A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

As the purge of the entire Botas sector began, more than a hundred planets were instantly plunged into flames of war.

Because the families of the planetary governors who were killed had already expanded into huge monopoly groups tied by blood over hundreds or even thousands of years.

Not only power and the military, but also almost all of the most profitable industries on each planet are controlled by them.

So when these people learn that everything they have now will be taken away, and even their life safety cannot be guaranteed, they will naturally mobilize all the resources and power they can mobilize to resist.

They even deceive civilians who know nothing about the real situation and let innocent ordinary people die to protect their own interests.

But unfortunately, as an almost forgotten and backward area on the frontier of the empire, the level of science and technology and industry here is really appallingly low.

Even the major forging planets among them can only build some tanks, armored vehicles, small transport ships less than one kilometer in length, carrier-based attack aircraft, torpedo boats and intra-atmospheric flying vehicles at best.

As for the weapons, there are only laser guns, plasma cannons, bolters, medium-sized artillery that fires physical ammunition, tactical nuclear missiles and other junk that are basically of no use in interstellar wars.

Although there are no high-end goods like mechas at all, at least the knight mechas can still make up a dozen or so, but in front of Shuoyou, they are just serving food.

Often, before the firepower is fully activated, it will be eroded by the glittering oil splashed from outer space.

In the end, both the mecha itself and the pilot inside will become a member of the New Phyrexia army.

In contrast, ordinary people have not been perfected. As long as they put down their weapons, they can immediately obtain corresponding life safety protection.

After all, as a demon judge, the Skull Snatcher knows very well that these mortals are lambs in the master's soul pasture, and it is best to ensure their survival as much as possible unless necessary.

In this way, these guys can reproduce quickly and give birth to more lambs continuously.

Killing all the upper ruling class and giving money to the oppressed and exploited lower class is the strategy Zuo Si pursues in this universe.

Because in his opinion, only when a large number of long-term suppressed negative emotions are released to a certain extent will rationality return, and the increasingly powerful subspace evil gods can also be weakened and restricted.

And one that has no survival pressure, no hierarchy and is absolutely fair is undoubtedly the best choice.

Although the essence of this is to trap humans, harvest souls, and use New Phyrexia's creations to become managers, it is still many times stronger than the decadent human empire.

At this moment, Moscat stood at the top of a hive city in a luxurious palace that originally belonged to a certain planetary governor. He looked down at the dignitaries who were being dragged out of their homes one by one, struggling and wailing, and raised his glass. He took a sip of the drink that was as dark red as blood. He completely ignored the noble ladies and girls behind him who were naked and had been tortured to death. He sighed slightly in a voice that only he could hear: "This kind of thing can be done so easily." The feeling of controlling life and death with the same status as myself is so wonderful! Looking at the familiar faces full of fear and despair, I will get a huge satisfaction that is indescribable in words. It is simply addictive! The great Lord Soth That’s right, indeed evil and cruelty are my essence.”

There is no doubt that the reason why this guy appears here is to show his loyalty and accept the pledge to completely cut off all escape routes. On the other hand, he wants to satisfy his inner twisted desires and collect wealth for traveling to other remote planets in the empire. District activities to raise necessary funds for activities.

Because the human empire is so huge, and the connections between various star regions are not very frequent, it is really difficult to describe in terms of economy and trade.

To be precise, there is no unified currency at all.

Many sectors and even planets will issue their own currencies.

As for the taxation of the empire, it has never been the collection of useless general equivalents such as "money", but the direct collection of various resources and physical objects, including human resources.

Cross-universe trade is mostly in the form of barter.

There are only two types of currencies with wide-scale circulation properties. One is the "Throne Coin" minted during the Great Crusade 10,000 years ago. However, due to the scarcity of supply, only big nobles and gang leaders are doing large-scale trade. Will use it.

The other type is the "eleven beads" certified by the state religion.

Other currencies such as "credit coins", "paper money", and "Aquilas coins" that are used in a certain star region or planet will usually become worthless garbage as soon as they leave their economic scope.

Many times, Rogue Traders would rather buy a cabin full of slaves, minerals, and low-level industrial products when leaving a planet than take a pile of waste paper and credits with them.

