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

Chapter 637: Chagatai vs. Mortarion (Three in One)

Jialuo was completely petrified.

He believed that he had fought his way out of the desperate situation on Isstvan III and was forced to escape into the warp, escaping death.

After he came to Terra with the news of betrayal, and became a Knight-Errant to carry out various highly confidential missions for the Sigillite, he was no longer surprised by anything. What else in this world had he not seen?

But now he had to admit that he had never seen this before!
Emperor, his gene father has become his gene mother!

Mortarion no longer concealed herself. She lifted the gray robe covering her body, revealing the Terminator power armor that had been adjusted by the technical sergeant.

Because of the changes in her body structure, her power armor must adapt to the curvy female figure, otherwise it would be uncomfortable to wear.

"I've come here especially for you, Jialuo, come with me."

"Leave this damn war and come back to me."

Garo wanted to answer, but the waves of shock in his heart made him stutter for a moment. If he was not mistaken, the Primarch had used psychic power to open a subspace rift and come here.

Didn't Mortarion hate psykers so much that he wanted to hang and burn all wizards in the galaxy? How come he himself became a psyker?

Mortarion noticed the complex emotions of her offspring, and she could understand it because she herself had finally come to terms with it.

Ever since she escaped from her father's plague garden and repaired the strike cruiser Barbarus Needle in the Hazy Star Field, she has once again fallen into entanglement and twists.

In this war, she lost her legion, her male identity, her pure human bloodline, and even fully awakened her psychic talent.

Judging from her rich experience in hunting wizards, her psychic strength is among the best even among her primarch brothers, second only to that stupid Magnus the Red.

Mortarion has been thinking all the time, she is confused about where her future lies.

Everything she had been obsessed with for the first half of her life came to nothing in one day.

As her strike cruiser traveled through the warp, she would occasionally dream that she did not get the help of that bitch Aisha, and chose to surrender to Nurgle after long suffering and the pleading of her offspring.

Endless trance enveloped her heart, even making her a little confused, unable to distinguish what was real and what was false.

“I don’t know what I want, but I know what I don’t want.”

"I don't want to fight for Horus anymore, nor do I want to fight for the Emperor anymore. I don't even know if I am human anymore."

Before, she had mocked and ridiculed Fulgrim for becoming a deformed man who looked neither male nor female after he became a demon. But how good is she now?

Although Aisha healed herself, her pure and noble blood was also polluted. Now there is mixed blood from the Emperor and Aisha flowing in her body. Strictly speaking, she is related to both humans and the Eldar.

Even though she knew it, Mortarion would not tell anyone about her pain. She would rather shiver alone in the middle of the night than say a single word.

Even the death shrouds around her had no idea what had happened to their own Primarch.

And Mortarion told her sons that she was temporarily at a disadvantage in the fight against the evil god of the Warp and was cursed by the other party with vicious witchcraft, so she could only maintain this state.

When Mortarion told her offspring these words, she was extremely worried that they would not believe them. She was even so twisted that she prepared dozens of different reasons to deal with the questioning, but it was obvious that she thought too much.

The Death Guards were silent for a moment, then accepted the fact calmly.

Even according to the whispers of some of the descendants that Mortarion overheard, they even showed unexpected joy and tolerance about the fact that the Gene Father became the Gene Mother.

Some even suggested that it might be a good thing if Mortarion never changed back.

The Death Guard who were able to follow Mortarion out of the Garden of Nurgle were all warriors who were absolutely loyal to the Primarch. Anyone who had any selfish motives and believed in the Father had already stayed in that terrifying place.

In a sense, this disaster was a purification for the Death Guard. Typhus and his followers, the biggest destabilizing factor within the legion, had been completely eliminated.

Even Mortarion herself didn't realize that after Aisha changed her gender, her personality had also subtly changed silently.

The most intuitive point is that the soldiers of the 14th Legion feel that their mothers care about them more than their fathers, and will even nag them about some trivial details.

Such small details were an incomparable joy to the Astartes. When Mortarion cared about their physical health and urged them to teach them combat skills, every surviving warrior secretly swore in his heart that he must protect his mother, no matter who the enemy was, even his former fighting brothers.

"Should I call you brother or sister?"

