Chapter 405 Goddess of Life: Demon Eater, Nurgle is not here tonight ~
Garden of Nurgle.

"Oh, my good father, how can there be such a place in Nurgle Paradise..."

Bala looked at the forbidden place where the goddess of life lived, smelled the faint fragrance, and couldn't help feeling repulsed.

In the forbidden land, you can see meadows, clear streams, blooming flowers and butterflies flying around.

These are the embodiment of the healing power of life, which is incompatible with the Garden of Nurgle, which represents death and decay, and exudes an aura that is disgusting to Nurgle beings.

For Nurgle beings to enter there would probably be the same as humans entering a fermented sealed cesspool in the summer.

"Seven plagues above, the great and kind Father has a unique taste. He can actually tolerate that ugly life."

Bala pinched his nose, a blasphemous thought passing through his mind.

It is said that the goddess of life is extremely clean, without even any germs. Her skin is fair and smooth, without any pus or sores, and without any odor or signs of decay.

The whole body smells fragrant.

With such a horrible body, even the smoothest and ugliest Nurgle beasts are more beautiful than her!
He took a deep breath, sniffed the foul-smelling ulcer hard, and then he came to his senses.

Sure enough, the orders given by the Four-Armed Savior were not so easy to complete.

Bala raised the rating of this mission again. For the sake of his loyal mission, he headed towards the forbidden land with a fearless attitude of death.
I must find a way to get into that disgusting place.

The Nurgle beings obviously don't like this forbidden place and stay away from it.

There were almost no Nurgle demons or life in the surrounding area, and even the rotting and swollen plants became sparse and wilted.

"Stop... Stop, the Lord of Plague said that we are not allowed to go forward here!"

However, before Bara had walked along the thorny path for long, he was stopped by two great demons of Nurgle.

The two Nurgle great demons were listless, without the joy and happiness inherent in Nurgle life. They seemed to be tortured and were too lazy to even move.

The one-horned Nurgle demon vomited a bunch of maggots and continued to scold with a bitter face: "Intruder, if you don't want to be punished, leave quickly..."

The rules within the Nurgle faction are not so strict, many things can be negotiated, and sometimes if you make a mistake, not only will there be no punishment, you may even be comforted.

Nurgle the Father will only punish a person if he has committed a very serious mistake, but he will not take the person's life directly like the Blood God.

Next to him, the Rottenfang Nurgle Archdemon interrupted and complained: "Lord of Plague, is there any more cruel punishment than guarding here? I would rather fight the Grey Knights who can emit holy light.

That’s better than being here!”

He seemed to recognize Bala, and his eyes were a little suspicious: "Big Stomach King, what are you doing here?"

This big eater has a wide circle of friends, and he had previously specially invited the other party to taste his newly made plague.

Bala saw that he was exposed, but he was not too flustered and made up an excuse:

"Father, I have been improving my ability to taste plague recently, and I came here to practice my sense of smell..."

Hearing this, the two Nurgle demons stood in awe. He was indeed an expert in plague tasting. He came here specifically to suffer torture just to improve himself.

No wonder he received praise from his loving father.

Bala glanced at the green garden behind him and asked, "Are you the guards here?"

The Rotten Tooth Nurgle Demon complained bitterly, spilling it all over the floor: "Yes, we are guarding this place according to the orders of our loving father, and we have to stay here for another seventy-seven cycles of decay!"

One-Eyed Nurgle: "It's too bad here. Even the Plague Flies are unwilling to fly over. I'm afraid we won't be able to survive until the end of the rot cycle.

I really hope that new guards can replace us soon..."

The Goddess of Life is a high-level deity who radiates healing power to the surroundings all the time, which is a harm to Nurgle life.

Of course, the degree of such damage is far less than the holy light of the cursed, and is roughly equivalent to chronic torture.

After hearing this, Bala shuddered and looked at the two Nurgle demons with a hint of sympathy.

This is a really difficult task.

