Man in Warhammer, starting Primarch.

Chapter 220:27, Roar of the Void Dragon
Titus, a warrior from the Ultramarines Legion, once led a commando team to defeat the orc warboss in a battle against the greenskins before the return of his primarch.

Then he immediately tore a demon prince apart with his bare hands.

During the execution of the Demon Prince, he was not only completely exposed to the energy environment of the Warp Space, but his body was even covered with a layer of golden light.

It was precisely because of this that a new recruit who had just joined the Ultramarines reported him to the Inquisition, fearing that he would be corrupted by Chaos.

Following Guilliman's Codex Astartes, he was investigated by the Inquisition for a long time until Guilliman's return, and he has also completed the transformation surgery into a Primaris Space Marine to this day.

Titus held his breath and tried to calm himself. When he did so, his strength and injuries were healing rapidly. At the same time, this warrior from the Ultramarines calmly observed the plague demons that ambushed them, and envisioned several ways to lead the troops out of a dangerous trap.

Guilliman returned to the Ultramarines. The Primarch had great expectations for his sons, and Titus would never allow him and his brothers to fall in this place. They would never fall in the bubbling swamps and the miasma infested by rot flies before fulfilling the Primarch's expectations.

Under his leadership, the Ultramarines fearlessly launched a breakout against the demons.

In order to complete the mission assigned by the Primarch and the Lords, he must defeat the enemy ahead.

A foul-smelling Plague Vanguard rushed towards him. This great demon from Nurgle's kingdom was wielding a giant rusty blade and was surrounded by the miasma of plague. Its presence on this battlefield could not be ignored.

Titus knew that the only way to get through here was to defeat it, so he swung his sword to meet it, and the swords collided with a loud bang.

"Get out of the way, monster!" Titus shouted at the festering face in front of him.

"You're not going anywhere, little accursed bug." The Plague Herald laughed, and foul-smelling pus spurted out of the wound.

The Vigilance Planet is now so close to the Warp, and the two are so closely connected that the demons can almost exert all their energy.

In such an environment, Titus's battle with this powerful demon was not easy.

“Get out of here!” Titus roared furiously again, and this time, a faint golden light burst out from his body.

The azure power glove was swung out, and the head of the powerful demon entity was instantly smashed by this punch, and its huge and bloated body flew out.

Titus did not chase after him immediately. He stood there breathing a little heavily. To be honest, even he himself could hardly explain what had just happened.

The Plague Vanguard was even more clearly confused. The powerful demon roared, and this punch even seriously injured the spawn of Nurgle, which had an extremely tenacious vitality, so that it floundered on the ground of the battlefield for a long time and could not stand up its body.

Titus assumed a fighting stance, the chainsword humming in his hand, and with his next strike, he would finish the monster off once and for all.

But just when he was about to take action, suddenly, the head of the demon entity exploded, and the golden steel boots crushed the rotten head.

"This is not a Space Marine's combat boot. The size does not fit." Titus thought instinctively after seeing these combat boots that were nearly three times smaller than those of a Space Marine.

He then focused his gaze on the demon and moved it upwards, he was somewhat curious as to which mortal warrior had the power to crush the demon's head.

Then he saw the other person's full appearance, it was a combat nun.

Titus recognized the sister's identity as one of the sisters who came to the battlefield with the Warmaster.

The other person had black hair, which was rare among nuns, and her whole body exuded a cunning temperament, which was also extremely rare among the dignified and solemn nuns.

Sister Spirit Shivara, captain of the Warmaster's personal guard, was not surprising in comparison with the other party's glorious identities, for crushing the head of a powerful demon with one foot.

The Sisters of the Heart are a group of powerful warriors who cannot be simply regarded as women. In today's imperial system, their status is as transcendent as that of the Sisters of Silence.

Titus looked around and saw a group of battle sisters who also had blood-red cloaks joining the battle. Their appearance reduced most of the pressure on Titus' assault team.

But this warrior of the Extreme Marines still has no idea how these nuns suddenly appeared without anyone noticing.

There was a lot of blood on Shivara's armor, and there were thick bloodstains on his weapons - it was obvious that the girls of the Warmaster had also experienced many fierce battles after arriving in this world.

Titus looked at them from afar, and he thought that he should take the initiative to communicate with them and ask the sisters about the purpose of their coming here and the tasks they undertook.

But the Great Unclean One had already arrived with a large group of plague demons, and he obviously did not have time to communicate now.

