Chapter 133 125.
On the vast land at the top of destiny, white and yellow water vapor transpired from the top, flowing and accumulating between the thick clouds touching the ground.
On a planet based on agriculture, abundant rainfall would bring fertile soil and fertility that would last throughout the year.
The poisonous environment of Barbarus also determines that these falling raindrops contain rich chemicals. Although they may not be very friendly to humans, they will bring nourishment to Barbarus' crops.
There is no farmer who has not prayed for a good harvest. Earth, please give us this handful of food!
Thousands of years of prayers have made ripples, and the gods have cast their gaze, but they have never swept across all living beings.
The first drop of rain, with Father Rain's blessing, fell on the tips of Karas's wings. The turbid rainwater slid down the lines of the butterfly's wings and flowed into the pale and blood-red cracks.
A seed that has been caressed by a loving father will emerge from its cocoon and become a butterfly under the guidance of God.
Maybe it shouldn't be this moment. The growth of seeds takes a moderate amount of time, but the nail stuck in the gear of fate interrupts the rhythm of the growth of all things.
Then let a heavy rain and a thunderous wake up all the sleeping things in advance!
Elegies as startling as thunder exploded, heavy rain poured down, the sun disappeared, and panic spread everywhere.
"Keep the formation, three men to meet the enemy!"
Hades's shout spread through the dense rain. The sound of electricity in the communication channel was too noisy and could no longer be distinguished.
As far as the eye can see, the bone-white armor of the Death Guard is dazzling in the dim night, and the fast-moving brigade is still moving.
On the outermost side of the queue, the unique creatures on Barbarus began to attack their queue. They became even more violent after being drenched by the strong acidic rain.
Between the rain, a faint spiritual light flashed past.
Hundreds of pustule hounds galloped across the wasteland, and pustule eagles were hovering in the sky as densely as raindrops. They emerged from the pouring rain, as if all the predatory animals of Barbarus had gathered here.
A scene like the end of Barbarus, where death appears from the rain of Barbarus.
If anyone had been present, they would have trembled and knelt down.
However -
the sound of gunshots penetrated the rainy night, and the light of fire tore through the darkness.
The Death Guard silently pointed their scythes and muzzles at the screaming prey.
The flesh and blood of the enemy was mixed with splashes of rain, and the flesh and blood of the swamp were mixed with mud.
This time, the Death Guards brought by Mortarion and Hades were all Barbarus.
Long before they swore to follow Mortarion, long before they had only a simple gas mask, they had begun fighting these beasts of Barbarus.
Back then, they relied on suicide marches. The comrades selected by the enemy would be responsible for attracting firepower. Every time they encountered the enemy, it would be a life-or-death farewell.
But now, the enemy's corpses are shattered under their sickle blades, and every bullet will accurately take away a life!
The beast that once required an entire squad of rebels to kill is now nothing compared to modified flesh, sophisticated power armor, and advanced explosive bombs.
They will be Barbarus's new god of death.
Hades found with some helplessness that the groups on the outermost perimeter would even retreat to the inner circle after a period of time, not to rest, but to allow those eager comrades to come out to meet the enemy.
But it was also in line with marching tactics. Hades didn't say much, as long as he could maintain the formation of the entire team and maintain the marching speed.
Mortarion's voice sounded,
"Barbarus, are you always involved?"
"I think so."
Hades replied silently.
The entire Barbarus has long had an inexplicable connection with Nurgle. It was the originally destined stage and the beginning of the original destiny.
And now, fate is still trying to dial back the established track.
The entire army quickly entered the mountains, and the increasingly turbid rain accompanied by thick poisonous gas hit them, but the power armor blocked them one by one.
The road up the mountain was narrow and dangerous, not suitable for the advancement of large forces, so Hades and Mortarion left two hundred Death Guards and five untouchables at the entrance to guard the mountain road to prevent the beasts in the wasteland from attacking. Attack on the hill.
Later, it was proved that this step was correct.
Hades and Mortarion led the remaining troops up the mountain.
