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

Motalian condescendingly looked down at Robert Killiman, who had been struck down by the plague of the gods, and his tone was full of naked and undisguised arrogance and contempt.

Because long before Horus launched a rebellion, he had already looked at the other party unpleasantly.

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

So at this moment, after thinking that he had sealed the victory, Motalian, instead of choosing to quickly take Killiman back to Nurgle's Garden in subspace, put on a cat-and-mouse posture.

From the expression on his face and the tone of his voice, it was not difficult to see that he enjoyed the process very much, and even deliberately weakened the poison of the plague through his own ability, so that the other party could maintain this half-dead state and taste more pain.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that he was also so unable to endure the torture of the subspace plague day and night, and finally could only throw himself into the arms of Nurgle, and now he also wants the loyal Kiliman to make the same choice as himself in a similar situation.

In this way, the Demon Primordial will be able to prove that it is the one who had the foresight.

However, it is a pity that the willpower of the imperial regent is much more tenacious than he imagined, even if a large area of his body begins to appear blackened, festering, and a large number of demonic maggots from subspace are growing out of thin air to devour his internal organs, he still does not make the slightest sound, let alone beg for mercy.

Robert Killiman simply looked up at each other with bloodshot eyes, desperately trying to grab the Emperor's Sword that had fallen to the ground, but after several attempts, he failed.

The effects of the Plague of Gods were even more terrifying than he had imagined.

It takes less than five minutes to destroy bones, internal organs, muscles, and nerve conduction systems.

What's even more terrifying is that the power from the subspace Nurgle is constantly eroding and tearing souls.

He knew very well that as soon as he opened his mouth to express his willingness to throw himself into Nurgle's arms, all the pain he had endured now would disappear in an instant, just like those Motarian and the Death Guard who were also festering, becoming happy and happy every day, even smirking like a nervous disorder.

After all, blessed Nurgle is still quite "kind" to his own believers.

It is even allowed to have its own free will to do what it wants, rather than treating its subordinates as pawns that must obey its will, as Tzeentch and Sadism do.

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

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

Motarian undoubtedly sensed this, and directly opened a huge subspace portal to Nurgle's Garden, pointed to the scene of life and everything competing on the opposite side, and said in an extremely proud tone, "What are you still hesitating about?

Could it be that working for the puppet emperor has made you lose the ability to distinguish between right and wrong?

Take a good 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 sorrow!

No despair!

All the gods can enjoy the same happiness and freedom here.

Compared to the puppet emperor building an empire full of exploitation, oppression and injustice, this is the true sense of heaven. ”

I have to say that Motalian's eloquence is quite good, and he immediately grasped the biggest pain point of the Human Empire.

But Robert Killiman let out a sneer in a hoarse voice: "Hehe, heaven?

If this stench, rotten and pestilent world is heaven, then I would rather go to hell!

Although the empire is not perfect, at least the people who live in it can still be called people.

But what about you?

You are nothing more than playthings and puppets of the Chaos Gods of the subspace.

What's more, you think that by defeating me, you will win this war?

Do you think our father didn't do anything in advance? ”

"What do you mean?"

Loyal to the original body's words suddenly made Motali feel relieved.

After all, just over a hundred years ago, he had personally felt the power possessed by the current human emperor, as well as the terrifying spiritual energy that was not inferior to the subspace evil gods, and he already had a very serious psychological shadow on this.

"I mean, you've done your job since the opening of this subspace rift leading to Nurgle's Gardens."

A sinister smile appeared on Robert Kiliman's pained face.

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

Before Motalian could react, a blinding golden glow suddenly began to bloom in the sky above him.

In just a few seconds or so, thousands of Nurgle demons and Death Guards who had taken refuge in Chaos suddenly began to spontaneously combust without warning, and then turned into ashes at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Even the Demon Primordial itself began to show a lot of burn marks.

In a knee-jerk reaction, he looked up sharply despite the pain and discomfort, only to see what looked like a trumpet sun slowly descending.

