Chapter 603 Endless Life and Death
The last expedition they fought against was the vicious aliens and the twisted and unspeakable Forgotten Empire. Now they may have started a new expedition, but the enemies they face have become these deep filth from the warp.
"Heh. The Second Empire? Then this can be regarded as the Second Great Expedition. The beginning of the Second Great Expedition is us." Chagatai smiled. This time he was finally willing to fight with a helmet instead of letting his nose be attacked by the stench. He looked at Lin Fan's back on the front line and felt that he was like the second emperor, who found the scattered brothers in the universe again and created a peaceful and beautiful era.
If the emperor knew so much knowledge, many things would not have happened. Of course, it would be better if there were no aliens involved. Chagatai thought so, and he shook his head and tried to get rid of the worries brought to him by the Necrontyr and the Tyranids.
There is nothing to be afraid of, he will avenge us.
There were footsteps behind him, and Chagatai knew that it was Fulgrim wearing simple armor.
"You should wear some holy objects of the state religion. Those things are really useful." Chagatai reminded.
"Thank you, but I think these descendants of mine may not need these holy objects." Fulgrim looked back at the Emperor's Children with guilt in his eyes, "I am sorry for you."
The Emperor's Children knelt down to Fulgrim, but Fulgrim did not think he was qualified to let his descendants despise him so much. They were once the Emperor's Children, but now they are eternal sinners. The entire chapter and Fulgrim, as the Primarch, are unforgivable sinners. They must atone for their sins in repentance.
They are not qualified to ask for forgiveness from the victims, and can only make up for their mistakes over the years. This is the only idea Fulgrim has in his heart, and it is also the eternal duty he will bear.
"Eternal Sinner Chapter. This sounds like a name that Lorgar would give." Chagatai looked at Fulgrim, and Fulgrim also answered, "Sinners should look like sinners. I can only say that this is what I deserve."
Fulgrim drew his weapon and led the Emperor's Children, who were sealed under armor, to the front line. They are veterans who have experienced the Great Crusade, the Great Heresy, and the Eye of Terror. Apart from the Primarch, they are the most capable Space Marines.
Perturabo also noticed Fulgrim and his Emperor's Children, but he did not give any orders to his brothers, but continued to observe the actions of the Nurgle demons.
Lin Fan stood in the crowd, and he was not ready to rush up and tear these demons apart. If the battle situation was good, he hoped that these warriors who lacked war experience could improve themselves, rather than watching him kill all the demons alone.
But the work that should be done still needs to be done, such as asking Saints Celes and Roca to find the core of this dirty fruit and expel this gift from the warp.
"Oh! No! Dear children!" The clerk was sad for the terrible blow suffered by the Nurgle beasts. The pitiful wailing from the battlefield made him angry and painful, and even those heartless Nurgle spirits were jumping up and down with anger.
They are so uneducated.
The Nurgle demons roared angrily at the humans. They decided to teach these unhealthy guys a lesson. The plague bearers moved slowly, holding up their rusty weapons and denouncing the low quality of humans.
Dense small round bags squeezed out of the pulp, and the small round bags expanded greatly and burst. One by one, buzzing rot flies rushed towards humans with the plague carriers.
These rot flies were born in the death of Nurgle beasts. Those happy little beasts felt betrayed when they were dying, and their joyful souls were planted with a bitter seed by bombs and bombs.
These dejections polluted the joy of Nurgle beasts, and completed the transformation of love into hate in the fermentation. The joyful beasts turned into dull flies, their soft bodies were replaced by hard shells, and the tentacles used for hugging turned into dry and sharp long legs.
This endless cycle of life and death is exactly how Nurgle demonstrates his power. Even if humans have endless bullets and Perturabo can always command the battlefield efficiently, these Nurgle demons in the cycle of life and death will eventually win the final victory in the endless war.
For them, life is a kind of power, death is a kind of power, and half-death is even more of a power. Three life forms, three sources of power, constitute three endless decaying hearts. They cooperate with seven different diseases and will eventually destroy all resistance and spread the gift of the loving father to the world.
"Accept the gift!" The plague rider riding on the rotten fly held a rotten human head and smashed it hard at the position.
Perturabo's automatic soldiers and automatic anti-aircraft turrets were the first to respond. They tore the human head apart with bullet rain, and various juices were splashed inside. The battle sister of the Bloody Rose Convent held the flamethrower and sprayed promethium flames at the sky, purifying the liquid and the disease in it together.
These Rot Flies were tougher and more tenacious than those Nurgle Beasts. The explosive shells could only leave a shallow pit on their carapaces. Although the armor-piercing shells fired could penetrate their bodies, the Rot Flies would repair their wounds in the next second.
The Rot Flies wasted a lot of firepower of the Space Marines before they died completely. However, as a representative of the bombing faction, Perturabo would naturally not let the war fall into the embarrassing phase of lack of supplies.
Under his order, the macro gun muzzle of the Mother of Tears warship turned to the conspicuous gap on the fruit, but it was not the slaves who dragged the shells, but the recovery loading device designed by Perturabo himself.
The shell was fired, but before it approached the fruit, it was slowed down by the reverse booster installed on it, and finally landed smoothly on the flesh. The shell slowly opened, and the reinforced servoskull was pulling boxes of ammunition supplies to the battlefield, and reloaded the heavy weapons at the moment when the ammunition was exhausted. This process was calculated hundreds of times in Perturabo's mind, and the comfortable feeling without any mistakes made Perturabo's body tremble with satisfaction.
The firepower never stopped, and the veterans of the Weepers and the Man-eaters were extremely excited. Even Tiberus, who preferred melee weapons to tear apart all enemies, could not control his desire and controlled a plasma annihilation cannon to send the crowded and staggering demons into the sky.
Although the battlefield was very relaxed and exciting, Lin Fan knew that they must not be delayed here for too long. Those dead Nurgle demons are breeding more powerful dull individuals. The killing of the rot flies means that the more difficult to kill snail demon maggots are bred in the depths of the fruit.
"Celes, Roca, can you feel where the most filthy core of this fruit is? The war with Nurgle cannot be delayed for too long."
New version of Nurgle beast (If you are reincarnated in the Warhammer world, it is recommended to pray that you can live a carefree life as a Nurgle beast and make more friends)