Warning: This book's storyline and the original novel's magic upgrade storyline are about the two Death Guards meeting and starting a war.
Practice writing, fleet war written randomly, be careful to subscribe, no logic. The protagonist's combat power is a mystery. Pure extra, does not involve the main plot, long story.
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These are dark times, with the Primarch no longer around and mortals struggling to establish faith in the False Emperor.
He was in a state of emptiness, half asleep and half awake, with a vague pain enveloping him.
He was like a plant, slowly growing in the dark observation deck garden of the Death Scythe.
He was surrounded by moss and corpse fluid, without the chirping little creatures, whose shrill laughter he hated.
Like him, his descendants also fell asleep, sleeping in this endless dream, allowing the Scythe of Death to drift away.
The warm lights slowly lit up, the hull vibrated slightly, and the warm breeze from the warp brushed the fine scales on his wings.
Mortarion opened his eyes reluctantly. Above the annihilation at the height of a communication pole, the lantern that imprisoned Knakre's soul swayed and screamed.
"Let me go, Mortarion! Kill me! Kill me!!"
His father's wailing made Mortarion feel better. He waved his hand, and the viewing glass covered with turbid mucus became transparent, allowing him to see the next target of the god of death.
Spread the Father's mercy to all mortals.
However, on the other side of the glass, the fleet was floating slowly—
[Mortarion] opened his eyes wide, his vision blurred by the white mucus. The Endurance, that is the Endurance!
Still intact. Not defective. Pure.
A trace of pus leaked out from the gap of his breathing mask, and he struggled to breathe with a dying cough. How could it be possible? How could it be possible? !
"attack."
[Mortarion] muttered.
"The entire team is in hiding, and all communications signals are blocked,"
Father, please let us hide in death.
"All fleets immediately surround the Death Scythe. The Fourth Knight, my Dead Daughter, will take turns to stand on the bow of the Death Scythe."
"[Vox], lead your silent leaders and follow me to the front battleship."
Was this a gift from his loving Father, or was he still dreaming
The light cruisers on the periphery of the fleet were the first to discover the enemy.
But it was too late. A triangular cone-shaped fully accelerated fleet formation appeared from the void like a ghost and directly tore through the fleet.
The roar of the plasma engine roared in the universe, the metallic luster was swallowed by the mucus, and the heavy but extremely accelerated corrupted flagship suddenly appeared in the radar field of view!
The Death Guard warships that were most in contact with the enemy responded quickly, and countless torpedoes were aimed at the target, flashing and lighting up the starry sky.
The nova cannons deployed in advance on the periphery of the fleet also ignited with rage, tearing the sky apart.
The enemy ship was blown up, fragments flew everywhere, and large pieces of wreckage turned into burning meteorites. Along with it, an unprecedented mist-like liquid was ejected, which directly confused the entire space!
The fierce firepower of the Death Guard that came into contact with the enemy only destroyed the cruisers on the outermost layer of the enemy fleet. The Fourth Knight in the center of the fleet continued to accelerate, with its pointed bow pointing directly at its target.
The side of the Endurance floated slowly.
[Mortarion] stood at the center of the altar, his death shrouds standing around him, and he felt the foolish and ignorant soul.
Death, please let me be merciful to myself.
Mortarion stood in the command room, seething with rage.
Are those cruisers patrolling around the Endurance just for show?!
The sudden appearance of a special enemy ship and a familiar flagship structure, an ominous feeling began to loom.
The green vegetation clinging to the enemy ships was covered with slime.
The scene in the illusion reappears
The enemy fleet is still accelerating, there is no time -
The top priority must be to secure the Endurance.
"Endurance, turn around and show your bow to the enemy."
"Maximum void shield, gravity field."
There was no time to speed up.
"The fleet gathers together. The Terminus Est and My Dead Daughter move to the path of the enemy ships' attack. Sine against the enemy, maximum power void shields, maximum engine power."
"Cruiser, charge to the other side."
Since the opponent chooses to abandon the outer ships to ensure the attack, then, similarly, he can also choose to abandon his ships.
[Mortarion] laughed. My past self, are you still using such old methods
A straight and dazzling explosion ripped through the dense fleet, shattering countless hulls, but it also successfully slowed down the sharp spear that was piercing the heart of the Death Guard.
However-
"That's enough distance."
Even if there is a huge disparity in military strength, it does not matter, plague and disease, the Death Guard will choose the master they will follow.
Psychic energy explodes!
In the empty hall, only the sudden drop in temperature and frost remained.
Green and flesh spread like a tumor through the corridors of the Endurance's lower cabin.
The lights went out one by one, and the final buzz echoed in the corridor.
The fog began to spread.
No one is immune.
The mortal crew members fell to the ground retching, and then turned into flesh and blood growing in the corridor.
A light lit up in the mist, and an eerie green light shone through the fog.
He saw it.
With every step he took, [Mortarion] could see a different past that belonged to him.
Hades
Ridiculous, utterly ridiculous.
A dry smile appeared beneath the mask.
Do you still think anyone will trust you
Do you still think you can trust others
No one truly wants to stand beside you, Mortarion, and you are not worthy of being chosen.
Except for the loving Father, they have all abandoned you.
They just crave your power, they just covet your wealth. Betrayal is your inherent tragedy. The more you trust, the more painful it is.
[Carastyphon], he chewed on the name, but his [Caras] was no longer called Carastyphon, he became Typhon, and after betraying [Mortarion], he received his reward.
After betraying him!
After sacrificing him and his legion!
Mortarion!
Even [Callas] will turn his back on you, what are you expecting!
What a weak guy.
It's just a change of betrayer.
He will betray you, I swear.
[Mortarion] will catch the next betrayer, and then make him taste the poison of betrayal himself.
The bell rang, echoing long in the darkness at the bottom of the Endurance, and the plague came with him.
Mortarion clenched his hand around Silence. The tall Primarch now stood in the widest hall of the Endurance. Behind him, countless Terran veterans were wearing their battle armor.
In the area that was blown up in advance to prevent the enemy from advancing, flames were burning fiercely.
He saw it. That was—
[future]
A plague-ravaged husk, a whitish body swollen by the curse, slime oozing from the cracks in the power armor, and strange tattered wings extending from behind itself.
That is, himself
What about the fallen self
Mortarion felt his chest tighten, a faint stench seemed to permeate the air, and the feeling of the scythe's annihilation began to fade.
"Mortarion?"
"Motarion, now that we are on a light cruiser, we can still escape, right?"
The familiar voice and still strange suggestion brought Mortarion back to his thoughts.
He took a deep breath.
"No, this is fate. I realized that we will have to fight one day."
Hades, wearing the Terminator armor and now the death shroud, blinked. Is it too late for him to run now
However, an unfounded malice stared at him.
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