My Great Nephew, You Put That Beautifully

As the pinnacle of Ultramarines, he has undergone rigorous blood training since childhood and has experienced countless life and death battles. His physical strength is higher than that of ordinary warriors, and he can be called the top combat power among Ultramarines.

The sacred blood of Primarch's gift flows in his body, and Psionic Energy's blessings from Son of War linger around him. His body, martial arts, Psionic Energy, and will have all reached their peak.

In addition, behind him, he also leads a hundred elite Ultramarines escorts, all of whom are veterans of hundreds of battles, with peak combat prowess and overwhelming fighting spirit.

Meeting on a narrow road, facing a fateful duel, without any hesitation or concession.

The fierce war blade cut through the sea of stars, and the sacred light swept across the heaven and earth. Calgar jumped up, the majestic power burst out, and the majestic war roar shook the stars.

"For Guilliman! For Ultramar!!"

"Chaos monsters dare to set foot on my homeland. Today, I will kill all the filth and defend my homeland!"

A cold roar echoed in the sea of stars, a blue figure came through the air, and the sharp sword carried divine pressure and struck directly at Mortarion's head.

Mortarion was caught off guard and tried to dodge in a hurry, but found that all directions were blocked by the powerful Ultramarines.

This group of warriors originated from the improved bloodline of Guilliman. Their physical strength crushes Imperium Adeptus Custodes. Their movements are swift, their fighting power is violent, and their vitality is extremely tenacious. Even if they are seriously injured, they are still fearless of death, like an immortal fighting spirit.

The densely packed soldiers blocked all escape routes and restricted his movements. They allowed him to slash with his sword. Even though his flesh was fester, they were still fearless and held him back.

The powerful body is difficult to defeat, and the violent attacks cannot be broken away. Mortarion is trapped in the sea of stars, in a dilemma.

In such a hurry, there was no time to escape.

The next second, Calgar's figure soared into the sky, leaping in the air, wrapped in a rich blue-gold sacred fire, and surrounded by Guilliman's unique power of order. The sharp sword light cut through the sky and struck Mortarion's shoulder.

The scorching holy fire swept through his body in an instant, and the fierce power penetrated the armor and was imprinted on his flesh and blood, turning into an eternal wound.

The blue-gold flame burned wantonly on the flesh and blood, and the searing pain swept through the soul, becoming an unforgettable shadow of Mortarion.

One move caused severe damage and was extremely humiliating.

Calgar stood in the sky, condescending, looking at the embarrassed Mortarion with cold eyes, and raised a cold sarcasm from the corner of his mouth, joking words that directly hit the soul.

"Long time no see, Mortarion."

"Death Guard Primarch, who used to be a powerful Milky Way, has now become a corrupt slave of Chaos."

"The person I want to kill today was never you."

"Tell your subordinate Death Guard Primarch Typhus to wait for my blade and personally end his sins!"

"The one I want to defeat is not you, Death Guard's first company commander, Mortarion!"

"Call Typhus to come see me!"

This sarcastic remark can be called the ultimate taunt in the Chaos camp against Death Guard and Mortarion.

Far across the sea of stars, galloping among Milky Way, the wild and unruly White Scars Primarch Khan.

Hearing this sarcasm, I couldn't help but clap my hands and praise him repeatedly. Every sentence hit home and every word was heart-wrenching.

White Scars Khan: Wonderful, my good nephew, this is so wonderful!

When facing Death Guard Primarch, you should say such rubbish!

A joke completely ignited Mortarion's final anger.

Extreme humiliation and anger intertwined, the figure of Calgar appeared in his eyes.

Gradually integrated with White Scars Primarch ten thousand years ago, so unruly, so sharp, so unscrupulous.

That's how Khan mocked him back then.

On the wall of Terra, the great angel said to Khan that if you grow the website, thousands of lives will be saved.

So Khan went!

Even though he went there, Khan did not feel wronged and mocked Mortarion's original title Death Guard.

As everyone knows, this sarcastic remark that goes straight to the soul is not accidental.

As early as ten thousand years ago, Guilliman had an insight into the source of Death Guard's depravity, and saw through the obsession and weakness in Mortarion's heart. He specially included this taunting sentence in Imperium's 10,000-year record as an exclusive taunt against Death Guard.

As a capable general under Killian, Calgar has long been familiar with the classics and is well versed in the wisdom of Primarch. It was just right to blurt it out at this moment.

Looking at Mortarion who was furious and on the verge of collapse in front of him, Calgar couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Primarch's wisdom is ultimately superior to all things.

As soon as the words fell, hundreds of elite guards broke out together, the sacred power intertwined and gathered together, and jointly launched a killing power.

The ultimate power of order swept across the sky, and sacred war blades flew all over the sky. Even though they were Daemon Primarch, Mortarion still found it difficult to withstand such a majestic combined attack.

The violent attacks piled up layer by layer, and the sacred power continued to erode his decaying body. Finally, under the overwhelming offensive, Mortarion's demonic body shattered into pieces.

It was not a simple defeat, not a brief expulsion, but a complete shattering. The body collapsed, the soul collapsed, and they were all annihilated in the sea of stars.

Even though he was Daemon Primarch and possessed the immortal power bestowed by the abyss, Mortarion still spent a huge amount of Nurgle's original power and exhausted all the power gifted by the abyss before he could barely reshape his body and escape back to Nurgle's Garden in embarrassment.

The successive setbacks and humiliations completely broke the mind of this fallen Primarch.

Today, Mortarion has fallen into extreme autism.

Whenever you catch a glimpse of the blue-gold light, your soul will tremble involuntarily, and a biting shadow will linger around your soul, turning into eternal fear.

A mere Ultramarines's predecessor, Chapter Master, possessed such terrifying combat power that it was enough to crush him to the point of collapse.

If you face Guilliman, who has now integrated the power of Emperor and its combat power has skyrocketed, the consequences can be imagined.

Mortarion thought to himself, feeling endless fear in his heart.

If he rashly goes to challenge Guilliman, the final outcome may be the same as Chaos's overlord Abaddon.

Let the opponent crush you wantonly, without any power to fight back.

What's more, compared to Abaddon, who has been fighting for many years, has experienced hundreds of battles, and is full of resilience, his soul origin and physical strength are far inferior.

In other words, his health bar may not be as thick as Abaddon.