Chapter 452 Savior: It’s broken. Is this for me? !
Black Fortress.
The Blood God and the Lord of Change blocked all passages to the outside world, and the blood-colored volcanoes and colorful flames burned blazingly.
"This is not fair, I am the Lord of Corruption and the God of Rebirth..."
Nurgle, the master of suffering, suffered successive critical blows and watched helplessly as the goddess of life followed the savior away. , some hearts are filled with despair:
"Why did I lose to that savior?"
The savior is just a secondary god. He is stronger than the other party in terms of power, strength and attitude, but he loses miserably.
You can’t even grab it!
This is the first time the Plague Lord has suffered such serious damage and frustration since he was promoted to a high-ranking god.
He was a little depressed. He finally took it seriously for once, but the Savior made him lose so completely.
What is this? !
“Because you are smelly, ugly, and the most annoying existence in the universe, quack quack quack!”
The Lord of Changes avoided the erosion of the poison of the plague and incarnated into The huge black crow squatted on the tall dead tree, mocking wantonly.
There is no force at all.
He witnessed with his own eyes the clownlike appearance of a Chaos Evil God.
Such a dramatic scene made the God of Chaos very happy, and even the wounds caused by the previous beating no longer hurt so much.
The Lord of Changes recorded this scene and compiled it into an epic story with pictures and texts, which is vivid and colorful.
That book will be placed in the secret library and become eternal knowledge in the galaxy.
The story of the Plague Lord, the Goddess of Life and the Savior will live on forever.
He projected his masterpiece for everyone to enjoy.
Such a murderous and heart-breaking act made the Plague Lord even more vulnerable and even filled with extreme hatred.
But the Lord of Changes does not care. Due to the conflict between powers, they are irresolvable enemies.
In short, this war was worth fighting.
He participated in guiding and capturing more chaotic and disordered evil energy.
Everything is according to plan.
The only thing he didn't predict was that he might get beaten up, but that was considered part of the plan and was harmless.
Anyway.
He has all participated in changing the future, and these changes will become part of the power of the Crystal Maze.
“I am the ultimate beneficiary of this war!”
The Lord of Changes thought so, those essences harmed by the Lord of Plague will be made up for and will be healed. Make powerful.
He noticed the surging blood shadow.
The God of War has also become more powerful. War and killing are the source of the opponent's energy. War with powerful existences can bring him astonishing benefits.
The dramatic transformation is not over yet, and this plague garden is not yet burning.
The Lord of Changes noticed more changes.
The God of Mischief laughs when he thinks about what will happen next.
Quack, quack, quack!
The dark crow laughed wildly toward the sky, its voice full of extreme sarcasm.
However, in the middle of his laughter, He disappeared with a squeak, and his black feathers fell down.
The Lord of Change was hit by the foul-smelling wooden spoon thrown by the Lord of Plague, and suffered more damage.
The other side.
The Blood God ended his short rest and launched a new offensive.
They must seize more power and souls to completely weaken the power of the Plague Lord!
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Nurgle Garden, Deadwood Forest area.
The empire's army is advancing at high speed, planning to leave the Garden of Nurgle the same way it came, and then return to the real universe through the Chaos Network nodes.
The Imperial Regent holds the Emperor's Sword in his hand, his resolute face full of vigilance, guarding against attacks that may come at any time.
He glanced at the savior and goddess of life next to him and frowned.
The alien god is almost sticking to his brother's body, seeming to be talking about something.
This is not a good thing.
Perhaps, I should remind that brother to avoid falling into deception and traps.
After all, the gods of subspace are the best at playing with people's hearts.
“Cough~”
Guilliman coughed slightly and tried to say something.
"Old Ji, are you feeling unwell?"
Ron looked up from his conversation with Aisha and said with concern: "I just happened to get the treatment medicine prepared by the goddess of life. It It should relieve the toxins in your body.”
He used his spiritual power to deliver a bottle of slightly green potion, which was filled with a strong breath of life.
Guilliman looked at the potion in front of him with some hesitation.
But under the expectant gaze of the savior, he still drank it. After all, this was the potion that his brother had checked.
After drinking the potion.
Guilliman found that the toxin damage on his body was recovering, his body became more soothing, and the pain almost disappeared.
This is the power of the Goddess of Life.
The rotten venom produced by Fallen Phoenix cannot resist the purification of life energy at all.
Even the damage caused by the poison of certain taboo artifacts, she can alleviate or even recover.
