With a scream mixed with anger, a hole was torn in Mortarion's power armor again, and a large amount of rotten and smelly liquid gushed out.
If it were just physical damage, it would not be enough to make the Demon Primarch lose his composure like this.
Because under the blessing of Nurgle, he had long since turned into a monster who did not know what pain was, and could even gain a strong sense of pleasure from the plague and disease he carried in his body.
But the problem is that Frostmourne's attacks not only cause physical damage, but also tear directly into the soul.
The more the evil god Nurgle values Mortarion's soul and does not want it to be taken away by the Lich Queen Jaina, the greater the pain the latter will suffer in the tearing process.
And there is no way to block out this severe pain from the depths of the soul, and it can't even alleviate it a little.
The mad Daemon Primarch has begun to mobilize the power of the Warp, setting off a horrific storm on the surface of the planet.
He swung the sickle in his hand wildly, trying to split the tiny woman in front of him in half.
But anyone who knows Jaina knows how difficult this one of the most outstanding female mages in Azeroth is.
In her combat record, there were not many cases of serious injuries or even death.
Many times, just frost spells, summoning water elements and magic teleportation are enough to easily manipulate the enemy.
What's more, after he pulled out Frostmourne and became the Lich King, his strength expanded exponentially.
In her timeline, all the forces in Azeroth were ultimately defeated by the Scourge, even the wild demigods, Titan guardians, and the invading Burning Legion.
This is also why when Zuo Si discovered the Lich King Jaina, he was deeply attracted to this cold, arrogant, evil woman who had no normal emotions at first sight.
Compared to the Avengers who later turned evil and vowed to kill all orcs, this is the most perfect, powerful and impeccable Jaina Proudmoore.
What's more, as a mage, how could Jaina not play to her strengths and foolishly engage in close combat with a huge primarch who was over three meters and five meters tall.
In fact, since the beginning of the battle, massive summons of ice elements have never stopped.
Mortarion spent half his time dealing with these ice elementals, which radiated a bone-chilling chill and cast frostbolts and frost nova spells.
Although he and his Death Guard had been in the Warp for a long time since the end of the Horus Heresy, he had never seen any of the evil gods' great demons possess such strange abilities.
What's more, before his fall, this guy particularly hated everything related to the power of the warp, and even thought that these evil sorceries should be completely banned.
This thinking also led to him being the least adept at using psionics among all the Primarchs.
"Idiot! You call yourself the Lord of Death, but you don't even know whether the power you possess is life or death. The plagues and poisons you control are all part of the cycle of life and nature, not even the process of death."
Lich King Jaina taunted while speeding up her attacks, showing no intention of showing any mercy.
Perhaps when she was first summoned, the Demon Primarch would have had some chance of winning.
But after slaughtering so many Nurgle Legions, Orcs and Tyranids on so many planets, Jaina at this moment has already formed a stable substantial projection in the warp, and can barely be regarded as a secondary god of death.
However, like the Emperor of Humanity, he has not yet completely abandoned his physical body and entered the subspace in the form of pure spirit.
Among the many Primarchs, Mortarion's combat effectiveness was far from the strongest, otherwise he would not have been defeated by the Khan during the Horus Heresy, and later banished back to the Warp by the famous "Drag" Kaldor Drago during the Konowin Campaign.
The most important thing is that he seriously lacks the most important self-awareness as a strong man.
Clearly he has become Nurgle's plaything, and even has an inexplicable fanaticism for various death rituals, but he always believes that he, like Warmaster Horus, is just using the power of Chaos to achieve his goals. He is the real controller, and the power of plague and corruption are just controlled slaves.
A weak person like this who has no inner strength will never be able to realize his great potential even if he has it.
Therefore, the more she understood the enemy before her, the more the Lich King Jaina despised him. Her two eyes, shining with cold blue light, were filled with naked and undisguised contempt.
"No! I am the Lord of Death! I am the incarnation of death in the entire universe! You are just a fake who jumped out from nowhere! Go to hell!"
