Chapter 1022, The Battle of the Primarch, Fulgrim VS Mortarion (a Chapter of 5,300 Words!)

The confrontation between Kabanha and Fulgrim shook the heavens like a god coming to the mortal world. Kabanha has destroyed countless worlds. It once slaughtered every mortal world and transformed it into a demon world. It once turned the kingdom of the gods into a sea of ​​fire, and countless native gods fell under its giant ax and long whip. It once slaughtered all mortals who bravely and tenaciously guarded their homeland.

Kabanha also fought against Sanguinius before. It was the distant era of the Great Expedition. For the first time, Kabanha almost killed Sanguinius when the two sides confronted each other, but after breaking Sanguinius The demon of Khorne was still defeated by the angel with all his strength after one leg of Les. The second time was in the siege of Terra. This time, Sanguinius did not give Kabanha another chance, and defeated the demon very cleanly. His head was chopped off.

Under the command of Khorne, there is actually only one big demon that can be compared with Kabanha, and that is Angjars, the guardian of the skulls, the favored of the throne of Khorne, the commander of the bloodthirsty demon, and the one who brings death. He is also the strongest bloodthirsty demon, none of them. However, Angjars does not belong to the Khorne Demon Army. It is only responsible for serving Khorne himself, so it is extremely difficult to be summoned, except for Angjas. Outside of going in, Kabanha is the number one demon under the seat of Khorne.

There is no doubt that Kabanha has the power to challenge the Primarch.

However, there is a limit to all this, that is, there must be enough Chaos Wind.

Therefore, Kabanha, who came in the body, can be evenly matched with Fulgan at the beginning, and the holy duel between the two people almost blew up half of Constantinier. This is a battle between gods, and almost no one is qualified Participating in it, even the craziest Skaven plague priests who only knew how to praise the horned rat for the long live charge were terrified by this level of battle.

However, after the initial fierce battle, Kabanha's power will eventually be restricted by the Maelstrom and the Great Guardian, and its power will gradually weaken.

As for Fulgen, he attacked more and more fiercely. He held a sword in one hand and a gun in the other. Every time the Primarch's attack was enough to smash a mountain peak, his fighting spirit became more and more intense. The long-lost battle allowed him to use his aura to the limit. At its peak, it was like the Primitive who had followed the Warmaster during the Great Crusade to return to the world. Although he was also suppressed by the Maelstrom and the Great Guardian, Fulgrim was different from Kabanha. body.

The power of one side keeps increasing, while the power of the other side gradually weakens. Kabanha knows that he cannot escape the fate of defeat. The body of the legendary Khorne Daemon is pierced into the skin by the sharp power sword Glory. Fulgrim is cruel and merciless. Sweeping the blade from Kabanha's left armpit to its chest mercilessly, hot blood sprayed out from the torn flesh.

Sotek's spear accurately pierced Kabanha's right shoulder, but the legendary Khorne crazily stretched out his hand to hold it, and the brass battle ax swept across, leaving a deep line on Fulgrim's purple-gold armor. In the wound, the primarch let out a muffled grunt, and increased the output power. The power of the snake god Sotek, under the urging of Fulgrim's psionic energy, turned into several pips and poured into the demon's right shoulder.

Explode, warp, tear, corrode.

Under the snake's venom, the legendary Khorne demon could not help but let out a painful roar, and now the dark purple blood also joined the battlefield of both sides.

Zijin fights blood red, spiritual power fights magic light!

"Boundless sea of ​​blood!" Khorne's limbs and bones spurted out blood, and its blood flooded the entire battlefield, steaming in anger, releasing in hatred, Kabanha opened his arms: "This is the domain of God !"

"Heliopolis!" Fulgen's handsome face was full of confidence, his voice was incomparably graceful, and his power was as hot as a star.

With the full release of his psychic power, the vision of a golden and emerald corridor appeared in front of everyone.

This promenade is made of cold white marble, luxurious agate is used as supporting columns, every corner is inlaid and filled with gold, the endless glory of the Emperor's Children is displayed in front of everyone, thousands of reliefs And hundreds of tapestries, each of which is Fulgrim's masterpiece, his glory, his power, is displayed here.

