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Chapter 980 335. On the thickness of the skin of the immortals (4k)

Author: Cut the wallpaper with a knife

Chapter 980 335. On the thickness of the skin of the immortals (4k)

"So, now, you are like this?"

Mortarion stroked the short knife that killed him with his fingers, from the sharp blade to the bright runes, from the cold metal to the burning temperature. He asked while pulling down the hood on his head.

Some seemed uncomfortable with the bright light of the dock.

"Which one looks like?"

Konrad Curze replied lazily: "You are standing on a planet-sized ship talking to us now, Mortarion, so you can use some wild imagination. In that case, you may be able to

Got a close answer."

".I don't think you are answering my question seriously."

Mortarion wrapped some bandages around his face to cover his pale face. At the same time, he said: "And, I still think that the Empire is not worth my fighting for. In those ten thousand years, I have known

What has it become?"

"Ah, these words are really hurtful."

Curze smiled slightly: "Stupid, ignorant, cruel. What more do you want, Mortarion? Some walking rotting corpses, perhaps?"

The Lord of Death ignored his taunt. Instead, Corax coughed with an unkind expression: "That's almost enough, Curze, not everyone has your sense of humor."

"You mean the same level of humor as the Captain?"

"The captain never made such a joke."

"Really? I hold the opposite opinion."

"Then bring evidence against me."

"Ah - I understand, it turns out you are doing this." Cozz made a look of realization. "You want me to tell you those jokes that are so blasphemous that the aliens would shout that the Emperor is above me, don't you? Haha?

, I won’t be fooled.”

"you."

Mortarion finally wrapped all the bandages, and at this moment, only a pair of eyes were exposed on his face.

The bandage made his voice dull, but Curze and Corax had no objection to his behavior of changing his appearance - in fact, the latter even asked for the bandage and gave it to him.

"What?" Cozz asked, tilting his head.

"You have changed a lot," Mortarion said. "Especially you, Konrad, you sound like a cynical man now."

"Isn't that what I am?"

"No, you turned out to be a cynical lunatic suffering from mental illness, and sometimes you are normal. This is the worst part. You are likeable when you are normal, but most of the time you are crazy.

."

Corus Corax laughed out loud—he had to, he couldn't hold it back.

The Lord of Crows smiled and closed the terminal on the dock. Due to the confidentiality of this mission, he had to manually dock their ship with the Revenge to ensure the complete erasure of the data - of course, he was actually very suspicious.

Will the center watch all this behind the scenes and save everything?

He felt that the buzzing blue rotating light source would definitely do this.

"Thank you for your honest and concise evaluation of me, brother." Conrad Coates said softly. "If this is how you thank me for bringing you back from that cesspool."

"Of course I will thank you - and Corax - in other ways."

Mortarion shook his head. At this moment, he was wearing a dark black hooded robe, which had covered 90% of his skin, and those exposed areas were also wrapped with bandages.

. So, we can say that his image is very weird.

Such a person says he wants to thank you in other ways.

The Lord of Crows turned back expressionlessly: "Thank you, Mortarion. Although I am happy to see you return to normal, I still want to remind you that if it were not the captain's request, I would rather you die in that damn place.

"

"I was already rotten at that time." The Lord of Death replied. "Didn't you notice? My jaw was so rotten that you could see the bones."

".Where's your sense of humor? Dawn stole it from you?"

Konrad Curze patted Mortarion on the shoulder dissatisfied: "You should have a better way to fight back against him!"

"for example?"

".Just pretend I didn't say it."

The Lord of Night shook his head and walked forward.

They walked in the empty third dock, and there was still no one in Division A-7. Even the imperial navy's escorts had been moved to other places. As a ship the size of a planet, after carrying so many people,

The Revenge still looked very empty.

Corax was walking at the front of the team. He planned to take Mortarion directly to the captain's room to recover. At the same time, he secretly hoped that he could receive a new mission, such as leading the Raven Guard to attack.

some type of

Rather than saving his fallen brothers, he prefers to liberate those people who are still under the threat of oppression and war. Although he will not say it explicitly, Mortarion's depravity is completely traceable. He himself has to do it.

This bears some responsibility.

pity?

That kind of thing doesn't exist at all - everyone should be responsible for their own choices, right?

If you make some bad decisions, of course you should be responsible for the ripple effects, especially when this responsibility may involve hundreds of billions of human lives.

They walked in silence, but when they were about to reach the door leaving the dock, they were stopped by a hurried warning sound. The red light immediately replaced the stable and gentle white light, and the door suddenly slid open, revealing a silent figure.

He just stood calmly in front of the three of them, without saying a word and clenching his fists.

"Wow." Curze raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Rogal Dorn - ha, it seems he is here to find you, Mortarion."

The Lord of Death calmly pulled his hood down.

"No." Dorn replied stiffly. "I'm here to find you."

"I don't see any necessary connection between this obviously manual alarm and the fact that you came to us." Corax frowned, his face full of confusion. "What happened, Dorn?

"

"I have a question that needs to be confirmed urgently, but it needs to be confirmed through you." Dorn replied. "As for the alarm - it is just a form of expression. Obviously, the center misunderstood my words."

The red light flashed and disappeared, and the soft white light appeared again. A rotating blue light group appeared above their heads, and a mechanical sound sounded.

"No, I did it on purpose, Roger Dorn. You said that you needed an emergency plan, so I activated a plan that was relatively less urgent, but seemed quite urgent."

".Sounds like a not-so-funny joke." Coates commented.

"Do you still need a report on the whereabouts of Yago Severtalion, Konrad Curze?" the center of the magic circle asked.

The Lord of Night frowned in disbelief: "Did I just be threatened by it?"

