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

Chapter 119: It can’t be cured, it’s hopeless, let’s wait to die.jpg
What did I think at that time?I escaped from the mountains, I escaped from the adoptive father who tortured me countless times, I escaped from the heights to the lowlands, I saw "human beings", and I realized -

——How stupid I was at that time.

Looking back at his past life from the current perspective, Mortarion only felt that he was ridiculous when he was too young.How could he have recognized Nurgle's blessings as evil poison and corruption?
If a person looks back on his life from the back to the front, he will often think that his past self was stupid from the perspective of the future.Mortarion was therefore unaware that his mind was being modified by the power of the Warp.This subtle correction has continued unnoticed for 1 years since he knelt down before the gods.

This modified thinking quickly started operating in the demon primarch's intolerant brain, and then, Mortarion replied:
"At that time, I raised an army to kill my adoptive father who tortured me. I hated him. I despised him. I swore that I would defeat him." He said, "But this goal was easily taken away by the Emperor. . He may be my biological father and my creator, but he is just using his power and authority to try to ravage the entire galaxy. These things are unimportant to him."

He slightly lifted a small incense burner hanging on the Nirvana, and an alien soul was vaguely struggling and flapping and howling in it: "Fortunately, my generous loving father allowed me to see all this clearly, and with His great power, I It makes up for the shortcomings of my life. With His permission, I will also launch an eternal challenge to the corpse on the throne."

"...Hey." Fujimaru Ritsuka showed a helpless expression, "To be honest, I really didn't expect that you would be much higher than Conrad in terms of 'deceiving yourself'."

"What did you say?"

"Don't you realize the loopholes in your logic?" Fujimaru Ritsuka changed the scepter in his arms from the left to the right, leaving no time for Mortarion to refute, and asked questions like a barrage, " I have studied you - to be precise, I have studied all the Primarchs under the Emperor's instruction and guidance. The reasons you describe are indeed tenable at first glance, but if you only rely on your own alien Can a simple emotion like your adoptive father's hatred really support you in building Barbarus into what he was when the Emperor first came under such difficult conditions?"

"that is because--"

"——Perhaps you will argue that you need the army, but if it is just for the purpose of defeating the witchcraft overlord, do you really need it? What's more, just to avenge your adoptive father, it is necessary to destroy the entire planet. Have all the witchcraft overlords been eliminated?"

"Psychic races are likely to have—"

"Yes, we have all seen that after so many years, your alien adoptive father is still captured by you in the form of a soul. If you don't kill them all, there is no telling what means he will use to make a comeback on other overlords - said At this point, how did you, who has always hated witchcraft, use to capture something like the 'soul' that obviously does not exist in the material world? Witchcraft?"

"That is the power generously lent to me by my loving father Nurgle!"

"The situation is a bit worrying. Do you still remember what the definition of 'witchcraft' is? As an official legal user of witchcraft in the empire, I can kindly remind you that 'witchcraft' is essentially through contact with powerful forces in subspace. There is a kind of psychic spell that is exercised with borrowed power.”

"……shut up."

"Then let's change the topic. Do you really think that the Lord of Plague is a generous god? I remember that you still had the title of 'Lord of Death' when you were under his command, right?"

"--To shut up!!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka ignored the furious Mortarion and just continued to plot at his own pace:
"——Then why can't you even control the death of your own heir?"

At that moment, the extinct chain blade roared, and the huge war scythe fell from the sky towards Fujimaru Ritsuka with unimaginable swiftness; Miadez was launched forward almost at the same time. After the loud noise caused by the collision of two powerful weapons, the attack path of the giant scythe was partially deflected.

——It’s not that Fujimaru Ritsuka’s reflexes can keep up with the attack speed of the devil’s original body. It’s like she fired three base types at the same time, but only the latter two successfully hit.She could react so quickly only because she predicted that Mortarion was about to go crazy at this time.

At the same time, there was a slight sound like breaking glass, which, masked by such a loud noise, still miraculously echoed in the ears of everyone present.

The time that had been frozen began to flow again: the diseased scales on Mortarion's wings flew forward like smoke with his movements, and Arjuna's blue arrows flew forward at the same time. The fire burned it out; Sigismund quickly stepped forward to protect Fujimaru Ritsuka's fragile body from the subsequent explosion, and the Emperor's Sword had also been handed to Mortarion at this moment. In his heart, the brilliant spiritual flames on it were as blazing as Guilliman himself's anger at this moment.

"How is that possible!" Mortarion roared, anxiously using the long pole of his war scythe to hold the fatal blow from his brother, but no one answered him.

In the idealistic field of psychic energy, the importance of the parties' beliefs, or beliefs, is unimaginable, especially in this situation where two subspace powers compete with each other in the real universe through their respective spokesmen. of witchcraft.The two are neck and neck in an invisible battle, and time is temporarily frozen because of this. Once a problem occurs in a certain link and the balance is broken, the consequences will be fatal to the losing party.