Kabanha was soon furious that Fulgrim had shown his glory, and the legendary Khorne immediately spread his wings and rushed deep into the corridor.

In the deepest part of the corridor, there is a large meeting room. Under the luxurious decoration, there are charming sculptures, silk purple flags hanging, elegant mosaic patterns and other innumerable gorgeous decorations. Even the legendary Khorne monster like Kabanha was dazzled by the dazzle, and Fulgrim sat on the black marble throne and waited for the visitors.

Noble manners, handsome glory, elegant demeanor, invincible self-confidence, and supreme glory, the Primarch, the Emperor's Son, looked down at Kabanha who rushed into the Phoenix Gate, and smiled: "Who am I with the dog-headed Khorne?" beautiful?"

Kabanha was stunned for a few seconds, almost thinking that he was a lower and inferior existence almost for a moment.

The legendary Khorne demon immediately realized what a shameful mistake it had made. It refused to answer Fulgrim's question, and was so angry that it spurted out sulfur flames all over its body: "Death!!!"

"This is my domain, devil, die!" Fulgrim jumped down from his seat, and the Emperor's Son Primarch turned into a phoenix fire, colliding head-on with Kabanha's bloody phantom.

"Blood sacrifice to the blood god, skull sacrifice to the skull seat!"

"The emperor's son, behead the father's enemy!"

The two sides passed by each other, time and space stagnated here, loud noises roared, the mortal world and subspace twisted into one ball, exploded above the sky, and infinite energy fell like a meteor shower.

All the fighting has stopped, and everyone is watching it all.

Who's winning?

Fulgrim was the first to fall to the ground. The Primarch, the Emperor's Son, fell to the ground first. His power sword Glory and the spear of the snake god Sotek had already drank Kabanha's blood, but the Primarch's face was slightly ugly. , he stuck his spear in the ground and covered his abdomen with his hands.

Kabanha's great ax and brass whip left claw-like gashes on his stomach and back, and Primarch's blood spilled on the ground.

Then the legendary Khorne fell to the ground, and Kabanha laughed aloud. His battle ax and whip were full of Primarch's blood. Today belongs to him...

The next second, the laughter stopped abruptly.

Kabanha screamed and screamed like thunder. It stretched out its hands to hold its neck, but blood gushed out from between its fingers like a waterfall. The legendary Khorne demon desperately tried to cover the wound, I want to do something more, but its power is fading away at an extremely fast speed. When it becomes extremely weak, the suppression from the maelstrom and the great guardian becomes so powerful that the skin of the big demon starts to burn automatically , its flesh and blood disintegrated in the air, and its bones disappeared with the wind, turning into strands of fine sand.

"It's... not over..." Kabanha's arms lost their strength. It was full of regret and anger, and it said its last words in this coming, and then it was turned into ashes in the flames.

With Kabanha banished, the entire army of Khorne's demons dissipated in fire and wind.

The Primarch, the Emperor's Son, clutched his wound hard. He was too eager to decide the outcome with Kabanha, which caused him to be seriously injured. But the battle can no longer be delayed, and the sooner the winner is decided, his people and soldiers The more they can save.

"Be careful up there!" Inside the Sunfire Amulet, Sanguinius' voice was as urgent as a hurricane.

"What?" Fulgrim wanted to dodge subconsciously, but the injuries on his body affected the action of the Primarch. Between lightning and flint, a huge war scythe slashed down, and the orange of the Lord of Plague flowed from the frill of the bone. Yellow blessing, the sharp war blade sliced ​​through the flesh and blood along Fulgrim's armor, leaving a huge wound with deep bone visible from the left shoulder of the Primarch of the Emperor's Children to his right waist.

"No! Legion Commander!" The remaining defenders of Constantiniya exclaimed, but they were too far away to reach them.

Fulgrim flew out in a scream, flying tens of meters, the Primarch fell into the ruins, the blood couldn't stop anymore, the Emperor's Son Primarch struggled to see the newly appeared Enemy: "Brother..."

