A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

"Tell me, brother, do you feel any real pain now?"

Mortarion looked down at Robert Guilliman who was knocked down by the plague of God, his tone full of naked arrogance and contempt.

Because long before Horus launched the rebellion, he had already disliked the other party.

Although it is not the most annoying or hated, it can almost be ranked in the top three.

So at this moment, after he thought he had secured the victory, instead of taking Guilliman back to the Garden of Nurgle in the subspace, Mortalion instead chose to cut through the trouble quickly, and instead acted like a cat and mouse.

From the expression and tone on his face, it was easy to see that he enjoyed this process very much, and even deliberately weakened the toxicity of the plague through his own abilities so that the other party could maintain this half-dead state and experience more pain.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that he was also unable to endure the day and night torture of the subspace plague, and finally had no choice but to fall into the arms of Nurgle. Now he also wants the loyalist Guilliman to do the same thing as him under similar circumstances. s Choice.

In this way, the Daemon Primarch could prove that he was the one who had the foresight.

Unfortunately, the imperial regent's willpower was much stronger than he imagined. Even though his body began to blacken and fester in large areas, and a large number of demonic maggots from the subspace grew out of thin air and devoured the internal organs, he still did not emit even a little bit of energy. voice, not even asking for mercy.

Robert Guilliman simply raised his head and looked at the opponent with bloodshot eyes, desperately trying to grab the Emperor's Sword that fell on the ground, but failed after several attempts.

The effect of God's Plague was more terrifying than he imagined.

It takes less than five minutes to destroy bones, internal organs, muscles and nerve conduction systems.

What is even more terrifying is that the power of Nurgle from the subspace is constantly eroding and tearing apart the soul.

He knew very well that as long as he expressed his willingness to fall into the arms of Nurgle, all the pain he was suffering now would disappear instantly, just like those Mortalion and the Death Guard Legion whose bodies were also festering, and they would become happy and joyful every day. He even laughs like a lunatic.

After all, Blessed Nurgle is quite "merciful" to his followers.

It is even allowed to have independent free will to do what it wants to do, instead of treating its subordinates as pawns that must obey their own will like Tzeentch and Khorne.

But the persistence and will in Robert Guilliman's heart did not allow him to do this.

To be precise, he hated the subspace and the Chaos God extremely, and would rather die than become what he hated most.

Mortalion was undoubtedly aware of this, and directly opened a huge subspace portal leading to the Garden of Nurgle, pointing at the vibrant scene opposite and saying with great pride: "What are you still hesitating about?" ?

Has serving the false emperor made you lose the ability to distinguish right from wrong?

Behold the supreme power of the great and loving Father!

All things in the world have achieved perfect harmony and unity under his influence.

No pain!

No sadness!

No more despair!

All gods can enjoy equal happiness and freedom here.

Compared with the false emperors who established empires full of exploitation, oppression and injustice, this is the real paradise. "

It must be said that Mortalion's eloquence is quite good, and he immediately grasped the biggest pain point of the human empire.

But Robert Guilliman sneered in a hoarse voice: "Haha, heaven?

If this world exuding stench, rot and plague is heaven, then I would rather go to hell!

Although the empire is not perfect, at least the people living in it can still be called human beings.

But what about you?

You are nothing but the playthings and puppets of the Chaos God of Warp.

What's more, do you think you can win this war by defeating me?

Do you think our father didn't make any preparations in advance? "

"What's the meaning?"

The words of the Loyal Primarch immediately set alarm bells ringing in Mortalion's heart.

After all, just over a hundred years ago, he personally experienced the power possessed by the current human emperor, as well as the terrifying spiritual energy that was not inferior to the evil god of subspace, and he already had a serious psychological shadow on this.

"What I mean is that you have completed your mission since the opening of this subspace rift leading to Nurgle's Garden."

A ferocious smile appeared on Robert Guilliman's painful face.

Because just now he suddenly wanted to understand what the "appropriate time" Zuo Si mentioned was.

Before Mortalion could react, a dazzling golden light suddenly began to bloom in the sky above his head.

In just a few seconds, thousands of Nurgle demons and Death Guards who had surrendered to Chaos suddenly began to spontaneously combust without warning, and then turned into ashes at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Even the demon primarch himself began to show a large number of burn marks.

