Man in Warhammer, starting Primarch

Nalai, once a beautiful garden world, has now become a stinking disaster land under the ravages of Chaos.

The excessive use of chemical weapons has formed a green poison gas that has covered the sky and the sun, and the concentration has even blocked the light of the stars.

In the vast poisonous fog,

"Purify this world!"

Countless fallen space warriors launched a charge, wearing black and green power armor.

Unlike other Nurgle demons, these fallen warriors look clean and have no stench and decay.

They are the Purifiers of the World and the Pestilence Warband who believe in Nurgle.

Notorious for their biological extinction and abuse of chemical weapons.

They like to use slow and systematic poison gas or other deadly weapons that do not distinguish between friend and foe to remove all traces of life.

They despise all forms of life and try to eliminate all life in the galaxy.

In the attack of the Purifiers of the World and the Pestilence Warband, famine and plague followed.

"All creatures in the world deserve to die!"

"Only in this way can the Milky Way be reborn!"

Gester muttered to himself, and even in front of the huge Space Marines, he looked extremely tall.

He was the blessed messenger of the forgotten, bringing equal destruction to all creatures.

"The empire has fallen into irredeemable depravity, and the only way to purity is death!"

Gester walked forward, and the nearby fallen Space Marines spontaneously dispersed to make way for him.

The deadly virus spread in the air, and the excessive use of chemical weapons gathered into a poisonous mist, enveloping every fallen warrior in it.

But they didn't care about all this,

"Foolish people who worship the false emperor, because of your ignorance, this world has become so polluted, I will definitely purify you."

Gester stopped and looked up at the huge fortress that stretched for more than ten kilometers in the distance.

One more step forward, and he would suffer a long-range attack from the opponent.

The steel fortress was so huge and majestic, but the weak imperial warriors could only cower weakly behind the void shield.

The huge fortress stood alone in this dead garden world, like a trapped beast lingering on.

"We have purified too many worlds, so many that we can't even count them ourselves, but every time, these humans have to make unnecessary resistance. Their ignorance chills me. These stupid guys don't know our good intentions at all!"

Gerst's adjutant said indignantly.

These humans not only refused to accept purification, but even resisted, which he thought was unreasonable.

The ignorant people brainwashed by the pseudo-emperor could not understand what kind of great cause their Purifying World Epidemic Army War Gang was doing!

As early as the end of the 36th millennium of the pseudo-emperor, they had seen through the tricks of the empire.

Life is the source of depravity, the beginning of sin, and the poison that tortures people's hearts!

Only the antidote, only equal death, can make all beings rest in peace and let the galaxy return to peace!

This is the supreme cause, the glory of benefiting all souls!

All the fallen warriors are indignant about the resistance of the imperial warriors.

But at this moment, Gust showed kindness, understanding, and compassionate empathy.

"These poor guys are just bewitched by the false emperor. They refuse the grace we give because their God Emperor taught them to be greedy, selfish, and cruel."

"They fell in the curse of life, thinking that this is the meaning of existence, but they don't know that they have been soaked in the bone marrow by the real poison."

"I pity them and sympathize with them. The righteous deeds they believe in are the root of all disasters; what they do is the beginning of all depravity; we must set an example and give them real grace. Only in this way can we remove the root of all disasters."

Gust gently comforted these fallen space warriors, so that his brothers can also learn to understand and empathize.

All the fallen warriors were listening to his teachings, and soon their eyes turned from resentment to compassion and sympathy.

——Let us save you who are suffering in misery!

The fallen warriors thought so, and their hearts were filled with great kindness.

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On the giant fortress of Nalai Star, a group of Star Army looked at the approaching group of Purifiers with solemn faces.

Among the fallen warbands controlled by the Chaos Forces, the Purifiers are also the most notorious.

Behind this group of Star Army, there are noisy sounds of preparation and distribution of firepower.

Once this fortress is captured, the civilians in the protected area behind will face the attack of the Purifiers.

This group of lunatics will never leave a single person alive.

They will exterminate all creatures before leaving this world that they killed with their own hands.

"Emperor, if you are listening, please give me guidance; I know that I am weak and do not deserve your help, but please give me the last bit of good luck so that I can save these innocent civilians."

A Star Army political commissar prayed silently in his heart.

After praying, he turned and walked into the fortress and came to an office.

In the office, a battle sister wearing a brand new power armor sat on a chair.

She seemed to be infected with some kind of heretical plague, and the severe corrosion caused several deep wounds on her body that could be seen to the bone.

The disgusting lumps and pus in the wounds looked numbing.

At this moment, the battle nun's whole body exudes a translucent force field that is like a substance. In this force field, these horrific wounds and traces of infection are being healed at an alarming speed.

At this moment, I saw the political commissar of the Astral Army coming.

The nun opened her eyes, even though her body was covered with wounds, her power armor was damaged, and there were still traces of blood and mud.

But her eyes were still bright and full of determination.

"Sir, I'm here to ask for support. The lunatics from the Plague Army's war gang have already made plans for a general attack. My brothers may not be able to hold on for long."

The Astral Military Commissar looked at the nun calmly, trying not to reveal the weakness and suspicion in his heart.

The battle nun and the team she led had saved their legion before, but when he asked which legion the other party was from, the nun said it was the reserves of the second legion.

Damn it, where did the Empire get its second legion?

Wasn't the Second Legion eliminated long ago?

Moreover, the other party also said that the No. 2 Primarch had recovered from the loss of control for ten thousand years and was leading an expeditionary force to liberate the galaxy.

These words once made the political commissar of the Astral Army feel that the other party was a lunatic.

But what if it's true?

"I've received word that support will arrive in an hour."

"Leave the frontal battlefield with the Chaos warband to us. I hope that before support arrives, you guys can hold on to the flanks, no matter the cost! Do you understand, political commissar?"

The Battle Sister's words are full of confidence, and her whole body is filled with power that can contagiously affect people's hearts.

The haze in the heart of the political commissar of the Astral Army was dispelled at this moment.

"One hour. As you command, sir!"

The political commissar of the Astra Militarum cannot guarantee whether reinforcements will really come.

But he knew that the hope, strength, and courage that surged in his heart after hearing the news were real.