Warhammer: I don't want to be a stinky can! ! !

Chapter 798 [240.] Ghost?!
The wind heated by the artillery fire was mixed with a foul stench. The light that illuminated the battlefield did not come from the sky, but from the purgatory on the ground. The rays and flames were like the magma rolling in hell.

But the darkness seemed even deeper.

The raven was watching the battlefield nervously.

Suddenly, there was a sound of radio waves in the communication channel. Corax was nervous for a moment, and then Guilliman's voice came from it, mixed with a little helplessness.

[Corax, don't laugh at anything I say next.]

???

The darkness of the Raven Lord shuddered in the hot wind but remained silent.

[I am seriously informing you that due to some actions of the Emperor, an army with power similar to Chaos will appear on the battlefield.]

This was not news that Corax could not accept, but in view of Guilliman's first words, Corax decided to be more cautious.

Raven spoke, his voice hoarse, and asked what he thought was the most ridiculous question.
[Friend or foe? ]

【…】

Guilliman was silent for a moment, then gave his answer.

【Both enemy and friend.】

[Guilliman...]

Corax hesitated, thinking that his next words would be hurtful, but he decided to say it anyway.

[Have you noticed that you are becoming more and more like an emperor? ]

There was silence on the other end of the channel.

Corax knew without a second thought that Guilliman on the other end of the comms channel was struck by lightning, but he knew that Guilliman would get through it, because he was Roboute Guilliman.

[These are very hurtful words, but I do need to reflect on them.]

Guilliman let out a long sigh.

[But things are very complicated. In short, you will see another empire that is completely different from ours and uses the power of chaos.

They promised to help us fight off the Necrons, but at the same time, you must be careful of their sudden betrayal. 】

【. 】

Don't laugh.

Guilliman said earnestly, and there seemed to be a short-distance psychic transmission on his end, and the channel emitted a unique hissing sound caused by the interference of psychic energy.

【it is true. 】

Corax opened his mouth and closed it again. He felt something was mysterious and could not understand the true meaning. He thought Guilliman was joking, but joking at this critical moment was obviously not something Guilliman would do.

Corax swallowed.

[You mean... I might even see another me? ]

【Yes. 】

There was a deep breath from the other end of the channel.

[Mortarion is on his way to your side of the line. You can let him explain this to you next. I'm sorry I still need to--Hey! Hades--wait a minute--don't eat my documents? !!! Move the desk away--!!]

[Sorry my brother, I have a problem here and I need to leave for now. Good luck to you, Corax.]

呲——

The other end of the channel fell completely silent, with only the unique sound of electricity from an empty channel echoing in Corax's ears.

???

Corax felt confused. He stood on the battlefield with the Necrons, watching the remaining Necrons being killed by the Raven Guard. The dim green light reflected on his face made him look a little confused.

Did he also sleep for ten thousand years?
Guilliman's every word was easy to understand, but Corax was still confused. What did he mean by "another Chaos-reliant Empire"?
Before he could think about this matter carefully in his mind, his private channel once again received a loud signal.

[Save me! Krakus Aa ...

Conrad's screams were deafening.

? !
The next moment, only black feathers were seen falling where the Lord of the Raven was.

..........................................

What the hell is that?!
What the hell is this? !
Conrad Curze felt fear for the first time. He hadn't felt such a deep fear in ten thousand years. The last time was when he was dragged into the warp by that bastard Malcador.

Sometimes, fear comes from the unknown, and Conrad, who is good at psychological warfare, knows this well.

For example, darkness and fog make it impossible for people to see the full picture of things. The unknown and uncertainty are always around, so people will naturally feel frightened.

But this is only the lowest level of intimidation. Conrad believes that the real and highest level of fear is to present things and reality to everyone as they are, but it is still creepy and chilling.

And now, he was frightened.

Conrad Curze felt a chill run up his spine and his hair almost stood on end. He swore he had never seen anything so weird before - it was weirder than Hades!
【What the hell is this? 】

Conrad said softly, the blazing blood-red light illuminating his face, making a circle of blood-red light appear between his completely black pupils, the blood sprayed on his face, and Conrad felt as if he was being watched by a hunter.

