Chapter 452 Savior: Damn, This Is Coming for Me? !

Black Fortress.

The Blood God and the Lord of Change blocked all the passages to the outside world, and the blood-colored volcano and colorful flames burned fiercely.

"This is unfair, I am the Lord of Corruption and the God of Rebirth..."

Nurgle, the victim, suffered a series of critical hits, watching the goddess of life leave with the savior, and felt a little disappointed:

"Why did I lose to that savior?"

The savior was just a secondary god. He was stronger than the other party in power, strength and attitude, but he lost miserably.

He couldn't even rob!

This was the first time that the Lord of Plague suffered such serious damage and frustration after being promoted to a high-level god.

He was a little depressed. He finally took it seriously once, but the savior made him lose so thoroughly.

Why on earth is this? !

"Because you are smelly and ugly, you are the most disgusting existence in the universe, ha ha ha ha ha!"

The Lord of Change avoided the erosion of the plague poison, transformed into a huge black crow, squatted on the towering dead tree, and laughed wantonly.

There was no trick at all.

He witnessed the clown posture of a Chaos God with his own eyes.

Such a dramatic scene made the God of Chaos very happy, and even the wounds caused by the previous beating were not so painful.

The Lord of Change recorded this scene and compiled it into an epic story with pictures and texts, which was vivid and exaggerated.

The book will be placed in the secret library and become eternal knowledge in the galaxy.

The story of the Lord of Plague, the Goddess of Life and the Savior will be passed down forever.

He projected his masterpiece for everyone to appreciate.

Such a murderous act made the Lord of Plague more defenseless, and even extremely hateful.

But the Lord of Change didn't care. Due to the conflict between powers, they were originally irreconcilable enemies.

In short, this war was worth fighting.

He participated in guiding and seizing more chaotic and disordered evil energy.

Everything was as planned.

The only thing that was not predicted was that he would be beaten up, but that was also part of the plan and harmless.

In any case.

He participated in changing the future, and these changes will become part of the power of the Crystal Labyrinth.

"I am the ultimate beneficiary of this war!"

The Lord of Change thought so. The essences that were harmed by the Lord of Plague will be compensated and become stronger.

He sensed the surge of blood shadows.

The God of War has also become more powerful. War and killing are the source of the other party's energy. The war with powerful beings can bring him amazing benefits.

The dramatic transformation is not over yet, and this garden of plague has not yet burned.

The Lord of Change has noticed more changes.

The God of Mischief wanted to laugh when he thought about what would happen next.

Ga g g g g g!

The dark crow laughed wildly towards the sky, and his voice was full of extreme sarcasm.

However, He disappeared with a clack in the middle of his laugh, and black feathers fell.

The Lord of Change was hit by the stinking wooden spoon thrown by the Lord of Plague and suffered more damage.

On 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 Lord of Plague!

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Nurgle Garden, Deadwood Forest area.

The Empire's army is advancing at high speed, planning to leave Nurgle Garden along the original route and then return to the real universe through the Chaos Network Node.

The Regent of the Empire held the Emperor's Sword in his hand, his resolute face full of vigilance, guarding against attacks that could come at any time.

He glanced at the Savior and the Goddess of Life next to him, and frowned.

The alien god was about to stick to his brother, as if he was telling something.

This is not a good thing.

Perhaps, I should remind that brother to prevent him from falling into deception and traps.

After all, the gods of the Warp are best at playing with people's hearts.

"Cough~"

Guilliman coughed lightly and tried to say something.

"Old Ji, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Ron looked up from his conversation with Aisha and said with concern: "It just so happens that I got the treatment medicine prepared by the Goddess of Life. It should be able to relieve the toxins in your body."

He sent a bottle of slightly green potion with psychic power, which exuded a strong breath of life.

Guilliman looked at the potion in front of him and hesitated.

But under the expectant eyes of the savior, he still drank it. After all, this was also a 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 relaxed, and the pain almost disappeared.

This is the power of the Goddess of Life.

The rotten venom made by the Fallen Phoenix cannot resist the purification of life energy at all.

Even if it is caused by the poison of some forbidden artifacts, she can relieve or even recover.

Seeing the Regent's body recover, Ron smiled:

"After we successfully leave here, let the Goddess of Life completely heal your physical injuries."

"Thank you for your help."

Guilliman nodded, and it was difficult to say anything else. He decided to wait for a chance to remind the Savior in the future.

In fact, Ron didn't need to be reminded at all.

He even felt that the Goddess of Life was a bit annoying.

The elf-like goddess, who was equivalent to a combination of a queen and a lolita, had been imprisoned for so many years without even a person to communicate with.