Of course, there is also a saying that the Astra Militarum composed of mortals is equivalent to the copper coins in the hands of the God-Emperor, the Astartes warriors are silver coins, and the Custodes are the most valuable gold coins. Those primarchs who are called the emperor's heirs It is equivalent to a check.

Their lives are the most valuable currency in the empire.

However, such words must not be heard by the people of the Heretic Tribunal, otherwise the outcome may not be good.

Moscat knew very well that the currencies issued on the planets in the Bottas sector had no value at all within the empire, so he specially asked the New Phyrexia creations to collect "throne coins" and "eleven beads", and then those big Large and small spaceships, tanks and other individual weapons, as well as various simply processed foods that are most abundant in this area.

Of course, the most important thing is the psychotropic drugs provided by Zuo Si.

If there is any aspect of technology in the cyberpunk city on the ninth level of Baator Hell that is far ahead of this universe, it is undoubtedly the super giant monopoly drug company led by the succubus queen Mecantheut.

Relying on the day and night research of a large number of lust demons, alchemists and mages, various addictive drugs that can satisfy mortal desires and even spiritual needs have been iterated countless times.

For example, Soma, which has no side effects, is mentioned in the book Brave New World. Not only are there almost identical products, but they are also more effective and last longer. There is no need to use magic in the production process. It is a completely cheap chemical industry product. .

Although placed in the magical world, pure chemical bliss like this is nothing at all, and it cannot even satisfy some people who are already seriously addicted to drugs.

But for the civilians of this universe, it is definitely a placebo that cannot be refused.

Moreover, with the corrupt bureaucratic style of the human empire, instead of preventing the spread of this drug, they will encourage the people at the bottom to take it in large quantities, which can not only reduce the risk of rebellion, but also reduce people's extreme negative emotions and weaken the subspace Chaos Evil God. .

In addition, there are stimulants, violent potions, superhuman potions and other things specially provided to the military that can improve combat capabilities by overdrafting the body and even life in a short period of time.

After all, an army composed of mortals like the Astra Militarum is essentially a group of consumables.

If the overall casualty ratio can be reduced by taking medicine and sacrificing part of it, or it can greatly consume the enemy's strength in a defensive battle, the top management will definitely choose to use it on a large scale without hesitation.

As for the serious side effects caused by overdose, they are nothing in this cruel universe where human life is like an ant.

Anyway, when it comes time to take medication, the probability of an ordinary soldier surviving is no more than one in ten.

Rather than die in vain, it would be better to go all out and fight, even if you can cause some casualties to the enemy before dying.

Moscat believed that as long as he appeared in any corner of the empire with these things, he would quickly become a guest of the local dignitaries, and even establish a close cooperative relationship with them.

At that time, he will be able to rely on this relationship to continuously corrupt the other party until he completely transforms him into a member of the devil.

Thinking of this, the planetary governor took out the devil's egg hanging around his neck, looked at the eye that was shining with a frightening blood-red light, grinned with a bloodthirsty and cruel smile, raised his head and poured out the contents of the cup. After finishing the wine, he ordered without looking back: "Send me a few more young women with noble backgrounds. I want to enjoy this wonderful feeling before returning to the empire."

"Please wait!"

A New Phyrexia creature instantly made contact with the same kind outside who were undergoing a major purge through the messaging device on his body.

After a while, another group of beautiful women with frightened faces were forcibly brought into the room.

When they saw the naked female corpses lying on the bed, they immediately realized what was waiting for them. The women let out ear-piercing screams and tried to escape.

After all, they had done similar behavior to lower-class civilians, serfs, and slaves, and occasionally they would get together to play human-hunting games for fun, so they were not unfamiliar at all.

When Moscat raised the gun in his hand and brutally shot several of the leaders, the aristocratic ladies and ladies present who were used to being domineering immediately knelt down like dogs and tried their best to please him, eager to please him. Using his young body as a bargaining chip in exchange for a chance to survive.

But it's a pity that these women obviously forgot that in some of the entertainment activities they participated in, they never gave the slaves who were toys a chance to survive.

