I write apocrypha in Warhammer.

Chapter 136 The Road to Heaven
"How about it? Is my declaration domineering enough?"

After reading the lines, Wei Mu smiled and asked the people around him.

"Strong and powerful, Lord Jieduzhi!"

Sarkozy did a little cheerful dance.

The pied clowns all seem to have ADHD, always trying to express something with their bodies, and it is difficult for them to be quiet for too long.

"Huron should not fall for such a provoking method. According to past records, he is a very calm person, but it is hard to say about other traitors." Moore replied.

For the Red Pirates, in terms of grievances and grudges, the title of Lord of the Maelstrom should belong to them. In terms of achievements, they also captured the original Guilliman alive.

It is hard to imagine that they would turn a blind eye to Wei Mu's arrogant declaration of war.

"That's the problem." Wei Mu said with a smile, "If the Red Pirates were a well-disciplined organization, I would definitely not dare to mess around like this."

"In addition, there are still many of my compatriots, the Dark Eldar, active in the Maelstrom area. As you know, they think highly of themselves in front of your race, so in short, our people will try their best to persuade them."

Sarkozy put on a helpless, bitter face again.

Those black bean sprouts really treat human beings as inferior playthings, and their attitude is so contemptuous that they often lose sight of their own weight.

If they heard that there was a "monkey" clamoring to clean up the maelstrom area and crush them like cockroaches, they would most likely come to your door.

"Then it's hard work for you."

Wei Mu smiled, although he was not worried about the threat of those Dark Eldar pirates.

Then, he said with a serious face: "But you guys also know that they can't continue like this, right?"

Treating the entire galaxy as his own playground, he would do things everywhere without restraint. After doing things, he would dive into Comorragh deep in the webway, leaving only ruins and debris all over the ground.

These black bean sprouts will have to be dealt with sooner or later.

It's just because the major forces are currently fighting, no one can spare their hands for a while.

"Uh, this."

The pied clown had a melancholy expression on his face, feeling very sorry for what his compatriots had done.

"The spirit races who created the Great Desire are still carefree and happy. Under such circumstances, how could the Great Desire be defeated." Wei Mu waved his hand helplessly.

Just like there are a steady stream of traitors in the human race, and the human race wants to completely overthrow the four gods.

The prophets of the Eldar prophesied that the awakened god of death, Yenad, would slay their archenemy Slaanesh.

Therefore, the Eldar tried every possible means to revive the God of Death and help them escape from the eternal nightmare.

However, in fact, the reason why Death cannot wake up is not for any other reason, but because His current strength is not enough to defeat Slaanesh, so he can only continue to lie down.

You must make yourself better in order to effectively fight Chaos, and the same is true for the Eldar.

"Don't be so pessimistic, young man. The emergence of the Death Army has successfully united the Eldar of different factions, and we have also deployed in Comoros. Everything is developing in a good direction." Sarkozy advised.

The power in Wei Mu's hands is getting stronger and stronger, and Dujiao is really worried that this kid will rush into the webway to fuck Commorragh after he has some free time.

If he really plans to do this, the Ark Eldar will be happy to show him the way.

Although the Black Sprout hates dogs, they are still fellow Eldar of the clowns, and the Laughing God has chosen a certain character to fight for power in Commorragh.

If we can use political means to promote the reform of the Dark Eldar and turn them into friends, this will be a good outcome for everyone.

"I hope so." Wei Mu could only sigh.

He really couldn't expect anything from those black bean sprouts.

While everyone was chatting, the Mantis Warriors had already launched a surprise attack on the rebels.

This is the first battle after the return of the old mantis Neoterra, and he must be vigorous and resolute.

He personally led two companies to fight against all six enemy ships.In addition, three companies were dispatched to the ground to clear the outpost and fortress.

The battle between Space Marines and mortals is one-sided crushing.

When the Emperor's Angels of Death appeared before these traitors, the tide was turned.

The mantises broke into the warships twisted by corrupt energy.

They shuttled through the passage with unimaginable speed and headed straight for the bridge command post.

Some cultists walking in the passage didn't even understand what was happening. They just felt a strong wind blowing suddenly, and their vision began to change.

When they came to their senses a few seconds later, they realized that their bodies had been cut in half.

"Stop them and kill the lackeys of the false emperor. The road to promotion is waiting for us, and the dark gods will smile at us!"

The voice of the traitor commander came over the battleship's radio.

The man whose body had been severely distorted was motivating his subordinates to fight against the intruders.

Those who surrender to Chaos will be promised the path to heaven.

The more they dedicate themselves to the demons of the subspace and use extreme behaviors to satisfy their dirty desires, the more twisted their bodies will become.

Deformed organs, disgusting sarcomas, and unidentified growths are the basic operations of Chaos Blessing.

In the eyes of normal people, this change is no different than becoming a monster.

Their destructive power can indeed be greatly improved, but the various pains caused by this torture them.

Even so, cultists still worship these changes.

They believe that this is the true nature of things, a symbol of the favor of the dark gods towards them.

The more mutations they have, the higher their status in the cult will be, and the closer they will be to the so-called promotion.

And killing a space warrior with a mortal body is definitely an achievement that can win the favor of the dark gods.

Fanatic cultists took action.

They each picked up the weapons contaminated by chaotic energy and swarmed towards the invading Mantis Warriors.

The servants of the true God shouted loudly the names of their masters, praying for their strength, and launched a charge without fear.

But it doesn't help.

The Emperor's Angel of Death cannot be stopped with a loud voice.

For these pitiable enemies, the Mantis Warriors didn't even have the heart to say harsh words to them - because even if those words were spoken, they had no chance to hear them.

The defense line built by the cultists was quickly penetrated by the mantises. The passage of the battleship was soaked in bright red blood, and dead bodies were scattered around.

They successfully broke into the bridge and planned to take over the entire battleship.

And there, waiting for the mantises is an existence that can be called extremely twisted even for subspace creatures-a chaos egg.

Wei Mu introduced this swollen sarcoma to the mantises. When intelligent life is poured into too much subspace energy and the body cannot bear it, it will look like this.

No consciousness, no fatigue, only the instinct to kill.

It sounds dangerous, but in fact it is just a loser among the fallen, being used as a consumable.

There is no reason why the Emperor's Angels should lose to such a thing.

The old mantis Neotra shouted and faced the monster head on.

(End of this chapter)