Chagatai Khan arrived on the battlefield as a lightning storm, with Roshi following closely behind him.

In the decisive battle with Horus, Chogoris Warhawk almost awakened his own warp essence, but he could never take the final step.

The Khan was not careless at all. Although Mortarion had turned into a woman, she was still a real Primarch.

"I smell the scent of the Eldar on you, but the terrible Barbarus gas has disappeared, which is a good thing." The Khan's mouth never stopped, chattering like a machine gun.

"When I saw Typhons leading the Death Guard, I made a lot of guesses about your whereabouts, but I was conservative. I never thought I would have another sister."

"Perhaps it would be better for all of us if you became like this earlier. At least your bad character wouldn't cause so much harm."

Mortarion had her hands on her hips, while her scythe, Annihilation, was held in the hands of the Deathshroud attendant.

The pale-faced Barbarus man had a blush of happiness on his face for being able to carry weapons for the Mother of Genes. Luo Xi was even more surprised, because he originally thought that these guys all had sick and dead faces.

"Chagatai, your mouth is still as annoying as ever. Can't you just shut up?"

"What? You want to fight me here? Are you sure you can be my opponent?"

The Khan laughed loudly and then drew out the White Tiger Knife.

"Don't you consider yourself a witch hunter? Why do I sense a strong psychic aura from you? How is this also a manifestation of your numerology?"

"When you were chasing Magnus and explaining the pros and cons in Nikaea, did you ever think that this would be the outcome today?"

The Khan also recalled the past events in Nikea, when his Storm Prophet Yesugei tried his best to defend Magnus and the think tank system, but the Red King was really a hopeless case.

At a time when he should have won over the neutrals the most, he even ridiculed those who were wavering as stupid and short-sighted, which ultimately led to the failure of the Psionic Librarians at the Conference of Nicaea.

He was well aware of the importance of the Librarians in the Legion, and these Astartes who were able to harness psychic powers were the best candidates to deal with the enemies of the Warp.

After the outbreak of the Horus Heresy, the Empire was in great trouble for a time because of the lack of think tanks to deal with the demons of the Warp due to the Council of Nikea.

Mortarion also did not give in at all.

"You hypocritical Chogoris barbarian, you think we don't know what your Stormseer is, just the same as Leman Russ's beautifully packaged Rune Priest."

"I'm not here to argue with you today. Let me take Garo away and I will leave Terra!"

"Mother, I..."

To be honest, when Mortarion said in front of Jaghatai that he wanted to take Garro away, the Astartes who had an indelible hatred for the Primarch was shaken.

His blood instinctively called him to return to Mortarion.

"The mistakes and crimes you committed cannot be covered up with a simple sentence. Have you ever thought about the brothers who were killed by your virus bombs and orbital bombardment in Isstvan III?"

"You forced the brothers to kill each other and caused the Fourteenth Legion to fall apart. These things will never be erased."

Garro's words were like an extremely sharp scalpel, cutting through Mortarion's heart and exposing the lies she had been telling herself.

She has been deliberately forgetting this incident and not allowing anyone to mention it, as if it had never happened.

It is true that Mortarion loved her children, but it is also true that she allowed the loyalists in the legions to be parachuted into Isstvan III and then carried out a purge.

If she wanted to help Horus launch a rebellion, she had to purge all the loyalists in their legions.

"I will not go with you. On the contrary, I will take you to kneel before the Emperor and atone for your sins!"

Garro stood with his sword drawn, his heart twitching, but he had to do it. His absolute loyalty to the Emperor would not allow him to follow Mortarion.

He could not forget Saul Tarvitz of the Emperor's Children, nor Gaviel Loken of the Luna Wolves, nor the oath of loyalty they all three had sworn aboard Isstvan III.

Mortarion felt seven parts hatred and three parts admiration for the extremely stubborn heir in front of him. Garro was always like this. He was always stubborn and upright. He even had the nickname "Single-minded Captain" within the legion.

She once admired the other party's fearless and tenacious character of speaking up for justice no matter who he faced, but now that she has encountered so many setbacks at the hands of Gala, she feels helpless.

Deep down in his heart, the Primarch knew that Garro possessed the qualities he had always wanted.