When Moscat got tired of playing, he quickly killed them one by one in various cruel ways, and even dismembered the corpses to create gruesome works of art.

There is no doubt that if his actions were to be classified among the evil gods of warp space, they would definitely fall into the category of Slaanesh.

But Moscat is not worried that the subspace evil god will notice him now.

Because the devil's egg has been deeply bound to his soul, all these evil behaviors will eventually be converted into power and stored until it is activated, completely abandoning the human identity and becoming a real devil.

In his heart, he even prepared a nickname for himself, called "Gravedigger of the Empire".

While the great purge surrounding the Bottas sector continues, the transformation of various planets also continues.

Massive amounts of shimmering oil were poured into every corner through the battleship.

Soon those dirty hive cities were quickly dismantled and reshaped, transforming from the original dark and desperate steel jungle into a bright and hopeful utopian world.

Many slaves who had lived in the lower and lower classes all their lives and had never seen the color of the sky finally stepped out of the gloomy environment of their lives for the first time and came to the streets to stare at the gardens full of green plants and enjoy the things they had done before. Delicious food that only the upper class can eat, walking among the intricately arranged spiral staircases.

Countless people who have become numb and desperate under high-intensity work pressure and survival pressure even kneel on the ground and cry like crazy, venting the dissatisfaction, anger and grievances accumulated in their hearts like crazy.

Although they witnessed with their own eyes the upper-level rulers of their planets were driven to death by these monsters who did not know what they should be called, they did not hate each other at all, nor did they feel that they should rise up to resist and defend humanity and the empire as taught in the teachings of the state religion. , but thanked the other party very much.

Because no matter what the purpose of these outsiders is, at least they allow themselves to live like real people, rather than an insignificant replaceable cog in the huge machine of the empire.

After a brief emotional catharsis, the civilians quickly calmed down by taking drugs that could relieve and release stress to gain mental euphoria, and accepted the fact that the creation of New Phyrexia became the ruler.

To be precise, it didn't take long for them to discover that it was much better to let these inhuman guys rule than to rule by humans themselves.

Not only can we achieve absolute fairness, but we will also avoid such bad situations as corruption, using power for personal gain, and treating people at the bottom as tools and playthings.

The most important thing is that everyone no longer needs to do those arduous tasks, and there is no need to worry about saying something wrong and dare not say something when drunk, and the Inquisition will come to you the next day and label them as a heretic.

Gradually, the residents of the Bottas sector began to spurn the decadent human empire and the master of humanity who sat on the golden throne.

Because in their view, all the suffering they had suffered before was caused by the empire and the emperor.

After all, human beings are mostly interest-oriented creatures, and it is impossible to understand and agree with the decisions made by the upper-level rulers to sacrifice the interests of a small number of people to save more people.

Especially when you become the part that is being sacrificed, it is normal to have resentment and even strong resistance.

So never expect people with conflicting interests to understand each other.

Don't even try to persuade a person to give up his interests for the sake of the so-called happiness of more people.

This will have no effect at all except to breed hostility and resentment.

What's more, Zuo Si is behind this series of changes.

A large number of people at the bottom who had not received any decent education were completely helpless in the face of this big devil who was good at social psychology, and they quickly fell into large areas and became firm believers and anti-imperialists.

This is one of the reasons why the entire ruling class must be purged.

Zuo Si knows very well how easy it is to manipulate the so-called "public opinion" when all elites disappear.

And the faith of these mortals will become one of the sources of power for the incarnation of Shuoyou in this world, and it will also be a bargaining chip for entering the subspace to compete with the Chaos God and the human emperor.

…

At the same time, far away in the Five Hundred Worlds of Ultramar, the war between the Lich King Jaina and the Legion of Nurgle has reached a fever pitch as the Scourge continues to grow.

Relying on the tactics of retreating after fighting, never staying in one place for too long, and occupying planets, Jaina successfully moved in and out of the huge dark warp network established by the enemy, and was never defeated by the daemon primarch-Mortarion. The main force led by him has caught it.

Instead, they had a brief battle with the first company of the Death Guard Legion led by Nurgle Herald Typhas.

