As the cleansing operation of the entire Bottas star zone began, more than a hundred planets were instantly plunged into war.
Because the families of those eliminated planetary governors had already expanded over hundreds or even thousands of years into huge monopoly groups linked by blood ties.
Not only power and the military, but also almost all the most profitable industries on every planet are controlled by them.
So when these people learn that everything they have now will be taken away and even their lives will not be guaranteed, they will naturally desperately mobilize all the resources and forces they can to resist.
They even deceive civilians who know nothing about the real situation and let innocent ordinary people die in order to protect their own interests.
But unfortunately, as an almost forgotten and backward area on the frontier of the empire, the level of science and technology and industry here is really shockingly low.
Even some of the main forging planets can only produce tanks, armored vehicles, small transport ships less than one kilometer in length, carrier-based attack aircraft, torpedo boats and atmospheric flying vehicles at best.
As for weapons, they are only laser guns, plasma cannons, bolt guns, medium artillery that fires solid ammunition, tactical nuclear missiles and other junk that are basically of no use in interstellar wars.
Although there are high-end items like mechas, there are at least a dozen knight mechas, but they are just useless in front of Shuo You.
Often, before they could even fire at full power, they would be eroded by the scorching oil that poured down from outer space.
Eventually both the mech itself and the pilot inside it will become part of the New Phyrexian army.
In contrast, ordinary people were not completely transformed. As long as they laid down their weapons, they could immediately obtain corresponding life safety guarantees.
After all, the Skull Taker, who is also the Demon Judge, knows very well that these mortals are the lambs in the master's soul pasture. Unless it is necessary, it is best to ensure their survival as much as possible.
In this way, these guys can reproduce quickly and give birth to more lambs.
Kill the upper ruling class and give power to the oppressed and exploited lower classes. This is the strategy that Zuo Si implemented in this universe.
Because in his opinion, only when a large amount of long-suppressed negative emotions are released to a certain extent can rationality return, and the increasingly powerful evil gods of the subspace can be weakened and restricted.
An environment without survival pressure, without hierarchy and with absolute fairness is undoubtedly the best choice.
Although the essence of this is to keep humans in captivity, harvest souls, and use the creations of New Phyrexia as managers, it is still countless times stronger than the corrupt human empire.
At this moment, Moscat was standing in a luxurious palace that originally belonged to a planetary governor at the top of a nest city. He looked down at the dignitaries who were being dragged out of their homes one by one and struggling and wailing. He raised his glass and took a sip of the dark red drink that looked like blood. He completely ignored the naked noble ladies and girls behind him who had been tortured to death. He sighed in a voice that only he could hear: "This feeling of being able to easily control the life and death of people of the same status as me is really wonderful! Looking at those familiar faces full of fear and despair, I will get a great satisfaction that is difficult to describe in words. It's addictive! The great Lord Soth is right. Evil and cruel are indeed my nature."
There is no doubt that the reason why this guy appeared here was, on the one hand, to show his loyalty and completely cut off all retreat routes, and on the other hand, to satisfy his own twisted desires and to collect wealth to raise the necessary funds for activities in other remote star regions of the empire.
Because the human empire is so huge and the connections between various star regions are not very frequent, it is difficult to describe the economy and trade.
To be precise, there is not even a unified currency.
Many star regions and even planets will issue their own currencies.
As for the empire's taxation, it has never been a collection of useless general equivalents such as "money", but a direct collection of various resources and physical objects including manpower.
Trade across universes is mostly in the form of barter.
There are only two types of currencies that have the property of wide circulation. One is the "Throne Coin" minted during the Great Crusade ten thousand years ago, but due to its scarce supply, it is only used by great nobles and gang leaders when doing large-scale trade.
The other is the “Eleven Beads” certified by the national religion.
Other currencies such as "credit coins", "paper money" and "Aguilas coins" are used in a certain star region or planet. Generally speaking, they will immediately become worthless garbage once they leave their economic scope.
Many times, Rogue Traders would rather buy a ship full of slaves, minerals, and low-end industrial products when leaving a planet than carry a pile of waste paper and credit points.