Starting with the Death Shroud, Hades and Mortarion have been at the forefront of the team. Under the wash of the heavy rain, the memories of those familiar and unfamiliar scenery gradually caught up with them.
Hades , who had been bombarded here,
subconsciously began to be on guard, but this time, the crisis came from under his feet.
The soft soil soaked by rain was like a swamp, pulling their feet towards the earth, and the smooth and hard feet of the power armor were climbed up by the soft mud.
A bolt of lightning struck.
Big and small, bloated and thin, the figure of the alien lord suddenly appeared from the mire.
Waves of psychic energy flickered around them, and the lord's eyes turned white, with no autonomy at all.
Hades observed carefully, and he could confirm that basically all the alien lords on Barbarus were here, but surprisingly, there was no Nacre here.
"I didn't expect them to be just another kind of puppet toy after all."
Mortarion's voice sounded from behind the breathing mask. Those alien lords who once oppressed the people of Barbarus and used human corpses to sew puppets were just another kind of puppet. A slave to a higher being.
He raised the sickle to silence, the roar of the chain saw blade sounded, and the chain tied to the end of the sickle pole rustled.
"My defeated general is just one more kill."
What responded to him was the gunfire of the Death Guard starting to attack.
Waves of psychic energy came from among the lords. Compared to Mortarion, who directly relied on his memory to harvest more powerful aliens, Hades commanded the team that protected the untouchables, carefully cutting and suppressing the alien lords' spirits. Can fluctuate.
The Untouchables were dispersed among the alien swarms to calm the raging waves of the Warp and strengthen the barrier between the Warp and the physical world.
The psychic flash of the alien surrounded by untouchables dimmed instantly, and the death guards around it immediately seized the opportunity and began to harvest.
While Hades stared closely at the message on the helmet, he easily beheaded an alien lord. Its dull head spun and landed on the ground, splashing blood on the mud.
The subspace fluctuations here are very intense, and the large number of alien lords who use psychic powers have also intensified the ripples. The life data transmitted from the armor of the untouchables is very ugly, and some weak untouchables have even fallen into a coma.
Hades frowned. Although the untouchables are restrained against subspace creatures, as long as the strength of the opponent is high enough, they can actually put pressure on the untouchables.
But the good news is that the current Death Guard is enough to deal with these alien lords. Even if arms and bodies keep crawling out of the mire, the huge numbers and equipment advantages still keep the Death Guard in an invincible position.
"The other side wants to hold us back."
Mortarion's voice came from the communication channel, and the tingling sound of electricity almost made Hades fail to hear his words clearly.
Mortarion lowered the muzzle of his gun and pointed it at the corpse that had just been cut into several pieces by Nirvana. The blood and flesh were surging, as if he was still trying to piece himself back together.
"Bang!"
The blue-purple flash of the alien pistol's lantern flashed after it was charged.
Hades swept the obituary, and the alien's body was broken in two, but there was no struggle after the fall.
Hades pondered for a moment and analyzed the battlefield situation at this moment.
There were obviously fewer corpses rising than they had killed, and the number of lords on the field was gradually dwindling.
But it will probably take some time before everything is cleared up.
"Continue going up?"
"Yeah."
After leaving enough Death Guards, and taking some of the elite Death Guards and Death Shrouds, they continued to climb up.
But this time, no one was left behind due to the poisonous gas.
Hades subconsciously held his breath.
The billowing poisonous gas hovered on the top of the mountain, and the originally pouring rain stopped here, and the originally thick clouds formed a huge cavity here.
A foot deep, calm rainwater accumulated on this mountaintop platform.
In that position, where they had fought the alien Nacre, a bloated figure was standing there.
Brilliant and erosive colors drifted in the dim light. A pair of huge butterfly wings unfolded from the back of Calastiphon. On the pale and swollen face, fine and regular patterns like moss climbed on it. .
There was no other enemy figure, no imaginary ambush, he just hovered there quietly, with his toes on the water -
smiling.
"I'm still here, Mortarion, I did it."
Karastifon said to himself, and seemed to be speaking to Mortarion.
Hades directly raised the explosive gun and prepared to shoot -
Mortarion stretched out his hand to stop his shooting.