Out of a subconscious reaction, he endured the pain and discomfort and suddenly raised his head, only to see what looked like a small sun slowly descending.

In the middle of the golden sun, a slender and thin girl can be vaguely seen.

The Lord of Mankind has finally arrived!

The familiar feeling and breath suddenly made Mortalion extremely flustered, and his severely burned eyes showed strong fear. He asked in a trembling voice: "Father!!!! You...why are you here?" "

"My foolish son, you are still as ignorant, arrogant, conceited, and ignorant as ever.

Do you think no one can see through your ridiculous little tricks?

No, we are just using you, waiting for you to open this portal to the Garden of Nurgle.

It is time for the Chaos God to pay for the harm he has caused to humanity and the Imperium.

I will burn the flames of war into the subspace in the name of mankind!

Let Nurgle, Khorne, Slaanesh, and Tzeentch taste the bitter fruits of their own sowing!

And you, although you are essentially just an object of fooling, a miserable victim, you may be able to be redeemed someday in the distant future, but it is definitely not today.

Now go away and go back to your master.

Because what's going to happen next will be beyond your imagination. "

As these words blurted out, the little girl possessed by the Emperor slowly walked to Robert Guilliman and gently pressed her slender hand on the original body's blackened and ulcerated head.

In less than a second, the imperial regent, who was still dying before, quickly recovered from his health, and even the injuries he suffered ten thousand years ago were healed.

Obviously, this scene fully embodies a certain universal rule in the Warhammer universe, which is "Strength produces miracles".

Whether it is the physical rules of the real universe between the Star Gods and the Necrons, or the ancient saints, Eldar, demons and warp chaos evil gods who use psychic energy, they can actually influence and harm each other.

This is like the relationship between current and resistance.

As long as the former number is large enough, even an insulator can be instantly broken down and turned into a conductor.

This has been confirmed as early as the Battle of Heaven.

Robert Guilliman, who was freed from the Plague of Gods, quickly got up from the ground and mocked himself in a slightly disappointed tone: "So I am just a pawn and a bait in your eyes, right?"

The Lord of Humanity explained patiently: "No, my child, you are the last hope of the empire and the savior of the human race.

The reason why I don't let you know too much is mainly to prevent leaks.

After all, we have to deal with not only Nurgle, but also the scheming and cunning Tzeentch.

Only if you don't know anything can everything develop as expected.

Didn't Soth already give you clear instructions?

What's more, I have accepted too much faith and worship, and I am not always able to maintain a clear mind. "

"But what about that army that appeared in the illusion? Why didn't I see them?"

Robert Guilliman continued to ask with a frown.

"Aren't they already here?"

As the last word blurted out, the girl possessed by the emperor began to shine with an even more dazzling and bright golden light.

The next second...

Countless legions of the Cursed, burning with psychic flames, poured out from the rifts in the warp and launched a fierce attack on Nurgle's demon army like a tide.

Their numbers are as endless as demons, and their power is countless times more powerful than before. They tear the enemies that were still resisting tenaciously into pieces with overwhelming force.

There is no doubt that this is the anger accumulated by the human empire in the dark years that lasted for thousands of years, and it is also the revenge of the heroic spirits who fought bravely to the death.

Astartes warriors from various chapters can be seen in the Cursed Legion, as well as mortal auxiliaries such as the Krieg Death Corps, as well as servitors and retribution mecha modified by the Adeptus Mechanicus.

But if you think this is the trump card of the Lord of Humanity, you are totally wrong!

Because in addition to soldiers, there are also densely packed subspace entities formed by various machine souls as far as the eye can see.

Tanks, armored vehicles, mobile turrets, space battleships, planetary fortresses, Titan mechas and knight mechas...

No one has counted how many troops and weapons and equipment with machine souls the Empire lost between the 30th and 40th millennium.

But what is certain is that it must be an astronomical figure that is enough to make anyone's jaw drop.

Nowadays, this loss that once made countless people feel heartbroken has been transformed into the Cursed Legion, a demonic army belonging to the future fifth evil god and lord of mankind.

The Demon of Nurgle, who always likes to win with numbers, soon found that he had become the party with a numerical disadvantage.

