"Tell me, brother, do you feel what real pain is now?"

Mortarion looked down at Robert Guilliman who was knocked down by the plague of God, his tone full of naked and undisguised arrogance and contempt.

Because he had already disliked Horus long before he launched the rebellion.

Although it is not the most annoying or hated one, it can almost be ranked in the top three.

So at this moment, after thinking that he had secured victory, Mortarion not only did not choose to cut the Gordian knot and bring Guilliman back to the Garden of Nurgle in the Warp, but instead acted like a cat playing with mouse.

It was not difficult to tell from the expression and tone of his face that he enjoyed this process very much. He even deliberately used his own abilities to weaken the toxicity of the plague so that the other party would maintain this half-dead state and taste more pain.

Of course, it is not ruled out that he was also unable to endure the torture of the Warp Plague day and night, and finally had to throw himself into the arms of Nurgle. Now he also wants the loyal Guilliman to make the same choice as himself in a similar situation.

In this way, the Daemon Primarch can prove that he is the one with foresight.

Unfortunately, the willpower of the Imperial Regent was much stronger than he had imagined. Even though his body began to turn black and festered, and a large number of demon maggots from the warp grew out of thin air and devoured his internal organs, he still did not make even the slightest sound, let alone beg for mercy.

Robert Guilliman simply raised his head and looked at the other party with bloodshot eyes, trying desperately to grab the Emperor's Sword that fell to the ground, but failed after several attempts.

The effect of God's Plague is more terrifying than he imagined.

In just less than five minutes, the bones, internal organs, muscles and nervous system are damaged.

What's even more terrifying is that the power of Nurgle from the Warp is constantly eroding and tearing apart the soul.

He knew very well that as long as he expressed his willingness to throw himself into the arms of Nurgle, all the pain he was enduring now would instantly disappear, just like Mortarion and the Death Guard whose bodies were also festering, becoming happy and cheerful every day, and even laughing like a lunatic.

After all, Blessed Nurgle is still quite "merciful" to his believers.

They even allow them to have independent and free will to do what they want, instead of treating their subordinates as pawns who must obey their will like Tzeentch and Khorne.

But Robert Guilliman's inner persistence and will did not allow him to do so.

To be precise, he hated the Warp and the Chaos God so much that he would rather die than become the person he hated the most.

Mortarion undoubtedly noticed this, and directly opened a huge warp portal leading to the Garden of Nurgle. Pointing at the vibrant scene on the other side, he said with great pride: "What are you still hesitating about? Has serving the false emperor made you lose the ability to distinguish right from wrong?

Look at the supreme power of the Great Father! All things in the world have achieved perfect harmony and unity under His influence.

No pain!

No sadness!

There is no despair! All gods can enjoy the same happiness and freedom here.

Compared to the false emperor who established an empire full of exploitation, oppression and injustice, this is the real paradise."

It has to be said that Mortarion's eloquence is quite good, and he immediately grasped the biggest pain point of the human empire.

But Robert Guilliman sneered in a hoarse voice: "Haha, heaven?

If this world of stench, decay and plague is heaven, then I would rather go to hell! Although the empire is not perfect, at least the people living in it can still be called human beings.

But what about you?

You are nothing but toys and puppets of the Chaos Gods of the Warp.

What's more, do you think you can win this war by defeating me?

Do you think our father didn't make any preparations in advance?"

"What's the meaning?"

The loyal Primarch's words immediately set off alarm bells in Mortarion's heart.

After all, just over a hundred years ago, he had personally experienced the power possessed by the current human emperor and his terrifying psychic powers that were in no way inferior to those of the evil gods of the warp, and he had suffered a serious psychological trauma from this.

"I mean, you have fulfilled your mission since the opening of this Warp rift to the Garden of Nurgle."

A hideous smile appeared on Robert Guilliman's painful face.

Because just now he suddenly understood what the "right time" mentioned by Zuo Si was.

Before Mortarion could react, a dazzling golden light suddenly began to bloom in the sky above his head.

In just a few seconds, tens of thousands of Nurgle demons and Death Guard who had defected to Chaos suddenly began to spontaneously combust without any warning, and then turned to ashes at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Even the Demon Primarch himself began to show numerous burn marks on his body.

