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

Endurance, duel cage.

Now.

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The originally spacious duel hall now seemed a little small. The crowd that had rushed in unknowingly stood in the dark stage, with countless eyes fixed on the duel on the stage.

The tall figure of the Primarch was still sitting in the stage, his face shrouded by shadows and fog, making it difficult to distinguish.

But the soldiers who were closer to Mortarion could feel the huge oppression and displeasure emanating from the Primarch.

The reason was probably the chaotic psychic fluctuations on the stage.

Except for the alien lord on Barbarus, no one had ever dared to use psychic power so rampantly in front of Mortarion.

The flamboyant white light of psychic power flew wantonly on the stage, the space was slightly distorted due to the powerful psychic fluctuations, and frost crawled all over the duel cage.

Ugo held a long sword hanging with icicles, the whole sword was covered with frost, but the white flames ignited by psychic power flowed on the sword like a dragon snake.

The physical strength and power enhanced by psychic energy made Ugo's whole body glow slightly, and his eyes were burning with psychic sparks because of anger.

Such a strong psychic power!

Even the duels between think tanks on weekdays would never be as exaggerated as at this moment. Think tanks who advocate wisdom and order would never expose their psychic power so unscrupulously. In terms of psychic power, most of them are stingy stewards. Excessive waste of psychic power may lead to exhaustion, or worse - madness.

But Ugo was extremely angry at this time. He looked at the fearful Karas Typhon on the opposite side.

This traitor!

Moreover, he wanted to tell everyone openly on this duel stage that the think tanks of the Death Guard are not vegetarians. Even if they are restricted by the Primarch, they can stand in the Death Guard with their own strength!

The bell rang mercilessly, announcing Typhon's defeat.

Seeing that the other party looked at him so viciously, Karas could no longer hide his ability. Compared with Ugo, the weak psychic fluctuations also enveloped Karas.

But how can a psychic who has just joined the team and has only undergone simple training be a match for the well-trained think tank? !

Ugo was like showing off his skills, muttering in his mouth, and directly pressed Typhon with huge psychic pressure, then swung his long sword, and a fire snake roared and rushed straight to Karas Typhon's face.

Being suppressed by the pressure, it was inconvenient for Karas Typhon to move and escape, so he had to raise his sickle in an attempt to block the fire snake. At the same time, he also chanted a spell to resist, and an invisible transparent hemispherical psychic barrier covered him in front of him.

To be fair, Karas Typhon's psychic talent is among the best among psychics, but in the face of the huge gap in experience and actual combat, everything is in vain.

It's too late to stop the chariot with a mantis arm!

The fire snake easily shattered the barrier and rushed directly to Typhon without any obstacles. With a dazzling white light explosion, Karas had already been knocked off the stage. He lay on the ground, dying.

Everyone in the audience was silent.

The full-strength psychic power of the Ugo Think Tank has completely exceeded the duel scene that ordinary people can imagine. On the battlefield on weekdays, the think tanks mainly use group traps, secret calculations, or prophecy communication. It is rare to see a think tank fighting alone.

But at this moment, they saw it!

Even some Terra veterans in the legion realized that they had completely underestimated the think tanks as a group with an auxiliary positioning.

The Barbarus people in the audience were in a commotion. Several people who had a good relationship with Karas Typhon surrounded Typhon, and a pharmacist ran into the crowd of Barbarus people in small steps.

On the stage, Ugo's psychic fluctuations did not subside. He stood on the stage, staring at the direction of the Primarch, and the space distortion around him became more and more terrifying.

Except for some commotion in the Barbarus crowd, the rest of the people were silent.

The metal incense burner on Mortarion made a sound.

His Primarch, who had been folding his arms, let go of his hands and was about to stand up--but suddenly, Mortarion stopped his action again.

A series of obviously rough footsteps gradually became clearer.

When Hades was almost dragged by Vorcus and ran all the way to the hall, the Primarch also spoke.

The hoarse whisper echoed gently in the hall, especially clear.

"Hades, go."

Huh?

Hades, who was full of questions at this moment, looked at the psychic fluctuations flying on the stage, the space that was almost distorted to deformation, and the person in the middle who was obviously different from ordinary Space Marines.

He seemed to understand what had just happened in an instant.

Mortarion, do you think I am a Pokémon?

You use the Darkness to counter the Psychic, right?

On the duel stage, white light mercilessly illuminated the outlines of the two, and crackling psychic currents flowed in the air in small amplitudes.

Hades stood on the stage, holding a war sickle.

The training sickle that Karastyphon had just taken had been broken by psychic energy. Seeing Hades who was slightly hesitant, Ugo directly pulled out a sickle from his weapon table and threw it to Hades.

[Thank you. ］

Hades took the sickle with one hand and thanked him subconsciously.

Ugo raised his eyebrows.

Polite, but that's not why you want me to let you win.

Hades didn't notice the change in Ugo's expression. He picked up the sickle and his mind was working frantically.

Looking at the slightly distorted space on the opposite side, Hades roughly estimated that Ugo's psychic level was stronger than most of the alien lords on Barbarus before, but not yet at the level of Nakre.

If it was Hades on Barbarus before, he would be sure to win this game.

But at this moment.

His black domain can no longer suppress the surrounding space as it used to, and the maximum range it can suppress only reaches the skin!

What Hades is holding is not an obituary that can transmit the black domain, which means that he cannot use weapons to extend his black domain.

Due to the changes in the Black Domain, Hades is now at an absolute disadvantage.

But Mortarion didn't know about Hades' changes. He thought Hades's physique was still the same as before!

So after hearing Hades' footsteps, Mortarion chose to let Hades come on.

What no one knows is that Mortarion just wanted to play on his own!

Ugo's behavior just now was tantamount to provoking Mortarion.

The appearance of Hades interrupted Mortarion's initial thoughts and saved Ugo's life.

Now, Hades is holding a training scythe and looking at Ugo across from him. Both of them are wearing standard combat uniforms, and shining psychic sparks burst out from Ugo's side.

So there is only one way to win.

Hades looked at Ugo opposite.

Well, you already use psychic powers, so I shouldn't be able to take the usual path, right?

Cough...cough, I read some more tofu pieces about this new book.

Horus pretended to be crazy, the Imperial Guard was corrupted, Dorne was almost killed by God K (but this rounded up why Dorne ran away while leaving a hand), and the God of Darkness...

The hand holding the pen trembled slightly.

Happy reading(_)