In the middle of the golden sun, a slender, thin girl could be vaguely seen.

The Lord of Humanity has finally arrived!

The familiar feeling and breath suddenly made Motarian extremely flustered, and his severely burned eyes revealed strong fear, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Father!!! You...... How did you end up here? ”

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

Do you think no one can see through your ridiculous little tricks?

No, we're just using you, waiting for you to open this portal to Nurgle's Gardens.

It's time for the Chaos Gods to pay for the damage they have done to humanity and the Empire.

I'm going to burn the flames of war into subspace in the name of humanity!

Let Nurgle, Sadism, Slaanesh, and Tzeentch taste the bitter fruits of their own sowing!

And you, though essentially just an object of foolery, a miserable victim, may be redeemed someday in the distant future, but not today.

Now get out of here, get back to your master.

Because what's going to happen next is going to be more than you can imagine. ”

As these words came out, the little girl possessed by the Emperor slowly walked up to Robert Killiman's side and gently pressed the slender little hand on the blackened and festering head of the original body.

In less than a second, the regent of the Empire, who was still dying, quickly recovered his health, and even the injuries he sustained 10,000 years ago were healed.

Obviously, this scene fully embodies a certain universal rule of the Warhammer universe, which is "great power to do miracles".

Whether it is the physical rules of the real universe of the star gods and space necromancy, or the ancient saints, spirit races, demons and subspace chaos evil gods who use psionic energy, they can actually affect and hurt each other.

It's like the relationship between current and resistance.

As long as the number of the former is large enough, then even insulators can be broken down into conductors in an instant.

This was confirmed long before the Battle of Heaven.

Robert Kiliman, freed from the plague of the gods, quickly got up from the ground and laughed at himself in a slightly lost tone: "So I'm a pawn and a decoy in your eyes, right?" ”

The Lord of Humanity patiently explained, "No, my child, you are the last hope of the Empire and the savior of the human race.

The reason why I don't let you know too much is mainly to prevent leaks.

After all, it's not just Nurgle that we have to deal with, but also the scheming, insidious, and cunning Tzeentch.

Only if you don't know anything can it all go the way you want it to.

Didn't Soth already make it clear to you?

What's more, having accepted too much faith and worship, I am not always able to maintain a clear consciousness. ”

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

Robert Killiman continued to ask with a frown.

"Aren't they already here?"

As the last word blurted out, the girl possessed by the emperor began to bloom with a more dazzling and bright golden light.

Next Second......

Countless legions of spellbinders burning with psionic flames poured out of the rifts in the subspace and launched a fierce attack on the Nurgle Demon Army like a tidal wave.

Their numbers are as endless as demons, and their strength is many times stronger than when they were alive, tearing apart the enemies who were still stubbornly resisting with a devastating force.

Undoubtedly, this is the anger that the Human Empire has accumulated during the dark years of 10,000 years, and it is also the revenge of the heroic souls who fought bravely to the death.

Astarte warriors from various warbands can be found in the Cursed Legion, as well as mortal auxiliaries such as the Krieg Death Corps, as well as mechanics and punishment mechs transformed by the Cult of the Mechanics.

But if you think this is the Lord of Humanity's hole cards, you're wrong!

Because in addition to soldiers, there are dense and endless subspace entities formed by various machine souls.

Tanks, armored vehicles, mobile turrets, space ships, planetary fortresses, titan mechs, and knight mechs......

No one has counted how many troops and mech-inspired weapons and equipment the empire has lost between the thirty and fortieth millennia.

But what is certain is that it must be an astronomical amount enough to make anyone's jaw drop.

Now, this loss, which once made countless people feel painful, has all been transformed into the Cursed Legion, a demon army belonging to the future Fifth Evil God and Lord of Mankind.

The demon of Nurgle, who has always liked to win by numbers, soon finds himself on the side that is inferior in numbers.

Even if there is a subspace rift that can continuously transport troops, it is still constantly squeezed into the activity space.

Robert Killiman's expeditionary force was also plunged into a religious frenzy of undaunting death because of the apparition of the Emperor.

