Cursed one, stop!"
The Lord of Plague struggled hard, but could not break free from the barrier built by the God of Blood and the Lord of Change.
They were afraid that if the other party rushed out, they would fall under the sword of the cursed one, making it difficult to maintain this core black fortress.
At that time, we, the beings above, will really have to fight to the death with the cursed ones.
Whether they win or lose, they will have to endure tremendous trauma, which is something they cannot accept in any way.
In order to consider the overall situation, we can only make the Lord of Plague suffer.
"Gah!
This is your predetermined fate, you cannot stop it, and forcing yourself to change it will only put you in a more miserable situation.
Accept it, Lord of Plagues, and accept our kind protection."
The Lord of Change couldn't suppress his big crow's beak and was almost laughing crookedly.
Although the Chaos God and the Cursed are hostile to each other, there is not much fundamental conflict between them.
In their opinion, as long as they don't provoke that annoying guy, everything will be fine.
But it is different among the Chaos Evil Gods.
The concepts represented by each evil god have irreconcilable contradictions and conflicts, but they exist in the same subspace and are natural enemies of each other.
Their war lasted for countless centuries, almost to the point of life and death.
Especially Tzeentch and Nurgle
While Tzeentch embraces change and transformation, Nurgle's attitude is the complete opposite, advocating self-degradation and eternal corruption.
They are complete opposites, one strong and the other weak, representing endless change and the endless stagnation between life and death.
The two beings have been in fierce competition since their birth, and the war has lasted for several epochs.
The Emperor is merely a new threat that has only appeared in the last ten thousand years.
Compared to the Emperor, they want the other to die more, but they have no way to kill the other.
In this situation, the Lord of Plague became powerful, and the first one to get anxious and angry was the big crow.
Therefore, He formed an alliance with the Blood God and provided assistance to the Savior to destroy the Plague Lord's great cause - the Plague War.
Later they invaded the Garden of Nurgle and attacked the Plague Lord himself.
They are the main force of this war, bearing the most power of the plague, allowing the savior to happily follow behind and steal the chicken.
Without them, it would have been difficult for humanity to win this victory, let alone enter the Garden of Nurgle.
Since the Lord of Plague is one of the oldest evil gods and controls rebirth and death, he is very tough.
The previous attacks from the Lord of Change and the Blood God did not cause much damage to the other party's essence.
They had originally planned to spend thousands of years to achieve their goal of weakening.
Yet now, the Savior summons the damned.
His flames burned the Garden of Nurgle and dealt a heavy blow to the Plague Lord with great swiftness.
This allowed them to achieve their goal ahead of schedule, which was an unexpected surprise.
If it weren't for the negative impact, they would all want to applaud the cursed one.
This is the current situation of the Chaos Subspace.
The evil gods drew out some of their strength from the endless internal strife to invade the empire, and whoever gained more benefits would be immediately hit.
But due to the Emperor's threats, they had to cooperate under certain circumstances.
It's typical that he is afraid of his brothers suffering, and also afraid of his brothers driving Land Rover.
The hypocritical comfort of the Lord of Change made the Lord of Plague even more sad and angry.
The unnatural flames truly damaged His essence, causing permanent and severe trauma.
Great undertakings, the accumulation of centuries of plague, and trillions of tortured human souls were lost in an instant.
"A predetermined fate?"
The Lord of Plague roared, and these words sounded so pale and ridiculous coming out of the mouth of that troublemaker.
He gathered all his strength and slammed it on the face of the Lord of Change.
Make it scream miserably.
"This is also a predetermined fate. Have you observed it?"
The Lord of Plague took advantage of the fact that his power had not yet dissipated, and beat the birdman violently, pouring out almost all the remaining plague evil energy.
The other party was beaten so hard that he screamed.
Seeing this, the Blood God rushed to separate the two, but accidentally kicked the Lord of Change a few more times, causing more injuries.
Not far away.
The Lord of Pleasure had lost much of his essence, and was still in shock, trembling in a corner.
But the pain in his body gave Him a hint of excitement.
What no one knew was that He had hidden a part of His essence within the soul essence of the Goddess of Life in a concealed way.
The essence of joy will slowly take root and cause more corruption to the Savior.
Inside the Gardens of Nurgle.
The cries of the Lord of Plague and the Lord of Change are transmitted.
The golden, unnatural flames of the cursed burned like an unstoppable forest fire.
The demons in the fire could not escape at all and died screaming.
"Father, save me, I am dying.
Ah, am I finally going to be free?"
A pessimistic voice came out.
The severely injured Kugath sat on the ground and patted the flames on his body, but it had no effect.
Unfortunately, he was in the center of the flames, unable to escape and receiving no response from his loving father.
The corrupt body became visibly charred and lifeless.