Subconsciously, he suppressed the pain and discomfort and raised his head suddenly, only to see something that looked like a small sun slowly descending.

In the middle of the golden sun, you can vaguely see a slender, thin girl.

The Lord of Mankind has finally arrived! The familiar feeling and breath immediately made Mortarion extremely panicked. His severely burned eyes revealed a strong fear. He asked in a trembling voice: "Father!!!! You... why are you here?"

"My foolish son, you are still as foolish, arrogant, conceited, and ignorant as ever.

Do you think no one can see through your ridiculous little tricks? No, we are just using you, waiting for you to open this portal to the Garden of Nurgle.

Now it is time for the Chaos Gods to pay for the damage they have inflicted on Humanity and the Imperium.

In the name of humanity, I will bring war to the Warp! Nurgle, Khorne, Slaanesh and Tzeentch will suffer the consequences of their own actions!

And you, although you are essentially just a fool, a pitiful victim, may be redeemed one day in the distant future, but definitely not today.

Now go away and return to your master.

Because what’s going to happen next will be beyond your imagination.”

As these words came out of her mouth, the little girl possessed by the Emperor slowly walked to the side of Robert Guilliman and gently pressed her slender little hand on the Primarch's already blackened and festering head.

In less than a second, the previously dying Imperial Regent quickly recovered, and even the injuries he had suffered ten thousand years ago were healed.

Obviously, this scene fully reflects a certain universal rule of the Warhammer universe, that is, "great strength creates miracles."

Whether it is the real cosmic physical rules of the Star Gods and the Necrons, or the Old Saints, Eldar, Demons and Warp Chaos Gods who use psychic power, they can actually influence and harm each other.

This is like the relationship between electric current and resistance.

As long as the former number is large enough, even an insulator can be instantly broken down and turned into a conductor.

This was already confirmed during the War in Heaven.

Freed from the Plague of God, Robert Guilliman quickly got up from the ground and said self-deprecatingly in a slightly lost tone: "So I am just a pawn and a bait in your eyes, right?"

The Lord of Mankind patiently explained, “No, my child, you are the last hope of the empire and the savior of the human race.

The reason why you are not told too much is mainly to prevent secrets from being leaked.

After all, we have to deal with not only Nurgle, but also the cunning and treacherous Tzeentch.

Only if you know nothing can everything develop as expected.

Didn't Soth tell you clearly? Besides, I have received so much faith and worship that I can't always remain conscious."

"But what about the army that appeared in the vision? Why didn't I see them?"

Robert Guilliman continued to ask with a frown on his face.

"Aren't they here already?"

As the last word came out of her mouth, the girl possessed by the emperor began to emit an even more dazzling and brighter golden light.

The next second...

Countless legions of cursed beings burning with psychic flames poured out from the cracks in the Warp and launched a fierce attack on the Nurgle army like a tide.

Their numbers were as endless as those of demons, and their strength was countless times stronger than when they were alive. They tore the enemies who were still resisting stubbornly into pieces with a devastating force.

There is no doubt that this is the anger accumulated by the human empire during the dark years that lasted for thousands of years, and it is also the revenge of the heroes who fought bravely until death.

In the Legion of the Damned one can see Astartes warriors from various chapters, as well as mortal auxiliary forces such as the Death Korps of Krieg, and servitors and punishment mechas modified by the Mechanicus.

But if you think this is the trump card of the Lord of Mankind, you are totally wrong!

Because in addition to the soldiers, there are also densely packed and endless subspace entities formed by various machine souls.

Tanks, armored vehicles, mobile turrets, space battleships, planetary fortresses, Titan mechas and knight mechas...

No one has ever counted how many troops and weapons and equipment with machine souls the empire lost between the 30th and 40th millenniums.

But what is certain is that it must be an astronomical figure that is enough to make anyone drop their jaw.

Today, this loss that once made countless people feel heartbroken has all been transformed into the Cursed Legion, a demon army affiliated with the future fifth evil god and lord of mankind.

The Nurgle demons, who always liked to win by numbers, soon found themselves at a numerical disadvantage.

Even though there are subspace rifts that can continuously transport troops, the space for movement is still being squeezed.

The expeditionary force led by Robert Guilliman also fell into fearless religious fanaticism because of the appearance of the God-Emperor.