In this state of being flanked from both sides, even the Chaos Demons of Subspace would feel fear and panic, and it didn't take long for them to retreat back to their father's Nurgle Garden.

But the emperor obviously didn't intend to let them go like this, and directly controlled the girl who was possessed, and turned her head and asked the original body who was already stunned on the side: "Are you ready?" ”

"Ready for what?"

Robert Kiliman asked rhetorically, with a bewildered expression.

"Carrying my power, launch an attack on Nurgle's fortress, breaking the psionic protection he has set up."

The Lord of Mankind has stated the true purpose of his trip straightforwardly.

"Of course, I'm ready."

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

Because killing Nurgle and causing the entire subspace to burn up completely, it was the scene he longed to see most in his heart.

Only when the Chaos Evil God of the subspace is weakened and has no ability to do things in the material universe for a short period of time, can he begin to solve all kinds of problems and stubborn diseases within the empire.

Otherwise, it will be difficult to maintain the current rule, and who will be qualified to talk about any reforms.

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

With that, the dazzling golden light quickly left the girl and sank straight into the original body's chest.

In the twinkling of an eye!

Robert Killiman was transformed into a bright and dazzling golden sun.

The Emperor's Sword in his hand began to burn violently, constantly releasing an astonishing heat into the surroundings.

The Demon Primordial Motalian was completely dumbfounded at the moment, not knowing what to do or what awaited him next.

Just as he was exerting his strength, a subspace energy instantly descended from the sky, directly teleporting it away from this dangerous place.

At the same time, the body of the little girl who was abandoned by the emperor has now become tattered and almost collapsed, and her entire body has been burned by the overload of spiritual energy to the point that it has almost become a dried corpse like a mummy, and her two eyes have no eyeballs, only two black and red blood holes remain.

You don't have to ask to know that this is the terrible price to pay for becoming the master carrier of mankind.

And more serious than the physical damage is the soul that has been burned by the horror psionic energy.

"Am I going to die?"

The girl's voice was very weak, and she made what was probably the last sound before she died.

Zuo Si gently picked up the little guy and responded in a tone without a trace of emotion: "Yes, you are going to die, and it is a complete annihilation from the body to the soul. ”

"Then have I completed the mission assigned by the Great God Emperor?" The girl followed and asked.

"Well, you have done an excellent job as a carrier of the Emperor's consciousness. Now, he doesn't need your dedication anymore. ”

A hint of pity appeared on Zuo Si's face, and at the same time, there was a little disgust.

He really hated this kind of devout believer who was willing to give everything for the sake of the god he believed in, even though he had suffered greatly.

Because this kind of person has given up rational thinking and the pursuit of knowledge and truth, and pinned all his hopes on an unknown existence that he does not know at all.

Of course, all this is the girl's own choice, and he is not very good at saying anything, but he just releases a little power to alleviate the great pain that the other party endured before he dies.

"yes, that's great, I can finally rest......"

The girl's already charred lips slowly spat out the last words.

At the moment when she took her last breath, Robert Kiliman, who had completely absorbed the power of the human race, finally raised the Emperor's sword and slashed at the castle in Nurgle Garden.

Rumble!!!!!!!

In an instant, the golden light and flames that soared into the sky directly burned everything within a radius of tens of thousands of kilometers with the castle as the center.

Only the castle was protected by some kind of evil subspace spell that blocked the attack.

Despite the great distance, the angry roar of the evil god Nurgle could still be heard in the Demon Pavilion.

As one of the most powerful four gods of the subspace, when had he ever suffered such a naked humiliation?

This behavior of the Lord of Mankind was like a big fight against him in full view.

Although it doesn't hurt much, it's extremely insulting.

But before Nurgle could think about how to retaliate, Robert Killman, who had received the blessing of the Emperor's psionic energy, rushed into the subspace with a strong stride, and raised the holy sword shrouded in golden light and slashed at the invisible protective force field that blocked the psionic flames.

