Warhammer Inquisitor

Mortarion came out of the mist, his footsteps were heavy, and he walked slowly like a huge engine. Guilliman looked at his brother with sadness in his eyes. The moment disappeared, because he saw his brother now.

The silent but powerful and proud Mortarion in the past, he has changed, he is still as powerful as a real demigod, wearing a power armor that is not comparable to Guilliman, and striding forward with a chainsaw and sickle Come, but he is not him anymore, that Mortarion is dead, and what is in front of him now is just his body.

Huge wings spread out behind him, and endless poisonous mist permeated down from them. He exuded powerful power, but Guilliman knew that it was just a container of power, and that container was his old one. Brother, the Mortarion of today is nothing more than a puppet of Nurgle.

"Brother, what happened to you..." Guilliman said sadly, although it was clearly a life-and-death contest, Mortarion and his legion destroyed half of Ultramar, and countless worlds were destroyed. , the plague and infection swept across it, attracting the bombing and purification of the Tribunal, and they were all burning.

It was the cry of hundreds of billions of people, the burning of countless homes, and Guilliman should have been furious when he saw him, but now, he just felt deeply mourned for the fate of his former brother And sad.

"What did you let him do to you? Mortarion, do you know what you have become?" Guilliman pleaded, hoping that his brother's last soul could answer him, but all he got was disappointment , and deep despair.

Mortarion raised his head and roared with pride, countless poisonous mist and the power of the plague spewed out from his mouth, poisoning the earth and corrupting the sky, "I have become an extraordinary existence, Robert, everything My father has given me a power that my father never gave, real power, you should join us, you still have a chance to embrace the truth."

"You call this truth? Mortarion, no, it's just a sad game. You are like a marionette in the hands of the evil god. Your will is replaced by its poisonous mist. Look, now it is still coming from Erupt in your mouth." Guilliman looked at Mortarion sadly, the person in his eyes could not be called a person at all, but more like those dolls stuffed with cotton in stage plays, although they were I am moving, but every move is being manipulated.

His words, his words and deeds, are nothing but tricks of the evil gods, who connect his whole body with silk threads, making him fog up with their fingertips, and he is nothing but a toy, a sad creation.

"You don't understand anything at all, Robert Guilliman, you are always the most arrogant of us, some people think it is Russ, it is Horus, no, it is you, Robert, from beginning to end It's all you." Mortarion said angrily, there was also resentment, ridicule and sarcasm, so many emotions existed at the same time in those few short sentences.

"You have never faced us, hiding in your little kingdom and dreaming of your dreams, you believe in that liar, our father, how many ridiculous things did you do for him? How many brothers did you kill for him?"

"What? I never! Except for those in the rebellion, I was forced to, Mortarion, I never thought of destroying you, I swear." Guilliman responded in shock, he did not understand why Mo Tarion was going to charge himself for the show.

Mortarion seemed enraged, he regretted Guilliman's ignorance, or he knew, but he was still lying, and this infuriated the father of the Sixteenth Legion, who yelled at Guilliman, "You Are you still arguing? Robert Guilliman, you know what kind of person he is, you have known it from beginning to end! Even now, you are still fighting for the so-called justice of that liar and that corpse."

Mortarion came striding forward, his voice was like a sandstorm blowing across the earth, hoarse but no one would miss a single word, every word and every word slammed into people's minds, "We see clearly His essence, so resist him, in order to save the last hope of mankind, and you? What have you done?!"

Mortarion raised his scythe, and he rushed to Guilliman to slash it. Guilliman blocked it and held the holy sword tightly, looking at Mortarion, "You call this the future? Mortarion Ann, open your eyes as if it were yours, and your legions become walking monsters, and you yourself a marionette."

"I was never a marionette, you were, Robert, you're still lying to yourself, no matter how many times the Emperor has lied to you, you're still shooting your own brother for his mistakes, look at the Empire, look at The empire of this rotten country! How dare you call us monsters?!"

Mortarion repelled Guilliman violently. He strode forward and slashed at Guilliman's back with his scythe. Pull in the distance.

"I never believed him, Mortarion, I was not his marionette, I rejected his power, I rejected his help, and launched the Indomitable Crusade in my own power, me and my people We will take back our future!" Guilliman roared, drew back his flaming sword and slashed at Mortarion, he turned into a poisonous mist and flashed back instantly, Mortarion held the scythe tightly, with a look like The eyes of a ridiculous and ignorant child.

"Your own strength? How ridiculous that sounds, whose sword are you holding in your hand? Why are you standing in this poisonous fog?" Mortarion asked mockingly, laughing at Guilliman's ignorance and self-deception , the latter was stunned, he looked around at the poisonous mist in shock.

"Did you find it? You can stand upright in the mist that can melt steel and metal. Brother, do you still think that God does not exist? Do you still think that he is not a god? And you, Robert Guilliman, you just With his blood flowing, you're borrowing his strength, like all of us."