Under this double-sided attack, even the Chaos Daemons in the Warp would feel fear and panic, and after a while they could no longer hold on and wanted to retreat back to their father, the Garden of Nurgle.

But the Emperor obviously didn't intend to let them go. He directly controlled the possessed girl to turn around and ask the stunned Primarch: "Are you ready?"

"Ready for what?"

Robert Guilliman asked back in confusion.

"Take my power and launch an attack on Nurgle's fortress to break through the psychic protection he has set up."

The Lord of Mankind stated directly the real purpose of his trip.

"Of course, I'm ready."

Realizing what was going to happen next, Robert Guilliman immediately nodded excitedly.

Because killing Nurgle and causing the entire warp to burn completely was exactly what he most desired to see in his heart.

Only when the Chaos God in the Warp is weakened and has no ability to cause trouble in the material universe for a short period of time, can he begin to solve the various problems and chronic diseases within the Empire.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to maintain the current rule, let alone talk about reform.

"Very good! In that case, let's get started."

After saying that, the dazzling golden light quickly left the girl and went straight into the chest of the original body.

In a flash!

Robert Guilliman transformed into a bright and dazzling golden sun.

The Emperor's Sword in his hand began to burn violently, continuously releasing astonishingly high temperatures in all directions.

The Demon Primarch Mortarion was completely dumbfounded at this moment. He had no idea what to do, nor did he know what would be waiting for him next.

Just as he was lost in thought, a subspace energy suddenly dropped from the sky and directly teleported him away from this dangerous place.

At the same time, the body of the little girl who was abandoned by the emperor had become tattered and almost collapsed. Her entire body had been burned by the overload of spiritual energy and had almost become a mummy-like corpse. Her eyes had no eyeballs and only two black and red blood holes remained.

You don't need to ask to know that this is the painful price to pay for becoming the main carrier of mankind.

Moreover, compared with the physical damage, what is more serious is the soul that was almost burned out by the terrifying spiritual energy.

"Am I going to die?"

The girl made a very weak sound which might be her last before death.

Zuo Si gently picked up the little guy and responded without any emotion: "Yes, you are going to die, and it will be a complete annihilation from body to soul."

"Have I completed the mission assigned by the great God-Emperor?" the girl asked immediately afterwards.

"Well, you have accomplished your mission as the carrier of the Emperor's consciousness brilliantly. Now, he no longer needs your devotion."

A trace of pity and a little disgust appeared on Zuo Si's face.

He really hated these devout believers who were willing to sacrifice everything for the God they believed in even though they were suffering tremendous pain.

Because such people give up rational thinking and the pursuit of knowledge and truth, and place all their hopes on an unknown existence that they do not understand at all.

Of course, all this was the girl's own choice, and he couldn't say anything. He just released a little bit of his power to alleviate the great pain she was enduring before her death.

"Really? That's great. I can finally take a break..."

The girl's charred lips slowly uttered the last few words.

At the moment she breathed her last, Robert Guilliman, who had completely absorbed the power of the Lord of Mankind, finally raised the Emperor's Sword and slashed fiercely at the castle magic house in the Garden of Nurgle.

Boom!!! In an instant, the golden light and flames shot up into the sky and burned everything within a radius of tens of thousands of kilometers with the castle as the center.

Only the castle, protected by some foul warp spell, was able to fend off the attack.

Although the distance was very far, the angry roar of the evil god Nurgle could still be heard in the magic house.

As one of the four most powerful gods of the Warp, when had he ever suffered such blatant humiliation?

The Lord of Mankind's behavior was like giving him a good slap in the face in public.

Although the damage is not great, it is extremely insulting.

But before Nurgle could figure out how to retaliate, Robert Guilliman, blessed with the Emperor's psychic power, rushed into the Warp in one stride, raised the holy sword shrouded in golden light and slashed at the invisible protective force field that isolated the psychic flames.

When the power attached to the sword blade collided with the protective force field, it seemed as if the entire space began to vibrate violently.

Anyone with eyes that are not blind can clearly see that the golden and green sub-space psychic energy begins to tear and devour violently.

Finally, with the help of the might of the Lord of Mankind and the power of the Emperor's Sword, the Primarch successfully penetrated the protective force field and opened a large hole in it.

