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First, a bird's eye view of the entire fortress.
The screen rotated, then flickered, and passed through several thick metal gates to the deepest point.
The picture in front of me was noisy and flickering.
Several wizards appeared carrying the machine. They walked slowly, and then as if someone pressed the fast forward button, the wizard quickly walked a few hundred meters away and installed the machine in an inconspicuous building in the fortress.
The picture zooms out, zooms in, shrinks, enlarges, and flashes.
Mortarion walked to the machine very quickly as if he was in fast forward, and said something with his teeth and claws, but Angie couldn't hear it because he was going too fast.
It's just that Mortarion in the picture turned his head and glanced in the direction of Angie's gaze, but saw nothing and left.
The scene fast-forwarded again, and the machine was there, and Mortarion and the wizards were gone.
Angie didn't know that if he hadn't been wearing the shadow-obscuring device, his psychic gift that allowed him to see too much would have made him aware of Mortarion a month ago and corrupted him.
"I saw it, that thing is in the fortress." The light in Anji's eyes dissipated and he said to everyone present.
The Ultramarines don't trust Angie very much because they don't know how accurate this guy's psychic prophecies are.
Think tanks often fail to see a continuous picture.
But the Space Marines, including Zabriel and Salan, believed.
"Report to Lord Tyron!" Zabriel ordered to the battle brothers.
"Report to the original body!" The Ultramarines also started communicating.
Guilliman and Qin Mo, who were far away on the Macragge's Glory, received the news at the same time. They wanted to confirm it again, but the Emperor possessed Vanessa and verified the accuracy of the news for them.
The machines built by Mortarion are housed in the fortress.
It turns out Angie was right.
……
After a while.
In front of the Space Marines, Qin Mo and Guilliman teleported out, accompanied by the Imperial Guard Tribune Kokenhe.
"Follow me." Guilliman subconsciously gave the order, but was grabbed by Qin Mo.
"Don't let them come with us, let them stay here."
After saying that, Qin Mo said to Saran, the son of Antaeus's war leader: "Stay here."
Guilliman nodded thoughtfully and said to the Ultramarines: "Stay here."
Corken wanted to follow, but Guilliman threatened to send them back to the palace, leaving both the Custodes and the Sisters of Silence behind.
Qin Mo knew that if the Forbidden Army followed, there would be casualties, and one of the Forbidden Army would be killed by the great demon named Karama.
In the end, Qin Mo and Guilliman walked alone to where the machine was.
After walking a hundred meters, Qin Mo raised his hand and directly pulled the building with the machine in front of the two of them.
After entering the gate, Guilliman saw the machine on the video with his own eyes.
It's like a weird cross between technology and wizardry.
There is a moving mass of black matter in the beaker at the core of the machine. It is not a natural element or energy body, but a large pile of big flies that will burst into pulp when swatted.
"That's it." Qin Mo pulled out his chainsword and scepter, got ready and signaled to Guilliman that he could start.
Guilliman drew the Emperor's Sword and cut through the machine with one strike, as neatly as a hot knife cutting through butter.
After the machine was destroyed, a Nurgle demon named Kalama emerged.
It looked like a rotting dragon, not a Fatboy of Nurgle so fat that his intestines couldn't hold it in his body.
The strength of this Nurgle demon is even stronger than the demon prince who was killed by Qin Mo and Kaldor in Bia space.
When Karama appeared, Qin Mo and Guilliman seemed to be caught in a green vortex, and its power was even more powerful than Qin Mo predicted.
"I……"
When Kalama wanted to say something, the oncoming flaming sword and chain sword forced it to shut its rotten mouth.
"I know you are Karama, I told him." Qin Mo pulled out the chain sword from Karama's decayed body, and then struck the scepter wrapped with thunder and lightning on Karama's head.
Guilliman jumped up and jumped onto Kalama's back. The flaming sword broke through the body and caused great pain to the big demon.
Karama tried to throw Guilliman off his back. It turned its body and flapped its wings to hit Qin Mo. It fired its bow left and right to deal with the two enemies at the same time, but the lightning that immediately penetrated the roof and fell on it completely incapacitated it.
What followed was a torrent of flames.
Guilliman and Kalama were burned simultaneously, but the former was unaffected by the flames.
The original body burst out with a roar. After Kalama, who was injured by lightning and fire and was unable to move, was completely unable to struggle, the flaming sword broke through its decayed body and pierced its vitals.
The flaming sword, which didn't look that long, even penetrated Karama's back and emerged from his chest.
"Very good." Qin Mo put the scepter and chain sword behind his back, clapped his hands, "Both of us quickly brushed Kalama."
"You knew it would come out? No wonder you didn't let me take the others." Guilliman jumped down and sheathed his sword.
