Warhammer: Lord of the Endless Monsters

Chapter 584 Darram and Horus, Shattering the Eye of Nurgle
The false Mortarion let out a howl that sounded inhuman, and suddenly burst out clouds of yellowish-green spores from the severed arm.

These highly poisonous clouds instantly enveloped Darram's entire body, and even the armor of the Giant of Light began to corrode and develop mottled rust.

"Hahaha! Thanks to my benevolent father for this blessing—I am immortal, and even giants cannot defeat me."

"Too weak! You think you can deal with me with such a small trick? You think this plague is all you've got?" Darram suddenly roared, his whole body radiating a bright crimson light.

The corrosive marks evaporated rapidly, like dewdrops scorched by flames, and the powerful energy of light instantly dispelled any evil forces.

He took a step forward, his right leg sweeping out with a piercing shriek as it tore through the air.

"boom!"

The false Mortarion's knees shattered with a crash, and his massive body collapsed to the ground.

Darram seized the opportunity to grab his tattered bat wing, his arm muscles bulging as if exploding: "Get up! You scum, witness my strength!"

The hundred-meter-tall plague progenitor was swung up, traced a semi-circle in the air, and then slammed into the other side, crashing to the ground with a loud thud.

After three violent slams, three deep craters, resembling those from meteorites, appeared in the ground. Darram's attack demonstrated to the world what violent aesthetics truly meant.

You idiot, you don't actually think Horus is stronger than me, do you?

Horus was indeed a very suitable human host, able to perfectly exert his power and evolve into a new form.

Everything about a Titan belongs to the Titan. All the power that a human host gains will be accepted by the Titan, and if the Titan wishes, it can even forcibly take control of the body.

When a giant merges with a normal human, the giant becomes the dominant force, not the human, unless the giant is a stone statue with no self-awareness.

Having merged with Horus for decades, he not only possesses the power of light, but the power of darkness has also not been discarded, remaining hidden within him.

Now he can separate from Horus at any time and retain his original power.

“It’s time to end this.” The color timer on Darram’s chest began to flash, and he took a half step back, assuming a charging stance.

Crimson energy surged from the gaps in his armor, condensing into a blazing white energy vortex in his right fist.

"Powerful Demon-Slaying Fist!"

This move is a special technique developed based on the master's powerful bull-breaking fist, infusing it with all the power he was so proud of, and then unleashing it.

The moment that punch was thrown, space itself visibly distorted. The giant scythe that Pseudo-Motalian had barely raised turned to molten iron the instant it made contact with the fist, followed by his breastplate, his torso, and finally, his distorted face—

A blinding white light engulfed everything. When the light faded, the upper half of the pseudo-Motalian had completely disappeared, and the remaining lower half lay limp on the ground like a melted candle.

The wriggling maggots and spores were drawn in by a strange energy, and even though half of his body was blown off, Mortarian was still not dead.

Rhodes suddenly narrowed his eyes: "Something's wrong. Look at the blood!"

Mortalian's spilled blood congealed in mid-air, transforming into countless miniature Nurgle spirits that lunged at Dalam.

The moment these mutants came into contact with the red armor, they exploded violently. The corrosive liquid began to erode the energy of light, and Mortarion's originally shattered body began to regenerate.

Countless Nurgles, along with plague monsters and even some giant zombie-like creatures, suddenly appeared and entangled Darrambah.

The false Mortarion seized the opportunity to roll away and escape, more maggots gushing from the broken section to reassemble his body. His voice suddenly became ethereal and distorted: "You think this is the end? Look at the sky, Giant of Light."

The dark, cloud-covered sky suddenly split open, and a gigantic, rotting eyeball stared at the battlefield from the subspace.

Thick, green raindrops began to fall, each drop etching a deep pit into the ground, making the eye resemble Negrim himself.

