Warhammer: I don’t want to be a can of worms! ! !

Barbarus, the northern mountain range, the territory of the alien lord Nakre, the top of the mountain.

Now.

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On the top of the highest mountain in Barbarus, the poisonous fog is silently shrouding, spinning, and lingering here.

The wind blew, and the original body crossed the distance of half a basketball court in just a few tenths of a second!

Silent raging anger burned in Mortarion's eyes. Relying on the inertia of rushing over at extremely high speed, he raised his scythe——

"clang!!!"

"throat!!!"

Mortarion's full blow was blocked by Naklay's giant scythe of Annihilation. Sparks burst out from the junction of the two scythes. The sparks flew everywhere, shining out the anger in Mortarion's eyes.

Nacre held the sickle in both hands and pressed the sickle against Mortarion's sickle blade.

For a moment, one person and one alien were confronting each other with all their strength. Mortali stepped forward and exerted his strength, twisting the sickle pole and slashing the sickle downwards, and the solid rock under his feet was even stepped out of a deep pit.

Compared to Mortarion, who was full of anger, Naklay, who used all his strength to remove the blow, seemed more like he was mocking Mortarion's anger.

The tall and strong alien took advantage of Mortarion's slash and squatted down to retract his sickle. The delicate balance of force that the two had just established was instantly broken.

Mortarion immediately retracted his scythe and moved forward to hook his scythe, but the alien lord Nacre knew Mortarion's next move. After retracting his scythe, he immediately retreated and jumped away, holding the scythe in one hand and opening the other at the same time. Open your five fingers and point at Mortarion opposite.

Weird black and green spiritual energy fluctuations were violently moving between its fingers,

"My ridiculous son!"

The psychic energy fluctuations exploded instantly, and the huge psychic energy stirred and even distorted the surrounding space!

But Mortarion on the opposite side no longer panicked like he did when he was a child. Mortarion laughed angrily.

"It seems that you really haven't cared about what your children have been doing at the foot of the mountain in the past few years!"

Before Mortarion finished speaking, Nacre suddenly felt that the surrounding space suddenly became oppressive, the connection with the subspace suddenly weakened, and the laws of the physical world began to squeeze it.

The spiritual energy in its hands suddenly exploded before it could be accumulated to a level it was satisfied with.

At the same time, Mortarion, who had predicted this situation, rushed forward and swung his sickle again, heading straight for Naklay's head!

Nacre was startled by the sudden change, but it recovered instantly. Mortarion's war scythe was already beside him. Seeing that he could not avoid the chopping scythe, Nacre had no time to raise his scythe to guard against it, so he directly stretched out his hand. Holding the sickle, he took the blow forcefully.

Nacre's right hand was cut off directly, blood splattered, but it also successfully blocked Mortarion's fatal blow.

Seeing that he had the advantage, Mortarion immediately took advantage of the victory and pursued the attack. He waved his scythe like rain and attacked Naklay at the fastest speed, forcing it to parry again and again, without the ability to fight back.

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wrong! There is another person here!

Still untouchable!

Only then did Nacre realize that he had been tricked by Mortarion.

At first, Mortarion's charge was not because he was angered by its taunt, but to cover the existence of the second person!

That person must be a mortal and unable to directly intervene in the battle between them, so Mortarion would create an opportunity for him to enter and catch Naklay off guard when he used his sorcery power.

It's careless! It originally thought that no mortal could stand on the top of this mountain.

While Nacre was entangled with Mortarion, he focused his attention on carefully searching for the figure that he considered to be untouchable.

Untouchables can shield themselves from the eyes of others, and for psykers, this shielding ability is even more powerful.

This prevents Nacre from directly detecting the existence of this second person.

But if he doesn't find and kill the untouchable, Nacre will not be able to use psychic witchcraft smoothly!

It quickly peeked at the entire scene, and finally, Nacre noticed on the right side behind it that the aura that made it sick was particularly strong——

over there!