Even if there are subspace rifts that can continuously transport troops, the space for movement is still squeezed.

The expeditionary force led by Robert Guilliman also fell into a fearless religious fanaticism due to the appearance of the God-Emperor.

In this state of double attack, even the Chaos Daemons in the Warp would feel fear and panic. After a while, they began to lose their strength and wanted to retreat back to the Garden of Nurgle, their loving father.

But the emperor obviously didn't intend to let them go like this. He directly controlled the possessed girl and turned around and asked the stunned original body: "Are you ready?"

"What are you ready for?"

Robert Guilliman asked in confusion.

"Carry my power to attack Nurgle's fortress and break his psychic defenses."

The Lord of Humanity bluntly stated the true purpose of his trip.

"Of course, I'm ready."

After realizing what was going to happen next, Robert Guilliman immediately nodded excitedly.

Because killing Nurgle and causing the entire subspace to completely burn was the scene he most longed to see in his heart.

Only when the Chaos Evil God of subspace is weakened and unable to cause trouble in the material universe in a short period of time can he begin to solve various problems and stubborn diseases within the empire.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to maintain the current rule, and we would not be qualified to talk about reforms.

"Very good! In that case let's get started."

After that, the dazzling golden light quickly left the girl and went straight into the original body's chest.

In a blink of an eye!

Robert Guilliman transformed into a bright and dazzling golden sun.

The Emperor's Sword in his hand began to burn violently, continuously releasing astonishing high temperatures to the surroundings.

The demon primarch Mortarion was completely dumbfounded at this moment. He had no idea what to do or what was waiting for him next.

Just as he was lost in thought, a beam of subspace energy fell from the sky instantly, teleporting him away from this dangerous place.

At the same time, the body of the little girl who was abandoned by the emperor was now in tatters and almost collapsed. The entire body had been burned by the overload of psychic energy to the point where she was almost turned into a mummy-like corpse, and her eyes were even more... There were no eyeballs left, only two black and red blood holes.

You don’t need to ask to know that this is the painful price to pay for becoming the carrier of the Lord of Humanity.

And compared to the physical damage, what is more serious is the soul that is almost burned out by the terrifying spiritual energy.

"Am I going to die?"

The girl made a very weak voice that may have been her last voice before death.

Zuo Si gently picked up the little guy and responded in an emotionless tone: "Yes, you are going to die, and it will be complete annihilation from body to soul."

"Then have I completed the mission assigned by the great God-Emperor?" the girl asked again.

"Well, you have done an excellent job as the carrier of the emperor's consciousness. Now, he no longer needs your dedication."

There was a trace of pity on Zuo Si's face, and at the same time, there was also a little bit of disgust.

He really hates this kind of devout believer who is willing to sacrifice everything for the God he believes in even though he has suffered tremendous pain.

Because this kind of people give up rational thinking and the pursuit of knowledge and truth, and place all their hopes on an unknown existence that they completely understand.

Of course, all this was the girl's own choice, and it was not easy for him to say anything. He just released a little bit of power to alleviate the huge pain the other party suffered before death.

"Yeah, great, I can finally rest..."

The girl's burnt lips slowly uttered the last few words.

At the moment she died, Robert Guilliman, who had completely absorbed the power of the Lord of Mankind, finally raised the Emperor's Sword and struck hard at the Castle Demon House in Nurgle's Garden.

boom! ! ! ! ! ! !

In an instant, the golden light and flames soaring into the sky burned everything within a radius of tens of thousands of kilometers centered on the castle.

Only the castle, protected by some evil warp spell, blocked the attack.

Although the distance is very far, the angry roar of the evil god Nurgle can still be heard in the devil's house.

As one of the four most powerful subspace gods, when had he ever suffered such naked humiliation?

This behavior of the Lord of Mankind was like giving him a hard slap in front of everyone.

It's not very harmful but it's extremely insulting.

But before Nurgle could think of how to retaliate, Robert Guilliman, who had been blessed by the emperor's psychic power, rushed into the subspace with a strong step, raised the holy sword shrouded in golden light and struck at the invisible protection that blocked the psychic flames. field.