"Well, since you are so stubborn, you should stay here and fight for my father's ambitions and lies. Neither the Emperor nor Chaos is a good thing. You still don't see it clearly after all."

Mortarion showed deep disappointment, and the death shrouds who were guarding around him glared at Garo, wishing they could chop off the head of their genetic mother to apologize.

"You still want to leave? Dream on!"

Seeing that Mortarion was planning to use psychic power to open the Warp rift again, Chagatai Khan immediately disagreed.

Just as Garo said, this damn guy committed so many evil deeds and killed so many people of the empire, how could he just write it off like that?

Mortarion casually took his own Silence from the Death Shroud's hand and confronted the Khan's White Tiger Fierce Blade.

The speed of both sides was so fast that even Astartes could hardly detect it, and the shock wave produced by the collision was far greater than the movement when Garro killed Typhons not long ago.

"This is a battle between Mortarion and me. Get out."

"Death Shroud, you are not allowed to interfere until I win!"

The Khan stopped Garo from joining the war. Even though he was indeed very strong, he would not be a match for a Primarch. Such a loyal and brave man should never go to die in vain.

Jialuo stood side by side with Qin Xin and other White Scars, while the Death Guards were also on high alert.

But now they fought for the Mother Gene, not for the Cause of Horus and Chaos.

It is precisely for this reason that both sides maintained a barely restrained attitude and focused most of their attention on the battle between the Primarchs.

The figure of the Khan flickered endlessly on the battlefield where several bloody battles had broken out. Even Mortarion had to admit that his brother was no longer the same as before and was much stronger than he was in the Prospero period.

The White Tiger Blade of the Chogoris Warhawk shot out sharp transparent edges, like a rainstorm, directly attacking the vital points on Mortarion's body, without any mercy for her current female identity.

"What are you hesitating about? Mortarion, your body has become like a woman's, why has your personality become so hesitant as well?"

"I won't show mercy just because you are a woman." Chagatai's signature mouth cannon came again, and Mortarion's pretty face suddenly turned cold.

She casually held up a powerful psychic shield to block the sharp edge of the White Tiger's fierce knife. In her hands, the violent and unruly power of the subspace was extremely obedient and could be driven by just the movement of her fingers.

She knew very well that this was not only because her psychic talent had been fully activated, but also because of the elven blood flowing in her body.

That is the bloodline inherited from Aisha, the goddess of life of the Eldar. No one in the Ark Eldar today can match her, and they are catching up with the ancient Eldar during the War in Heaven.

Each of the Ancient Elves possessed extraordinary psychic talents. Relying on the powerful coalition of the Ancient Elves and the Ancient Orcs, the Ancient Saints even almost wiped out the Necrontyr who had no help from the Star God.

Luo Xi couldn't help but worry about Chagatai. The Khan's psychic power was actually much inferior to Mortarion's.

What's even more deadly is that Mortarion used psychic magic from the Eldar.

"This world is really absurd. The wizard hunter Mortarion is bombarding Jaghatai with the psychic spells of the Eldar."

"I still have to call that old man Uslan over to ask him what's going on."

Luo Xi immediately used his psychic power to contact the prophet Uslan who was in the palace at that moment.

Previously, due to the alliance between humans and the Eldar, reinforcements from the Alaitok Craftworld, the Iyanden Craftworld, and the Ulthvi Craftworld were fighting against Horus's rebels in the solar system, and Ulthlan was the communication bridge between the two.

The power of the Warp flows in Mortarion's blood. Even among the most powerful wizards she has hunted, none of them can compare to one tenth of her power.

Reality twisted around her, the laws of physics being squeezed back and forth by the laws of the subspace.

The two of them collided thousands of times in the blink of an eye, and the destructive power created by the vicious sword White Tiger and the sickle Destruction even tore apart the entire battlefield.

The remains of the dead were turned into fine dust in the endless sharp edges. The solid ground continued to sink, and all the rocks and metals were shattered and annihilated.

The collision of the two sides' psychic energies even caused a miniature subspace storm. The battlefield was turbulent. Other empires and rebels fighting on the battlefield immediately realized that something was wrong here, and frightening energy fluctuations appeared on the auspicious instrument.

The two fighting Primarchs assessed each other's condition in their minds, testing each other's strength and balance.

