But the interesting thing is that Robert Guilliman not only did not make any overreaction to this, but also showed a very puzzled expression, and then asked in an uncertain tone: "Father, is it you?"

"..."

The girl didn't speak, she just raised the corners of her mouth and smiled.

The two just stared at each other as if confirming something.

After about ten seconds, Robert Guilliman straightened up and sighed: "Oh - okay.

Since you don't want to say anything, I won't ask any more questions.

It doesn't matter whether you are Magnus, my genetic father, or Tzeentch.

Because I will not allow you to leave this place, let alone participate in the next war.

Custodes, Sister Silence, keep an eye on her.

No one is allowed to approach her or let her go unless ordered to do so by myself."

"clear!"

"As you command!"

The Custodes and Sisters of Silence who were responsible for guarding responded immediately.

When the original body turned around and left, the opened hatch closed again, and the girl returned to the corner and sat down, hugging her legs.

However, her eyes were fixed on the wall in front of her, as if she had seen the war-torn scene on the planet outside through the hull of the alloy armor plate.

Robert Guilliman finally made up his mind and prepared to personally launch an unprecedented attack to completely end this protracted plague war.

In this way, after more than ten hours of discussion in the combat meeting, he finally began to parachute to the surface with decisive force, intending to eliminate the void shield controlled by Nurgle's army, and then use orbital bombing to destroy all the demons and his own

The good brother Mortarion was once again exiled back to the warp.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! But what the Imperial Regent didn't know was that his idea of ​​a quick victory happened to be exactly what the Daemon Primarch Mortarion and the Great Unclean One Ku'gas liked.

Opinion.

Because at this moment, near the cauldron of Nurgle on the ruins of a certain city on the planet's surface, Kugas had just prepared the coveted Plague of Gods and delivered it to Mortarion.

The latter undoubtedly felt the most terrifying poison in the galaxy, and a disgusting smile appeared on that twisted and ugly face: "Very good! Now we can finally implement that plan."

"Are you sure that Guilliman will fall into the trap we set and fall into the arms of his great and loving father under the torment of the plague?"

Kugas brought his huge, foul-smelling head closer.

As the most powerful demon under Nurgle, he has a huge body that towers into the clouds and a mountain of rotten flesh and fat. The organs in his body are swollen to the point of being twisted and deformed, constantly spraying mossy boils and stench around.

The pus was so thick that maggots as thick as an adult man's arm squirmed in the rotten meat and internal organs.

Compared to the Great Unclean One, the abominations of the Scourge of Azeroth are considered clean and hygienic.

After all, the abomination is an undead spirit, and at the same time, a large amount of antiseptic fluid has been poured into the body, so there are no parasites, maggots, fungi and the like.

But the body of Nurgle's creation is equivalent to a creepy and terrifying ecosystem. There are so many "cuties" in it that it can make people's scalp numb. At the same time, it also perfectly embodies the role of the fatherly God of Life.

Nature.

If it had been before he had become a demon, Mortalion would have been disgusted and killed him without saying anything when he saw Ku'gas in this state.

But now, his appearance is almost the same as that of the other party, and he also exudes an unbearable stench, so he completely ignores Kugas and sneers: "Of course!

No one knows Robert Guilliman better than I do.

Although he looks calm and rational on the surface, he is actually a very stubborn guy who is eager for success.

What's more, the empire has invested too much power in this protracted expedition.

You have to understand that the threats they face are not only us, but also other Chaos Gods, Tyranids, Green-skinned Orcs, etc.

In addition, the Great Rift in the Galaxy caused the empire to be divided into two parts, and the dark side without the starlight is now in dire straits.

To sum up, Robert Guilliman must end this as soon as possible no matter what.

To do this, the void shield on this planet must be destroyed.

All we have to do is wait patiently for his arrival where the void shield is."

When he said these words, Mortalion's tone was full of strong confidence, and his eyes revealed an indescribable sense of superiority.

You don't need to ask to know that he looks down on his primarch brother at all, and even has a contemptuous attitude.

There is no way, it is not a problem of one or two Primarchs, but all Primarchs have more or less similar problems.

There was once a joke that perfectly explained the relationship between the emperor's children.

Question: How would you describe a creature like the original creature in one sentence?

