$ Chapter 798 【240】Ghost? !

Chapter 798 【240.】Ghost? !

The wind heated by the artillery fire was mixed with a fishy stench. The light illuminating the battlefield did not come from the sky, but from the hell on earth on the ground. The light of rays and flames was like the rolling magma in hell——

But in contrast, the darkness was even deeper.

Raven was watching the battlefield nervously.

Suddenly, the sound of radio waves rang out from the communication channel. Corax was nervous for a moment, and then Guilliman's voice came from it, mixed with a little helplessness.

[Corax, don’t laugh at anything I say next. 】

? ? ?

The darkness of the Raven Lord shrank in the hot wind, but remained silent.

[I inform you very seriously that due to some of the Emperor's actions, armies with powers similar to Chaos will appear on the battlefield. 】

This wasn't news that Corax couldn't accept, but given Guilliman's first sentence, Corax decided to be more cautious.

The raven opened his mouth, his voice hoarse, and asked what he thought was the most ridiculous question,

[Enemy or friend? 】

【……】

Guilliman was silent for a rare moment, and then gave his answer.

[Enemy and friend. 】

【Guilliman...】

Corax hesitated, thinking his next words would be hurtful, but decided to say them anyway.

[Have you noticed that you are becoming more and more like an emperor? 】

There was silence on the other end of the channel.

Without even thinking, Corax knew that Guilliman on the other end of the communication channel was being struck by lightning, but he knew that Guilliman would survive because he was Robert Guilliman.

[Very hurtful words, but I do need to reflect. 】

Guilliman let out a long breath.

[But things are very complicated. In short, next you will see another empire that is completely different from us and uses the power of Chaos——

They promised to help us repel the Necron, but at the same time, you must be careful of their sudden rebellion. 】

【. 】

【Don't laugh,】

Guilliman said earnestly. It seemed that there was a short-distance psychic transmission on his side, and there was a unique chattering sound in the channel that was disturbed by psychic energy.

【It's true. 】

Corax opened and closed his mouth. He felt something mysterious and could not yet understand the true meaning. He thought Guilliman was joking, but joking at this juncture was obviously not something Guilliman would do.

Corax swallowed.

[You mean...I might even see another me? 】

【Yes. 】

There was a deep breath coming from the other end of the channel,

[Mortarion is rushing to your side of the front. You can ask him to explain this to you next. I'm sorry that I still need to-hey! Hades - wait - don't eat my official documents? ! ! ! Move your desk away—! ! 】

[Sorry my brother, something happened here and I need to leave for now. Good luck Corax. 】

呲——

The other end of the channel was completely silent, and only the sound of electricity unique to the empty channel echoed in Corax's ears.

? ? ?

Corax felt a lot of confusion. He stood on the battlefield with the Necron, watching the remaining Necrons being killed by the Raven Guard. The dim green reflected on his face, letting him see It seems a little confusing.

Did he also sleep for ten thousand years?

Guilliman's every word was easy to understand, but Corax was still confused. What was "another empire relying on Chaos"?

Before he could think about this matter carefully in his mind, his private channel once again received a high-pitched signal.

【Save me! Co-la-k-s-ahhhhhh! ! ! 】

Conrad's screams were deafening.

? !

The next moment, only black feathers fell down from where the Raven Lord was.

………………………………

What the hell is that? !

What the hell is this? !

Konrad Coze felt fear for the first time. He had never experienced such unforgettable fear in ten thousand years. The last time was because he was dragged into the subspace by that bitch Malcador.

Sometimes, fear comes from the unknown, and Conrad, who is good at psychological warfare, understands this well.

For example, darkness and fog prevent people from seeing the whole picture of things, and unknown and uncertain factors follow them, so people will naturally feel frightened.

But this is just the lowest level of intimidation. Conrad believes that the real and highest level of fear is to present things and reality to everyone as they are, but it is still creepy and shuddering.

And now, he was frightened.

Conrad Coates felt chills running up his spine, and his hair almost exploded. He swore that he had never seen such an evil thing before - it was fucking weirder than Hades!

