Warhammer: From Planetary Governor

Chapter 405 Goddess of Life: Devourer, Nurgle is not here tonight ~

Nurgle Garden.

"Ugh, my good father, how can there be such a place in Nurgle Paradise..."

Bara looked at the forbidden land where the goddess of life lived, smelled the faint fragrance, and couldn't help feeling a sense of repulsion.

In the forbidden land, you can see grass, clear streams, blooming flowers and butterflies flying around.

These are the embodiment of the healing power of life, which is incompatible with the Nurgle Garden representing death and decay, and exudes a smell that Nurgle beings hate.

For Nurgle beings to enter there is probably the same as humans entering a fermented sealed cesspool in summer.

"Seven Plagues, the great father has a unique taste, and can actually tolerate that ugly life."

Bara pinched his nose, and a blasphemous thought passed through his heart.

It is said that the goddess of life is very clean, without even germs, and her skin is white and smooth, without pus or sores, and without any odor or signs of decay.

The whole body is fragrant.

With such a terrible body, even the smoothest and ugliest Nurgle beasts are more beautiful than her!

He took a deep breath and sniffed the stinking rotten sore fiercely, and then he came to his senses.

Sure enough, the order issued by the four-armed savior was not so easy to complete.

Bala raised the rating of this task again. For the sake of his loyal mission, he walked towards the forbidden land as if he was ready to die.

He must find a way to enter that disgusting place.

The Nurgle beings obviously don’t like this forbidden place and hide far away.

There are almost no Nurgle demons and life in the surrounding area, and even the rotten and swollen plants have become sparse and wilted.

"Stop... Stop, the Lord of Plague said that it is forbidden to move forward here!"

However, Bala was stopped not long after walking along the thorny path. Two Nurgle demons stopped him.

The two Nurgle demons were listless. Without the joy and happiness inherent in Nurgle life, they seemed to be tortured and were too lazy to move their feet.

The one-horned Nurgle demon vomited a bunch of maggots and continued to scold with a bitter face: "Intruder, if you don't want to be punished, leave quickly..."

The rules within the Nurgle faction are not so strict. Many things can be discussed. Sometimes, if you make a mistake, not only will there be no punishment, but you will even be comforted.

Unless you make a very bad mistake, the kind father of Nurgle will punish you, but he will not take your life directly like the blood god.

Next to him, the rotten-toothed Nurgle demon interrupted and complained: "Lord of Plague, is there a more cruel punishment than guarding here? I would rather fight with the Grey Knights who can emit holy light.

That's better than being here!"

He seemed to recognize Bala, and there was a hint of doubt in his eyes: "Big Eater, what are you doing here?"

This big eater has a wide range of friends, and he had specially invited the other party to taste his newly made plague before.

Bala saw that he was exposed, but he was not panicked. He made up a reason casually:

"Father, I am improving my ability to taste plague recently, and I came here to exercise my sense of smell..."

Hearing this, the two Nurgle demons stood in awe. They were indeed plague tasters. In order to improve themselves, they came here to suffer torture.

No wonder he could get praise from his father.

Bala glanced at the green garden behind: "Are you the guards here?"

The rotten-toothed Nurgle demon complained bitterly, and scattered all over the floor: "Yes, we obeyed the orders of the father to guard this place, and we have to stay here for seventy-seven rot cycles!"

The one-eyed Nurgle demon: "This place is too bad, even the plague flies are unwilling to fly over, I am afraid we can't hold on until the end of the rot cycle.

I really hope that there will be new guards to replace us soon..."

The goddess of life is a high-level deity, emitting healing power to the surroundings all the time, which is a harm to Nurgle life.

Of course, the degree of such damage is far less than the holy light of the cursed, which is equivalent to chronic torture.

After hearing this, Bala shuddered, and looked at the two Nurgle demons with a trace of sympathy.

This is really a difficult task.

If it were him who was guarding here, it would be worse than death.