Mortarion, Primarch of Ascension, Lord of the Fourteenth Legion, Primarch of the Death Guard, appeared in front of Fulgrim, the sickle in his hand was still dripping with Fulgrim's blood: "Hello, brother. "

"Are you finally willing to come out?" Fulgrim breathed heavily as Mortarion stepped on his chest.

"I've been waiting for an opportunity, and now, let me wait." Mortarion's completely distorted face behind the respirator couldn't help exuding a joyful expression: "Ha, look at your despondent and decadent face." Look, is this the Slaanesh demon Primarch I know? I declare that I won, I will recover two Primarchs, and my old father will reward me."

"Don't even think about it!" Fulgrim tried to push away the foot that was on his chest, but the injury and the decline in physical strength caused by his previous full strength, coupled with Mortarion's enormous strength, made him helpless.

"What are you still struggling with?" Mortarion kept spitting out mustard-colored gas contentedly. He is more demon than human now, but at least his face is still human, and the Primarch of the Death Guard immediately summoned The Nurgle demon army stopped the army of the City of the Sun again, and at the same time, the death shrouds lined up to block the remaining defenders: "Go back with me obediently, and serve your loving father together."

"Don't even think about it!" Forgan resolutely refused: "I've made a mistake once, and I won't make it a second time."

"Stupid!" Mortarion's face was full of anger: "I thought you could learn something from the Lord of Pleasure in these ten thousand years, but now it seems that you have become even more stupid Now, you will go back to your father and be his slave willingly? You are a piece of trash, Fulgan, don't you understand that he is always using us and exploiting us, think about what he did to us ?He was like a slave owner with a collar in his hand, he kept whipping us to make us do things for him, and what else did he give us except a few hot dogs?"

"He gave us glory and faith, he gave humanity hope and a future, he gave me a chance for redemption, he left endless wealth to his empire, to this day, the empire of humanity is still seeking in his legacy Nutrition and strength." Fulgrim grabbed Mortarion's rotting iron boots with both hands: "I return to him again, just to redeem and make up for the mistakes I have made. I have made too many mistakes, but I still have a chance."

"You're gone! Stupid!" Mortarion roared impatiently, "What are you still insisting on? Fulgrim, my brother, just him? That trash? He took everything from me, took me He thinks he is superior and mighty, he is indifferent, he is ruthless, he is like a machine, he only knows how to squeeze the surplus value from us, he is arbitrary, everything is set, we are just in his hands wrench!"

After finishing speaking, Mortarion opened his arms. His death shroud of personal guards blocked the attack of the Phoenix Guards and isolated the reinforcements. Naturally, the death shroud should have crushed Fulgrim's personal guards, but after passing through the giant Asian After the space storm, the combat effectiveness of the Death Shrouds was greatly weakened. Coupled with the laws of physics, the maelstrom, and the value of great protection, the Death Shrouds could only temporarily repel the Phoenix Guards.

"Degenerate yourself." Forgan suddenly sneered, "Look at what you look like. You look like someone who didn't get any candy. While crying and crying that your father is unfair, you kept emphasizing how hard you worked, and secretly thought about it." A kid who wants attention? You're really messing with rubbish, you go with whoever gives you candy! And a wrench? You're just a wild dog begging for food!"

"Enough!" Fulgan's words really angered Mortarion, and the Primarch hid his anger with a sneer: "You have been brainwashed, you know nothing about that indifferent and cruel father, He took advantage of all of us on the road to godhood, you've all lost your ability to think for yourself."

The Demon Primarch raised his chest and said triumphantly: "But I am different. The loving father told the essence of subspace, birth, reproduction, decay, death, how beautiful, how glorious, and how vibrant the world is, I am a democratic Fighter, I am the people's choice, the tyrant will be overthrown, and I will spread the light of freedom and democracy in the universe, I will fight for the people of the universe, my plague star will become a beacon of freedom and democracy !"

"Forget it, I originally wanted to take you away, but now I don't think it's necessary." Mortarion raised the alien pistol in his hand - the lamp, and put it on Fulgrim's head: "You You don’t need this body, brother, the loving father will give you and Sanguinius a better one, don’t worry, it will be over in one go.”

