Warhammer: In the Name of Nirvana

The storm raged, sweeping over the heaven and earth.

It's like a sudden natural disaster, like a rising tide, like the most vicious god ravaging the unfavored people who no longer receive grace, like the most ruthless judgment burning the arrogant people who have committed crimes one after another.

The pale lady slowly raised the corners of her lips, and the world began to burn.

Long preparations and tens of thousands of souls supported this huge offensive. The huge cost even made Morgan feel the most sincere heartache, but its effect was also particularly obvious: from the scorching sun to the sunset. , while Morgan was leisurely preparing his spell, the Astartes army could only wipe out about one-twentieth of the fortress community, and the [Soul Drinker] screamed. It completely flattened all opponents.

Tens of thousands of Luna Wolves, Death Guards and White Scars witnessed this wave of destruction that emerged out of thin air, witnessing this ingenious thing with a state of fear, shock, awe, or simply curiosity. The migrating natural disasters accurately avoided every soldier loyal to the Human Empire, and reduced to ashes those who blocked their path to victory.

Then, those people who reacted first turned their eyes to the silver-haired lady who seemed to be able to handle the situation with ease. Their eyes were mixed with the kind of instinctive respect and fear for powerful people, with only a little firmness. The observer would maintain a calm attitude in this situation: for example, Ye Sugei, who was in charge of temporarily commanding the Fifth Army, was observing the storm stirred up by Morgan in an extremely calm manner, even more so than before. Looking at this appalling storm, he was actually more curious about the first company commander of the Death Guard Corps beside him who was obviously in some uneasy state.

And all of this, whether it is awe, fear or jealousy from these angels of death, or even the rarest hatred and prejudice, Morgan does not care, because she knows very well that in the long time to come, these emotions will not exist. It can't have much impact on her personally. She doesn't care what attitude the soldiers of these legions will have towards her.

The silver-haired spider lady is a complete profit supremacist. Even if she can feel certain emotions slowly growing in her heart, it cannot stop her from judging everything in the world from the most utilitarian and calm perspective. In addition to some bottom lines engraved in her heart and genes by her creator, short-term interests and long-term interests are the most important basis for her to make any choice.

On the other hand, Morgan almost instinctively feels that looking at things from a cold perspective is the wisest choice. As for the so-called nobility, she does not think that these things that only exist in legends can really be achieved. Anything that changes the world.

At least so far, although she has indeed encountered some quite tenacious enemies or resisters, some of the characteristics that shine in them are indeed in line with those qualities that she believes can be regarded as noble. , such as courage, loyalty and consciousness, but this does not prevent these people from eventually being wiped out in front of her or the empire's army.

Nobility did not save them.

Gao Shang couldn't even make her remember their names.

Therefore, Morgan insists on looking at and measuring everything in this world with calm and ruthless eyes, because the facts she has experienced have repeatedly proved that this is the most effective.

But even so, Morgan is very clear that there are some things that she must not violate. For example, even this extremely vicious spider lady also desires from the bottom of her heart that all races except humans are here. Howling in endless purgatory.

Of course, it would be great if, at the same time, their souls could also wail in her belly.

The alien deserves nothing but this ending.

Such thoughts circulated in Morgan's mind again, and even the golden giant sword that had not made any sound for a long time was buzzing, seeming to echo her thoughts.

Morgan closed her eyes and fell into a state of meditation. Her ears captured the shouts of the Astartes warriors and the orders to assemble and transfer troops. Obviously, the battlefield had entered the cleaning stage. These came from three The soldiers of this legion are busy with these tasks, but that has nothing to do with Morgan.

Compared with these, Morgan cares more about the thing he is paying attention to.

She was eager to end everything about the Druun sector as soon as possible, end this war, return to the First Legion, return to the front line of the war with Ran Dan, and return to the emperor's executioner.

There was a big meal waiting for her there.

Now, she has accomplished her part in this war. Now, before the war is completely over, there are only three final beheadings on the part of the original body.

Hope they don't waste too much time.