Mortarion flew up, he jumped and chopped down from the air, a huge amount of poisonous mist erupted between the scythes, and they slashed from the air with Mortarion's scythes.

Guilliman raised his hand to block, the flames and poisonous mist devoured each other, and surrounded Guilliman and Mortarion in an instant, his face looked from the other side, with a mocking expression, "Now, do you still think Are you right? Brother, do you still think you have the truth? No, Robert, you have always been an ignorant child."

Mortarion kicked Guilliman away, and then he flapped his wings and turned into a poisonous mist to charge towards him. He appeared instantly, slashed at Guilliman with a scythe in his hand, and the latter blocked it with a sword in one hand. The killing blow, then dodged back and raised the bolt gauntlet and fired forward.

Bolts shot into the smoke, hitting nothing, and he was startled when Mortarion appeared behind him, snickering as the cold mist sprayed Guilliman's neck, "Accept the truth, the real truth , brother, the opportunity is in front of you, embrace it, and welcome the true sublimation of the Lord of All Things, that is the only way to break the great wheel of pain from the hands of the corpse emperor."

"I will break it, Mortarion, I know I have never seen the truth, my arrogance and ignorance, when I put on Fulgrim's crown, I saw my arrogance." Guilliman Said, he turned around on the spot, swiped away Mortarion's sickle with a sword, and roared with pride, courage and true awareness.

"I know this well, I don't need you to tell me, but I will not accept your truth, you are not my brother, you are just a puppet of the evil god, I will not allow such a future to happen to human beings!" Amidst the roar, Guilliman's hand holding the sharp blade burst out with infinite power, and a white halo lit up behind Destiny's head, which was very close to the emperor's halo, but it was significantly different.

Those are two existences of one body with two sides, the golden light is holy and powerful, but the white light is truly pure, like a blank sheet of paper, waiting to be written, and Guilliman will grasp the notes of fate, just as Connor told himself like that.

"My destiny belongs to me! The destiny of mankind will be written by me. This is my destiny, and this is the reason why I die and wake up again!" Guilliman roared and slashed at Mortarion with his sword. His sickle was cut off in an instant, and his head was almost split open.

Mortarion jumped back and roared, "What arrogance, brother, what arrogance! You are like an ignorant child. Now, let me teach you the truth!"

Mortarion backed away sharply, his wings spread around behind him, Mortarion and Guilliman quickly separated and then lifted into the air, and in an instant, it exploded from Guilliman's feet There were countless black vines, and they wrapped around Guilliman's body, fixing him tightly.

The source of the vines is those Ultramarines who were killed. They fell to the ground, and their armor and bodies melted in the poisonous mist and flowed into the ground. As a guide, found and bound their Gene-Father.

Guilliman tried to escape, but was entangled tightly by the poisonous ivy. He raised his head and looked at Mortarion in the sky. Along the shoulder of the armor, the poisonous dagger was pierced into Guilliman's body.

In an instant, the venom called God's Plague poured into Guilliman's veins, and Guilliman's body froze instantly. Around his dilated pupils, black waves were pouring into his pitch-black eyes.

"Abandon your arrogance and arrogance, brother, embrace it voluntarily, otherwise, you will only be embraced by it, then you will not have much left, but that's okay, at least when I see you again, Will be a brother who is truly of the same heart as me."

"I will never... kneel down like a coward!" Guilliman roared, tearing off the vines that should have bound him tightly with incredible force, and pierced Mortarion's chest with his sword. The Plague Lord wailed in pain, and he stepped back and fell to his knees.

Guilliman passed out with his head held high. He was hanged on the vines limply and powerlessly. He could no longer resist. Mortarion's heart was engulfed in anger and humiliation. He would not accept such shame, although he He had promised the All-Father that he would give Guilliman his soul intact, but now, he would take revenge.

Mortarion stood up, his wings transformed into sharp bayonets behind him, but just as he was about to kill Guilliman, the corpse of a World Eater fell at his feet, followed by the death guard on the other side of.

Mortarion was not angry because of the death of his heir, but hesitation, and the tension as if he was facing a big enemy made him look up. On the ground behind Guilliman, the corpses of Death Guards and World Eaters were strewn all over the place. Lying vertically, the huge demon engine collapsed and exploded, and the flames illuminated the figure from behind.

The girl's blond hair was flying in the air, she was wearing a white dress and the World Eater in her hand, the scarlet armor fell at her feet, Mortarion looked at the golden eyes, behind his head, a halo like a sword It was burning.

He didn't know the girl, but he knew who it really was, and there was only one person in the dark cloud, and Mortarion recognized him immediately, speaking in a voice full of respect and nervous hostility Said, "Dear Marshal, you are finally here."

"Of course I will come, child, we have one more thing to talk about." Vito floated in the mist, and the poisonous mist dispersed in the light, he said so majestically in the dazzling Shinblade City district.

As I am here.