As for the result, you don't need to ask to know that this old immortal guy was pushed to the ground by Jaina and exploded.

If it weren't for the power of the evil god Nurgle, no matter what kind of injury he suffered, he would be healed instantly. By now, he would have been transformed into an undead creature by Frostmourne.

After all, when Typhas was still a human, he did not even accept the complete transformation of the Astartes, and his personal combat power was simply not comparable to that of the original body and the Great Demon.

What's even more terrible is that the subspace device created by Mortarion using the ancient artifact - the Hand of Darkness to spread the plague was discovered, transformed and used by Jaina.

This directly led to the complete failure of his plan to use the device to affect the subspace psychic circle of the entire Ultramar region, thereby corrupting the spirits of the inhabitants of various planets and creating more plague armies.

Not only that!

Those walking corpses transformed from humans were also devoured by natural disasters and plagues that contained the power of death, and completely changed from their own soldiers to the other party's soldiers.

It certainly felt like a loud slap to the daemon primarch's face.

As the plague's expansion efficiency continues to weaken, the threat of Nurgle's legions to Ultramar also decreases exponentially.

If things continue like this, don't talk about attracting good brother Robert Guilliman here, and maybe he will be embarrassed in front of his loving father Nurgle.

When things have reached this point, whether Mortarion is willing or not, he must solve Jaina's serious problem as soon as possible.

To this end, he not only used one of the planets that was completely occupied and corrupted, and even the rules had been transformed into subspace, as bait, but he also summoned a large number of demons as reinforcements, intending to have a showdown with the newly-rising Scourge here. ,

Currently, the Primarch of the Death Guard Legion is sitting on a throne of flesh and blood piled up with rotting corpses on the surface of the planet, raising his head and gazing at the dazzling starry sky above his head.

In order to make Lich King Jaina take the bait, he specifically ordered all fleets to hide in the subspace. He planned to imitate the tactics used by Warmaster Horus during the Great Heresy, first luring the enemy deep and then outflanking them. , completely eliminate this group of unknown forces that dare to provoke Nurgle.

Mortarion firmly believed that the previous defeats were just due to his subordinates being too useless, especially his adoptive father, Typhas, who only played tricks all day long.

As long as you take action yourself, everything will be fine.

Just when he was using his super brain to predict the movements of the Scourge, a dazzling white light suddenly appeared out of thin air over the entire planet.

Subspace energy fluctuations!

The devil's original body noticed the abnormality almost immediately.

But before he had time to issue orders to his men, a large number of fleets wrapped in magic ice jumped out of the subspace. Without waiting for even a second, they directly launched a fierce attack on the defensive weapons deployed in the planet's orbit.

Especially the captured Glory Queen-class battleship, which almost instantly dropped enough firepower to make people feel desperate.

More than 10,000 thermonuclear warheads entered low-Earth orbit like raindrops from outer space, planting spectacular mushroom groups directly among the orbital defense weapons.

The horrific explosion even directly tore apart the atmosphere, allowing deadly radiation from the star to directly shine on the ground.

Many walking corpses could not withstand such radiation, and fell to the ground one after another, emitting a pungent burnt smell.

But this is just the beginning!

Just when the planetary orbital weapons that had been hit hard began to fight back, thousands of undead creatures wrapped in ice were suddenly released from one of the battleships.

Just like they did during the previous airborne landings, they directly hit these planetary orbital weapons and wreaked havoc, making the void shields that had just been propped up unable to play any role at all.

As we all know, the void shield is very effective at resisting high-speed projections and energy weapons, but it has very poor protection against low-speed objects.

Jaina figured out the secrets of the void shield technology immediately after acquiring it, so she easily formulated targeted tactics.

After all, one of the greatest advantages of the Undead Scourge is that it can survive in the cold space and maintain combat effectiveness without carrying any protective equipment.

Therefore, the orbital rail protection system, which is the most difficult for other forces to break through, is not difficult at all for her.

Watching the large void shields that were still in operation exploding one after another, Lich King Jaina raised her chin slightly with a proud expression, and commented disdainfully: "As the demigod of this universe - the original body only has At this level, it would be a bit disappointing. I, Sonomoto, thought it would be a close contest."