? !
"15 seconds."
Hades took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and at the same time let the death guards who followed them up the mountain disperse around to occupy a favorable shooting point.
He can give them 15 seconds to think about life.
Mortarion nodded.
"Karas, why?"
Mortarion felt his voice breaking. Why, why betrayal?
It wasn't until Mortarion stood here and saw the fallen figure of Carastiphon with his own eyes that the last bit of luck in his heart was completely shattered.
Why rebel.
Could it be that Karas was bewitched by the chaos of the warp and fell into the abyss himself?
The original inertia was completely broken, and old friends turned against each other. Why?
Mortarion still remembers Karas, the man who spoke frankly to him. When did he become like this?
Calastyphon smiled.
"Weakness is the original sin,"
he said.
"You are not really weak, you have not understood."
He was answered by Hades's roaring bullets.
Mortarion was startled for a moment, but quickly raised his scythe and rushed towards his former friend. At the same time, Hades's bullet missed him and went straight to Karastifon.
"——Hang on——"
Karas raised his sickle and actually blocked the powerful blow from the original body!
Weird yellow-green psychic lightning twined around his scythe. Mortarion knew that Karas might use psychic powers, so he immediately used his scythe to neutralize the power and prevent a stalemate with him.
"We have all seen those unacceptable scenes, why do you choose to fall?!"
Mortarion said hoarsely,
"There is no freedom in this world! Mortarion, sooner or later the war will devour us all!"
Typhon Staring at them, they are in an abyss without knowing it.
Associating yourself with a tyrant who doesn't care about individuals is doomed.
"Instead of working for a tyrant, it is better to choose a kind father. He will at least give us a peaceful ending."
Unfortunately, he was unwilling to accept Hades, and he could only save some of them .
"Mortarion, I believe you are not Those who are deceived by appearances!"
Merciful Mortarion will understand him.
"Fart!"
Seeing Mortarion retreating, Hades, who had been assisting in shooting, stepped forward directly and began to fight with Karas.
"If you are forced to be a dog, don't bark!"
Upon hearing this, Mortarion glanced at Hades in disbelief. Has he ever said something similar to this?
Hades, on the other hand, was unconscious as he frantically tried to break through Karastifon's scythe defense.
The finely crafted backpack behind Hades and the melta gun also directly hit Karas's face and started shooting, but they were all blocked by a faint psychic barrier around Karastiphon.
Karas's bloated body wrapped in psychic energy and his psychic shield were completely vulnerable to Hades' black domain!
But only if he breaks through Karas's sickle!
Karas, who had been cursed by Nurgle, became extremely powerful, and Hades felt that his arms were numb from the shock.
Realizing Hades's plan, Mortarion swung his scythe from the side -
water splashed everywhere!
Karas flapped his wings and flew directly into the sky. His colorful and dim wings flapped in the air. The swirling clouds of poisonous gas began to gather around him, and violent spiritual energy flashed happily.
"I'm sorry you can't understand this, Hades."
He looked down at the small spot on the ground.
"You are too short-sighted, Hades, short-sighted and superficial."
"Whenever Mortarion and I think about how we are here and how we should decide our thoughts, you always leave reluctantly. ."
Hades gritted his teeth and looked at the figure rising into the sky. Every time, why were they flying enemies every time? !
Gunfire rang out, and Carastyphon easily dodged the fire from the Death Guard.
"Short-sighted and ignorant, blindly staring at his own things, unwilling to look up to see the grander narratives."
Hades looked at Mortarion, and the length of the chain on Mortarion's scythe was obviously not long enough.
Hades looked at Karas again. It was obvious that Karas had to wait for the clouds to accumulate before attacking next.
He opened the private communication channel and said a few words to Mortarion.
Mortarion nodded.
Hades backed away slowly.
Karas stared at him in confusion. He could feel the power of the clouds and rain building up. They didn't have much time. Except for Mortarion, Karas would kill the rest of them.
However -
Mortarion inserted the scythe of Nirvana into the ground aside, and Hades, who had just retreated, suddenly rushed towards Mortarion!