Nacre "saw" it!

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"Don't be distracted!"

Mortarion's scythe waved came again, but Nacre, who had already determined the target, smiled sarcastically, and used his broken right arm to take this attack forcefully!

His right arm slid smoothly under Mortarion's sharp scythe, and the thick blood reluctantly licked the sharp scythe blade. Without any resistance and block, Nacre turned around and jumped, swamping "Nirvana" ", spin and then chop——

It was unable to determine the most specific location of the untouchable person, so it had to take a gamble and expose its backside to Mortarion.

As long as Naklay's next blow can hit the untouchable person, as long as Mortarion's next blow can't kill Naklay,

Then, this victory belongs to Nacre!

"throat!"

Force feedback suddenly came along the sickle shaft,

Nacre smiled, it was right.

Only when he was completely in contact with the "untouchable" could Nacre barely see this blurry human form.

The tattered armor that had been corroded by the poisonous gas was rattling, and his short height only reached Nacre's chest.

At this moment, the little man who had just ruined its good deeds was holding a sickle to block its blow.

But the huge disparity in strength makes it impossible for the two of them to become enemies of the same level. It is said that they are resisting, but in fact, it only lasts a few tenths of a second——

"Click!"

Hades watched helplessly as his sickle shaft broke!

The giant scythe "Nirvana" of the alien lord Naklay went straight towards his head——

too fast!

Hades took advantage of his height advantage to squat down and retreat instantly, but even though he was an elite among mortals, he was still in the ranks of ordinary people and could not keep up with Nacre's speed. The giant scythe hit his helmet directly. above.

With a little concentration, Nacre struck with all his strength.

Hades flew out, his helmet slipped in the air, and the flying blood was mixed with white bone residue, bright red and pale, and instantly turned gray and deteriorated under the poisonous gas.

Hades felt like a tattered rag doll that was thrown directly into the air and then landed lightly on the ground.

The poison gas quickly kissed his exposed head. The left half of his face was scratched by the giant scythe of silence, his left eye was broken, and his skull felt like it was cracked.

It shouldn't be that close.

Nacre's psychic energy was more powerful than any alien lord Hades had ever encountered before. Hades could even feel that his black domain could be counter-pressured by the opposite psychic energy.

In order to better suppress the opponent's psychic energy, Hades had no choice but to take a desperate risk. He compressed the black area to seven meters, followed step by step, and followed Nacre's blind spot.

After Nacre's right hand broke, Hades stood in the blind spot on its right side.

Of course Hades knew that Nacre would find him sooner or later, and he had always been prepared for defense.

But he didn't expect Nacre to be so crazy!

Nacre, who completely abandoned the defense behind him, was instantly torn open by the furious Mortarion with a scythe. His internal organs slipped out of Nacre's wound along the scythe!

Mortarion saw Hades lying on the ground in the distance, about to fall into coma, and his anger became even more insane.

But Nacre was even crazier than him. The tall alien laughed loudly, then raised his right arm with only one section left, and swung it down suddenly——

Huge psychic energy exploded all around Mortarion in an instant, the armor was blown apart, and the fragments scattered with the impact of psychic energy.

Mortarion's eyes suddenly went dark due to the sudden increase in poisonous gas and psychic pressure.

"cough!"

He coughed up a mouthful of black blood with minced flesh,

"Kneel down!!!"

Huge spiritual energy presses again!

——The situation reversed instantly——

Hades was lying on the ground, his vision began to blur. He saw that Mortarion's figure was crumbling under the powerful pressure of psychic energy.

It turns out that I really can't change anything?

Is this the world of Warhammer?

Hades could no longer hold on, and his consciousness gradually slid to the edge of the cliff.

Suddenly I found myself writing five articles in a small dozen, and ten articles in one dozen.

As expected of Warhammer, just do it and it’s done.

By the way, do you like it when I often write about fighting?

Happy reading (ω)