——The reason why the balance was broken was that at that moment, Mortarion questioned his god.Not only was Mortarion, who was overwhelmed by Guilliman's violent offensive, but the Nurgle demons behind him were also feeling the pressure at this time.For them, the destructive power originating from the Emperor seemed to be suppressed virtually in an instant. The weaker ones among them almost didn't even hum before disappearing into ashes; the stronger ones fell into confusion and confusion. They were quickly killed by the soldiers of the Empire; while the Great Unclean Ones such as Kugas tried to forcefully tear open a subspace rift in reality so that they could escape from this terrifying battlefield.

Either out of pure luck, or because a loving father did care for it, Kugas did succeed.It penetrated into the swirling spiritual light with a speed and agility that a Great Unclean One should not have, and returned to the high heaven, which was safer and more livable for it.It rolled and crawled forward in panic, desperately trying to stay away from Parmenio's position - it was too terrible, too dangerous, it was a rare distance from death in his life that has no beginning and no end. Such a close experience.

That felt really bad.

The father of the plague, who had always been sad and painful, even forgot to shed tears in mourning for his compatriots this time, and only wanted to return to Yax.Before it received the favor of its loving father, it was what the empire called a "garden world", a magnificent model and template for all imperial worlds.It was also planned as a "Hospital World", and Nurgle's corruption of it began at this time.

Now, in the eyes of the Great Unclean One, it is a lovely enough planet, full of fatherly love, decay and disease.In a sense, it is the beginning of everything and everything will end on it.The subspace originally predicted this, and Kugas originally planned it this way, but now, everything has changed.

After an immeasurably long and brief period of time, Kor'gas returned to the plague factory it had built on Yax.This was originally the largest hospital and sanatorium on Yax, but now, except for the few remaining architectural patterns, it has nothing to do with its original function.

Countless Nurglings are laughing and busy here. Organs, eyeballs, limbs and mouthpieces collected from the entire sick and polluted planet, fungi, viruses, corruption and mutations are all gathered here, waiting. The owner of this place, the Plague Father, took it.And it, Kugas, should have been standing high in the center of the entire factory, surrounded by its lieutenants, working hard to stir the soup pot it borrowed from its loving father Nurgle, using the resources of the entire planet and the son of the cursed man. A drop of blood, trying to refine an unprecedented plague.

That's how it should be.It has now lost a drop of blood and has lost all its lieutenants.Its work has obviously suffered irrefutable failure, but the energy of the warp here is still decayed and stagnant, which makes it happy.The terrible energy of the Damned that aimed to destroy all had been left behind on Parmenio, where it was safe.

This realization made Kugas feel slightly relieved.It rested in place for a short while to calm down its frightened mind, and then slowly moved forward, trying to return to the soup pot.He thought he had to check whether the little things were lazy and neglected to stir while he was away, causing the contents of the soup pot to condense.But in the next moment, another strange throbbing made him look up in confusion, and what he saw made him feel like he had fallen into an ice cave in an instant:

A second golden sun appeared in the sky.

This is not a natural phenomenon.Kugas didn't know why it happened, but it knew what it was.Not long ago, it had just seen a similar scene on Parmenio:
The Storm Boundary, suspended in mid-air, is charging the bow holy sword weapon.

Extreme fear made Kugas jump from where he was.It doesn't understand why the weapons of the cursed can come and go freely in an area where the father's gift is so strong.It ignored all the nearby Nurglings blocking its path, ignored their confusion or screams of terror, and crushed their tiny bodies mercilessly beneath it.Here it used the fastest speed in its life, trying to get to the soup pot handed to it by its loving father - it had already made a mistake when it was born, and it could not make it again.

Kugas, the father of the plague, the third favored member of the demon army under his loving father, bulged up his body with all his strength, and before the final moment came, he hugged the one that was huge enough for the Great Unclean One. Stock pot.However, before it could breathe a sigh of relief and prepare to shrink the soup pot so that it could take it away from the planet, a bright golden beam of light had already fallen from the sky, covering the entire plague factory. in.

"Do not--"

The sky and the earth changed color, the wind and clouds rolled around, and nothing could be preserved in such a powerful energy beam, not even the voice of the Great Unclean One.After the light that seemed to last for a moment or eternity dissipated, Yax was polluted into thick yellow-green clouds. The clouds opened and the moon became bright for a while, and the air filled with rot and stench began to become fresh from here.

And at the point where the beam of light fell, the original hospital, later the Temple of the Evil God, the dead and filthy, the Nurglings running around, and the Great Unclean One running among them, had all disappeared.

The soup pot that Kugas wanted to protect at the risk of his life also turned into several indistinguishable pieces of scrap metal and fragments under the impact of energy.

In the capital city that was deliberately left behind on this planet, before people who were aware of this energy fluctuation through auspicious acupoints tried to come and observe it, the Storm Boundary had already submerged through imaginary numbers and silently disappeared behind the curtain again.

It has another destination to go to.

　Miwu (no more)

　　In fact, there is a question about Ku'gas that makes me very confused. In Plague War, it is said that it is the third most favored demon, but in Divine Plague, it becomes the first favored one (it is still having an office fight with Rain's father). This really confused me.And because three is more fatherly in numerology (?), I chose the term third favored here.

　　There is a saying that I really wanted to use as the title of this chapter, but in the end it was a quote from a friend who was defeated by Bian Que three times in a row. I must show it here:
　　The antonym of Nurgling is dish soap.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)