Seeing the regent's recovery, Ron also smiled:
"After we successfully leave here, let the goddess of life completely heal your physical injuries."
"Sorry to trouble you."
Guilliman nodded and said nothing more. He decided to remind the savior when he had the opportunity in the future.
In fact, Ron didn't need reminding at all.
He even found the goddess of life a little annoying.
The elf-like goddess who is equivalent to a combination of a royal sister and a lolita has been imprisoned for so many years without anyone to communicate with.
Now that the redeemer has finally arrived, he clings to him tightly, for fear of losing everything.
What's more, that goddess is also a top-notch Virgin, White Lotus.
Ron is just like a scumbag, making more promises, taking the opportunity to gain the favor of the goddess of life, and take advantage of her.
After this wave, he has helped the goddess of life keep a lot of property.
With tears streaming down her face, the goddess of life raised her head and asked: "Are you really willing to rescue my children?"
After she came out of that cage, she realized that the Eldar clan was in a difficult situation and was on the verge of destruction.
The Lord of Joy has his eyes on the souls of the Eldar, corroding and devouring those poor souls that have not entered the soul stone all the time.
The new gods of the Eldar tribe have not yet been completely born, and no one can protect them at all.
“Of course!”
Ron agreed without hesitation. The goddess of life has been a great help to him, and she will be needed in many subsequent plans.
Anyway, let’s calm down first.
What's more, the cooperation between the Empire and the Eldar is itself a major trend in the galaxy. Even one of the leaders of the Eldar, Everenee, has an eye-catching relationship with the Regent.
If it is not the Spiritual Race.
Lao Ji is probably still lying dead at this moment, and the situation in the empire will fall into an irreversible dark situation.
This can be regarded as two races in extreme crisis temporarily holding together for warmth.
Whether they will part ways, start a war or even eliminate each other is a matter for the future.
Ron has no absolute malice towards the aliens, nor does he have many thoughts about killing them all. He thinks more about conquest.
Unless the other party refuses to surrender, he will be killed.
In his opinion, taking advantage of the opportunity to survive and develop is the right way. The strong do not mind the existence of the weak, so that there will be targets for exploitation.
Just don't mess around.
Moreover, there are too many enemies in the subspace, and any forces that can be united must first be united.
What's more, there are terrifying enemies outside the galaxy waiting for you.
The current situation of mankind seems to be improving, but the entire galaxy is rushing towards the abyss, and no one knows when the hidden deadly thunder will explode.
While accepting Elsa's life artifact, Ron was worried about the future of the galaxy.
After the Plague War, the Chaos Evil Gods should stop for a while, and I must take advantage of this time to develop well.
Lay a solid foundation for the future of mankind.
"Ron..."
Suddenly, Elsa became nervous again and hugged the savior's arm, her soft white arms deformed.
She had a vague premonition of the crisis.
Ron was speechless.
How come this goddess was so surprised that she took the opportunity to eat my tofu, right?
He is self-aware that to some beings, he, the upright, pure and flawless "Chosen of Slaanesh", is a succubus in human form.
Even the Lord of Joy himself drools, what is not available is always the most precious.
He even wondered if he had been manipulated by the goddess of life. Maybe she was not a white lotus, but a deeply hidden pure and top-quality green tea?
Who can withstand this?
at the same time.
Ron and Guilliman also discovered the aura of chaotic existence, which came from an acquaintance.
"I didn't expect it, my brother..."
Mortalion's cold voice came out, and there was uncontrollable excitement in his words: "I'm back again, becoming even more Perhaps this is all thanks to you.”
The aura of chaos on this fallen original body became more intense, and he felt that he could do it again.
Due to the drastic changes in Nurgle's Garden and the escape of the Goddess of Life, the Plague Lord urgently needs more combat power to restore everything.
So, He gave the Death Lord more divine grace and partial power at any cost.
This is far more than the reward ever promised.
In other words, although Mortalion lost, he received more rewards.
Now, not only has his evil energy become more turbulent, but he can also mobilize the power of Nurgle Garden and is at the peak of his combat effectiveness.
The roaring bell rang.
"Your only sacred weapon that can defeat me has been used, and there is no longer a threat."
Mortalion raised his hands high, witchcraft and evil spread, and the corrupted plants in the garden It grew and merged crazily, becoming a terrifying biological weapon.
The demons of Nurgle rushed towards the army here along the road swept out by the plants.
“You go first, I’ll stop him!”
