Warhammer 40: Gods Of Mortals

Chapter 841 Sudden Attack

The New Vengeful Spirit encountered a sudden disaster.

There was no reaction from the augur.

The wizards in the fleet, the plague warlocks and the psykers in the Black Legion, these guys wearing various detection equipment made by Vashtor, detected nothing.

The Vengeful Spirit was attacked in an instant.

The attack was so sudden.

When Typhons, Vashtor, and the surviving servants of the Blood God were discussing whether to cooperate next and the results were about to pop up, the command deck of the battleship was smashed through.

What's even more outrageous is that what crashed through the deck was a battleship.

Then the battleship suddenly disappeared, leaving behind only the corpses of hundreds of thousands of dead and injured slaves, the raging fire in the battleship, and the wet documents that kept reporting the damage.

The entire body of the New Spirit of Vengeance, which was less than twenty kilometers long, was hit with a huge damage area of ​​about one kilometer in diameter.

If the fleet sailed in the real universe, the entire battleship would have sunk. Even if it did not sink, it would be over, because the vacuum environment would suck all the crew members out of the cabin.

Sixty-six imperial worlds, sixty-six demon worlds.

Ahriman and his party did not go back with the battleship they were on, but teleported out of the battleship and came directly to the shell of the New Vengeful Spirit.

The chief wizard waved his staff gently, and the ground of the command deck rose directly from the ground, and together with the lower building structure of the battleship below, it became a huge arch bridge.

There is no path ahead. The shells and battleship structures that were dented inward during the impact previously served as bridges for Ahriman and his party, but now none of them can find the way.

"We actually paralyzed their defense?" Luperzi couldn't believe what he saw.

Psykers are connected to the Warp, they are psychic, and some psykers are even born knowing the use of many rituals.

It was Typhons who fired just now.

"..."

After the shell was knocked open, a group of people walked in along the damaged area.

Ahriman said nothing.

The powerful wizard continued to walk down the gap.

"You bastard!" The Nurgling on the tumor on Typhons's shoulder snarled angrily, "You actually broke open the shell of the new flagship and rushed in! You damn thing! Where did you get such a powerful power! "

But this was not a problem at all for Ahriman.

Ahriman continued walking down the "arch bridge" while the eyes under his horned helmet looked down at all the enemies in the bridge with ruthless, cold and contemptuous eyes.

Then the soldier's body was thrown aside by Ahriman.

"I have prepared for this operation for a long time, paid a lot of money, and asked others to pay a lot of money for me." The ethereal voice directly echoed in everyone's ears.

The sound of bolter fire rang out.

As for psykers like Ahriman, psykers who pursue knowledge naturally know more rituals, but in order to achieve the current effect, he must pay a lot of price, or let others pay the price for him.

boom--

ceremony.

A bomb crossed hundreds of meters and came to Ahriman, who used his spiritual power to pull up the corpse of a veteran of the Black Legion's eternal war and blocked the incoming bomb.

Everything on it, including population, environment, history, historical emotions, love and hate, all have become the price of the ritual.

Others would have various opinions as to whether this ritual was worth it, but Ahriman felt that it was really worth it.

Because the power brought by this ritual not only allowed Ahriman to control a warship inserted into the new Spirit of Vengeance, it could even block other warships trying to come for reinforcements.

The Black Legion and a small number of other warships from the Khorne warband were rushing towards the flagship called the New Spirit of Vengeance, which was actually a cruiser. However, they soon discovered that no matter how hard the warships moved forward, they could not get even half a step closer to the flagship. .

"Luperzi!" "Luperzi!"

The roar suddenly reached the ears of Luperzi behind Ahriman.

The latter looked for the sound and saw a former battle brother.

"You damn traitor! I will punish you for the Gene Father! Punish you for betraying the Legion!"

"I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!"

The warrior wearing the Terminator roared and ran towards Luperzi.

"One piece." Luperzi unsheathed his sword and prepared to fight, "Sons of Abaddon!"

But Ahriman clearly didn't want Luperzi to waste his time in a small role.

When the roaring warrior rushed toward Luperzi, he just made a slashing motion, but his body immediately stopped.

"Stop," Ahriman said. "Shut up."

The warrior's mouth disappeared from his face, and his whole body remained completely motionless.

Then Lupelzi swung his sword, causing the blood of the former battle brothers to spatter on the spot.

The soul is sucked into the magic sword.

The magic sword let out a cheerful laugh, instilling its tempered strength into its master.

Luperzi took a deep breath, then exhaled tremblingly, and finally glanced fiercely at all the former battle brothers present who were either buried in the rubble with only their heads visible, or standing there glaring at him.

"Where is your current master?"

"Sons of Abaddon, answer me."

As he spoke, Luperzi looked around, hoping to see the damn figure holding a forging hammer.

He had heard that since Abaddon's life and death were unknown, the Black Legion had been taken over by another abomination.

The abomination was even a warp creature, a daemon.

But Vash'tor is not in the command deck now.

Typhons looked around, and when he found that Vashtor was missing, he immediately got up and ran in the opposite direction to the enemy.

This is a shameful act driven by fear.

A rumor circulated among the many followers of Nurgle that the Father God was branded with fear, and that its effects would gradually spread to all believers.

Typhons doesn't know whether this is true or not. Anyway, his current fear is not the fear of death, but the fear that he may be reshaped after death and lose himself again.

"Please kill him and I will read his mind," Ahriman told Luperzi.

Luperchi rushed forward with his sword in hand.

Typhons turned around and unleashed a psychic blast.

The scepter in Ahriman's hand touched the ground, and the impact that Luperzi was about to mobilize his psychic powers to deal with disappeared.

Then the son of Horus stepped forward and chopped off Typhons' head with a sword.

"Disgusting stuff."

Luperzi crushed the Nurgling on the corpse's tumor with his foot.

The power absorbed by the magic sword was also transmitted into Luperzi's body again, weakly strengthening him.

(End of this chapter)