Godzilla from Warhammer 40K.

Chapter 233: One Planet, Two Primarchs
This is really the best opportunity, because Nurgle is restrained by Godzilla and the divine power belonging to Nurgle has been affected.

Without the power of Nurgle, the Ultramarines Legion, which had been upgraded by the Primaris, were enough to wipe out more than 90% of the Death Guard, including the current leader of the Death Guard, Typhons.

Guilliman's brother Mortarion usually doesn't take care of things. Like those fallen legions, he is the captain of the company and is responsible for the main development.

But the Emperor was not about to miss this opportunity, and he planned to teleport Mortarion to the hive world of Arti so that Guilliman could meet his fallen brother.

As for whether to kill him or keep him in the end, it depends on how long Nurgle can hold on.

If Nurgle dies quickly, Mortarion will lose the support of Nurgle's power and may be able to be saved. If Nurgle dies slowly, Mortarion will most likely not be able to defeat Guilliman.

After all, Guilliman now has his father's help behind him, while Nurgle can hardly protect himself.

At this moment, on the hive world of Alti, the Ultramarines have begun landing operations under the cover of the Astra Militarum. Their target is the plague engine on the hive world of Alti. That thing is the source of the plague in the Ultramarines Star Field.

The Ultramarines upgraded by the Primaris were not at a disadvantage at all when facing the Death Guards whose flesh and armor were grown together.

Even the Chapter Master, Calgar, participated in the ground raid.

"Take my punch, traitor!!!"

Calgar's power fist blew up a stinky can's head with one punch. This chapter leader is always at the forefront.

Only the Terminators of the Death Guard were able to temporarily stop the First beneath the Ultramarines.

However, the Primarch Robouti Guilliman, also participated in the ground landing holding the Sword of the Emperor.

"my brother."

After Guilliman learned the Emperor's oracle from Mathieu, he didn't believe it at first, but he had a mysterious feeling that it might be true this time.

"It's time to pay off this debt of ten thousand years once and for all."

The Sword of the Emperor was burning with flames, and Guilliman cut the charging Nurgle Hellbeast in half with one sword. His heart was extremely determined, and he was determined to resolve the grudge that had lasted for thousands of years at this moment.

On Nurgle's side, almost all the demons and Chaos Space Marines under Nurgle can feel that Nurgle's power is weakening.

The more a warrior is blessed by Nurgle, the more he can feel this feeling.

Typhons, the strongest chosen one of Nurgle, the destroyer of the Hive and the first captain of the Death Guard, can feel that unique feeling even more.

"what happened?"

He now felt so weak that he could not walk steadily, which was almost impossible for an Astartes.

Because the Astartes are tough guys who can carry several tons of power armor and move around without a power source.

"My body, God's blessing, is declining. What's going on with this feeling of exhaustion?!"

Typhons could not understand why Nurgle's blessing would fade, and at this critical moment.

But he did not need to understand, because soon, a Warp rift was forced open in the Hive World of Arti, and the Primarch of the Death Guard, Mortarion, was thrown out of the Warp rift.

Yes, literally thrown out.

Even a demon prince of Mortarion's level was thrown out without any resistance. This is a very rare but very consistent situation in Warhammer 40K.

"what?!"

Mortarion was also confused.

The demon wings behind him spread out and floated in the air above the hive city of Arti. He looked around and saw his gene offspring fighting the Ultramarines.

"Where is this?" Mortarion usually did not leave the Warp, as he was the kind of Primarch who didn't mind his own business, but this time it was purely some kind of forced will that sent him here.

just like.
The feeling he had felt when he was sucked into the warp as a baby and transported to his home planet.

"Father."

Mortarion understood that this might be the work of the corpse king on the throne, but he didn't care.

Now that he has been sent here, don't blame him for being rude.

The Plague Scythe in Mortarion's hand was surrounded by swarms of flies. He flew to a battlefield and landed between the two sides of the battle. This demon prince was bigger than the dreadnought, and his appearance would undoubtedly crush the Extreme Warriors in an instant.

He raised his sickle and slashed, killing the closest Extreme Warrior, taking his life.

Even the Land Raider's machine gun fire was of no use to the Daemon Prince of Nurgle. The bullets penetrated the rotten flesh, causing an explosion that blew apart the rotten flesh, but it recovered within seconds.

Mortarion approached the Land Raider quickly with a slow and stiff body, and cut the huge machine in half with one stroke.

It seems contradictory, but it is not contradictory.

Mortarion's speed was much slower than that of the Primarchs, but it was still too fast for ordinary Astartes to react.

"Hahaha, hahaha!"

Mortarion let out a creepy laugh, and the stench of decay on his body began to spread, a stench that was even unbearable for the Space Marines' respirators.

After the battle, Mortarion asked the Death Guard, "Who are you fighting?"

The Death Guard reported truthfully: "Father, the Ultramarines, under the leadership of Guilliman, are launching a general attack on our hive world Arti."

"Guilliman, how long have I not heard this name?"

An angry tone was evident from Mortarion's respirator.

"My pathetic brother actually managed to survive Fulgrim's hands. Humph, I'll have to take his life myself."

"Father, there is something wrong with our blessing."

A Death Guard with a split stomach, revealing a bloody mouth, walked over. He looked exhausted.

"My God seems to be in trouble. Perhaps we should shrink the front and retreat back into the subspace."

But the next second, the Death Guard was chopped in half. Mortarion cursed angrily: "Fool, do you want to prevent my reunion with my brother? Gather the troops, we will lead you to fight against the Ultramarines, and my brother will be dealt with by me personally."

Mortarion has a potion that can kill Guilliman, and this is his confidence.

But he could also feel that the power of Nurgle in his body was very unstable, and his body seemed to be changing from a twisted beast back to the original physical condition of the Primarch.

However, opportunities to reunite with brothers are rare.

"Oh my God."

Mortarion looked toward the sky, which was shrouded in a green, poisonous cloud.

"What happened to you?"

Mortarion couldn't understand why the four gods who were beyond time and reality had undergone such a drastic change.

The time in the Warp is chaotic. Theoretically, Nurgle will not die, but Nurgle is killing all forces in the past, present, and future.

(End of this chapter)