"Great Lich King, please don't take it lightly. Mortarion has a powerful fleet under his command, but now this fleet has not organized a defense near this planet. I always feel that something is wrong."

A death knight who was originally a Nurgle demon warned carefully.

"Didn't you say that there is a deep conflict between Mortarion and his adoptive father Typhas?

Maybe Taifas was unwilling to help and deliberately moved the fleet to other places?

What's more, what will happen even if that trash Tyfas comes?

He is just my defeated general.

For now let us concentrate on dealing with this daemon primarch of Nurgle.

You must know that my master has always wanted to study these interesting life forms in order to find out what the human emperor is. "

After saying that, Jaina winked directly at the other lich next to her.

The latter understood the situation and immediately issued an airborne order to the Scourge Legion, which had been waiting for them for a long time.

In an instant, white light spots shining like stars under the refraction of light could be seen in the outer space of the entire planet.

That was nothing else, it was tens of billions or hundreds of billions of undead armies wrapped in magic ice.

It is precisely through such an unstoppable and terrifying airborne scale and scope that the Lich King Jaina was able to invincibly sweep away planets captured by the Nurgle Legion one after another, and continued to grow like a snowball.

Looking at this undead army descending from the sky on the ground, even Mortarion, who always advertised himself as the "Lord of Death", couldn't help but show horror.

Because at this moment, he could clearly feel that the power of death possessed by the other party was colder, more powerful, and pure than his own, without any impurities.

Just when the demon primarch fell into a brief shock, the adjutant next to him immediately roared at everyone in the Nurgle Legion: "Activate the air defense system! Fire! Fire quickly! Don't let the enemy invade this fortress! Otherwise! We simply can’t wait for the fleet to return!”

"All anti-aircraft weapons are on full fire!"

"Tear to pieces those who dare offend the great Father Nurgle!"

"Release all the flies!"

…

Suddenly, the planet, which had been completely overrun by daemons, walkers, Chaos Astartes, and all manner of other disgusting creatures of Nurgle, finally began to fight back.

The first thing that showed its power was the overwhelming and dense air defense firepower network.

Countless missiles and energy beams completely obscured the sky in just ten minutes, and anti-aircraft machine guns and anti-aircraft guns roared non-stop.

Many of the undead in the ice were blasted to pieces in mid-air by these attacks before they even landed on the ground.

Wuyangyang's swarm of flies used their own flesh and blood to block more than 50% of the bombings from the planet's orbit.

Don’t underestimate these humble Nurgle flies!

They are out-and-out subspace creatures. When their numbers reach a certain level, they can even use subspace energy to distort and reveal the rules of the universe, thus rendering some long-range attacks ineffective.

This is why there are still a large number of melee weapons equipped in this world.

Both void shields and subspace forces can effectively block long-range firepower. At this time, close combat becomes the only option.

There is no doubt that the Nurgle Legion on this planet is the most tenacious enemy that the Undead Scourge has encountered so far.

Just the number of undead creatures destroyed through the air defense fire network in half an hour reached the terrifying number of one billion.

Unfortunately, no matter how fierce the anti-aircraft firepower is, it is impossible to stop Jaina from directly driving the spaceship to drop troops from outer space.

Many undead creatures that successfully landed from the periphery of the fire network quickly organized and began to spread natural disasters and plagues and continuously killed and transformed those Nurgle creations.

By the time the Chaos Astartes of the Death Guard Legion arrived to eliminate these threats, portals had already opened out of thin air.

Like a tide, the natural disaster army rushed out from the other side, raising the guns in their hands and shooting wildly. The dense barrage even directly tore the power mecha on the Chaos Astartes.

Even those bodies blessed by Nurgle with almost infinite resilience could not withstand such fierce firepower, and rotten flesh and pustules were scattered everywhere.

Although in terms of technological level, there is still a huge gap between the Scourge of the Undead and the Necrons of this universe.

But to a certain extent, they shock the enemy no less than the latter.

After all, there is no way for the Necrons to snowball like this in such a short period of time.

