Garo ran, he shuttled through the corridor, the sound of life disappearing behind him, and the team he led was standing behind him, delaying time for him with his life.

The reason why it is Garo is because he is the best record holder in obstacle running in this team.

And not because he is a company commander.

He strode down the corridor, heavy footsteps and heartbeats colliding and thumping, and Garo heard the chase behind him, and they were getting closer and closer, but Garo was just running.

He desperately pressed the channel's communication button, cursing in his heart the technical master of the Death Guard, why was the channel's communication cut off at this time?!

He almost sped up to the fastest, and in Death Guard, speed was not an important part, only some veterans would pay attention to it.

Thankfully, it was him, not some new generation, Garrow thought, especially the Barbaros caste.

But even so, the footsteps behind Garo grew louder and louder, and the distance between them was shrinking at an incredible speed, and it was not the Sons of Horus who were chasing him, and Garo realized that it was Horus.

Horus Lupecar was chasing him personally.

This fact Garo's heart sank to the bottom.

He needed to get this message out there, and perhaps Garo couldn't properly judge the meaning behind it, but he knew the weight of it.

At this point, Garro's mind was becoming clearer, and the best outcome would be for communication to be restored, or for him to encounter the Death Guard's reinforcements, or else—in two minutes or so, he would be overtaken by Horus.

It's a pity that their speed before was just too fast, too good, and the army was deep enough and too far away from their large forces.

After all, until then, their plan was not to return.

Killed aboard the Spirit of Vengeance.

Running through the blood-soaked corridor, blood pouring out of his mouth and nose as he ranched, he prayed to the Lord of Humanity, he prayed that he would be able to accomplish his mission.

Garo also tried to call out to the Pale King, but the Black Realm blocked it, or perhaps because he had never been too religious to Motarian.

But in the end, fate gave him a chance.

There was a rustling sound in the pipe at the end of the corridor, and Garo immediately understood what it was, and he immediately ran over, drew his sword and made a small cut in the pipe, and the metal cut by Garo fell off, revealing a pair of frightened eyes in the pipe.

It was a Whoond auxiliary planting explosives in the pipes, and Garo recognized the tattoo number on her face.

"To answer my question briefly, where are you from, Greyhound?"

He didn't see the Death Guard in the vicinity, the mortal had come to this level from the mouth of the pipe in another level.

"Lower three, my lord." The Hound replied immediately, and she saw Garo's distinctive shoulder armor and realized that it was a Death Guard man.

"It's already occupied by the Death Guard."

It was the lower level, and Garo was delighted, and there were no stairs nearby, so Horus and his warriors couldn't get there quickly, they couldn't get through the narrow pipes—these vertical, several floors that only emaciated mortals could squeeze into.

Also, there may not be a communication shield over there.

"Can you go back and join up with the Death Guard?"

The hound's eyes glanced down, "If I don't want to put explosives, yes, my lord." ”

"Alright," Garo said, "M057, Supreme Command, Soldier, give up your current mission, I need to deliver an important message to the Death Guard forces - Horus wants to blow up Cadia, and the Death Guard needs to attack their fleet on the equator immediately. ”

"Tell them that this message is from Garo, and they will understand."

The hounds stared at him and nodded, and the small, brown-haired woman repeated Garo's words before beginning to climb down the pipe.

Garo stood by the pipe, his hand resting on the cold metal, clenched into fists nervously.

He wanted to hear the news of success, everything was now pinned on that thin mortal, would she succeed? Will she understand what Garo means? Or worse, the Death Guards of the lower three have all failed.

But he no longer had the power to choose, and Garo realized that his nearest small unit of Death Guard was still about ten minutes away.

Garro's heart sank, and he continued to try to open the communication channel while walking some distance back to prevent Horus from discovering the hidden hole in the pipe.

The Death Guard's Temporary Legion Commander is not a reckless man, and under the pressure of Motarian's management, Garo will think of more secure methods, different filing plans, to ensure that the mission is completed.

But the accidents are always endless,

There was the sound of slow footsteps behind him, and Garo turned and drew his sword.

He looked at Horus, who was smiling towards him, and gestured.

Perhaps you should be optimistic, Garo, for it occurred to him that the Greyhound Auxiliaries would be more reliable than ordinary soldiers if they were chosen as suicide bombers.

[Don't run away? 】

Horus said lightly, while Garo just pursed his lips and said nothing.

The sword he had erected was as rough as a child's stick in front of the primordial body.

No Space Marine can really defeat the Primordial, no.

Even though Garo has always been tasked with supervising Motarian and being wary of Motarian's rebellion, even though Garo has been trying to use the Primordial as an imaginary enemy - he has never survived three moves in practice with Motarian.

[You seem to have scared Abaddon," Horus said unhurriedly, as if he was not in a hurry, didn't the original find out that Garo had already passed the message? Or had he already intercepted the mortal soldier?

"I'm just telling me what I do."