“The Father is watching over you, watching over us.” The pseudo-Motalian’s body began to mutate, countless tumors swelling on his back, eventually bursting forth into twelve writhing plague tentacles. His head split into three faces, simultaneously emitting a shriek: “Now, let us become one!”

If this giant's body could receive Nurgle's blessing, and if it could return to the embrace of the Father, it would become an even more terrifying Plague Giant.

These special giant life forms are even more powerful than those extradimensional killers. Their bodies can contain all kinds of power. The key to this battle is to expose the giant's weakness and force him to reveal his true form.

The real plan will only begin when his true form appears.

Darram's armor sizzled from corrosion, but he laughed excitedly, "Now that's more like it! Horus, you come out and have some fun too—"

The timer on his chest suddenly turned from blue to gold, and Darram's red body was gilded with a divine glow. A figure composed of pure silver-white light formed beside Darram.

It was a giant over 80 meters tall, whose body was made of silver-white metallic lines. This giant was none other than Horus, who had just fought the Nurgle monster Mortarion.

It was his form as a giant of light; Darramb had used some special means to confine Horus's body.

The scene on the battlefield left everyone except Rhodes speechless.

What's going on? They were clearly one person, so why are they two? Wait, what's going on here?
"No doubt about it, this is the power of giants."

The giant and Horus have been united for so many years that their hearts are already connected and their powers are already compatible.

Moreover, both of them have physical bodies; the giants have their own bodies, and Horus also has his own body.

The two of them can unleash even greater power after merging, but more often it is the power of the giants that repairs Horus's soul.

"Now the repair is finally complete. The giant left behind a portion of his light, allowing Horus to also acquire the giant's body," Rhodes explained to everyone what had happened.

Simply put, a strong bond has formed between the Titan and its human host. The Titan left a portion of its light within the human host, allowing it to transform into a Titan and fight even after leaving the human host.

This kind of thing is actually very common. For example, why does the human form of Galaxy, who never suffers setbacks in the back mountain, suffer setbacks everywhere after he leaves? That's because the real Galaxy has left.

All he left behind was a ray of light, granting the human form the ability to transform, but the strength after transformation was completely different from that of the original.

The same is true now. At this moment, Darram chose to separate from Horus, and this fusion with Horus has given him even greater power.

It's time for him to leave this human form.

"My companion, are you leaving me? Are you no longer willing to fight alongside me?" Horus, in his silver form, asked Darram.

After being resurrected from a 1-year slumber, Darram had always been by his side, their hearts in perfect harmony, fighting side by side. The giant's power had also restored him to his peak, making him even stronger than before, but now suddenly this companion was about to leave, after only a few decades together in the Genetic Meta-Experience.

This is a very short time. Although he knew this day would come, he originally thought it would be thousands of years later!

“All good things must come to an end, and besides, I don’t want to stay inside you forever, unable to move around. I left a portion of my light inside you, so even when I’m not here, you can still use some of my power to transform into a giant and fight,” Darram said, waving his hand.

Of course, the portion of light remaining within Horus's body only allows him to transform into a giant for battle, but it's impossible for him to evolve again; Horus is a pure warrior.

He had learned enough from the other and had even transformed into a giant of light; it was time for them to part ways.

Horus was silent for a moment, then sighed heavily and nodded to Darram.

"I understand. Darram, you will always be my partner, my best brother, without a doubt. I will remember the days we fought together."

“Me too, my partner. Let me finish this final battle together.” After saying this, Darram looked up at the giant eye in the sky.

If left unchecked, this giant eye could very well pull the entire planet into the chaotic subspace.

"I understand, partner. We'll stop this disaster together, but let's take care of this guy first." Horus said, then turned to look at the fake Mortarion, who had been severely injured by Darramb.

He steadied himself in a horse stance, pulled his right fist back to gather power, and his entire arm began to burst forth with a dazzling silver-white light: "Take this! This is the bond between me and my comrades, Divine Storm!"

A terrifying storm of light energy enveloped the false Mortarion, centered on Horus.