You must know that Lich King Jaina attacked not only the Nurgle Legion during this period, but also some planets occupied by Orcs and outposts established by the Tyranids.

Therefore, in the eyes of outsiders, the Scourge is a complete hodgepodge, and almost all races can be seen.

But the problem is that these races are not living people, but living corpses that have been dead for a long time and exude a cold aura. They are simply more creepy than the walking corpses resurrected by Nurgle.

The so-called living corpses, strictly speaking, are corpses controlled by microorganisms such as viruses, bacteria, and fungi. Strictly speaking, they cannot be classified as undead, but should be classified as "zombiees" that often appear in biochemical disasters. .

The undead are truly undead creatures, whose essence is driven by the power of soul and magic.

"Is this the enemy we have been looking for? A group of cold and emotionless corpses?"

Mortarion stared at the Scourge who were constantly charging to tear apart the defenses, his mind filled with a strong sense of unreality.

He could not believe that there were beings in this universe who were closer to death than Nurgle and himself.

"I think so!" a high-level warp demon whispered in the primarch's ear. "The great loving father has noticed this threat. What you have to do now is to eradicate this threat."

Just when Mortarion wanted to ask for more information, Jaina finally walked out of the portal with some of her most powerful men.

Without saying a word, she quickly raised her hand and released an astonishingly powerful frost spell at the Death Guard legion that was stubbornly blocking the front.

In a blink of an eye!

The sky-wide blizzard directly swept everything within a few kilometers.

Both the powered mecha and the swarms of Nurgle flies in the sky were instantly frozen by the terrifying ultra-low temperature.

In the later stage, it was the latter, one after another, falling from the sky and smashing to pieces, and a beautiful and terrifying mountain of corpses was piled up on the ground.

"Mortarion!!! Do you plan to hide in there and be a coward for the rest of your life? Or are you too scared to come out and face me at all?"

Lich King Jaina was taunting unscrupulously while using magic to efficiently slaughter the Nurgle army in front of her.

Under the blessing of her terrifying frost magic, the temperature of the surrounding environment dropped rapidly, and soon reached above minus 100 degrees Celsius.

In such an ultra-low temperature environment, even subspace demons and walking zombies controlled by microorganisms will inevitably fall into a sluggish state.

But the undead will not be affected at all, and can still exert 100% of their strength.

Seeing that one direction after another was lost, and his own Death Guard army was retreating step by step, the demon primarch finally could no longer sit still, and finally rushed out with his bodyguards known as the "Death Curtain", waving the huge weapon in his hand. The scythe struck Jaina hard.

Since the Primarch himself was exceptionally tall and strong, he looked like a giant of immense strength.

Jaina, who is only of normal human height, looks like a short halfling or dwarf.

"Arrogant blasphemer! Today is the day you die!"

Mortarion roared with rage.

clang!

Accompanied by the crisp sound of metal collision and white frost splashing in all directions, the two finally came into contact.

Although Jaina was obviously at a disadvantage in terms of strength, the divine power of Talona and the death power of the Lich King given by Zuo Si successfully allowed her to withstand the terrifying power that erupted when the opponent attacked.

Immediately afterwards, Jaina released a howling blast to directly knock the opponent away. The strong air flow caused her white hair to fly in the wind. She responded with a sneer: "Hmph! You want to kill me? You have to be able to do it!" With your understanding of death, trying to defeat me is simply a fantasy. Or maybe you don’t understand what real death is at all!"

"Who exactly are you? Why can you cause such strong subspace fluctuations?"

Mortarion's pupils suddenly dilated, and his horrified eyes revealed deep fear.

As the original demon, at this face-to-face distance, he could clearly feel the terrifying and cold shadow hidden in the thick black fog in the surrounding subspace.

As we all know, the projection of a creature in subspace is the embodiment of its spirit and will.

For most psykers, at best, it can only form a weak small flame in the warp.

And those powerful psykers are, at best, candles or light bulbs.

Only monsters like the human emperor who can compete with the evil god of chaos can form a projection of a huge entity in the subspace.

Therefore, any existence that can form a unique projection in the subspace basically has the potential to become a god. Even demons do not dare to approach easily.