If I were to guard this place myself, it would be a fate worse than death.

He consoled them: "Two Nurgle brothers, may the seven plagues bless you and allow you to leave this place soon."

However, as he was speaking, Bala's eyes suddenly widened, because he saw a bright and fragrant little flower growing on the shoulder of the Rotten-Tooth Nurgle demon.

He quietly took a step back and reminded: "There is something on you..."

Such direct healing energy that can eliminate the plague falling on the body of Nurgle creatures is no less than being covered with a pile of feces.

The Rotten-Tooth Nurgle demon smelled the fragrance and roared in pain:
"Ah, it's that damn plant again!"

He hurriedly reached out and pulled the flowers and flesh off, then threw them away.

However, they didn't expect that in the tension, the flowers would stick to the face of the One-Horned Nurgle Demon, causing new screams and making the scene even more chaotic.

After a while, the chaos subsided.

The price he paid was that the One-Horned Nurgle Demon was lying on the ground with his butt sticking up and vomiting, and it seemed that he had no intention of stopping.

The great demon Nurgle Rottenfang abides by his duty and hopes that Bala can leave the forbidden land immediately.

They also worry about being reprimanded by their loving father for failing to fulfill their duties.

Bala knew that under the guard of two great demons, he had no chance of entering there, so he did not insist. Maybe he would look for another opportunity later.

But before leaving, he gave the two Nurgle great demons his treasured smelly plague, and promised to invite them to the Rotten Swamp to play with the stinking banshees after the guard was over.

This touched the two great demons of Nurgle very much.

Bala left this forbidden place.

He decided to look for some special passages first to see if there was any other way to get in here or pass on information.

……

In the forbidden land.

Sitting on the vine swing dotted with flowers was a holy figure, her fair skin faintly glowing.

That is the goddess of life - Aisha.

This is an elf that possesses all the beauty of life, and one cannot help but feel pity for her.

At this moment, Aisha looked a little sad, with a hint of resentment in her gem-like clear eyes.

She held the butterfly with injured wings in both hands, used her healing power to heal it, then gently raised her hand and released it into the air.

Elsa's sadness now is not only because of the injured butterfly or her own fate, but also because she feels the increasing power of the plague.

The Lord of Plague is about to create more plagues to harm lives.

She looked up into the depths of the Gardens of Nurgle.

There was a huge house, pure black, filled with a miasma of corruption, its timbers rotten and moldy, its roof covered with every maggot imaginable.

The poison poured down from the most repulsive rotten walls, contaminating everything around it.

That is the abode of Nurgle.

The goddess of life knew that although the black house looked decayed and crumbling, it would last until the end of time.

Aisha looked at all this and felt deep fear and disgust.

The evil god of Nurgle is still the same as before.

From time to time, he would make himself drink the rotten plague poison and watch himself suffer from the plague and recover.

And she couldn't refuse this enthusiasm or compulsion.

In that black house, Elsa saw the galaxy and the fate of all life in it, as well as the ravages of the plague, and she couldn't help but shed tears for what was about to happen.

Those tears fell to the ground and turned into sparkling crystal gems.

The goddess of life didn't know how to stop it, nor could she do anything, and she couldn't even leave the Garden of Nurgle.

Because once he stepped out of the garden, he would be captured by the embodiment of joy, the prince of darkness.

Then came an even more terrible fate.

"What on earth should I do?"

Aisha sobbed slightly, wrapped in deep helplessness. She thought again of a certain existence she had met before, and that tall figure.

That was her only possible salvation, perhaps that being could do something about the coming plague.

"Demon Eater, do you still remember the agreement between us?"

Elsa sighed slightly.

The legend of the Demon Eater spread more and more in the Warp, becoming more and more powerful, giving her more hope.

However, no matter how he called out to him, he could not get a response from him like before.

Perhaps the Demon Eater has forgotten himself and the promise.

Thinking of this, she felt even more pitiful.

