Warhammer: In the Name of Nirvana

[I have thought about some things. 】

[About me, my brothers, and the future between me and them. 】

[I have thought about things that are not encouraged, praised or even acknowledged. 】

【These things……】

[They call it sin. 】

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[I have thought about it very seriously. 】

【My brothers. 】

[Those proudly successful products. 】

[Those weapons, those demigods, those vessels, those naughty children who never grew up. 】

[They carry and live up to their innate majestic power, but only leave empty and useless arrogant faces. 】

[Every time I look at them, I can't help but start thinking. 】

[Start deduction. 】

[Start to figure it out. 】

[I fantasize about that day. 】

[The day the Milky Way began to burn. 】

[That was a bad day that was destined to bring brothers to war, flesh and blood to war, and the world to burn. 】

【I saw it. 】

[I saw its emergence and burning in the fragments of memory and future. 】

[I don’t know its cause, process, or result. 】

[But I know it cannot be avoided. 】

【So……】

【by that time……】

【……】

[At that time, do I have the strength and arrogance to let their souls belong to my hands? 】

【……】

[This may involve combat. 】

[Hate. 】

【conspiracy. 】

【Kill. 】

[There is also pain. 】

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Morgan once considered very carefully and seriously what level his power was in this ridiculous galaxy.

She's always thinking about this.

Because she knew it was crucial.

[What I can do is observe, record, then compare and infer, and finally list all the data, and then consider luck and other factors. 】

[But so far, this is just a sad deduction with almost no reference. I can only find evidence from my two brothers and a group of inferior warriors. 】

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[First is Magnus. 】

[Magnus...oh, mighty Magnus. 】

[He is the greatest wizard, a sage who has the ability to melt his wisdom and experience into a sharp edge and devote himself to all battlefields. He can win victory, create miracles, or destroy legions using only his own thinking. 】

[He is powerful, but he is not worth fearing. 】

[His brain can think of all the ways to win on the battlefield, but his heart cannot. Even if his feet are covered with conquered lands and crowns, he will not be a true warrior. 】

[If I want to kill him, it may not be that difficult or cumbersome. I can choose an angle and opportunity suitable for a sneak attack to completely tear his soul with cracks into pieces. This can be done, and it requires a ruthless heart and A little bit of luck. 】

[But once I miss it, it will become a rather long fight. I am not confident that I can win in a head-on confrontation with Magnus. His grasp of spiritual energy and physical fitness are better than mine. I The only thing he could do was to leave the battlefield calmly. 】

[At least, right now, I can't defeat him. 】

[But I know that what is needed to defeat Magnus is never a head-on confrontation. 】

[He has weaknesses. 】

[He is unable to make the right choice and give up in the face of the most painful choice, and he is not even willing to really make a choice. 】

[And outside of this weak core, his heart was shining brightly wrapped in his own powerful strength and superior experience, making him fall into unprecedented arrogance and tyranny, with no fatality in sight. loopholes. 】

[If you want to defeat him, you may not need to fight at all. After all, swords and guns are no different to a truly great psyker than a clay sculpture in the hands of a little kid. 】

[To defeat Magnus, all it takes is an order, a few provocations and a gunshot. 】

[Or a choice. 】

[This is enough, no need to do more. 】

[As long as he sets a vicious trap that is not too complicated, Magnus will kill himself and even involve more unfortunate people. 】

[After all, he is just a cowardly idiot. 】

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[Second, Perturabo. 】

[He is more difficult, easier and more deadly than Magnus. 】

[This is not a contradiction. 】

[I can defeat him in a confrontation. Although his weapons are powerful and sophisticated, they are limited in range and quantity, and he himself lacks the ability to move quickly. If the distance is opened from the beginning, the world and the world will be different. If the mainland is a battlefield, I can keep moving myself away from his attack range. Before his steel body roars, I will knock him to the ground in the spiritual realm. 】

[But this also requires luck and planning, even more difficult than Magnus. 】

[Opportunity only requires one chance, one contact, and one capture within or even outside the field of vision. As long as Perturabo's power can touch me, it will be difficult for me to obtain a perfect victory. 】