[What the hell is this? 】

Conrad said softly. The hot blood-red light illuminated his face, making a blood-red halo appear between his black pupils. The blood sprayed onto his face. Conrad felt as if he was being watched by a hunter. .

Can't beat it, absolutely can't beat it.

This was Conrad's first reaction——

Just like when he attacked the current Mortarion, whether his first wave of assassinations could penetrate Mortarion's bloody skin was still a question.

The Emperor did not give Konrad much power, and Curze himself was content with it. Most of the similar power was given to Corax.

If Konrad were forced to pick one of the Primarchs to fight with each other now, Konrad would definitely pick Magnus, who had an incomplete soul.

Because he can't beat the rest.

Such is the intensity of Conrad Coates right now.

And now, there was a monster in front of him, a blood-red monster. The dark red armor was covered with blood stains, and the hot air it exhaled was mixed with a fishy stench. The snow-white spine was like a bird's tail, running along the red armor. Swing from side to side.

The monster was watching Conrad now and was very, very, very close to him.

Who knows how he suddenly emerged from the shadows in the sky? !

But these are not the most terrifying. The most terrifying thing is that this monster has the face of Corax.

[Who the hell are you, red idiot? 】

Conrad asked softly, trying his best not to anger this huge monster. This demon-enhanced monster was more than two times wider than him. The original body stretched out his hand to signal Sevatar behind the monster not to move -

The monster's interest was clearly in him.

[Corax. 】

[Corax] grinned and said, further behind him, the ground cracked open, magma rolled up from the cracks in the ground, and countless blood-red monsters climbed up, as dark as [Corax] Red armor.

【you? Corax? ! 】

Konrad raised his voice, he was a little angry. He would graciously allow people to mock the Emperor, Malcador, Guilliman and Mortarion, but not Corax.

Not in such a blasphemous way.

Conrad felt that the lightning claws in his hand were ready to move. He slowly leaned down and stared at the fake [Corax] with a provocative gaze.

[I’m also very curious about why you are in such a mess, Conrad, where is your windbreaker? ! 】

Before these words could be finished, a bright white light cut through the scarlet color! Psychic energy explodes! The cracks of lightning stayed in the space and went straight to [Corax]'s neck!

A flash of lightning flashed in [Corax]'s eyes! Conrad's attack didn't have any warning, it was almost instantaneous!

Snap!

? !

Conrad's pupils tightened, and there was no blood splattering as he imagined. The hand he was attacking with was grasped by [Corax] on his forearm.

[Corax] exerted force with his claws, and between the wrinkled and sharp claws like a raptor, Conrad's armor made a shattering scream.

【Too weak,】

[Corax] said inarticulately that as the demon prince of Khorne, he has obviously lost some interest in beings that are too weak.

[Why are you weaker than him? 】

[Corax] laughed, and then used his strength to throw Conrad away! Conrad's figure streaked through the air like a cannonball, and bang! Dust flew everywhere, and a crack was created in the ground.

Conrad felt like his insides were shattered.

First of all, Conrad is not a guy who likes to die in inexplicable places.

Secondly, he was truly frightened by this Khorne demon with the face of Corax.

Once again, Konrad was unable to defeat the Khorne daemon.

Finally, and most importantly, Konrad Curze does not have the so-called self-esteem of Mortarion.

And, he had to at least prevent his descendants from being as confused as he was.

then……

【Save me! Co-la-k-s-ahhhhhh! ! ! 】

Konrad Curze activated his summoning spell to summon his jailor, Corax.

【Myself? 】

[Corax] blinked, and he felt that he began to long for blood again. The idea of ​​killing a weak self and then sacrificing him to the way of blood took root in his mind and made his blood boil.

Therefore, he did not interrupt Conrad. [Corax] felt a powerful and extremely powerful dark force approaching rapidly. He jumped back suddenly, and the next moment, tyrannical darkness descended on where he was just now.

Corax, Lord of Ravens and King of the Shadows, has come.

[Corax] tilted his head curiously, and the shrike standing on the branch stared curiously at its prey.

He was completely black, and his dark red eyes reflected the monster, a subspace creature composed of darkness that was constantly floating upward. A pale face poked out from it, and he saw a face that was much cleaner than his own, and also A thinner and sadder face.

