Wither grenades fired from a large number of wither launchers were blasted into the air by the buzzing metal ten rings!
Countless plague poisonous mist and fragments of shrapnel, which are extremely terrifying to ordinary Astartes, are scattered throughout the entire bridge like a violent storm.
However, as the original body, Rorschach inherited the detoxification organ and the airtight vibranium power armor from Mortarion, making him unafraid of the deadly toxins.
At this moment, a large number of dark shadows were wrapped around his huge body.
The whole person is like an elusive shadow ghost, jumping back and forth around the fat-bellied Wither Overlord Terminators to attack!
Tsk tsk tsk!
And each time, the Blood Scythe, surrounded by green light, fell forcefully from mid-air.
Any Blight Overlord Terminator who tries to fight back with a Corrupted Flail or a Power Scythe will be completely split in two like a hot knife cutting through corrupted butter!
Faced with this level of horrific injuries, even these Nurgle believers with extremely strong vitality cannot bear it.
Perhaps if Nurgle continues to bless them, they can be resurrected on the spot, but the Chaos Gods will never engage in loss-making business.
Kakaka——
At this moment, Rorschach suddenly appeared with a dark shadow wrapped around his huge body, repeatedly waving the Blood Scythe in his palm.
He forcibly cut off the thick arms, legs and feet of the last Wither Overlord Terminator still standing.
Then he stepped heavily on the opponent's corrupt breastplate with a heavy magnetic boot, and asked in a low voice:
"Tell me, why did your Sixth Plague Company of the Death Guard appear on the edge of the Extreme Star Territory? Don't tell me that you were lost in the subspace!"
"Hehehe... The Pale King will definitely cheer for the arrival of his original brother, and the great Vanguard Lord will definitely avenge us! You are just a lackey of the Corpse King, how can you resist the attacks from Chaos?
The majestic power of the gods!”
The Withered Overlord Terminator, which was missing its limbs, slightly raised its green helmet with incomplete eyepieces.
The other party said sarcastically to Rorschach in a wet rumble like drowning.
"You traitors have been degenerated for so long that you don't even know how to speak basic human words?"
At this moment, Rorschach, who shook his skull helmet slightly, suddenly took out several tubes of golden Emperor's blood from the storage space of the vibranium power armor.
He opened one of the tubes and poured the Emperor's blood, which gradually burned upon sensing the spiritual energy of Chaos, onto a vibranium iron fist.
"Originally, if you had spoken nicely, I could have given you a happy life... Now, it's hard for you to die even if you want to!"
Rorschach just finished speaking.
He moved very slowly and thrust the vibranium iron fist burning with psychic flames into the huge abdominal cavity with damaged armor of the Wither Overlord Terminator.
Countless rotten and smelly green intestines melted quickly like boiling rich soup, emitting wisps of yellow and green rotten odor.
"ah--"
In an instant, the Withered Overlord Terminator, who originally looked tough, let out an uncontrollable roar of pain.
The opponent's mutilated torso with missing limbs bounced repeatedly on the cold floor, but it was still unable to stop any of Rorschach's movements!
What makes the Wither Overlord Terminator even more incredible is that.
Just when more psychic flames are about to destroy its important organs and tissues and completely end its life.
The silent Rorschach pulled out the burning vibranium iron fist and allowed the opponent's powerful vitality to heal his injuries!
"Damn Primarch! Kill me! Why don't you kill me!"
A few minutes later, Luo Xia saw that the injury in the opponent's body had almost recovered.
He was just about to lean over and continue to inflict the horrific punishment just now.
The Withered Overlord Terminator lying on the ground suddenly roared in the direction of Rorschach like a mad dog.
"Tell me the plans and purposes of your Death Guard, and I promise to give you a happy life. Otherwise, even if Nurgle comes in person, you will continue to suffer the pain that goes deep into your soul!"
Rorschach, who was wearing a skull helmet, said to the other party in a low tone.
Rorschach had just finished speaking.
The Chaos traitor, whose spirit and will were obviously weaker, immediately spoke:
"We, the Ferrymen, the Sixth Plague Company, under the orders of Lord Mortarion, are deploying Demonic Death Knells to countless worlds within Ultramar. Once this kind of blasphemous device is deployed properly, it can span astronomical distances.
distance, and at the same time awaken a large number of corpses of the dead buried in the world, giving the people of every imperial world a great mental blow and psychological pressure, thus triggering more rebellions and deaths!"
"Demon's Death Knell? Is that some kind of subspace weapon or a creation of chaos?"
Luo Xia lowered his vibranium iron fist slightly and continued to ask the other party.
Rorschach, who seemed to be fearful and ruthless, once again inflicted psychic burns on himself that touched the depths of his soul.
The Wither Overlord Terminator quickly revealed everything it knew to Rorschach.
"Yes and no, to be precise, the Demonic Death Knell is actually a by-product created by Lord Mortarion through studying an ancient Chaos artifact called the 'Hand of Darkness'. This Chaos artifact was also a gift from the famous Warmaster Abaddon.
A precious gift to Lord Mortarion..."
"Ah, why is it Abaddon again? He is involved everywhere... I should have worked harder and killed him directly!"
Rorschach muttered to himself as he sighed vaguely from inside the skull helmet.
The Wither Overlord Terminator lying on the floor also wisely closed his mouth and pretended not to hear the original body's words.
"Speaking of which, what we have encountered now is only your small fleet. Where is the main fleet of your Sixth Plague Company?"
Rorschach, whose thoughts were spinning rapidly, suddenly asked the Wither Overlord Terminator below.
"Master Primarch, I am just a Terminator veteran of the Death Guard. I really don't know these complicated things, and the only Chaos Sorcerer who knows the route and target has just been completely torn to pieces by you..."
At this moment, the Withering Overlord Terminator explained helplessly to Rorschach above.
"That's right, then you are useless..."
After hearing the other party's words, Rorschach shook his skull helmet slightly.
The next second, he suddenly opened the five fingers of the still burning vibranium iron fist.
He grabbed the Wither Overlord Terminator's entire head and lifted it into the air!
"Ah You--"
The Withering Overlord Terminator, whose whole body was shaking non-stop, suddenly let out an extremely high-pitched scream.
Countless fiercely burning psychic flames quickly penetrated deep into the head and seven orifices.
It brought a terrible burning that far exceeded all the painful experiences in the past!
"I said I would give you a happy death, but I didn't say who would die happily..."
Rorschach stared at the Chaos traitor burning in the palm of his hand and whispered.