Of course, there is another saying that the Astra Militarum composed of mortals is equivalent to the copper coins in the hands of the God-Emperor, the Astartes warriors are silver coins, and the Custodes are the most valuable gold coins, and those Primarchs who are called the Emperor's heirs are equivalent to checks.
Their lives are the most valuable currency in the empire.
However, these words must not be heard by the people of the Inquisition, otherwise the consequences may not be good.
Moscat was well aware that the currencies issued on the planets in the Botas sector had no value at all within the empire, so he specifically asked the New Phyrexian Creations to collect "Throne Coins" and "Eleven Pearls", as well as large and small spaceships, tanks and other individual weapons, as well as various simply processed foods that were most abundant in this area.
Of course, the most important thing are the psychiatric drugs provided by Zuo Si.
If there is any aspect of technology in the cyberpunk city on the ninth level of Baator that is far ahead of the entire universe, it is undoubtedly the super-giant monopoly pharmaceutical company led by the succubus queen Mecanthust.
Thanks to the day and night research of a large number of succubi, alchemists, and wizards, various addictive drugs that can satisfy mortals' desires and even spiritual needs have been iterated countless times.
Like soma mentioned in the book Brave New World, which has no side effects, not only is there an almost identical product, but it is also more effective and lasts longer. It does not require any magic in the production process and is a completely cheap chemical industrial product.
Although in the magical world, this kind of pure chemical bliss is nothing at all, and it can't even satisfy some guys who are already seriously addicted to drugs.
But for the civilians of this universe, it is definitely an irresistible placebo.
Moreover, given the style of the corrupt bureaucratic system of the Human Empire, not only will they not prevent the spread of this drug, but they will encourage the lower-class people to take it in large quantities, which can not only reduce the risk of rebellion, but also reduce people's extreme negative emotions and weaken the Chaos Evil God of the Warp.
In addition, there are stimulants, berserker drugs, superhuman drugs and other things specially provided to the military that can enhance combat capabilities by overdrawing the body or even life in a short period of time.
After all, an army like the Astra Militarum, which is composed of mortals, is essentially a group of consumables.
If the overall casualties can be reduced by sacrificing a part of the population through taking drugs, or if the enemy's strength can be drastically consumed in a defensive battle, the top leaders will definitely choose large-scale use without hesitation.
As for the serious side effects of overdose of drugs, they are nothing in this cruel universe where human lives are like ants.
Anyway, when the time comes to take medicine, the probability of an ordinary soldier surviving will not exceed one in ten.
Rather than dying in vain, it is better to give it a try, even if it means inflicting some casualties on the enemy before dying.
Moscat believed that as long as he appeared in any corner of the empire with these things, he would quickly become the guest of honor of the local dignitaries and even establish a close cooperative relationship with them.
At that time, he will be able to use this relationship to continuously corrupt the other party until he completely transforms him into a devil.
Thinking of this, the planetary governor took out the devil's egg hanging around his neck, looked at the eye flashing with a terrifying blood-red light, grinned with a bloodthirsty and cruel smile, raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, and ordered without looking back: "Send me a few more young women of noble birth. I want to enjoy this wonderful feeling before returning to the empire."
"Please wait a moment!"
A New Phyrexian creation instantly made contact with its fellow creatures who were undergoing a purge outside through the information transmission device on its body.
After a while, another group of beautiful women with terrified faces were forcibly brought into the room.
When they saw the naked female corpses lying on the beds, they immediately realized what was waiting for them, and the women screamed shrilly and wanted to escape.
After all, they had done similar things to the lower-class civilians, serfs and slaves before, and would occasionally gather together to play hunting human games for fun, so they were not unfamiliar with it at all.
When Moscat raised the gun in his hand and brutally shot several of the leaders, the noble ladies and young ladies present, who were used to bullying others on weekdays, immediately knelt down like dogs and tried their best to please him, eager to use their young bodies as bargaining chips in exchange for a chance to survive.
But unfortunately, these women apparently forgot that in some of the entertainment activities they participated in, they never gave the slaves who were used as toys any chance to survive.