He comforted: "Two Nurgle brothers, may the seven plagues bless you and let you leave this place as soon as possible."

However, as he was speaking, Bala suddenly widened his eyes, because he saw a bright and fragrant little flower growing on the shoulder of the rotten-toothed Nurgle demon.

He quietly stepped back and reminded: "You have something on you..."

Such direct healing energy that can eliminate plague fell on the body of Nurgle life, which was no less than a pile of feces on the body.

The rotten-toothed Nurgle demon smelled the fragrance and roared in pain:

"Ah, it's this damn plant again!"

He hurriedly stretched out his hand and pulled it off, pulling the flower and flesh together, and then threw it out.

But unexpectedly, in the tension, the flowers smeared on the face of the One-horned Nurgle Demon, which caused new screams and made the scene even more chaotic.

After a while, the chaos subsided.

The price was that the One-horned Nurgle Demon was lying on the ground with his butt sticking up and vomiting, and it seemed that there was no sign of stopping.

The Rotten Tooth Nurgle Demon abided by his duties and hoped that Bala could leave the forbidden land immediately.

They were also worried about being reprimanded by their father for dereliction of duty.

Bala knew that under the guard of the two great demons, he had no chance to enter there, so he did not insist, maybe he would find a chance to see it later.

But before leaving, he still gave the two great demons of Nurgle his treasured giant stinking plague, and promised to invite them to the Rotten Swamp to play with the stinking banshee after the guard was over.

This touched the two great demons of Nurgle very much.

Bala left this forbidden place.

He decided to find some special passages first to see if there were other ways to enter here or pass on information.

…

Inside the forbidden place.

On the vine swing decorated with flowers, there sat a holy figure, with white skin faintly emitting a faint glow.

That was the goddess of life-Aisha.

This was an elf with all the beauty of life, which made people feel pity.

At this moment, Aisha looked a little sad, with a trace of resentment in her gem-like clear eyes.

She held the butterfly with injured wings in both hands, used healing power to restore it, and then gently raised her hand to let it fly into the air.

Aisha's sadness now was not only because of the injured butterfly or her own fate, but also because she felt the power of the plague was increasing.

The Lord of Plague was going to create more plagues to harm life.

She looked up and looked deep into the Nurgle Garden.

There was a huge house filled with pure black and corrupt miasma, its wood was rotten and moldy, and the roof was covered with all kinds of maggots imaginable.

The poison poured down from the most disgusting rotten walls, polluting everything around.

That was Nurgle's residence.

The goddess of life knew that although the black house looked rotten and crumbling, it would last until the end of time.

Aisha looked at all this and felt deep fear and disgust.

The evil god of Nurgle was still the same as before.

From time to time, he made himself drink the rotten plague poison, watching himself suffer from the plague and recover.

And she couldn't refuse this enthusiasm or coercion.

In that black house, Aisha saw the fate of the galaxy and the lives in it, and the ravages of the plague, and couldn't help but shed tears for what was about to happen.

Those tears fell to the ground and turned into crystal gems.

The goddess of life didn't know how to stop it, and there was nothing she could do, and she couldn't even leave the Garden of Nurgle.

Because once she stepped out of the garden, she would be captured by the incarnation of joy, the prince of darkness.

Then she would face a more terrible fate.

"What should I do?"

Aisha sobbed slightly, wrapped in deep helplessness, and she thought of a certain existence she had met, and thought of that tall body.

That was the only possible salvation she could get, maybe that existence could do something for the coming plague.

"Demon Eater, do you still remember the agreement between us?"

Aisha sighed slightly.

The legend of the Demon Eater spread more and more in the subspace, becoming more and more powerful, giving her more hope.

However, no matter how she called him, she couldn't get his response like before.

Perhaps the demon eater has forgotten about herself and the promise.

Thinking of this, she felt even more pitiful.