When the force attached to the sword blade collided with the protective force field, it seemed as if the entire space began to tremble violently.

Anyone who is not blind can clearly see the golden and green subspace spiritual energy beginning to tear and devour fiercely.

Finally, with the help of the might of the Lord of Mankind and the power of the Emperor's Sword, the Primarch successfully penetrated the protective field and opened a large hole in it.

After completing this crucial step, he collapsed on the ground as if he had exhausted all his strength, and shouted with his last strength: "Soth! I have opened the gap leading to Nurgle Demon Hall, and it's up to you next. That’s it.”

"Don't worry, I will never let anyone down. No matter what the future holds, at least today I will use Nurgle's head to announce to the entire subspace that the era of the Chaos Evil God doing evil in the material universe is over."

While speaking, Zuo Si had already put down the body of the dead girl in his arms, and holding the newly made God-killing Sword in his hand, he slowly passed through the gap step by step and entered the core realm of Nurgle.

However, he did not rush to launch the final attack, but opened a portal on the spot and called with a smile: "Come, my dear Lich King Jaina Proudmoore, the symbol of coldness and death, it is time to You have been consecrated to the throne of God. The chaos and disorder of the subspace have been going on for too long, now let us inject a little power of order into it."

"As you wish, my lord."

Accompanied by a sound filled with biting chills, a cold figure exuding black mist from head to toe instantly appeared out of thin air through the portal.

No hesitation!

After confirming that the place where she was standing was the core area of ​​the evil god Nurgle, Lich King Jaina directly transformed into the form of the god of death. She concentrated the power of the souls of the dead that she had accumulated for hundreds of years, and killed her with a thunderous force. Go down.

boom! ! ! ! ! ! !

The seemingly indestructible Castle Demon House was split open in the middle, revealing the man inside who was hundreds of meters tall and covered in rotting flesh, poisonous gas, cysts, blood, plaque, and all kinds of squirming bugs, flies, mosquitoes, etc. The huge figure of the "little cutie".

In comparison, the great impure ones can only be regarded as trivial.

You don't need to ask to know that this is the entity formed by the loving father Nurgle in the subspace.

But his condition is obviously not very good at the moment.

Because the power of death left a huge wound on the huge mountain of rotting flesh.

And because death restrains life, it cannot use the power it has to heal quickly.

This fundamental opposition and conflict made Nurgle feel unprecedented pain, and it also made him extremely furious. He suddenly lifted up the giant cauldron on the ground and poured the plague and poison that was being boiled into it onto the people in front of him. enemy.

"Go to hell! Despicable blasphemer! I will turn you and your accomplices into the filthiest and ugliest life forms in the entire galaxy!"

"Haha, I'm sorry, it's not easy to do this. Because to a certain extent, neither Jaina nor I can be regarded as living creatures."

Zuo Si chuckled and released the protective force field to block out the soup that could even corrode his own metal body. Then he flashed forward in an instant and swung the magic sword made of Moscat to slash at Nurgle's head. Fat and huge body.

The next second...

puff!

A huge piece of rotten fat was cut off, accompanied by flying poisonous gas, highly corrosive plague blood and viscous liquid in the cyst, as well as huge maggots that instantly transformed into ferocious monsters after leaving the body.

There is no doubt that Nurgle's body is a terrifying weapon in its own right.

Because when attacking it, the attacker himself will also have to bear such reverse splash damage.

Perhaps this is one of the reasons why he doesn't have as strong a physical defense as Khorne.

But this is only relative.

Because if the magic sword is not attached with the power of order from Baator Hell, Lich King Jaina's Frostmourne does not have the power of death, and ordinary weapons cannot touch the essence of Nurgle at all.

Even the Emperor's Sword in Robert Guilliman's hand could only leave an insignificant gap at best, but could not kill as much as the two of them did.

And the incarnation of Shimmering Oil, which has the ability to repair itself, obviously doesn't care about this trivial corrosion.

Not only that, a large amount of shimmering oil and subspace shimmering oil began to spurt out from Zuo Si's body, expanding at an unimaginable speed to the entire castle magic hall and even the large area of ​​​​the surrounding Nurgle Garden.

In his current state, what he is least afraid of is a war of attrition and a protracted war.

