Chaos Domain, Nurgle Garden.

This is one of the four largest embodied territories in subspace, a place full of "life", where countless bacteria, viruses and parasites float in the air alone, and mortals will be infected with dozens of diseases in an instant if they do not have protective measures here.

The variety of creatures that dwell in the garden is so abundant that probably no one but the Father himself can count them.

The swampy, slimy, yellow-brown earth was covered with thick layers of fungus and moss, and the fertile ground was bred by hundreds of millions of corpses, and a large number of worms writhed and churned in them, some of them of normal size, some of them large enough to exceed a train.

An unimaginable variety of trees grow here, and they are the main body of the garden, but they all have one thing in common: the presence of large and small nodules on the trunk and branches.

These are all diseased strains, destined to be plagued by stubborn diseases, and their growth will be distorted.

In fact, there are few in Nurgle Gardens that can be called healthy.

Even so, the trees are still growing luxuriantly, constantly sprouting and rooting and pulling out new branches, and they are destined to usher in a desolate decay and turn into dust in the dirt.

Prosperity and decay are the main forces of the plague, so that the garden achieves eternal prosperity in rebirth and destruction.

Deep in the forest, there is also a huge lake.

Unlike the usual lakes in the physical realm, it is composed entirely of disgusting excrement and emits a suffocating stench greater than the industrial wastewater of chemical refineries. Countless mosquitoes and flies inhabit it, and maggots and demon toads roll freely inside.

Next to the lake, a group of Nurgle demons were playing happily.

The diminutive Nurgle burrowed under the skin of the Great Impure, entering from one pustule and out of another, delight when the Great Demon was amused.

The children of a loving father are always so lazy and carefree, sharing joy and love with each other in their own way.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came.

Mosquitoes fly away from the forest in large numbers, like frightened birds, and their numbers make them look like a black cloud, enough to cover the sky.

This is a signal that the garden is under attack, that there is an enemy who has desecrated the sacred realm of the Father.

The four gods often conquer each other's territories during great games, so warfare is a common occurrence in the garden.

There is no fear of destruction here.

The endurance of the garden is as tenacious as that of a loving father himself, and new life always blooms again from the decaying bones.

It's just that the timing of the attack now feels very subtle.

"What the hell is going on? Didn't the dark gods just unite and send troops together to encircle and suppress the rebels of the Maelstrom? How can there be enemies attacking them? The Divine Venerable Great Demon stared at the direction in which the mosquitoes and flies were startled, and his honest voice was full of doubts.

What kind of forces are the forces that are betraying their righteousness and treacherously, secretly stabbing them in the back?

"It must be the lackeys of the Lord of All Things who are plotting again!" The plague messenger next to him said indignantly, "Behind every time we suffer a loss, there are their shadows in the open and in the dark!" ”

The first suspicion of the demons of Nurgle was Tzeentch.

Not only because he and his loving father are mortal enemies, but also because Tzeentch is familiar with the Chaos Codex, and it is no problem for the Lord of Change to dig into a loophole and break a covenant or something.

The father's children were very angry at this, and the scheming birds always liked to bully them - didn't the trees in the garden come to the walls of the crystal maze from time to time?

As much as the demons grit their teeth at this, they can't make it to the battlefield ahead - the counterinsurgency force has drawn a large number of troops from the Nurgle Demon Army, and this nodule forest must be guarded.

They just silently feel the pain in the garden, and they are sad because of it.

And just like that, I don't know how long the situation lasted.

The passage of time in subspace is very chaotic, and the demons themselves have no concept of time.

Just as their attention was drawn to the attack, an army from the material realm suddenly struck out from their flanks.

"For the Emperor!"

Countless red-turbaned macho men jumped out of the grass one after another, grabbed the guns in their hands, and the flames representing the emperor's anger were frantically shot towards the disgusting subspace creatures in front of them.

It was none other than the 17th Regiment of Katachan, also known as the "Screaming Demon", which was regarded by the Empire as the trump card of this operation.

Its leader, Captain Thorne, was carrying a heavy machine gun and leading the crowd into a ferocious assault on the target.

The demons of Nurgle were stunned by the sudden attack.

Many of the plague messengers were killed on the spot, with mutilated limbs and arms, flesh and blood flying everywhere, and various organs scattered all over the ground.

The Nurgle spirits wailed and made a mess, and some of the unlucky ones who were hit shattered directly into a blood flower and seeped into the mud on the surface.

"What? Mankind? How is this possible! ”

The Great Impure looked at the enemy who appeared inexplicably, and the expression on his face was full of incredulity.

Not to mention that the creatures of the material realm have never been so arrogant, and they dare to attack their gardens without fear of corruption and disease—how did this group of humans touch them without being discovered?

But apparently, it doesn't have time to find an answer right now.

"Hurry up and fight back, hurry up and fight back, we must protect the tumor wood forest, and we can't let our loving father down!"

It struggled to move its massive body, no less than that of an Imperial knight, and staggered first towards the macho men.

Encouraged by the Great Impurity, other demons who had been beaten followed, and the notoriously resilient Nurgle army quickly recovered from its initial defeat.

The power of the Divine Venerable Great Demon is far beyond the reach of ordinary people, and the fire attacks of the fierce men seem to be able to cut off a lot of flesh and blood on its body, but it cannot cause real damage to it.

Normal creatures would have died long ago if they lacked tissues and organs, and at least their mobility would be greatly limited, but this guy in front of him was healing himself like crazy, still vigorous and alive.

Demons are indeed a group of incomprehensible twisted beings.

Without heavy firepower, even Katachang Macho couldn't defeat that god-honored demon.

Aware of this, Captain Thorne decisively gave his own judgment.

"Withdraw!"

Without any superfluous rhetoric, jungle guerrilla warfare is a forte of the Katakchans.

Inflict a heavy blow on your enemies with a lightning-fast assault, then flee with ghostly style.

The macho men who received the order came and went like the wind, and quickly fled towards the interior of the Tumor Wood Forest, leaving the unmobile Nurgle Demon Army far behind.

"No, after such a desecration of the garden of the Father, you cannot just leave!"

The Nurgle Demon Army pursued and struggled to entangle.

They certainly can't let this human force run wild in the garden.

The demons used a large number of subspace evil spells to slow down the escape of the macho men.

Suddenly, the Jungle Warrior felt the mossy ground beneath his feet visibly thicken.

Every step they took forward, not to mention, was difficult, and it took a lot of physical strength, as if there were countless arms on their shoes.

"You can't escape, lowly little rats!"

The Great Impure One held a long sword like dead wood in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, he led the demons to kill everyone.

(End of chapter)