Now, the goddess of life no longer expected the demon eater to save her, but only hoped to tell him the terrible news of the coming plague and the method of making some healing drugs.

In order to save more lives in the galaxy.

However, the transmission of information is so difficult.

Aisha thought about how to transmit the message, and she had to be hidden to avoid being discovered by the terrible evil god of Nurgle.

In any case, she had to take a risk...

——

Dream, the pipeline at the bottom of the ship.

Roar——

Hundreds of ferocious heavy-armored chicken thieves ran over, lined up and stood at attention, their little eyes full of determination.

Under the cold light of the pipeline tube, the imperial eagles and work badges on the chests of these heavy-armored chicken thieves cleaners shone brightly.

At this moment, many chicken thieves still had some demon creatures that invaded the bottom of the ship in their mouths.

During the voyage of the Eye of Terror, too many Chaos creatures tried to attach to or invade the ship.

They were swallowing their mouths in a hurry to avoid damaging their image.

Because the Four-Armed Savior was about to come to review their work.

"Not bad, very energetic!"

As soon as Ron walked to the front of the heavy-armed chicken thieves, he heard the neat and powerful sound of stomping on the ground. These chicken thieves saluted in a very standard posture, and they almost raised their hands to say hi.

He looked at these loyal heavy-armed chicken thieves cleaners with satisfaction.

They have served in the Dream for decades and have done a very good job. It is time to promote some of them.

Now, his cloned body has entered the final catalytic stage, and the formation of the Chaos Force is also being prepared in full swing. As for the Nurgle Chicken Thief's inner traitor, there is no news yet.

This time he came here to select a group of powerful heavy-armed chicken thieves as the core force of the new Chaos Force.

They will receive the second blessing and the blessing of chaos and become new demon chicken thieves. Moreover, this chaotic power does not belong to any of the Chaos Gods, but only to themselves.

Afterwards, Ron looked through the work records, selected dozens of heavy-duty chicken thieves who worked most rigorously and had a good attitude, and brought them to a black legion space fortress towed by the Dream.

Those heavy-armored chicken thieves will be trained and blessed there, and then become powerful Chaos Demons.

After he selected the heavy-armored chicken thieves, he returned to the bridge because there were more important things to arrange and deal with next.

Ron looked outside the Dream, and the gray planet gradually became huge.

The appearance of the planet was turbulent, and boiling clouds covered its surface. It was vaguely seen that there were giant black mountains protruding from the surface in the lightning vortex.

Obviously, this is a planet that is completely polluted by chaos energy, and it is also the Chaos Station selected by the Savior.

He flipped through the information sent by the relevant departments. Although the location of this planet is remote, it has a natural environment that is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

More importantly, the Dream has found a hidden and safe channel to the outside world.

As long as a fortress defense is built on that channel, the attack from the outside world can be well blocked.

Even more fortunately, this place is not occupied by any Chaos forces.

According to the report of the reconnaissance team that sneaked into the planet, the strongest Chaos organization that can be found on the planet is just a group of Chaos Pirates.

They regarded this place as a safe house.

Moreover, the surface of this planet is not devoid of life, but has a certain degree of civilization. The "mortals" living on the surface of the planet are a group of tribesmen.

Since birth, they have been affected by the power of chaos, their appearance has become distorted, and they have grown extra limbs, eyeballs and pincers.

It can be said that they are completely chaotic life.

However, these suffering chaos residents did not realize that they were polluted.

Because when a person is in pain and torture since birth, he has no concept of beauty.

Then he will think that the world is like this and get used to it.

These chaos residents are like this. They live like normal humans in pain and torture, and fight endlessly for mutant beasts and rotten water sources.

Most of them have very short lives.

But the strong among them can live longer than ordinary humans and become more powerful with the support of chaos mutation.

This is also the norm inside the Eye of Terror. There are a large number of humans corrupted by chaos, serving chaos warriors and demons as chaos slaves.

Become one of the reserve forces of Chaos.

