Warhammer 40: Gods Of Mortals

Chapter 721 Death Guard and Black Legion

"Typhons and his party arrived at the Void Port."

A mortal slave came to Vash'tor and told him of his greatest concerns.

Vashtor is not in Voidport to see the scenery, it is here to welcome guests from the Death Guard, Typhons, who has taken control of the rule of the Nurgle followers after Mortarion disappeared.

Then Vashtor will work with the senior leaders of the Black Legion to discuss with Typhons, who represents the Death Guard, to jointly resist the invasion.

So after hearing the slave's report, Vashtor took McCain without hesitation and rushed together towards the parking place of the New Terminus in the Void Port.

After a while.

Vashtor and McCain met the current Typhons together.

The Death Guard Captain now looks particularly strange and weird.

He still wore the heavy armor, and his head was still hidden in the armor, but the armor had become like his body, with various biological organs growing directly on the surface of the armor.

A long digestive tract embedded on the surface of the armor forms the pattern of the Three Holy Emblem on the surface of the armor, which is the symbol of Nurgle's faith.

On Typhons's neck, sarcoma replaced the neck armor.

There is a Nurgling growing on the fat sarcoma. The Nurgling has no legs, and its entire upper body grows together with the sarcoma. It looks as disgusting as possible.

But neither Vashtoll nor McCain, an eternal veteran, are surprised by the current situation of Typhons.

Typhonse died too many times and was resurrected too many times.

He has completely lost himself.

He was just a creature of Nurgle called Typhons, and Nurgle could create countless freaks named Typhons if he wished.

"I heard that you eliminated many high-ranking members of the Black Legion." Nurgling's gaze fell on McCain's face. "Now it seems true. After all, every time I see you, the Black Legion veterans you bring with you are not Same face."

Vashtor responded with silence.

As Typhons said, it cleared out a lot of Black Legion men.

It doesn't like the Black Legion as much as it seems on the surface. If it wasn't to fight against a fateful enemy, it wouldn't stay here at all.

"Let's get down to business." Vashtor raised his Soul Forge Hammer, and a diagram of the external situation of the Eye of Terror immediately appeared in front of Typhons, "We must finalize the matter of mutual defense first. , otherwise we will fight independently when the enemy invades, and then be easily wiped out together with the Eye of Terror."

McCain looked at Typhons on the side.

He felt that since Typhons had arrived, he had already thought about agreeing to join forces.

However, Typhons did not follow what the Lord of the Forge said.

"You are a lesser god after all." The Nurgling on Typhons's sarcoma spoke again, "But now you are personally engaged in a struggle for interests with mortals. Even the Great Unclean One like the Black Death is more like a human being than you. A transcendent existence.”

"Yes." Vashtor nodded, "Just like your master, when the Blood God and the Prince of Darkness just sent their own bloodthirsty demons and secret keepers to invade the Crystal Demon Realm, he personally led his own demon army. Attacking, I'm doing exactly what it's doing."

After a conversation, Typhons fell silent.

Vashtor was right. In the eternal battle in the warp, Nurgle personally led the demon army against the Tzeentch demon army led by Carlos and won. But Carlos bluntly said that it was fear. Nurgle went into battle personally because he was afraid of a possible small defeat.

"I'm not good at gossiping, so let's get down to business." Typhons reached out and touched the Nurgling on the sarcoma.

The Lord of the Forge slammed the forging hammer on the ground: "You have become this virtuous. A Nurgling speaks for you and you are still not good at talking. Then you should discuss things with me honestly instead of talking nonsense. Find fault with me."

Typhons remained silent.

Vashtor then revealed what he had planned for Typhons.

Let Typhons send the plague planet directly to the outskirts of the Eye of Terror through a ritual. Once this important target is discovered, it will inevitably become the first major battlefield after the war begins.

Then he asked Typhons to evacuate most of the Death Guard's troops on the plague planet to cooperate with the Black Legion in counterattacking.

Vashtor commanded Typhons as he commanded his demons.

If it had an arrogant attitude, Typhons could still think that this guy was just looking for trouble, but Vashtor was too calm, and his tone was slow and powerful, so it gave people a natural feeling, as if now Ah Barton and Mortarion are gone, and the two major forces in the Eye of Terror should belong to this secondary god who appeared inexplicably.

However, Vashtor is not just arrogant. It has really thought carefully about the strategy before saying this. However, it does not care what others think after hearing its words. It just pursues the best efficiency.

If the Death Guard and the Black Legion obey it, then it will be sure to fight the Golden Expedition Fleet.

"That's enough." Typhons suddenly interrupted Vashtor's narration, "Whether your defense plan is feasible or not will be discussed later. Right now I have to do a more important thing, which is to recover the stolen goods from Broome. The plague artifact!"

"Have you found the stolen holy weapon?" Vashtor asked.

It heard about the recent loss of the Holy Artifact by the Death Guard. Mortal warriors like McCain also laughed at the stupidity of the Death Guard, but Vashtor felt that there must be another hidden reason behind this matter.

"Of course, it's on Broome. I'll organize people to take it back."

"If you still want us to join forces and face the invasion of powerful enemies together, then show me your sincerity."

"Whether it's demon engines, weapons, or anything else we need, how much you give us will directly reflect your sincerity!"

Now it's Typhonse's turn to give orders to Vashtor.

But Vashtor only felt helpless after hearing this. It felt that it was necessary to let Typhons understand that it did not have to protect the Eye of Terror. It could leave the Eye of Terror and go wherever it wanted, but Typhons and the others could not. Losing your home in the Eyes of Fear means being dependent on someone else.

And Typhons actually used this matter as a bargaining chip to ask for benefits.

"I remind you, my Plague Warlock also saw something." When Vashtor was about to refute, Typhons pointed to McCain aside: "His Warmaster is on Broome. Appeared."

McCain's expression suddenly changed and he looked at Vashtor in shock.

This is different from what Vash'tor said, which said the Warmaster was recuperating in his realm.

"Prophecies are not reliable." Vashtor refuted Typhons, but after careful consideration, he agreed, "Go to Broome, and I will give you whatever you need. But we will go with you. "

(End of this chapter)