After completing this crucial step, he collapsed on the ground as if he had exhausted all his strength, and shouted with his last bit of strength: "Thoth! I have opened a gap to the Nurgle House. Now it's up to you."

"Don't worry, I will never let anyone down. No matter what the future holds, at least today I will use Nurgle's head to announce to the entire Warp that the era of the Chaos Gods committing evil in the material universe is over."

As he spoke, Zuo Si had already put down the dead girl's body in his arms, and holding the newly made godslayer sword in his hand, he slowly crossed the gap step by step and entered the core area of ​​Nurgle.

However, he did not rush to launch the final attack. Instead, he opened a portal on the spot and called with a smile: "Come, my dear Lich King Jaina Proudmoore, the symbol of cold and death, it is time to send you to the throne of God. The chaos and disorder of the warp have lasted for too long. Now let us inject some power of order into it."

"As you wish, my Lord."

Along with a voice filled with a bone-chilling chill, a cold and elegant figure emitting black mist from head to toe instantly appeared out of thin air through the portal.

Without any hesitation!

After confirming that the place where she was standing was the core area of ​​the evil god Nurgle, the Lich King Jaina transformed herself into the form of the god of death on the spot, concentrated the power of the souls of the dead that she had accumulated for hundreds of years, and slashed down with a thunderous force.

Boom!!! The seemingly indestructible castle was split open in the middle, revealing a huge figure that was hundreds of meters tall and covered in rotten flesh, poisonous gas, cysts, blood, bacterial plaque, and all kinds of wriggling insects, flies, mosquitoes, and other "cute little creatures".

Compared with them, the Great Impure Ones are just tiny things.

But his current condition is obviously not very good.

Because the power of death left an enormous wound on the huge mountain of rotten flesh.

Furthermore, because of the control that death has over life, it is unable to use the power at its disposal to heal quickly.

This fundamental opposition and conflict made Nurgle feel unprecedented pain, and also made him extremely furious. He suddenly swung up the huge cauldron on the ground and poured the plague and poison that was boiling inside onto the enemy in front of him.

"Go to hell! You vile blasphemer! I will turn you and your accomplices into the dirtiest and ugliest life forms in the entire galaxy!"

“Haha, sorry, it’s not easy to do this. Because in a way, neither Jaina nor I can be considered as living things.”

Zuo Si chuckled and released a protective force field to block out the soup that could even corrode his metal body. Then he flashed to the front in an instant and swung the magic sword made of Moscat at the fat and huge body of Nurgle.

The next second...

