"Mortarion, what happened?" "Hades, give me your explanation."
During the break in the war, on the Endurance, the two people who asked the question at the same time looked at each other.
Mortarion remained silent and gloomy, pointing out the porthole. He saw ragged mechanical sages crying and shouting prayers, kneeling down to worship the cabin on the Endurance.
They seemed to be still shouting some nonsense about immediately joining the Death Guard.
Okay, okay, he said first. Hades coughed awkwardly, "I saved them. They may have misjudged my ability."
Mortarion turned around and took a look at the crying oil men.
"A certain misjudgment?"
Hey, don’t ask him. Hades doesn’t know why he is so popular with the oil man. Could it be that the small fragments of the Void Dragon he ate are causing trouble
"I uh. That's it, definitely a misjudgment!"
"Because I have the effect of exorcising spirits from the subspace, the scene of me exorcising the rust when I rescued them may have had a certain impact on them."
Hades crossed his arms and nodded in conviction. Yes, that's it.
"Ahem. So, Mortarion, what happened to you?"
Now it was Mortarion's turn to remain silent. The Primarch reviewed the previous scene and spoke cautiously.
"Rust removal, that traitor tried to interfere with us in some way, but of course he failed. Traitors are doomed to fail."
"How did I interfere with you?"
"Some kind of psychic illusion, a little trick not worth mentioning."
Mortarion waved his hands carelessly.
"The troops you trained are very good. The anti-psychic effect exceeded my expectations."
Just when Hades was about to show his standard annoying laugh and say arrogantly "Of course!", an urgent communication from Garo interrupted his pretense.
In previous operations, Hades successfully defended the main city of Just and opened up transportation channels between the Death Guard and the main city.
During this process, Hades felt that he had offended something, but the other party did not show up, so Hades did not know what he had offended.
Mortarion, who returned to command, forced the alien army into a corner of the star field. With the help of the Mechanicus' ground defenses that were gradually recaptured by the Death Guard, the destruction of the aliens was only a matter of time.
[Mr. Legion Commander, Mr. Commander, we have received an urgent communication from the Dark Angels of the First Legion.]
Under the hood, Mortarion raised his eyebrows. He still remembered Lion Jonson's face that made him unhappy.
Yes, yes, he was certainly not a war addict, and the Death Guard only needed to watch Lion Jonson and his spawn fight from the sidelines.
The Death Guard have arrived at their location, and it is slightly different from the information conveyed by the First Order. This place is not "safe" -
There are some "little" xenos here, as well as some warp malevolence.
Haha, Mortarion laughed dryly in his heart, and he swore that it did not contain any positive emotions.
[Come on, turn on the communication, Jialuo, let's take a look at the First Legion that is dominating the battlefield. Where do they want us to applaud? ]
The figure of the lion appeared in the communication, no longer as majestic as before. He was very tired and exhausted, but still tried to declare his status with his fangs.
The glow of the command board reflected off Lion Jonson's armor, and the Lion King held his sword in silence.
Mortarion knew that the Dark Angels were bleeding, the Randan were tearing at the First Legion, and the pain of the offspring would eventually be fed back to the Primarch. The large number of sacrifices made the lion restless.
Mortarion said nothing.
[A branch of Randan fled towards the Death Guard deployed by Rust. ]
[You need to stop them and destroy them. ]
Mortarion blinked and said nothing.
[You are about to meet them. The dark angels following behind this alien race will also share the alien race's war flames. ]
[ah.]
Mortarion spoke dryly, interrupting Lion Jonson.
[That is to say—]
Hades coughed twice in the private channel and said quickly and quietly,
[Motarion, we are still comrades, so there is no need to argue.]
Mortarion smacked his lips in disappointment. Why didn't Lion Jonson have a close friend who could remind him to shut up
Mortarion had no choice but to change the subject.
[In other words - the Death Guard will have to face two alien armies next? ]
The lion, who had always been staying in his own territory, finally showed surprise. Leon frowned and stared at Mortarion with dissatisfaction.
[Two?]
[Rust was attacked by another alien, and the Death Guard saved them. ]
[Mortarion, I hope you understand that this is a forge world and will not fall easily.]
Are you questioning your brother
Without waiting for Hades to stop him, Mortarion spoke directly and asked sharply.
Hades screamed silently, wait, this is the third Randan War, at this point in time, it is not appropriate to mention words like "questioning brothers"! !
But having said that, Hades can't just jump out and say "Stop, stop", right
He could only watch the confrontation between the two Primarchs in a cold sweat.
The Pale Lord opened his hands gladly, and as the Primarch moved, the general battle scene of the Death Guard was also transmitted to the First Legion.
Of course, part of it was concealed, but this was only a rough summary, and there was no need for Lion Jonson to see the whole picture.
Finally, Lion Johnson fell silent for a moment. The ruined city and air defense facilities in the video confirmed Mortarion's words.
The lion's eyes fixed on the defiant Mortarion, his other "brother".
Brother, for Leon, it is a meaningless word, an insignificant word.
Lions in the jungle do not need so-called blood relatives. Perhaps some people will indulge in this meaningless connection, but he is definitely not one of them.
The Lion looked at Mortarion, his "brother".
Thin and inconspicuous was the first impression Mortarion gave to Lion. Compared with other Primarchs, Mortarion was a little too dull.
Does he know what he just said
The timing of this question is a bit coincidental.
The lion tapped his sword silently. The Primarch, who had been on the periphery, could not have known the truth on the battlefield. Blood was gushing out from inside, but it was hidden well by them.
According to the intelligence Leon obtained, this "brother" should not have had any contact with the [non-existent legion], and the intentional blockade had begun a long time ago.
Then Mortarion's words were pure provocation.
The Lion held his sword and spoke again, solemnly and without hesitation.
[I hope you understand what you are saying, Mortarion.]
[Of course I understand.]
The Lion King raised an eyebrow.
Stupid guy, there is no need to talk anymore. Many matters on the battlefield are still waiting for the Lion to deal with. Rumors are spreading, and the mysterious youngest brother brings news about the [War Marshal].
[The enemy's movements have been sent to the Death Guard. Hold on here. If reinforcements are needed, there is a Space Wolves garrison in the nearby star field.]
The communication was disconnected.
"Fuck! Mortarion! What did you just say?!"
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