These demons who committed numerous crimes finally felt the fear that humans could feel when facing them.
It is extreme pain and eternal death.
"Damned cursed one!
I, the Supreme Bloodthirsty Demon, will challenge you one day and swing my axe at you!"
Kabanha was running away, covering his burning buttocks, looking very miserable.
As he chopped, the Garden of Nurgle suddenly caught fire, and the flames of the Damned killed too many demons.
Fortunately, I reacted in time and led the troops to retreat, so the whole army was not wiped out.
But on the way of evacuation, the Supreme Bloodthirsty Demon was hit by the flames.
This was an unspeakable humiliation for him.
"This damn flame is so difficult to deal with! It's even more disgusting than the Savior's sacred weapon!"
Kabanha looked around and was fortunate that no one saw this scene, otherwise his dignity would be damaged.
But what he didn't know was that all of this had been recorded by a wise man from the Legion of Terror and uploaded to the Dark Prince.
The outer area.
The Legion of Terror has received orders from the Dark Prince and has begun to retreat.
They looked at the burning garden with pity.
Those were precious blood points, and they were gone just like that. I hadn't chopped enough yet.
"Warriors, Lord Dark Prince has issued new orders. We are heading to the Scourge Stars!"
The Dread Legion's leader inspires the morale of his warriors.
Afterwards, this group of fear warriors left the warp howling and headed towards the Scourge Stars.
That area has become chaotic and turned into an area similar to the Eye of Terror, but much smaller.
They needed to completely capture and occupy that area before the Chaos Gods could react.
Use it as the true base of the Legion of Terror.
As for the Eye of Terror, they can't stay there for too long. Chaos Warmaster Abaddon has already united with other forces and tried to organize a siege.
According to the Dark Prince's prediction.
After this plague war, the power of chaos in the Eye of Terror will be unprecedentedly powerful, and the traumatized evil gods will certainly support Abaddon with all their might.
Let it create more unrest in the galaxy.
Somewhere on high ground.
The devil's cunning traitor, the glutton king Bara, got inside information and took many Nurgle demons to emergency refuge, saving their lives.
Many Nurgle demons and devils are grateful to him.
In this disaster, too many of the highest-ranking Nurgle Daemons died, and the Garden of Nurgle was severely damaged.
It is foreseeable that the status of the Big Glutton will rise sharply after this disaster and he will receive the supreme favor of Nurgle's benevolent father.
Because of his kindness to his own kind, he will also gain more support from the demons of Nurgle.
Become the most popular being in the Garden of Nurgle.
"Goodbye, my brother."
Mortarion knelt on the ground, allowing himself to be consumed by the unnatural fire created by his father.
He accepted his fate calmly, smiling and shedding tears.
"Motarion..."
Guilliman watched as the flames engulfed his fallen brother, hesitating whether to reach out and offer a helping hand.
Unfortunately, by the time he reached out his hand, the other party had already turned into ashes.
But the Imperial Regent soon discovered that Mortarion did not die, but was taken away by his father.
Maybe someday in the future.
The former Primarch of the Empire, the Lord of Death, will return in some form to atone for all that has happened.
This is the empire.
Life is the Emperor's currency, and so is the life of a Primarch, even a Corrupted one.
They have too much value and should not be destroyed.
"What a pity…"
Ron also noticed the big fluttering moth leaving and sighed slightly.
In fact, he doesn't quite agree with that view.
If I were there, I might consider executing Mortarion and letting him atone for his sins with eternal death.
But from a rational point of view.
Those in power should not act on emotion but make value judgments.
Now that the galaxy is in the midst of an eternal dark war, killing a powerful being who could bring about redemption might be a loss.
After all, his return could prevent more wars and save countless lives.
This is a thorny question.
Ron didn't dwell on it for too long and put the question behind him.
Anyway, isn't he also using the Legion of Terror and those Chaos warriors with blood on their hands to help humanity indirectly?
After the Legion of Dread occupied the Scourge Stars.
They will quickly develop into one of the largest Chaos Legions in the galaxy, bringing more killing to the Chaos beings.
Golden flames rushed towards me.
The savior and the warriors bathed in it, without feeling any burning, but instead felt a warmth.
"For the Emperor!"
More fallen soldiers stood up in the dazzling firelight.
"Hiss~ A large-scale healing holy light skill?"
Ron was quite emotional.
In this subspace centered on thought and will, the role that the Emperor can play is simply unimaginable. He is indeed the unrivaled macho man of mankind.
But he could feel it.
After defeating the Lord of Pleasure and burning the Gardens of Nurgle, the Emperor was also a little tired.
After all, they were playing away from home in a distant region, and had to suppress four Chaos Evil Gods at the same time, so it was normal to feel pressured.
He is restricted by his faith and the Golden Throne and is not invincible.