——————

Horus certainly didn't waste much time, but that didn't mean the operation was a smooth journey.

The ruler of Druun is an alien shape as huge as a mountain. It is entrenched in an underground ancient fortress thousands of meters above the ground. It has been integrated with this indestructible building. This bloated body has tens of thousands of The blasphemous monster with tentacles and derivatives did not hesitate to drain the souls of those around it even before the war began, allowing its power to expand to a level that was enough to temporarily suppress the three joined forces.

Just to let Horus and others get close to this monster, the Storm Prophets who participated in the operation were so blasphemous when the Primarchs really got close to the culprit that caused the disaster in a sector. The monster spit out a ruthless whirlwind from its hundreds of mouthparts. This whirlwind was mixed with the most blasphemous and craziest taboo witchcraft that would not be recorded in any book.

Mortarion and Horus, who were rushing at the front, were unable to use their full agility due to the huge psychic pressure. They were hit, temporarily losing their strength, and collapsed to the ground, unable to fight in this battle. make their own contribution.

And just when the Druun monster was complacent about his victory, the last storm prophet present did not hesitate to pierce his heart with a spiritual blade, and his soul self-destructed, thus temporarily dispelling it. The huge psychic position set by the alien monster.

Seizing the brief moment brought about by the noble sacrifice, the Primarch of the Fifth Legion, like a thunder on a midsummer night, used his own sharp blade to cut off the huge head of the blasphemous monster, and a shrill sound suddenly sounded, The sinful thing fell with a crash.

Black blood dripped from the curved blade of the Lord of the Ice Blue Sky, dripping onto the pure white armor of his sacrificed heir.

The battle is over.

It lasted less than twenty minutes, but killed some of Chagatai Khan's bravest and wisest warriors.

Among them are the Terrans and the Chogoris, among them are the warriors who stick to the ancient routes of the legion that Chagatai deliberately alienated, and there are also the closest companions that the Khan brought from the grasslands of his homeland, but now, they all With the same identity, he stayed in this desolate and nameless world forever.

And when the results of such a victory were spread back to the three legions, no one was surprised. Only those soldiers who had friendship with the deceased would mourn briefly in their rooms and engraved their names. On the inside of their shoulder armor, in the future, they will fight in the name of these dead comrades.

After all, in the Great Crusade.

Opponents like this are scattered like dust.

There are so many sacrifices like this.

——————

Mortarion's injuries were severe enough to require additional rest and treatment.

Regardless of whether the leader of the Fourteenth Legion was voluntary or not, he did help his two blood brothers withstand most of the damage in the battle, using his innate talents to fight against those who could destroy the company or even destroy the company. Mortarion was responsible for more than half of the honors cut down by the Legion's psychic wave with the sword of Jaghatai Khan.

However, the two primarchs had a tacit understanding and did not mention this matter. The Lord of the Ice Blue Sky never cared about this, and the current Mortarion never bothered to compete with his brothers for glory, even if he had to pay for it.

When Mortarion went to rest temporarily, only Horus and Jaghatai Khan were telling each other some emotions about this battle.

[Perhaps I should mobilize the Second Legion to participate in this battle. They always have some novel means or methods when fighting against these evil creatures. 】

Horus sighed softly. His warm and radiant voice like the sun was now mixed with some vicissitudes after the bloody battle. In front of his thoughtful blood brother, Horus did not make a choice. Hiding something.

Chagatai Khan did not answer his brother immediately. He just quietly watched his children being carried away one by one by their battle brothers, and watched them gradually disappear at the end of his sight. This Qiao The Great Khan of Golis used his pupils and silence to hold the briefest funeral for these victims. Then, he slowly turned his gaze. After being silent and thinking for a period of time, he looked towards his brother. Asked his own question.

"You often speak to me of the Second Legion that still fights under your command, Horus."

"I even feel a little regretful. If those warriors did not replenish new blood in the southern part of the galaxy, I might be able to meet them and see what the best auxiliary legion you say is like."

"After all, for any Legion of Astartes, the title of Auxiliary Legion would not be too popular."

