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

Chapter 683 131. Unlucky today: Mortarion and Trazyn

"I feel a little dizzy."

[I sometimes question your definition of words like "a little," Hades. 】

The lights in the command room flickered and went out, and finally died gloriously after a series of "pop!" sounds. Everything was basically misplaced. The chairs that flew out were embedded in the ceiling, and the protective iron shell of the command podium also seemed to be damaged. It tore open with huge force, revealing the flaming cables stabbing underneath.

The observation window, which was strong enough to withstand dozens of torpedoes, was shattered, and the cracks opened up layer by layer, converging on the side of the entire bow of the Endurance, where a big guy was embedded at the moment.

Hades dizzily tried to buckle himself off the Endurance's observation window, but damn, one layer of the multi-layered observation window had somehow become negative pressure, sucking him up there.

The Pale Lord was standing in the command room of the Endurance, staring silently at Hades - Hades may have thought that the content of speechlessness was higher.

【Need help? 】

"No, I'll just lie down for a while."

Hades said that the extremely high intensity of radiation in the void would make him feel better, although the extreme cold and lack of oxygen were not very comfortable.

When Mortarion heard this, he seemed a little hesitant, but finally chose to believe Hades. The original body raised his eyes, and a bright and gorgeous light reflected in his eyes.

Right in front of the Endurance, a big thing sank forever. The sail-like semi-shuttle-shaped ship was roughly broken, like a model ship that was violently broken in the hands of a child.

Continuous explosions exploded on the screaming and fallen giant. Sometimes it turned purple and sometimes it turned bright yellow. The shiny purple skin fell off its body. It seemed to have entered the final stage of corruption and kept spitting out some from its broken mouth. Semi-liquid, semi-solid soft tissue.

Mortarion seemed to hear the sound of its dragon spine breaking, and the screams of the souls inside. There were countless Eldar souls living in the Ark World, but it was obvious that they were all now contaminated by Slaanesh.

There are many wonders in the galaxy, and the destruction of an Eldar craftworld is certainly one of the "miracles that delight Mortarion."

He allowed himself to pause a moment longer.

The alarm inside the Endurance was still screaming, and the lighting system had stopped working. The original body heard the soldiers roaring to repair the Endurance - they didn't have to work so hard. The white mist had already clung to the Endurance like a semi-gelatinous living thing. above the wound.

This may be Mortarion's doing, or it may not be. The line between this is not clear. Perhaps this is the Endurance's own contribution.

Countless ship fragments hit the side string of the Endurance, and the debris floating on the ocean will not hinder the forward movement of the giant ship, even if it is stained with the blood of the living.

The original body calmly raised his gaze, and in the distance, a ball of light that looked like a small sun exploded. In a daze, Mortarion heard a sharp scream that stopped suddenly in the subspace, and the faint Make a promise, shine with golden fighting spirit.

The naval battle on the Lord of Mankind's side has also ended. Another Arkworld was destroyed by the inertial super-light engine, even if these guys were once enemies of the Necrontyr——

But now they are all in decline.

An Ada Ark world has an environment that can accommodate countless Eldar. It has ingenious infinite circuits and spiritual bones. It can almost cover the solar sails of a hive city and provide energy for the complete ecological circle on it.

But no matter how beautiful the existence is, it will be turned into ruins under the sight of torpedoes and light spears.

Karakala.

The original body moved his eyes and saw that the spiderweb-like lines on the porthole continued to spread, and the culprit was Hades who was trying to pull himself off the porthole.

The huge shock wave generated when Ada's Ark exploded directly knocked Pluto away with the help of nearby gravity, and hit the Endurance by the way.

This may also be because the Tenacity just accelerated directly with zero inertia - maybe the Tenacity's speed just now was a little faster than Hades.

"I'll fix it for you later, Lao Mo."

Hades struggled, and Mortarion calmly listened to the screams coming from the portholes of the Endurance.

Fortunately, Hades used liquid metal to block the gap in the porthole, otherwise the original body would have been prepared to be thrown out of the Endurance by the huge air pressure difference.

