On the deformed ground where flesh and blood were surging, countless tree roots and tentacles flew wildly, and the scarlet insect tide was wave after wave, only the marching area where the Iron Warriors walked was slightly calmer, and every time the heavy armored vehicles of the 4th Legion traveled a certain distance, the Infinity Roots would be paralyzed wherever they went, and the flesh tentacles would be paralyzed weakly on the ground, so calm that it was even a little deadly.

The Iron Warriors' armored vehicle contained nothing but the treasure they had stolen from Medusa: the Poison Saint's Throat.

Perturabo is using the poisonous radiation from the Poison Saint's Throat to inactivate the Infinite Root.

The strategy of the Lord of All Variations is incomparable, and the seven artifacts needed to resurrect Nurgle have a clear order, and the reason why the Plague Apostles will be the first to go to the home planet of the Iron Hand is to die is precisely because of this scene.

Only the poisonous radiation of the Poison Sage can suppress the disorderly expansion of the Infinite Root, which is one of the few means that can suppress the Relic Infinity Root, so obtaining the Poison Sage's Throat has become a prerequisite for obtaining the Infinite Root.

Not only the Infinite Root, but also the Poison Sanctuary, on the surface of the planet, in the atmosphere, the endless Tyranid swarm died quickly in batches, and the armored vehicle only traveled a distance of a few kilometers, and the corpses of insects were all over the mountains.

The poison of the Poison Saint was so terrifying that even the Great Devourer could not parry.

Of course, the Iron Warriors are also difficult to parry.

The heavy armored vehicles they used to carry the corpses of the Poison Saint were made entirely of Adamantite, the most powerful material that humans could come up with, but even the Adamantite armored vehicles could not withstand the radiation of the Poison Saint for a long time, and the engines exposed to the toxic radiation deteriorated rapidly, breaking down every few tens of kilometers, and needed to be repaired by the Iron Warriors before they could move forward again.

The Iron Warrior's own body and armor are also deteriorating under the poison of the Poison Saint's radiation, and no creature can stay around the armored vehicle carrying the Poison Saint's corpse for a long time, so the Iron Warrior can only escort it in shifts.

The cost of using the Poison Saint's corpse is huge, but the benefits are also unparalleled, and with the Poison Saint opening the way, the Iron Warriors are invincible in the ground battlefield of Oregon, and no opponent can stop the iron hooves of the 4th Legion.

The only thing that can stand in the way of the Iron Warriors' progress is the Cyberlux Iron Legion left behind by the Human Federation on Oregon, these giant robots are based on the technology of the pioneers, and the bodies equipped with Zero Element armor are extremely resistant to the radiation of the Poison Saint.

But even the Iron Giants of the Cyberplex Legion were not able to resist the infection of the Waste Code Virus.

Perturabo smiled contemptuously as he watched as the flickering blue energy on a Seberx body turned into tainted scarlet.

The Lord of Change's calculations are incomparably subtle, and the God of Trickery himself has made the perfect plan for this operation.

The Poison Saint's Throat can inactivate the Infinite Root, and it is also a weapon against the Tyranid Swarm, and the evolved Waste Code Virus is a robot that specializes in all automatic machinery, and Perturabo has reached an agreement with Vashtor, the Lord of the Soul Furnace, the second-level god in the field of science and technology has taken action to optimize the underlying structure of the Waste Code Virus, and Tzeentch, who has long been on the Eternal Throne, has also contributed a lot of esoteric data and knowledge to the optimization of the Waste Code Virus.

With a virus containing the wisdom of the gods invincible in the mechanical realm, and a poisonous saint in his hands against flesh and blood, this operation is already foolproof.

Perturabo made his way to the canopy of the Flesh Tree and met the three-legged Scarbrand, Motarian, and the Hive Tyrant.

The brothers met without any greetings or greetings, and Perturabo disdained to communicate with Motarian, who had submitted to the Bullet Star, and so did Motarian.

Perturabo came to the side of the Bloodthirsty Demon Scarbrand, and during this operation, the Blood God formed a brief wartime alliance with the Lord of Change, and a large 'Dominta'-class automaton fighter troop landed around Perturabo as his Primordial Guard.

Forbidden technology from the Dark Ages has given these auto-combat robots a formidable combat power, even when compared to the 'Extermination Relic' in the hands of the Dark Angels, they are not lagging behind in the slightest.

