Warhammer: Expedition to the Multiverse from 30k

While Qin Xin and his White Scar warriors were engaged in a bloody battle with the Death Guard, on the walls of Terra, Roshi and Chagatai Khan were observing the war remotely.

Beside them stood a majestic Astartes with three golden service spikes on his head and armor with the legion's logo erased.

"It seems that our plan was successful. Mortarion did not show up, but the Death Guard still seems to have been corrupted."

Luo Xi said as he walked that he had asked Adam to mobilize some war-type iron men to support Qin Xin.

"Their downfall is inevitable." Chagatai Khan witnessed some of his sons die gloriously in battle, but he accepted it calmly. This was the revenge of the White Scars and it would not be possible without bloodshed and sacrifice.

Blood debts must be cleansed with blood, whether it be the enemy's or one's own.

"When Mortarion lost a loyal and brave man like Captain Garro, the Death Guard Legion was finished. The spirit of the Legion is the most important thing. As long as the spirit is still there, it is possible to rebuild the Legion."

The Astartes following Roche and Jaghatai was none other than the last loyal Death Guard, former Dusk Raider, and the Seventh Captain of the Death Guard Legion, Nathaniel Garro.

It was this loyalist of the Death Guard who had escaped the betrayal at Isstvan and had driven the Eisenstein to bring the news of Horus's betrayal with half of the legion to Terra, so that Rogal Dorn could learn of this terrible news in advance.

Garro stood on the high wall, and he looked at his former legion with grief. They stood on the opposite side of the empire. As the vanguard of the rebels, they were slaughtering humans.

"Please allow me to join this war, my lord." Jialuo asked Luoxi and Chagatai.

"When Mortarion chose the path of rebellion, everything was irreversible. I must cleanse the shame and stain of the Fourteenth Legion. I have dedicated my entire life to it. How can I watch it degenerate step by step?"

"I would rather it be destroyed and die in purity."

Garro is an old man of the Legion. When he served, even the XIV Legion was still called the Dusk Raiders, and even Mortarion had not yet returned to the Legion.

"Are you going to face Karastiphon who has ascended to the level of a demon?" Luo Xi looked into the eyes of this loyal warrior.

He admired this extremely strong warrior. Garro's hometown was from the Albia region of Terra, so he was not as pale and bloodless as other sons of Mortarion who were of the descent of Barbarus.

To defeat an ascended Daemon Prince with the might of the Astartes is a challenge that is certain to end in death for most Space Marines. The power of the Warp amplifies and strengthens those shameful traitors.

"The corruption of the Death Guard is closely related to Karas Typhon." Garro's eyes were filled with murderous intent. "I will settle the account with him, and then with Mortarion. Even death cannot stop me from doing this. If I have to stand here and only witness all this, it will be even more painful than death."

Gala's intentions were already clear.

Luo Xi sighed softly. He really liked collecting these loyal and capable super tough guys. It was not only because of their extraordinary martial arts skills, but also because of their hearts that shone like gold.

The light of humanity shines because of them, and they deserve a better ending.

"Well, in that case... as you wish." Luo Xi patted Garo's shoulder armor gently. The former captain of the Seventh Company of the Death Guard erased his original mark after leaving the legion. Later, he was recruited by the Sigillite Malcador and joined the Ranger Knights.

Malcador later realized that Garro's fate was not related to the Knights Errant he was about to form, so he regained his freedom.

On the shoulder armor that Luo Xi touched, a double-headed eagle mark made up of gears quietly emerged.

It was not until his power blessed this loyal and unyielding Death Guard that Luo Xi suddenly discovered that deep in the other's soul, there was already an Imperial psychic power that could not be underestimated.

This also means that the Emperor has actually been watching Garo all the time, and even at certain times, he can send down his power to help him defeat powerful enemies.

Luo Xi's mouth twitched and he pretended not to see it.

Nathaniel Garro nodded solemnly to Roche, and the next second, Roche teleported him directly to the front line of the decisive battle between the White Scars and the Death Guard.

"If Gala can't defeat Typhons, will you take action?" Luo Xi was a little curious about Chagatai's thoughts, so he asked softly.

"No." The Chogoris answered promptly.

"Everything in the world will die, sooner or later. Garro deserves the title of Lord of Death more than his father."

"Because Garro chases Death and laughs in his face."

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At this moment on the battlefield, the White Scar warrior Qin Xin was leading his battle brothers in a fierce battle with Typhons' Death Guard.

As time went by, the gap between the two sides in combat characteristics gradually began to emerge.