The moment the power attached to the blade collided with the protective force field, it was as if the entire space began to tremble violently.

Anyone who was not blind could clearly see that the golden and green subspace psionic energy began to tear and devour violently.

In the end, with the help of the power of the Lord of Humanity and the power of the Emperor's Sword, the original body successfully penetrated the protective force field and opened a large hole in it.

Having completed this crucial step, he sat down on the ground as if he had exhausted all his strength, and shouted with the last of his strength, "Soth! I've opened the gap to the Nurgle Mansion, and it's up to you. ”

"Rest assured, I never let anyone down. Regardless of the future, at least today I will use Nurgle's head to announce to the entire subspace that the era of the Chaos Gods in the material universe is over. ”

As he spoke, Zuo Si had already put down the dead girl's body in his arms, and slowly passed through the gap step by step with the god-killing sword in his hand and entered the core realm of Nurgle.

However, he did not rush to launch a final attack, but opened a portal on the spot and called with a smile: "Come, my dear Lich King Gianna Proudmoor, symbol of coldness and death, it is time to send you to the throne of God." The chaos and disorder of the subspace has been going on for too long, so let's inject a little bit of order into it. ”

"As you wish, my master."

With a piercing chilling sound, a cold figure emitting a black mist from head to toe instantly appeared through the portal and out of thin air.

Without any hesitation!

After confirming that the place under his feet was the core area of the evil god Nurgle, the Lich King Gianna directly incarnated into the form of the Grim Reaper, gathered the soul power of the dead that he had accumulated and devoured for hundreds of years, and slashed it down with a thunderous force.

Rumble!!!!!!!

The seemingly impregnable castle demon hall was split directly from the middle, revealing the huge figure of the "little cutie" inside, which was hundreds of meters high, and was covered with carrion, poisonous gas, cysts, blood water, plaque, and all kinds of wriggling bugs, flies, mosquitoes, etc.

In comparison, the great impurities can only be regarded as a small point.

You don't need to ask to know that this is the entity formed by Nurgle the loving father in the subspace.

But at the moment he is clearly not in good shape.

For the force of death left a huge wound on the vast mountain of rotting meat.

And because of death's restraint on life, it is unable to use the power it has at its disposal to heal quickly.

This antagonism and conflict at the root caused Nurgle to feel more pain than ever before, and it also made him furious, and he suddenly picked up the cauldron that had been erected on the ground, and sprinkled the boiling plague and poison on the enemy in front of him.

"Die! Despicable blasphemers! I'm going to turn you and your accomplices into the dirtiest, ugliest life forms in the entire galaxy! ”

"Hehe, sorry, it's not easy to do that. Because in a way, Gianna and I weren't creatures. ”

Zuo Si chuckled and released the protective force field to block out the soup that could corrode even his metal body, and then flashed in an instant, picking up the magic sword made of Moscart and slashing at Nurgle's fat and huge body.

Next Second......

Burst!

A large chunk of rotting fat was cut off, accompanied by a scatter of poisonous gas, a highly corrosive plague blood, a viscous fluid from the cyst, and a huge maggot that instantly turned into a monstrous monster when it broke away from the body.

There is no doubt that Nurgle's body is a rather terrifying weapon in its own right.

This is because when attacking them, the attacker itself suffers such reverse splash damage.

Perhaps this is one of the reasons why he doesn't have as much physical defense as the.

But that's just relative.

Because if the sword does not have the power of order from Bato's Hell, and the Lich King Gianna's frost sorrow does not have the power of death, ordinary weapons will not be able to touch the essence of Nurgle.

Even the Emperor's Sword in Robert Killiman's hand could only leave an insignificant gap in it at best, and it could not slash and slash like the two of them.

And the self-healing incarnation of the oil apparently doesn't care about this trivial corrosion.

Not only that, but a large amount of glistening oil and subspace glistening oil began to gush outward from Zuo Si's body, expanding at an unimaginable speed to the entire Castle Demon Pavilion and even the surrounding large areas of Nurgle Garden.