The Domita fighters line up and are surrounded by the scarred Hive Tyrants of Scarbrand and Motarian, while Perturabo picks up his hammer and walks with Scarbrand towards Motarian, who is armed with a scythe.

A bright red fruit pounded like a heart between them, and it was about to ripen.

"Come, my brother, and let me see how many bones you've eaten since you became a lackey of the Bulletin!" Perturabo roared, the arc-wrapped hammer slammed into Motarion's 'Scourge of Heresy' power armor, and the Bloodthirsty Demon roared, swinging his blood axe at the newborn Lord of Death.

After awakening the essence of the subspace, Motarian's combat power has increased greatly, but it is also difficult to face the siege of one great demon and another primordial, and the cooperation between Perturabo and Scarbrand is not tacit, but their brutal violence still suppresses Motarian, and the Pale King's wings wither, and the dispute provoked by the Infinite Root has begun to bear fruit.

On the other side, as the Iron Warriors on the ground advanced, the Tyranid swarm was poisoned in large numbers, and the Star God Fragment of Endless Ishudor was still wandering around, and the Hive Will's control over the swarm was getting weaker and weaker.

The cannon roared, and the already scarred eight-armed hive tyrant was set on fire to death by the Iron Guards in Perturabo as they dropped frames.

The free-handed Domita Iron Guard turned around, and while Motarian was being overpowered by Perturabo and Scarbrand, they went to pick the ripening fruit of the Infinity Root.

"See? This is my victory! Perturabo slammed the hammer down with great force, and Motarian, who was blocked by Scarbrand, was unable to dodge, and his armor was smashed into a deep crack by the strange force.

"I made a pact with the Lord of the Soul Forge and the Lord of All Changes, and I won this victory! And you? What do you get by surrendering to the Bullet Star? Oglien's armor? Peturabo's tone was sharp: "Answer me, my brother! How long are you going to escape?! ”

Without saying a word, Motarian swung his scythe and swung the deadly scythe into Perturabo's left arm, taking advantage of Scarbrand's momentum to slow down.

"Heh......" Perturabo snorted contemptuously, and instead of dodging, he took the initiative to raise the grenade launcher mounted on his left armarmor.

Within seven steps, the gun is accurate and fast, not to mention that this is Peturabo's gun!

Perturabo gave the command to fire at the armor's built-in system, and the next moment the grenade exploded on Motarian's blade, he could see the opponent's grim face.

However, after the order was given, Perturabo's left arm did not react, and the high-explosive grenade remained asleep in his left arm armor, and the expected explosion did not come, and Motarian's scythe swung down sharply, severing Perturabo's left arm neatly.

Knock –

The armor-clad left hand slammed to the ground, and before Perturabo could realize what had happened, the severed left hand suddenly attacked him.

The armor of the left arm spun on its own, and the high-explosive grenade was aimed at Perturabo's head, aiming, firing, exploding, all in one go, and after the violent explosion, the hard face of the Lord of the 4th Legion was bleeding profusely, and his face festered, revealing the white bones underneath.

"What's going on? My i's armor is out of control, what's going on?! Perturabo's mind was spinning, but Motarian didn't give him time to think.

The life-harvesting Death Scythe swung again, and Perturabo dragged his heavy armor out of power, barely dodging the blow with the strength of the original body.

"There's no time to think, I need to get out of here now!" Perturabo was horrified that the birdie on his shoulder was scanning himself!!

In desperation, Perturabo gave an order to his Domita Guard: "Bring the fruit!" Escort me out immediately! ”

But he swept his gaze and saw that the Domita Iron Guard, whom he had sent to gather the Tyrant of the Firebug Hive and pick the Infinite Fruits, was not picking the fruit at the moment, and the heavily armed automaton was standing silently behind Perturabo, the signal lights on his body flashing in strange waves.

"Damn, there's no time to pick the fruit...... Stop Motarian and escort me out! ”

“……”

"I said escort me away! Is your receiver broken? If not, come right now! ”

Perturabo was furious, and Motarian swung his scythe again, but the mechanical guards created by Perturabo did not respond in the slightest.

The Domita Guard, who shimmered in a strange spectrum, slowly raised the weapon in his hand and pointed it at Perturabo's head:

"It's too late, organism."

(End of chapter)