"It's me you're looking for, right?"
"yes."
Mortarion exerted force on his hand, and the scythe directly hit Alcantara more than ten meters away. This was a rare mercy for the Lord of Death.
"Then it depends on whether you have this ability!"
Veronica said nothing more and floated slowly, her face covered by the airflow swirling around her. Then huge natural energy emanated from her body, as if she was the center of the storm.
Afterwards, she held a staff in one hand and the illusory Heya rune in the other.
"If you think I am weak and can be bullied, you are wrong...Eternal Mother, Zhaowu Star."
As Veronica chanted a spell, the storm-like power of the warp set off waves strong enough to throw the Plague Marines into the air.
At this time, Veronica is like the incarnation of a goddess, with fluttering clothes and a golden crown that is so dazzling that the stars are out of reach, summoning the energy of nature to compete with the annihilating plague.
The alien snake Vishal that was wrapped around her arm also grew in size at this time, turning into a giant basilisk that was a hundred meters long and several people thick. It held Veronica up with its head and gently lifted it with its tail. With one swing, several Plague Marines were swept away, shattering the armor and the bones covering it.
Subsequently, within a radius of several thousand meters, a large number of vines emerged from the hard ground, whipping Nurgle's believers with skull-crushing force. At the same time, various primitive spells flew in all directions, drowning those who defied the order of life.
The Death Shrouds closest to Veronica suffered the most direct anger of the goddess. A series of vines poured down like swift snake strikes, directly sweeping towards a Death Shroud team. Several people were lifted up and thrown away on the spot. It flew and fell to pieces.
The powerful life energy is also healing the Eldar injured in the battle, allowing them to regain vitality and strength, and even Alcantara has stood up again.
However, this was not enough to counter the Lord of Death's unwavering determination.
The Deathshrouds continued to fire fiercely at Vineman, and Mortarion had already waved his scythe, heading straight for the giant snake like a hard-working farmer, and then pulled out the pistol on his waist and shot at the opponent.
However, a huge white flower suddenly bloomed, absorbing those fatal bullets one by one, and completely shattered itself.
White petals are flying in the air, and the song from the Eldar Mother Goddess is still echoing in the wind.
Mortarion shook his insect wings and planned to fly into the sky, but as soon as he left the ground, Vineman caught up with him.
Thousands of small vines gathered together into one giant vine, which wrapped around his waist and dragged him back to the ground.
"Alien Witch!!!"
Mortarion roared and tore them apart with his terrifying power. The first Vineman broke immediately, but it was of no use. More squirming Vinemen climbed up his arms and wrapped their hands tightly. live.
Although the blasphemous aura carried by the demon primarch itself continued to wither the surrounding vines, the other side grew faster.
Soon, the Lord of Death could no longer even use his arms to draw out his pistol and shoot.
At this time, Veronica stood on the head of the giant snake, staring coldly at Mortarion below. Although she wanted to kill this bastard now, she forced herself into the goddess without the Heya Talisman. The condition has put a huge burden on her spirit. Even if she tries her best to maintain it, the Heya rune on her hand is still getting darker and darker——
In the end, Veronica decided to fight to the death, gritted her teeth, closed her palm suddenly, and crushed the rune that had become translucent.
At that moment, it violently emitted a harsher and brighter light, and at the same time, vine tendrils flashing with amber energy grew violently, wrapping Mortarion in the blink of an eye, and at the same time, sharp thorns started from the inside. When it was ejaculated, it was like an iron maiden being a torture device.
In an instant, Mortarion's body was covered with thorns, but the slight pain only made the anger in his heart intensify.
The Lord of Death then whispered the incantation, pausing for every seventh syllable.
Along with the dark spell, the flames on the battlefield still trembled even if there was no breeze.
Soon the winds of decay began to surge, filling the air with the stench of the swamp, burning in the throats of all life.
Mobilizing such power was not easy in Commorragh, but it was not difficult for Mortarion.
Hearing the dark words ringing in her ears, Veronica's eyes immediately flashed with fear, and the giant snake under her feet also arched its back in an extremely twisted way, trying to break free from the invisible restraints. came out, but it was no use.
She stared in horror at the image that appeared in front of her. It looked complete, but was so ethereal and insubstantial. The only clear eyes were filled with endless decay and malaise. Its teeth were like incomplete tombstones, and its breath smelled like a rotting corpse. The stench.
Then it reached out to her, but it couldn't get past the barrier of reality.
Even so, Veronica was so scared that she closed her eyes, but could still see it, burning in his mind.
The idea of escape filled her heart.
But she couldn't leave before she became an empty shell.
Mortarion recited the spell carefully, not missing a single syllable, then tilted his head back and squeezed the words out with his lips.
The power from his loving father spread within his body, seeping out of his blood vessels and staining his skin.
Then the Lord of Death spread his wings, and the vines surrounding him instantly disappeared like fine sand, and then flew straight towards Veronica.
When Veronica opened her eyes, she saw the cold eyes of the demon primarch.
"You feel it, don't you? Your loving father has already marked your soul with an indelible mark. You will always be His."
"No!"
Veronica staggered back, but the heartbreaking pain and the darkness that flooded her mind almost made her lose consciousness.
The basilisk swung its body suddenly at the last moment, throwing Veronica to the tail of the snake, then turned its head sharply and bit Mortarion.
The Lord of Death swung his scythe, and the huge snake head was cut off directly. The blood spurted out caused a bloody rain to fall around, and the twitching snake tail also made Veronica fall to the ground.
But before approaching the ground, a hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed her arm, allowing her to land on her feet.
"Why are you disobedient... If only you could defeat it, it would be so troublesome!"
Complaining softly, Talos turned the power sword in his hand and threw Veronica behind him.
"If I don't die this time, I will probably be the only person in the legion besides Sevatar who has faced the original body and survived, right?"
Looking at the Lord of Death slowly falling in front of him, Talos took a breath, then turned off the breathing filter system of the helmet, intending to fight with only the small amount of oxygen stored in the armor.
But Talos didn't know how long he could hold on, but the fear of facing the original body and a little excitement left him no time to think so much.
