How can a retired savior be considered retired if his price drops to 40,000?

Chapter 112 A wonderful food chain appears

Perhaps Mortarion was not sowing deceit in his words this time, for they were indeed being cared for by a loving father.

Kugas thought like this as he entangled his huge body on the sedan chair carried by 770 seven Nurglings.

The environment on Parmenio was not originally so pleasant for a big demon like it.Reality is too strong and subspace is too weak. For a powerful being like Kugas, it is like thin porridge, barely able to satisfy his hunger, but never full.In such an environment, just trying to maintain its own existence in reality is already very laborious for it.

But it's different now.The fuming winds coming straight from the garden surround Ku'gas, the power of blessing envelopes his army, and the tide of chaos cuts off the son of the cursed from the corpse emperor's minions, and all it should do is find him and defeat him , get his blood, even just one drop.

This could not fail under the watchful eye of a loving father, and Mortarion could do the rest.

These thoughts did not make the Great Unclean One, who had been melancholy, happy.He was surrounded by the glorious caress of a loving father, but he still lowered his brows and curled his lips almost blasphemously, and couldn't help thinking about what he would do if he failed.

It's not that he wasn't willing to go through fire and water for the grand goal of refining the greatest plague, or for the greater vision that his loving father needed it to fulfill.He just had his usual compulsive belief that things might go bad.

Kugas looked around at the other servants of Nurgle surrounding him and sighed inaudibly: Why can't he be as confident and happy as them?
A voice in the distance interrupted its self-pitying thoughts.Kugas looked up and saw that its sedan was close enough to the Imperial army.Even its adjutant, Sepsis, has happily taken off the flail originally hanging on its shoulders.

"Isn't this the most boring son of the cursed one?" It happily left Kugas' side and walked towards the original body, which was wrapped in a luxurious armor but covered in dirty green blood, shaking. Lifting the flail, the stone covered with moss at the top of the chain rotated above its head:
"I've been looking for you," it said happily.

The huge body of the Great Unclean One casts an inconspicuous shadow in the dim light, even dwarfing the original body's physique: "I am Septicemia, the seventh lord of the seventh demon palace. I can tell you openly, there is no A mortal could use his power to call my name and control me. And so can you."

Guilliman raised his sword indifferently.He had no intention of responding. To him, this was just another enemy that should be wiped off Parmenio.However, another voice replied before he spoke: "It's shameless to say something loud."

The Primarch was convinced that the Custodes and the Victorious had not yet caught up with him.The sudden appearance of such a voice beside him naturally attracted his attention, and he couldn't help but turn his head to confirm the source:
The figure who had been standing quietly on the roof of his command car came to his side at some point and stood on the dirty and muddy ground in the center of the battlefield, his white clothes and white bow still spotless.

Judging from appearance alone, there seems to be no significant difference between this man and ordinary people.But the Great Unclean One, who calls himself Sepsis, apparently doesn’t think so.It seemed to sense something and was apparently more vigilant than necessary:
"Who are you?" it asked, "This place is already a sacred realm that mortals cannot set foot on. The grace of fester and corruption should have infected all creatures that set foot on this land. But you are not affected, you -"

"——You bastards are not worthy of knowing my name." The man said while slowly raising his long bow, "My master is already on the way, and she may need a smoother and more stable land. block as a landing ground.”

This half of the sentence was probably addressed to Guilliman, but the second half of his sentence was obviously not:

"When she arrives, you'd better remember what you just said." He looked up at the huge body of the Great Unclean One without fear, and the blue flames twisted up and down the arrows, "Especially, 'No mortal can use his power to call my name and control me', that part."

Quite untimely, Guilliman noticed at such a close distance that the arrows on the man's bow had no sharp arrows.
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"Why are there three positioning locations on the Flat Moon?" Sigismund, who squeezed himself into the main control room of the Storm Frontier with ease, asked, "We are not just going to support Guilliman who is trapped in the subspace battlefield. Sir?"

"Of course, we have other battle plans after this..." It is very surprising that Ritsuka Fujimaru, who seemed to be fearless, actually did not respond under Sigismund's "disapproving look". He looked guilty and short of breath, and began to try to be cute, "...I will take you with me, just in case..."

Sigismund still seemed disapproving: "You are often too conservative when making plans for others, but often breathtakingly radical when making plans that concern only yourself."

"...So I will take you there -" "-I have to suspect that your so-called 'take me there' is actually a play on words." Sigismund stepped forward without giving in. Forced, "You basically have no credibility in this area."

"Suo and Somni will also go together! You don't have to worry about firepower!"

"You also know that many times it is not the firepower itself that plays a decisive role on the battlefield——"

"I understand your concerns, Emperor's Champion Sigismund."

A character that no one expected, Somni, who seemed to have become some kind of device in the main control room, spoke here:

"Considering that the safety of the Master is too important, I will support the battlefield and drop reinforcements to carry out the next scheduled mission alone. You can take her directly away from the ship in the next battlefield."

"Huh? Somni, why are you-"

"——Okay, I understand, let's do it like this." Sigismund nodded quickly, said "Excuse me" briefly, and then skillfully picked up Fujimaru Ritsuka by his waist and walked toward him. Walk outside the main control room.

It can be seen that he obviously has a little respect for Fujimaru Ritsuka, but not much.

"——Hey, wait a minute! How are you going to use the Holy Sword Armor after you throw me off the boat! If I hadn't known that it was impossible, I really doubt whether the two of you had colluded in advance?! Somni It should be a very happy thing to learn to make decisions on your own, so why am I not happy at all - stop, I have to confirm his plan - "

The door to the main control room quickly closed, shutting out the girl's chirping complaints, and Somni once again faced the console in front of him with concentration.Due to the influence of subspace, the Sheba Lens is almost impossible to observe normally in this area. The current navigation is completely based on the navigation of the Plane Moon and the simulation calculations of Trismegistes.

But Somny doesn't think the ship will veer off course.This is not only because he is very confident in the operation of his operation, but also because he trusts the Storm Frontier itself enough.The ship has so far experienced more stormy waters than Somni could even imagine, and crossed strange realms that not even the Emperor's Dream has explored.The mere interference and concealment of the Chaos Gods could not stop the Stormbound.
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We can arrive at our destination correctly and we can return correctly. -
Somni spoke to the Stormbound itself via a physical cable link.He was not just asking about the current journey, but also about the following, risky and yet-to-be-started routes that he had just decided arbitrarily.

He wasn't entirely sure of this.Mathematics and probability calculations told him that this trip was bound to be full of dangers.The annoying sense of uncertainty brought about an "uneasy" emotion that was very new to him, and he couldn't help but think about whether Fujimaru Ritsuka would be affected by similar emotions when he made various seemingly impossible decisions. torture.

He didn't let his thoughts linger on this for too long, because after almost less than a microsecond, the Stormbound itself responded to his question:
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As long as you and I believe so strongly, it will be okay.We will definitely return to the Master. -
"Nemo" said to him.

　Miwu (no more)

　　The festive atmosphere, the Blue Can family reunion itself is also a festive atmosphere, there is no such thing as a festive extra! (Beaten)

　　I'm actually very hesitant. I want to write a side story but I want to get past this plot first.

　　I’ll tell you more in October (peaceful).

　　
　
(End of this chapter)