噗！ 一块硕大的腐烂脂肪被切了下来，同时伴随着四散飞溅的毒气，带有强烈腐蚀性的瘟疫之血和囊肿里粘稠的液体，以及脱离身体后瞬间化作狰狞怪物的巨大蛆虫。

毫无疑问，纳垢的身体本身就是一件相当恐怖的武器。

因为当对其发动攻击的同时，攻击者自身也要承受这样的反向溅射伤害。

可能这也是为什么他不像恐虐那样拥有强大物理防御力的原因之一。

不过这也仅仅只是相对而言。

因为如果魔剑上没有附着来自巴托地狱的秩序之力，巫妖王吉安娜的霜之哀伤中没有死亡之力，一般的武器根本无法触碰到纳垢的本质。

哪怕是罗伯特·基里曼手中的皇帝之剑，充其量也只能在上边留下一条微不足道的豁口，而无法像两人那样大肆砍杀。

而且拥有自我修复能力的烁油化身显然并不在意这种微不足道的腐蚀。

不仅如此，大量的烁油和亚空间烁油开始从左思的身体里不断向外喷涌，以难以想象的速度扩张到整个城堡魔馆乃至周围纳垢花园的大片土地。

以他现在的状态，最不怕的就是消耗战和持久战。

因为战斗持续的时间越长，两种烁油所能从这个空间和纳垢本人身体上所汲取的力量就越强大。

这是一个此消彼长的过程。

更何况现在的状况可不是一对一的决斗，而是二打一。

搞不好一会儿等罗伯特·基里曼歇歇还能变成三打一。

由于左思对待战斗这种行为从来都不存在所谓的“荣誉感”和“自尊心”，所以除非在实力上形成碾压优势，否则基本上都是能多拉点人群殴就多拉点人群殴。

以多打少、以众凌寡确保胜利才是王道。

事实上最开始的时候，他甚至曾经考虑过与亚空间的其他邪神联手先干掉纳垢，但这个需要冒极大风险的计划最终被否决了。

无他，实在是混沌邪神的行为模式太难以被预料了。

尤其是奸奇，也许上一秒还在跟你有说有笑合伙对付另外一个家伙，结果下一秒就会突然翻脸帮对方来打你，简直给疯了的希瑞克有的一拼。

左思可不想闲着没事给自己的计划上强度。

“该死的外来者！ 你根本不属于这个宇宙！

给我滚出去！ 亚空间里没有属于你的位置！”

纳垢咆哮着开始召唤自己的魔军。

眨眼功夫原本被人类之主清空的广袤区域很快就从一片混沌中冒出大大小小一望无际的恶魔，光是宛如肉山一样的大魔就超过了千万计。

还有更多像是恶魔引擎一样巨大且怪异的机械咆哮着在莫塔利安的指挥下发起冲锋。

所谓的恶魔引擎，实际上就是一种类似人类帝国机魂一样的东西。

它最早由混沌战帅阿巴顿提出构想，然后由黑暗机械神教和灵能法师联手研发完成，其原理就是在打造好的战争机器中束缚一个召唤来的愤怒亚空间恶魔，让该恶魔来驱动机械在战场上大肆杀戮和破坏。

因为亚空间的恶魔无穷无尽，而且一旦制造成功就不再需要额外的人手进行操作，深受各路投靠混沌势力的恶魔原体和阿斯塔特军团喜爱。

而且每一个邪神都拥有属于自己特色的恶魔引擎。

此刻在战场上出现的就包括纳垢瘟疫之塔，瘟疫巨人、瘟疫无人机、瘟疫机蜂、瘟疫爬行者、凋零引擎等等。

其中第一个看上去就像是中世纪攻城塔的外形，只不过前端塞满了大大小小的炮管，可以在移动中向敌人疯狂倾泻火力和病毒炸弹； 第二个瘟疫巨人则像是个被安装在机械螃蟹地盘上的腐烂肉块，虽然也装备了远程武器，但更多的还是用于贴身肉搏； 第三种和第四种则是飞行单位，前者有点像是科幻作品中双螺旋桨直升飞机，在机舱下方装备了一个威力不算大的枪械，后者则像是安装了三个螺旋桨飞行引擎的机械刺蛇，火力上要更强一些，不过归根结底都是以铺天盖地的数量取胜；

第五种瘟疫爬行者则是坦克和自行火炮的结合体，用于快速突击和提供远程炮火支援；

最后一种凋零引擎则像是一个机械虫族异形，不仅移动速度非常快，而且还装备有导弹发射器。

总之恶魔引擎的种类多到超乎想象，以至于它们看起来根本不像是工业流水线的产品，更像是绿皮兽人技师们随心所欲攒出来的抽象玩意。

如此震撼人心的画面让坐在地上休息的罗伯特·基里曼瞳孔骤然放大、收缩、再放大、再收缩，也不顾身体上的疲劳挣扎着站起来，抡起皇帝之剑打算冲上去拼命给城堡内的两人争取斩杀邪神纳垢的时间，哪怕只是几分钟乃至几秒钟也好。

不得不说，虽然他在性格上有很多的缺陷，但在关键时刻绝对属于那种最值得信赖的战友。

在人类之主强大灵能的作用下，这位帝国摄政就如同虎入羊群般以一人之力对抗亿万恶魔大军。

皇帝之剑的每一次挥舞，都会杀死方圆数千米范围内的敌人造成毁灭性打击。

再加上他那最高可以达到十几乃至几十马赫的超人速度，完全就是一台不折不扣的杀戮机器。

此时此刻的罗伯特·基里曼就如同一堵坚不可摧的铁壁，将汹涌而来的恶魔大军死死挡在缺口之外。

看到他那奋战时所展现出来的英姿和高大伟岸的背影，死神吉安娜立马抿起嘴角露出了玩味的表情：“这家伙该不会以为我们什么准备都没做就直接闯入纳垢花园与混沌邪神交战吧？”