As if stimulated, Mortarion reached out to grab the troublesome woman in front of him.
But unfortunately, his huge body filled with rotten flesh and abscesses could not move quickly, so he missed again and was entangled by the ice element that pounced on him.
All you can do is swing the giant scythe desperately to clean up all these annoying elements that you can never kill.
Otherwise, the connection points of the huge power armor will soon be frozen and stuck by the ice, causing the joints to be unable to move freely.
The Demon Primarch had suffered a loss once before, so he was extremely disgusted with these flies that posed no threat to him but which he could not ignore.
But in just two seconds of dealing with the ice element, Jaina once again exerted her power as the Lich King, and a chain of ice instantly restricted Mortarion's movement.
The next second...
He instantly appeared behind his opponent, raised Frostmourne and thrust it hard into the gap in the armor that had been torn in the previous battle.
puff!!!!
Foul-smelling pus and blood gushed out from the waist, carrying with it organs such as internal organs and broken intestines, which flowed all over the floor like free stuff.
What was even more terrifying was the soul-shattering effect caused by Frostmourne penetrating the body, causing the Daemon Primarch to let out a heart-wrenching wail on the spot.
His whole body seemed to be struck by a huge electric current. He was twitching violently and uncontrollably from head to toe. His eyeballs rolled up, leaving only a creepy white.
You don't need to ask to know that this is the consequence of the soul being constantly torn between two powerful beings.
When the Lich King Jaina pulled out Frostmourne, a wisp of almost completely transparent soul energy could be faintly felt.
But just when she wanted to completely tear off this strand of soul energy, a huge hand stretched out from the subspace and forcibly snatched the soul fragment back.
"Damn it! Nurgle again!"
Jaina couldn't help but complain in a low voice, and swung the rune sword mercilessly, leaving a slash filled with the power of death on the big hand.
In a flash, poisonous blood emitting yellow-green fluorescence flowed out from a wound more than half a meter in size, and a large area of skin instantly turned gray.
Anyone around who was splashed with this poisonous blood, whether they were high-level undead from the Scourge, Chaos Astartes, or Warp Demons, were instantly melted into an indescribable liquid.
It is obvious that the blood of one of the four great Chaos Gods in the Warp can cause terrible destructive power.
To be precise, as the blood of Nurgle seeps into the soil and merges with the groundwater, the entire planet will become uninhabitable for life.
To be precise, it will completely become a Delta-type planet in the Imperial classification, which is what many people call a "death world."
The most famous of these is Catachan, also known as the Green Hell.
However, at this moment, the Lich King Jaina no longer cared about what the planet would eventually become, and suddenly mobilized all the death power she had accumulated during this period of time. She first connected with all the undead through the Helm of Domination, and then extracted power to release the projection formed in the subspace on the spot.
boom!!!!!!
In less than a few seconds, a thick black and cold fog with her as the center instantly swept over everything around her.
Billions of Nurgle demons, Chaos Astartes, zombies of various shapes and swarms of flies that covered the sky, all fell to the ground and lost their lives completely the moment they were swallowed by the thick black fog.
The Nurgle plague and the rules of the Warp that originally covered the surface of the planet were distorted on the spot, and life disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, replaced by its opposite - death.
"You...you are actually a god of death?"
Mortarion, who had just recovered from the severe pain in his soul, had a look of horror on his face.
Because at this moment he was in the gap between the subspace and the real universe, he could clearly see the female figure standing proudly in the black fog.
"I told you at the beginning that you were not even a toddler in the realm of death.
Do you think plague and killing are the essence of death?
No! The real death is the complete annihilation of the body! It is the permanent transformation and sublimation of the soul and spirit! And the Nurgle you serve is not the god of death at all, but the god of life and abundance, standing on the opposite side of death from the beginning.
He has become what he is today because of the despair and twisted malice of a large number of mortals."
Lich King Jaina told the truth very straightforwardly.
Because in previous battles, she had fought against Nurgle's power extending into the real universe more than once, so she clearly felt the opponent's true core hidden under the chaotic and dark appearance.