This is also an important factor for the sustainable development of the chaotic forces of the Eye of Terror.

Soon, these Chaos residents will become the people of his savior, the Dark Prince, and they will be able to have a better life and contribute their own strength.

And this Chaos planet named "Black Abyss" by him can also get better development.

But before completely occupying this place, he still has to do some preparation.

"Savior, the witchcraft space storm is ready."

Taco came to report.

Just now, he followed the order of the savior to summon the think tank and psychics and arranged a psychic array that could trigger a small space storm.

"Then let them start."

Ron nodded and issued a new order.

However, the target of the space storm was not the Chaos planet in front of him, but his own Dream.

The small space storm could not affect the Dream, but it could cause damage to the defenseless Chaos warship towed by the Dream.

That Chaos warship held more than 3,000 Chaos warriors who were deprived of their armor and weapons. This was a powerful force anywhere.

It was also the base of the new Chaos forces that Ron had planned.

But as the enemy who captured these Chaos warriors, it was not so easy to recapture them, so he had to create some accidents.

When the small space storm broke out, it would "accidentally" tear apart one side of the Chaos warship.

At the same time, under the influence of the storm, the landing capsules holding Chaos warriors would be "accidentally" swept out and fall into the Black Abyss Star.

And the Dream left without knowing it.

It can be foreseen that these more than 3,000 Chaos warriors who were stranded on the surface of the Black Abyss Star due to the space disaster will experience a difficult survival.

Then occupy this place.

But they had no way to leave or cross the storm. They could only stay on this remote planet in humiliation and without honor, and could not participate in the conquest of the Eye of Terror and the Milky Way.

This was extremely painful for the Chaos warriors.

When the Chaos Warriors are desperate, I will descend here with the body of Chaos, conquer them with unstoppable magic power, and give them stronger equipment and power.

Then lead them to embark on the road of conquest again.

This is the script designed by Ron for these Chaos Warriors, which can perfectly subdue them without too many hidden dangers.

With the issuance of the order.

The Dream turned around and sailed in the opposite direction, while the Chaos warship behind it was driven by inertia to the Black Abyss Star.

Then, the trap set before broke out, and the space storm hit the Chaos warship, tearing the outer hull, and a large number of landing capsules fell into space.

Then, these landing capsules fell to the surface of the planet under the pull of the gravity of the Black Abyss Star, turning into hundreds of meteors.

"I hope these guys can survive more..."

Ron looked at the meteors turned into these landing capsules and sighed slightly.

In addition to the accidents during the fall, those Chaos Warriors will inevitably trigger new struggles after escaping.

I'm afraid some people will die in the process.

But there will also be some people who become tougher and stronger during the struggle.

He was full of expectations to master this chaotic power, and he was eager to try it.

It's a completely different feeling, and I can gain more freedom in future activities.

After all, with his current status, there are too many eyes watching him, and with this chaotic power, he can get rid of the shackles to a certain extent and perform more sexy operations.

Ron sat back on the sofa. Everything was almost decorated now, and the next step was to wait patiently.

Wait until you calm down.

He couldn't help but think of the plague war, which was a major matter related to the life and death of the Savior's territory.

Moreover, the divine plague that Nurgle's forces are about to create is a terrible plague that can kill the original body, and he will also face great danger to his life.

If there is no good response.

Even if he finally wins the war, he will suffer huge losses, and the development of the Savior's territory may be set back for many years.

Years of hard work wasted.

However, several months have passed, and there has been no news of Bala, the inner ghost of Nurgle's chicken thief.

If it weren't for the belief node representing Bala still existing, he would have thought that the other party had died while performing the task.

It didn't take long.

A smile appeared on Ron's face, because Bara finally sent a new message.

In addition to the map information of Nurgle Garden, that message also contained a lot of plague data, which could speed up the research progress of the Plague Research Institute to a certain extent.