The pseudo-Motalian's massive root tentacles stabbed at the same time, but vanished into thin air the instant they touched the golden light.

"Let me help you!"

After saying that, Darram punched through the three distorted faces and slammed into their chests with undiminished force, shattering the Nurgle mark at the core!

"Impossible!" The body of the pseudo-Motalian froze in place, and golden light emanated from the cracks with increasing intensity.

Darram withdrew his fist and turned away with a flourish: "Explode, you trash."

"boom--!!!"

The pseudo-Motalian exploded into a shower of light particles, even the rotting eyeballs in the sky roared in pain and retreated back into the warp. The green rain abruptly stopped, and sunlight once again shone on the battlefield.

Horus said, “Well done, partner.”

Darram gave a thumbs up. "Now all that's left is that giant eye in the sky."

On the battlefield, the red giant and the silver giant exchanged a glance, then collectively assumed a fighting stance, looking up at the giant eye in the sky.

Two streams of energy, one red and one white, shot into the sky and struck the giant eye in the heavens.

The Eye of Nurgle in the sky trembled violently, its pupils, scorched by the energy of light, oozing pus and blood.

The entire sky began to distort, and warp rifts tore open like festering wounds, from which countless plague gnats and corrupted demons poured out, attempting to halt the two giants' offensive.

"Horus—" Darram roared, his entire body surging with crimson energy, his arms crossed over his chest, and lava-like light bursting from the gaps in his armor.

"Understood!" Horus's silver-white body shone, his hands clasped in front of the timer on his chest, and endless light energy gathered to form a dazzling blue sphere.

"Combined attack technique—this move is called Darramb, Horus Storm!"

The two giants stood side by side, joined their hands together, and unleashed a terrifying combined attack.

Darram suddenly swung his fist, unleashing crimson energy like a volcanic eruption, while Horus's sphere of light split into countless beams in mid-air, intertwining with Darram's powerful energy.

"boom--!!!"

Crimson and silver light spiraled and intertwined, transforming into a destructive torrent that pierced through heaven and earth, heading straight for the Eye of Nurgle!
The plague flies vanished the moment they came into contact with the stream of light, and the corrupted demon let out a mournful wail as its body disintegrated in the purifying light.

The Eye of Nurgle contracted frantically, attempting to close the rift and escape, but it was too late—

"Agh...no...impossible—ahhh!" A terrifying roar came from the sky, as if a huge, fat green man was screaming in agony.

The beam of light slammed into the center of the eyeball, shattering the corrupted pupil like glass. Yellow-green pus poured down like a torrential rain, only to be evaporated by the light energy in mid-air.

The entire sky was torn apart, and the subspace rifts healed rapidly under the torrent of light, completely purifying the chaotic filth.

Even all the Chaos Space Marines on the planet, and all the remaining creatures related to the power of Chaos, were purified by this terrifying storm of light.

A divine storm swept across the entire planet. Some mortal soldiers were instantly healed upon contact with this power of light, their bodies feeling warm and comfortable all over.

Some mortals wanted to pray to the emperor, but they stopped, because this was not the emperor's power, it wasn't even the emperor's power.

“It’s over,” Darram said, retracting his fist.

"We won." Horus deactivated his giant form, reverted to his human form, and looked up at Darramb.

Darram's massive red body looked down at Horus and grinned: "Yes, we won, but it's time to say goodbye properly."

I'm a little reluctant to part with this human form, but I have more important things to do.

"Are you leaving?" Horus.

"Ah."

Darram's body transformed into a crimson beam of light and soared into the universe, but his voice remained clear: "Remember, Horus, the power of light does not come solely from me, but from your own will, the hope of humanity. As long as your heart still burns with light, you will never lose this power."

Horus was silent for a moment, then nodded solemnly: "I will. Goodbye, my friend."

Zhan Shuai's eyes were a little moist.

(End of this chapter)