No one has counted how many troops and weapons and equipment with machine souls the Empire lost between the 30th and 40th millennium.

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

Nowadays, this loss that once made countless people feel heartbroken has been transformed into the Cursed Legion, a demonic army belonging to the future fifth evil god and lord of mankind.

The Demon of Nurgle, who always likes to win with numbers, soon found that he had become the party with a numerical disadvantage.

Even if there are subspace rifts that can continuously transport troops, the space for movement is still squeezed.

The expeditionary force led by Robert Guilliman also fell into a death-defying religious fanaticism due to the appearance of the God-Emperor.

In this state of double attack, even the Chaos Demons in the subspace would feel fear and panic. After a while, they began to lose their strength and wanted to retreat back to the Garden of Nurgle, their loving father.

But the emperor obviously didn't intend to let them go like this. He directly controlled the possessed girl and turned around and asked the stunned original body: "Are you ready?"

"What are you ready for?"

Robert Guilliman asked in confusion.

"Carry my power to attack Nurgle's fortress and break his psychic defenses."

The Lord of Humanity bluntly stated the true purpose of his trip.

"Of course, I'm ready."

After realizing what was going to happen next, Robert Guilliman immediately nodded excitedly.

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

Only when the Chaos Evil God in the subspace is weakened and unable to cause trouble in the material universe in a short period of time can he begin to solve various problems and stubborn diseases within the empire.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to maintain the current rule, and we would not be qualified to talk about reforms.

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

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

In a blink of an eye!

Robert Guilliman transformed into a bright and dazzling golden sun.

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

The demon primarch Mortarion was completely dumbfounded at this moment. He had no idea what to do or what was waiting for him next.

Just as he was lost in thought, a beam of subspace energy fell from the sky instantly, teleporting him away from this dangerous place.

At the same time, the body of the little girl who was abandoned by the emperor was now in tatters and almost collapsed. The entire body had been burned by the overload of psychic energy to the point where she was almost turned into a mummy-like corpse, and her eyes were even more...

There were no eyeballs left, only two black and red blood holes.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! You don’t need to ask to know that this is the painful price to pay for becoming the carrier of the Lord of Humanity.

And compared to the physical damage, what is more serious is that the soul is almost burned out by the terrifying spiritual energy.

"Am I going to die?"

In a very weak voice, the girl made what may have been her last voice before death.

Zuo Si gently picked up the little guy and responded in an emotionless tone: "Yes, you are going to die, and it will be complete annihilation from body to soul."

"Then have I completed the mission assigned by the great God-Emperor?" the girl asked again.

"Well, you have done an excellent job as the carrier of the emperor's consciousness. Now, he no longer needs your dedication."

A trace of pity appeared on Zuo Si's face, but also a little bit of disgust.

He really hates this kind of devout believer who is willing to sacrifice everything for the God he believes in even though he has suffered tremendous pain.

Because this kind of people give up rational thinking and the pursuit of knowledge and truth, and place all their hopes on an unknown existence that they don't understand at all.

Of course, all this was the girl's own choice, and it was not easy for him to say anything. He just released a little bit of power to alleviate the huge pain the other party suffered before death.

"Yeah, it's great, I can finally rest..."

The girl's burnt lips slowly uttered the last few words.

At the moment she died, Robert Guilliman, who had completely absorbed the power of the Lord of Mankind, finally raised the Emperor's Sword and struck hard at the Castle Demon House in Nurgle's Garden.

boom!!!!!!!

In an instant, the golden light and flames soaring into the sky burned everything within a radius of tens of thousands of kilometers centered on the castle.

Only the castle, protected by some evil warp magic, blocked the attack.

Although the distance is very far, you can still hear the angry roar of the evil god Nurgle in the devil's house.

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

This behavior of the Lord of Mankind was like giving him a hard slap in front of everyone.

Although it is not very harmful, it is extremely insulting.

But before Nurgle could think of how to retaliate, Robert Guilliman, who had been blessed by the emperor's psychic power, rushed into the subspace with a strong step, raised the holy sword shrouded in golden light and struck at the invisible defense that blocked the psychic flames.

field.

