Chapter 22: A Loving Father and a Filial Son, Feeding His Father Nurgle Soup

"Good opportunity, Kamo, we will definitely catch that guy this time!"

Ryan clenched his fists and became a little excited. This time they eliminated the flesh-eating flies so fast that the manipulator behind the scenes could hardly react.

He gave up on locking on the remaining flesh-eating flies and just built a telekinesis field around the Musketeers. Only when any flesh-eating flies flew by would they be marked.

This saves a lot of energy and focuses on looking for the source of power to control these flesh-eating flies in all directions.

Kamo even shouted, telling his guards not to be stunned by the enemy's stagnation. According to the plan, they divided into two groups and took turns shooting, and soon wiped out all the flesh-eating flies that were stagnant in mid-air.

The moment the last flesh-eating fly was hit by the projectile, Ryan burst out, contracting all his mental power and sweeping around.

He moved very fast. Even though he was in a roadless forest, he showed no signs of slowing down. Instead, he used the trees to climb up and moved his entire body to an altitude of more than ten meters.

"Henshin! (Transformation)!"

Huge light burst out again, and even these lights began to have temperature, burning everything that was illuminated.

The circle of change was operating at full power, and the Evolution Truster on the chest disappeared silently, and was replaced by the Philosopher's Stone that was about to emerge.

Ryan even saw that his skin was covered in pitch black, and the golden armor began to grow. He could feel that there were sharp objects piercing the skin of his skull and growing, and a hazy red vision spread from his eye sockets, becoming The body is almost complete.

However, the next moment, the circle of transformation stopped, and those instantaneous changes began to reverse. It seemed that he had not yet mastered the ability to completely transform. He could only transform easily in a dream or with the blessing of the Black God.

Ryan quickly recovered from his disappointment, but this brief period of transformation was enough.

His knight's vision has captured the traces of the psyker controlling the flesh-eating flies. The muscles that have not completely subsided are tense, stepping on the barrier built by the power of mind, and turning straight to the target like a cannonball.

"Haha, you run really fast, but this time I will fly to find you and see where you run!"

"Damn it, you can fly, and you still have bird wings. Damn it. You met a psyker corrupted by Chaos so quickly. Just don't let me have a big demon coming from the subspace."

"Kamo, let everyone stay under the light of the light that has not been extinguished, and don't come near me. Unless you see me in person, absolutely don't come out!"

Ryan finished his roar quickly, and his body collided directly with the old guy who was fluttering a pair of wings that looked like they had just grown out and were still a little wet.

Since this guy has been corrupted by Chaos, it is best not to let ordinary people see this scene for the time being.

Ryan lifted the man's neck, and there was a struggle in his hands.

He looked carefully and saw that the man's protruding mouth seemed to be mutating into a bird's beak. His eyes were cloudy and he had already lost his sight.

Many indistinct words roared out from that muddy throat. Fortunately, Ryan's hearing was clear enough and he could barely recognize some information:

"Gujiguji~ You shouldn't choose flies. They stink and are not smart."

"Those locusts should be made into new toys."

"Stop arguing. The Demon Lord invaded a corner of the Plague Garden that time. All the things he brought back were studied by the high-level demons. All that was left to us were these flies."

"Let's retreat first, let's retreat first. Nurgle's aura has entered this world, and even Nurgle himself doesn't know it. We have to go back and report to our superiors, and let's all use our brains to come up with a big plan!"

"Yes, think of a big plan!"

When Ryan heard that these Tzeentch demons were about to run away, he hurriedly shouted:

"Hey, don't run away, let's talk!"

Ryan shook the half-dead psyker's body and confirmed that the demons had left. When the mutated limbs could actually retract, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

There are two big guys in gold and silver in his mind, and he is still looking forward to the wonderful scene of directly projecting the sight of the Emperor and Noah into the Well of Eternity and the palace of Tzeentch through these Tzeentch demons.

Unfortunately, it seems that Tzeentch does not want these things to happen.

However, through the conversation between the Tzeentch demons just now, Ryan has determined the timeline of the Warhammer world he is in.

Yes, this moment is the eve of the return of the Dark Angels Primarch of the First Legion and Warmaster of the Second Empire (crossed out) Ryan.