To be precise, the four evil gods of the Warp actually all have positive sides.
For example, Khorne embodies courage, honor, responsibility, discipline, etc., while Tzeentch is the undoubted god of wisdom. The core of Slaanesh contains beautiful emotions that mortals desire, such as love, happiness, and pleasure.
But in the final analysis, it is the powerful negative emotions and dark desires in the hearts of mortals that have shaped their current form.
Therefore, Lich King Jaina is very sure that as long as her Scourge continues to grow and develop, becoming the god of death of this universe will be a foregone conclusion.
The only problem now was that, due to Nurgle's constant meddling, she was unable to capture the demonic Primarch in front of her and complete the task assigned by her master.
This undoubtedly made Jaina feel very unhappy and annoyed.
But there was no way she could defeat Nurgle, one of the four evil Chaos Gods, and the two sides briefly fell into a stalemate where neither could do anything to the other.
"It turns out that I am not the Lord of Death at all..."
Mortarion lowered his head and looked at his own rotten and foul-smelling body, and at the horrifying faces reflected by the terrible liquids on the ground. He fell into a state of self-doubt and denial that was indescribable in words.
What have I done in these years since I followed Horus to launch a rebellion against the Empire and the Emperor? First, I was lured and deceived into the warp and infected with a terrible plague and tortured. In pain, I was forced to succumb to Nurgle's will and lead the Death Guard Legion to become the current half-human, half-ghost appearance. Then, I became crazy and obsessed with various rituals with symbols of death, and was keen to continue to spread the plague to prove that I was the master of this power.
But now, the Demon Primarch suddenly realized that he seemed to have made a huge mistake, and it was an outrageous mistake.
He was never the Lord of Death from the beginning to the end, and he did not even represent death at all, but Nurgle, the twisted and chaotic god of life.
So what was the meaning of all that had been done in the past ten thousand years? Mortarion felt that he was now like a clown who had woken up from a fantasy, and could not see any future or hope.
Because from the moment he succumbed to Nurgle, he lost his most precious thing - his soul.
"You seem to realize your situation, don't you?"
The corners of Jaina's mouth slightly raised, revealing an expression of sarcasm and a hint of pity.
There is nothing more tragic than completely losing your own soul.
Just as Mortarion fell into a terrible silence, the Nurgle fleet led by Typhas suddenly jumped out of the Warp and launched a fierce attack on the Scourge fleet.
Because the Scourge Fleet was delivering firepower to the ground in low orbit at this moment, it was caught off guard in an instant.
Even if the void shield was activated in time, more than a dozen light cruisers and frigates exploded from the inside, burning and falling into the atmosphere, eventually turning into huge fireballs and hitting the ground.
The sky is burning! Countless warships are shooting at each other frantically and launching gang battles in the outer space orbit.
On the ground, Nurgle's plague, poison and the Scourge containing the power of death collided with each other. Biochemical monsters, Warp demons and Chaos Astartes were fighting against undead creatures that were dozens or even dozens of times larger than themselves.
The huge mushroom cloud formed by the detonation of the nuclear warhead covered the sky.
Large areas of sea water were completely evaporated under the high temperature, and the mountains towering above the earth were razed to the ground by continuous violent explosions and earthquakes.
There is no doubt that this is the horror of interstellar warfare.
It can completely destroy a planet's ecology in a very short period of time, permanently change the topography and natural environment, and even completely destroy a planet physically.
You should know that Terra, as the mother planet of mankind, has experienced too many wars and has changed from beautiful azure to khaki long ago.
You can imagine what the scene is like now.
Of course, with the technological level of the human empire, the environment of the planet is actually not that important.
Even on planets without an atmosphere, they can build settlements and then develop them as mining or forging planets.
Looking at the fleets fighting fiercely in outer space and her subordinates who were completely wiped out by nuclear bombs, Lich King Jaina was not panicked at all by the enemy's calculations. Instead, she smiled and asked with interest: "Is this the trap you set for me? You deliberately let the fleet disappear first, and then use yourself as bait to lure me to a decisive battle?"