When Moscat got tired of playing, he quickly killed them one by one in various cruel ways, and even dismembered the bodies to make horrifying works of art.
There is no doubt that if his behavior is to be classified among the evil gods of the Warp, it definitely falls into the category of Slaanesh.
But Moscat was not worried at all that the evil god of the subspace would notice him.
Because the devil's egg is deeply bound to his soul, all these evil deeds will eventually be transformed into stored power until it is activated and completely abandons its human identity to become a true devil.
In his heart, he even prepared a nickname for himself, which was called "The Gravedigger of the Empire".
As the great cleansing of the Bottas star zone continued, the transformation of various planets was also continuing.
A huge amount of oil was spilled into every corner through the warships.
Soon those dirty and messy hive cities were quickly dismantled and rebuilt, from the originally dark and desperate steel jungle to a bright and hopeful utopian world.
Many slaves who had lived in the lower and lower classes all their lives and had never seen the color of the sky finally walked out of the dark environment in which they lived for the first time, came to the streets, stared at the gardens full of green plants, enjoyed the delicious food that only the upper class could eat before, and walked among the staggered spiral staircases.
Countless people who have become numb and desperate under the high pressure of work and survival even kneel on the ground and cry loudly, venting the pent-up dissatisfaction, anger and grievances in their hearts like crazy.
Even though they witnessed with their own eyes that the upper-level rulers of their planet were hunted down and killed by these monsters whose names they did not know, they did not hate them at all, nor did they feel that they should rise up in resistance to defend humanity and the empire as taught in the state religion scriptures. Instead, they were very grateful to them.
Because no matter what the purpose of these outsiders is, at least they allow themselves to live like real people, rather than an insignificant replaceable gear in the huge machine of the empire.
After a brief emotional catharsis, the civilians quickly calmed down by taking drugs that could relieve and release stress and gain mental pleasure, and accepted the fact that the New Phyrexian creations had become the rulers.
To be precise, it didn't take long for them to discover that letting these inhuman creatures rule was much better than humans ruling themselves.
Not only can it achieve absolute fairness, but it will also prevent such bad behaviors as corruption, abuse of power for personal gain, and treating the lower class people as tools and playthings.
The most important thing is that no one needs to do those heavy work anymore, nor does anyone need to worry about saying something wrong or something they dare not say after getting drunk, and being visited by the Inquisition the next day and labeled a heretic.
Gradually, the residents of the Botas star zone began to spurn the corrupt human empire and the Lord of Humanity who sat on the golden throne.
Because in their view, all the suffering they had suffered before was caused by the empire and the emperor.
After all, humans are utilitarian creatures most of the time, and it is impossible for them to understand and agree with the decision made by the upper-level rulers to sacrifice the interests of a small number of people to save more people.
Especially when you become the sacrificed part, it is normal to feel resentment and even strong resistance.
So never expect people with conflicting interests to understand each other.
Don't even try to persuade someone to give up his own interests for the so-called happiness of more people.
This will have no effect except to create hostility and resentment.
What's more, Zuo Si was behind this series of changes.
A large number of lower-class people who had never received any decent education had no power to resist this big devil who was good at social psychology. They quickly fell in love with him and became staunch believers and anti-imperialists.
This is one of the reasons why the entire ruling class must be purged.
Zuo Si was well aware of how easy it would be to manipulate the so-called "public opinion" if all the elites disappeared.
The beliefs of these mortals will become one of the sources of Shuoyou's incarnation's power in this world, and will also be a bargaining chip for entering the subspace to compete with the Chaos Evil God and the human emperor.
…
At the same time, far away in the region of Ultramar 500 worlds, the war between Lich King Jaina and the Legion of Nurgle has reached a white-hot level as the Scourge continues to grow stronger.
Relying on the tactics of retreating after fighting, never staying in one place for too long and occupying planets, Jaina successfully came and went like the wind in the huge dark network of the warp established by the enemy, and was never caught by the main force led by the demon primarch, Mortarion.
Instead, they had a brief encounter with the 1st Company of the Death Guard Legion, led by Typhas, the Vanguard of Nurgle.