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

Anyone who is not blind can clearly see the golden and green subspace spiritual energy beginning to tear and devour fiercely.

Finally, with the help of the might of the Lord of Mankind and the power of the Emperor's Sword, the Primarch successfully penetrated the protective force field and opened a large hole in it.

After completing this crucial step, he collapsed on the ground as if he had exhausted all his strength, and shouted with his last strength: "Soth! I have opened the gap leading to Nurgle's Demon Hall, and it's up to you next.

That’s it.”

"Don't worry, I will never let anyone down. No matter what the future holds, at least today I will use Nurgle's head to announce to the entire subspace that the era of the Chaos Evil God doing evil in the material universe is over."

While speaking, Zuo Si had already put down the body of the dead girl in his arms, and holding the newly crafted God-killing Sword in his hand, he slowly passed through the gap step by step and entered the core realm of Nurgle.

However, he did not rush to launch the final attack, but opened a portal on the spot and called with a smile: "Come on, my dear Lich King Jaina Proudmoore, the symbol of coldness and death, it's time to

You have been enthroned as a god. The chaos and disorder of the subspace have lasted for too long, now let us inject a little power of order into it."

"As you wish, my master."

Accompanied by a voice filled with biting chills, a cold figure exuding black mist from head to toe instantly appeared out of thin air through the portal.

No hesitation!

After confirming that the place where she stood was the core area of ​​the evil god Nurgle, Lich King Jaina directly transformed into the form of the god of death, concentrated the power of the souls of the dead that she had accumulated for hundreds of years, and killed her with a thunderous force.

Go down.

boom!!!!!!!

The seemingly indestructible castle magic house was split open in the middle, revealing the man inside who was hundreds of meters tall and covered with rotten flesh, poisonous gas, cysts, blood, plaque, and all kinds of crawling bugs, flies, mosquitoes, etc.

The huge figure of the "little cutie".

Compared with this, the great unclean people can only be regarded as trivial.

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

But his condition is obviously not very good at the moment.

Because the power of death left a huge wound on that huge mountain of rotting flesh.

And because death restrains life, it cannot use the power it has to heal quickly.

This fundamental opposition and conflict made Nurgle feel unprecedented pain, and it also made him extremely furious. He suddenly lifted up the giant cauldron on the ground and poured out the plague and poison that was being boiled in it onto the people in front of him.

enemy.

"Go to hell! Despicable blasphemer! I will turn you and your accomplices into the filthiest and ugliest life forms in the entire galaxy!"

"Haha, I'm sorry, it's not easy to do this. Because to a certain extent, neither Jaina nor I can be regarded as living creatures."

Zuo Si chuckled and released the protective force field to block out the soup that could corrode even his own metal body. Then he flashed forward in an instant and swung the magic sword made of Moscat to slash at Nurgle's head.

Fat and huge body.

The next second...

puff!

A huge piece of rotten fat was cut off, accompanied by flying poisonous gas, highly corrosive plague blood and viscous liquid in the cyst, as well as huge maggots that instantly transformed into ferocious monsters after leaving the body.

There is no doubt that Nurgle's body itself is a quite terrifying weapon.

Because when attacking it, the attacker himself will also have to bear such reverse splash damage.

Maybe this is one of the reasons why he doesn't have strong physical defense like Khorne.

But this is only relative.

Because if the magic sword is not attached to the power of order from Baator Hell, Lich King Jaina's Frostmourne does not have the power of death, ordinary weapons cannot touch the essence of Nurgle at all.

Even the Emperor's Sword in Robert Guilliman's hand could only leave an insignificant gap at best, but could not kill as much as the two of them did.

And the incarnation of Shimmering Oil, which has the ability to repair itself, obviously doesn't care about this trivial corrosion.

Not only that, a large amount of shimmering oil and subspace shimmering oil began to spurt out from Zuo Si's body, expanding at an unimaginable speed to the entire castle magic hall and even the large area of ​​​​the surrounding Nurgle Garden.
To be continued...