Warhammer 40: Gods Of Mortals

Chapter 149 The Strength of the Star God Fragment

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Five days later.

All the crew members of the Nurgle fleet in the entire galaxy are becoming more and more fearful and desperate. Some people try to escape here, but they find that the subspace engine cannot be started in despair.

In the galaxy, even near the Mandeville point, similar celestial gravitational disturbances appeared, and this disturbance became more and more serious.

All the battleships have lost their combat capabilities, and no one has noticed that a cloud of black mist is flowing on the dead surface of the black planet, and finally condenses into a ten-meter-tall metal entity on the equator line.

One of the shards of Azagorod the Nightbringer descends.

The fragment that stubbornly believed that it was the Nightbringer's body looked around, and felt a little surprised after scanning the scene.

Because it is empty here, no enemies can be seen.

According to the speculation of the Nightbringer, when it appears on the planet where the Mimic is located, there must be an army all over the planet forming up here and preparing to arrest itself, but it is unknown They were negligent or whatever, anyway, no enemies appeared now.

Maybe the mimicry isn't on this planet at all?
The Nightbringer thought of this, and immediately closed his eyes to perceive it.

A certain star god that was devoured many years ago has a powerful sensory ability. When he was on this black planet, the Nightbringer was extremely sure that the mimicry was on this planet.

It even knows exactly where the mimicry is—in the gap between dimensions.

"The pathetic slave race, the pathetic weaklings."

"Why aren't those pathetic metal slaves here? I'm going to kill those bitches who betrayed me!"

"Wouldn't it be nice to have no enemies?"

"Look! There are fleets in the galaxy!"

The Nightbringer was talking to himself frantically. Its brain was filled with the thoughts of many star gods, and these thoughts would use their own voice to speak ironically.

But sometimes it will provide some hints.

After saying that there is a fleet in the galaxy, the Nightbringer raised his head to look at the sky, and his eyes fell on the fleet that was extremely far away from the planet he was on.

The warships in this fleet could not act normally, but the flesh and blood fused with them endowed them with the ability to act.

This fleet was too weak to be regarded as an enemy by the Nightbringer, and he didn't care when he came out, thinking that his hatred and loathing came from the tombs under the planet where metal slaves used to sleep.

"Disgusting thing," said the Nightbringer.

Those flesh and blood fused with the battleship are not disgusting. The Nightbringer has seen more disgusting things than this in a long time. In its eyes, those metal skeletons are much more disgusting than this kind of flesh and blood battleship.

It was the warp energy attached to these warships that really made Nightbringers uncomfortable.

"It's a form of blasphemy."

"No, it should be a provocation."

"It's provocation, kill them!"

Voices of different tones echoed in the space around the Nightbringer, but all of these voices had a common purpose, which was to clean up the fleet of unknown origins in the galaxy.

The Nightbringer raised his hand to hold it, and the scorched soil around him was transformed into metal and gathered into a scythe. When he had the idea of ​​approaching, he instantly came from the surface of the planet to the vicinity of the Mandeville point in the entire galaxy , that is, directly in front of those hateful fleets.

"A lot of them have died."

"Fragile creatures, we can make them feel fear and despair just by being close to this galaxy."

The Nightbringer stared at the fleet in front of him. These warships were no longer functioning normally.

Before his arrival, the crew members in the battleship began to kill themselves. When he appeared in the galaxy, there were only a small number of determined people left on the ship.

But those who survived could do nothing, and when the Nightbringers glanced at each ship at close range, the weak creatures within were already screaming death, their foul-smelling souls leaving their bodies.

The Nightbringer immediately devoured the soul of the dead. Although the taste was not very good, he thought that he had fallen to this point and there was nothing to be picky about.

Hundreds of thousands of crew members of the entire fleet were deprived of their lives by the sight of the Nightbringers.

Maybe other star gods have to release a small lightning to annihilate a large army of mortals, but the Nightbringer doesn't need it, it can deprive countless mortals of their lives in an instant.

"Let's do something good for this universe."

"Destroy their warships."

The Nightbringer waved his arms, and a huge black vortex emerged above the entire fleet, and countless black tendrils protruded from it, dragging battleships into it.

After banishing the filthy warship into its own dimension, the Nightbringers immediately returned to the planet's surface to get down to business.

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Everything in this galaxy is displayed in real time by the mimetic power of illusion.

Mimic doesn't think Nightbringer is strong, this can only be said to be a routine.

But Qin Mo felt that it was reasonable and unexpected.

The Nurgle fleet has hit the guns. The Nightbringer can kill the crew in the battleship with a single glance. Just getting close to the galaxy can make the crew in the fleet have nightmares and commit suicide. This is the characteristic of the Nightbringer. Suppose today What came was not the fragments of the Nightbringer but the fragments of other star gods, so it took some effort.

While observing, Qin Mo was still analyzing the strength of this star god fragment in his heart.

The strength of different fragments of a star god varies greatly.

The weakest Nightbringer shards can be intimidated by an Ultramarines Captain Astartes wielding a melta bomb.

The most powerful ones can even control the Necrons, letting these enemies honestly help them find the scythe.

There are even fragments of the star gods that can destroy the world engine of the necrons, turning mountains and rivers into lava with a single hand.

The fragment of the Nightbringer in front of me... should belong to the middle class.

"I feel like I'm done," said the Mimic, trembling, turned into a shield.

Its fears are not without reason.

The fragments of the Nightbringer have penetrated deep into the planet's underground, and it is using a unique method to find the tombs with dormant space necrons. These tombs are not as simple as being buried in the ground, but are blessed with a lot of black technology, what static force field What dimension gaps...

These can delay a little bit.

I just don't know what happened to the undead in the tomb. The fragments of the star gods have dried up the Nurgle fleet in the galaxy, and these ribs haven't come out to do business.

"Don't worry, you won't be able to finish." Qin Mo comforted his mime with confidence, "Even if I go into space and face-to-face duel with the fragments of the Nightbringer, I may not be defeated by it, not to mention that I dispatched all the things in the bottom of the box .”

Hearing this, Mimic waved his hand to change the illusion, changing the content displayed in the illusion from the fragments of the Nightbringer to the space in the Tyrone galaxy.

In the far distance, two satellites named Space Fortress are orbiting a metal planet whose frame has just been constructed.

"This thing is obviously not built, right?" Mimic was not at ease.

"Of course it wasn't built, otherwise it wouldn't be called a fortress, but a celestial body engine." Qin Mo nodded, "But believe me, with the addition of Leviathan, super-dimensional sky and other miscellaneous things, it will be piled up to death. It's not a problem."

　Yesterday noon, I didn’t go to bed until now, I feel that my whole body is vain and very uncomfortable. I will update two chapters today, and wait for me to rest for a night. I will make up what I owe today tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)