"Really?" Fulgan suddenly showed a dark smile on his face: "I can bet you, I bet you don't have any bullets in your gun!"

"What?" Mortarion was startled, and he slammed the trigger, but suddenly the lamp only emitted a puff of smoke, and did not fire!

The laws of physics in this world are different, and the bright lights cannot be used!

Fulgrim struck back, and the Sotek spear directly pierced Mortarion's chin from the side. The Primarch immediately used the Plague Scythe to resist in a panic, but his feet loosened, and Fulgrim escaped smoothly.

"It's too slow, brother." Fulgrim immediately seized the opportunity to launch a series of fierce attacks. His sword and spear pointed at all the vital points of Mortarion like poisonous snakes. The golden horse and the purple sword were in the air It set off blossoming waves until it turned into a monstrous wave, and each blow presented a posture of a tsunami hitting his face, making Mortarion back again and again.

However, it was not very effective, Fulgrim's attack was not effective.

"Hmm~" Fulgrim could feel that he was losing blood rapidly, his physical strength was consumed a lot in the previous battles, and Mortarion was a Primarch known for his stamina and long-lasting, powerful defense, not to mention having Nurgle's help.

This battle will be extremely difficult.

However, Fulgrim had no choice but to face the difficulties, raised his spear and sword, and launched an attack again.

In the distorted flickering, the collision of the plague scythe and the glory and the Sotek spear can only be seen as afterimages distorted, sparks splashed, and the battle was like a god. Konstantinier, which was already in a mess, is now full of debris, as clean and refreshing as the buildings of the Old Ones.

The stars are shattered, everything is withered, heavy as mountains, and the sky is broken.

Finally, the impact resounded throughout the Lustrian Isthmus, and with Fulgrim's onslaught, a hole appeared in Mortarion's impregnable defense circle, a tiny crack, and the Emperor's Children Primarch knew he had to Seize the opportunity, only the perfect blow can defeat Mortarion, otherwise he will be the one who loses!

Fulgrim jumped suddenly, and the Sotek spear pointed directly at Mortarion's weak point. The Primarch immediately backed away in shock, wrapping himself with his wings, but his move exposed himself to the other side. A weak point, Fulgrim immediately drew out his sword, the blade was faster than lightning, and pointed directly at Mortarion's neck and the respirator on it!

The violent collision sound and the oncoming spark storm rolled up Fulgrim's hair and cloak, unfolded Mortarion's cloak, and the golden power sword gloriously hit the surface of the absolute defense circle on Mortarion's neck, The armor of the Demon Primarch and the guardian of Nurgle are sizzling, and cracks begin to appear one after another.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuu!!!" Mortarion exerted all his strength to maintain his absolute defense circle, he roared like crazy, either you die, or I die!

"Let's end it! Brother!"

"Very well, just as I want!"

The cracks are getting more and more dense, and the absolute defense circle of the demon primarch has almost completely collapsed under Fulgen's full attack. Seeing that the blade of glory is about to break through his respirator, Mota Ryan's tenacity gave him the edge.

Fulgrim's strength was finally exhausted from blood loss and exhaustion from the long battle.

The edge of the sword stopped within the respirator, only five millimeters away from Mortarion's throat. Amidst the siren of the respirator, Mortarion slammed back with a scythe, which completely injured Fulgrim. He blasted away, showering the air with clouds of Primarch's blood.

The Primarch laughed. He was nearly defeated, but today, he was victorious.

"Are you still counting on your father and brothers to save you? Let me tell you, brother, the four true gods worked together to temporarily seal the channel of the warp space storm and the inspiration between the Primarch. Neither father nor any human beings can rush to save you , and no other brothers know that I am here!" Mortarion was overjoyed, and couldn't help revealing many secrets: "It's just that the time is too short, but it's enough to recycle you."

Fulgrim fell in the distance, leaving several deep bone wounds on his body. The Primarch of the Emperor's Children tried hard to get up, but Mortarion spread his wings and flew towards him. The plague The scythe fell.

"That's it, it's over? Is that so?" Fulgan saw the flickering light of the plague on the scythe like an orange-red circle.

"After all, I still failed, father, once again."