Warhammer 40: Shattered Steel Soul

Chapter 78 The Garden Baby
Morse put down his left hand and retreated helplessly from a place - the reason why he described it this way was because Magnus could not see any special characteristics of that place that could be used as a descriptive label.

In addition to the vague smell of blood, and the dry wind blowing to Magnus's face when he walked out of Tizca to explore the wilderness many years ago, even if he secretly pried a bit of ether wind behind Morse's back Searching, can't detect anything unusual.

"It doesn't welcome you," said Morse, "and it probably doesn't welcome me either."

"But I haven't seen it. I don't even have any observations or knowledge of it." Magnus said.

"Oh, that's an eternal battlefield." Morse replied regretfully.From the direction in which the curse runes turned, it can be inferred that the transparent man turned around and faced the red young giant. "Even if your skin color suits its liking, you are obviously not a brave warrior."

The Transparent Man's shoulders may have shrugged. "Besides, you are still addicted to using psychic powers, right?"

"Does anyone still discriminate against wizards now?" Magnus asked in surprise. "This goes against the laws of human intellectual development. Abandoning reasonably obtainable knowledge out of superstition and dogma is an obstructive inertial thinking that is not conducive to the all-round development of society."

Morse snorted, "Considering you grew up on a planet full of psykers, I don't wonder how you can be so ignorant in this regard."

He paused and simply finished the sentence at once: "As for me, last time it tried to snatch your brother away, the Emperor and I stopped it. You can ask Perturabo later. What do you think about the subspace? We already know enough, and it’s time to completely replenish our knowledge.”

"Take my brother?" Magnus repeated. "Is there any point in that?"

"On the eternal chessboard, everything has meaning." After thinking about the intimate play between Magnus and the servants of the Lord of Change, Morse quickly gave up the idea of ​​patting the big man.

Thinking of the last location, a smile appeared on his non-existent face.

"Do you like to be clean, Magnus?" Morse detected the flow direction of the subspace wave and identified the correct direction.

A snake-like eagle-like thing with brilliant blue-purple wings jumped out from the waves, its sharp claws stabbed straight at him, and then hid unwillingly when Magnus noticed something strange here, the tips of its claws hooked Passed through nothingness, causing no harm.

Magnus looked at the strange blue light that just flashed in confusion, and answered Morse's question: "Well, I don't regard things within the scope of normal hygiene as dirty, so I feel anxious and compulsively clean and check. and the habit of rejecting unclean objects, but I need to maintain a certain standard of cleanliness to avoid contaminating my experimental environment and damaging the books and treasures I collect. At the same time, I think human evolution is reflected in a certain degree of resistance and resistance to native natural forms. Off the top…so yeah.”

Admitting to being clean like a child seemed to deflate Magnus a little.The hem of his robe floating behind his subspace projection also hung softly on the instep of his shoeless feet.

"That's good," said Morse briskly. "I think I've found my way. The way to a neat little garden."

At some point, there was a wooden door entwined with vines in front of the two of them. In Magnus' eyes, the door panel here was painted with clean white paint, and the fences beside it were all lined up neatly.He couldn't help looking forward to another friend Morse was going to visit.

"We will see a vibrant and beautiful garden that is completely different from the exquisite beauty deliberately created by the previous Elysium... and I think the owner here should not know who disturbed its garden last time."

"Be careful not to hurt the flowers and plants here, Magnus." Morse smiled leisurely, snapped his fingers, and the wooden door opened automatically.

Magnus couldn't wait to enter first, stepping into the dark brown garden soil exuding the fragrance of fresh grass in his eyes.

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A Nurgling is holding its newly planted abscess, taking care of its cute head with yellow and white juice, and looking for the green herpes messenger it just met a little while ago. , its simple thinking only wants to show good things to the herpes messenger, so that the powder throat that it spits out of its mouth may become more red because of happiness.