Now, the Goddess of Life no longer expects the Demon Eater to rescue her. She only hopes to tell him the terrible news of the impending plague and the methods of making some healing drugs.

In this way, more lives in the galaxy can be saved.

However, it is so difficult to convey the message.

Aisha was thinking about how to convey the message, and she had to keep it secret so as not to be discovered by the terrible evil god of Nurgle.

No matter what, she had to take the risk...
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Dream, the pipes on the bottom of the ship.

Roar--

Hundreds of ferocious, heavily-armored chicken thieves came running over, lined up and stood at attention, their little eyes full of determination.

Under the cold light of the pipe lamps, the Imperial Sky Eagles on the bodies of these heavily armed chicken cleaners and the work badges on their chests shine brightly.

At this moment, many of the chicken thieves still had some demonic creatures that had invaded the bottom of the ship in their mouths.

During the voyage of the Eye of Terror, too many chaotic creatures tried to attach themselves to or invade the ship.

They were swallowing their food in a hurry to avoid damaging their image.

Because the Four-Armed Savior is about to come and review his work.

"Not bad, very energetic!"

As soon as Ron walked to the front of the line of heavily-armored chicken thieves, he heard the sound of neat and powerful footsteps on the ground. These chicken thieves saluted in a very standard posture, and they were almost raising their hands to greet him.

He looked at these loyal, heavily armed, thieving cleaners with considerable satisfaction.

They've served on the Dream for decades and done a great job, and it's time to give some of them a promotion.

Now, his cloned body has entered the final catalytic stage, and the formation of Chaos forces is also being prepared in full swing. As for the cunning traitor in Nurgle, no news has been received yet.

This time he came here to select a group of powerful and heavily-armored warriors as the core force of the new Chaos Force.

They will receive the second blessing and the blessing of chaos and become new demons. Moreover, this chaotic power does not belong to any chaos gods, but only to themselves.

Afterwards, Ron looked through the work records, selected dozens of heavily-armored chicken thieves who worked most rigorously and had the best attitudes, and brought them to a Black Legion space fortress towed by the Dream.

There, those heavily armored chicken thieves will be trained, blessed, and then become powerful Chaos Daemons.

After selecting the heavy-armored chicken thief, he returned to the bridge because there were more important things to be arranged and dealt with next.

Ron looked outside the Dream and saw the gray planet gradually becoming larger.

The planet had a turbulent appearance, with boiling clouds covering its surface. Giant black mountains could be vaguely seen protruding from the surface in the vortex of lightning.

Obviously, this is a planet that has been completely polluted by chaotic energy, and it is also the chaos base chosen by the Savior.

He looked through the information sent by the relevant departments. Although the location of this planet is remote, it has a natural environment that is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

More importantly, the Dream found a hidden and safe passage from here to the outside world.

As long as a fortress defense is built on that channel, it will be able to effectively block the attack from the outside world. Even more fortunately, this place is not occupied by any chaotic forces.

According to the report of the reconnaissance team that infiltrated the planet, the strongest Chaos organization that can be found on the planet is just a group of Chaos Pirates.

They used this place as a safe house.

Moreover, the surface of this planet is not without any life, but has a certain degree of civilization. The "mortals" living on the surface of the planet are a group of tribesmen.

Since birth, they have been affected by the power of chaos, their appearance has become distorted, and they have grown extra limbs, eyeballs and pincers.

It can be said to be a completely chaotic life.

However, these miserable denizens of Chaos are unaware that they are tainted.

Because when a person is born, he is in pain and torture and has no concept of beauty.

Then he will think that the world is just like this and get used to it.

Such are the Chaos Dwellers, who live as normal humans in pain and torture, fighting endlessly for mutant beasts and fetid water sources.

Most of them had very short lives.

But the strong among them can live longer than ordinary humans and become more powerful with the support of chaotic mutation.

This is also the norm inside the Eye of Terror. There are a large number of humans corrupted by Chaos, serving Chaos Warriors and Demons as Chaos slaves.