Now that the person who saved them has finally arrived, they hold on tightly, and are afraid of losing everything.

What's more, the goddess is a saint and a white lotus.

Ron is just like a scumbag, making more promises, taking the opportunity to brush the favor of the goddess of life and fleece her.

This wave has helped the goddess of life keep a lot of property.

The goddess of life burst into tears and looked up and asked: "Are you really willing to save my children?"

After she came out of the cage, she realized the difficult situation of the elves, to the point of being on the verge of destruction.

The Lord of Pleasure has set his sights on the souls of the elves, corroding and devouring those poor souls that have not entered the soul stone all the time.

The new gods of the elves have not been completely born yet, and there is no one who can protect them.

"Of course!"

Ron agreed without hesitation. The goddess of life has helped him a lot, and many subsequent plans will need her.

Anyway, coax them first.

What's more, the cooperation between the Empire and the Eldar is a major trend in the galaxy. Even one of the leaders of the Eldar, Evelyne, has been flirting with the Regent.

If it weren't for the Eldar.

Old Ji would probably still be lying dead at this moment, and the situation in the Empire would fall into an irreversible dark situation.

This is a temporary group of two races in extreme crisis.

Whether they will go their separate ways, start a war or even destroy each other, that is a matter for the future.

Ron has no absolute malice towards the aliens, nor does he have too many ideas of killing them all. He thinks more about conquering.

Unless the other party refuses to surrender, he will kill them.

In his opinion, taking advantage of the opportunity to survive and develop is the right way. The strong don't mind the existence of the weak, so there will be objects to exploit.

Just don't mess around.

And there are too many enemies in the subspace, and we must first unite any forces that can be united.

What's more, there are terrifying enemies outside the galaxy who are eyeing them covetously.

The current situation of mankind seems to have improved, but the entire galaxy is rushing towards the abyss. No one knows when the hidden fatal thunder will explode.

Ron accepted Aisha's life artifact while worrying about the future of the galaxy.

After the plague war, the Chaos Evil Gods should be quiet for a while, and he must take advantage of this time to develop well.

Lay a solid foundation for the future of mankind.

"Ron..."

Suddenly, Aisha became nervous again and hugged the savior's arm, and the soft snow-white was deformed.

She had a vague premonition of crisis.

Ron was speechless.

Why is this goddess so startled? Is she taking the opportunity to take advantage of me?

He knew that he, the upright and pure "Chosen of Slaanesh", was a human-shaped succubus to some beings.

Even the Lord of Pleasure himself drooled, and what he couldn't get was always the most precious.

He even wondered if he was controlled by the goddess of life. Maybe she was not a white lotus, but a pure and exquisite green tea hidden deep inside?

Who can withstand this?

At the same time.

Roan and Guilliman also discovered the breath of Chaos, which came from an acquaintance.

"Didn't expect it, my brother..."

Mortarion's cold voice came out, and there was uncontrollable excitement in his words: "I'm back again, and I'm even stronger. Maybe I have to thank you for this."

The Chaos breath on the body of the fallen Primarch became stronger, and he felt that he could do it again.

Due to the drastic changes in the Garden of Nurgle and the escape of the Goddess of Life, the Lord of Plague urgently needed more combat power to save it all.

Therefore, He gave the Lord of Death more grace and some power at all costs.

This far exceeded the rewards he had promised.

In other words, although Mortarion lost, he got more rewards.

Now not only is his evil energy more turbulent, but he can also mobilize the power of the Garden of Nurgle and is at the peak of combat power.

The bell rang.

"You have used up the only sacred weapon that can defeat me. There is no threat anymore."

Motarion raised his hands high, and the witchcraft and evil energy spread. The corrupted plants in the garden grew wildly and merged, becoming terrible biological weapons.

The Nurgle demons rushed towards the army along the path swept out by the plants.

"You go first, I will stop him!"

The Regent lit 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 the kind father Nurgle will inevitably send all his strength.

He must stop the pursuers for the Savior.

Boom boom boom——

Guilliman's ruling hand fired all the sacred ashes bombs, covering the Death Lord's surroundings, and then swung the sword to cut it.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you!"

Ron turned around without hesitation. There was no point in being shy at this time.

He ran towards the exit with the goddess of life, but after running a few steps, there was a bang.

The figure of the Regent flew back, creating a big hole in the ground in front of him.

"I told you, you are no match for me!"

The Death Lord floated in the air, with illusory vines on his body that closely connected him to the Garden of Nurgle.

At this moment, he was equal to a part of the Garden of Nurgle.

Guilliman's battle with him was equal to fighting against the evil power of the Garden of Nurgle or the essence of the Father Nurgle.

