信仰能否力挽狂澜？——神之瘟疫的原体交锋简读（2）(3)

Huge, armoured feet crunched into the battlefield’s debris. Mortarion shook out his wings and fixed Guilliman with blind, white eyes.
——他在头盔后的脸露出了微笑。若他错了的话。期待的决斗将转瞬即逝。
但罗伯特的战略头脑并没有算错。当苍翼卷起腐蚀的雾浪。莫塔里安从云霄落下。
基里曼发出了秘密的编码通讯。智库团体立刻集结在战舰传送平台处，时刻准备于原体的装甲咆哮的制动时就位。
‘Hello, brother,’
‘I never turn from a fight,’ said Guilliman. ‘Do you?’
“你好啊，兄弟。”
“我可从没避战过，你呢，兄弟？”
‘And you know this is a Trap for you, and I know you have laid a Trap for me. Our game goes on.’Fumes billowed from his respirator. ‘You don’t really have the capability to target my Legion, do you? The storm sees to that. You used a beacon, correct? That was an expensive toy you used there. I doubt you’ve got many of those.’