“我觉得基里曼大概率是真这么想的。

怎么说呢，他这个人有点死脑筋、而且还非常非常的固执。

算了，别管他，赶紧把你的天灾军团都调过来吧。”

左思微微叹了口气催促道。

“没问题，我早就已经让麾下的军团原地待命了。”

说罢，吉安娜猛然间挥舞手中的霜之哀伤在亚空间切开了一道巨大的裂隙。

随后铺天盖地散发着绿光的太空死灵战舰就直接从裂隙中涌入亚空间。

还没等其他人反应过来发生了什么，其中一艘最大战舰上位于核心区域的球形装置便开始闪烁刺眼的光芒。

下一秒……

同样数以亿万计的军团和战争机器就这样凭空出现在纳垢花园的空地上。

当他们出现之后，第一时间就原地展开朝蜂拥而至的纳垢魔军倾泻火力。

由于完化吸收了作为战锤宇宙科技水平最高的太空死灵，因此许多能量武器都已经被替换成了反物质粒子流的发射装置。

这玩意可不是人类帝国阿斯塔特所使用的爆弹枪，更不是钛族的电磁武器，可以被强大的装甲与防护力场抵消。

它最大的特点是直接引发物质在粒子层面的撕裂与爆炸。

所以被击中的目标会像是中了解离术一样直接化作一堆绿色的尘埃消散在空气中。

人类帝国在与太空死灵小范围的交战中就曾经被对方按在地上爆锤。

最后还是靠着数量优势和悍不畏死的冲上去贴身肉搏，最终才勉强扳回一城。

所以当数以亿计的绿色光芒铺天盖地将前方的纳垢魔军覆盖时，上一秒还在当悲情英雄的罗伯特·基里曼就看到了这辈子都无法忘怀的景象。

那就是前方地延伸至平线上所有的恶魔都在一瞬间化作绿光消失了。

既没有震耳欲聋的爆炸，也没有冲天的火光和热浪，更没有光矛之类能量武器与物质发生接触时的响声，有的仅仅只是一片寂静。

就好像有人在名为战场的画布上将那些恶魔轻轻擦除掉了。

这明显完全超出了原体所能理解的范畴。

他就这样手持皇帝之剑仿佛中了定身术一样站在原地一动不动，直至吉安娜麾下的天灾军团开始在魔判官的指挥下从身边经过有条不紊的向前推进。

看着这些或是完全由金属和机械构成，或是机械与血肉融合的庞大军团，还有那些明显是贝利撒留·考尔报告中提到的太空死灵科技，罗伯特·基里曼不由得陷入了深深的沉思。

他在内心之中问自己的基因之父：“难道这也是你们计划中的一部分吗？”

“当然，我的孩子。

为了获得弑杀混沌邪神所必须的工具，索斯同时打造了两柄强大的武器。

其中之一就是他手上拿着的那柄蕴含秩序之力的魔剑；

而另外一个则是那个化身成为死亡之神的女人。

In the years since you launched the Indomitus Crusade, the latter has committed millions or even tens of millions of massacres in the real universe and the warp, constantly strengthening its own power and authority over death by plundering souls.

What you see now is nothing but the cold shell left after the soul has been plundered.

The power of the Chaos God cannot erode their consciousness, let alone have any effect on them."

The Lord of Mankind's voice echoed in the Primarch's mind.

"What about the other Chaos Gods? What are they doing now?" Robert Guilliman continued to ask.

The Emperor answered without hesitation: "They are suffering from an unprecedented attack in the Warp, and now they have no time to care about other things."

"Under attack? You mean... a full-scale war has begun?!!!"

The Primarch opened his mouth in shock.

He simply couldn't believe that the other party was able to launch attacks on three of the four evil gods of the Warp at the same time when the Imperial intelligence network knew nothing about it.

When exactly was it? Why did such a huge army enter the subspace without any movement?

There were so many questions and confusions bothering Robert Guilliman that he subconsciously turned around and cast his gaze towards the incarnation of Shining Oil who was fighting.

