Ron took the spoils and rushed to the planned area, not daring to stop at all.
Now it's like I'm carrying a super nuclear bomb on my back.
In the event of a leak or an overturning of Nurgle's cauldron, the plague's toxins could devastate a large area.
In fact, the plague's toxicity has already leaked slightly.
The large stasis field and the black stone scale layer in the stomach of the digging python could not withstand the erosion of the poisonous fog and were slowly evaporating.
He could sense that the mutant digging python was being eroded and its movement speed was slowing down.
Fortunately, this guy doesn't have a soul, otherwise the plague's toxicity would have had a greater impact, and he might have died before running for long.
"Little guy, we're almost there, hold on!"
Seeing that the digging python was slowly turning green, Ron was a little worried that it would die halfway. If that happened, wouldn't he have to take the blame?
He smashed a can of purification potion into the huge mouth of the Tyranid burrowing python to alleviate the erosion of the plague's toxicity.
However, the plague's poison not only harmed the digging python, but also affected himself.
Ron's fiery demon body suffered double corrosion of body and soul, and he felt a little uncomfortable.
"This thing is a bit scary..."
He wiped the black blood from his nose and drank a bottle of purification potion himself. "It is worthy of being Nurgle's benevolent father's trump card. The semi-finished product is so powerful, then the real plague must be incredible."
It is hard to imagine how toxic the complete form of the divine plague is.
Now that this incredible biological weapon has fallen into our hands, the enemy should be the one who is afraid.
The timing of Ron's attack on the plague factory was perfect. During the final stage of concentration of the plague liquid, he placed it into a force field where both time and space were in eternal stagnation.
Then he swallowed the mutant digging python and used Blackstone technology to cover its tracks to avoid the enemy's pursuit.
The next plan is to find a suitable place to house Nurgle's own artifact, the cauldron, and truly complete the divine plague.
This is not an easy thing to do.
The Cauldron of Nurgle requires a Chaos environment to keep functioning, and a large amount of corrupted fel energy to continue brewing. The only thing left is the blood of the Primarch.
The blood of the Primarch is not a big deal.
Since they had taken over Fabius' laboratory, they had plenty of that kind of blood, and in rich varieties.
The key lies in the creation of a chaotic environment.
In order to create the environment required for the Cauldron of Nurgle, the Great Fluttermoth did not hesitate to lay a dense network of corruption to absorb and gather corrupted evil energy.
I don't know how many lives have been destroyed.
If you want to build the same network yourself, the cost will not be much less than that of the other party. As for the issue of the human soul, it is difficult to deal with.
Who, as a decent human being, would sacrifice so many lives and souls?
Ron pondered.
Fortunately, I already have a specific method, so I just have to see if it works.
…
Not long after.
The mutant digging python he controlled passed through the rock layer, entered a teleportation array, and finally arrived at a hidden space filled with dark, chaotic evil energy and flames.
Strangely, there is not much corrupt evil energy in this chaotic space in West.
That's right, this place does not belong to the Nurgle forces, but is a new open chaotic network world independently developed by Black Abyss Star, with greater freedom and compatibility.
Ron looked at this chaotic realm located between the real universe and the subspace curtain and felt quite emotional.
My research and control of the subspace has taken another step forward.
This is also thanks to the corrupted machines and corrupted network structures contributed by the Big Flutter Moth, which allowed him to obtain these dark construction skills.
In order to research and crack the corrupted machines and networks, he almost invested all his high-level technical talents:
Kaul, the mechanical goddess Xiaoling, the great wizard, the ever-changing physician, Maou from the Demon Research Institute, the Queen of Black Machinery, etc.
There are also tens of thousands of black oil men participating.
With the support of Blackstone technology, Warp Webway technology and the dark knowledge obtained from the secret library of Tzeentch, they finally achieved phased success.
Afterwards, they consumed a vast amount of chaos materials to build their own chaos machines and networks.
Moreover, this chaotic network does not rely on any chaotic evil god, but is controlled by Diablo, the dark side of the little sun.
Safety is ensured to a certain extent.
Of course, his own chaotic network is far smaller in scale than the corrupt network supported by Father Nurgle, and its area is only tens of square kilometers.
This is the limit.
But for the current situation, it is sufficient.
He doesn't need to act like a kind father and pull a super-large star region like Ultramar into the warp.
"Savior, you are finally here!"
The Great Wizard and the All-Changing Healer came forward, looking forward to further researching and completing the ultimate Chaos Plague Virus.