In his current state, the last thing he is afraid of is a war of attrition and a protracted war.

Because the longer the battle lasts, the more power the two oils can draw from this space and from Nurgle's own body.

It's a trade-off process.

What's more, the current situation is not a one-on-one duel, but a two-on-one.

I wonder if Robert Kiriman can turn into a three-on-one after a break.

Because Zuo Si has never had the so-called "sense of honor" and "self-esteem" in dealing with this kind of fighting, unless he forms a crushing advantage in strength, he basically pulls more crowd beatings if he can pull more crowd beatings.

Fighting more and fighting less, and ensuring victory with the outnumbered is the king.

In fact, at first, he even considered teaming up with the other evil gods of the subspace to take out Nurgle first, but this plan was ultimately rejected with great risk.

Without him, the behavior pattern of the Chaos Evil God is too unpredictable.

Especially Tzeentch, maybe the last second he was still talking and laughing with you and partnering up against another guy, but the next second he will suddenly turn his face and help the other party beat you, which is just a fight for the crazy Ciric.

Zuo Si didn't want to be idle and have nothing to do to give strength to his plan.

"Damn outsiders!

You don't belong in this universe at all!

Get the hell out of here!

There's no place for you in subspace! ”

Nurgle roared and began to summon his own army.

In the blink of an eye, the vast area that had been emptied by the Lord of Mankind soon emerged from the chaos, large and small, and there were more than 10 million demons like a mountain of flesh alone.

There are many more gigantic and grotesque machines like demonic engines roaring and charging under Motarian's command.

The so-called demon engine is actually something similar to the soul of the human empire.

Originally conceived by Chaos Warlord Abaddon and developed by the Cult of Dark Mechanics and psionic mages, it works by restraining a summoned angry subspace demon in a built war machine and allowing it to drive the machine to wreak havoc and wreak havoc on the battlefield.

Because the demons in the subspace are endless, and once they are successfully manufactured, they no longer need additional manpower to operate, which is loved by the Demon Primordial and Astarte Legions who have taken refuge in the forces of Chaos.

And each evil god has its own unique demon engine.

Among the things that appear on the battlefield at this moment are the Tower of the Plague of Nurgle, the Plague Giant, the Plague Drone, the Plague Bee, the Plague Creeper, the Blight Engine, and more.

The first of these looks like a medieval siege tower, except that the front end is stuffed with large and small cannon barrels, which can rain fire and virus bombs on enemies on the move;

The second Plague Giant resembles a rotting piece of flesh mounted on the mechanical crab's turf, equipped with ranged weapons, but more often used for hand-to-hand combat;

The third and fourth are flying units, the former is a bit like a twin-propeller helicopter in science fiction, equipped with a less powerful gun under the cabin, and the latter is like a mechanical stinging snake with three propeller flying engines, which is more powerful in firepower, but in the end it is overwhelming to win;

The fifth type of Plague Creeper is a combination of tank and SPG, which is used for rapid assault and long-range artillery support;

The final wither engine resembles a mechanical Zerg xenomorph, which is not only very fast, but also equipped with missile launchers.

In short, there are so many types of demon engines that they don't look like industrial assembly line products at all, but more like abstract gadgets that greenskin orc technicians have put together at will.

Such a shocking picture made Robert Killiman, who was sitting on the ground resting, his pupils suddenly dilated, contracted, enlarged, and contracted again, and he struggled to stand up despite his physical fatigue, picked up the emperor's sword, and planned to rush forward to desperately buy the two people in the castle time to kill the evil god Nurgle, even if it was only for a few minutes or even seconds.

I have to say that although he has a lot of flaws in his character, he definitely belongs to the most trustworthy comrade-in-arms at critical moments.

Under the influence of the powerful psionic power of the Lord of Humanity, the regent of the Empire is like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, fighting against an army of billions of demons with the power of one person.

With each swing of the Emperor's Sword, it would kill enemies within a radius of several thousand meters, dealing a devastating blow.