"Yes, that's what I originally planned. But the power you possess is obviously beyond my expectations. Even in the real universe, Nurgle can't do anything good to you."
The Demon Primarch had apparently regained his composure by now. He did not continue to attack, but began to think about how to end this meaningless war.
Because fighting with living people is different from continuously increasing one's own strength, fighting with this group of undead will only result in a huge loss in the end regardless of winning or losing.
Especially those guys whose souls were torn in half and turned into undead, it is estimated that even if they were resurrected by Nurgle in the warp, they would not be able to be as complete as before.
But what about the Scourge?
The other side doesn't care about casualties at all. Even if they are all killed, as long as Jaina, the Lich King, is still alive, they can get unlimited supplies anytime and anywhere by slaughtering lives on some planets.
Even the demons and chaos forces of the Warp, the Orks who could never be killed, and the terrifying foreign invaders, the Tyranids, would not make much difference when facing the real God of Death.
Not to mention the weak races like the Tau who have just entered the interstellar age.
"snort!
When you made this plan, you obviously didn't quite understand what the undead born from death were.
Do you think you can use this tactic to undermine the morale of my servants and make them collapse and lose their fighting power?
No! You are wrong! My servants will fight to the last with all their might.
Because they are already dead, they don't care about death at all, and they don't have any emotions such as fear and despair.
The real light force that can restrain the undead does not exist in this universe full of distortion, darkness and morbidity. "
As she said this, Jaina gave a creepy and cruel smile.
She obviously fully understood why Zuo Si summoned her.
As a huge source of magical energy, the subspace now has no such things as holy light energy and positive energy that represent hope and justice. Instead, it is filled with complete evil, darkness, chaos and death.
Therefore, undead creatures in the current universe have been epically enhanced, and there is absolutely nothing that can be called their natural enemies.
Just the opposite!
Frequent wars, chaos and death have greatly strengthened the power of the Scourge.
"You are right. I did not really understand what you and your legion are."
Mortarion glanced at the undead on the battlefield who did not retreat after being ambushed, but instead launched a frantic counterattack after suffering huge losses. His expression was obviously moved.
Especially the undead who were directly exposed to the temperature of minus 270 degrees Celsius in space, leaped from the exploding warships holding missiles or fish and rushed towards the nearby enemy ships, without any hesitation or wavering from beginning to end.
In just a short while, the raiding fleet of Nurgle vanguard Tyfas suffered heavy losses.
Moreover, most low-level undead creatures have no emotions, no desires, and no thoughts, so the Chaos Gods in the Warp cannot learn anything from them. They are even more terrifying than the Tyranids.
At least insects still have the instinct to eat and reproduce.
Thinking of this, Mortarion subconsciously clenched the sickle in his hand and asked in a deep voice: "Since you are a god of death, why do you want to be my enemy? Wouldn't it be very beneficial for you if I spread the plague and caused large-scale deaths? And you obviously spared the humans who are easier to kill on those planets."
"Because I don't want to be an enemy of your genetic father for the time being. He is not like the other evil gods of the warp who cannot interfere with the real universe on a large scale. With the help of the huge faith of the empire and all mankind, what he can do is beyond your imagination."
Jaina gave the reason very simply.
What is the biggest difference between the human emperor and the Chaos God? The answer is that he has not completely given up his body and exists in the form of pure spirit.
Therefore, the power of the human emperor can radiate into the real universe.
In fact, in terms of strength, he has already reached or even surpassed any of the four Chaos Evil Gods.
This can be seen from the fact that in the late stage of the Plague War, he directly possessed Robert Guilliman and caused a big commotion in the Garden of Nurgle.
Moreover, the terrifying fighting power of any living saint blessed by the emperor, which is comparable to that of a great demon, also indirectly proves that the human emperor is already an absolute god in terms of power level.
In this situation, even without Zuo Si's instructions, Jaina would never easily massacre humans within the empire.