Ugh~
The dark mutant digging python's stomach squirmed and spit out a large machine wrapped in black stone, causing the nearby space to vibrate slightly.
That is the effect of the Black Stone on the Warp.
As for what's inside the Blackrock, it's the Cauldron, a Nurgle artifact encased in a stasis field.
The black engine guys did not approach rashly, but controlled the demon engine and moved the black stone device to the furnace burning with flames.
Afterwards, they activated the Black Stone protective layer.
The gurgling and steaming divine cauldron finally appeared in front of people, and the poisonous mist began to spread and corrode the surroundings.
Dark green arc sparks suddenly emerged from the demon engine, and the internal mechanical circuits and formations were corrupted and collapsed in the twisted flames.
"By the Lord Diablo, how abominable and poisonous is this?!"
The ever-changing doctor was shocked, but a smile on his face became more and more excited. He liked to study the plague and the corresponding antidote.
But he realized that once this virulent plague was complete, there would be almost no cure.
The poisonous mist was still spreading, but it soon hit the shielding force field covered by black stone and was temporarily contained.
Seeing this, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Although the black stone shielding force field could not last long, at least they had time to study it.
Ron looked at the All-Changing Healer, full of anticipation:
"I'll leave this treasure to you. I hope you won't let me down..."
The Wanbian Healer bowed slightly, seeming very confident: "As you wish, we already have a specific modulation plan."
"As soon as possible, it would be best if we could complete the Divine Plague before the Battle of Wester ends."
Ron nodded and gave a specific time limit.
He had to create a powerful weapon like the Divine Plague as soon as possible to curb the Nurgle demons, and he was also worried that the kind father Nurgle would react and take back this precious cauldron.
For Ron, apart from the divine plague, this cauldron is also an extremely precious treasure.
The Cauldron of Nurgle can withstand extremely high temperatures without any damage, and can hold objects larger than the size of a planet or even more.
What's this?
Ultra-high-dimensional storage space. It would be a shame not to use such a good thing for logistics and transportation.
Unfortunately, this pot has been covered in dirt for who knows how long, and the problem of pollution and corrosion is very serious. I don't know how to solve it yet.
Anyway, judging from the current situation, it is unlikely to be used to make soup or take a bath.
Maybe after we bring back the Goddess of Life, Bull, she will be able to deal with the pollutants remaining in the cauldron and take a bath in it or something?
No matter what, Ron wanted to keep this artifact and use it.
Although Nurgle does not have much control over reality, this pot is one of his most precious artifacts.
Does anyone know if He has any way to get the pot back?
Ron was quite worried and ordered the black oil guys to deploy more black stone isolation devices. At the same time, he gritted his teeth and deployed several large sacred urn bombs.
To prevent any accidents.
Soon, Wanbian Yishi and others put on several layers of special protective clothing and brought corresponding detection instruments to conduct research and analyze the specific situation of the medicinal liquid.
Compared to the metaphysics of Nurgle demons.
The followers of the Savior and Diablo are more inclined to scientific research, with a little bit of metaphysics at most.
In their view, the so-called sacred numbers and numerology are nothing more than the right time, place, environment, energy concentration, dosage, etc.
There are patterns to follow.
To operate the Artifact of Nurgle, it is not necessary to send down three or seven plagues. Just calculate the total amount of Corruption Energy required.
There is no need to worry about the sacred number of three or seven, as that is how the Nurgle demons calculate.
They used an unnatural flame formed by damp wood, which took three years, three months, three days, thirty-three minutes and thirty-three seconds to simmer.
That's because the flames of the Nurgle demons are not hot enough.
The Dark Plasma Ultra-High Temperature Furnace blessed by Diablo on the Black Abyss Star can reach the corresponding heat faster and can also accurately control the temperature.
Allow the liquid to concentrate quickly.
It's much better than using that rotten, damp and decayed firewood to make medicine.
The ever-changing healer is full of confidence. Over the years, he has conducted in-depth research on all the plagues he can find.
Those were first-hand information obtained by the cunning Great Nurgle Demon, the Glutton Bara, and they contained almost all of the plague-refining results of the Great Nurgle Demon.
There is also a considerable amount of data on the plague deployment of Father Nurgle.
Moreover, these research results have been summarized and analyzed by the Mechanical Goddess, forming specific research paths and laws.
This eventually led to the formation of epidemiology, a taboo discipline.
He himself is the founder and integrator of the discipline, and he has obtained all the plague knowledge that can be found in the galaxy and the subspace in the secret library.
"My plague-mixing skills are not inferior to any Nurgle demon!"