With such a huge gap, the Primarch had no chance of winning at all.

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 a loving father."

"Slave of Chaos, you are wishful thinking!"

The imperial regent got up and swung his sword to strike again with difficulty.

The Death Lord easily blocked the attack and kicked it away as if it was a humiliation.

"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 played 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.

"fine?"

Mortalion sneered: "Your struggle was just meaningless. 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 failure, a poor prisoner who can't even move a finger.

Perhaps one day I will go to that miserable throne, spit on his bones, tear them apart and trample them under my feet. "

His body was filled with unparalleled power, taunting the Imperial Regent and the Emperor wantonly.

"Mortarion."

Ron suddenly shouted, looking at the Death Lord with an inexplicable look, and even a trace of pity.

Mortalion was still arrogant, and the look in his eyes made him angry: "Savior, you are a bluff, are you so impatient to die?"

"Ahem, I just want to remind you that if you scold your father like this, he can hear it now."

"What?!"

Mortarion was visibly panicked.

The fallen primarch's heart was more fragile than imagined, and he had never been free from the authority of his father, whether it was his alien adoptive father, the Emperor, or now his loving father Nurgle.

He always had to obey his father's orders, but he didn'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 corruption trap and illusion, the Emperor did not save him as before.

The Fallen Primarch felt that the Emperor had abandoned his son.

In order to save the lives of the Death Guards, he accepted the corruption of the plague in despair and had a new father.

"So what if you hear it? 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, and he can't save anyone!"

"You are wrong."

Guilliman slowly raised his head, his armor humming, and the mysterious machinery inside began to accelerate its power supply.

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, and decorations brightening.

The entire armor exudes golden light.

Bang——

A pillar of light rises 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.

“The 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 Mortalion raised his hands to cover his eyes, and his voice trembled: "Father?"

At this moment, the fallen primarch was like a child who had committed the unforgivable sin.

Guilliman's voice was full of majesty:

"I am his son, his champion, I am the son of vengeance, and I wield his power."

Ron looked at Guilliman with all the special effects turned on, and was quite excited: "Here he comes, he's here, a classic scene, it's time for the fire to start, right?"

Just as he thought, the Emperor possessed Guilliman at the critical moment.

Along 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 were 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 destroyed everything that could have been achieved, but you are just a victim like a monster. Father said you can still return.

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 grasped the Emperor's Sword with both hands and raised it high, waves of fire rising.

The sun-like wave of fire devoured everything in its path, burning away the corruption and filth around it, and the demons of Nurgle died in mourning.

"This is not right..."

Ron frowned and looked at Guilliman in the distance: "Didn't you say that you were going to burn the garden? Why was the fire so small? It was about the same as that of the Tsar, or 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.

The emperor was quite angry before.

Ron's face was full of doubts, and after searching for a while, he finally understood.

It turns out that the Emperor did not possess Guilliman, but instead granted him a large number of blessings, similar to those given to Mortarion by the Plague Lord.

Give strength and authority.

Bang bang bang!

The small windows of the Black Fortress were closed one after another. The Chaos Evil Gods also discovered the truth and no longer worried.

It's not a big problem, they can continue fighting, and the whirlpool of evil energy reappears.

In the forest of burning dead trees.

"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 in 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 already the limit.

"He didn't come, so you couldn't kill me!"

Mortalion struggled to resist Guilliman's attack, still speaking harshly: "I said, he is just a pathetic prisoner, he can't move!"

As long as the false emperor doesn't come, everything will be fine.

The two primarchs fought 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 the Garden of Nurgle will not be burned?

Or is there a greater threat and he must retain his strength..."

After all, whether it is to possess Laoji'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 use.

Ron couldn't help but feel a little worried after thinking about all this.

Now that the emperor has not chosen to possess him, he will have to rely on the sacred core, and he doesn't know if it is 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 me.

As soon as Ron finished the communication, he felt a familiar and terrifying atmosphere.

Lord of joy!

The big pervert who controlled depravity, lust, shamelessness, and indulgence cast his gaze over here, not hiding his greed at all.

"I guessed it right!"

Ron frowned and stood in front of the trembling Goddess of Life: "That Slaanesh guy is really evil and wants to take the Goddess of Life back."

However, 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 the subspace. If he is caught by the Lord of Joy, he will have to be whipped along with the Goddess of Life or Fulgrim.

However, something goes wrong with the activation of the Sacred Core.

Perhaps it was corroded by the plague energy, or the machine soul was displeased and could not be ignited.

"Okay, okay, mess with my mentality, right?"

Everyone in Ron was numb.

He looked up and saw the naked emperor with strong muscles in mid-air...