Khan's speed is no longer a speed in the physical sense. The subspace nature of his lightning and storm is revealed in the real universe.

He was as fast and agile as a Necron phase teleportation, able to appear beside Mortarion at any time from any direction.

Although the Lord of Death's speed could not catch up with her brother, her terrifying psychic power distorted the space around her. Once Chagatai approached her, she would immediately slow down and lock the opponent's speed.

None of them could touch each other's bodies and could only fight each other with the weapons in their hands. The horrifying sound of metal clashing and the roar of psychic energy tearing apart shocked everyone present and made them marvel at the great power wielded by the Primarch.

The power wielded by the psychic primarch is simply unbelievable.

Khan decided to break the stalemate. He suddenly increased his speed to the limit. At this moment, even Mortarion lost his perception of him.

In an instant, the Lord of Death himself felt the dangerous aura of approaching death. Chagatai disappeared before his eyes. What this meant was self-evident.

Relying on her psychic perception, she instinctively stretched out the giant sickle of Silence. The next moment, Chagatai's figure appeared again, as if tearing through space and rushing behind Mortarion.

Terrifying storms and lightning burst out from the Evil Blade White Tiger. Even the aftermath of the battle was enough to destroy a War Dog-class Titan.

The White Tiger Fierce Blade cut off Mortarion's shoulder armor and almost severed one of her arms. Mortarion did not give in and used Silence to cut through the opponent's Hellfire Armor, cutting across Chagatai's chest and abdomen.

The two Primarchs had already started a real fight on the ground in front of the palace. Fresh red blood was flowing from Mortarion's shoulder armor, while Chagatai Khan's blood was blocked by the healed power armor before it could flow out.

Luo Xi was right next to him. He had already given Chagatai a buff state of [Mechanical Self-Healing Body].

Among the Primarchs, except for those like Sanguinius and Horus who are in a class of their own, there is hardly any huge gap in strength between the others.

The outcome between them often depends on physical and mental state, environmental interference factors, etc. No one can steadily eat his brother.

For example, when Midnight Haunter was strong, he could almost kill Lion and Guilliman with his first kill, but if it was a second confrontation, Lion could easily defeat Conrad.

Since Chagatai has already told others not to interfere, Luo Xi can only give the other party some status. After all, since he didn't take direct action, it shouldn't be considered interference, right?

Feeling the power surging from the armor, Chagatai Khan suddenly smiled. He had already felt the support from Roshi.

"In the name of the Emperor, you must come back with me today and kneel before your father to confess your stupid actions."

"If you're lucky enough, you might even be able to see Magnus sitting on the Golden Throne. After all, your relationship has always been bad, so it would be nice to meet again now."

Chagatai's words were extremely tricky. Since Mortarion also possessed powerful psychic talents, let her sit on the Golden Throne with Magnus.

It must have been a very interesting scene to have this pair of enemies stay together to power the Golden Throne.

Mortarion just snorted coldly: "You really did catch that stupid Ogryn barbarian. This is the only decent thing you have done. I told Horus a long time ago that if you want to achieve great things, the first thing to do is to kill Magnus."

"As long as he is killed, the Emperor will never be able to step down from the Golden Throne. Then Horus will not be entangled by the Emperor and unable to join this war of destruction."

If the Emperor wants to step down from the Golden Throne, then he must have his sycophant Malcador take his place and sit on the Golden Throne.

"You are so cruel. Magnus has rebelled with you, and you still want to take his head?" The Khan felt pain in his heart. He felt extremely sorry for Magnus. After all, their relationship was extremely close in the past.

Mortarion swept the Khan's head with a fierce slash, cutting off a few strands of hair by the sharp edge of Silence, and then left deep grooves on the metal wall of the bunker behind the opponent.

The Khan rushed past the afterimage of the scythe without fear, slashed Mortarion's thigh hard, and tore off a small piece of flesh.

The Lord of Death felt the pain and took two steps back. Then the wounds on his body began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

That was the thick soup that Aisha fed Mortarion. It contained a large amount of life force and it had not even been fully digested yet.

"You can't keep me here, Chagatai. This is a meaningless fight." Mortarion repeatedly hit Chagatai's helmet with his fists, which made him dizzy and he had to distance himself again.