The ever-changing doctor thought so.
The only thing he lacked was probably time and materials. He couldn't spend a long time searching for countless toxins and strains.
Then blend it.
Fortunately, I can stand on the shoulders of giants and pick up what is ready.
The ever-changing healer stared at the liquid medicine in the cauldron and used black stone pliers to pick out the impurities, including rotten slippers, broken skulls, incomprehensible internal organs, etc.
He felt a little emotional.
The great demon named Kugath omitted the extraction process and put too many unnecessary impurities into the medicine.
So unprofessional!
That being's ability to brew the plague was indeed powerful, but it was all based on experience and feeling, and he had no systematic knowledge at all.
Just rely on massive amounts of materials and corrupted energy to smash it hard and take your chances.
He used all the materials accumulated by Nurgle demons over thousands of years and Nurgle's endless corrupt energy to create this horrific plague poison.
If you do it yourself, you don't need to spend so much.
Of course, the ever-changing doctor does not have the magical cauldron, nor does he have the conditions or time.
That is a massive project that will take thousands of years.
Fortunately, the project is almost completed, and he only needs to make some slight adjustments on this basis to enhance the effect.
Ron looked at the ever-changing healer in front of the cauldron and felt an inexplicable fluctuation.
He sighed deeply: "This kid is truly a talent in the Chaos Realm..."
That guy had unknowingly embarked on the path of "corruption and erosion".
The Warp is not without rules, and the Four Chaos Gods did not appear out of thin air, but have specific evolutionary paths.
This was the most important knowledge Ron obtained in the secret library, which gave him a deeper understanding of the subspace.
"Corruption and Erosion" is one of the eight paths to godhood in the Warp's Aether realm. Now, at the top of the Corruption and Erosion path is Nurgle, who occupies the only god position.
But that doesn't mean others can't go, they just can't reach the top.
Khorne, Nurgle, Tzeentch, and Slaanesh occupy the four paths to godhood respectively: Mindless Killing, Hellstorm, Ecstatic Perception, and Corruption.
The remaining four paths: erosion and destruction, greedy dissolution, malicious skills, and invisible distortion are still empty.
Vashtor had gone far down the path of vicious arts and had hopes of becoming a god.
But he was already dead.
This path will most likely be occupied by the Mechanical Goddess or other more advanced dark technology priests.
The Emperor, the prophesied Dark Lord, may occupy the path to godhood through erosion and destruction.
That meant the purest chaos, a fear that made most people lose their sanity.
It longs for destruction, for all mortal things to come to an end, to be reduced to dust and oblivion, and it relentlessly advances towards this nightmarish goal until all is silent.
This is just some kind of foreshadowing or speculation.
Because in the center of the eight paths, there is a place called - Original Destruction.
The higher-level chaotic beings in the subspace currently have no specific information about this location.
Ron's thoughts raced through his mind, but were quickly interrupted by the electronic voice of the All-Changing Healer.
"Lord Savior."
The Myriad Healer came to a conclusion and reported, "Just as you said, this plague medicine has reached its final stage.
Unfortunately, we don't have time to clean out the impurities, so we can only use higher temperatures to further concentrate the liquid.
Next, we just need to get the artifact working again, and then use the Primarch's blood as a catalyst.
You will get the divine plague you need."
"It takes a massive amount of corrupted fel energy to activate that cauldron. How can we obtain so much energy?"
Ron was a little worried and warned, "Remember, we cannot use any Chaos Arts to harm humans, nor are we allowed to corrupt human souls without permission."
"That's inevitable. I always keep the academy's teachings in mind and always maintain my love for humanity."
Doctor Wanbian said seriously.
After all, he is a top student who graduated from Zhongsi College. Even though he is studying chaos technology, he still has basic ideological and moral qualities.
What's more, he did not surrender to the Chaos God, but served the Savior, Diablo, so his thinking was not eroded too much.
Even if there is erosion, it is due to the influence of the Savior, Diablo, and there will not be much thought of harming humans.
It can even be said that the believers under Ron, whether on the light or dark side, have higher moral standards than the vast majority of people in the empire. At least they will not engage in massacres and extermination orders.
He even suspected that the reason why some people in the Empire were so crazy was because they were influenced by the Emperor's concept of "erosion and destruction".
The Fifth Evil God and the Great Demon E are not groundless.
Humanity is in danger, but fortunately, we have a strong foundation and can withstand the storm.