The Prince Regent ignited the Emperor's Sword and rushed towards the Death Lord, moving forward without hesitation!
The appearance of the Death Lord means the arrival of more pursuers, and Nurgle's loving father will definitely send out all his strength. He must fend off the pursuers for the Savior.
Boom boom boom——
Guilliman’s ruling hand fired all the holy ashes bombs, covering the surroundings of the Death Lord, and then He slashed with his sword.
"Okay, I'll leave it to you!"
Ron turned around and left without the slightest hesitation. There was no point in being coy at this time.
He took the goddess of life and ran towards the exit, but before he could run a few steps, there was a loud bang.
The figure of the Prince Regent flew back and made a big hole in the ground in front of him.
“I said, you are no match for me!”
The Death Lord floats in mid-air, with illusory vines connecting him to the Gardens of Nurgle.
At this moment, he is equal to a part of Nurgle's Garden.
Guilliman fighting against him would be fighting against the evil power of Nurgle's Garden or against Nurgle's fatherly nature.
With such a huge gap, the original body has no chance of winning.
Mortalion looked at everyone indifferently: "Weak people, you cannot escape from my hands. Hand over the goddess of life, then kneel down and surrender, accepting the gift of corruption!"
He turned to look at the savior again: "Of course, you must die. This is the order of the loving father."
"Slave of Chaos, you are wishful thinking!"
The Imperial Regent crawled. He stood up and struck with difficulty again with his sword.
The Death Lord easily blocked the attack and kicked it away as if it was humiliating.
"Laoji... why don't you take some more medicine?"
Ron used his psychic powers to lift up Guilliman, who fell in front of him, covered in chaotic energy and wounds, and spoke.
He wasn't too worried.
The imperial regent performed steadily again, but it was just a warm-up.
"I'm fine."
Guilliman wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and poured some purification and healing potions.
"Is everything okay?"
Mortalion sneered: "You were just struggling in vain. No matter how many times you try again, it will be the same. Even your father, that dying, rotting skeleton, can't save you.
What's more, he himself is a loser, a poor prisoner , I can't even move a finger.
Maybe one day I will go to that miserable throne, spit on his bones, and then tear the bones apart and trample them under my feet." br>His body was filled with unparalleled power, and he taunted the Imperial Regent and the Emperor wantonly.
"Mortarion."
Ron suddenly called, looking at the Death Lord with an inexplicable look, and even a trace of pity.
Mortalion was still arrogant, and that look in his eyes made him angry: "Savior, you bluff, are you so impatient to die?"
"Ahem, I just want to remind you. He can hear you scolding your father like that now."
"What!"
Mortarion was visibly panicked.
The heart of this fallen primarch is more fragile than imagined, and he has never been free from the authority of his father, whether it is his alien adoptive father, the Emperor, or now Nurgle's loving father.
He always has to obey his father's orders, but he doesn't want to admit it in his heart.
The most important reason why the Fallen Primarch betrayed the Emperor was that when he was in Nurgle's corrosion trap and illusion, the Emperor did not save him as before.
The Fallen Primarch felt that the Emperor had abandoned his son.
For the sake of the lives of the Death Guards, he accepted the corruption of the plague in despair and had a new father.
"So what if I hear that, the false emperor is just a withered skeleton."
Mortalion was stunned for a moment, felt ashamed again, and said with an inward look: "He can't do anything. , can't save anyone!"
"You are wrong."
Guilliman slowly raised his head, the armor buzzed, and the mysterious machinery inside began to accelerate.
The imperial regent's eyes shone with pure white energy, the plague venom was burned away from his body, and his heart began to supply fresh blood.
The Armor of Destiny is also changing, repairing itself in incredible forms, cables reconnecting, decorations becoming brighter.
The entire armor exudes golden light.
Bang——
A pillar of light rose from the rotting ground.
The Imperial Regent floated among them, two pairs of white wings sprouted, and the Emperor's Sword ignited with the brilliance of the scorching sun in his hands.
"My father spoke to me and gave me strength."
Guilliman looked at Mortarion: "Didn't he say something to you, my fallen brother."
The cursed light was so dazzling that Mortarion raised his hands to cover his eyes, his voice trembling: "Father?"
At this moment, the fallen primarch was like A child who committed an unforgivable sin.
Guilliman's voice was full of majesty:
"I am his son, his champion, I am the Son of Vengeance, and I use his power."
Ron looked at the special effects Guilliman, who was fully activated, was quite excited: "Here he comes, he is here, a classic scene, should the fire start?"
