called "fathers" always try to mess with him? He's had enough! He's had enough! !

He's killing traitors! Why not let him continue? !

The scythe in his hand drew a full moon in the air, and slashed at Horus, who was obviously panicked. Horus received the blow in embarrassment. The Wolf Shepherd shouted and moved towards Mortarion's back, cried out in despair,

[Please listen to my explanation—no, I just—]

A fiery golden circle reflected Horus leaning on the bulkhead, his pupils trembling as he stared at the scenery behind Mortarion. The shadow of the Pale Lord blocked the light that shone on Horus, and the light shone on Horus. For three seconds, Mortarion raised his scythe again.

He would not listen to Horus' explanation, Mortarion sneered, that arrogant fellow - he would never sacrifice an ounce of "the greater good" for his poor, insignificant offspring.

After the small battlefield, there is the battlefield of thousands of giant ships, and behind them, the gods are fighting.

If they are greedy for the Warmaster's fleet - then there will be a price to pay.

The countdown has begun. On Cadia, Trazin tightened the last pipe, and the black stone obelisk tower was filled with blazing heat. The necromancy technology was operating at its maximum capacity.

In the highest sky, the Lord of Humanity wielded a sword burning with golden flames, and with ten thousand years of faith, he slashed at the false gods - they screamed and fled in all directions, trying to escape from this area -

But behind them, Jin Yan held them back.

The Lord of Changes was the first to take action. He was already familiar with this. He threw down the burned part, and the power immersed in it began to fade away quickly.

The Lord of Corruption hurriedly threw down the hot soup pot that was burned by the flames. He hurriedly took back the seeds he sprinkled on the Eye of Terror, but chose to leave after being burned by the flames.

The Lord of Brass roared on his throne, but the pool of blood rolling at his feet was retreating rapidly.

Sleeping Slaanesh is not here.

In front of the slowly rising sun, all ghosts and ghosts dispersed, and all the ugly and dirty things were burned - pain, he brought pain and weakness to them.

He brings short, precious, uninterrupted time to mankind.

The Lord of Humanity stood still, with golden light in his eyes, and blazing flames on the sword hanging in his hand. He looked at his believers, his human beings, and every human spirit was ethereal in the subspace, like a flower. golden jellyfish——

This is not their end.

He lowered his eyes, and the sunlight shone equally on everyone.

Sorry, Lupe Carr.

Horus stumbled, his laughter before turned into a shrill cry, he begged, but only the false gods responded to him.

In front of him, the golden light on Mortarion's body became brighter and brighter, but the Pale Lord's movements did not delay at all. Mortarion was almost burning in the golden flames, and huge pain was tearing him apart. Mortarion, but Mortarion will never give in!

The Pale Lord's scythes became heavier each time, hitting Horus' body, tearing off the flesh and blood, and went straight to the head.

He's going to kill him! No matter who comes to stop Mortarion from killing Horus - he is selfish and will be punished, but at the same time, no traitor who fell into Chaos can continue to survive!

No no no no! Father! What did he do wrong? Is Mortarion really loyal? No, how is this possible? ! Horus screamed that he couldn't breathe! Just thinking about the sins I have committed - no! No! No no no!

Conrad screamed, and he suddenly tugged on the chain around his neck. He knelt on the ground, tilted his head back into the darkness, and a broken and blurred figure was reflected in the all-white pupils - no, no no! The place he fell into was not hell!

Other beings in the warp have locked onto him!

No—he will never—fall—save—save—

[Mortarion! ! ! Save...]Save [...Sai]Save...I...

【die! ! ! ! 】【No - listen to me -】

+False emperor, I despise your violence——+

On top of the burning and sunken giant ship, the mortal soldier's whole body was glowing, blood flowed from his forehead, and he shouted——

"For the Emperor!!!"

"Stop it, mother-in-law, Trazin, open up."

On the Black Stone Throne, Pluto said so.

In front of him, Trazin, who was persuading again, stopped talking. The Necron looked at Hades calmly. Layers of pipes stretched out from Hades's body and into the interior of the black stone obelisk, like Pluto reaching out. The giant palm of the mortal world.

Trazin pulled the switch in front of him expressionlessly.

throat!

A very thin trace of black exploded like a thunderbolt——

! ! ! !

The underworld has arrived! ! !

Above the blazing Cadia, the black tide surged out violently, spreading smoothly and spherically like a two-dimensional object, quickly swallowing up less than half of the burning Cadia, and greedily moved towards the void. external expansion.

Within the Eye of Fear, countless black stone obelisks buzzed at the same time, and dark lightning gathered at the top of the tower, as if to welcome their true master.

On the Ultramarines battleship that was rushing to Cadia, Guilliman stood up in shock. He raised his hands. At this moment, his hands were shining with bright golden light. Robert Guilliman was shining at this moment.

Next to him, the same was true for Angron. Not only the original body, the Space Marines, but also the mortals were surrounded by a layer of golden light.

【How is this going? 】

Guilliman asked softly. Angron beside him looked at him with a complicated expression.

[Looks like we didn’t catch up. 】

The two original bodies raised their heads in unison. Behind the portholes, they saw dark holes exploding on some planets in the distance.

Countless black threads, like two-dimensional products, penetrated the bulkhead and flashed around them like lightning arcs.