[I now believe what Guilliman is saying. 】

Corax's voice was straight and straight, without any waves. Perhaps the various misfortunes in the past had already tempered him.

His black pupils reflected another self, even bigger, like a real Khorne demon. It was a half-bird demon. His calves were strangely thin compared to his body shape, and were replaced by dark and hard legs. The bird's legs and claws were larger than Corax's head, and the sharp nails on them were as long as a machete.

Corax noticed the bone wings folded behind his back, proving that his other self could fly.

The self that fell into the ways of Khorne...

Corax felt his soul tremble for a moment, but it was only for a moment. Long ago, in the gaze with Conrad, Corax had already accepted the bloodlust and another possibility in his soul. .

He will only be more grateful to his family who worked hard to raise him, and work harder to suppress his own nature with kindness and reason.

On the other hand, his other self was not as calm as Corax.

Corax realized this, so his soul became calmer. He opened his arms and looked calmly at the guy who was breathing heavily.

[I have received a military order. I think the order you received is for the two armies to form an alliance? 】

[Corax] was confused.

[Corax] was puzzled.

He didn't understand why his other self looked like this, just like the ideal [Conrad] he always wanted to imitate. He didn't understand, he didn't understand at all.

He looked at his other self with burning blood-red eyes, and he saw a soul that was extremely similar to his -

[Corax]'s sense of smell has never been wrong. The other one has the same bloodthirsty instinct as him, but why...?

Why...?

【I know what you are thinking. 】

Corax glanced sideways at Conrad, who was digging himself out of the pit. This world is really crazy, he thought.

[The answer is that I am very lucky to have met a group of people who love me——! 】

? !

The next moment, Corax's black pupils suddenly dilated in [Corax's] eyes. The Shrike subconsciously stepped back and raised his arms to defend, but the black feathers, which seemed to have no thickness at all, cut open his armor? !

The Shrike waved its bloody claw upward, but the claw did not touch any entity. The phantom of Corax's pale face in front of him was still there, but the person had long since disappeared!

Shrike's left shoulder suddenly sank.

The upside-down pale face appeared in his sight again. There were feather-like uncertain darkness at the corners of Corax's mouth and cheeks, as if it was swallowing his entire face.

A stinging pain shot up from his neck, and the Shrike smelled his favorite scent of rich blood—from himself.

[I guess...if you landed there - then you were the one who killed those people, right? 】

Corax asked, the raven's claws embedded deeply into the shrike's muscles. The Daemon Prince of Khorne's muscles were so hard that Corax felt that his attack only pierced his skin.

[What-what the hell? ! Blood sacrifice to the blood god! Skull offering skull seat! ! 】

Shrike screamed, he grabbed Corax on his shoulder and smashed it to the ground. This time Corax did not escape Shrike's hands, he was hit to the ground angrily, once, twice, three times - —

Buzz-bang! ! !

【Ah ah ah! 】

The roar was deafening, and the Shrike suddenly let go of Corax angrily - Conrad stood up panting, the muzzle of the Gauss gun in his hand spitting out traces of hot breath.

[Don’t forget that there is me. 】

Conrad spat on the ground casually, and Corax, who was released by the Shrike, immediately disappeared into the darkness again. The darkness rolled up and surrounded the battlefield of the three.

Shrike felt angry, unparalleled anger. He did not receive much damage, but the humiliation of being attacked almost drove him crazy.

The blood claw in his hand suddenly flashed, and the blood energy rolled, and he was about to——

[I thought I would see you fighting the Necron. 】

Another unfamiliar voice suddenly intervened, unhurriedly, but with a hint of sullenness. [Corax] almost immediately became vigilant. He felt that the owner of this voice was extremely powerful.

[But what did I see? 】

The white mist rolled, and the insect-shaped humanoid slowly stood up from the gathering white mist. His appearance was so nondescript and terrifying that [Corax] was subconsciously shocked.

At the same time, [Corax] felt that the power that was blessing him suddenly weakened.

+I think you can play with them later. +

[Robert Guilliman] said softly, the crown on his head was extremely bright.

+【Corax】, it seems you are impatient? +

[Corax] immediately retracted his claws.