At this moment, as endless demon armies were blocked by the teleported Scourge, Nurgle, realizing that he could not get help, finally began to show his power as one of the four evil gods.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Accompanied by the sound of countless pustules bursting, the entire castle magic hall was already shrouded in a thick yellow-green fog.

This terrible plague was even more deadly than the "divine plague" that Ku'gath had successfully brewed. Even Zuo Si's metal body began to show large areas of decay, rust and aging. Jaina's body in the form of the god of death was also covered with fungus-like dust.

If any other creature were to be here, even the Primarch or the Lord of Mankind himself, they might be seriously injured or even die suddenly due to accidentally inhaling the terrible thick fog.

In addition, the tentacles that look like twisted intestines and the rotten wounds full of fangs that grow on Nurgle's body can also pose a considerable threat to the opponent.

The most important thing is that as the god of life and fertility, his ability to withstand blows, vitality and regeneration are so strong.

Even if Zuo Si and Jaina cut off some limbs and flesh from the torso, the latter would quickly grow into a small Nurgle and join the battle.

In other words, this guy has no so-called vital or fatal parts, and has the ability to split himself almost infinitely.

"Hahahaha! You want to kill me? Stop dreaming! I am the immortal god of reincarnation and rebirth. No one can really kill me."

Dozens of Nurgles, big and small, laughed wildly in unison.

It is estimated that ordinary people would have lifelong nightmares if they looked at such a horrifying scene for a few more seconds, and they might even become so sick that they couldn't eat anything and starved themselves to death.

"Damn! Looks like we're in a bit of trouble."

Jaina frowned immediately.

Because the reincarnation and rebirth represented by Nurgle can, to some extent, reverse the power of restraining death.

"Don't be impatient. Take your time. Do you still want to kill one of the most powerful evil gods in the warp in one go?"

After saying that, Zuo Si shook off the rotten flesh and yellow-green highly poisonous sticky juice that were stained on the magic sword, and continued to release the sparkling oil to devour and absorb everything around him.

He knew that if he wanted to kill Nurgle he would first have to weaken his connection to the Warp.

The second step is to find its original essence as the Chaos Evil God, and then release all the power to destroy it.

Only in this way can it be considered as barely killing the opponent.

As for when he will be reborn and what his power level will be after rebirth, it is unknown.

After all, evil gods like Nurgle have long been integrated with the Warp, and also represent a certain dark side in the hearts of intelligent life in the real universe.

It is basically impossible to kill it completely once and for all.

Therefore, the only thing Zuo Si could do was to suppress the Chaos God through this subspace war until he had no ability to cause trouble in the real universe.

In this way, the Human Empire can gain a buffer and development period, and by changing and improving people's cognitive level, fundamentally change the current chaotic state of the subspace.

Another thing is to introduce the force of order to maintain a delicate balance in the subspace.

"You already have a way to kill him?"

Jaina asked in surprise after avoiding those disgusting tentacles.

Zuo Si raised his lips slightly and nodded: "That's right! Don't forget, with my continuous strengthening and improvement, the oil can now infect almost everything it touches.

Especially the Warp Oil, which has now spread completely in the Garden of Nurgle.

The next thing to do is to launch an attack on the spiritual and will level.

As for you...

You need to prepare for your upcoming ascension.

As I have repeatedly emphasized to you a long time ago, if you want to kill a god of life, only the god of death can do it.

So all you have to do is wait for my signal.

When the time is right, all the souls devoured by Frostmourne will be released, and transformed into the purest power of cold and death through the Helm of Domination.

Your dead body will then be permanently destroyed, and the Warp will reshape you in the form of spirit and soul."

"Okay, I know what to do."

As she spoke, Jaina thrust Frostmourne into the ground, then opened her arms and felt the tidal fluctuations of the Warp Soul Sea.

Soon, the realm of death began to spread around with her as the center, constantly squeezing out and suppressing Nurgle's realm of life.

On the other side, Zuo Si, who was fighting alone, also showed off his technology and ruthlessness as the incarnation of Shuoyou. He frantically devoured the surrounding matter and energy, turning into a terrifying mechanical Death Star, and started a bombardment mode on the infinitely split Nurgle on the ground.

Tens of thousands of weapons of all kinds were thrown out as if they were free.

The fierce and dense firepower and huge caliber subspace energy cannons can even destroy several star systems in an instant.