Garo said that Horus raised his eyes like a lion who was not in a hurry to kill the hare in his hand,

[I've never seen Abaddon look like that—what did you say?] 】

Garo repeated the phrase, and in the process, he thought Horus would kill him outright.

But Horus was only contemplative, the eyes of the commander were obscure, and the claws of Horus arced up, but Horus was only silent,

Who told you to do this? Horus asked, "Motarian? Or is it the monster? 】

"My father, Motarian."

Garo raised his voice, "The Death Guard never has mercy, and if it is forbidden, the Father of Genes will also be judged!" ”

He roared, "The Lord of Humanity trusts you! He gave you the name of the commander, but you betrayed him! ”

"You deserve to be judged, traitor!"

This completely angered Horus, whose claws stabbed at him with sheer speed, and Garo gave up blocking with his sword, and he swung his sword at Horus's arm—

Clang!

The sound of the broken sword falling to the ground was crisp, like the claws of Horus piercing through the raised Garo, the sharp iron fingers pierced the chest, Horus's index and ring fingers stabbed his two hearts, and the electricity violently burned his internal organs, incinerating everything,

Garo's pupils were distorted, and he saw the scratches on Horus's armarmor that he had slashed out,

[I have never betrayed. Horus said word for word, Galo's blood dripping from the lightning claws, and the primordial shook his head at the damned death guard,

"You... Know you're ...... Do what. ”

Garo said with difficulty,

"Betrayal,"

"You're a traitor... Follower. ”

"I have never betrayed," Horus said through gritted teeth, his eyes burning with rage, his fingers clasped together, and the viscera creaked like plastic,

"You... Towards...... Those who save ...... On knees. ”

[What about Motarian?!] Horus burst into rage, and he pulled Garo closer, staring at his sloppy but calm eyes, "The way he looks—do you really think he's clean?!" 】

With blood pouring from his mouth, Garo didn't answer the original question, just looked at him with pity, as if mocking his self-deception.

[Me! Horus roared, "Yes! Right! Target! 】

He shook Garo off the ground, and Garo was smashed to the end of the corridor, the pipe he had struck made a muffled sound, and his head hung limply as if he were dead.

But Horus knew that Garo wasn't dead yet.

His coughing gasps echoed through the hallways, the loudest gasps for Horus to stop paying attention to a dying man, the news had been intercepted, he didn't want to waste time on it, Motarian was coming,

Horus turned and began to leave.

Bang!

Horus turned his head violently, his back melted by the armor hit by the plasma, and the circulating system pipes beneath it made a faint leaking sound.

Behind him, leaning against the pipe, Garo slowly lowered his hand as he raised his gun.

"For... The Emperor ......"

Horus raised his gun in a rage and fired at Garro, one, two, three...... Finally, he put away his gun and walked away.

The corridor quickly became deserted.

Garo leaned against the pipe, his dilated pupils reflecting two images, the surging darkness on one side and the gray fog on the other.

They were spreading towards him at the same time.

Garo knew what it was, he knew what it meant, and as long as he stretched out his hand, he could leave......

But he can't leave yet.

He still didn't know if his mission had been accomplished, his communication channel still crackling, and Garo waited for the moment when communication would be restored, or if the next Death Guard team would arrive.

Death was close to him, but Garrow refused to leave, and the veteran was stubbornly waiting here, he was Garrow, the temporary commander of the Death Guard, and if Mortarian and Hades were unreliable, he would need to be fully prepared.

Until- he heard the grinding of cloth in the pipe, and the hounds were back?!

Gara's heart rose to the highest in that moment, and there was a slight knocking sound from the pipe he was leaning on, and Garrow gasped and whispered,

“…… I'm here. ”

"Lord Garo, Lord Volks, he has led the fleet to attack, and the White Scar fleet will also go to support."

Garo let out a long sigh of relief, due to the uniqueness of the Death Guard, most people would not know the name of the Death Guard leadership, and the Hounds would only recognize the pattern on the shoulder armor, not what their names were.

If she had given Volks' name, it would have proved that she had delivered the message.

A female voice rang out, "My lord, I brought a medical kit. ”

"No need." Garo gasped, his blurred vision of his almost sparse chest, and learned that the mission was complete...... There's nothing to stay again.

"You're ...... What to come back to..."

Garo saw the fog get closer and closer to him, and he heard the whispers of the other Death Guards, from the dead Death Guards.

"My lord, I'll come back and continue to install explosives."

"Go... bar. ”

"Yes, my lord, I wish you the soul of Hades."

Garo leaned against the pipe, he heard the sound of the mortal continuing to climb up, then the countdown of explosives, and three seconds later, a loud explosion, the sound of some lumps falling down the pipe, and he could smell the smell of blood that didn't belong to him.

Garo saw the black tide surging over, masking the whispers coming from the mist...... He still didn't choose it, Galo's head stared feebly at the ground, and at the last moment, he saw the glorious figure on the throne.

Garo held out his hand.

Not today, because the next chapter can't be finished!

Let's take a look at Death 3 in the distance! Horus Nantong erupted

(End of chapter)