Chapter 325

Morge and Margit flapped their wings and, almost without encountering any obstruction, flew to the side of Hera Fortress atop the Seven Peaks.

The two moved their raven eyes, vigilantly observing the Ultramarines patrolling on the city walls.

This was the first time the two had seen Astartes, the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang of Mankind's Angels of Death.

For Morge and Margit, who were originally hive-world mutants, let alone Astartes, even the Astra Militarum were legends to them, people above people.

"I really don't know what Zhou Yun's identity is, to actually live directly inside the Ultramarines' fortress."

Morge said, scratching his scalp with his bird feet.

"And the Grandfather actually entrusted us to 'invite' him to visit the garden."

Morge vaguely sensed that Zhou Yun's identity might be higher than he had previously known, to the extent that even the Grandfather had to invite him.

"He seemed to say he was some kind of chosen one of the angels; could it be true?"

"That little girl he carries with him has the power of the Cursed One; perhaps she is the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's chosen one?" Margit pondered and said.

At the time when the Grandfather gave them this task, he was very vague about Zhou Yun's identity.

Things like Greed Dissolution, Malicious Craft, a competitor of little Vashtorr, a candidate for the Fifth, etc. —Morge and Margit couldn't understand at all.

They went to ask a Nurgling they were familiar with, but most Nurglings just giggled foolishly and couldn't provide much effective information.

And Morge and Margit only knew Nurglings in Nurgle's Garden.

"Be careful, focus your attention; they are all Ultramarines, although not as good as the Blood Angels, they are also Angels of Death of the Cursed One."

Margit said in a low tone.

The two of them were Ashfold people; Ashfold was close to Baal, and they had much deification and worship of the Blood Angels.

In reality, the two's understanding of Astartes came entirely from street wild history.

"I heard that the Ultramarines' brains are so big they all grow in their chest cavities, so they are the smartest of all Astartes."

"But they are also the most ambitious; every Ultramarine is the king of a planet, directly ruling countless mortals."

"It is said that Ultramarines Chapter Master Calgar's fists are as big as two armored vehicles, and he can lift a hive-world tower with one hand."

"But Ultramarines also have weaknesses; they run very slowly, which is why they couldn't reach Terra ten thousand years ago."

"It is said that Ultramarines are also very good at digging tunnels; there is a planet called Calth where everything is tunnels."

"But Ultramarines also taboo mentioning the two words 'Calth'; perhaps they don't want others to know about the tunnels they dug."

Morge and Margit, separated by more than ten meters from Hera Fortress, discussed their understanding of Ultramarines in low voices.

At the same time, the two vigilantly observed the Ultramarines patrolling on the walls of Hera Fortress.

Leading the patrol was an Ultramarine wearing a pair of heavy power fists, his body full of mechanical prosthetics, and standing beside him was an Astartes wearing Terminator power armor and holding a power sword.

Morge and Margit guessed that this Ultramarine must have been too severely injured and disabled, which is why he was assigned to patrol duty.

However, such a respectable warrior, his experience might be exceptionally rich; the two had to find an opportunity to avoid their sight.

Just then, the Ultramarine equipped with power fists turned his head to communicate in a low voice with the Terminator warrior beside him.

"Opportunity!" Morge and Margit seized this momentary opportunity, flew rapidly across the sky, and flew directly into Hera Fortress.

"Two mongrels," Ultramarine First Company Captain Agemman said, unable to help himself as he looked at the two ravens that were in full view of his superhuman vision.

These two bumpkins from Nurgle's Garden didn't know where they crawled out from.

Did they actually think that from more than ten meters away, an Astartes couldn't hear their conversation? Did they think the superhuman hearing the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang bestowed upon them and the automatic sensing system on their power armor were just for show?

And the things they said...

Ultramarines' brains grow in their chest cavities? Ultramarines are ambitious? Ultramarines run very slowly? Ultramarines are not as good as Blood Angels?

And Calth! These two damn stupid birds actually dared to make fun of Calth!

"My Lord!" Agemman gritted his teeth and couldn't help but look at Chapter Master Calgar beside him: "Is it really not necessary to stop them?"

"The two of them are of mutant origin from Ashfold, and seem to be old acquaintances of Lord Zhou Yun."

Ultramarines Chapter Master Calgar looked at the power fist on his hand and said, not knowing what he was thinking:

"Don't worry about them; Lord Mephiston and Tigurius have been watching them."

Hearing this, Agemman became even more indignant.

"Is the Plague God looking down on us a bit?" Agemman lowered his voice and said to Calgar: "Last time, the Lady of Thirst sent the Daemon Primarch Fulgrim, and the Plague God just sent two stupid birds?"

"Just a difference in strategy."

Calgar shook his head; he looked at his fists and muttered to himself in a low voice:

"The rumors outside are really too exaggerated; lift a hive-world spire? I only lifted a Necron anti-aircraft tower."