Coupled with his superhuman speed, which can reach up to a dozen or even dozens of Machs, he is completely an out-and-out killing machine.

At this moment, Robert Kiliman is like an impregnable iron wall, blocking the surging demon army from the gap.

Seeing the heroic posture and tall and majestic back he displayed when he was fighting, Gianna of Death immediately pursed the corners of her mouth and showed a playful expression: "This guy doesn't think that we will directly break into the Nurgle Garden to fight the Chaos Evil God without any preparations, right?" ”

"I think there's a good chance that Kiliman thinks so.

Well, he's a bit of a brainless guy and very, very stubborn.

Forget it, leave him alone, and get your Scourge Legion over. ”

Zuo Si sighed slightly and urged.

"No problem, I've already put my legion on standby."

With that, Gianna suddenly waved the frost sorrow in her hand and cut a huge rift in subspace.

Then, the space necromantic battleship, which emitted an overwhelming green light, poured directly into the subspace through the rift.

Before anyone else could react to what had happened, the spherical device in the core of one of the largest ships began to glow with a blinding light.

Next Second......

The same billions of legions and war machines appeared out of thin air in the clearing of Nurgle Gardens.

When they appeared, they immediately began to pour fire on the swarming Nurgle army.

Due to the fact that Compleat absorbed the most high-tech space necromancers in the Warhammer universe, many energy weapons have been replaced with launchers of antimatter particle streams.

This thing is not the blaster used by Astarte of the Human Empire, nor is it an electromagnetic weapon of the Titanium Clan, which can be counteracted by a powerful armor and protective force field.

Its biggest feature is that it directly causes the tearing and explosion of matter at the particle level.

Therefore, the target that is hit will directly dissipate into a pile of green dust in the air as if it were a dissociation technique.

The Human Empire was once pressed to the ground and hammered by the other party in a small-scale battle with the space necromancers.

In the end, he relied on his numerical superiority and fearless death to rush up in hand-to-hand combat, and finally barely won back a city.

So when hundreds of millions of green rays covered the Nurgle demon army in front of him, Robert Kiliman, who was still a tragic hero a second ago, saw a scene that he could never forget in his life.

That is, all the demons that stretched to the horizon in front of them turned into green light and disappeared in an instant.

There were no deafening explosions, no skyrocketing fires and heat waves, and no sound of energy weapons such as light spears coming into contact with matter, just silence.

It's as if someone has gently erased those demons on a canvas called the battlefield.

This is clearly beyond the comprehension of the Original.

He stood motionless as if he had been immobilized by the Emperor's sword, until Gianna's Scourge began to advance methodically from his side under the command of the Inquisitor.

Robert Killriman couldn't help but fall into deep thought as he looked at these huge legions that were either entirely made of metal and machinery, or a fusion of machinery and flesh and blood, as well as those that were clearly the space necromancy mentioned in Belisarius Kaul's report.

He asked his genetic father inwardly, "Is this part of your plan?" ”

"Of course, my child.

In order to obtain the tools necessary to slay the Chaos Gods, Soth crafted two powerful weapons at once.

One of them was the magic sword he held in his hand, which contained the power of order;

The other is the woman who has become the god of death.

Over the years of your Indomitable Expedition, the latter has caused millions, if not millions, of massacres across the real universe and subspace, strengthening its power and the power of death by plundering souls.

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

The power of the Chaos Gods could not erode their consciousness, let alone have any effect on them. ”

The voice of the Lord of Humanity echoed in the primordial mind.

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

Without thinking, the Emperor replied, "They are under unprecedented attack in the realm of subspace, and now they don't care about other things. ”

"Under attack? What do you mean...... The all-out war has begun?!!! ”

The original body opened its mouth wide in shock.

He couldn't believe that the other party could launch an attack on three of the four evil gods of subspace at the same time without the Imperial Intelligence Network knowing anything about it.

When, exactly?

So why didn't the huge legion enter the subspace at all?

There were so many questions and incomprehensions that Robert Killiman subconsciously turned his gaze to the incarnation of oil in battle.

