Warhammer: I don't want to be a stinky can! ! !

Chapter 332 321. Mortarion is calm

The long and narrow tunnel is dark and silent as if nothing exists——

"boom!"

In an instant, fire exploded in the passage, dust suddenly rose, and smoke billowed. Bone-white helmets and boots stepped out of the hazy dust, tongues of fire burned through the armor, and a strange glimmer of light flashed across the sickle.

The Lord of Death strode into his field, with the Deathshroud and the Soulless following their lord.

There was noise in the channel. Mortarion turned slightly sideways, and a missile would rush forward. The bright fire drove away ignorance and illuminated their path forward.

The previous tension of exploring the tunnel was no longer there. With the Death Guard Zero Company's reserves fully activated, the previous illusion was nothing more than a small trick.

Mortarion walked to the second door expressionlessly, he paused for a moment, the soulless people received his signal, people stepped forward and planted explosives.

"boom!"

Mortarion stepped directly into the door. Faenus Manus was holding his Forgebreaker warhammer. In front of the original body lay the corpse of the basilisk. The desecrated corpse lay with its head down on the steps. On the high platform is a chair that looks like a king or a monarch, with gorgeous and complicated patterns.

From the moment the Lord of Death forcibly stepped into the door, except for the two originals, everything in the illusion was stagnant at this moment, and the pool of blood overflowing under the corpse no longer grew larger.

Fenus Manus seemed unaware that Mortarion had entered, with his back turned to Mortarion, still staring at the corpse.

The room was very deep, and in the darkness higher up, there were 21 sculptures looking at them silently.

After confirming that there were no other threats in the room, Mortarion seemingly casually put his left hand on the lamp at his waist, and put his right hand on the sickle to die.

[My brother, Warmaster candidate, can you return to your battlefield in the desert? 】

Fenusmanus slowly turned around, and Mortarion secretly held the scythe, ready at any time—

Faenus turned around. At least he didn't have anything strange growing on his head, and his expression... He seemed to have been affected by some shock, and his usually expressionless face showed some abnormal twitching.

Faenus also made a gesture ready to attack, but after seeing Mortarion, he seemed to relax, and his shoulders relaxed unconsciously, although he was still as tight as a piece of steel.

[Mortarion...are you here too? 】

Fernus spoke tentatively,
[Why can't I be here, but you, Fainus? You should have stayed with your heirs in the desert, so why did you end up in the tunnel under the rainforest? 】

Mortarion asked provocatively, but this did not arouse Fainus's anger as usual. Fainus just paused, and the expression on his face hesitated,

[I can't explain this to you. There are existences on this planet that we can't imagine... I met two Eldar, and they lured me... over. My decision was wrong. 】

Mortarion spoke naturally,
[One with pointed ears and one with protruding teeth? 】

[You also met? 】

Mortarion let out two chuckles,

[Cunning aliens... They dare not stand directly in front of me, because they know that I will tear them into pieces. What I encounter is just the shadow left by the coward. 】

Fenus paused, and he blinked stiffly. This was a stupid expression. Mortarion swore that Fenus would never be willing to make such an expression in front of him - unless he was really very good now. Confused, something happened.

Mortarion had been in this situation before, he was familiar with it.

Mortarion's eyes passed through Faenus, and he looked at the corpse of the basilisk, but then Fainus moved, blocking Mortarion's gaze.

In a dangerous move, Mortarion narrowed his eyes. He stared at Fainus, poisonous gas spraying out of his mask.

Realizing Mortarion's doubts, Faenus spoke,
[Did they say anything to you?I mean those Eldar prophecies. 】

Mortarion laughed dryly.
[My brother, the most useless and harmful thing in the world is prophecy - not to mention the prophecy of an alien race. If you insist on that stupid future, I can recommend our crazy "brother" to you. 】

[Fenus Manus, contender for Warmaster, I think you are known for your rationality and efficiency, and you are the original body who will not be swayed by a few simple words from an alien race, right? 】

Mortarion thought his words had been effective, and the familiar fire of rage lit up in his eyes now that Faenus seemed alive.

[Mortarion, put away your useless sarcasm. 】

Fenus said,

[It wasn’t just language, they showed me...certain possibilities. ] Feinus's voice gradually became quieter. He thought of the confusing and familiar face of the snake demon. One Eldar told him to change, while the other warned him that steel would eventually break. He had already embarked on his destiny. path of.

Then he saw... destiny... Fulgrim... no...

No, it was just a bad fake, a malicious prank.

But when Fernus thought of his best friend, the snake demon he had just fought began to overlap with that perfect figure.

No, Fulgrim has holy beauty. He is the first mottled mark on the marble statue at dawn, the first cold light on the sword of the night watchman at dusk, he is a holy ascetic, and he is a loyal paladin. …

...The sparkling snake scales floated across the shimmering light, and a familiar smile appeared on the beautiful and coquettish face. He looked at him and gently scratched his neck with his sharp nails while laughing.

[What is that behind you, Fainus? 】

Mortarion's cold words brought back Faenus's expression, and Fainus realized that he had just fallen into the river of thoughts again.

His lips moved twice, but there were no words.

He could clearly see Mortarion's rising alarm. Faenus should have been angry, but he was too confused now.

He stood there, his expression probably stupid.

[...A terrible monster. 】

Fenus said.

Then he saw Mortarion was silent for a moment, and the Lord of Death took out a grenade from his waist, a rather strange move.

[With all due respect, let me guess... Feinus, did you see a familiar figure on that monster——? ! 】

The next moment, Faenus found himself rushing in front of Mortarion and trying to punch him in the face.

Mortarion, who had already expected it, crushed the grenade and firmly held the fist that Faenus aimed at his face. The dust flew between the two original bodies.

[I'm right, aren't I, Fainus? 】

Under the hood, Mortarion's bright yellow eyes were staring at Fenus with a half-smile, but the chill in his eyes couldn't be concealed.

Faenus loosened his grip on his arm, and the corners of his mouth stiffened.

[I'm not very rational now, Mortarion, I don't want you to try to provoke me, even if you are happy to do so. 】

Mortarion smiled and let go of his hand, seemingly confirming that Faenus was still normal.

[The Eldar are always cunning, and this is not the right place to talk - Vulkan and your descendants are still waiting for us, we should go. 】

【but,】

Mortarion said slowly,
[Would you like to let me take a look at the monster behind you, my brother? 】

Fainus said nothing. He walked coldly to Mortarion. He stared at Mortarion with his peripheral vision, waiting for the Lord of Death's reaction.

Mortarion turned his head. The face of the snake monster was tangled in messy hair and blood, but the iconic eyes still allowed him to identify who it was.

...Fulgrim?
Mortarion had never actually met Fulgrim, but he had seen portraits and sculptures of his brothers—especially those who liked to promote themselves.

The answer was expected. Mortarion himself had seen the illusion, and the feeling was unforgettable.

Mortarion opened his mouth.

[It turns out that you have a good relationship with Fulgen. I have indeed heard about it for a long time. 】

Feynus' eyes widened in response, bemused and taken aback by Mortarion's apparent blandness.

Mortarion spoke calmly,
[Excuse me, let us go find Vulkan first. Time is running out. A candidate for the great warmaster, after experiencing something like this... there is no need to be so panicked. 】

　No more, yes!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)