[His gauss cannons and hive missiles are powerful and dense in number, enough to pose a real threat to me. The same goes for his hammer. Although he and I are products of the same will, the gap is still obvious. 】

[This is all based on the premise that his anger has already consumed him. Otherwise, this Olympian's cold logic and ruthless ideas are enough to allow his brutal methods to exert their maximum lethality. Fighting him will not be an easy task. process, and if he is allowed to prepare in advance for this battle, I can't think of a reason why he wouldn't wrap himself in an anti-psionic device. 】

[In a sense, he is more difficult than Magnus, but also easier. 】

[If a suitable opportunity is created for me to attack first, I am confident that I will end everything before his consciousness fully reacts. 】

[He has an almost natural resistance to the power of psychic energy, but this power is not strong enough to compete with my power. 】

[Under my full attack, he will not get a second chance. 】

[But despite this, he is still more troublesome than Magnus. At least he knows how to be a warrior who dares to fight to the death, even the most reckless, violent, and stern warrior. 】

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[In addition, I have also met some people whose strength is impressive, but compared to my two blood relatives, they are still ridiculously fragile. 】

[Ahriman, he is too slow. I admit that his mastery of psychic arts can even rival Magnus, but by the time he completes his exquisite starting moves, I can already carve on his white skull. On top are several carved imperial double-headed eagles. 】

[Flix, as the trident of the Fourth Legion, he is quite qualified, but his strength and skills are no different from ordinary Iron Warriors. I always have to control my psychic power to avoid making mistakes with my hands. , shocking one or two such elites to death. 】

【Zahariel? As a Caliban, he was pretty good. As a psyker, he was gifted. His special psychic ability was indeed interesting, but his mind and heart couldn't bear the carnage. It is also possible that he will become one of the countless loopholes in the First Legion. 】

[As for the others, Forsis, Hathor or those veterans from Terra, their bodies and armor are as fragile as freshly made cream cakes, which even makes people feel pity...a bunch of pitiful little people. 】

[So...as you can see. 】

[Too few. There are too few characters I have met. 】

[I lack a real comparison. The so-called strong men I met are either characters who need to die together, but their shortcomings prevent them from becoming a qualified benchmark for combat power; or they are just a group of cute ants crawling all over the ground. , when getting along with them, I even need to be careful when breathing. 】

[Fortunately, I was born to be careful. 】

[Thus, the First Legion became an opportunity, an opportunity that allowed me to grow wildly, but also allowed me to know where I had grown. 】

[What is more suitable as a mirror image than a group of stereotyped and dark-hearted knights? 】

[As for the Lion, he is indeed a problem. 】

[But like I said. 】

【I'm born to be careful. 】

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Morgan had never uttered such lengthy words.

As if she had been suppressed for too long, she casually let those fatal words echo in the air, torturing her only audience.

Hector lowered his head and said nothing. At first, his body was slightly shaken by Morgan's words, but as Morgan's words became more and more outrageous, in the end, his head was completely lowered. Go down and stop moving.

Seeing all this, Morgan felt a cold joy in his heart.

But she wasn't worried.

Because when Hector raised his head again, he had forgotten something: he still remembered that the person in front of him was his genetic mother, and he also remembered the process of meeting her, but Morgan's too dangerous words just now, It had completely disappeared from his memory.

As she says, she was born to play it safe.

With a rare good mood, the silver-haired lady's sight returned to the sky. She saw the metal comets falling from the sky, rushing from the farthest sky, and in the blink of an eye they arrived at the main entrance of Randan Fortress. In the sky above, the originally closed hatches opened one after another with the sound of metal friction, and hundreds of death angels wearing black robes walked out.

It's time to eat.

She smiled, raised her hand, and along with a whisper, strange rustling sounds began to rise and fall among the countless shadows.

When the Dark Angels looked at the abnormally silent fortress, they suddenly discovered tens of thousands of bright red bloodstains floating in the shadows.

And soon, they realized it.

That's not blood.

Those are the pupils opened by countless aliens.