As for the result, you don't need to ask to know that this old immortal guy was pinned to the ground and beaten by Jaina.
If it weren't for the power of the evil god Nurgle, which could instantly heal any injuries, he would have been transformed into an undead creature by Frostmourne.
After all, when Typhas was still a human, he had not even undergone complete Astartes transformation, and his personal combat power was simply not comparable to that of the Primarchs and the Archdaemons.
What's even more terrible is that the warp device created by Mortarion using the ancient artifact, the Hand of Darkness, to spread the plague was discovered, modified and used by Jaina.
This directly led to the complete failure of his plan to use the device to influence the entire Ultramar region's subspace psionic circle in order to corrupt the minds of the residents on various planets and create more plague armies.
Not only that!
Those zombies transformed from humans were also devoured by the natural disaster plague containing the power of death, and were completely transformed from their own soldiers to the enemy's soldiers.
This was undoubtedly like a loud slap in the face of the Demon Primarch.
As the plague's spread becomes less efficient, the threat posed by the Legion of Nurgle to Ultramar is decreasing exponentially.
If things continue like this, let alone bringing in our good brother Robert Guilliman, we might even end up embarrassing ourselves in front of our loving father Nurgle.
Things have developed to this point, whether Mortarion is willing or not, he must get rid of Jaina, this biggest threat, as soon as possible.
To this end, he not only used one of the planets that was completely occupied and corrupted, and even its rules had been warped, as bait, but he also summoned a large number of demons as reinforcements, intending to fight a decisive battle with the newly rising Scourge here. At this moment, the Primarch of the Death Guard was sitting on a throne of flesh and blood made of rotten corpses on the surface of the planet, looking up at the dazzling starry sky above his head.
In order to lure the Lich King Jaina into the trap, he specifically ordered all the fleets to hide in the Warp, intending to emulate the tactics used by Warmaster Horus during the Great Heresy, first luring the enemy deep into the territory and then encircling them, in order to completely eliminate this group of unknown forces that dared to challenge Nurgle.
Mortarion firmly believed that the previous defeats were only due to the fact that his subordinates were too incompetent, especially his adoptive father, Typhas, who was always scheming and scheming.
As long as you take action yourself, everything will be fine.
Just as he was using his super brain to predict the movements of the Scourge, a dazzling white light suddenly appeared out of nowhere in the sky above the entire planet.
The energy of the warp space fluctuated! The demon primarch noticed the abnormality almost immediately.
But before he could issue orders to his men, a large number of fleets wrapped in magic ice jumped out of the subspace all at once, and without waiting for even a second, launched a fierce attack on the defensive weapons deployed in the planet's orbit.
Especially the captured Queen of Glory-class battleship, which almost instantly launched a firepower coverage that was enough to make people feel despair.
More than 10,000 thermonuclear warheads rained down from outer space into low-Earth orbit, planting a spectacular mushroom cluster directly among the orbital defense weapons.
The horrific explosion even directly tore through the atmosphere, allowing the deadly radiation from the star to directly shine on the ground.
Many zombies simply could not withstand such radiation and fell to the ground, emitting a pungent burnt smell.
But this was just the beginning! Just as the orbital weapons that had been hit hard began to counterattack, one of the battleships suddenly released thousands of undead creatures wrapped in ice.
Just like they did during the airborne landing before, they smashed directly into these planetary orbital weapons and caused heavy damage, making the void shields that had just been put up completely useless.
As we all know, the void shield is very effective in resisting high-speed projections and energy weapons, but it is very poor in protecting against low-speed objects.
After obtaining the Void Shield technology, Jaina figured out the secret of it as soon as possible, so she could easily develop targeted tactics.
After all, one of the biggest advantages of the Undead Scourge is that they can survive and maintain combat effectiveness in the cold space without carrying any protective equipment.
Therefore, the orbital protection system, which is the most difficult to break through for other forces, is not difficult at all for her.
Watching the large void shields that were still in operation explode one after another, Lich King Jaina raised her chin slightly with a proud expression, and commented with a contemptuous tone: "If the demigod of this universe - the Primarch is only this level, it is a bit too disappointing. I originally thought there would be a fair fight."