Sivara walked over and pushed Titus's armor.
"Don't just stand there, take the Ultramarines to the evacuation point." The nun urged quickly, "My sisters and I will be responsible for stopping the demons."

Titus almost instinctively rejected the Sister's suggestion. The son of Guilliman was not in the habit of abandoning his comrades and retreating alone.

But the other party's next words made him stop talking.

"Captain of the Ultramarines, you don't want the Inquisition to know about the golden light, do you?"

Titus was stunned for nearly a second after hearing the nun's words. Before that, when he punched the Plague Vanguard, he did witness a flash of golden light emanating from himself.

He originally thought that it was just an illusion that could be ignored during a long battle, but he did not expect that the nun also saw the flash of golden light.

If it was a soldier from another legion, he might have regarded the nun's words as a joke to urge him to leave.

But not Titus, who had a similar character to his Primarch, equally old-fashioned and credulous.

He thought about this sentence quickly and seriously in his mind, and then immediately spoke,
"If you want to do that, go ahead. Even so, I will not abandon my friends on the battlefield."

Shivara seemed to be amused by the rigidity of the Ultramarines, and a smile appeared in her exposed eyes. Then she said in the same serious tone,

"This is an order, soldier, we all have our own mission!"

After saying this, the nun ignored him and led the spiritual sisters in the charge.

When the Sisters of the Heart rushed towards the Great Unclean One and his demons, Titus hesitated briefly and then decisively seized the opportunity they created.

He ordered the Ultramarines to continue their attack and to break through the demon's defenses at all costs.

Shivara quickly traveled through the poisonous quagmire and thick fog, but these harmful substances could not corrode her solid armor and pure heart.

The power of the mind constructed a physical shield that was almost visible to the naked eye, and the life magnetic field climbed to more than 200,000 during the charge.

She leaped lightly among the demons, and after a few flashes she arrived in front of the Great Unclean One, then kicked the bloated demon over.

Other demons gathered like a tide, rushing to help their master.

The Ultramarines ran head-on into the daemon's battle line, slamming out of the trap that had trapped them.

Along the way, the momentum of the loyalist warriors grew, and the entire planet seemed to be trembling under the feet of mankind.

Crimson pillars of fire erupted from the cracks in the earth. All unclean air was purified by the fire of destruction. In the thick poisonous gas, countless demons poured out.

But they were completely unable to stop the Ultramarines who were only a stone's throw away from the evacuation site. Titus looked back, and with the extraordinary vision granted to him by the surgical transformation, he could clearly see that more than ten kilometers away, the Great Unclean One was trembling in pain under the siege of the Sisters of Mind.

The nuns' bodies were also covered in blood, making it hard to tell whether the blood was from the enemy or their own.

They fought bravely with the demons, and then there was a roar of artillery fire from the demons' positions.

The earth exploded, raising a cloud of dust. The shells bombarded the ground indiscriminately, and the figures of the devil and the nun all disappeared in the thick smoke and flames.

Seeing this tragic scene, Titus, with an extremely heavy heart, led the assault team across the edge of the wilderness and arrived at the evacuation point.

After noticing their arrival, several fallen warbands that were fighting on their own launched a desperate and fierce counterattack against them. However, the evacuation point defenders and the strike force that had just arrived here formed a pincer attack on them.

The battle was over quickly.

Titus and the Ultramarines crossed piles of bones and the shattered ruins of the city, guarding the transport plane waiting in the distance.

They cleared out the demons and rescued the survivors nearby. Titus and the Ultramarines were the first Space Marines to break through the siege and arrive here.

They took the initiative to take over the responsibility of guarding this place, which was destined to be very difficult, but they had to take it on.

Titus looked at the innocent people who were coming and vowed to guard the passage in the wilderness and ensure the safe arrival of the people of the Empire. This was not only the duty given to them by the Primarch, but also to live up to the efforts made by their allies for them.

Thinking of the nuns who were drowned in the artillery fire and whose lives were in danger, Titus made a vow in his heart.

And where the red pillar of fire burst out, deep underground on the Warning Star.

The duel between the demigods has reached its end, and the energy of the Eternal Fire has been detonated by Dukel.

The destructive will that was released in an instant made even the Lord of Death feel frightened. Even with his extremely firm will, he could not resist the power of this will.

Mortarion was blown away by the raging flames. When he stood up again, the cloak behind him had been set on fire and large areas of his cracked armor were blackened.

Behind the breathing mask, Mortarion was breathing with difficulty, and his body was covered with countless wounds.