"After all, I returned much earlier than you. When you were still a barbarian in Chogoris, I was already leading my legion."

Including the two Primarchs whose existence was wiped out, King Barbaros was the thirteenth Primarch to return to the Empire, and Chagatai Khan was the fifteenth.

Although both of them were late compared to those brothers who returned earlier, Mortarion was indeed earlier than Chagatai.

"So what if it's early? Are you sure you are leading the Death Guard?" Khan raised his eyebrows and suddenly said meaningfully.

Mortarion's sharp intuition instantly sensed that this damn barbarian was about to say something shocking, but it was too late.

"From what I can see, your captain might not agree."

"After all, most of the time, it was Karas Typhon who led the legion, and you..."

Hearing Khan's lingering final words, Mortarion's anger was instantly ignited.

"Just now I witnessed how Typhons led the Death Guard to create slaughter on this land. It's a pity that he has been killed by Garro. Otherwise, I would like to ask him, who is the master of the legion?"

"You are a little late, Mortarion."

"You are looking for death, Chagatai!"

Mortarion's pretty face flushed red in an instant, and she screamed wildly. Her sharp voice was accompanied by a psychic storm, tearing apart everything within a thousand meters around her.

The molecular structure of matter was torn to pieces by her psychic power, and the terrifying black storm made Chagatai Khan ready for battle.

"Even the howling banshee I saw in Pandora before, in front of this guy, is so gentle and harmless, like a baby crying for milk." Luo Xi muttered to himself, and couldn't help but continue to retreat to the rear.

"You're right, Asuyan, what the hell is going on here?"

Uslan's figure suddenly appeared beside Luo Xi. His jaw dropped to the ground when he saw the scene in front of him.

"Even the Phoenix Lord Jan Zar of the Howling Banshees is no better than this. Why does your Primarch have the identity characteristics of our Eldar?"

Although humans and elves are quite similar in appearance, there are still many differences upon closer inspection. These differences are extremely obvious in the eyes of a serious elf like Uslan.

Humans would never consider apes to be their own kind, and the same is true for the Eldar.

Seeing that his talk worked, Chagatai immediately launched a pursuit. The lightning storm shattered Mortarion's psychic defense shield, and then he fiercely cut the opponent's back with a knife, and a large amount of blood gushed out.

Chagatai Khan was only one step away from fully awakening his essence. He evaluated the battle in his heart and believed that if he was willing to pay the price, he had about a 70% chance of killing his sisters.

The Death Shrouds could no longer sit still and immediately planned to rush forward to save their genetic mother.

The White Scars also took the lead and stopped the other side from getting involved in this glorious battle.

"Garro, are you going to watch our Primarch being killed here?"

"We have never bowed to the evil of the Warp, and neither has the Primarch!"

"We don't blame you for fleeing the Legion because you were resisting Chaos, but now, for the sake of the Primarch, can you just sit back and do nothing?"

The questioning from his former battle-brothers made Garro even more painful. His loyalty to the Emperor and his love for the Primarch almost tore him in two.

"Stop! My Lords!"

While Luo Xi was still watching the fun, the prophet Uslan beside him suddenly stood up and tried hard to get both sides to stop fighting temporarily.

Chagatai ignored this Eldar. Although the two races had reached an alliance, the Chogorians did not have a good impression of the Eldar.

Besides, who was Uslan to be so qualified to scold the eagle of Chogoris? Chagatai could only tolerate him wandering around under his nose.

However, Mortarion's attitude towards Uslan was strangely gentler. This Primarch, who had merged with Aisha's blood, instinctively felt a sense of closeness from Uslan.

Even compared to humans, she felt that the elves were more like her own people.

Aisha is the mother of all the Eldar, and Mortarion, who was influenced by her, could hardly escape this extremely close connection.

"Help me, Luo Xi, I need to know the situation of Mother Goddess Aisha. Mortarion is the person who knows this best." Seeing that what he said was of no use at all, Uslan had no choice but to ask Luo Xi for help.

"I'll try my best, but I can't guarantee it." Luo Xi was also in a dilemma. It was damn impossible to persuade Mortarion and Chagatai to stop.

Who could stop two enraged Primarchs unless the Emperor himself came?

Luo Xi had no choice but to take the blame.

(End of this chapter)