Warhammer 40k: Collector of Terra

Chapter 16 The Dance of Death
If it continues to land as planned, it will definitely alarm the Chaos Demon.

After carefully studying the terrain map, the Orion gunboat finally landed in an open space a few kilometers away from the Governor's Palace.

Near this clearing is a maintenance access road for maintenance lines.This passage allows loyalists to directly reach the interior of the Governor's Palace without any hindrance.

The shield captain led the imperial army to push open the dusty door of the passage. Dust fell from the sky like raindrops, and a dark and deep corridor suddenly appeared in front of the original body.

The loyalists grasped the weapons in their hands and stepped into this unknown darkness!After a short march, everyone had arrived at the gate at the end of the passage.

When the gate opened, everyone was slightly startled by the scene in front of them!
Sculptures and oil paintings by masters are neatly placed on the walls on both sides of the corridor!The value of every piece of art here is enough for an ordinary person to work tirelessly for a lifetime.

In today's administrative system of the empire, embezzlement and corruption have become the norm for most officials!It is obvious that the planetary governor here is also one of the empire's worms.

"These worms!" The original body was slightly angry, but it was obviously not a good time to think about this issue now.

The loyalists ignored the priceless artwork, and after quietly slaying several Chaos Daemons blocking the way, the original body finally reached the deepest part of the Governor's Mansion.

What came into view was a huge ballroom.

The pollution from Chaos has long eroded the planet, but puzzlingly, this ballroom does not seem to have been affected in any way.

There was still a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere in the ballroom.

The red wine and champagne produced in [Garden World] are neatly placed on the table, and the spotless tableware shines under the warm yellow light!There seems to be a faint smell of perfume.

Amidst the melodious music, countless well-dressed nobles were dancing in the center of the ballroom!As the skirt surged, the grand round dance came to an end.

But then, a melodious classical music played again!
Accompanied by the sweet music, the nobles skillfully exchanged dance partners and once again participated in this never-ending dance.

The atmosphere of the ball should have been relaxed and joyful, but there was no sign of enjoyment on the faces of these nobles!Some... there is only boundless fear like a tide.

In fact, the dance of these nobles lasted for two days and two nights.

The culprit behind all this is a Nurgle plague called the "Dance of Death"!People infected with this Nurgle virus will dance wildly in a state of extreme excitement.

Until the body's energy is exhausted, and eventually it dies of exhaustion.

This is a vicious curse from Nurgle!And it was Mortarion, the Son of Plague, who infected these borers with the virus.

Although Mortarion has betrayed the Empire, this does not mean that he has any good feelings towards these borers!As a former warrior, the Son of Death is most disgusted by these guys who think they are superior to others.

"Since you like dancing so much, dance all at once!" These were the exact words that the Son of Death said to the worms of the Empire.

Similar to Mortarion, the Primarch also hated these greedy borers!The Primarch and the Custodes ignored the frightened nobles and walked straight to a secret compartment deep in the ballroom.There is the treasure house used by the planetary governor to store treasures, and the alien creation [Eye of Darkness] is stored here.

At the Primarch's signal, the Shield Captain used the bolt gun in his hand to blast open the treasure house's gate!In an instant, an indescribable stench came out from the gap in the gate.

With a sound like pus gushing, a group of betrayers covered with abscesses and swellings poured out of the treasure house!It can be vaguely seen from the legion emblem covered in pus that they once belonged to the glorious No. 14 legion.

Since these stinky pigs have appeared here, Mortarion, Son of the Plague, the primarch of the Death Guard, must also be nearby!
Sure enough, a strange green mist gushes out from the gap in the gate!Under the gaze of the original body, the green mist slowly condensed into a huge figure exuding a foul odor.

Son of Death - Mortarion!
Under the distortion of the power of subspace, Mortarion's handsome face inherited from the Emperor has become extremely ugly!Pustules, lumps and various growths covered every corner of his body.

White maggots crawled in and out of the wounds on the betrayer's face, and pale yellow pus slowly dripped down with the movements of the maggots...

Such a scene is disgusting!
The moment he saw the primarch, Mortarion's disgusting face showed a trace of unusually clumsy exaggeration.

It was obvious that Mortarion had learned of Gawain's existence from Abaddon in advance.

"Look what I found? A Primarch I don't recognize!" Mortarion grinned, "My dear brother, are you looking for this?"

The Son of Plague opened his palm, and an orb that looked like it was carved from obsidian was lying quietly in the traitor's palm.

There is no doubt that this black orb is the [Eye of Dark Night] that the empire and the betrayers have been fighting for.

Now that the Eye of Night has fallen into Mortarion's hands, there's nothing left to talk about!The original body drew out the Emperor's Sword from his waist, and pointed the sharp blade straight at the fallen Emperor's son.

When Mortarion saw clearly the [Emperor's Sword] in the primarch's hand, the Plagueson's face showed undisguised disdain.

"What a surprise that our great father would hand over the Emperor's Sword to you! It seems that the old guy has chosen you as his heir."

Mortarion suddenly grinned, and white maggots fell to the ground along the corners of his mouth.

"If that's the case, then I have no choice but to accept your life! The fall of the emperor's successor will surely bring turmoil to that decadent empire."

Mortarion opened his death wings full of decay, and then pulled out the death sickle wrapped in viruses and fungi from the gap between the wings.

The two powerful primarchs looked at each other, and the battle was about to begin!
"Mortarion, you will pay the price for your betrayal!" The Primarch, wearing sacred armor, leaped high.

The Emperor's Sword, overflowing with spiritual energy, emitted a bright blue light, and with a dull roar, the Emperor's Sword and the Death Scythe collided fiercely.

The collision of the two legendary weapons sparked a burst of dazzling sparks, and a violent shock wave spread out in all directions with their bodies as the center.

(End of this chapter)