Hades stood up and squatted on the porthole of the Endurance in a weird posture at an angle of 60 degrees. Mortarion just stared silently at the silver porthole patch where the human figure could be vaguely discerned. The mist floated out from under his cloak. He felt slightly dissatisfied.

"I just saw Gaara."

Hades said to himself,

"You should really take a look... Jialuo has also become more aggressive. He was riding a Slaanesh horse in the void just now, trying hard to kill the horse."

【This is a good thing. 】

said the Primarch as the rickety door of the command room behind him was slammed! The door opened with a sound, and Kalas walked in with a pale face.

"what happened?!"

There was a deafening explosion as soon as Karas came in. The original body thought that a second person finally raised his dissatisfaction about the porthole, but Karas's next action was to tilt his head to the side and vomit.

"Mortarion - are you crazy?! Just let the engine group run at full power - you didn't even give the others on the ship time to react!"

After Karas vomited, he scolded the original body. Mortarion remained silent, feeling slightly dissatisfied.

【Urgent situation. 】

said the Primarch, folding his arms,

[I will write a record after this - add this situation to the possible emergency plan, Karas. 】

"You better really know how!"

Karas cursed, "And what the hell is this?!"

He pointed at the humanoid patch on the porthole in front of Mortarion and shouted, Mortarion felt better,

[Hades did it. 】

He said that watching Karas turn his face away and vomiting again, this was Karas's subconscious reaction to Hades - and it was definitely not a side effect of the original body's hand acceleration at zero frame.

Karas is not such a fragile person. During their first test flight at faster than light speed, Typhon only fell asleep slightly for a while.

"Oh shit,"

Karas cursed,

"Idiots - they are all idiots. The Death Guard and you are really suffering. Where is Jialuo? I understand him, let him take me away quickly."

【...You will be disappointed. 】

Mortarion said that he was extremely convinced that he was a thousand times stronger than the Lord of Mankind plus one when it came to treating his heirs. Karas was just scolding him.

"Then give me a warning next time and fly faster than light!"

boom! Callas cursed again and left,

Thanks to Hades, Mortarion thought, the original body stared at Hades squatting diagonally above his head on the street. It was the existence of Hades that drove Karas away and saved him from a quarrel. Although Hades Si did nothing.

【cheer up……】

Mortarion's words to Karas faded slightly,

[We can soon introduce the flames of war into their territory again. 】

【Are you leaving? 】

The original body asked, and Hades, who was enjoying the sunset on the Ark with him, nodded. Hades was still kind. He did not choose to leave early, but drove Karas away for Mortarion.

"Enough rest. I'll be back soon."

For a while, in their tacit understanding, this generally refers to within a week.

After a period of restless darkness, only Mortarion was left here, and the human-shaped metal patch on the porthole.

Mortarion lowered his eyes.

Ten minutes later, after the dazzling sun set, darkness fell.

The huge black eyes that almost penetrated the entire battle line opened and stared at the small ball of fire in the galaxy.

The bone-thin original body stood firm, suppressing the panic and fear in his heart. He stood still, motionless.

With the activation of the Blackstone Front, the second front operation has come to a successful end.

Next they will start marching towards the Webway.

boom! With a sound, the door was pushed open again.

Oh, no good.

The Primarch thought slowly, and Karas responded with a killing blow.

……………………

【? ? ? 】

【? ? ? 】

"wrong."

Orican raised the staff of prophecy in his hand. At this moment, the radioactive ring-shaped staff was shining with light like the eternal sun.

The Khan stood beside Ourrican with his arms folded, and sometimes the Primarch marveled at the way the Necron's single-eyed face could perfectly express a frown.

【how? 】

Jaghatai asked, not surprised as he watched Orikan pace nervously around the room.

"He is the observer."

The astrologer Orikan said that it seemed to have thought of something,

"In my vision, I ignore the interference of subspace and at the same time satisfy the laws of physics - Pluto is the perfect and only observer. At the moment of his observation, the superimposed two states collapse into a unique state."

【Um? 】

"But a problem arises. Dust and fog obscure the stars. How should we cover his eyes? He cannot observe in advance."