Become one of Chaos's reserve forces.

This is also an important factor in the continued development of the chaotic forces of the Eye of Terror.

Soon, these Chaos dwellers will become the subjects of his savior, the Dark Prince, and they will be able to have a better life and devote their strength.

And this chaotic planet, which he named "Black Abyss", can also develop better.

But before completely occupying this place, he still has to do some preparation.

"Savior, the witchcraft space storm is ready."

Taco came over to report.

Just now, he followed the Savior's order to summon the think tanks and psychics to set up a psychic array that could trigger a small space storm.

"Then let them start."

Ron nodded and gave new instructions.

However, the target of that space storm was not the chaotic planet in front of him, but his own Dream.

The small space storm could not affect the Dream, but it could cause damage to the defenseless Chaos battleship that the Dream was towing.

That Chaos ship held over three thousand Chaos Warriors who had been stripped of their armour and weapons, a formidable force anywhere.

It was also the base for the new Chaos Force that Ron had planned to build.

But as the enemy who captured these Chaos Warriors, it would not be easy to recapture them, so he had to create some surprises.

When a small space storm breaks out, it will "accidentally" tear apart one side of the Chaos battleship.

At the same time, under the influence of the storm, the landing capsules holding the Chaos Warriors will be "accidentally" swept out and fall into the Black Abyss Star.

And the Dream left without anyone noticing.

It is foreseeable that these more than 3,000 Chaos Warriors who have been stranded on the surface of Black Abyss Star due to the space disaster will experience a difficult period of survival.

Then occupy this place.

But they had no way to leave or cross the storm, and could only stay on this remote planet in humiliation and without honor, unable to participate in the conquest of the Eye of Terror and the galaxy.

This is an extremely painful torture for Chaos Warriors.

When the Chaos Warriors are in despair, I will descend here with my Chaos body, conquer them with my unstoppable magic power, and give them stronger equipment and power.

Then he led them back on the road to conquest.

This is the script that Ron designed for these Chaos Warriors, which can perfectly subdue them without too many hidden dangers.

Accompanied by the issuance of instructions.

The Dream changed its course and sailed in the opposite direction, while the Chaos battleship behind it was driven towards the Black Abyss Star by inertia.

Immediately afterwards, the trap that had been set exploded, and a space storm hit the Chaos battleship, tearing off the outer hull, and a large number of landing capsules fell into space.

Afterwards, these landing capsules fell to the surface of the planet under the pull of the Black Abyss Star's gravity and turned into hundreds of meteors.

"I hope these guys can survive longer..."

Ron looked at the landing capsules that had turned into meteors and sighed slightly.

In addition to the accidents that occurred during the fall, those Chaos warriors would inevitably trigger new struggles after escaping.

I'm afraid some people will die in the process.

But there will also be some people who become tougher and stronger through the struggle.

He was full of anticipation to master this chaotic power and was eager to try it out.

It’s a completely different feeling, and I will be able to have more freedom in future activities.

After all, with his current identity, too many eyes are watching him, and with this chaotic power, he can break free from the shackles to a certain extent and do more cool things.

Ron sat back on the sofa. Now everything was almost set up, and all he had to do next was wait patiently.

After you calm down.

He couldn't help but think of the Plague War, which was a matter of life and death for the Savior's territory.

Moreover, the divine plague that Nurgle is about to create is a terrible plague that can kill the Primarch, and he will face great danger to his life.

If there is no good response.

Even if he wins the war in the end, there will be huge losses, and the development of the Savior's territory may be set back many years.

Years of hard work went to waste.

However, several months have passed, and there is still no news from Bara, the cunning traitor within Nurgle.

If it weren't for the fact that the faith node representing Bala still existed, he would have thought that the other party had died in the process of performing the mission.

It didn't take long.

A smile appeared on Ron's face because Bala finally sent a new message.

In addition to the map information of the Garden of Nurgle, the message also contained a lot of plague data, which could speed up the research progress of the Plague Research Institute to a certain extent.