Because the longer the battle lasts, the more powerful the two shining oils can draw from this space and Nurgle himself.

This is a process of ebb and flow.

What's more, the current situation is not a one-on-one duel, but a two-on-one duel.

Maybe it could turn into a three-on-one battle later when Robert Guilliman takes a break.

Since Zuo Si has never had the so-called "sense of honor" and "self-esteem" when it comes to fighting, unless he has a crushing advantage in strength, he will basically attract as many people as he can to fight. Beat.

The way to win is to use more to defeat fewer and to use the masses to overwhelm the few to ensure victory.

In fact, at the beginning, he even considered joining forces with other evil gods in the subspace to kill Nurgle first, but this plan, which required great risks, was ultimately rejected.

Without him, the behavior pattern of the Chaos Evil God is too unpredictable.

Especially Tzeentch, who may have been chatting and laughing with you one second and working together to deal with another guy, but the next second he will suddenly turn against you and help the other person beat you, giving the crazy Cyric some a fight.

Zuo Si didn't want to be idle and add strength to his plan.

“Damn outsiders!

You don't belong to this universe at all!

Get out of here!

There is no place for you in the subspace! "

Nurgle roared and began to summon his demon army.

In the blink of an eye, the vast area that had been cleared by the Lord of Humanity quickly emerged from the chaos with endless demons of all sizes, and there were more than tens of millions of big demons that were like mountains of flesh.

There were more huge and weird machines like demon engines roaring and charging under Mortarion's command.

The so-called demon engine is actually something similar to the machine soul of the human empire.

It was first conceived by Chaos Warmaster Abaddon, and then jointly developed by the Dark Mechanicus and the psionic mages. Its principle is to bind a summoned angry warp demon in the built war machine and let the demon drive it. Machines wreak havoc and destruction on the battlefield.

Because there are endless Daemons in the Warp, and once successfully created, no additional manpower is needed to operate them. It is deeply loved by the Daemon Primarchs and the Astartes Legions who have taken refuge in the forces of Chaos.

And each evil god has its own unique demon engine.

Appearing on the battlefield at this moment include Nurgle’s Plague Tower, Plague Giant, Plague Drone, Plague Drone, Plague Creeper, Wither Engine, etc.

The first one looks like a medieval siege tower, except that the front end is filled with large and small gun barrels, which can pour firepower and virus bombs on the enemy while moving;

The second plague giant is like a piece of rotten meat installed on the mechanical crab's territory. Although it is also equipped with long-range weapons, it is mostly used for close-quarters combat;

The third and fourth types are flying units. The former is a bit like a twin-propeller helicopter in science fiction works, equipped with a not-so-powerful firearm under the cabin, while the latter looks like it is equipped with three propeller flight engines. The mechanical Hydralisk has stronger firepower, but in the final analysis, it wins with overwhelming numbers;

The fifth type of plague crawler is a combination of tank and self-propelled artillery, used for rapid assault and long-range artillery support;

The last type of Blight Engine is like a mechanical Zerg alien that not only moves very fast, but is also equipped with a missile launcher.

In short, there are so many types of demon engines that they are beyond imagination, so much so that they don’t look like products from an industrial assembly line at all, but more like abstract gadgets that green-skinned orc technicians put together at will.

Such a shocking scene caused the pupils of Robert Guilliman, who was sitting on the ground to rest, to suddenly dilate, contract, dilate again, and contract again. Regardless of his physical fatigue, he struggled to stand up, wielding the Emperor's Sword, intending to rush forward and fight for the castle. The two people inside fight for the time to kill the evil god Nurgle, even if it is only a few minutes or even a few seconds.

It must be said that although he has many flaws in his character, he is definitely the most trustworthy comrade at critical moments.

Under the influence of the powerful psychic energy of the Lord of Mankind, the Imperial Regent was like a tiger among sheep, fighting against an army of millions of demons with one man's power.

Each swing of the Emperor's Sword will kill enemies within a radius of several thousand meters and cause a devastating blow.

Coupled with his superhuman speed that can reach tens or even dozens of Mach, he is an out-and-out killing machine.

At this moment, Robert Guilliman was like an indestructible iron wall, blocking the surging demon army from the gap.

