Warhammer: Don't Call Me the God of All Machines

Chapter 619 Emperor: Something seems to have happened (Please subscribe)
The Chaos Gods never understand what unity is, for their essence is chaos itself.

If there is a chance to completely kill all the other brothers and sisters, every Chaos Evil God will never hesitate.

They would simply cover the graves of their loved ones with a few more shovels of soil, weld the graves shut with copper and iron liquid, and finally throw them into the interior of a star to completely evaporate.

The more miserable Nurgle cried, the more excited the other Chaos Gods became.

The other gods have been displeased with this smelly fat man who smiles all day long for a long time.

Everyone knew that this was definitely Tzeentch's conspiracy. It was he who allowed the Primarch that Nurgle had originally obtained to escape, and in the blink of an eye he was out of the control of the Decaying Garden.

Although the other Chaos Gods extremely hate being schemed against by Tzeentch, they will never be stingy with their strength if they can disgust Nurgle.

Although Slaanesh was also very interested in the feminized Mortarion, he was more concerned about Aisha who was kidnapped by Nurgle.

Mortarion has plenty of opportunities to escape to the real universe, but Aisha is rarely exposed.

With his first cry, the huge Eldar empire was reduced to ashes, and all the gods in the Pantheon were swallowed by Salishi.

He thought about it day and night, and could not forget it over and over again.

He loves and hates at the same time. This strong sense of distortion makes Slaanesh's power even stronger. He wields the whip in his hand and lashes it fiercely on Nurgle's body.

A deep whip mark appeared on the back of the huge Plague Father, and endless pain spread madly. Nurgle was in so much pain that he threw off countless filthy things and flesh and blood from his body.

When beings of the same level as the Chaos Gods fight each other, they easily create a huge storm in the subspace.

The flesh and blood that fell from Nurgle grew into new demons the moment they came into contact with the aether currents. They represented a new disease and toxin.

"You..." Nurgle's voice seemed to shake the entire warp, "You are going too far!"

Ignoring the severe pain in his body, the Plague Father struck Slaanesh with the stick he was using to stir the thick soup in the cauldron.

The horrible stench and smell of decay were so terrible that even the Prince of Darkness shook his head.

Nurgle took his extremely heavy steps, and suddenly nine extremely huge warp storm whirlpools appeared on the road ahead, directly tripping the father's footsteps.

The Blood God chopped off the Lord of Change who was tripping him up with great dissatisfaction, and after Nurgle stood up again, he used his giant axe to split the opponent's head from the front.

"Fight, kill, I want rivers of blood to flow!"

The Blood God's roar and howl tore through Tzeentch's restraints. Even within the solar system, countless soldiers who were fighting instantly felt the power surging through their bodies and fell into a frenzy.

As the four Chaos Gods fought fiercely, in the galaxy at this moment, a large number of human worlds had already survived the rebels' sweeping and looting. Those disaster-stricken people were just trying to catch their breath and recuperate, but their heads exploded under the collision of this force.

Especially for those psychics, their end was even more miserable. The energy of the subspace was almost boiling, killing all life that could be contacted without regard to enemy or friend.

The four gods who were fighting suddenly realized that the speed of the escaping Mortarion was not right. The strike cruiser named Barbarus Sting was being carried forward by the ether current at an unimaginable speed.

And their destination is Tzeentch's Crystal Labyrinth.

The Lord of Change is never satisfied with just disrupting Nurgle's plans. It would undoubtedly be a better thing if he could snatch Mortarion from the other side.

But unfortunately, the other three Chaos Gods had already figured out Tzeentch. They learned to directly judge that Tzeentch would definitely cheat, and then infer what Tzeentch had done based on this starting point.

And now, Jianqi, who was caught on the spot, immediately faced a role reversal.

Nurgle, who was originally being beaten up, immediately teamed up with the other two evil gods to surround the Lord of Change and beat him up.

Even the strike cruiser that was originally heading towards the Tzeentch Labyrinth was thrown out by this warp storm and directly thrown back into the real universe.

Mortarion's lone ship was thrown into a remote area in the Hazy Star Region. The Barbarus Needle was seriously damaged, and even the plasma reactor at the tail was spewing out a faint light.

The entire internal structure of the battleship seemed to have been thrown into a washing machine and ravaged. The Sons of Mortarion grabbed everything they could grab in a very embarrassed manner, and even a few death shrouds were hung on the armor of the Primarch.

"My legion, the glory of the past, what is left now?" Mortarion put down his sons and muttered to himself as he looked at the devastation.

The once mighty Death Guard Legion was a powerful existence second only to the Sons of Horus, but now there is only one ship left, with less than four thousand Astartes, and they are even less powerful than the Space Wolves who boarded the Vengeful Spirit.

The legion became so miserable, and Mortarion herself became the only female among the primarchs. Through the reflection of the battleship's mirror, she clearly saw what she looked like now.

She used to hate psychic powers and aliens the most, but now look at the person in the mirror, he is a completely pointy-eared Eldar alien.

"I promised Horus that I would help him overthrow our father, and I will keep my promise."

"Let's capture the nearest human world, repair our warships and immediately head to the solar system!"

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Meanwhile, in the Terran Palace, the meeting with the Eldar continued.

Everyone only felt that after the prayer of the follower of the goddess Aisha named Lilith, Magnus's painful howl came from the golden throne deep in the throne room behind them.

The Emperor's expression also changed. He was keenly aware of the chaos in the subspace. Those four damn evil gods had started fighting again.

The reason why Magnus screamed continuously was entirely because the spreading Warp storm affected the damaged webway under the throne, causing the Golden Throne's psychic battery to instantly squeeze out more power to suppress the impact.

The Eldar delegation listened to the screams one after another and wondered if they had come to the wrong place and arrived at the purgatory in Comoros.

"Everyone, did you hear any screams?" asked an elf prophet in confusion.

The Primarchs looked at each other with bewildered expressions.

"No, we didn't hear anything."

"Yes, yes, how could there be strange noises in the palace?"

"Then let the Imperial Guards patrol and see if anyone has infiltrated."

The Primarchs looked at each other in bewilderment in front of the Eldar delegation and began to talk nonsense to each other in a serious manner.

Only Uslan could not help but sigh as he looked at these people's poor acting skills.

"How is it? What's the result?" Luo Xi came to Lilith and asked.

But the emperor stopped him and waved his hand.

Luo Xi looked at Neos suspiciously. He felt that this guy must have known something?

Could it be that because of the disordered nature of the warp space and time, Mortarion's fate had changed in just a few seconds?
The Lord of Mankind had a dazed expression. Those four guys had caused such chaos in the Supreme Heaven that even he had lost track of his fate for a moment. However, he had a vague feeling that something was not good.

It seems...something really happened.

(End of this chapter)