The White Scars are best at blitzkrieg, their attacks are as fast as the wind and as aggressive as fire, but their durability is inferior to that of the Death Guard.

The Death Guards who have fallen into the arms of their loving father are completely as still as a mountain. Their speed may be very slow, but ordinary attacks cannot defeat them at all.

They will only die if their vital parts are completely destroyed. Even if half of their bodies are chopped off, they can still heal themselves without any concern. Those huge tumors will burst open and fill and repair the gaps in the body.

If the Death Guard's attack was successful at all, the sharp blades soaked in warp toxins would cause serious damage to the White Scars warriors.

"Typhonse!"

Qin Xin's roar exploded, immediately attracting the attention of the Lord of the Hive of Destruction.

The Death Guard leader used his scythe to pierce a White Scar who was about to attack from behind, then dumped his body to the ground and dug out his gene-seed with his claws.

Then, in front of Qin Xin, he slowly stuffed the precious gene seed into the ferocious giant mouth in the abdominal cavity, and swallowed it in one swipe with his tongue covered with sticky saliva.

Qin Xin brandished the heavy powered Guandao, and the crackling energy field at the tip of the spear quickly swept across, continuously attacking Typhon's festering and swollen abdomen.

The White Scar warrior couldn't help but feel troubled when facing such an enemy, because apart from the head, he didn't know whether Typhons had any vital parts in the conventional sense.

The confrontation between the two was as fast as lightning. Although Typhon looked clumsy, his movements were actually extremely agile and swift. Moreover, in a contest of strength, Qin Xin was no match for him at all.

He entangled the damned Warp Demon, while his other comrades silently attached the melta bomb with the countdown starting to the side armor of Typhons.

Countless poisonous flies and insects swept out and clung tightly to the surface of the hot melt bomb. When the nuclear reaction occurred completely, a large number of flies and insects were burned to ashes by the violent energy, but Typhus himself was not seriously injured.

He used his hands to wipe away the red burn marks on his body, picking up the dead skin and ashes nonchalantly and rubbing them slowly in his hands.

"You can't do anything to me, you sons of Chagatai."

"Your speed is useless. In front of our tenacity, everything is just insignificant harassment."

Typhon's voice was extremely rough and hoarse, like the sound made by countless insects vibrating their wings together.

"If the Storm Prophet were here, you wouldn't be so arrogant." Qin Xin cursed in his heart.

The best way to deal with Warp demons is to take advantage of the soulless state of the Untouchables, and the second best way is to use psionic power to fight psionic power.

The two sides continued to fight thrillingly for hundreds of rounds. Just when Qin Xin was really at a loss and was about to call on those arrogant golden corns, a shining beam of teleportation descended from the sky onto the battlefield.

The melodious bells rang, and the rhythmic sound of the gears running perfectly made every white scar feel instinctively happy.

Under the illumination of this light, the Tengu mechas that were malfunctioning due to the subspace plague instantly recovered as if they had been injected with chicken blood. The machine spirits even roared and called to their pilots, asking them to fight side by side again.

A tall warrior holding a power sword also appeared on the battlefield in the light. His shiny head was covered with slight battle scars, and he exuded an aristocratic temperament inherited from an ancient dynasty.

"Typhons, your opponent is me!"

The Lord of the Hive of Destruction, who was fighting with Qin Xin, immediately stiffened all over. He looked at Gala who suddenly appeared with hatred and jealousy on his face.

"When you ordered the Terminus Est to chase the Eisenstein, and I managed to escape and brought the news of your betrayal back to Terra, you should have expected this day to come."

The power sword named "Freedom" in Garo's hand surged with energy arcs, and the activated decomposition field instantly slashed towards Typhon's head.

This ancient warrior, who had fought for the Emperor's Great Crusade for over a hundred years, was incredibly fast. Even the newcomers rising from the White Scars seemed immature in front of him.

Brandishing the Sword of Freedom, Garo found a loophole in Typhon's moves in an instant and stabbed the opponent's exposed neck at an extremely tricky angle.

With the sword raised high, Typhons responded with lightning speed. The strength he displayed was even greater than when he was fighting with White Scar. It was obvious that this old bastard still had a trick up his sleeve, just waiting to give Qin Xin a fatal blow at the critical moment.

Qin Xin was a little angry that his original opponent was taken away by Jialuo. When he entered the White Scars to serve, it was after the Great Rebellion began, so he was not aware of Jialuo's reputation.