Moreover, the Nurgle insider said that new plagues will continue to be sent to us in the future when we encounter them.

More importantly, that guy Bala found a way to send a Nurgling to the Goddess of Life and conveyed some simple messages.

Unfortunately, the intelligence of the Nurglings is relatively simple and cannot carry high concentrations of information.

Otherwise, things will be easy afterwards.

But even so, it was a major breakthrough, at least we were connected!
Now, it depends on how I can personally contact the Goddess of Life, but the conditions for doing this are still somewhat harsh.

With Nurgle there, the risk is too high and they will be easily discovered.

Ron flipped through the message and thought about his next plan. He still had some time to perfect the arrangements.

in the following time.

He began to work on this high-risk plan, waiting for the opportunity...
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Two years later, Garden of Nurgle.

In the forbidden land, the goddess of life, Aisha, was sitting on the vine swing as usual, but she was not crying like before.

Even not long ago, Nurgle served up an even more putrid and painful plague stew, and made the Nurgle Daemons dance for his amusement.

And trampled all her flowers.

Because Aisha had expectations in her heart, the expectation of meeting the Demon Eater, he did not forget herself.

Just thinking about this made her feel a little worried.

Such behavior is very risky, and the Demon Eater needs to go to this dangerous place, where he might get hurt.

"I hope he can meet me safely..."

Elsa was like a princess trapped in a dragon's castle. She couldn't help but care about the warrior who was about to come to find her, and her heart was moved.

Squeak!

Suddenly, there was a loud noise from the wooden door, and a foul-smelling wind rushed out, with countless maggots scattered everywhere with the wind.

Such changes come from the Black House, the abode of Nurgle.

dong dong dong-

An extremely huge body surrounded by thick yellow fog stepped forward.

Nurgle's rotten body stepped into the garden of the Goddess of Life. Death and plague came with every step. Large areas of flowers withered and rotted, twisting into screaming lives.

He came to see Elsa, but he did not bring plague soup.

The reason he came here was because the Lord of Plague was about to leave the Garden of Nurgle temporarily. Every time he was about to go out, he would come over to take a look at the Goddess of Life.

Give some care.

Nurgle didn't say much, just left a concerned look, then walked away with light, staggering steps.

He was also worried that he would trample too many flowers and make the Goddess of Life sad.

The Plague Lord then gave orders to strengthen the guards here and hurriedly left the Garden of Nurgle.

“He… is gone?!”

When Elsa saw Nurgle leaving, she felt extremely happy, but also a little nervous.

Now she had her chance to meet with the Demon Eater, but they had to complete this meeting before Nurgle returned.

Otherwise, there will be unpredictable terrorist risks.

Because not many beings can bear Nurgle's wrath, even Slaanesh has to avoid its edge!
Elsa took a deep breath and waved her hand gently, causing the flowers in the deep to part outwards, revealing a miniature swamp.

There, a Nurgling was soaking in the water, listless and with its tongue lolling.

Apparently, it wasn't having a good time here and fell into a mild depression, but it couldn't leave.

"Poor little guy..."

Aisha looked at the little Nurgling and felt a little sorry for it.

Fortunately, it can leave today.

She controlled her power to separate the flowers and grass, leaving a small path corroded by the plague.

The Nurgle spirit sensed the terrible healing power surrounding it, and immediately climbed out of the mud, screaming and running away.

It became visibly happy and jumped up and down.

This Nurgling wants to return to his master, the Big Glutton, and roll around and dance in the mud!
However, what it didn't know was that the very act of going back conveyed a message.

That is:
Nurgle is not at home, come quickly!

This is an order that once the Nurglings return, both sides will begin to make corresponding preparations.

The Nurglings quickly ran back into the mire.

"Plague, you poor little thing are finally back!"

Bala pinched the wilted little creature and threw it into a jar full of plague, which was a reward for it.

Then he excitedly sent a message to the Four-Armed Savior.

(End of this chapter)