Guilliman stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the black lines - but was held back by Angron. The Lord of Red Sand shook his head and looked at the battlefield in the distance.

The two-dimensional darkness passed by smoothly, silently, with irreversible determination. On the chaotic battlefield, the false gods who abandoned their armor and helmets screamed, and the golden flames burned blazingly, and they retreated. , but stood still at a certain distance and never took a step back.

This is the biggest difference between him and them.

The Lord of Mankind inserted a sharp blade from the highest sky. He knelt half on the ground and lowered his head. The eternal sun rose from behind him, and flames ignited from the sharp blade inserted into the ground.

Everything that has not escaped and is not blessed will pass away.

A dense, dark void soon poured into the battlefield of the giants. People fell dizzy and collapsed to the ground. The giant ships began to slide according to the inertia and the established procedures. For a moment, countless friendly ships collided with each other. The explosion lights up.

But people could only watch.

On the Vengeful Spirit, Mortarion let out a howl as if he was on the verge of death. He felt the approaching black tide - no - Trazin failed! Hades is dead! No! No! No! ! !

No!

He failed!

Mortarion strode forward. At this moment, he was like a real ghost. The golden flames were steaming on his body and the ice was melting. He slashed his scythe towards Horus, who could not accept the reality!

On the side, Conrad, who was screaming and struggling in despair, finally lost his strength. He was pulled by the chain around his neck and dragged into a complete abyss.

The last scream from his lips brushed against Mortarion's ears——

【save……】

+stop. +

Mortarion's eyes ignited with fireworks that belonged to him, and the scythe swung down, with a cold deathly silence flashing around the edge.

Opposite him, the golden light reflected around Horus had dissipated, leaving only darkness—he had arrived—and everything was finally coming to an end.

The scythe slashed across, Horus's horrified head whirled with its mouth wide open, black blood connected into dots and lines in the air - at the same time, the darkness finally swallowed him up.

alright.

Mortarion's eyes were filled with darkness. He stumbled and tried to turn around, but it was still darkness, darkness, endless darkness.

Failed.

He failed.

Great despair consumed Mortarion,

No... no no no no... a desperate smile appeared on the corner of the Pale Lord's lips.

Blind, he stared at the dark wheel of Cardia.

A world without psychic energy... is coming... there will be no more wizards he hates...

All the filthy garbage... die with him...

Mortarion's throat made a dying click, but he didn't make a sound yet-

Bang!!!

The Primarch's huge body hit the ground with a loud noise.

Everything was quiet, everything became dark-no, it should be said that the souls were quiet,

only the flames were burning quietly.

The physical world was still running steadily, in front of the collapsed armor and the broken glass on the ground, the warships were still sailing.

The exhaust fan was still working loudly.

Far away, Cadia was burning, still rotating slowly at the set rotation speed.

All the mess in the Supreme Heaven was swallowed up and no longer existed. The king who was half-kneeling on the ground shed golden tears, the flames burned fiercely, and the black tide stopped in front of him.

"Hiss...ha...ha..."

On the Black Stone Throne, Hades, with dark thunderbolts all around him, gasped. He lowered his upper body and barely supported himself on the Black Stone Chair. He felt his existence become huge - vast - he "saw" those creatures, but Hades saw that they did not disappear.

Is it Neos... When did he become so powerful...

Hades was puzzled. In the severe pain, he shared the chaotic corpses on the ground, expanding disorderly, chasing the fleeing cowards.

He eroded the golden light around the human souls, but did not touch their inner parts. The golden light slowly dissipated, and soon, darkness seeped in -

"Alright!"

Taraxin shouted, pulling back the gate suddenly.

"Hiss!!!"

Hades, who was forcibly supported by the Black Domain, suddenly collapsed. He breathed heavily like a drowning man, and the only remaining pupils were dilated, staring blankly at the sky, and his remaining consciousness was fading.

But... he didn't seem to kill those innocent people?

Hades' consciousness faded. In his blurred vision, Trazyn came up, shook Hades, and shouted at him not to sleep.

No, he was too sleepy.

So Hades fell asleep.

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Small follow-up:

Mortarion woke up in a noise.

He opened his eyes and saw the uneasy Guilliman and Angron. The Pale Lord said nothing. He straightened up and turned his head to see Vorx, whose face was cut in half, and the silent Karas.

The magic circle under Mortarion told him that he was temporarily summoned again.

[Prepare the ship, I want to go to Cadia. ]

Mortarion was very tired, he was exhausted, he forgot how he got Guilliman and Angron out, he only remembered that he stumbled down from the Death Guard's airship and stood on the only intact piece of land in Cadia.

At this time, just one hour had passed since the annihilation.

In front of him, the dilapidated Black Stone Tower was running slowly, maintaining the order after the tide receded.

The creatures of the Warp could hardly move here. Mortarion held on, gritted his teeth, and staggered towards the door of the Black Stone Obelisk step by step - he wanted to ask that damn alien - why? Why? !

Bang!

Mortarion fell to the ground, a huge sense of repulsion squeezed him, he crawled to the door of the Black Stone Obelisk.

He saw that Trazyn was controlling the machine to carry a familiar figure.

[You...]

The alien turned his head and a light flashed in his eyes,

"See you later."

Damn...

Mortarion fainted.

He was exiled back to the Warp again.