Otherwise, humans would have been walking sideways in the subspace long ago.
But regardless, it is progress.
The Emperor, using the technology of the Saviour's Territory, descended into the realm of Chaos in some form to strike at the enemy.
Unfortunately, the conditions are very harsh.
They have to invade the Chaos Realm to set up and operate the Sacred Core, and that takes time.
Perhaps once I acquire more advanced technology, I will be able to better utilize the power of the Emperor.
It truly gave humanity an advantage in the subspace.
Ron looked into the distance and saw that the sacred flames in the Garden of Nurgle were gradually slowing down, and the sacred core was on the verge of exhaustion.
It's time to go back with the spoils.
"In the name of the Emperor, drive out the evil!"
Several Grey Knights who were severely injured and fell to the ground due to the evil energy released by the Lord of Pleasure stood up in the holy light.
These warriors shouted to the Emperor and attempted to fight the enemy to the death.
That is the supreme favor bestowed by the empire on pure souls.
However, they discovered that the sacred flame had already burned away all the filth around it, and the demons were already dead.
The main force is withdrawing.
"Alas, it is time for us to leave this abominable realm."
Grand Tutor Ke Wen felt a little regretful.
The battles they encountered during their trip to the Garden of Nurgle ended suddenly, before the Grey Knights could make any move.
It's over.
Judging from the current situation, they have not only posed but also taken some exciting photos.
There is no record at all.
It was just a pure outing, not as dangerous as the small exorcism war they had participated in before.
This kind of battle of neither honor nor defeat made him feel quite uncomfortable.
What's more, for the empire's soldiers, not being able to join the ship and participate in the dangerous battles on the front line is a form of bullying in itself.
The Grey Knights probably suffered this kind of treatment, being assigned to a relatively rear position as bodyguards.
In the final battle, they were accidentally injured by the evil energy of the Lord of Joy.
Didn't even see the enemy.
Simply put, it was the most glorious battle in the history of the Seventh Brotherhood. It didn't have any record, but it was only half-pretending.
It's roughly equivalent to celebrities raising funds to check in.
Koven is considering it.
Will the flag of honor of this battle be hung in the hall of the headquarters of the Grey Knights of the Demonic Inquisition?
He led the Grey Knights to retreat somewhat dejectedly.
If you didn't know, you would think the Grey Knights had been defeated.
The edge of Nurgle's Garden.
The savior swaggered away with the goddess of life, Aisha, and looked back at the black fortress.
He seemed to feel the grief of his loving father.
"No!"
The Lord of Plague also saw this scene and couldn't help but feel sad.
Aisha's joy and dependence on the savior dealt Him a critical blow.
His great cause was destroyed, the goddess of life he protected was taken away, his beloved Mortarion left, he was beaten, and even his garden was burned.
But I can't do anything.
How tragic and shameful is that?!
This usually kind and smiling being seemed to have a mask of pain carved on his face.
I probably won't be able to laugh for a long time.
The Lord of Joy looked at the Savior walking away and smiled seductively.
He can feel it.
That essence still remains within the soul of the Goddess of Life.
…
I don't know how long it took.
The Chaos Gods are gone, and the flames of the Garden of Nurgle are extinguished.
The once bustling garden became silent, with only the remaining dead trees on the ground, and the faint groans and complaints of the devil could still be heard.
They are still afraid.
Father Rotigus of the Rain was searching along the charred earth, and on some of the gnarled trees he could see smooth fertility sacs.
That was the demon that was lucky enough to retain its essence in the disaster.
"Dear Father, when can we regain our former joy..."
He sighed deeply.
It is said that such burns will never heal, and the changes in the burned area will last for at least thousands or tens of thousands of years.
Now, their loving father tossed and turned in pain in his sleep.
Sometimes I would call out the names of the savior and the goddess of life in nightmares, and I didn't know what I was dreaming about.
The Savior and the Damned, left burning scars in Nurgle's paradise that are difficult to heal.
Rotigs didn't know how long he walked before he finally saw a tall gnarled tree.
Even after the flames had burned out, it was still somewhat damp, and within the birth sac growing out of it were half-formed demon bones.
This means the Beloveds have returned to the Garden, but are still in a dead state.
Perhaps one day, the loving Father will recognize them and resurrect them.
He knew that there was Kugath inside.
"My old rival who once competed for my favor."
Rotigus tapped the swollen birth sac.
The thing reacted immediately, and the shape of deer antlers appeared faintly.
He made a soothing gesture: "Shh, calm down, you have failed foolishly and you have to wait for the permission of your loving father before you can return to the world.
Of course, the loving father is very disappointed in you because you messed up everything and asked the savior and the cursed to set fire to the garden.
Maybe you won't be able to get out for a long time!"
Rotigers continued, "You might be wondering how I avoided punishment and why I'm still hanging around?"
