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

Chapter 648 96. Farce
【Comoros】

Things got a little bad.

Conrad Coates thought, he was still carrying out this arrest - the blood vessels in his forehead were bulging, which indicated that something bad was going to happen, but he could not see anything in his bloodshot eyes. Find out what happens next.

Kittens cornered are noisy.

Conrad crawled on the ground in a beast-like posture, with golden tassels swaying beneath him. The corpses of the Haemonculi were scattered all around, and there were even one or two unlucky archons of the small conspiracy mixed in, and their witches were not even there. Lying beside them in disgrace, mutilated.

The narrow, hot and dark black tower is steaming with blood.

For the last time, Conrad thought, his soul tortured by the Emperor felt pain and irritation, it was time to put an end to this hunt that had lasted for thousands of years.

The original body's eyes were blurred after being hit hard by the lion. Leon opposite him raised his sword. The old knight was exiled into the reinforced concrete forest, looking extremely embarrassed.

But now, he can't escape.

Conrad has forced Leon Jonson into the interior of the tallest black tower in Commorragh - uniting various conspiracies and the Pseudo Hades. Facts have proved that he can still do something, but the efficiency is slightly lower.

He could feel the muscles all over his body vibrating with the buzzing of the Tower of Hades, and the feeling of being suppressed was uncomfortable. The power of the Tower of Hades in normal operation was exactly the critical value for the emperor's psychic contact with Conrad, and it would not interrupt his communication with Conrad. The connection with the original body is enough to suppress the lion's three-legged cat kung fu.

Sure enough, the lion opposite him gnashed its teeth, and in his blurred vision, Conrad heard yelling and cursing - this time he couldn't escape.

But why - why did he feel so uneasy?
This time, the prophecy didn't tell him.

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Things are bad.

Fabius Bayer thought so.

The next action would become the worst experience in his life, and he felt his fingers trembling slightly——

But it may also be a sign of too much stimulant cocktail. He felt that some great being was looking directly at this place with naked desire.

Oh, mistress of desire.

Blessings, unimaginable, immeasurable blessings enveloped them, and he felt that the data filling his eyes was replaced by some kind of distorted purple-pink. This made Bayer feel uncomfortable, he was not a true "believer".

But he is the most attractive among them.

So it had to be him.

Oh, and Eidolon and Lucius.

But he is still the one with the most appeal - Eidolon went to fool around with Abaddon, while Lucius disappeared in the vast galaxy.

Their long-lasting glory gone, the Emperor's Children were torn apart, following different paths of desire. They were told that their primarch was taking pleasure in the palace of Slaanesh, and that they were not allowed to enter.

But Bayer believes that their original body is dead, and the complete body has disappeared, leaving only the last remnant.

after all……

He tried to recall that day, that dark day, but his reason and soul trembled at the same time, preventing him from going deeper. In front of the real gods or Satan, mortals have no right to recall.

And he clearly knew that he was committing suicide on this trip, even though he had never been so powerful and happy as he was today in the past ten thousand years.

With his distorted and super-sensory vision, Fabius saw the banshees slipping out of human corpses, the air filled with the rich scent of musk, and the number of troops in his eyes increased.

At the same time, Fabius Bayer was somewhat secretly glad to see Eidolon's warband ships outside the porthole. Their warships decorated with human skin were so eye-catching.

This subspace became crowded, and Fabius realized that the Queen of Joy seemed to have gathered all her troops. She crowded them together noisily, and personally poured the nectar leading to bliss for them, with delicate hands. One finger, pointing to His target.

Fabius blinked, and his bright purple eyes reflected the lower level of the Endurance - there, there was a crying lady.

He wants her.

Lady Joy raised her hand and personally forcibly opened a warm tunnel for His warriors.

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Morag, the current head of the Death Guard Legion, blinked and put down the pen in his hand.

Now there are many talents in the Death Guard, and they also have more than 70,000 veterans who have returned from the Garden of Nurgle - so the new generation is not taken seriously, and his position as the leader of the army is also relatively embarrassing.

Morag had nothing to say about this, but he missed his past as captain of the seventh company, free to join gangs.

He rubbed his wrist, but he still felt something was wrong. As if to confirm his uneasiness, the next moment, the alarm sounded harshly!
Boom-! ! !
A huge muffled sound came along the bulkhead, and the room became tilted sixty-six degrees. Enemy attack! Or an enemy attack without warning!

On Death Guard territory? ? ! !

The next moment, the holographic projection in front of Morag lit up, and the legion commander saw the hundreds of warships that crashed into the lower deck of the Endurance, like small carnivorous fish piercing a whale.
And near the wound of the Endurance, more warships jumped out of subspace! Launch an indiscriminate attack on the Death Guard warships.

Morag recognized that it was Slaanesh's army. At the same moment, the Endurance's anti-psionic system was activated - but because there were still a large number of the original's blessed troops on the Endurance, the anti-psionic system could not be turned on to its maximum. power.

hum-

The black stone circuit buried between the bulkheads of the Endurance was activated. As soon as they crashed into the Endurance, the Slaanesh army before they had time to sing loudly was immediately shrouded in a gloomy attitude. The demons who were weak and closely related to the subspace would appear in the next moment. Screaming and falling to the ground.

