Warhammer 40: Gods Of Mortals

Chapter 1132 Coz Batman

"Have the chemicals... been retrieved?"

Hearing the voices of Molan and others, the boss turned over with difficulty in the pile of dirty and smelly cloth and asked.

"No... I'm sorry... We almost didn't make it back."

Molan kept staring at the bat outline behind the boss. He suspected that he was hallucinating because of the beating.

But a sense of crisis lingered in Molan's heart.

Molan wanted to ask the boss if he saw the outline of the bat behind him. Was it a new ornament?
But Molan didn't ask, because the eldest brother's eyes had long been blind and he couldn't see anything.

After thinking for a while, Molan slowly walked forward, picked up the oil lamp next to the boss, and illuminated the outline of the bat behind the boss.

When the light touched the outline, Molan saw clearly what it was and began to laugh at herself.

It wasn't something weird that would make people panic, it was just a statue, a decoration.

During the Golden Crusade, the Night Lords' people left behind many things when they evacuated this world, and this bat statue was one of them.

"Who put this thing here?" Molan sighed helplessly, put down the oil lamp, walked aside, and pressed the factory's lighting switch.

The whole factory was illuminated in an instant.

The light seeped into the dark vision, and the chill brought by fear also seeped into the pores of Molan and his fighting brothers.

The scene that came into view made Molan and the others hold their breath the moment they saw it.

There were dead bodies hanging everywhere.

Only the upper body of the body was tied to the beam with its intestines scattered around.

The lower half of his body was scattered everywhere.

The extracted aortas, human nerve bundles, and blood vessels were entangled with the long-abandoned production machines.

The ground was covered in blood. When Molan walked in in the dark just now, she was wondering why the ground was wet and sticky...

Molan's thoughts returned after a brief stagnation in his brain, and he wondered who did all this.

Who killed the twenty or so battle brothers who remained here, as well as the large number of mortal gang members?

Why didn’t the boss find out?
Could it be that something had killed everyone here without anyone noticing, without even letting the dead utter a scream?

As for the gang leader, he was still lying there, obviously unaware of what was happening.

Molan heard the eerie humming sound. He turned around with difficulty and saw a man nearly five meters tall and wearing power armor standing next to the bat statue behind the boss.

The man had pale skin and the armor he wore made him look like a bat.

He leaned against the statue, humming an eerie tune while looking at the "masterpiece" he had left behind.

"Koz!"

Someone next to Molan recognized the man.

When Koz heard the name, he turned around and looked at the person who called out the name.

The next second, the Space Marine next to Molan was separated from his head and body.

A moment later, Molan's own head also flew up.

The remaining people were split in half, their two hearts were pulled out, they were cut in half, and...

In the blink of an eye, Molan and the others died here.

Koz looked silently at the boss who was still alive.

The boss only heard someone calling Koz, so he climbed up and looked around in fear. Koz walked forward, stretched out his hands to grab the boss's two eye sockets, and crushed the remnant's head.

After doing this, Koz looked back at the killing field that he was very satisfied with, and slowly disappeared into the darkness.

……

Trade world outside orbit.

Inside a warship with detection-free privileges.

Horus was checking the tactical table in the bridge. All the worlds in the entire galaxy marked as "Remnants of Chaos" were displayed on the tactical table, and these marks were disappearing one by one.

When all the marks disappeared, the cloned Primarchs who were sent out to carry out the cleanup mission returned.

"Our fierce battle with the Necrons continues, and what are we doing? We're cleaning rats out of the gutter."

Ryan suddenly teleported back to the ship and complained to the clone brothers in the bridge, including Horus, who did not go down to carry out the mission.

"The front line is also clearing the remaining dead spirits on the offensive route." Horus looked at Lion with a smile, "We are all doing what we are good at and what we should do, no matter how big or small these things are."

Since the mission to find the Star Scroll was completed, the clone primarchs were assigned to the Beliscorona and Skarus sectors to clean up the "rats" left over from the Golden Crusade.

Now this matter is almost done.

Several Primarchs who went down to carry out the mission returned one after another.

Horus glanced at everyone one by one, and finally his gaze fixed on the face of Curze, who was teleported back and squatting in the corner, staring at everyone grimly.

"Look, Ryan, Coze seems to be very satisfied with this job. He won't complain that he is just cleaning rats in the gutter." Horus said to Ryan.

Ryan frowned and looked at Koz who was squatting in the corner.

Koz said grimly: "Call me Batman."

"What the hell?" Horus was stunned for a moment, "What is Batman? What nonsense are you talking about?"

Curze's eerie reply was like the whisper of a demon: "As for the characters in the story told by Lord Talon, I feel that Bateman and I have something in common. Although his moral code is something I despise, to some extent, we do have something in common."

"I only have one brother named Curze, and his name is Conrad Curze, not Batman." Horus shrugged and looked at Ryan again.

After hearing this, Koz was silent for a while, and then said grimly: "Who is your brother?"

Ryan looked at the gloomy Curze for a while, then turned to Horus and said, "If he wants to do it, why don't you just let him do it?"

Horus was silent for a few seconds, then nodded: "Good idea, but this matter is over. Neither you nor he needs to stay in this galaxy."

The cloned Primarchs immediately gathered around, waiting for Horus to tell them what they needed to do next.

But Horus did not talk about work, but talked about another crucial thing.

"Lord Talon wishes to enter the Warp to slay daemons, and he invites us to follow him in the future."

"Of course this is not mandatory, and you won't be struck to death by lightning if you refuse him."

"But I suggest that we all go together, because... first of all, we are clones, and it is difficult for us to stay forever in the real universe. If our original body discovers our existence, we may..."

"Secondly, if we enter the subspace, we can also allow our brothers whose original bodies have fallen to obtain the same essence as mine."

Horus spoke to everyone.

He now knew what the thing with many eyes and wings was that he saw in the aftermath of the duel between the Emperor and his original body when he was about to be corrupted.

That is his essence.

Angel.

(End of this chapter)