Answer: Eighty percent of the Primarchs think that they are stronger than 80% of the other Primarchs, and the remaining 20% ​​think that they are stronger than all Primarchs.

Yes, you are not mistaken.

Almost every primarch thinks that they are the best, and no matter how bad they are, they should still be among the top.

This self-righteous arrogance has led to a very poor relationship between them and a very strong sense of competition.

The Horus Heresy was the concentrated outbreak of conflicts after they accumulated to a certain extent.

After all, there is a lot of suspicion, suspicion and fighting within both the loyalist and rebel factions.

"In that case, I look forward to you being able to present a precious gift to our great and loving father."

After saying these words, Kugas turned around and twisted his fat body towards the giant cauldron of Nurgle that was constantly releasing warp plague in the distance.

Although he had successfully brewed a plague of gods powerful enough to kill the Primarch, that did not mean the work was done.

Quite the opposite!

The next decisive battle with the human empire is the key.

For this reason, the power of subspace must continue to dominate the planet and continuously summon more demons.

As for Mortalion, he ordered his Death Guard Legion to deploy heavy troops at the location of the void shield, intending to fight Robert Guilliman, who parachuted to the surface of the planet.

But what the Daemon Primarch, who thought he had a chance of victory, didn't know was that this was actually a mantis stalking the cicada and the oriole behind.

He considers himself the hunter and Roboute Guilliman the prey.

Little did they know that in the eyes of the human emperor and Zuo Si, he and Nurgle behind him had also become prey.

In this way, a war that both sides had been preparing for for a long time finally broke out.

In areas not covered by the void shield, the frantic orbital bombardment directly and completely changed the terrain and landscape of large areas.

The mushroom clouds raised by the explosion of nuclear warheads are one after another.

Anyone who has never experienced an interstellar war will never be able to imagine the horrific scene of destruction.

It is absolutely impossible for any ground unit to survive under a saturation attack of this magnitude.

After a large area was cleared, the imperial army immediately poured into the area where the void shield was located and started fighting with the Nurgle demon army that had been waiting for a long time.

You must know that this is not a frontal battle line of a few hundred kilometers to one or two thousand kilometers, but a battlefield on a planet much larger than the earth, which is equivalent to three continents equivalent to thirty times the total land area of ​​the earth.

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The super giant Titan mecha with its void shield opened, the slightly smaller knight mecha, and the endless tanks, armored vehicles, and mobile turrets that were so densely packed that one could see at a glance were arranged in echelons, pouring firepower madly at the enemy.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! There are countless groups of bombers, fighters and transport aircraft in the sky.

There are so many Astartes in power mechas, Battle Sisters, Skitarii, and Astra Militarum that you can't even see them all at a glance.

Especially the sound emitted when a bolt gun is fired is so dense that it can shock a person's ears to the point of temporarily losing hearing.

If it is discovered that the long-range weapon is blocked by the deflection field generator, then within a few seconds both sides will give up the long-range attack at the same time and enter into the bloodiest, most cruel, and most will-destroying close combat.

Accompanied by the roar of machinery and deafening explosions, the situation soon entered a state of tug-of-war.

Tens of thousands of human soldiers die every minute and every second.

However, before dying, they were injected with the Extremis virus and also took away a large number of Nurgle Demon Army.

The remaining corpses and minced meat even piled up a huge and rolling mountain within an hour after the battle began.

The blood even gathered together to form lakes one after another around it.

Life seemed so fragile and cheap at this moment that even the officers in the human empire didn't bother to count how many soldiers had died.

Because even they don't know how long they can live, whether it's minutes or seconds.

But none of this has anything to do with Robert Guilliman.

Because he has led a small number of elites on a transport plane across the meat grinder-like battlefield and directly inserted into the location of the void shield generator.

As long as it can be destroyed or shut down, a fleet docked in the orbit of the planet in outer space can end all this immediately.

It must be said that Mortalion's evaluation of Robert Guilliman was quite accurate and bloody.

Even though this imperial regent always looks polite, wise, calm and calm in front of outsiders, he is an out-and-out berserker in his heart. Every time he encounters a powerful enemy or brother of the original body, he will fight for the first time.

If someone rushes forward, there is nothing he can do to stop him.

Although most of the time, the result of rushing up is to be carried back sideways.
To be continued...