At the same time, the Hades ships parked near the Endurance accelerated instantly and rushed towards the torn subspace wound next to the Endurance——

A bright fire exploded, coming from Martyr No. 745, which was specially used for self-destruction.

The rift in the subspace that was forcibly torn open by Chaos was reduced by more than half in an instant. Countless Slaanesh warships that were still in the transition state were immediately broken by the shock between the subspace and the real world, and screamed.

But there are still countless large and small subspace cracks exploding, and the pointer of the psychic tester hits the inner wall next to the highest value. The concentration of psychic energy is completely off the charts!
Morag immediately sent an attack signal towards the Barbarus star field. At the same time, he immediately approved the deployment of the wandering knights on the ship.

The combined columns of the Three Great Ones and the Soulless Ones rushed to the site of the attack - Morag recognized it as the place where the Primarch held serious criminals.

Are they going to rob the prison?
Now the Primarch and Hades went to Meint to slay the dragon, while Karas was on Barbarus.

Be sure to hold on here!

After a brief silence, heavy footsteps sounded on the Endurance. Under the command of the legion commander, the foundry master and the Hades priest adjusted the black stone system.

Buzz—! Buzz—! Buzz—!
Those damaged by the Chaos Blessing vomited in agony.

Five teams of the elite 7th company of Death Guards, who have been training with the Soulless for a long time, arrived on the battlefield first to support the Hell Hound mortal troops here. Raging flames exploded on the deck, and the warbands of Slaanesh, whose faces were obviously distorted, screamed ghostly.

The soulless ones suppressed, the death guards harvested, and chopped off the heads of these madmen before they could react!
The special black stone bullets drew arcs in the air, and the roar of the wandering knights in the distance was approaching rapidly. The Cerberus Foundry Team and the technical sergeants followed the advancing Death Guard to repair the broken hull.

He fights the Death Guard? !
He fights the Death Guard!

They won't even panic for a moment when they are attacked!
Fabius, who was still watching, sighed - but it turned into a scream in the carnival. There was nothing more to say. Liquid surged from the chemical hoses, and two tubes of liquid appeared in Bayer's hands.

At least the cannon fodder forward allowed him to see the gap clearly.

"nice one--"

The drooling guy behind him grunted, and Eidolon took it and injected it into his own veins expertly. He yelled with satisfaction, thanking Slaanesh for the blessing that Bayer's eardrums had not yet burst.

"Destroy their blackstone pathways,"

Fabius said, "After this I will rush to summon the master - I need at least six seconds of gap."

"no problem."

Eidolon laughed arrogantly, and the next moment, his figure became distorted in the chanting. Fabius looked at all of this cautiously, while commanding their warships to attack the opposite side as much as possible. Breathing from the muzzle, the Death Guard had no war cry. Instead of their anger, there were only sickles and guns. After being knocked away by the Slaanesh warship and leaving a huge open wound, the Wraith Knights arrived on the battlefield.

The astonishingly radiant hot melt bursts into flames,

charge! charge! charge!

The death guards on the front line tacitly covered the soulless ones and made room for them. Amid the loud praises of the Hades fanatics, the knights strode onto the battlefield.

Blood spattered on the black armor, directly tearing apart the Slaanesh army that boarded the ship frantically, and the chain swords screamed violently, accompanied by an almost indistinguishable flow of hot melt.

In the Slaanesh warband that boarded the ship, the Slaanesh believer wizard wearing human skin raised his staff, the temperature dropped, and the space began to distort——

The message was clearly transmitted to the command room after the war. The seven casting masters and the Hades priests once again increased the strength of the black stone by one degree during the chants!
"puff!"

The followers of Slaanesh spurted blood and staggered to the ground. At the same time, among the quickly retreating Hades, someone fell limply to the ground, and was immediately supported by his comrades to retreat.

The gorgeous boarding torpedo exploded!

There was a burst of dazzling flashes of light on the dull Endurance. Along with the screaming sound waves, the sonic boom was deafening. The joints of the wandering knight rushing at the front cracked and the knight shook.

In the huge sound and light -

"My great mistress of pleasure! If you really wish us - then give us a carnival!!!"

Eidolon shouted, and behind him, the Noise Warriors violently played war songs, heavy armor boarded the ship, psychedelic gas spewed out, and six hundred and sixty-six pairs of peacemakers died in bliss.

Suddenly, everyone present saw the illusory giant hand protruding from the corpse!

The next moment, the phantom disappeared and the battle situation turned!

The corpses of countless death guards and soulless ones fell down, their muscles still twitching, and among these overstimulated corpses, the beloved of Slaanesh slowly stood up——

Lucius the Immortal!

The braids hung down wetly, Lucius gave a twisted smile, and the twisted smile on his armor smiled with him.