At this moment, with the endless demon army being blocked by the teleported Scourge Legion, Nurgle, who realizes that he cannot get help, finally begins to show his power as one of the four evil gods.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

With the sound of countless thick sores bursting, the entire area around the castle demon hall was already shrouded in a thick yellow-green fog.

This terrible plague was even deadlier than the "Divine Plague" that Kugas had successfully boiled, and even the surface of Zuosi's metal body began to show a large area of decay, rust, and aging, and Gianna's body in the form of the Grim Reaper was also covered with dust like a fungus.

Anyone who is here, even if it is the original body or even the human lord himself, may be seriously injured or even die because of accidentally inhaling the terrible thick fog.

On top of that, the tentacles that look like twisted intestines and the rotting wounds full of fangs on Nurgle's body can also pose a threat to opponents.

The most important thing is that as the god of life and abundance, his ability to resist blows, vitality and regeneration is too tenacious.

Even if Zoth and Gianna cut some of their limbs and pieces of flesh off their torsos, the latter would quickly grow into a trumpet Nurgle and join the fight.

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

"Hahahaha! You want to kill me? Don't daydream! I am the immortal god of reincarnation and rebirth, and no one can really kill me. ”

Dozens of Nurgle, large and small, laughed wildly in unison.

Such a terrifying picture is estimated that ordinary people will have nightmares for a lifetime if they look at it twice, and even be so disgusting that they can't eat anything and starve themselves to death.

"Damn! We seem to be in a bit of trouble. ”

Gianna immediately frowned.

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

"Don't rush, take your time. Do you still want to kill one of the most powerful evil gods in the subspace at once? ”

With that, Zuo Si shook off the rotten minced flesh and yellow-green poisonous viscous juice stained on the magic sword, and continued to release the glistening oil to devour and absorb everything around him.

He knew very well that in order to kill Nurgle, he would first have to weaken the connection with the subspace.

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

Only in this way can you barely kill the other party once.

As for when it will be reborn, and what will be the level of strength after rebirth, it is unknown.

After all, evil gods like Nurgle have long since merged with the subspace, and they also represent some kind of dark side in the heart of intelligent life in the real universe.

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

Therefore, the only thing Zuo Si can do is to suppress the Chaos Evil God to the point that he has no ability to do things in the real universe through this subspace war.

In this way, the human empire will be able to gain a buffer and a period of development, and change the current chaotic state of subspace by changing and raising people's cognitive level.

There is also the introduction of the forces of order to maintain a delicate balance within the subspace.

"You already have a way to kill him?"

Gianna asked in surprise after avoiding the disgusting tentacles.

The corners of Zuo Si's mouth rose slightly and nodded: "That's right!"

Don't forget, with my constant enhancement and refinement, the oil has become capable of infecting almost anything it can touch.

In particular, the subspace glistening oil has completely spread in the Nurgle Garden at this moment.

The next thing to do is to attack on a mental and volitional level.

As for you......

You need to prepare for the upcoming ascension.

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

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

When the time is right, he unleashes all the souls consumed by the frost sorrow, and transforms them into the purest force of cold and death through the Helm of Domination.

Your dead body will disappear forever, and the subspace will reshape you in spirit and soul form. ”

"Okay, I know what to do."

As she spoke, Gianna thrust the Frost Sorrow in her hand to the ground, and then spread her arms to feel the tidal fluctuations of the subspace soul sea.

Soon, the realm of death began to spread around her, crowding out and suppressing Nurgle's realm of life.

On the other side, Zuo Si, who was fighting alone, also showed the technology and ruthlessness of the incarnation of shimmering oil, and the whole person frantically devoured the surrounding matter and energy and turned into a terrifying mechanical death star, opening the indiscriminate bombardment mode for the infinitely divided Nurgle on the ground.

Tens of thousands of weapons of all kinds are thrown out as if they don't need money.

The ferocious and dense firepower and the huge caliber of the subspace energy cannon can even destroy several star systems in an instant.