40K: Where did the Emperor go?

Chapter 173 Lord of Legion
The Daemon Primarch's calls became more urgent and his use of power more reckless, just as Mortarion desired.

The scythe of the demon primarch was swung at an extremely tricky angle and timing. Mortarion did not block it and was pierced by the scythe in his left arm.

The daemon primarch pierced his left arm and then raised his other hand and swung it hard at Mortarion's face. The punch directly broke Mortarion's jaw.

Mortarion's brain was also shocked, and the demon primarch took the opportunity to launch a violent attack, and all the bones in Mortarion's body were shattered inch by inch.

The Daemon Primarch roared: "Give up and fall into the arms of your loving father."

Mortarion smiled: "I already have a father, two fathers, do you remember?"

Daemon Primarch: "They all use us as tools."

Mortarion: "Isn't the loving father you call using you as a tool?"

Daemon Primarch: "But He is very generous and will give many benefits."

Mortarion sneered: "So you are going to be someone else's dog just for these benefits? Are you really me? I can't do this."

Daemon Primarch: "You will break soon, I know it, because I am you, and this is your destiny."

Mortarion laughed even more unscrupulously: "I am the Primarch of Legion No. 14. Everyone knows that my endurance and tenacity are the strongest among all the brothers. My life only depends on me." What I am in my hands is up to me!"

Mortarion used his scythe with his backhand, leaving a deep wound on the chest of the demon primarch.

The Daemon Primarch sneered and tried to taunt him in the same way: "Khan Jaghatai doesn't think so."

The corner of Mortarion's mouth rose: "You lost to Jaghatai? My memory has never been against Jaghatai. Did you lose to him? In terms of endurance? No way!"

The Daemon Primarch roared: "I will pluck out your tongue and sew your mouth shut."

The Daemon Primarch destroyed Mortarion's body even more crazily, and Mortarion's armor and body were torn to pieces.

A large amount of blood flowed down and stained a large area on the ground. It could almost be called a blood pool, making people wonder how much blood was left in his broken body.

The Demon Primarch was panting, and he felt exhausted, especially since Mortarion was still making a sound like laughter from his mouth that was spitting out blood, which further dampened the Demon Primarch's morale.

Why?Why don't you give up yet?Why don't you give in?

After a few breaths, the demon primarch had regained his strength. He stood up again, and then he was surprised to see that the broken bones that should not be able to support the weight of the body supported Mortarion to stand up, although Mo The broken bones everywhere in Tarien's body creaked from friction.

Daemon Primarch: "You cannot win, I am immortal."

Mortarion smiled and said: "But I can! I can die."

The Daemon Primarch realized what was happening and rushed forward, but Mortarion turned the Silent Blade and stabbed him in the heart.

Mortarion fell to the ground and smiled victoriously: "Hahaha, I am you in the past, and you are me in the future. If I die in the past, can you still exist in the future?"

The Daemon Primarch looked at his hands. He was being decomposed, and the changes in history made it impossible for him to exist.

"Don't be afraid, Xiao Mo! Dad is here!"

A voice sounded, and the Demon Primarch and Mortarion turned to look, only to see a fat man wearing tattered Inquisitor clothes. One of his hands had been cut off from his shoulder, and his body was full of bullet holes.An evil ritual dagger was inserted into his chest, and large areas of flesh and blood on his body were cut off to reveal dense white bones.

Liu Bin's appearance stunned the demon primarch, and Mortarion roared: "Run away and don't come here!"

Liu Bi saw the scythe stuck in Mortarion's chest, and he cried out sadly: "Son!~"

Liu Bi's power was stimulated, and more vines opened the way to crush the demons and death guards in front of him into pieces. Liu Bi ran towards Mortarion.

"Crash! Crash!"

Two bolters rang out, accurately hitting Liu Bi's legs. Liu Bi's legs were broken at the base, and he fell forward.

"Ahhhhhh!~"

Mortarion roared, his eyes filled with tears. He pulled out the scythe from his chest, let the blood gush out from his chest, and then immediately turned over and crawled over.

"No, no, no, it's all fake, these are all fake," the demon primarch growled. He didn't believe that there was a true love between Mortarion and his father about sacrificing for others.

At this time, Typhons had already stepped forward quickly and raised his sickle to slash at Liu Bin's neck: "Give back the power of your loving father! The false emperor."

Mortarion shouted: "Typhons, if you dare to do this, I will kill you! Stop it!"

The Vanguard of Nurgle was so excited that he was about to harvest one of the false emperor's heads and present it to his loving father.

A sickle whirled towards him and penetrated Typhons's chest. The huge force knocked him to the ground.

Typhons looked at the scythe that penetrated his chest in disbelief. It belonged to the demon primarch. Typhons looked at the demon Mortarion in disbelief: "What are you doing? Are you betraying? Are you going to betray? Father? Do you know what you are doing? Mortarion!"

The demon Mortarion growled: "I am not loyal to anyone. I am not a dog under the throne of God like you. I will do whatever I want."

Typhons: "What's the difference between you and me? We are all servants of God, we are all, this is your destiny, you can't change it, look at the blessings on you, you are destined to be Nurgle all your life." "

The demon Mortarion grabbed the breathing mask embedded in his face and tore it hard, and actually tore it off, along with the skin and muscles of the lower half of his face, revealing the white bones and teeth.

The demon Mortarion grabbed the wings on his right shoulder with his left hand, and grabbed the wings on his left shoulder with his right hand: "I only belong to myself. What I am is what I say!"

The demon Mortarion used his arms to tear off the fly wings given by Nurgle from his back.

The demon Mortarion was covered in blood. He picked up Mortarion's scythe from the ground and raised it above his head: "All Death Guards, who are willing to continue to follow me, kill the demons around you and within you now. From now on we will no longer submit to any god."

Typhons sneered: "No, no one will be as stupid as you and dare to betray your loving father."

"collapse!"

A bolter sounded, and a veteran who had been following Mortarion for thousands of years pointed his gun at the Nurgle demon beside him and fired.

Repeated rebellions followed, with the Death Guard and Nurgle Daemons at war with each other.

The demon Mortarion raised his scythe and pointed it at Typhons: "I am the Primarch of the Fourteenth Legion, and I am the Lord of the Legion."

(End of this chapter)