Moreover, the Nurgle ghost said that after coming into contact with new plagues in the future, they will continue to come.

More importantly, the Bala guy found a way to send a Nurgling to the goddess of life, conveying some simple information.

Unfortunately, Nurgling wisdom is relatively simple and cannot carry high-concentration information.

Otherwise, the rest will be simple.

But even so, it is a major breakthrough, at least we are in contact!

Now, it depends on how you can contact the goddess of life in person, but if you want to do this, the conditions are still a bit harsh.

The risk is too high for Nurgle to be there, and it's easy to spot.

Ron flipped through the message and thought about his next plan. He still had some time to perfect the arrangements.

in the following time.

He began to work on this high-risk plan, waiting for the opportunity...

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Two years later, Gardens of Nurgle.

In the forbidden place, the goddess of life Aisha was sitting on the vine swing as usual, but she was not crying like before.

Even not so long ago, Nurgle had served him a more putrid and painful stew of plague, and had the great devils of Nurgle dancing for his own pleasure.

Trampled all her flowers to pieces.

Because Aisha had expectations in her heart, looking forward to meeting the Demon Eater, he did not forget himself.

Just thinking about it made her a little worried.

Such behavior is very risky, and if the Demon Eater needs to go to this dangerous place, he may be harmed.

"I hope he can meet me safely..."

Aisha was like a princess trapped in a dragon's castle. She couldn't help but care about the warrior who was about to come to find her, and her heart was moved.

Squeak!

Suddenly, there was a huge sound from the wooden door, a smelly wind rushed out, and countless maggots were scattered everywhere with the wind.

Such a change comes from the black house, the abode of Nurgle.

Dong dong dong——

An extremely huge body wrapped in thick yellow mist stepped forward.

Nurgle's rotten body stepped into this garden belonging to the goddess of life. Death and plague would come with every step. Large patches of flowers withered and rotted, twisting into screaming life.

He came to see Elsa, but he didn’t bring plague soup.

The reason why he came here was because the Plague Lord wanted to leave Nurgle Garden temporarily. Every time he wanted to go out, he would come over to take a look at the Goddess of Life.

Show some care.

Nurgle didn't say much, just left a concerned look in his eyes, and then walked away slightly and staggeringly.

He was also worried that he would trample too many flowers and make the goddess of life sad.

Afterwards, the Plague Lord issued an order to strengthen the guards here, and then hurriedly left the Garden of Nurgle.

"He...is gone?!"

When Elsa saw Nurgle leaving, she felt extremely happy and a little nervous.

Now she had a chance to meet the Demon Eater, but they had to end this meeting before Nurgle returned.

Otherwise, you will face unpredictable terrorist risks.

Because not many beings can bear the wrath of Nurgle, even Slaanesh must avoid its edge!

Aisha took a deep breath, waved her hand gently, and the flowers in the depths parted outward, revealing a miniature swamp.

There was a listless Nurgling with his tongue lolling out.

Obviously, it was not having a very good time here, falling into a slight depression, but unable to leave.

"Poor little guy..."

Aisha looked at this little Nurgling and felt a little unbearable.

Fortunately, it can leave today.

She controlled her power to separate the flowers and grass, leaving a small path corroded by the plague.

The Nurgle spirit, upon receiving the news of the terrifying healing power surrounding itself, immediately crawled out of the mire and ran out screaming.

It becomes visibly happy and jumping around.

This Nurgling wants to return to its master, the Maw King, to roll and dance in the mire!

However, what it didn't know was that the act of returning itself conveyed a message.

That is:

Nurgle is not at home, come quickly!

This is an order. Once the Nurgle spirit returns, both sides will start to make corresponding preparations.

The Nurgle spirit quickly ran back to the quagmire.

"Plague, you poor little thing are finally back!"

Bala pinched the little guy who was a little wilted and threw it into the jar full of plague. That was a reward for it.

Then, he excitedly sent a message to the four-armed savior.