After all, the Emperor of Mankind's psychic powers shine as brightly in the Warp as a torch lighting up the dark galaxy.

But when did I hear that a demon dared to peek into his soul?

Not to mention prying into the soul, anyone who dares to get even closer may be burned to ashes alive.

The same principle applies to Malcador, the "Palm of the Empire" who is probably the Emperor's only friend and companion.

As the second most powerful psyker in mankind after the Emperor, he has never been harassed by demons.

Therefore, the subspace demons are all a group of bullies who are afraid of the strong, and will only choose those psykers who have no one to protect them.

"You can call me Jaina Proudmoore, or you can call me the Lich King. Now, let us continue this battle to determine each other's fate. Let me see how much your primarch weighs, and how much weight you have. Is it worthy of the title of demigod?"

After saying that, Jaina wielded Frostmourne and took the lead in launching an onslaught.

Upon seeing this, a Death Veil guard immediately wanted to rush to help his Primarch's father.

Unfortunately, before he could get closer, he immediately felt a biting chill envelope him.

The next second...

A biting and powerful frost spell appeared out of thin air, freezing him and the other two surrounding guards in place.

The one who did it was a lich transformed from a psyker.

He warned in a low and hoarse voice: "Don't try to disturb the Lich King's battle, your opponent is me."

"Go! Kill it!"

The Death Curtain guards suddenly released the blessing of Nurgle in their bodies. In just a second or two, they spurted out hot and pungent green juice, melting the frozen parts of their bodies. Then they raised the bolt gun in their hands and directly fired it. Hold the trigger and don't let go.

Bullets containing deadly plagues were fired like free money.

You must know that the Astartes legions under Nurgle can inject the germs they carry into their bullets, whether in close combat or long-range combat.

Once hit, you can become infected and sick within minutes.

But unfortunately, these things are of no use to the Lich at all.

Even the bullets were blocked by the subspace deflection force field. Occasionally, one or two penetrated the protection and only caused a slight superficial wound to the Lich at best.

"I really don't know whether to live or die..."

The Lich was obviously enraged. First, he froze the enemy in place with a frost nova, and then began to chant a spell to release the famous "Death and Decay".

moment!

Terrifying subspace energy surged wildly from the ground, quickly forming a black-purple area that was indistinguishable to the naked eye.

Several Death Curtain guards and the demons who rushed to help instantly felt that the life energy in their bodies was draining rapidly.

Even Nurgle's blessing cannot stop this process.

"Damn it! What's going on?"

"It's the energy under your feet! Leave this area quickly!"

"No! My feet are frozen! I can't move at all!"

"let me help you!"

As the last word was blurted out, a Death Guard rushed over from behind, picked up the power ax in his hand, and chopped down hard.

puff!

Along with the blood and the light yellow viscous liquid that spewed out from the broken pustule, one leg of the Death Curtain guard was cut off.

The other two people dragged him and ran away outside the scope of death and decay.

It's a pity that before he could take two steps, the death knight beside the Lich used his death grip, directly grabbed these Chaos Astartes back, and put the "ice chain" on them without saying a word.

The biting cold directly penetrated the survival support system of the power mecha, making it impossible for the enemy to move his legs. In this way, all life force was drained within the scope of death and decay, and turned into several cold corpses. on the ground.

Facts have proved that the pure warrior profession, even with powerful long-range weapons, is still as fragile as a newborn baby in front of spellcasters.

On the other side, Jaina also exerted all the strength of her strongest Lich King. Sometimes she used frost spells to restrict and slow down Mortarion's movements, and sometimes she used superb sword skills to fly up and down, leaving the demon primarch with nothing but He struggled to parry with all his strength.

At this moment, instead of bringing any help, his tall and strong body became a burden.

In just a short while, one of the huge wings behind him had been cut off, and half of his body was condensed into a large piece of white frost under the attack of the frost spell.

The most important thing is that all Mortarion's plagues and poisonous methods are completely useless when dealing with the dead Lich King.

Moreover, the life force given by Nurgle has been greatly restrained.

Especially the soul-rending pain after being struck by the rune sword made him, who had always been calm and composed, start to go crazy...