Afterwards, Ron learned how the All-Changing Doctor, the Great Wizard and others obtained the corrupted evil energy, which was to invade the corrupted network and use the subspace extraction device to absorb the existing corrupted evil energy.
Make use of the corrupted evil energy within the corrupted core of Wester.
Simply put, it is to secretly and illegally "connect water and electricity" and bring them to this chaotic network area.
But doing so will inevitably attract the attention of Nurgle forces, who may follow the traces to seize Nurgle artifacts.
Fortunately, we still have the advantage in military strength, so it's not a big problem.
Ron agreed to this method, and the black oil guys took action immediately, introducing the corrupted evil energy from the corrupted network.
Bang——
The flames of the dark plasma super-high temperature furnace ignited, and the unnatural and corrupt fel energy enveloped the Nurgle cauldron, and the brewing of the plague began again.
In this way, the black stone shielding device can hardly cover up all the auras.
at the same time.
The Legion of Terror, the Greenskin Army, and the Tyranid Swarm also gathered at key nodes to block the possible arrival of Nurgle demons.
Several black oil men carefully carried a box to the side of the furnace. Inside was the blood of the twelve primarchs and the weak genetic material extracted from the Emperor's blood fingerprint.
They will be better catalysts.
As for Ron's own blood, the counterfeit original, he did not add it in, for fear that it would affect the effect or cause more terrible changes.
He was looking forward to it.
Soon, he would get a divine plague with even more powerful effects.
That would be a powerful weapon no weaker than any sacred urn bomb.
It can poison any Primarch and demon to death, so it should be able to harm the Chaos God, right?
At the very least, you can make them suffer from vomiting and diarrhea, and give them some super-powerful "croton"!
Holy Urn Bombs can only deal with Chaos Demons, while Divine Plague can harm any being with a soul.
Even the Necrons are no exception.
In this way, when you encounter an irresistible Fallen Primarch or Alien, you will have a weapon to restrain them.
Although it's a one-time thing.
This is a huge deterrent to any life in the subspace and the galaxy, and is a Chaos version of the ultimate nuclear weapon.
Now it depends on how many doses of divine plague we can produce.
Ron thought about it, wondering if Nurgle's kind father would be so angry that he would vomit blood after knowing this.
After all, this time he sacrificed his precious artifact and the plague materials he had treasured for thousands of years, which was a huge loss.
In short, both the divine plague and the divine weapon must be awesome!
Ron's burning demonic body floated in the air, always alert to any accidents.
My own investment is not low. If I fail at a critical moment, won't I be so angry that I can't sleep?
"Times like these are the hardest to endure..."
He thought so.
Those Nurgle demons are not worried, because they have the sacred urns to stop them.
The only thing they fear is the encroachment of Nurgle and the Death Lord Mortarion, whose power is unprecedentedly strong due to the corrupted web on Wester.
In Ron's impression, Mortarion was able to defeat Guilliman wielding the Emperor's Sword head-on without much support from the Corruption Network.
If that guy attacks here along the trajectory and steals Nurgle's artifacts and the plague, it will be a big trouble.
I may not be able to withstand it.
Ron waited nervously, staring into the unknown void:
"Now it all depends on Lao Ji. I wonder if he can hold back the Death Lord."
He hoped that Guilliman would at least hold on until this side of things was over, and then everything would be resolved.
Fortunately, I also gave Lao Ji some help. He should be able to hold on, right?
As long as that ICU warrior doesn't perform too consistently, I'll have the upper hand in everything...
——
Tens of minutes ago, corrupted the network hidden space.
The two Primarchs of good and evil confronted each other and began their routine verbal battle before the final battle.
Regent Guilliman ignited the Emperor's sword, the flames illuminating his resolute face.
He looked at his fallen brother and said, "Motarion, you have relied too much on unholy sorcery. You have never been a worthy swordsman..."
Mortarion sneered: "Your boasting is terrible, and it always makes people feel disgusted. Don't you know that I am no longer the same as before?
My essence is stronger than yours, and I have gained powers beyond yours, while you remain the same as before, a fool who rejected the warp..."
"Slave of Chaos, you have become what you most hate."
"You ignorant thing, you will fall at my feet, in the onslaught of Chaos!"
Mortarion roared, and the duel between the two blood brothers was about to begin.
Their eyes met, and these two people who had fought side by side ten thousand years ago only had the thought of killing each other.
"traitor!"
Guilliman raised his sword to block the incoming fel blades, then lunged towards his corrupted brother.
Then, this Primarch, who was slow to adapt to the psychic powers of the Warp, was ambushed and fell into a sorcery trap once again