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Aisha was aware of this accident, but she did not want to correct it. It was because this Primarch had such a bad tone before and liked to argue with her.

And if she were to be turned back into a male, her internal strength would run wild again, which would be very bad.

Well, it’s definitely not because she wants to see a cute female Primarch.

In her long life, Mortarion had rarely dealt with women, so she didn't know one thing: never offend a woman, even if she looks harmless, their ability to hold a grudge is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

They can remember a small event until the heat death of the universe.

Therefore, Aisha just went with the flow and let this change happen. After all, she had been saved with great difficulty once, so she didn't need to care about this little problem.

Suddenly, Mortarion let go of the giant sickle, Annihilation, and held her head with both hands, scratching her long black hair into pieces.

An indescribable scream of terror came from her mouth, and even Aisha couldn't help but cover her ears. The bottles, jars and subspace demons around her exploded instantly.

"You! You! How dare you, ahhhhhhhhh!"

The Barbarus no longer had the arrogance and brutality of the past. To Aisha, it even sounded more like a way of acting coquettishly and venting anger.

The original Lord of Death always wore his special gas mask and breathed poisonous air, so his voice was always hoarse but with a special kind of magnetism.

But now, Mortarion's voice was extremely clear and bright, completely transformed into a woman's sharp voice.

Mortarion was so angry that he wanted to swing Silence at Aisha, but to be honest, although the goddess of life was trapped here, Nurgle did not abuse her.

The loving father has always treated Elsa in the best way he thinks, and hopes that she can stay in the garden forever and become his close family and friend.

It is difficult to describe the relationship between Elsa and Nurgle in words. They are both kidnappers and prisoners, as well as saviors and the saved. If it weren't for the kind father who snatched Elsa away, she would have been captured by the Lord of Pleasure and taken to the Six-Ring Silver Palace to open her eyes.

More than one eye is open.

In this state, Mortarion is really not taken seriously by Aisha. Even though she is just an Eldar god who is not good at fighting, she is one of the very few who have survived to this day and still maintains a complete existence.

Mortarion's body was bound tightly by the green vines that suddenly grew up, from her armpits to her knees. The wildly growing psychic plants completely ignored the terrifying power of the Lord of Death.

In this garden, Aisha can also mobilize some of her strength. It is simply a fantasy for Mortarion to defeat Aisha here.

"That's enough. Are you going to make a fuss again? It's just a physical change of gender. What's the big deal?"

"Wouldn't it be nice to cut off your past and start from scratch?"

In Elsa's eyes, there are only living things and inanimate objects. There is no such thing as men, women, old or young. Even creatures without gender are treated the same by her.

"You still have a chance to escape now, as Nurgle has no time or energy to pay attention to you."

"You decide whether to fight a fruitless war with me here or leave the Decaying Garden and return to the real universe. It's your choice."

Mortarion's chest was heaving violently with anger, but she still suppressed her anger.

Aisha is right, only by leaving here will there be a chance to reverse everything.

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Chapter 618: The Sufferer (Please Subscribe)

Elsa has been imprisoned in Nurgle's gardens since the fall of the Pantheon.

The Lord of Plague is constantly thinking about how to concoct the most powerful pathogenic toxin, and Aisha has to rack her brains to come up with a countermeasure.

The two sides checked and balanced each other and entangled with each other for a long time. Such days were too boring for Aisha.

But the Pantheon was destroyed, and her husband Kurnos also died in the catastrophe of the Fall of the Eldar. Once she stepped out of the garden, the long-coveted Prince of Pleasure would never let her go again.

When sadness and depression overflow in her heart, Aisha will find a quiet corner to cry silently, and the tears from her tears will turn into soul stones that the elves cherish.

Only by storing their souls in the Soul Stone can the Eldar avoid having everything taken away by Slaanesh after their death.

But today, with Mortarion's arrival and a series of twists and turns, Aisha's mood was simply too good.

She personally rescued and transformed a Primarch, and by accident turned her into a female Primarch.

In addition, what Mortarion did not notice was that her ears seemed to have become sharper during the changes, but she was so immersed in the great changes in her body that she did not notice these small details.

And Aisha didn't tell her this: Generally speaking, pointed ears are a unique racial mark of the Eldar. In addition to human blood, Mortarion's body also has a part of the Eldar blood from Aisha.

Aisha is the mother goddess of all the Eldar, and her love for them is heartfelt and instinctive.

Mortarion didn't even notice that after drinking the antidote, although Aisha was still arguing with her, she didn't stop working for a moment.

At this moment, among the Death Guards who were still on the flagship Endurance, except for those who had completely fallen and whose souls and bodies had been completely corrupted by Nurgle, the consciousness of the other Astartes suddenly became clear.

Aisha's power awakened their fallen hearts and ended the process of corruption.

These Death Guards, who were lost in pain and torture, seemed to have had a long nightmare and now finally woke up. They were sweating profusely and almost completely exhausted.

"Father!"

The Death Guards with stronger wills immediately began shouting. They only remembered that the fleet suddenly entered an unknown and strange garden, and then everyone began to be shrouded and corrupted by a terrifying force.

They watched helplessly as their flesh and blood fester and stink, and even their power armor rusted and damaged, but they were still able to continue using them while being wrapped in that strange flesh and skin.

The Death Guard could do nothing except rely on their will to hold on. The battle-brothers in the previous legion who had awakened their psychic powers had all been excluded from the legion by the Primarch. They didn't even know how to fight against the horrible pollution.