But as the saying goes, a bystander sees more clearly. After Garro forced Typhons to show his true strength, the young warrior realized that he was still too naive.

Typhons didn't use his full strength just now.

If he met Typhons in this state, he would probably be beheaded in less than two minutes.

Typhon's scythe made a hissing sound and drew a crescent-shaped arc. The demon body gave him even more powerful strength, and the power of Nurgle made his weapon have the ability to contaminate and corrupt the opponent's weapons.

However, Garo was not afraid at all. The rusty blade of the scythe hit the Sword of Freedom, and a terrifying sound of energy explosion instantly erupted.

A visible shock wave surged out from the two of them, and the surging corrupted psionic energy raged. Typhons absorbed the power of the Plague Garden and rushed towards his nemesis regardless of the consequences.

When they were in the Death Guard, the two had sparred and competed with each other many times, but in order to conceal his identity as a psychic, Typhons never used his true strength.

Typhons was jealous of Garro's prestige within the Legion and the Primarch's favor towards him. He hated anyone stronger than him, even if that person was his battle-brother.

However, a golden flame suddenly rose from Garro's sword. This loyal warrior was already accustomed to it. Whenever he prayed to the Emperor, the Lord of Mankind would respond to him.

At the same time, his power armor burst out with even more powerful force, and the machine soul responded to his call with great excitement. Garo's speed and strength both rose to a higher level.

Moreover, this force is counteracting the corrupt power contained in the opponent's giant sickle, and can even in turn affect the normal operation of the opponent's energy stance.

The sounds of distant bells and turning gears rang out, accompanied by the imperial flame burning on the Sword of Freedom. Garro suppressed Typhons like a god of war.

The Lord of the Hive of Destruction looked at Garo in disbelief. His essence had already transformed into a subspace creature, and he could see more things that ordinary people could not see.

Behind Garo, the Lord of Mankind, holding the Emperor's Sword, stared at him quietly with a destructive attitude that could destroy monsters, which made Typhon shudder.

Another person whose face could not be seen was also summoning mechanical power, blessing the loyal Death Guard.

"Primarch, have I been deceived by you?" Garo's voice was very rapid, and heavy breathing continued to sound.

"What on earth have you done to the Lord of the Legion? You beast of Barbarus!"

"Shut up, I am the Lord of the Legion, Mortarion is a traitor and a coward!"

"I chose a path to heaven for him, but this foolish fellow stubbornly refused the gift from his loving father."

Typhons attempted to use the Hive of Destruction within his body to summon Plague Flies to attack Garro, but under the light of the Emperor, the Warp creatures rejected his summons.

The light emitted by Garo's sword became brighter and brighter, and after a crisp collision sound, it directly cut off the giant sickle in Typhon's hand.

He looked at the broken weapon in his hand with disbelief, but Garo did not give him more time to react. In an instant, a perfect arc was drawn, and Typhon's huge, rotten head soared into the sky.

There was not a drop of blood in his body, only countless wriggling Warp flies screaming and struggling.

The demon's body slowly knelt on the ground, and Typhon's head fell in front of Garo, but he was still not dead.

The look of immense resentment and hatred never dissipated. Garo just quietly walked to the front of the head and stomped on it with one foot, completely banishing the damned Nurgle demon prince back to the warp.

The last loyal Death Guard, Nathaniel Garro, forcefully killed and exiled Typhus, who had already completed his ascension to demon.

Garro had the Emperor's blessing on him, and his equipment was empowered by Roche with the authority of Om Messiah. Coupled with his superb skills honed over hundreds of years and his will tempered since the Great Rebellion, it was only natural for him to kill Typhons.

It can be said that today, Garro has almost become one of the strongest Space Marines, able to compete with top warriors such as the Black Knight Sigismund and the Prince of Crows Sevatar.

Secondly, although these Chaos Daemons were able to set foot on the sacred soil of Terra after the Traitors used ritual power to weaken the Emperor's will, the Astronomican still flickered and the Emperor's light still shone, and they were unable to exert their full strength.

With such an increase and decrease, it would be strange if Gala lost.

As soon as Typhons died, the morale of the remaining Death Guard plummeted. If it were the former Fourteenth Legion, even if the commander died in battle, they would not have fallen into defeat so easily due to the support of the Emperor's faith.

But after joining Chaos, the glory and persistence in their hearts had long since disappeared.

Even many Death Guards who were suppressed by Typhus and dared not reveal their ambitions suddenly began to move. They all knew that as a kind-hearted demon prince, Typhus would not die, but it was impossible for him to return to the real universe in a short time.