Seeing his heroic posture and tall figure while fighting, Death God Jaina immediately pursed her lips and showed a playful expression: "Does this guy think that we just broke into the Garden of Nurgle without any preparation? Fight with the Chaos Evil God?"

"I think Guilliman most likely really thinks so.

How should I put it, he is a bit stubborn and very stubborn.

Forget it, leave him alone and quickly transfer all your Scourge Legions. "

Zuo Si sighed slightly and urged.

"No problem, I've already asked my legion to be on standby."

After saying that, Jaina suddenly waved Frostmourne in her hand and opened a huge rift in the subspace.

Then the overwhelming Necron battleships emitting green light poured directly into the subspace from the rift.

Before anyone else could react to what was happening, the spherical device located in the core area of ​​one of the largest battleships began to flash with a dazzling light.

The next second...

The same billions of legions and war machines appeared out of thin air in the open space of Nurgle Garden.

When they appeared, they immediately spread out and poured firepower on the swarming Nurgle Demon Army.

Due to the absorption of the Necron, which is the highest level of technology in the Warhammer universe, many energy weapons have been replaced by antimatter particle stream launchers.

This thing is not the bolter used by the Human Empire Astartes, nor is it the electromagnetic weapon of the Tau, which can be offset by powerful armor and protective force fields.

Its biggest feature is that it directly triggers the tearing and explosion of matter at the particle level.

Therefore, the target that is hit will directly turn into a pile of green dust and dissipate in the air as if it were hit by a dissociation spell.

In a small-scale battle with the Necrons, the Human Empire was once pushed to the ground with a blaster.

In the end, they relied on their numerical advantage and fearlessness to rush forward and fight hand-to-hand, and finally managed to regain the victory.

So when billions of green lights overwhelmingly covered the Nurgle demon army in front of him, Robert Guilliman, who was a tragic hero just a second ago, saw a sight that he would never forget in his life.

That is, all the demons extending to the horizon in front turned into green light and disappeared in an instant.

There were no deafening explosions, no sky-high flames and heat waves, and no sound when energy weapons such as light spears came into contact with matter. There was just silence.

It was as if someone had gently erased those demons on the canvas called the battlefield.

This was clearly beyond the comprehension of the Primarch.

He just stood motionless while holding the Emperor's Sword as if he was under a restraining spell, until the Scourge Legion under Jaina began to move forward in an orderly manner as they passed by under the command of the Demon Judge.

Looking at these huge legions that were either made entirely of metal and machinery, or that were fused with machinery and flesh, as well as the Necron technology that was obviously mentioned in Belisarius Caul's report, Robert Guilliman couldn't help but wonder Fell into deep contemplation.

He asked his genetic father in his heart: "Is this part of your plan?"

"Of course, my boy.

In order to obtain the tools necessary to kill the Chaos Evil God, Soth forged two powerful weapons at the same time.

One of them is the magic sword he holds in his hand that contains the power of order;

The other one is the woman who transformed into the God of Death.

In the years since you launched the Indomitable Crusade, the latter has caused millions or even tens of millions of massacres in the real universe and subspace, and has continuously strengthened its power and authority of death by robbing souls.

What you see now are just the cold bodies left after the souls were plundered.

The power of the Chaos Evil God cannot erode their consciousness, let alone have any impact on them. "

The voice of the Lord of Mankind echoed in the primarch's mind.

"What about the other Chaos Evil Gods? What are they doing now?" Robert Guilliman continued to ask.

The emperor replied without thinking: "Their domain in subspace is suffering an unprecedented attack, and now they no longer care about other things."

"Under attack? You mean...a total war has begun?!!!"

The primarch opened his mouth in shock.

He simply couldn't believe that the other party was able to launch attacks on three of the four evil gods of subspace at the same time without the empire's intelligence network knowing anything about it.

When exactly?

So why is there no movement at all when a huge legion enters the subspace?

There were so many questions and puzzles plaguing Robert Guilliman that he subconsciously turned around and cast his gaze on the fighting incarnations of Shimmer Oil.

At this moment, as the endless demon army was blocked by the teleported Scourge, Nurgle, who realized that he could not get help, finally began to show his power as one of the four evil gods.

boom! boom! boom! boom!