After all, no matter how much trouble she makes in the real universe, the four evil gods, Khorne, Tzeentch, Slaanesh and Nurgle, are powerless, just like they could only use underhanded tricks to deal with the human emperor back then.
But human emperors are different.
God knows when this person will suddenly appear and release terrifying power with the help of the believers' bodies.
"Father?"
Mortarion felt as if his heart was hit hard by a heavy hammer, and his eyes suddenly became complicated.
As one of the important participants in the Horus Heresy, he certainly knew how terrifying the power of his genetic father, the Lord of Mankind, was.
The power of that terrifying psychic explosion can even be observed on the scale of the entire galaxy.
Just when Jaina was about to say something, a small armed spaceship of the Human Empire suddenly jumped out of the warp and appeared out of thin air on the chaotic battlefield.
Before the two people who were talking could react, the closed hatch suddenly opened, and an angel radiating golden light jumped out, holding the sword in his hand high, and instantly turned into a stream of light and swooped down, heading straight for the location of the demon primarch.
Boom!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Along with a deafening roar, a golden beam of light rose into the sky, forming an incomparably magnificent scene on the devastated battlefield.
"Get out of my way!"
Mortarion's roar echoed across the battlefield.
Due to the dazzling beam of light, no one saw what he did, but the angel who had swooped down just now had been thrown back into the air by the huge brute force.
From the dazzling golden light, Jaina finally saw the true face of the person coming.
She was a human woman with black hair draped over her shoulders, wearing golden armor without a helmet, with a pair of white wings behind her and an iron halo behind her head.
The so-called "iron halo" looks like a huge metal ring in the shape of the sun. It is usually equipped behind the head, giving people the feeling that it is a halo behind the head of some gods.
But its actual use is that it can produce a certain degree of protection and deflection force field. With it, there is no need to wear inferior protective gear such as helmets.
Generally speaking, those who are qualified to wear this thing are true battlefield leaders and tactical experts.
After all, anyone with a little common sense knows that anyone who dares to go into the battlefield without a helmet is a ruthless person, the elite among the elites and the big guys among the big guys.
The person in front of him was none other than Celestine, the famous living saint of the Empire, and also one of the humans most feared by the demons of the Warp.
The reason is very simple! This woman who looks very young but whose age is unknown and who is at least several hundred years old has a "little hobby", which is to solo the Demon Prince.
At the climax of the Thirteenth Black Crusade, Celestine led the fleet of the Battle Sisters from the Warp straight to the front line of Cadia, angrily slew a leading Demon Prince and kicked his corpse into space. Her action was extremely fierce.
But that’s not all.
Immediately afterwards, in the battle on the Allison Plains, she fought against the invincible Warmaster Abaddon himself, holding up the black obelisk that could cut off the power of the warp, and stabbed the latter in the heart when her own strength was weakened.
This is just the tip of the iceberg of many horrific achievements.
No one knows why Celestine is favored by the human emperor, and no one knows how she came back from death again and again, and possesses the power to resurrect her comrades around her.
But one thing is certain, that is, she is absolutely capable of killing the demon primarch, Mortarion.
Looking at the living saint representing the human emperor floating in the air, Jaina immediately showed a look of confusion.
Because she had no idea why Celestine suddenly appeared on this war-torn planet.
After all, the other side only brought a small armed spaceship, which, judging from its length, could only carry a hundred or eighty people at most. In the face of a war of this scale, it was simply a drop in the bucket.
Was it just to send Mortarion back to the warp? Or was there another more important mission? Jaina did not rush to get involved, but chose to stand aside and watch.
Mortarion looked up at this living saint, whose whole body was filled with his father's power. The severed insect wings behind him were regenerating at a speed visible to the naked eye.
When he had fully recovered, he leaped into the air and chased after him, swinging the huge sickle in his hand, intending to vent all his anger on the other party.
Celestine is not undead, and is not completely immune to the plague, poison and disease of Nurgle.
Then a fierce battle broke out between the two.
What's really interesting is their identities.