Can't beat it, absolutely can't beat it.

This was Conrad's first reaction.

Just like when he fights Mortarion now, it is still a question whether his first wave of assassinations can penetrate Mortarion's skin.

The Emperor did not give too much power to Conrad, and Curze himself was happy and comfortable, so most of the similar power was given to Corax.

If Konrad was forced to pick one of the Primarchs to fight, he would definitely choose Magnus, whose soul was incomplete.

Because he couldn't beat the rest.

This is the intensity of Conrad Koz now.

And now, there was a monster in front of him, a blood-red monster, its dark red armor was covered with blood stains, and the hot air it spewed out was mixed with a fishy smell, and its snow-white spine was like a bird's tail, swaying left and right along the red armor.

Now the monster was staring at Conrad and was close to him, very, very close.

God knows how he suddenly appeared from the shadow in the sky? !

But these are not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is that this monster has the face of Corax.

[Who the hell are you, red idiot? ]

Conrad asked softly, trying not to anger the behemoth. This ascended demon was more than two times wider than him. The Primarch stretched out his hand, signaling Sevatar behind the monster not to move.

The monster's interest was clearly in him.

【Corax.】

[Corax] grinned and said, and farther behind him, the ground cracked open, and magma rolled up from the cracks, and countless blood-red monsters climbed up, wearing the same dark red armor as [Corax].

[You? Corax?!]

Konrad raised his voice, a little angry. He would graciously allow people to mock the Emperor, Malcador, Guilliman and Mortarion, but not Corax.

Nor could it be done in such a blasphemous way. Conrad felt the lightning claws between his gauntlets stirring, and he slowly leaned down, staring at the fake [Corax] with a provocative look.

[I'm also curious about why you're in such a mess, Conrad. Where's your shiny windbreaker?! ]

Before he finished speaking, a brilliant white light pierced through the scarlet! Psychic energy surged! The cracks of lightning stayed in space and rushed straight to Corax's neck!

A flash of lightning flashed across [Corax]'s eyes! Conrad's attack came without any warning, almost instantly!

Snapped!
? !
Conrad's pupils shrank, and there was no blood splattering as he had imagined. His attacking hand was grabbed by the forearm by Corax.
[Corax] exerted force with his claws, and between those wrinkled and sharp claws like a bird of prey, Conrad's armor made a shattering sound.

[Too weak,]

[Corax] spoke incoherently. As the Demon Prince of Khorne, he had obviously lost some interest in the weak beings.

【How come you are weaker than him? 】

[Corax] laughed loudly, and then threw Conrad out with all his strength! Conrad's figure streaked across the air like a cannonball, and bang! Dust flew everywhere, and a crack appeared on the ground.

Conrad felt as if his internal organs were broken.

First of all, Conrad is not a guy who likes to die in an inexplicable place.

Secondly, he was indeed frightened by this Khorne demon with the face of Corax.

Once again, Konrad was no match for this Khorne Daemon.

Last but not least, Konrad Curze does not have the so-called self-esteem like Mortarion.

Also, he had to at least make sure his descendants didn't die in the same confusing way as he did.

then……

[Save me! Krakus Aa ...

Konrad Curze casts a summoning spell, summoning his jailer Corax.

[Myself?]

[Corax] blinked, and he felt himself craving for blood again. The thought of killing a weak self and sacrificing him to the Way of Blood took root in his mind, making his blood boil.

So he did not interrupt Conrad. Corax felt a powerful, extremely powerful dark force approaching rapidly. He jumped back suddenly, and the next moment, the tyrannical darkness descended on his previous position.

Corax, Lord of the Ravens and King of the Shadows, has arrived.

[Corax] tilted his head curiously, and the shrike standing on the branch stared at its prey curiously.

He was completely black, and in his dark red eyes was reflected the monster, a subspace creature composed of darkness that kept floating upwards. A pale face poked out from it, and he saw a face that was much cleaner than his own, and also thinner and sadder.