In the year 999 of the 41st millennium, Roboute Guilliman, the primarch of the Thirteenth Legion Ultramarines, awakened and experienced two major events, the Dark Side of the Empire and the Plague War. Both events have official Chinese books. After the release, Comrade Guilliman, the great imperial regent, realized that his father was no longer a human being (referring to the little girl who possessed him and became a living saint). Those complicated and complicated thoughts and various concepts stitched together, the man on the golden throne was That being pushed toward the status of a god rather than a fully human being.

Now, with the victory of the Indomitable Crusade and the recovery of the empire's territory, it seems that victory has become within reach for the empire, and the revival of mankind is tomorrow.

Then the writers prepared the next boss, the Great Devourer, the Tyranids.

Before the current timeline, three hive fleets had been destroyed in the galaxy.

They are Leviathan, Behemoth and Kraken. They are all the names of legendary monsters that were familiar to the people of ancient Terra.

After the fourth Hive Fleet, Kronos, entered the galaxy, some wonderful accidents happened, and the bugs and Chaos started to drive each other.

Theoretically speaking, Chaos wants a person's soul to be corrupted, and bugs want a person's body to be turned into biomass and absorbed.

It should be a wonderful thing to separate the dry and wet garbage and sort the garbage.

Moreover, Chaos Demons are essentially energy creatures and do not have the biomass Tyranids need.

The Tyranid's projection in the Warp is a shadow, almost soulless, with no part of it that Chaos can corrupt and corrupt.

Chaos and bugs are simply the best combination for garbage cleaning in this universe!

But the problem is that neither party wants to share the table with others when they are cooking, and they start fighting.

But even so, what happened in the galaxy must have attracted the attention of the Great Devourer. All the currently destroyed hive fleets are just a drop in the bucket for the complete Tyranids.

The insect swarm has always been a background in past story backgrounds, just like Diao Chan who is always on the way, or may be at war with a more powerful and dangerous force (this is doubtful), in short, it just can't be freed. Destroy this little galaxy.

Now they no longer hesitate, have been liberated by the screenwriters, and begin to rush towards the galaxy.

And it is very likely that Ryan will catch up.

Damn it, could this remote feudal planet be the first frontline to face the Great Devourer in the outer reaches of the galaxy?

Ryan pinched his face. He couldn't get excited or nervous. This was still something uncertain.

After all, they have to sell chess pieces. As the protagonist of this world view, the Human Empire will never be taken lightly.

As Ryan thought about it, the psyker in front of him had barely returned to his human form, except that the protrusion on his mouth would not be able to be pressed back for a while. It was probably because his bones had deformed.

If this skull is cut out, it is no longer a standard human skull.

"No, it's impossible. I've obviously prayed for the ability to make my monsters immune to magic. There's no way you can kill all the monsters so quickly!"

The blind old man slowly groped to get up, but his body was too fragile and he could only half-prop himself up and roar to vent his anger and despair.

Ryan was a little helpless, but he didn't explain the musket to him.

This Chaos believer is completely hopeless. If he remains in the world, he may serve as a channel for Tzeentch demons to descend into the real world. Let him die with doubts.

Ryan took off his musket from his back and held it against the back of the old man's head.

"Is there anything else you want to say before you die? For example, who ordered your name?"

Ryan didn't expect to get an answer, he just asked out of curiosity. He had already put his finger on the trigger and was about to press his finger when he heard a voice coming from this man's mouth:

"Barry Mandala, I am Barley Mandala. You are Ryan Will, right! You are strong, but you will never be able to defeat that Titan. That one is called the Power of Guardian, and it can A giant machine that shields and protects against magic. Only the abominable Anark and Gorgart are qualified to use that machine, but the abominable Anark usurped Gorgart's driving rights and expelled me who knew about it. Now I am dead. It's retribution for the people of the Will family. But if Turin wants to resist Mandala, it is absolutely impossible for mortals to kill me. Like me, we met in the kingdom of the dead!”

Bang!

Ryan memorized all the sounds from the old man's mouth and pulled the trigger.

"Oh, there is no kingdom of the dead in this world. But if I must say it, the Emperor seems to have a cursed legion (Emperor: No cue, it has not been clearly proven that it is related to me)."

The pellet shot at close range pierced the skull of the man who called himself Bali Mandala and took away his pitiful life.

Maybe this magician has suffered a lot of unfairness and unfortunate fate in life in the past, but now at least he is free. Well, maybe the soul was taken away by those Tzeentch demons and played with it somewhere where Ryan couldn't see it.