Among them, Mortarion is the emperor's son and the primarch who inherited his genes, but later chose to betray; while Celestine is equivalent to a devout believer, daughter and elect, with unshakable absolute loyalty.
In terms of strength, as the Primarch, Mortarion should normally be slightly stronger.
After all, the Primarch was essentially a creation born from the combination of the forbidden knowledge of the Warp and the Emperor's own genes, and was superior to mortals from the very beginning.
Even the weakest Primarch can easily kill the great Daemons under the command of the evil gods of the Warp.
But the actual result surprised everyone.
Not only did Mortarion not gain any advantage in this battle, but he was instead suppressed by Celestine, who was blessed with more powerful warp power.
The latter swung the sword in his hand like a violent storm without stopping for a moment, forcing the Demon Primarch, whose weapon was a bit heavy, to dodge and parry as best he could.
Since they all have a pair of wings that can fly, the battle spread from the sky to the ground, and from the ground to the sky.
Although Mortarion continued to release terrible plagues, diseases, and poisons, these things would inexplicably turn into clear water or clean air the moment they approached Celestine.
"Traitor! Look at how ugly and disgusting you are now! This is the price you pay for betraying the God-Emperor! Betraying the Empire and humanity!"
There was a sacred golden light flashing in Celestine's eyes, and her tone revealed strong contempt and disgust.
"Shut up! What do you know? All of this happened because my irresponsible father planted the seeds of disaster from the very beginning. You are just an idiot who knows nothing about the truth!"
Mortarion retorted unceremoniously.
If there is any Primarch among the many who has the least affection for the Emperor, or even hates him very much, Mortarion is definitely one of them.
Because this guy always felt that his genetic father was a tyrant corrupted by power, a deformed one twisted by the contamination of the warp.
The other is Angron, the Primarch of the World Eaters Legion.
His intense hatred for the emperor came from the fact that the latter suddenly arrived when he was about to succeed in leading the slave uprising, took the people away without any explanation, and agreed to the loyalty of the slave owners on their planet, which led to the complete failure of the entire slave uprising and the countless slaves who participated in it were brutally suppressed and massacred.
What made Angron even more upset was that when he returned one day to the slave planet where he grew up, the slave owner who still ruled the planet actually used this incident as a negative example to warn the slaves not to rebel, and also attributed the failure of the uprising to the betrayal of the Primarch and abandonment of all his followers.
Putting aside the possible deal the Emperor may have made with the Warp Chaos Gods when creating the Primarch, this completely inhumane attitude of treating the Primarch as a tool alone is bound to end in tragedy.
Even without Horus, there would be other disgruntled Primarchs who would rise up and start a rebellion.
And many of those loyalists have no fondness for the Emperor himself, and simply think that the evil gods of the Warp are even worse.
As for the Imperial Regent Robert Guilliman, who has been fulfilling his duties, the reason why he has been able to persist until now is that in addition to the Emperor, his ruthless genetic father, he had a complete family and loving adoptive parents in his childhood.
There is no doubt that Mortarion's attitude completely angered Celestine.
The latter seemed to be strongly stimulated, and suddenly burst out with a more powerful golden light, smashing the demon primarch from mid-air to the ground with the force of thunder.
Bang! The huge impact instantly created a big hole on the ground covered with corpses and blood.
Mortarion's body, filled with rotten flesh, shattered on the spot into a sticky mixture that would make a person vomit out their last meal.
Just as Celestine was about to rush forward to finish off the opponent and banish him back to the subspace, a stream of green soup suddenly spurted out from the disgusting sticky substance, and it kept spurting out more and more, gradually forming a small hill.
Even if the undead were left with only bones left, their entire bodies would quickly melt if they were sprayed.
Gradually...
The pool of green soup continued to wriggle together to form a giant monster covered with pus and red spots all over its body.
"The evil god Nurgle?!"
Celestine's pupils suddenly dilated, and she didn't dare to move forward even half a step.
But just one second later, the power in her body began to expand rapidly in a way that cannot be described in words, and at the same time her consciousness began to become increasingly blurred. The dazzling golden light even refracted through her skin, standing in the sky like a star.