About two thousand Death Guards regained consciousness, and they looked at their confused brothers around them with disgust and contempt.

"Karas Typhon is a complete traitor!"

"He betrayed us and tried to sacrifice us to the damned evil god!"

The Death Guard were furious. They once trusted and respected Typhon so much. The other party once had prestige in the legion second only to the Primarch, but this beast abandoned all their trust and honor.

Under the command of the recovered Death Shroud, the Death Guards used the power sickles in their hands without hesitation to cut the monsters that seemed to be brewing something into pieces.

Under the extremely sharp decomposition point, the dirty flesh and bones turned into fragments, and the Son of Mortarion vented his anger wantonly.

Some Astartes brought out promethium flamethrowers and used these flames to burn the traitors who blasphemed the glory of the Legion to ashes.

The gathered Space Marines searched for the Primarch, fear running through their hearts, fearing that Mortarion had become like his corrupted brothers.

They couldn't believe what would happen to the future of the Legion if the Gene Father had fallen.

But soon, they found the long-lost Primarch.

However, after seeing Mortarion in front of them, even the most mature and steady Death Guard veteran fell silent.

They even suspected that they had fallen into the illusion of those abominable creatures again, or that they had eaten the witchcraft fungi and had not yet fully awakened.

It was because the original body in front of them was very different from the original one.

Mortarion's tall figure, over four meters tall, was extremely eye-catching, and the power armor on his body looked loose and rusty.

In her hand she held the giant sickle Annihilation, which was used exclusively by the Primarch, and around her waist hung the alien weapon pistol Hades Lantern. The sense of closeness and familiarity that came from deep in her blood further demonstrated her identity.

"grown ups……"

"Father?"

Several Death Shrouds spoke out tentatively, but the response they got was Mortarion's complex look that was hard to describe.

A clear and bright female voice sounded, stimulating the eardrums of the Death Guards.

"It's me, my warriors."

"I did not fall, I did not surrender to that filth."

"The Death Guard remains standing. How many of your battle-brothers are still alive?"

Mortarion shouted loudly, and under her battle cry, the morale of the remaining Death Guards immediately stabilized.

Although they couldn't figure out what happened to their genetic father, there was no doubt that the person in front of them was Mortarion.

In this case, it doesn’t matter to Astarte whether he is the gene father or the gene mother. Anyway, the father becomes the mother, which sounds good.

Even mother's voice sounds better.

"There is no time to waste. We must evacuate immediately. I know how to get out of this damn place. Follow me."

Mortarion and her children left the flagship Endurance. The Glorious Queen had been completely destroyed, and with only a few thousand men, they were unable to operate it without mortal crew members.

In desperation, Mortarion could only move her sons to a strike cruiser named Barbarus Sting. Among the warships they could find, this ship was the least corrupted and the one they could operate.

The Death Shrouds once again tried to form a standard array of forty-nine people, but Mortarion instantly became furious as if he had been electrocuted, and sternly rebuked them to stop any related actions.

"All previous rules are cancelled. This is the highest order." The Primarch gritted his teeth and said, "Don't let me see any numbers related to seven or three again."

"Mother has really changed." Some Death Guards thought to themselves. The original Mortarion had a morbid requirement that the Legion should have only seven Grand Companies, and the Death Shrouds around him had to maintain a configuration of forty-nine people.

Time was too short, and with Aisha's help, Mortarion only found about four thousand Death Guards who remained steadfast, while the others were either completely corrupted or it was difficult to find their traces.

The last escapees of the XIV Legion gathered on the Barbarus Sting, where the Techmarine awakened the ship's Machine Soul and the Space Marines dispersed throughout the ship to complete the tasks that should have been performed by the mortal crew.

Nine hours and nine minutes later, Mortarion finally started the battleship with trepidation.

"Elsa! Send us away!"

She was now worried that Typhons, who had betrayed the Legion, would suddenly come back, but it seemed that after becoming a demon, he had joined the war with the other three Chaos Gods, so he did not stay in the battleship to watch over Mortarion.

The battleship's reactor ignited again, and one-fifth of the ship's volume was swallowed up by the rotting forest in the garden.

A surging plasma beam lit up from the end of the battleship, and the terrifying high temperature instantly burned and stung the garden, and the plants and small flies were instantly evaporated.

And Elsa was trying to mobilize her strength to pull the huge strike cruiser out of the mud in the garden.

The strike cruiser was slowly rising into the air, and such a huge movement could obviously no longer be concealed from the owner of the garden.

Nurgle, who was fighting with his brothers and sisters, suddenly let out a miserable howl, and many Chaos Daemons turned into a pool of pus in this howl.

He cried out like an innocent victim whose home was stolen by the yellow-haired man.

"No, don't go!"

"My child! My child!"

Just when Nurgle wanted to capture the escaped Mortarion, the blue-purple wave storm swept in again, easily entangled the movements of the Lord of Plague.

There were constant stream of great demons that were turned into ashes in the battle between the two Chaos Gods, and then fought back by their masters. The grand and crazy war made the Blood God very excited.

The bloodthirsty demon chopped off any head within his sight, and the Lord of Pleasure was suddenly surprised to discover Mortarion's existence and the lack of defense in the garden.

The extremely angry father used his own rotten crucible to put Slaanesh's head directly into it. He could sense that Salishi was coveting Aisha.

The four gods fought each other, without any of their former dignity and manners. In the madly surging tide of the Warp, Mortarion, with her only remaining sons, finally escaped on a strike cruiser.