Morge and Margit flew cautiously in mid-air; they were vigilant in spirit, avoided the sight of every sentry, and searched for Zhou Yun's tracks in Hera Fortress.

Finally, they discovered that in one area, the patrolling Astartes were holding the kind of toy sword Zhou Yun had once used, which was clearly related to Zhou Yun.

They flew straight into this area and began to search for Zhou Yun's location.

"Where exactly is Zhou Yun? We can't just fly down and ask, can we?" Morge asked, fluttering his bird feathers and landing on an unoccupied marble platform.

"It's already the limit that we can avoid the eyes of all Astartes—but it's really strange, there are guards on the platforms in other locations, why are there none in many parts of this area?" Margit said with some confusion and vigilance.

The Doraemon Chapter Astartes warrior standing to the side wearing a Blindness Star was silent for a moment.

If it weren't for Lord Mephiston using his psychic powers to notify them not to pay attention, they would have sent these two damn birds away with a bolt shell long ago.

He silently opened the communication equipment and sent the conversation of these two birds to the chapter channel.

For a time, the chapter channel was full of voices that couldn't hold back their laughter.

Then Lord Mephiston's gloomy voice sounded: "Overestimated them; I was originally waiting for them to throw themselves into the net. I'll go catch them now; you all continue doing your own things."

"Hmm?" Margit suddenly raised his bird head and looked below the platform.

He saw a pale Astartes wearing power armor carved with scarlet walking toward this side.

The power armor on that Astartes was exceptionally terrifying, just like the scarlet muscles exposed after a person is skinned, and beside him followed a girl with Ashfold features and a scar on her face.

"Xiang Xiang Leina of the Ark Gang?!"

As an Ashfold person, Margit naturally knew Xiang Xiang Leina, one of the top gang leaders in the lower hive.

"Bad, we've been discovered, run!"

Margit roared in a low voice, fluttered his wings, and flew into mid-air; Morge hurriedly followed.

"Down!!!"

That Astartes cloaked in scarlet power armor suddenly spoke, and the cold voice slammed into Margit.

Margit instantly identified that this was the Voice of Seduction; he had seen it on the Genestealer psyker in Ashfold.

But the feeling was completely different.

Margit felt that everything in his raven body was occupied by that powerful and cold psychic power, covered by the will of that psychic Astartes.

Then, Margit fluttered his wings, flew down like a puppet, and landed in the palm of that pale Astartes psyker.

"Chapter Leader Xiang Xiang Leina, it just so happens there is another target; you can try to release the Voice of Seduction in the way I taught you before."

"After all, the Voice of Seduction is a psychic spell you knew before; theoretically, as long as you control the intensity of the psychic power wrapping your consciousness, you can release it perfectly," the pale psychic Astartes said to Xiang Xiang Leina beside him.

Xiang Xiang Leina nodded slightly, took a deep breath, and looked at Morge, who was struggling to escape in mid-air—

"Down!!!!"

Bang!!!!

Margit watched in horror as Morge's body exploded in the sky, like a blood-colored firework, scattered within an area of five or six meters nearby, landing on the ground one after another.

The pale psyker was bathed in the blood rain produced by Morge's explosion and said in a flat tone:

"At least it did come down, and you have improved; that rabbit last time seemed to have exploded ten-plus meters away."

The Grandfather comforted Morge's soul, which seemed to have suffered great mental trauma, and put him back among the Nurglings who were worrying about him.

Too brutal, that psychic girl, actually tearing Morge's body into that state.

A deep sense of apology arose in Nurgle's heart; he had given this child too heavy a responsibility, which was why he ended up like this.

He still remembered the way the Nurglings rushed over, begging Nurgle to save the souls of the two brothers, Morge and Margit.

Although their souls were not worth mentioning, although they only had failures, Nurgle, through the words of the Nurglings, knew that they were two good children who tried their best to save their planet.

Nurgle chose to save their souls, but whether they could withstand even the smallest bit of his blessing depended entirely on their own will.

Fortunately, they did endure it and became one of the residents of Nurgle's Garden; the Grandfather didn't bother with them much after that.

It was Isha's suggestion earlier that he gave them the task of visiting Zhou Yun.

Now it seems this task was a bit heavy for them.

Nurgle was full of apologies and intended to give them some compensation as much as possible.

Of course, there must be rewards; after all, although Morge failed, Margit...

Margit stood on the table, curling his body, looking at Zhou Yun in front of him.

"I didn't expect that seeing you would be so full of difficulties," Margit said in a low voice.

"... I also didn't expect to see you two brothers again... uh, Morge didn't seem to make it."

Zhou Yun couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth a few times:

"And is there a possibility that it's not that seeing me is too difficult, but that you two are too outdated?"

(End of chapter)