On the road, Nurgling met another Nurgling, and together they patted the fat white bug that crawled out from under the rotten leaves nearby. The bug rolled around and spit out some brown-yellow mucus from its mouthparts happily. The ghouls dipped in the slime and hugged each other, clapped their short hands on each other's faces with big mouths, and spread the slime all over each other's necks to express their friendship.Before he knew it, seven Nurglings were already playing together in the soft soil with yellow-green bubbles.

After encountering a strange purple arrow piercing the land here last time, everyone hasn't run to this corner to play for a while.

Later everyone said it must have been caused by the annoying blue squishy monster again, it was so annoying!

Raindrops fell from the dense yellow clouds in the sky, passing through the gaps in the half-dead dark brown leaves. The heavy rain added new toys to the creatures in the garden.

A small group of capers infected with laughing hysteria wore little red hats made of turned-over fat skin and carried rotten bagpipes to accompany their companions happily, and then were driven away by the bad clerk who was always spoiling the fun. .

However, the Nurglings will not blame dear scribes, they have to record the endless number of plagues for their loving father, so even if they are not so friendly to other partners, it has a long green circle nose full of holes and The pink and swollen big mouth with yellow and black rotten teeth separated from the head is also very cute, and even the disgusting mucus flowing from the thick tongue is full of friendly taste.

In the harmonious and friendly play, a strange red-skinned guy suddenly appeared.

Nurgling's simple mind could not understand that this very tall friend was a new companion created by his loving father, nor could he understand why it was clean and all its organs were inside its body.

It was so pitiful that the Nurgling jumped sadly towards the big red friend, wanting to help it.It must be that the loving father wanted everyone to love it together, so he didn't coat it with dirty juices and soft proliferative tissue.

But why is the big red friend standing there but not coming over?
The expression on its face was also strange. It looked to the left and to the right, as if it couldn't see everyone clearly.

The Nurgling suddenly understood!It must be a pair of cloudy eyes given to it by its loving father, so that everyone has different diseases. The loving father really likes the big red friend.Everyone also wants to play with their new friends.

A large group of little creatures in the garden ran towards the big red friend, huffing and puffing together. Their new friends also squatted down in a friendly manner, and their annoying clean white robes were finally stained with the loving Gurulu pus.

Thinking that I helped a new friend, everyone felt that the rotten smell in the thick miasma became stronger, and they became sincerely happy.

I just don’t know why, Honghong’s new friend didn’t join in the game after everyone played with it in a friendly way. They are willing to lick the bright yellow worm friends crawling around on the ground, even if half of their bodies are rotten, the little flies are willing to fly up from the black sewage where they live to play with big friends, there are no big red ones smile.

The Nurgling clumsily patted the big man's soles without shoes, and rubbed its dirty round body on its calf in a friendly manner, smearing all the dirty slime and semi-solids on it until it turned red. on the skin, and want to cheer it up.

The big man seemed to finally see what it looked like. It stretched out its broad hands, and Nurgling raised its small hand, trying to climb onto the back of the big man's hand to play.

But at this moment, accompanied by a very strange bird's cry of pain in the sky, and several crystal blue bird feathers that were knocked down by the rarely angry loving father with a conceptual spoon, the big man's His expression suddenly became extremely frightened.

"Ah-"

A terrifying storm of spiritual energy erupted from the red giant's body, violently swept a corner of the lush and decayed garden, and instantly wiped out countless densely packed insect eggs and vines, countless little creatures were committing evil deeds. The ruthless red giant was smashed into pieces amidst its screams of collapse, and melted back into the moist and fertile soil.

The giant's desperate screams continued, and the red cheeks showed paleness under extreme shock. After a moment, a rune gold Sora pulled away the red giant who had come to make trouble in the garden.

When the new little creatures started to play happily, they would raise their heads from time to time, and felt in confusion that there was a long and miserable roar that lingered high in the sky and did not dissipate for a long time.

(End of this chapter)