Orican started to pace again. He raised his staff and showed it to the primarch.

"I originally planned to imitate the Sun Rod and use light to dispel the darkness and make Pluto, the star god, temporarily blind. But then I realized that Pluto's star god state would be more complicated. He is in a balanced dynamic. I can't use a single star god. God Shard simulates him.”

【Lack of data? 】

"Exactly."

Orikan said that it turned its hand away again, as if it knew what the original body was asking in advance. Perhaps it came back an hour later just to save some time.

"No, the Lord of Mankind will not have this part of the data,"

it says,

"You humans' observations and records are still too rough. There is no continuous and detailed observation, and there is no reference value-"

A person can observe Pluto for a long enough time, and the data must be detailed and stable enough.

Orikan paused suddenly, and the energy on his body flickered on and off. Perhaps it had rewinded countless times during this period. After a long time, it slowly said as if it was stuck,

"I have to go find Trazin."

Orikan said almost through gritted teeth.

……………………

【Now】

"General Crowned, I'm glad to see you're doing better."

Trazin said happily, raising the cup in his hand and clinking it with the one wearing the crown. Obiron, the guard of the old general, stood aside and stared at them speechlessly.

There was no liquid in the glass at all, and the old general mistakenly thought it was, and maybe Trazin just liked it.

"Ahem——"

Zandric shook his head exaggeratedly,

"You know I was diagnosed with brain cancer not long ago. Maybe I should listen to Obiron and rest a little longer."

Cancer is the most common disease among Necrontyrs before they transform into Necrons. Most Necrontyrs die of cancer, and before they die completely, they will continue to work with multiple cancers until they can no longer work.

"Ah—I hope the Storm King will forgive you for your vacation."

Tarazyn said, and the old general smiled and waved his hands. No matter what liquid was in his cup, it had to be spilled now.

"It? The great Storm King can't control me! Zandrek is a free necromancer! I can fight wherever I want!"

They chatted for a while. Tarazyn liked to chat with the old general, which reminded him of his time as a necromancer. Under the wear and tear of the years, even Tarazyn was forgetting that part.

"I hope I can visit your museum later, Mr. Tarazyn, the learned one."

"Hahahaha, of course! We can--"

Tarazyn shouted, and then the observation matrix captured something.

Before it and the guard Obiron reacted, the large group of silver-gray and green things pounced directly on it. The huge inertia carried it and the group of attackers backwards. In a panic, Tarazyn saw the face of the attacker clearly.

"Ahahahaha! Trazyn, I caught you!"

Orekan, who was much larger than Trazyn's modified mechanical body and had abundant energy flowing through his body, shouted. He almost easily grabbed Trazyn's collar and lifted him up.

"I'm very sorry, please allow me to borrow this guy for a while."

Orekan said, happily feeling Trazyn's struggle in his hands. This is the result of not choosing the right ally - it chose the Lord of Humanity, while Trazyn chose Hades.

In fact, Hades was enough to spend a lot of money on Trazyn. Trazyn is now much more powerful than any Necron Orrekan has ever seen.

The premise is that Orrekan is not here, because the Emperor has also put in his hard work.

"Ah! Ah!"

The old general hurriedly stood up from the chair, and the guard Obiron blocked Zandrick behind him, looking at Orrekan, who was almost twice as big, with caution.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!"

This was the scream of Trazyn. It struggled wildly in Orrickan's hands, kicking Orrickan from time to time.

"Zandrek, I think there is no grudge between us and the dynasty - and I am just borrowing Trazyn for a while, I will not cause irreversible damage to it."

"Ah!"

The old general slapped his head, "I remember, you are the royal astrologer! I know! I know you! Go, go!"

It laughed and looked at Orrickan kindly as he roughly stuffed the struggling and wailing Trazyn into the dimensional space with one hand.

"...My Lord, are you sure it's okay?"

Obilon asked, his eyes twitching.

"No problem,"

the old general said,

"You can see that Lord Trazyn's struggle is not strong - if it wants to break free, it would have tried to use hot weapons long ago."