I'm in Warhammer, please don't praise Doraemon

Chapter 324: Monger came one after another.

Monger and Markit flapped their wings and flew to the Hera Fortress on top of the Seventh Peak without any hindrance.
The two men moved their crow's eyes and vigilantly observed the Ultramarines patrolling on the city wall.
This was the first time the two had seen the Astartes, the Angels of Death of the Emperor of Mankind.
For Monger and Markit, who were once mutants from the Hive City, not to mention the Astartes, even the Astra Militarum are just legends to them. They are the best of the best.

"I really don't know who Zhou Yun is. He actually lives directly in the fortress of the Ultramarines."

Mung scratched his scalp with his bird's paw and said:

"And our loving father actually asked us to "invite" him to visit the garden."

Mengge vaguely realized that Zhou Yun's identity might be higher than he knew before, to the extent that even his father had to invite him.

"He seemed to have said that he was God's chosen one of the angels or something. Could that be true?"

"The little girl he carries with her has the power of the cursed. Maybe she is the Emperor's chosen one?" Markit said thoughtfully.

When the loving father gave them this task, he was very vague about Zhou Yun's identity.
Monger and Markit didn't understand anything about the greedy dissolution, the vicious art, the competitor of Little Vashtor, the candidate for the fifth place, etc.
I asked the Nurglings I was familiar with, but most of them just laughed foolishly and couldn't provide any useful information.

Mung and Markit only knew the Nurglings in the Garden of Nurgle.

"Be careful and stay focused. They are all Ultramarines. Although they are not as good as the Blood Angels, they are also the Angels of Death of the Damned."

Market said in a low voice.

The two of them were from Asford, a country close to Baal that had a lot of deification and worship for the Blood Angels.
In fact, their knowledge of Astartes came entirely from street gossip.

"I heard that the Ultramarines' brains are so large that they are all grown in their chests, so they are the smartest of all the Astartes."

"But they are also the most ambitious. Every Ultramarines is the king of a planet, directly ruling over countless mortals."

"It is said that the Ultramarines' Chapter Master Calgar's fist is as big as two armored vehicles, and he can lift a hive tower with one hand."

"But the Ultramarines also have weaknesses. They run very slowly, which is why they failed to reach Terra ten thousand years ago."

"It is said that the Ultramarines are also very good at digging tunnels. They have a planet called Calth that is full of tunnels."

"But the Ultramarines are also very reluctant to mention the word Calth. Maybe they don't want others to know about the tunnels they dug."

Mung and Markit were a dozen meters away from the Hera Fortress, whispering about their understanding of the Extreme Marines.

At the same time, the two of them were vigilantly observing the Ultramarines patrolling on the walls of Hera Fortress.
Leading the patrol was an Ultramarines armed with a pair of heavy power fists and covered in mechanical prosthetics. Next to him stood an Astartes wearing Terminator power armor and holding a power sword.

Monger and Markit speculated that this Ultramarines must have been severely injured and disabled, so he was assigned to patrol missions.

However, such a respectable warrior might be extremely experienced, and the two must find an opportunity to escape their sight.
At this moment, the Ultraman equipped with the Power Fist turned his head and whispered to the Terminator beside him.
"Opportunity!" Monger and Markit seized the opportunity at this moment, flew across the sky at high speed, and flew directly into the Hera Fortress.
"Two bastards." Captain Agman of the First Company of the Ultramarines couldn't help but say as he looked at the two crows that he could clearly see with his superhuman vision.

I don't know where these two country bumpkins from Nurgle Garden came from.
They actually thought that an Astartes couldn't hear their conversation from more than ten meters away? Did they think that the superhuman hearing and automatic sensing system on the power armor given to them by the Emperor were just for show?
And the things they said,
The Ultramarines' heads are in their chests? Are the Ultramarines ambitious? Are the Ultramarines slow? Are the Ultramarines inferior to the Blood Angels?

And Coss! How dare these two damn fools make fun of Coss!
"Sir!" Agman gritted his teeth and couldn't help looking at the Chapter Master Calgar beside him: "Is it really not necessary to stop them?"

"They are both mutants from Asford, and seem to be old acquaintances of Lord Zhou Yun."

The Ultramarines Chapter Master Calgar looked at the power fist in his hand and said, not knowing what he was thinking:

"Don't worry about them. Lord Mephiston and Diglis are keeping an eye on them."

Hearing this, Agman became even angrier.
"Does the Plague God look down on us?" Agman lowered his voice and said to Calgar, "The last time the Lord of Thirst sent the demon primarch Fulgrim, the Plague God just sent two fools?"

“It’s just a difference in strategy.”