Just as he thought, the Emperor was at the critical moment Possessed by Guilliman.
With this power, the surrounding land began to churn.
"Impossible, why is he here?!"
Inside the Black Fortress, the struggle between several Chaos Evil Gods suddenly stopped. Three small windows opened, and those beings peeked out through the windows.
They are all a little nervous.
If the power of the Emperor could openly appear in the realm of Chaos, it would be a threat.
"Forgive me, loving father..."
Mortarion recoiled in fear, the fallen primarch too timid to face the being.
“You traitor!”
Guilliman approached step by step and said in an unnatural voice: “You have destroyed everything that could have been achieved, but you are nothing but a monster. The victim, my father said you can still come back.
But I will not forgive your behavior.”
“Listen...”
Guilliman's voice roared, and the flames on the sword became more powerful, burning the space: "I am Robert Guilliman, the last loyal heir of the Emperor, the enemy of mankind who will destroy everything!"
He Holding the Emperor's Sword tightly with both hands, he raised it high, waves of fire rising.
The sun-like wave of fire swallowed up everything that passed by, the corruption and filth around it was burned away, and the Nurgle demon died in the wail.
"This is wrong..."
Ron frowned and looked at Guilliman in the distance: "Didn't you say that you want to burn the garden? Why is the fire so small? Just like a tsar, even a little weaker?”
Could it be that the sacred tower in the Savior's territory was pumped too hard, weakening the Emperor?
That’s impossible.
Before, the emperor was quite angry.
Ron's face was full of doubts. After searching for a while, he finally understood.
It turns out that the Emperor did not possess Guilliman, but gave a large number of blessings, similar to the blessings given to Mortarion by the Plague Lord.
Give strength and authority.
Bah bang bang!
The small windows of the Black Fortress were closed one after another. Those Chaos Evil Gods also discovered the truth and no longer worried.
The problem is not big, they can continue fighting, and the whirlpool of evil energy reappears.
Inside the burning dead wood forest.
"You can't escape!" Guilliman slashed off the rotting wings of the Death Lord with his sword, and then slashed at the opponent's head.
However, the blow was blocked.
Before the window of the Black Fortress closed, Father Nurgle gave the Death Lord another boost of power to prevent him from dying under the attack of the Imperial Regent.
But this is the limit.
“He didn’t come, so you couldn’t kill me!”
Mortalion resisted Guilliman's attack with difficulty, but still said stubbornly: "I said, he is just a pathetic prisoner, he can't move!"
As long as the false emperor does not come, everything will be easy.
The two Primarchs were fighting at the same time.
Ron led the core troops to escort the Goddess of Life to evacuate outside the Garden of Nurgle, gradually approaching the outskirts of the garden.
He was a little confused: "Isn't the Emperor very anxious that this Nurgle Garden will not be burned?
Or is there a greater threat, and he must retain his strength..."
After all, whether it is to possess Lao Ji's Burning Garden, or to descend through the sacred core of the savior's territory, it requires a huge amount of energy.
And it's a one-time thing.
After thinking about all this, Ron couldn't help but feel a little worried.
Now that the emperor didn't choose to possess him, he would have to use the Holy Spirit next. I don’t know if it’s possible.
Although that thing is theoretically feasible, it has never been used in practice.
He also asked Carter and other Thunder Guard champions to guard the sacred core and ensure its safety.
The Sacred Core is the last trump card for people like myself.
As soon as Ron finished the communication, he felt a familiar and terrifying atmosphere.
The Lord of Joy!
The big pervert who controlled depravity, lust, shamelessness, and indulgence cast his gaze over here, not hiding his greed at all.
“My guess is right!”
Ron frowned and stood in front of the trembling goddess of life: “That guy Slaanesh is really evil and wants to put his life to death. The goddess snatched it back."
But the next moment, he froze.
Because all the eyes of the Lord of Joy were focused on him, he was drooling.
Damn it, He is coming for me!
Ron quickly issued an order: "Activate the Sacred Core, immediately, immediately!"
Now he is in subspace. If he is captured by the Lord of Joy, he will have to fight with life. The goddess or Fulgrim got a little whipping together.
However, there was a problem with the activation of the Sacred Core.
Perhaps it is the corrosion of the plague energy, or the machine soul is dissatisfied and cannot be ignited.
"Okay, okay, are you messing with my mentality?"
Ron was numb.
He looked up and saw the naked emperor with strong muscles in mid-air...
(End of this chapter)