What made him feel even more suffocated was that the sword that Duker raised disappeared again.

The reasoning of numerology sent crazy omens to his mind, and it seemed that this time no matter what he did, he could not change his fate of being destroyed.

He will be restored to his most primitive origin, and there will be no place for him in life or death.

Mortarion did not feel too much fear at this moment, because he did not have any extra energy to raise such useless emotions in battle.

He kept asking numerology for help.

As he continued to calculate, he felt the suffocation of the coming destruction.

But in this unsolvable situation, his body suddenly flashed quickly.

"Mortarion, I will use this sword to hunt down the murderer and end your life's sins. You have no way to escape." Dukel's loud voice.

Just as he said, his sword was unavoidable, and fate had already been written before it stabbed out.

He then handed over the sword in his hand, and the wounds on Mortarion's body began to show.

Just as he was about to thrust the blade into the completed wound and complete the final execution.

Duke's brows suddenly frowned.

The portal suddenly lit up in front of him without any warning, the black and gold arch was ignited by a huge halo of energy, and a dazzling light emanated from the other side of the portal.

A tall figure walked out of the portal at this moment, wearing a crown with burning spells depicted on it, and the power of runes surrounded him.

In one hand he held a hideous-looking hammer, the dark power contained in it seemed ready to break free from its restraints at any moment. In the other hand he held an ancient war club, the body of which was made of an unknown metal and was covered with countless scars and gaps.

The golden giant's unique blue eyes still contained a hint of pride that had not yet dissipated.

But when the giant walked out of the teleportation array, he happened to see Dukel stabbing at him with a sword in his hand, and the Lord of Death had appeared behind him at some point. This sudden scene quickly turned the pride in his eyes into shock and anger.

Luo Jia: “.”

He instinctively swung his hammer and stick with all his might and smashed them towards Dukel's chest.

Mortarion, who was standing behind Lorca, breathed a sigh of relief.

With the help of numerology, this time it was Duke's turn to make a decision. If he insisted on stabbing out the sword to execute himself, he would inevitably have to bear Luo Jia's heavy blow.

If he retracted the sword in his hand, the wounds on his body alone would not be enough to kill him.

In the desperate situation where he was sure to die, this was the best way out he found for himself.

But then, his eyes suddenly widened, as if he had seen something that even the Lord of Death could not believe.

Faced with such a choice, Duker continued to stab without dodging.

"Pfft!——"

The sword finally pierced into Mortarion's body, and the actual formation of the wound caused the Lord of Death to let out a heart-wrenching scream.

At the same time, the Great Speaker's full-strength attack also hit the chest of the Incarnation of Flame.

This blow was more explosive than the sound of thunder, and the energy at the tip of the hammer exploded instantly.

And on the surface of Dukel's armor, the dragon-like single eye suddenly opened wide.

At the moment the hammer collided with the armor, everything within several kilometers inside the valley was shattered.

Mortarion was also blown away. Although he was in a very miserable state, Dukel still failed to complete the final execution. The Lord of Death changed his fate of final destruction because of the appearance of the Great Bearer.

The Lord of Death stood up with difficulty. He flapped his broken wings and a thick poisonous mist was instantly released.

With the help of the thick fog, he quickly found the location of the Great Word Bearer.

When he arrived there, Lorca was lying miserably on the cracked ground, with the gaps in his armor filled with rubble and dust.

A huge wound also appeared on the body of the Great Bearer. Dukel not only pierced Mortarion with his sword, but also seriously injured Lorgar.

Perhaps this is also an important reason why Mortarion was able to survive.

Luo Jia was lying on the ground unconscious. The serious injuries on his body were secondary. What was more important was that at this moment, the roar of a giant dragon kept echoing in his consciousness.

Amidst this roaring sound, a vast amount of chaotic and disordered scientific and technological knowledge exploded in his mind, constantly washing over his consciousness.

Dukel was inevitably knocked away by Luo Jia's full-strength attack, and when he jumped out of the ruins, a deep dent appeared on his chest.

The solid metal surface of the armor was wriggling like a living being, repairing the gap. Apart from that, he did not suffer any more serious injuries.

Giant pupils appeared beside Dukel, helping him search for the traces of the two demon primarchs under the cover of the poisonous fog.

When he used his sword to chop into pieces a semi-entity condensed from poisonous mist.

The poisonous fog suddenly dissipated, and along with it, the traces of the two demon primarchs also disappeared.

(End of this chapter)