"Great Lich King, please do not take it lightly. Mortarion has a powerful fleet under his command, but now this fleet has not organized a defense near this planet. I always feel that something is not right."
"Didn't you say that there was a deep conflict between Mortarion and his adopted father Typhas?
Maybe Taifas was unwilling to help and deliberately transferred the fleet to other places?
What's more, even if that loser Taifas comes, what can he do? He is just a defeated opponent of mine.
For now, let us focus on dealing with this daemon primarch of Nurgle.
You know, my master has always wanted to study these interesting life forms in order to find out what the human emperor is."
After saying that, Jaina winked at another lich beside her.
The latter understood what he meant and immediately issued an airborne order to the Scourge Legion, which had been on high alert.
In a flash, white spots of light that kept shining like stars could be seen in outer space of the entire planet, refracting light.
It was nothing else but an army of tens of billions, hundreds of billions of undead souls wrapped in magical ice.
It is precisely because of this unstoppable scale and range of terrifying airborne attacks that the Lich King Jaina was able to sweep through one planet after another occupied by the Legion of Nurgle with invincibility, and continued to grow like a snowball.
Looking at the undead army descending from the sky on the ground, even Mortarion, who always claimed to be the "Lord of Death", could not help but show a look of horror.
Because at this moment he could clearly feel that the power of death possessed by the other party was colder, stronger, and purer than his own, without a trace of impurities.
Just as the Daemon Primarch was in a brief state of shock, the adjutant next to him immediately yelled at all the Nurgle Legion members at the top of his voice: "Activate the air defense system! Fire! Fire quickly! Do not let the enemy break into this fortress! Otherwise, we will not be able to hold on until the fleet returns!"
"All anti-aircraft weapons open fire!"
"Tear these men to pieces who dare to offend the great Father Nurgle!"
"Release all the flies!"
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Suddenly, the planet, which had been completely overrun by daemons, zombies, Chaos Astartes, and various other disgusting creations of Nurgle, finally began to fight back.
The first thing to show its power was the overwhelming and dense anti-aircraft firepower network.
Countless missiles and energy beams completely covered the sky in just over ten minutes, and the anti-aircraft machine guns and anti-aircraft guns roared without stopping for a moment.
Many undead in the ice were blown to pieces in mid-air by these attacks before they even landed on the ground.
The huge swarms of flies used their flesh and blood to block more than 50% of the bombardment from the planetary orbit.
Never underestimate these humble Nurgle flies!
They are veritable subspace creatures. When their numbers reach a certain level, they can even use subspace energy to distort the rules of the universe, thereby rendering some long-range attacks ineffective.
This is why a large number of melee weapons are still equipped in this world.
Both the void shield and the subspace force can effectively block long-range firepower. At this time, close combat becomes the only option.
There is no doubt that the Nurgle Legion on this planet is the most tenacious enemy the Undead Scourge has ever encountered.
The number of undead creatures destroyed within half an hour through the anti-aircraft firepower network alone reached a terrifying number of one billion.
Unfortunately, no matter how fierce the anti-aircraft firepower is, it is impossible to stop Jaina from directly dropping troops from outer space in a spaceship.
Many undead creatures that successfully landed from the periphery of the fire network quickly organized themselves, began to spread the plague of the Scourge, and continuously killed and transformed those Nurgle creations.
By the time the Chaos Astartes of the Death Guard Legion arrived to eliminate these threats, portals had already opened out of nowhere.
The Scourge army rushed out from the other side like a tide, raising their guns and firing wildly. The dense barrage of bullets even tore apart the power armor of the Chaos Astartes.
Even those bodies blessed by Nurgle with almost infinite recovery power could not withstand such fierce firepower, and rotten flesh and pus splattered everywhere.
Although in terms of technological level, there is still a huge gap between the Undead Scourge and the Necrons of this universe.
But to some extent, they caused the enemy no less shock than the latter.
After all, the Necrons can't grow like a snowball in such a short period of time.
You should know that during this period, the Lich King Jaina attacked not only the Nurgle Legion, but also some planets occupied by the Orks and outposts established by the Tyranids.