"Go back! This is not where you belong!"
A majestic man's voice echoed across the entire planet.
It goes without saying that the one controlling Celestine's body at this moment is no longer her, but the emperor of the empire who unified mankind.
And the moment he finished saying this, his entire body turned into a small sun and smashed straight down.
Boom!!!! That terrifying force was like the end of the world, causing huge damage to the geological structure of the planet.
If viewed from space, the entire planet looks like it has been bitten by something.
The explosion, shock wave, earthquake and tsunami caused by the collision directly wiped out more than 70% of the Nurgle and Scourge forces that were originally engaged in combat.
Only a very small number of spellcasters and liches who mastered the ability of teleportation managed to escape.
"Retreat! Retreat back to the subspace immediately!"
Tyfas, the Nurgle vanguard who was commanding the fleet in the last second, was almost frightened to the point of peeing his pants in the next second by the horrifying scene on the ground, if he still had this ability.
Unfortunately, just because he wanted to leave didn't mean Jaina would let this enemy go.
Before Nurgle's fleet jumped into the Warp, the Lich King holding Frostmourne had already teleported directly into the bridge and started a killing spree.
In just a few seconds, more than a dozen Chaos Astartes died under the rune sword, and their corpses were pulled up on the spot and transformed into Death Knights.
"So, you didn't expect us to meet again so soon, did you? This time I want to see where you can escape to."
Jaina pursed her lips into a cold and cruel smile.
Thanks to the arrival of the Emperor of Mankind, the Warp forces belonging to Nurgle around this planet have now been completely cleared.
This also means that the disgusting yellow-green hand can no longer come out in person to save the soul of the guy in front of it.
As for the undead who also suffered heavy losses in this attack, Jaina didn't care at all and didn't feel any heartache.
Because the Milky Way is large enough and the types and numbers of intelligent creatures are countless, it is very easy to replenish cannon fodder like this.
What's more, in the eyes of the Lich King, all the undead creatures that were pulled up were originally consumables.
"Damn it!"
Taifas obviously knew that he could not be a match for the terrifying woman in front of him, so he turned around and tried to escape without saying a word.
Unfortunately, the moment he took a step forward and rushed into the intricate corridor, a streak of solid white ice blocked the only exit.
Just when Taifas was about to use his weapon to blast the ice, Frostmourne, flashing with a cold blue light, pierced through his chest and nailed him to the ice.
"Now, your soul is mine."
Along with Jaina's low and seductive voice, a strong pain quickly swept through Tyfas's body, making him unable to help but howl in pain and despair.
"No!!!!!!!"
But unfortunately, Nurgle had no time to care about him at the moment.
In just a few seconds, a translucent soul shadow floated out of the body and was swallowed by the continuously ringing Frostmourne.
The other half remains in the body, transformed by the biting frost and the power of death.
Finally, the Vanguard of Nurgle became the Vanguard of the Scourge, and he knelt on the ground with a plop, and said in an emotionless tone: "Great Lich King! Your servants are waiting for your orders."
"Very good! Now let's end this meaningless war! Turn all Nurgle fleets into the property of the Scourge!"
Jaina gave the order bluntly.
As she gradually began to understand interstellar warfare, she apparently realized that these warships and advanced weapons were the most valuable assets.
With them, you can go wherever you want and carry out massacres and species extinction on any planet you want.
"As you wish..."
Taifas bowed his head humbly to show his obedience, then stood up and with heavy steps began to give the order to the entire fleet to stop resisting in an orderly manner.
Since the Demons and Chaos Astartes on the other warships had not yet figured out what was happening, and this guy was the highest-ranking member of the Death Guard Legion besides the Primarch, he would naturally choose to obey orders.
As a result, except for a very small number of warships docked on other planets, the entire Death Guard Corps was basically completely scrapped.
As for whether those unfortunate people who died or lost half of their souls can be resurrected in the war, it depends on how profound Nurgle's control over the power of life is.
(End of this chapter)
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