Man in Warhammer, starting Primarch

"Come on directly!"

The original body was too lazy to talk nonsense with the Great Demon. In his eyes, the Great Unclean One in front of him was like a huge mountain of shit, and he really had no interest in talking.

Dukel got on without hesitation.

He stepped forward, raised the chain sword high, and struck it directly like a heavy hammer with unparalleled power.

The simple and crude but swift and effective attack made even the powerful Plague Lord unable to help showing fear.

However, Lymph didn't panic at all. His huge and bloated body burst out at extremely fast speeds, retreating quickly while spiritual energy surged.

Roar! ——

The plague zombies in the poisonous mist spit out dirty and turbid unknown liquid.

Corrupted objects imbued with the psychic energy of the Great Demon can easily corrupt even Imperial tanks.

"After thousands of years, His Highness is still so reckless." Lymphs said slowly, with a hint of pride in his tone, "You can't avoid it in mid-air."

Chi chi chi chi——

Before he finished speaking, he discovered that the poison he had spilled was all dispersed by the invisible force field, releasing wisps of black smoke in front of the original body, and then dissipated in the air.

It didn't have any effect at all!

"So that's it, force field technology that I've never seen before." Lymphs admired.

However, this big demon did not panic. For other demons, the force field that is invincible may not always be effective in front of him.

boom! ——

Dukel's power poured into the ground, and although his attack missed, it shook the entire earth.

Like a strong earthquake, even the plague zombies in the poisonous fog were affected, swaying and swaying.

Both the Nurgle demons and the Imperial warriors nearby had retreated voluntarily at this moment, making way for enough space for this battle.

In the battle between demigods and demons, if mortals want to intervene, they must be prepared to pay with their lives.

After Duker's blow missed, he did not show any disappointment. Instead, he became more excited and quickly rushed towards the Great Unclean One.

He completely ignored the plague zombies in the poisonous fog, picked up the chain sword and slashed at the big demon.

The plague zombies were also affected by the shaking of the ground. Their unstable bodies were unable to stop them.

But the next second, he saw strong spiritual energy condensing in Lymph's hand, and his fat finger pointed forward.

A plague zombie suddenly raised its head and vomited green putrid juice.

The thick juice suddenly exploded the moment it came into contact with the air, turning into a green poisonous mist that instantly enveloped everything around it.

"Your Highness Dukel, hold your breath!" a Space Marine not far away shouted.

The Daemons of Nurgle do not have the powerful fighting power of the followers of Khorne, nor the deadly temptation of Slaanesh, nor the seemingly controllable strategy of Tzeentch.

However, their almost insoluble biochemical poison and tenacious vitality have brought extremely painful memories to the Imperial soldiers.

"This is a thick soup cooked by a loving father. I usually don't want to enjoy it myself, so I can only temporarily store it in the children's mouths." Lymphos showed a simple smile, and at the same time, his fat body continued to retreat from the original body. Create distance.

Psychic energy flashes frequently.

One zombie after another vomited thick juice, one after another, seven times in a row.

In order to entertain Dukel, he almost took out thousands of years of inventory.

Lymph was not sad about this, but rather proud of it. After all, generosity is the first virtue taught by a loving father to his children.

The poisonous mist escapes from the thick juice, and everything is going to decay. The earth is twisting, the walls are wailing violently, and the air is also screaming.

Even the power armor worn by Space Marines has its own air filtration system.

But at this moment, faced with the poison spilling out of the air, they couldn't help but stay away.

The demons of Nurgle were left standing there with intoxicated expressions on their faces, greedily sucking in the poisonous gas, and looking at the original body in the center of the poisonous mist, there was even strong jealousy in their eyes.

"How can you enjoy such delicious food all to yourself?"

Lymph stretched out his long, thick tongue and licked his lips, tasting the poisonous gas in the air.

It is a time of great joy for the demons of Nurgle.

boom! ——

But just as they were enjoying the delicious food given by Nurgle.

A figure suddenly rushed out from the thick green poisonous gas!

The primarch's figure tore through the miasma.

However, the smile on Lymph's face did not diminish at all, "Your Highness, you have tasted my loving father's soup, even if you just smelled it."

"You must still be unable to extricate yourself at this moment, right?"

For the original body, it is not difficult to hold one's breath for a long time, but the taste of Father's soup can fascinate even stubborn rocks and gravel. How can it be avoided by holding one's breath?

The original body in front of him must have tasted that unforgettable taste.

Buzz! ——

Duker remained silent as he slashed down with the chain sword, leaving a nearly one-meter deep wound on Lymph's body. Corrupted blood mixed with turbid body fluids flowed out.

The big demon who was slashed was not willing to fight at all, but turned around and ran away.

During this period, he also used instant teleportation many times to move short distances to avoid the original body's attacks.

The plague zombies worked hard one after another, using their own flesh and blood to block Dukel's progress.

But even so, the Great Unclean One inevitably left more and more horrific scars on his body.

However, Lymph was still smiling. His internal organs flowed out along the damaged wound and dragged on the ground in a daze. "Your Highness, I advise you to be more honest. Even the body of the great original body is not that good." It’s easy to digest the soup carefully prepared by your loving father.”

"Honestly?" Duker opened his mouth irritably. He was a little disgusted at this moment. There was dirty flesh and blood everywhere. He and the Great Unclean One were like dueling in a cesspit.

"Who do you think you are?! You're a disgusting creature like a maggot, and you're telling me to be honest? Why don't you just come over and let me chop it down!"

"Dirty bastard, a disgusting piece of shit!"

"Damn maggots!"

As he spoke, Dukel's chain sword slashed him again. The buzzing chain saw tore at the rotting body, causing flesh foam to splash everywhere.

Lymphatics was not angry even after being chopped or scolded. He seemed to be naturally good-tempered and still cheerful. "Your Highness, you should be able to feel the changes in your body. Those children are making trouble, right?"

"These are the seven thick soups given to me by my loving father. The whole world will grow into a beautiful garden under their generous irrigation."

"The more intense your exercise, the more fully you will absorb these nutrients, until you can no longer live without this delicious food and will join us willingly!"

Nurgle's authority does not lie in fighting.

Why should he fight head-on with the Primarch? Waiting for the soup to evaporate and the nutrients to spread.

Anyway, he was huge, so it wouldn't hurt him to be slashed a few times.

Generosity is the first virtue of a loving father, and it is the duty of a Nurgle believer to spread out these delicacies!

However, Duker didn't want to listen to what the big devil said. He just kept chasing and slashing with his head, and kept swinging the chain sword in his hand. Not only did he not stop, but he showed signs of getting harder and harder.

He was like an angry bull, overturning the earth, knocking down walls, and smashing the whole world into holes.

"Your Highness, you are really brave." Although Lymphis was slashed twice more, half of his body was almost chopped to pieces. The fire of the soul attached to the wound caused severe pain that penetrated into his soul, but He was still not angry, but sighed secretly.

"He will be my best gift to my loving father. The stupid human empire has been deprived of everything by the mummy on the golden throne. I will save them and let them live in a loving father's family forever from suffering."