Warhammer: I live under the watchful eyes of the gods

Chapter 159 The Fall of the Chief

The peripheral vision of his eyes swept around, and finally Marlogest's gaze stayed on the sleeping medical machine servant next to the hospital bed.

Or to be more precise, those scalpels next to the medical servitor.

Pretending to have a bad leg, he extended an invitation to Erebus at the door.

"Oh, since we're here, let's go see how Horus is recovering."

Hearing that, Erebus didn't seem to have any doubts either.

After all, since he was able to rescue Marrogost, he must have passed the bridge where the Warmaster was before that.

Therefore, Marlogest speculated that there was nothing wrong with the Warmaster being rescued.

"As you wish."

Pretending to go up to help Logost, Erebus clenched the dagger in the hand behind his back.

It was an artifact given to him by Tzeentch.

And the Malogost in front of him was exactly what he wanted to plunder.

To be precise, after the arduous battle on the Devon satellite, Malogost would inexplicably fall in love with "Preaching the Scriptures".

Of course, the Marrogest who miraculously survived again was just a skin.

Before that crisis is lifted, Erebus needs a new "identity".

And at this moment, Malogost, whose main body is lying at the end of the tunnel, is the best choice.

With just one blow, he can kill Marrogost's soul and replace it.

But when he was confidently walking towards the seemingly "defenseless" Malogost, a sudden change occurred.

I saw Malogost punching him directly in the face with a strange punch from an angle that he could never react to.

Subconsciously, Erebus wanted to follow his fighting instinct and raise his hands to block.

But this kind of sneak attack that he absolutely did not expect, originally calculated all his possible reactions.

Looking at the iron fist that was getting closer, he couldn't do anything.

Here is Malogost's subconscious.

Here, chaos can offer very little help.

In an instant, Malogost's iron fist ruthlessly greeted Erebus's face.

A mouthful of old blood flew out of Ari Abbas's mouth accompanied by a few teeth.

And being beaten a staggered Erebus also exposed the dagger hidden behind him by the way.

"All of this is your fault!!!"

That was the angry growl of Marrogost.

If after seeing so much evidence, Erebus can't be suspected in the end, then Marlogest, the chief son of Horus, probably doesn't need to be the chief.

He was extremely angry at the moment.

If learning of Tamba's betrayal was enough to make Malogost angry.

At this moment, facing one of the masterminds who made Tamba degenerate, Malogost couldn't help but directly tear Erebus in front of him.

Since the dagger leaked out, the two no longer needed any dialogue.

Both sides are the chiefs of the legion, and the people in this position are extremely smart people.

it is more than words.

Pulling off the hospital gown that was on his body, Malogost clenched the scalpel in his hand.

At this moment, both sides have maintained a "wait and see attitude".

They knew that in this kind of desperate battle between masters, even a single flaw would become an extremely fatal mistake.

And in this tense atmosphere, one of Erebus' flaws was caught by Marlogest.

In Malogost's eyes, Erebus's step to the right seemed to be a big step.

Coupled with the dagger placed too far to the upper right of Erebus, it will cause a 0.1s defensive vacuum period on the right side.

Without any hesitation, Malogost slashed straight at Erebus' throat.

At this moment he saw the "fear" in Erebus' eyes.

He knew very well that Erebus had no time to dodge the knife.

There was a stabbing pain of cutting flesh from the right hand that swung the knife.

With the rupture of several muscles, his right hand holding the scalpel trembled slightly.

Warm blood spattered his face.

He knew it was his own blood.

But that's it.

After Erebus cut off a piece of flesh on his forearm at an angle, the scalpel in his hand was already close to Erebus' neck.

With no armor at all, this would be a kill.

Ignoring the kick, Malogost slashed at Erebus' neck with the scalpel in anger.

"Stab!" That was the sound of a blade cutting muscle tissue.

And as the scalpel finally broke at the end of the spine, Erebus finally fell down clutching his neck.

But sitting alone on the floor, Malogost, who was bandaging himself with a sheet, always felt that something was wrong.

On Erebus's face, he saw fear, puzzlement and - a hint of sarcasm.

Moreover, he didn't think that Erebus, who claimed to be invincible in singles among the Word Bearers, would make such a mistake.

Even though this mistake itself is very subtle, any warrior will never reveal this kind of mistake of "exchanging injuries for lives" because of his vigilance when facing an enemy at the chief level.

That's unreasonable, at least it shouldn't be the behavior that a legion chief should have.

But now, Malogost didn't have time to think so much.

After hastily stopped the bleeding, he propped himself up with his left hand.

Anyway, now he had to find the Warmaster, or anyone who could get in touch with the Warmaster.

He must warn the Warmaster that this is Erebus' plot.

The entire Devon satellite is a complete "trap".

At this time, his stomach was still aching, and blood was continuously oozing from his arms.

Stepping on the blood from Erebus on the ground, he dragged a long trail of blood out of the medical cabin.

But soon, he understood why Erebus laughed.

There is nothing here.

Even the medical servitor is "fake".

The wound on his right arm began to ache.

That was very abnormal, at least with the physique of the Astartes, such a cut should have started to heal itself long ago.

Walking aimlessly in the intricate corridors, Malogost had no idea where it was.

This was not any ship he had seen before.

Because in that case, he had already guessed the overall structure based on the layout of several nearby cabins.

He felt his forehead start to heat up.

It wasn't until he raised his left hand and touched it that he realized why he had been a little dizzy since just now.

Consciousness began to blur, and endless hallucinations filled his brain.

He casually found a corner to lean against, and a sense of powerlessness grew in Malogost's heart.

In the end, he neither rescued the Warmaster, nor solved the conspiracy behind the Devin satellite.

Vision begins to blur.

He knew he might not have long to live.

(There was definitely something wrong with the previous dagger.)
(No wonder Erebus would...)
And at the end of Malogost's thoughts, he saw a person walking towards him in the distance.

That was -- Sejanus, who had died at 63-19.

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(End of this chapter)