Standing on the high ground of the corpse pile, the ugly bald head stuck out his tongue and glanced around the battlefield arrogantly. He saw the Death Guard and the Soulless who had temporarily retreated, hiding behind temporary obstacles.

"They're all little guys."

Lucius sneered, jumped down from the pile of corpses without hesitation, and accurately shot the soulless man behind the heavy protection of the Death Guard. The Noise Warrior behind him also began to sing,
Eidoron steadily commanded his warband to rush in. The knights of Slaanesh also took advantage of the opening of the warp to jump into the battle. Chainswords collided with chainswords, and the revelations of the Devine family swung. A whip of disaster.

The subspace began to encroach on the physical world, and the light of the palace was refracted.

………………

"Abnormal," the current head of the Death Guard's Think Tank and the High Priest of the Hades reported to Morag. "The intensity of Chaos' response to the believers is too high - this is almost unprecedented."

It was as if Slaanesh himself had arrived on the battlefield. This feedback was simply outrageous, completely beyond logic and reality.

"Can we continue to fight, what is the loss?"

Morag asked. They could not contact Death and Hades for the time being. The High Priest of Hades immediately answered,

"With the current reserves of Hades on the Endurance, the martyrdom attack is combined with the entire Blackstone system and can carry out at least three major killings."

Mass elimination - the killing weapon of the Hades Cult, which drives away all souls without distinction, regardless of friend or foe.

"No," Morag said immediately. The Endurance cannot be wiped out. There is something else on it - it will powerfully offset the attack of the Hades.

After returning from the Garden, the Endurance can no longer engage in too complete a soulless activity unless it wants to completely fall apart.

The original body's order was for him to disguise the Endurance as a normal Glory Queen, and not to let the Endurance reveal its true colors easily - in fact, the Endurance was no longer what it was before.

If it were a general Chaos invasion - even if it was one with the original body, the Death Guard's first line of defense would be enough to easily wipe them out.

"Retreat, retreat," Morag said, "-in their place, the young ones should stay away, and the soulless troops should also withdraw."

The head of the think tank nodded, and he ordered the tomb guards to take action - with the shaking of the lantern, the deepest part of the Endurance, where the white mist filled the air, revived the seniors who had been "resting" for the time being.

"what's up?"

Vox said calmly as he picked up his scythe.

He received a request from Morag, and Vox immediately judged that this was not a simple Chaos gang-it was even as intense as the one they fought at the time.

Vox shook his head,

"Got it, let's get to work," he said, "Morag," the familiar name of his old friend was a bit bitter in the veteran's mouth, "You choose a reliable company, and we will lead them."

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"Nothing more than that! Nothing more than that!"

Lucius laughed. He enjoyed the beautiful sounds of these silent guys before they died. The Death Guard began to retreat. The Death Guard and the Hell Dogs took the rear, allowing the precious Soulless troops to retreat first.

Although some soulless people have collapsed due to bleeding from the seven orifices due to excessive spiritual energy density.

Slaanesh's army began to wreak havoc. They blasted away the black stone lines buried deep behind the bulkhead. After Lucius appeared, the Slaanesh believers immediately began to call. They cheered and called in the desire of the musk fans. The coming of the Lord.

The cautious Fabius also disembarked and logged in. He smashed a cocktail of potions on the ground, and his clone guards stood beside him, guarding him.

In the distance, Bayer saw the last of the Soulless Ones disappearing - and then the Death Guard began to throw some kind of smoke grenade weapon.

His heart tightened, he was more or less familiar with the way the Death Guard Soulless fought - but what was it?
Are the Death Guard going to use phosphorus fire and poison weapons?

But the poison resistance of Slaanesh's army is also high enough - they should know that this is a drop in the bucket.

"But that's it-!!!"

Lucius' sharp laughter sounded harshly again. He was almost slaughtering, with his long tongue sticking out. He stood on the pile of corpses and laughed loudly. In the background was the frantic noise of the Noise Warriors——

boom!
Lucius looked at the hole in his forehead in disbelief. The small hole accurately passed through the middle of his forehead, and then opened a wrist-sized hole at the back of his skull.

? !
Lucius fell slowly.

The Noise Warrior's guitar-playing hand shook, and a long, trembling sound rang out.

"Yo,"

In the white mist, Vox, who took off his helmet, looked calmly at the Slaanesh army - but Fabius knew that he was looking at himself!

Vox lowered the modified gun that was still breathing hot air in his hand.

"Lucius," the old death guard said calmly, "Long time no see - what do you think bullying a junior is?"

Behind him, the fog suddenly thickened, and countless eyepieces flashed with white light.
"Come on, fight me."

Vox glanced at the garbage crawling out of the pile of corpses. Lucius was resurrected again.
"And you," he glanced at Eidolon again, "come here too, I'll fight two."

Vox thought he was being humble, but if it were Kalas, he would just scold all the Slaanesh troops present in a vicious manner, and beat him while doing so.

Now it is no longer a struggle between the subspace and the physical world for ownership, but a struggle between two different authorities in the subspace.

(End of this chapter)