The four gods of chaos are all bastards.

If Martin hated anyone the most, it would have to be Naig, the Lord of Rot.

Just look at what you see, between dozens of 100-meter-high rocks, there is a passage up to 100 meters wide that leads to a former oasis.

Towering rocks block the winds from the desert and the overwhelming sand.

The rocks at the far end of the field of vision are only ten or twenty kilometers long and wide.

Even the former free city-state of Estalir is part of this mountain. But only in the easterly direction of the mountains there are oases.

Originally, many people, including Martin, wondered why they didn't just build the city on the oasis, but instead spent a lot of work on the more barren western side of the mountain.

Now that Martin has come to his senses, albeit very weakly, Martin's system has captured that little bit of faint divine fluctuations.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that the master of this divinity had initiated a wide-area divine power broadcast, not even Martin would have been able to perceive that there was a god here.

It should be right, the goddess of the lake is in the depths here......

"Gross!" Karna couldn't stand it at first and retched. Educated by the nobility all the year round, and required neatness and grooming, it is natural for all noble ladies to have a habit of cleanliness, even if it is mild......

Seeing this scene, it is normal to gag.

Jessica gently patted her best friend and master on the back and comforted Karna.

Although Martin wanted to complain and say, 'Do you have my son?', but seeing the green in the distance, and the uneven yellow-green pustules on the rhizomes of the trees, Martin didn't even have the heart to complain.

Valrhona's face turned even pale: "It's terrible, I can feel the wails of the forest, they are struggling in pain. Alaire is on top, how can there be such a terrible sight!"

Representing the serenity and serenity of the forest, Alaire recited her god's name, giving Valrhona some comfort.

"If you can't stand it, help me go to Estaril and have a look. "Martin gave another plan.

"No! I'm going! Chaos is getting more and more unseemly. Since they can attack the southern city-states in an all-out way, they can also attack the empire. If it's a fate that I can't escape against the guy who is on Nurgle, then it's better to fight first and see what means the other party has. ”

Martin's eyes lit up, and he was glad that Karna had such insight and awareness. If she was the kind of woman who cowered, she deserved to be a canary in the safety of a castle in the rear, not the woman who stood side by side with him on the earth.

Martin's proposal just now was more of a temptation.

Jessica said instead: "The front is seriously corroded, and it is estimated that there will be miasma." We don't have Sigmar monks right now, and we don't have purification items. Is there any good way to do it?"

Martin pulled out a couple of masks from his storage bag: "This is the dust mask that Melmitia gave me, she blessed the magic. If we're going to filter the miasma, add some sigma of holy water. ”

The most awesome low-grade holy water has been used up, and there are still a lot of reserves of holy water above No. 3.

When ready, Vimona slowly drove into the oasis among the boulders.

The closer I looked, the more I felt that this was an abscess parasitic on the earth. The grass had turned a deep black color, like it was stained with the filthy black blood of the nezumi.

Countless scarlet vines stretched out from all corners of the earth, covering the stones, the trees, and every corner of the field of vision like nets, and pulsating like blood vessels, forming bulges like veins in various bends.

Each tumor is a thick, yellow paste that breaks open with a slight touch, sputtering foul-smelling and corrosive mucus.

"It's disgusting!" said Karna under the mask.

"Good thing we do. The little princess of the wood elves clutched her chest in fear.

Martin had already increased Vimona's cruising altitude, which not only saved everyone from stepping on the rotten ground one foot deep and one foot shallow, but also avoided the miasma.

Martin was suddenly a little glad that he had let Mutu collect the nezumi weapons by the way. Otherwise, let him really smash out the better weapon of order, he really doesn't know whether to recycle it or not.

Presumably, like the Golden Shining Bun himself, he will treat the enemy's defiled treasures as garbage and throw them away.

"Suddenly, suddenly, suddenly!" displayed terrifying destructive power.

Ten meters above the ground, slowly moving forward in Vimona, from time to time, the same dirty nezumi daggers, daggers, and machetes flew out of the void, breaking through the barriers of the air and exploding directly at the branches and trunks of the trees that blocked Vimona's advance.

A strange green miasma rose up, enveloping a large open space five or six meters above the ground, but it could not shake Vimana in the slightest.

"Huh?"

Not only Martin, but the three girls all noticed several green streamers flashing in the distance. They did not hit the suspended ark directly, but fell strangely towards several high stone platforms around them.

Although it was quite far away, the visual magnification that came with the system allowed Martin to clearly see the fat men who were supposed to be mages.

Although I would like to describe them as 300 pounds of children's paper, these guys are so disgusting, their appearance is covered with abscesses, and their skin is extremely transparent, and it is conceivable that such skin will melt away at the slightest contact.

Obviously, such bodies are swollen because of all kinds of unimaginable viruses, no need to ask, they are the believers of Nurgle!

A Nurgle mage was casting a spell, and on the ground in front of the ark, a small tornado about ten meters in diameter was rising.

The other Nurgle mages raised their skeletal staffs, the skull on the head of their staffs apparently made of living people, as it had a long, withered spine attached.

There was a great suction force from the head of the staff, and they actually tried to suck the four Martins off the ark.

"Are you underestimating me?" Martin's eyes snapped.

At a speed faster than Valrhona's archery, even as soon as Karna pulled out the long musket at her waist, Martin fired more than a dozen nezumi spears.

This inferior spear is powerless against the thick armor of the Fearful Believer, and for this kind of Nurgle mage with his own talent, it is as easy as popping a balloon.

"Po-po" After the continuous explosion, the Nurgle mage was dead.

Martin pouted, "Let's keep pushing!"

While Martin was steadily advancing, the Divine Domain of the Order Camp was in chaos.

"Sigmar God, it's not good! The Chaos army is in full attack, and Skireif in the northeast has been attacked by 200,000 Chaos army forwards. Tal, the god of nature, was already thinking about supporting that side. ”