So in the eyes of outsiders, the Scourge is a complete hodgepodge, with almost all races to be seen.
But the problem is that these races are not living people, but zombies that have been dead for a long time and exude a cold breath. They are even more creepy than the zombies resurrected by Nurgle.
The so-called zombies, strictly speaking, are corpses controlled by microorganisms such as viruses, bacteria, and fungi. Strictly speaking, they cannot be classified as undead, but should be classified as "zombies" that often appear in biochemical disasters.
The undead are authentic undead creatures, whose essence is driven by the power of soul and magic.
"Is this the enemy we have been looking for? A group of cold corpses without any emotion?"
Mortarion stared at the Scourge that kept charging and tearing through the defenses, his mind filled with a strong sense of unreality.
He couldn't believe that there were beings in this universe closer to death than Nurgle and himself.
"I'm afraid so!" A high-ranking demon in the Warp whispered in the Primarch's ear. "The Great Father has noticed this threat. What you have to do now is to eliminate it."
Just as Mortarion wanted to ask more about the inside story, Jaina finally walked out of the portal with several of her most powerful subordinates.
Without saying a word, she quickly raised her hand and released an incredibly powerful frost spell at the Death Guard Legion that was stubbornly resisting in front of her.
In a flash!
The blizzard swept across the sky and swept everything within a radius of several kilometers.
No matter whether it was the power mecha or the swarms of Nurgle flies in the sky, they were instantly frozen by the horrifying ultra-low temperature.
The latter happened in the later period. Pieces of corpses fell from the sky and shattered into pieces, forming a beautiful yet terrifying mountain of corpses on the ground.
"Mortarion!!! Are you planning to stay in there forever like a coward? Or are you too scared to come out and face me?"
The Lich King Jaina taunted wantonly while using magic to efficiently slaughter the Nurgle army in front of her.
Under the blessing of her terrifying frost magic, the temperature of the surrounding environment dropped rapidly and soon reached over minus 100 degrees Celsius.
In such an ultra-low temperature environment, even the subspace demons and the zombies controlled by microorganisms inevitably fell into a state of slow movement.
But the undead will not be affected at all, instead they can still exert 100% of their strength.
Watching his Death Guard Legion being defeated one after another, the Demon Primarch could no longer sit still, and finally rushed out with his personal guards known as the "Curtain of Death", waving the huge sickle in his hand and slashing at Jaina fiercely.
Since the Primarch himself was exceptionally tall and strong, he looked like a giant with immense strength.
Jaina, who is only of normal human height, looks like a short halfling or dwarf.
"You arrogant blasphemer! Today is the day you die!"
Mortarion roared with rage.
Ding! With the crisp sound of metal colliding and white frost flying everywhere, the two finally came to blows.
Although Jaina was clearly at a disadvantage in terms of strength, the divine power of Talona bestowed by Zuo Si and the power of death of the Lich King successfully allowed her to withstand the terrifying force unleashed by the opponent's attack.
Immediately afterwards, Jaina unleashed a howling blast that directly knocked the opponent away. The strong airflow made her white hair flutter in the wind. She sneered and responded, "Humph! You want to kill me? You have to be able to do it! With your understanding of death, it's simply a pipe dream to want to defeat me. Or you don't understand what true death is at all!"
"Who are you? Why are you able to cause such a strong subspace fluctuation?"
Mortarion's pupils suddenly dilated, and his horified eyes revealed a deep fear.
As the Daemon Primarch, at this face-to-face distance he could clearly feel the terrifying, cold shadow hidden in the thick black fog in the surrounding Warp.
It is well known that a creature's projection in the warp is a manifestation of its spirit and will.
For most psykers, at best they can only form a tiny flame in the warp space.
Those powerful psychics can only be regarded as candles or light bulbs at best.
Only a monster like the Emperor of Mankind who can compete with the Chaos God can form a huge physical projection in the subspace.
Therefore, any existence that can form a unique projection in the subspace basically has the potential to become a god, and even demons dare not approach easily.
After all, the psychic power of the Emperor of Mankind shines as brightly in the Warp as a torch that illuminates the dark galaxy.