Corax sighed.

"Well, your doubts—you always have doubts," he said complainingly. "What are your doubts, Donne?"

Rogal Dorn looked at Mortarion, and his eyes were quite clear: "Is the retreat of the Nurgle demons related to you, Mortarion? Also, is the retreat of the Death Guard also directly caused by you?

Order?"

"I would very much like to answer yes."

Mortarion raised the short sword so that the seven bright runes on it could be seen by Dorn: "But - their retreat has nothing to do with me."

"Where are they?"

"It also has nothing to do with me. I did not hold any so-called 'commander' position in Nurgle's demon army. In fact, I was punished for a long time because I did not want to serve him."

Mortarion rubbed his cheek expressionlessly: ".That was not a good experience."

Dorn frowned, not too much, but the serious look on his face made everyone ignore it: "This means that their retreat came from Nurgle.

A direct order. Why?”

His brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and he even began to mutter to himself.

"This shouldn't be the case. Their penetration of the Black Tower is quite effective. Our think tanks and response teams are all working hard. As long as this tactic continues, a possible gap will definitely be opened. By then, I'm afraid there will be a whole

The entire sector will fall under the plague's onslaught."

"Perhaps Nurgle did not order them," Mortarion said. "Nurgle has gone away - it seems that you are unaware of this."

"Wow."

Curze lengthened his tone and folded his hands at the same time. He squinted and looked at Mortarion: "What kind of strange news is this?"

"Nurgle is gone," Mortarion repeated calmly, tugging at the bandage on his chin again. "Like I said, I won't say it a third time."

"You bring up a rather original point."

Corax turned around, looked at him, and said word by word: "You said that an evil god left the demons he created? Or even left his kingdom of God?"

Mortarion nodded, and then he discovered that his three brothers, who had reunited after a long absence, suddenly looked at each other with an expression that he could not understand. Then, they quickly left the place.

——

"They are gathering. I'm afraid they will go to the captain's cabin after pulling Magnus out of his room."

The center said calmly: "What you tried so hard to hide has been discovered, Captain."

"I have never gone to great lengths to cover up this aspect, but I am still surprised by their sensitivity - just one-sided information, they actually inferred the whole story?"

"You are not the only smart person in the universe." the hub said. "At least I think that Mechanic Priest Belisarius Caul, who is still busy studying the mass production plan of the RX-0 unit, can be called one of them.

"

At this point, it paused, which was quite rare.

"Of course, I would prefer that he not keep recording every conversation he has with me, as well as the incense bathing ceremony and the loud singing of binary hymns before the conversation."

"Why, don't you like it?"

"I don't like this concept, I just find it troublesome, captain. In addition, your insinuations and interest remind me of an ancient profession called matchmaking. Have you been very idle recently?"

He Shenyan burst out laughing, blinked at Lictor in the shadow, and proudly pointed at the blue light spinning above his head: "Isn't it amazing?"

The Imperial Guard was silent for a moment and said: "Hateful intelligence is not allowed to exist, Captain."

"Negative, I don't hate intelligence - at least not now."

The joke of the center pushed the whole atmosphere to the climax. The astonished expression of the imperial army made the mage collapse on his chair with joy: "Isn't it great?!"

".This sense of humor may cause quite a few people to be overly frightened and die suddenly, Captain." The Forbidden Army reminded tactfully.

"But you're okay."

"Now, I am no longer a normal person in terms of sense of humor." The Forbidden Army sighed deeply. "The time I spent with you has made me grow a lot."

"Oh, thanks for the compliment - Tsk, I heard footsteps in the corridor. Have they rushed to the door? Center, lock the door. I have to face them with a bitter and resentful face, but

I just want to laugh now."

The center did as he was told, but He Shenyan did not start to calm down as he said. In fact, the smile on his face completely disappeared in an instant.

He raised his head, a golden light flashed in his eyes.

+They found out.+

+Sooner or later, mage, how do you want to answer?+

+ Frankly, I don't want to answer. This should be your question, not mine. You can't just start everything and leave it to me. You are the Emperor of Mankind. +

+I am retired.+

+Are all immortals so shameless?+

+One day, you will do it too. Don’t thank me for reminding you. Just think about what to do first. Young people, I have to remind you that they are quite difficult to fool. I understand this very well.+

+You old——+

The mage's dirty words were drowned in the sudden interruption of psychic communication. He opened his eyes angrily and made a gesture. The center understood and immediately unlocked the door.

Leman Russ rushed in first. He nimbly climbed over the large iron table used as a conference table and quickly stood in front of the mage: "Captain!"

"You can keep your voice down, Ruth, I can hear you."

"Okay, Captain." Leman Russ bared his teeth seriously. "Rogal Dorn just used his least imagination to provide us with a very terrible conjecture. Now, we want to know, he said

Is it true?"

Vulkan's voice followed closely, although the others were still outside the door and had not come in. The Fire Dragon Lord almost sounded like shouting: "Yes, Captain, is what he said true? They began to merge -

?!"

He Shenyan rubbed his temples in distress, resisting answering this question.

He sighed, and at this time, the people who were stuck in front of the door finally squeezed in. Except for Sanguinius and Robert Guilliman, who were still on Macragge, all the Primarchs arrived

After all, Chagatai Khan, who had failed in his racing attempt, was very glad that he did not go racing again.

Of course, the bandaged Mortarion looked quite out of place, but he obviously didn't care much.

The mage sighed. Under their gazes, he finally did not do anything like disappearing.

I feel better today, even though I have been lying down all day. I should be able to resume normal updates tomorrow. I will try to make up for the missing words. Thank you for your understanding.

(End of chapter)