The original body crossed his hands into a pedal and directly sent the charging Hades high into the air.
"Am I superficial? It's you who are short-sighted!"
Then with the boost Mortarion gave him, Hades rushed directly towards Karas, trying to attack him with an obituary.
Karas was speechless, then laughed.
"You are always so ignorant."
He watched happily as Hades rushed over, turned around, and dodged the barbarian's attack.
He watched as Hades' figure began to fall under the pull of gravity. Hades was still trying to attack him with all his teeth and claws. Some bullets came over again, which was destined to be futile.
"Really?"
Along with Hades's voice, a huge scythe arrived at Karas's position -
Mortarion threw the scythe of Annihilation directly over!
Hades' figure just blocked the scythe behind him!
Karas, who had been paying attention to Hades, was hit by a giant scythe. The gleaming scythe tore open his power armor deeply, and his internal organs spilled out.
And Hades, who had just fallen, grabbed the chain that Mortarion had deliberately released and was originally wrapped around the end of the sickle pole. Hades used his hands hard, paused violently, and directly pulled Karas down!
Typhon flapped his wings violently, trying to resist the pull from Hades, but the primarch's superb skill made the scythe stuck between Carastyphon's flesh and skeleton, making it difficult to escape.
The clouds that had just gathered began to dissipate again, as if they realized that the situation was over, and outside the mountains, the originally pouring rain began to thin out.
They plummeted to the earth under the force of gravity.
"Bang! Bang!"
The water splash dispersed,
and Hades pressed on Karas, using the black domain to suppress Karas. He held the sickle obituary, ready to harvest life.
"Don't kill me."
A flash of clarity suddenly flashed across Karas' originally cloudy eyes, and he began to struggle. He tried to continue speaking, "No, you can't kill me," but the phlegm that came up prevented him from speaking.
A sob came.
Hades ignored him and swung his scythe -
blood dripped down the power armor.
Hades took a deep breath to control his extremely angry mood.
He turned his head and looked at Mortarion who was holding his obituary to stop him from continuing to slash.
"Don't tell me you're still trying to save him."
"No,"
Mortarion said,
"I know this sorcery."
He pointed to the tiny patterns climbing on Carastyphon's face,
"The death of the host , will open a rift leading to the subspace." "
And the things around him will be indiscriminately sucked into the turbulence of the subspace."
This is their real plan.
Hades paused, and thought for a moment irritably.
Then he took a deep breath and said,
"Then do you have any other ideas?"
Mortarion was speechless.
But at the same time, Hades could feel that Karastyphon's spiritual energy was beginning to become disordered -
Hades made an immediate decision and grabbed Karas's throat with his left hand that was not holding the scythe.
The black domain began to flow along Hades's left hand. After feeling the soul, they naturally poured out of the originally imprisoned range.
Karas' soul began to tremble, and Hades could feel him trying to escape.
Large areas of turbid green and small patches of white that are not dirty are mixed together to form the soul of Carastephon.
The breath of blasphemy came from the dark green soul spark.
Hades controlled the Black Realm and carefully began to try to devour Karas's soul.
This was the first time that he took the initiative to devour the soul of a "human", which made Hades subconsciously feel uncomfortable.
Karas' soul screamed and fled, but was soon surrounded by the slowly influx of black realm.
Sweat dripped from Hades' head. It was extremely difficult and tiring to control the black realm outside his body. It was as if he had run around the equator of Barbarus.
Soon, Karas lost his voice and lay there dying.
Hades released his grip on Karas's throat and looked at Karas silently.
All the signs of Nurgle disappeared, and Karas became like a dead man. Even if he left it alone, he would not live long after the wound was torn open by the scythe of Nirvana.
Hades was convinced that even if Karas was killed now, the sorcery would not work.
There was only a small piece of his soul now, and Hades swallowed all the murky parts.
Can a person who has lost most of his soul still survive? Hades didn't know.
Mortarion pulled up Hades, and the original body silently hugged Karas, and the two wings fell off Typhon's back.
"Get ready to go down,"
Mortarion said.
Hades, who was almost exhausted, was in no mood to refute him this time.
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