Ryan reached out and held it in front of him, and the Evolution Truster emerged, shining with joy.

"You don't let me transform. The frequency of flashing every time has to catch up with the transformation circle. It's so annoying."

Ryan complained helplessly, pulled out the Evolution Truster, and as before, spread a ray of light, covering Barry's body, completely decomposing it.

"Well, it's time to go back to Second Terra. Something wrong must be happening in the Mandala Principality."

Ryan was sorting out the information he had just received. He had to meet with Gaugart in person to find out what happened.

This Bali Mandala claims that Gorgart and the current Grand Duke Anak are both qualified to pilot another Titan Guardian. But Gaugart seemed to be completely unaware of this matter. This lord with a gentle personality and a slightly dull performance may not be unintelligent in his heart, but his personality can only be a conservative king. For the safety of the territory, Don't get involved in the secrets of the past.

"Kamo, take roll call and gather on the spot. We will rush back to Second Terra directly!"

Ryan ran back to the camp quickly. At that time, the light of the changing rings spreading on the trees had just gone out. Everyone knew that the danger had subsided, but they didn't know why Ryan suddenly gave this order.

But they just followed Ryan's orders obediently and rushed back to Second Terra at night.

Kamo followed the outside of the team, confirming people's movements from time to time.

He could sense that Ryan must have killed the magician who controlled the insects to invade Second Terra and got some information.

Under the same starry night, far away in the capital of Mandala Principality, Flower Castle.

A day ago, the gift presented by Gant to the Grand Duke arrived at the Grand Duke's palace.

Val Mandala, the Grand Duke's personal guard personally carried the sedan chair and took the Grand Duke and a group of princes into the land ship pushed by slaves.

And Gongen Hallet and Knight Mantis and others had already left the ship in advance and were placed in the Flower Castle to rest, and they didn't even get to see the Grand Duke.

"Father, drink this bowl of soup, your life will be extended, and the Mandora family will continue to have the ability to activate the power of defense."

The eldest son of the Grand Duke, Bern Mandora, respectfully lifted the curtain of the sedan chair, revealing the full appearance of Grand Duke Anak Mandora.

Except for Bern, everyone, including Val's personal guards, lowered their heads, and no one dared to look at what kind of scene was sitting in the sedan chair.

Only Bern raised his head with a respectful tone, looking at the dwarf old man who was hunched over and curled up in the sedan chair with disgust.

Grand Duke Anak was ill and was even about to lose the thinking ability that a rational human should have.

But even so, the Grand Duke was still unwilling to hand over power to his children. Various foolish policies were frequently introduced, and the servants who served the Grand Duke himself were often beaten and killed.

This grand duke, who had a glorious life in the first half of his life, could not tolerate being known in this way in the second half of his life, so he lived in seclusion, which instead created a kind of scheming that made other lords and nobles more afraid.

However, the consequence of doing so was that the person who issued the order in public became Bourne.

Bourne, who was unwilling to be a puppet of his father, began to try to distort his father's orders, and then changed the orders again and again, and even issued orders in the name of the grand duke himself!

Until now, Bourne finally controlled most of the power of the Mandala Principality.

Next, as long as he could get the control of the Titan of the Guardian Power, Bourne could kick this old thing out and take the throne himself.

However, the Guardian Power has the so-called biological authentication, and the procedure for selecting knights has a time limit, and there is no way to replace the knights at other times.

Therefore, Bourne must let his father live until the end of this year and legally inherit the control of the Guardian Power to himself.

If the next Titan Knight of the Mandala Principality awakens, it will take another twenty years.

So the Lord of Gant, Ammons Hallet, was bribed by him and promised to dismantle the Glorious Sky of the Will Family and repair the Titan Earth Thunder of the Hallet Family after getting the Titan this year.

Gant then sent a ship to the South Territory and secretly brought back the zombies that could resurrect the dead.

The reason why Bourne was confident that the zombie-like Anak could pass the Titan's biological certification was because when the South Territory was destroyed, there was a record that a lord of the South Territory who was infected with the plague did not become a knight, but also passed their family's Titan certification and entered the cockpit.

Bourne's dead men entered the cabin, killed the zombies, and boiled the flesh and blood flowing with thick juice and corruption into soup.

Not long after, Bourne changed into a heavy protective suit.

Their people had verified that as long as the corruption did not enter the wound or was bitten by the zombies, they would not be infected.

He brought the pot of thick soup to the sedan chair.