Qin Mo knew that Guilliman was always in trouble. Sometimes it wasn't that he liked to fight one-on-one, but that no one but him could get on.
Just like the Kalama in front of me.
A Custodes will be killed instantly by it, and ordinary Space Marines have no way to deal with it, because Kalama is not a fat demon mass-produced by Nurgle at all.
"When we destroy this machine, Espandor's war is half over, and the situation is great." Guilliman was very happy.
Qin Mo said nothing and fell into thinking.
Yax has not fallen, and the war on Espandor is almost won.
If Mortarion hadn't been ruined by the plague, it would be time to retreat now.
Chapter 545 I have a competitor
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In the turbulent subspace, the Death Guard flagship Endurance is parked in a green space. This space cannot be described in words. Only the most loyal servants of Nurgle who love and respect their father can enter and stay here.
Unlike Typhons's Terminus flagship, Mortarion's Endurance seemed less mutated, but only less so than the Terminus, which looked like a space monster.
Just like Mortarion, an extreme materialist who has been firm from beginning to end, is still somewhat mutated.
In the chamber of the flagship dedicated to the Daemon Primarch, Mortarion admired his numerous collections.
Among them, his favorite is the soul of his adoptive father.
This monster, who couldn't tell whether he was a mutant or an alien, was tortured to the point of being dehumanized and losing his mind, and the state of his soul ensured that he would never die from torture like his physical body.
"Kulgas is banished."
"To be honest, I think I should have helped it in the first place. In any case, he was an ally like me in dealing with Guilliman."
"What do you say?"
Mortarion spoke to his adoptive father's spirit.
"Ah...ah..."
The adoptive father's soul could only emit wailing sounds of unknown meaning, which was a sign that he was still immersed in some torture that penetrated his soul in the past.
He has gone crazy and has no ability to hold normal conversations at all.
"Stop talking to yourself to a madman." Vashtor appeared strangely in the shadow behind Mortarion.
To be precise, it's the machine in the shadows.
Vashtor is always elusive. The power of this sub-space sub-god is related to machines. It is not surprising at all that it can emerge from a certain demon machine.
"We lost." Mortarion looked back at Vashtor, "We have been fighting until now, and it didn't take long before we suffered huge losses."
"Kurgath was banished and it will take a long time for it to regroup."
"Yax has not taken it. This planet is giving Father Nurgle the middle finger in the real universe."
"Espando, the most important node of the plague network was destroyed, and Kalama was killed... To be honest, I don't know if it is completely dead. It said that it would only die when it witnessed the heat death of the universe. Damn, I don’t know if this is bullshit or if it’s true.”
"I don't know what's the point of continuing this war?"
After talking about the current situation, Mortarion turned to look at Vashtor: "My brother has found a good helper, and his helper is much better than mine."
Vashtor nodded. It always talks about matters. If it is the truth, then it will admit it.
Both the daemon primarch and the lesser gods fell silent.
Until a moment later, Vashtor advised: "Don't give up easily. You want to please your respected father, and I also have things I want to do. We should stick to it."
"Do you think it is feasible to attack Talon now?" Mortarion asked.
"The feasibility is infinitely close to zero." Vashtor said, "Tzeentch manipulated history and set up a big trap to weaken the reality membrane of the Talon sector. The Lord of the Maelstrom accidentally sent the Lord of Talon into Asia. Space, just this, is not enough to capture the star region, not to mention that there are more star gods now than before, and the celestial engine is far more powerful than before."
"Then you let me keep going!" Mortarion roared.
Its sound resonated in the cabin of the Endurance, and all the collections in the room were affected and suffered varying degrees of damage.
Vashtor stood impassive.
Mortarion turned around and asked Vashtor: "What is your purpose?"
Vash'tor's purpose was something Mortarion had always wondered about.
This guy shows up everywhere to cause trouble, like the god of trouble.
But it never mentions its own purpose. Kugas and Typhons both have their own purposes in this war, but Vashtor seems not to have one. What does this war have to do with it?
The mystery attached to Vash'tor made Mortarion feel that it could not be trusted.
The collaborator doesn't even say what he wants, which is a taboo in cooperation.
"My purpose..." Vashtor was lost in thought. He didn't seem to be hesitating whether to say it, but thinking about how to say it.
In the end, Vashtor did not talk about his own affairs immediately, but said to Mortarion: "Kurgath wants to create the most powerful death plague. It can no longer continue this work. If you need a Plant something powerful to deal with your brothers. This thing can be a plague, or of course it can be a weapon."
"You know what I'm good at."
"Make, invent."
"The arms race between two powerful races during the War in Heaven made me who I am."