He paused, then smiled with satisfaction, "That's easy. I have a better plan that will allow me to seize a larger area than Ultramar into the garden.
Perhaps you don't understand, but corruption doesn't just have one path; it will spread throughout the empire.
Although, that will take some time."
The birth sac seemed angry and there were no new reactions.
Rotigs didn't care and knocked again, very proud: "Just wait and see, I will soon become the most beloved person by my loving father.
The first favorite, what a wonderful title.
Hahahahahaha!"
However, before the birth sac could respond, Father Yu's laughter stopped abruptly.
There is new movement in the black house.
The glutton Bara, the cowardly and incompetent guy who only knew how to eat and drink everywhere, was welcomed by the demons of Nurgle and happily entered the bedroom of Nurgle's kind father.
This was the first time the loving father summoned his beloved son after the great disaster.
What that means is self-evident.
Rotigs stood blankly beside the birth sac, the smile on his face gone somewhere else.
In this plague area, there is another sad existence.
——
Subspace.
The divine light shines.
Buzz~
The sacred sun was now in trembling state, showing its emotional excitement.
???
The Emperor regained his energy and awoke from his brief slumber.
He looked at the emerald green garden behind the little sun, which represented the goddess of life, and felt a little confused.
The psychic force is ready to go.
"Hey, hey, hey, they're one of our own, calm down, old man!"
Ron controlled the little sun and quickly went up to grab the Holy Sun to prevent him from doing anything extreme.
What if the goddess of life is scared and cries again?
In fact, the Goddess of Life was already a little scared.
She thought back to the huge beating she had received centuries ago when she asked the Emperor for help.
That kind of attack is horrible!
Fortunately, the accumulated spiritual power did not hit this side, but turned around and hit Little Sun's head.
The power is just weakened a lot.
Ron covered his head with his hands, but didn't mind too much.
As a deity, the goddess of life Aisha cannot go directly to the Milky Way, and needs human protection to resist the attacks of the Lord of Plague and the Lord of Joy.
To avoid being bullied.
After thinking about it, he decided that this was the safest place and he didn't have to worry about anything.
But Ron also knew the Emperor's attitude towards alien gods, and it was good enough that he could appease him.
If it were Guilliman who did this, he would have dared to bring the alien beings before the Emperor.
Most likely, I'll have to eat stir-fried bamboo shoots with meat, and talk about the Second Empire in detail, until my belt is broken.
This is why the Primarchs were so afraid of the Emperor, he was truly harsh and merciless.
But that also depends on who.
The emperor was particularly tolerant of the savior, perhaps with a hint of leniency.
After all, he still enjoys the sacred tower and great sword of the Savior's territory.
However, in the Emperor's heart, the savior can only be ranked second, and the first place is undoubtedly the mechanical goddess Xiaoling.
So, Ron quickly pulled Xiao Ling over.
Let her have a good chat with Grandpa Emperor and make him happy.
Ron felt a little emotional as he watched the little spirit fluttering its wings in front of the Emperor's shadow, making the Emperor smile.
Why does he feel that the little girl is closer to the emperor? Maybe it's because he makes her work too much?
It seems that I have to find an opportunity to give Xiaoling a vacation in the future, and then think of a way to get her some ancient mechanical relics and toys.
Comfort your beloved and your top employee.
Not long after.
Xiao Ling flapped her wings and flew over, hands on her hips. "Hmph, Grandpa Emperor is asleep. I'm going back to continue my calculations. There's still a lot of data to decipher!"
"What work? Today is a day off."
Ron's shadow stroked Xiao Ling's head and said, "Just go out and have fun these few days. I've also approved the data entertainment project you proposed earlier!"
"Really?!"
Xiao Ling's eyes lit up and she rubbed her head towards me: "Hehehe, father is the best to me!"
"That's a must, but after the holiday, remember to process the data properly."
Ron reminded.
That was data about the subspace node of the Galactic Business Center, the most important project of the Savior Territory after the Plague War.
Involves massive calculations.
For him, the greatest trophy of this war is actually time.
The massive defeat of the Chaos forces would bring a period of relative stability to the galaxy, allowing them to develop and transform the empire.
"Um!"
Xiao Ling nodded like garlic, full of energy.
Ron was quite satisfied.
My little cotton-padded jacket is pretty good, considerate and hardworking, maintaining the operation of all the systems in the territory.
The Savior Territory cannot do without her.
He stroked Xiao Ling's head again and said, "Be good, go play. Your Aunt Aisha and I have some things to deal with."
After Xiao Ling left happily.
Ron couldn't wait to go deep into the Garden of the Goddess of Life and carefully set up several psychic barriers.
In the middle of the soft flowers, Elsa, dressed in a thin gauze dress, had been waiting.
Her face was red and she seemed a little nervous