【I now believe what Guilliman is saying.】

Corax's voice was flat and without any ripples. Perhaps the previous misfortunes had already tempered him.

Another self was reflected in his black pupils, which was even larger, like a real Khorne demon. It was a half-bird demon. His calves were strangely thin compared to his body, and were replaced by black and hard bird legs. The bird claws were bigger than Corax's head, and the sharp nails on them were as long as a machete.

Corax noticed the other self's bony wings folded up behind him, proving that his other self could fly, too.

I have fallen into the ways of Khorne...

Corax felt his soul tremble for a moment, but only for a moment. Long before, in his gaze with Conrad, Corax had already accepted the bloodthirstiness and another possibility in his soul.

He will only be more grateful to his family who raised him with great effort, and work harder to suppress his nature with kindness and reason.

On the other hand, the other self was not as calm as Corax.

Corax realized this, so his soul became calmer, he opened his arms and looked calmly at the guy who was breathing heavily.

[I have received military orders. I think the order you received is for the two armies to form an alliance? ]

[Corax] was confused.

[Corax] was puzzled.

He didn't understand why the other self looked like this, just like the ideal Conrad in his mind that he always wanted to emulate. He didn't understand, he didn't understand at all.

He looked at his other self with bloodshot eyes, and saw a soul that was very similar to his former self.

[Corax]'s sense of smell has never been wrong, and the other him has the same bloodthirsty instinct as him, but why...?
Why ..?
【I know what you are thinking.】

Corax turned his head to look at Conrad who was digging himself out of the pit. This world is really crazy, he thought.

[The answer is that I am lucky to have met a group of people who love me——! ]

? !
The next moment, Corax's black pupils suddenly expanded in Corax's eyes. The Shrike subconsciously stepped back and raised his arms to defend himself, but the black feathers that seemed to have no thickness at all cut through his armor? !

The Shrike swung its bloody claws upwards, but its claws did not touch any entity. The phantom of Corax's pale face was still in front of him, but the person had disappeared long ago!

The shrike suddenly felt his left shoulder slump.

The inverted pale face appeared in his sight again. There was feather-like, uncertain darkness at the corners of Corax's mouth and cheeks, as if it was swallowing his entire face.

Pain stabbed in the back of his neck, and the Shrike smelled his favorite rich scent of blood - his own.

[I guess... if you landed there - then you killed those people, right? ]

Corax questioned, his raven claws digging deep into the Shrike's muscles. The muscles of the Khorne Daemon Prince were extremely hard, and Corax felt that his attack only pierced his skin.

[What the hell?! Blood sacrifice to the blood god! Skull sacrifice to the skull throne! !]

The Shrike screamed, and he grabbed Corax by the shoulder and slammed him to the ground. This time Corax did not dodge the Shrike's hands, and he was angrily smashed to the ground once, twice, three times -

Buzz——bang!!!

【Ah ah ah! 】

The roar was deafening, and the Shrike suddenly let go of Corax in anger. Conrad stood up panting, with hot air emitting from the muzzle of the Gauss gun in his hand.

【Don't forget me. 】

Conrad spat casually on the ground, and Corax, who was released by the Shrike, immediately disappeared into the darkness again. The darkness rolled up and surrounded the battlefield of the three people.

The Shrike was furious, furious beyond measure. He had not received much damage, but the humiliation of being ambushed almost drove him mad.

The blood claws in his hands suddenly flashed, blood and energy surged, and he was about to -

【I thought I was going to see you guys fighting the Necrons.】

Another unfamiliar voice suddenly interrupted, slowly but with a hint of anger. [Corax] almost immediately became alert, as he felt the owner of this voice was extremely powerful.

But what did I see?

The white mist rolled, and an insect-shaped humanoid creature slowly stood up from the gathering white mist. His appearance was so incongruous and terrifying that [Korax] was subconsciously shocked.

At the same time, [Corax] felt that the power that was blessing him suddenly weakened.

+I think you can play with them later.+
[Robert Guilliman] said softly, the crown on his head shining brightly.

+【Corax】, you seem to be in a hurry? +
[Corax] immediately retracted his claws.

(End of this chapter)