Along with the sound of countless thick sores exploding, the entire castle magic hall was shrouded in a thick yellow-green fog.

This terrible plague is even more deadly than the "divine plague" that Kugas successfully cooked. Even the surface of Zuo Si's metal body began to show large areas of decay, rust and aging. Jaina's body in the form of death The table was also covered in fungus-like dust.

Any creature here, even the original body or even the Lord of Mankind himself, might be seriously injured or even die violently due to accidentally inhaling the terrifying thick fog.

In addition, the tentacles that grow out of Nurgle's body like twisted intestines and the rotten wounds full of fangs can also pose a considerable threat to opponents.

The most important thing is that as the god of life and fertility, his ability to withstand blows, vitality and regeneration is so tenacious.

Even if Zuo Si and Jaina cut off some limbs and pieces of flesh from the torso, the latter will quickly grow into a small Nurgle and join the battle.

In other words, this guy has no so-called vital and fatal parts at all, and has an almost infinite ability to split himself.

"Hahahaha! You want to kill me? Stop daydreaming! I am the immortal god of reincarnation and rebirth. No one can really kill me."

Dozens of Nurgles, large and small, laughed wildly in unison.

It is estimated that ordinary people will have nightmares for a lifetime if they look at such a horrifying scene. They may even be so disgusted that they cannot eat anything and starve themselves to death.

"Damn! Looks like we're in a little trouble."

Jaina frowned immediately.

Because the reincarnation and rebirth represented by Nurgle can restrain the power of death to a certain extent.

"Don't be anxious, take your time. Do you still want to kill one of the most powerful evil gods in subspace all at once?"

After that, Zuo Si shook off the rotten meat and yellow-green poisonous viscous juice stained on the magic sword, and continued to release the shining oil to devour and absorb everything around him.

He knew that to kill Nurgle he must first weaken the connection with the Warp.

The next step is to find its original essence as the Chaos Evil God, and then release all its power to destroy it.

Only in this way can we barely kill the opponent once.

As for when he will be reborn and what his power level will be after rebirth, it is unknown.

After all, evil gods like Nurgle have long been integrated with the subspace, and they also represent some kind of dark side in the hearts of intelligent beings in the real universe.

It is basically impossible to completely kill it once and for all.

Therefore, the only thing Zuo Si can do is to suppress the Chaos Evil God through this subspace war until he is unable to cause trouble in the real universe.

In this way, the human empire can gain a buffer and development period, and fundamentally change the current chaotic state of subspace through changes that improve people's cognitive level.

There is also the power to introduce order and maintain a delicate balance in the subspace.

"You already have a way to kill him?"

Jaina asked in surprise after avoiding those disgusting tentacles.

Zuo Si raised the corners of his mouth slightly and nodded: "That's right!

Don't forget, with my continuous strengthening and improvement, the shimmering oil can infect almost everything it comes into contact with.

Especially the subspace shimmering oil, which has completely spread in Nurgle Garden at this moment.

The next thing to do is to attack on a spiritual and willful level.

As for you...

You need to prepare for the upcoming ascension.

As I have repeatedly emphasized to you a long time ago, only the God of Death can kill a God of Life.

So all you have to do is wait for my signal.

When the time is right, all the souls swallowed by Frostmourne will be released, and transformed into the purest power of coldness and death through the Helm of Command.

At that time, your dead body will disappear permanently, and the warp will reshape you in the form of spirit and soul. "

"Okay, I know what to do."

As she spoke, Jaina thrust Frostmourne into the ground, then opened her arms to feel the tidal fluctuations of the sea of ​​souls in the subspace.

Soon, the realm of death began to spread around her with her as the center, constantly crowding out the realm of life that suppressed Nurgle.

On the other side, Zuo Si, who was fighting alone, also showed off the technology and ruthless skills of the incarnation of Shuoyou. He crazily devoured the surrounding matter and energy and turned it into a terrifying mechanical death star. He launched a mad attack on the infinitely divided Nurgle on the ground. Bombing mode.

Tens of thousands of various weapons were thrown out as if they were free of charge.

The fierce and intensive firepower and the huge-caliber subspace energy cannon can even destroy several star systems in an instant.