But when have you ever heard of a demon daring to spy into his soul?
Not to mention peeking into the soul, anyone who dares to get close might be burned to ashes alive.
The same can be said of Malcador, the Sigil of the Empire, who may be the Emperor's only friend and companion.
As the second most powerful psychic in the human race after the Emperor, he has never been harassed by demons.
Therefore, all the demons in the subspace are a group of bullies who only bully the weak and fear the strong. They will only target those psychics who have no one to protect them.
"You can call me Jaina Proudmoore, or you can call me the Lich King. Now, let us continue this battle that will determine our fate. Let me see how capable you are as a Primarch and whether you deserve the title of demigod."
After saying that, Jaina wielded Frostmourne and launched a fierce attack.
Upon seeing this, a Death Veil guard immediately wanted to rush over to help his Primarch father.
Unfortunately, before he could get close, he immediately felt a biting cold enveloping him.
The next second...
A bone-chillingly powerful frost spell appeared out of nowhere, freezing him and the other two guards around him in place.
The one who took action was a psychic who was transformed into a lich.
He warned in a low and hoarse voice: "Do not attempt to disturb the Lich King's battle. Your opponent is me."
"Go! Kill it!"
The Death Veil Guards suddenly released the blessing of Nurgle in their bodies, and in just one or two seconds, hot and pungent green juice spurted out, melting the frozen parts of their bodies. Then they raised the grenade launcher in their hands and pulled the trigger without letting go.
Bullets containing deadly plague were fired crazily as if they were free.
You should know that the Astartes Legion under Nurgle, whether in close combat or ranged combat, can inject the germs they carry into bullets.
Once hit, you can get infected and become sick in minutes.
But unfortunately, these things are of no use to the lich at all.
Even the bullets were blocked by the warp deflection field, and occasionally one or two of them penetrated the protection and at most caused minor skin injuries to the lich.
"You really don't know how to live or die..."
The lich was obviously enraged. First, he used a frost nova to completely freeze the enemy in place, and then he began to chant a spell to release the famous "Death and Withering".
moment!
The terrifying subspace energy gushed out from underground crazily, quickly forming a black and purple area that was indistinguishable to the naked eye.
Several Death Curtain guards and demons who rushed up to help instantly felt the life energy in their bodies rapidly draining away.
Not even the blessing of Nurgle can stop this process.
"Damn it! What's going on?"
"It's the energy under our feet! Get out of this area!"
"No! My feet are frozen! I can't move at all!"
"I'll help you!"
As the last word came out of his mouth, a Death Guard rushed over from behind, swung the power ax in his hand and chopped down fiercely.
Poof! Along with blood and yellowish sticky liquid spurting out from the broken pustules, one of the Death Curtain's guards' legs was chopped off.
The other two people dragged him and ran out of the range of Death and Withering.
Unfortunately, before they could take two steps, the Death Knight beside the Lich cast Death Grip, directly grabbed these Chaos Astartes back, and put "Ice Chains" on them without saying a word.
The biting cold directly penetrated the power mecha's survival support system, making it impossible for the enemy to move their legs. Just like that, within the influence range of Death and Withering, all their vitality was drained away, and they turned into several cold corpses falling to the ground.
Facts have proved that a pure warrior profession, even with powerful long-range weapons, is still as fragile as a newborn baby in front of a spellcaster.
On the other side, Jaina also exerted all her strength as the strongest Lich King. She cast frost spells to restrict and slow down Mortarion's movements, and then she used superb swordsmanship to fly up and down, forcing the demon primarch to struggle to parry.
At this moment, his tall and strong body not only did not bring any help, but instead became a burden.
After a short while, one of the huge wings behind him was chopped off, and half of his body was condensed into a large piece of white frost under the attack of the frost spell.
Most importantly, all of Mortarion's plagues and poisons were completely useless against the already dead Lich King.
Moreover, the life force bestowed by Nurgle was greatly restrained.
Especially the soul-tearing pain after being slashed by the rune sword, which made him, who was usually calm and composed, start to go crazy...
(End of this chapter)
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