[They are an exception, my Goshawk brothers. If any one of the twenty legions does not care about honor that much, I think only the second legion and the twentieth legion meet this point. 】

"What about those dark angels?"

Horus chuckled, and when he mentioned the First Legion, a trace of the rarest admiration flashed across his pupils.

[Even I have to admit, Chagatai, for a very long period of time in the early days of the Great Crusade, the First Legion was the undisputed leader among many legions. How could a legion like this not care about honor, honor? It has long become a part of their history and even their souls, but their pursuit of honor has turned into a deep-rooted and natural arrogance, so it does not seem so conspicuous. 】

[As for my brother Zhuang Sen, he doesn’t understand this, or in other words, he doesn’t bother to understand this. Sooner or later, he will suffer for this. 】

Khan chuckled slightly, and he spoke in a somewhat sarcastic and teasing tone.

"Horus, this tenderness reminds me of the Emperor. It reminds me of the mask the Emperor wears."

[No kidding, my brother, when did our father ever wear a mask. 】

"You should say when he took off his mask, Horus."

Khan's sarcasm was direct and did not hide his personal attitude towards the human master of Terra, while Horus just chuckled without any further explanation.

The Shepherd God knew from the beginning how repulsive his brother was towards his father. He understood this and even had a secret joy in his heart.

There are enough brothers who are eager to compete with him for his father's attention and favor. Although he regards all his brothers as his true blood relatives in his heart, it is always a good thing to have one or two fewer competitors.

Horus couldn't help such thoughts forming in his mind. It was as if it was an innate instinct. Although in private, when no one was around, he would examine these dark thoughts in his heart during self-examination. and felt genuine shame, but he just couldn't suppress them.

"Well, my brother, although I can't see them yet, I think you might be able to tell me why you care so much about the soldiers of the Second Legion."

Facing Jaghatai's questions, Horus just kept his sincere smile. He spoke softly, and some mysterious historical fragments unknown to ordinary people came to him at his fingertips.

[At a certain moment during the Holy Terra Unification War, before most of the twenty legions were truly committed to the battlefield, the First Legion had already demonstrated its power on the battlefield. 】

[Our father was very satisfied with the performance of the First Legion at that time. He once tried to select those who were good enough from other legions to make them become all-rounders similar to the First Legion. 】

"I guess he failed in the end?"

[Yes, it turns out that there is only one First Legion, and their success cannot be replicated. 】

[The Second Legion, which was established next to the First Group, is the product of this failed experiment. They have indeed become all-rounders, but they are not as versatile as the First Legion. 】

[At the same time, it is said that the Second Legion fought side by side with the First Legion when it first entered the battlefield. 】

[For a long time, their task was to serve as the deputy of the First Army, which made them accustomed to this position and able to skillfully match it with various tactical styles. After all, we all know that in the past, The First Legion is the template for many legions, and the Second Legion that can cooperate with it for a long time can naturally become everyone's best partner. 】

"But the Second Legion has fallen into some kind of split. They can't exert their full strength, can they?"

[Yes, my brother, it is said that the second legion assembled will also be a formidable force. They are not a group of simple auxiliaries. Their unique fighting method allows them to fight in a very short period of time. End a battle even at the legion level within the time limit. 】

[I have tried to find information related to this tactic, but unfortunately, they have not appeared again for a long time, and the most recent one dates back to the Unification War of Terra. 】

"Oh? Which battle."

[A battle that I doubt even happened. 】

When he said this, Chagatai was keenly aware of a different kind of light emitting from his brother's eyes.

That's a...

escape?

fear?

Suspect?

Still shocked?

Or is it a combination of both?

All judgments were meaningless, because soon, the Wolf Shepherd suppressed all these emotions, and he smiled, an impeccable smile.

[A battle involving the Forbidden Army, the First Army and the Second Army, the last battle of the Unification War...]

Horus walked out of the fortress that was completely in ruins. He looked at the gray sky and sighed.

[A battle that I hope... is just a rumor and never happened. 】