"The price is probably your life."
As he spoke, the man stretched out his hand and knocked on the table gently, raising his tone for the first time, showing his serious attitude at this time.
"Brother, stop it now. It has not yet posed a fatal threat to you. You saw the outcome of the Second Legion with your own eyes and participated in it personally. I don't want to see it happen to you either... In fact, you have plenty of time to slowly advance your plan. Being too hasty will only lead to failure. I think you should understand this truth."
The other party shook his head.
"There's... no time."
"Why?"
"I can't explain it now. In that case...brother, can you do me a small favor?"
"Please say."
"Soon, a young man will come to your expedition. Please let him live no matter what."
"What's his name?"
"he is--"
When sleep completely swept through the last corner of his brain, all the sounds in Soshiyang's ears gradually faded away, and he fell completely into darkness.
On one side of the battlefield, looking at the Lord of Death, a voice sounded for the first time under the dragon helmet, a mockery with an exotic accent.
"You are as disgusting as ever."
As he spoke, Jaghatai Khan used his long knife to make a scratch at the height of Mortarion's neck.
"Has the scar I left on you last healed?"
"You-this time, I will never-"
"You are so stupid, what are you going to say? I am no longer what I used to be? I am very curious, do you think you have made progress in these ten thousand years? There are only two kinds of people in this world who will turn a blind eye to lessons, madmen and fools, I think You belong to the latter. I can even see the asteroid named self-pity ticking in the monotonous orbit of your mind. Your soul is like a rodent in a maze, regardless of Everything is trying to find a different way out.”
Jaghatai Khan chuckled and moved his knife "slowly" in the air.
"You have always been like this, my wretched brother, and banishing you once more would be boring to me."
"I am going to kill you!"
Mortarion roared angrily, and the poisonous cloud spread from his body to the surroundings like thick smoke. The power that depleted all things continued to spread, and even the ground beneath his feet turned into sand.
"Kill me? Then let me tell you what it means to be different from the past."
Facing the surging wave of death, Jaghatai Khan just sneered, holding up the white tiger sword in his hands, and the shining arc of electricity quickly wrapped around it.
In the blink of an eye, he had disappeared from the spot. Mortarion suddenly turned around, only to see eleven afterimages of lightning rushing toward him from all directions. The overwhelming sense of oppression and heat told him - this was definitely not an illusion!
He realized that his long-lost brother had taken off his former disguise and completely revealed his true nature.
Mortarion turned his scythe, and diseases and vermin swarmed out from the gaps in his armor, and then collided with the eleven bolts of lightning.
"Ah!"
There was a loud noise, and the lightning pierced the decaying mist, hitting Mortarion hard.
"this--"
The Lord of Death had never experienced such a fierce and wild offensive. He felt as if he was in a thunderstorm. Lightning kept hitting his armor and body, forcing him to retreat during his fierce attack. The roars became weaker and weaker, more and more desperate.
More importantly, the other party was too fast, too fast, so fast that the trace was just a residual light in the retina, so fast that even the nerves had no time to issue a warning, so fast that all witchcraft was like floating clouds——
He even had no time to care about every knife that fell on him, and could only barely protect his neck and head. What was even more frightening was that the speed of his body's self-healing could no longer keep up with the speed of the opponent's chops.
This was like a kind of torture. The other party chopped his body with knife after knife, but it did not cause death.
Mortarion retreated all the way, Khan pursued him, and his ruthless attacks continued like waves crashing on the shore!
Amidst the lightning and thunder, the blades flashed out in succession. The Lord of the Fifth Legion resolutely cut off a piece of metal and flesh bleeding from the body of his fallen brother, and then turned the blade again faster, and on it Long cracks were torn out on his limbs.
The armor shattered one after another, and the fragments fell from the riddled body like a torrent. The blood mixed with the soil and even formed a small swamp, bubbling under Mortarion's feet.
Loving father——————
At this time, a terrible wail shook Comoros.
The duel between Rainfather and Kain's incarnation finally came to an end, and when the hulking Nurgle was kicked over, the Dooming Wail streaked across his unclean face with great energy.
The demon let out a howl of pain as the cursed blade cut into his head, shattering his skull into hundreds of pieces. Before he could get furious with the pain, Kane's fist incarnate had already roared towards him, hitting him right in the middle. Face, knocking its twisted body over.
At this time, the incarnation of the Eldar God of War was also seriously injured. Magma-like blood flowed down from the metal skin like a waterfall, and the huge wound seemed to tear him into pieces.
But it is still fighting, dancing the doomsday wail in a huge arc, piercing the huge mouth of the demon's belly, and letting out a soul-shaking war cry, promising the coming of destruction.
The entire Commorragh was silenced by this earth-shattering sound. Everyone turned their eyes to this terrible scene, and the Eldar all praised their God of War.
Keira! Mantha! Kane! !
The final blow came. With a string of shining energy, Doomsday Wail was lifted vertically from the feet of the incarnation in slow motion. The tip of the sword penetrated the body of the demon with a sound of tearing reality, and then used up the last of his strength. The force continued to push the sword forward.
The divine sword pierced the abdomen of the screaming demon, and sprayed supernatural power and venom all over the street. After drawing out the sword, Kane's incarnation slashed at the demon's head, slamming it into the lower part of the skull.
The demon's skull was completely shattered into pieces in the huge explosion, and was involved in the storm that formed, emitting an ugly purple light.
After a scream, pus poured out like a mountain torrent, and the storm seemed to be absorbed by the explosion. The rolling dark clouds instantly turned into blazing flames, and were eventually annihilated into obscurity.
"No------"
Seeing Rainfather's defeat, Mortarion realized that they were going to fail and decided to make a last ditch effort.
"Withdraw the flagship! The fleet will fire in thirty seconds! Erase this place completely!"
After receiving the order, the Plague Marines silently implemented the original plan. They began to withdraw from the battlefield in a planned manner. At the same time, the Endurance also began to release a large number of Stormbirds and Thunderhawks to respond.
At this moment, the outer space of Commorragh was suddenly torn apart by purple lightning, and then an Ark Eldar fleet rushed into this dark space.
This fleet is headed by a golden spear-shaped giant ship. It is also one of the few remaining active capital ships of the ancient Eldar Empire. Its history is even older than some craft worlds.
On the bow of the battleship, an Eldar warrior wearing gorgeous blue armor and a red helmet with long temples, carrying an ancient flag behind his back, and the black and white Yin Yang fish symbol branded on his chest stood proudly and independently.