Karga shook his head, looked at his fist, and muttered to himself:

"The rumors out there are really exaggerated. Lifting a hive spire? I only lifted a dead soul anti-aircraft tower."

Monger and Markit flew carefully in the air. They were alert and avoided the sight of every sentry. They searched for Zhou Yun's trace in the Hera Fortress.
Finally, they found an Astartes patrolling in an area holding the toy sword that Zhou Yun had used before. It was obvious that he was related to Zhou Yun.
They flew straight to the area and began to look for Zhou Yun's location. "Where exactly is Zhou Yun? Can't we just fly down and ask?" Monger asked, vibrating his bird feathers and landing on an empty marble platform.

"It's already our limit if we can avoid the sight of all the Astartes - but it's really strange, there are guards on the platforms in other locations, why are there no guards in this area?" Markit said with some confusion and vigilance.

The Astartes warrior of the Doraemon Squad wearing the Blind Spot Star standing nearby was silent for a while.
If Lord Mephiston hadn't used his psychic power to inform them not to pay attention, they would have already sent the two damn birds away with a single explosive bomb.

He silently turned on the communication device and sent the conversation between the two birds to the intra-band channel.
For a moment, the battle group channel was filled with the sound of people unable to hold back their laughter.

Then Lord Mephiston's gloomy voice sounded: "You overestimated them. I was waiting for them to fall into my trap. I will catch them right now. You just continue to do your own things."

"Hmm?" Markit suddenly raised his bird's head and looked down at the platform.
He saw a pale Astartes wearing scarlet-carved power armor walking towards him.

The power armor on that Astartes was extremely terrifying, just like the scarlet muscles exposed after a skinned person, and next to him was a girl who looked like Asford and had a scar on her face.

"Reina from the Ark Gang?!"

As a native of Asford, Market naturally knew that Reina was the leader of one of the most powerful gangs in the Lower Nest.
"Oh no, we've been discovered, run!"

Markit roared, fluttered his wings and flew into the air, and Monger hurriedly followed.

"Come down!!!"

The Astartes in scarlet power armor suddenly spoke, his cold voice piercing Markit fiercely.
Markit instantly recognized that this was the voice of bewitching. He had seen it on the Genestealer Psychic of Asford.

But the feeling is completely different.

Markit felt that her entire crow body was occupied by the powerful and cold psychic energy, and was covered by the will of the psychic Astarte.

Then, Markit fluttered her wings and flew down like a puppet, landing in the palm of the pale Astartes psyker.

"Captain Reina, there happens to be a target there. You can try to release the bewitching sound according to the method I taught you before."

"After all, Bewitching Voice is a psychic spell you learned before. In theory, as long as you control the strength of the psychic energy that envelops your consciousness, you can release it perfectly." The Pale Psyker Astarte said to Rena beside him.

Reina nodded slightly, took a deep breath, and looked at Monger who was trying to escape in mid-air————

“Come down!!!!”

Bang! ! ! !

Markit watched in horror as Monger's body exploded in the sky, like a bloody firework, scattering in an area of ​​five or six meters nearby, and falling to the ground one after another.

The pale psychic was bathed in the blood rain produced by Monger's explosion and said in a calm tone:

"At least it did come down, and you've made progress. Last time, the rabbit seemed to have exploded more than ten meters away."

The loving father comforted the soul of Monger, who seemed to have suffered a great mental trauma, and put him back among the Nurglings who were worried about him.
It was too brutal. That psychic girl actually tore Monger's body into that state.
Nurgle felt a deep sense of regret in his heart. He had given this child too much responsibility, which led to him becoming like this.

He still remembered how the Nurglings rushed over and begged Nurgle to save the souls of the two brothers Monger and Markit.
Although their souls were worthless and they had only failed, Nurgle knew through the words of the Nurgle spirits that they were two good children who were trying their best to save their planet.
Nurgle chose to save their souls, but whether they could resist the slightest blessing from him was up to their own will.
Fortunately, they did survive and became one of the residents of Nurgle's Garden, and their loving father never paid any more attention to them.
It was Isa's suggestion that he gave them the task of visiting Zhou Yun.

Now it seems that this task is a bit too heavy for them.
Nurgle was filled with regret and tried to give them both some compensation.
Of course, there must be rewards. After all, although Monger failed, Markit
Markit stood huddled on the table, looking at Zhou Yun in front of him.
"I didn't expect it would be so difficult to meet you." Market whispered.

".I didn't expect to see you two brothers again. I don't think Monger saw you."

Zhou Yun couldn't help but twitch his mouth a few times:

"And is there a possibility that it's not that it's too difficult to see me, but that the two of you have retired too seriously."

(End of this chapter)