Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 445: Savior: The explosive version of the divine plague, the advantage is mine!

Ron carried the spoils and rushed to the planned area, not daring to stop at all.

Now it's almost like I'm carrying a super nuclear bomb on my back.

In the event of a leak or an overturn of Nurgle's cauldron, the plague's toxins could devastate large areas.

In fact, the plague poison has already leaked slightly.

The large stasis field and the black stone scale layer in the stomach of the digging python could not withstand the erosion of the poisonous fog and were slowly evaporating.

He could sense that the mutant digging python was being eroded and its movement speed was slowing down.

Fortunately, this guy doesn't have a soul, otherwise the poisonous plague would have had a greater impact and he might have died not long after running.

"Little guy, we're almost there, hold on!"

Seeing that the digging python was gradually turning green, Ron was a little worried that it would die halfway. If that happened, wouldn't he have to take the blame?

He smashed a can of purification potion into the huge mouth of the Tyranid burrowing python to alleviate the erosion of the plague's toxicity.

However, the poison of the plague not only harmed the digging python, but also affected himself.

Ron's flaming demon body suffered from double corrosion of body and soul, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

"This thing is a bit scary..."

He wiped the black blood from his nose and drank a bottle of purification potion himself: "It is worthy of being the killer of Nurgle's benevolent father. The semi-finished product is so powerful, then the real plague must be against the will of heaven?"

It is hard to imagine how toxic the complete form of the divine plague is.

Now that this incredible biological weapon has fallen into our hands, the enemy should be the one who is afraid.

The timing of Ron's attack on the plague factory was perfect. During the final stage of concentration of the plague liquid, he placed it into a force field where both time and space were in eternal stagnation.

Then he swallowed the mutant digging python and used Blackstone technology to cover its tracks and avoid the enemy's pursuit.

The next plan is to find a suitable place to place the cauldron, the artifact of Nurgle himself, to truly complete the plague.

This is not an easy task.

The Cauldron of Nurgle requires a Chaos environment to keep functioning, and a large amount of Corrupted Fel Energy to continue brewing. The rest is the Blood of the Primarch.

The blood of the Primarch is not a big problem.

Since they had taken over Fabius' laboratory, they had plenty of that kind of blood, and in rich varieties.

The key lies in the creation of a chaotic environment.

In order to create the environment required for the Cauldron of Nurgle, the Great Flying Moth did not hesitate to lay a dense network of corruption to absorb and gather corrupted fel energy.

I don’t know how many lives were destroyed.

If you want to build the same network, the cost will not be much less than that of the other party. As for the issue of the human soul, it is difficult to deal with.

Who, as a decent human being, would sacrifice so many lives and souls?

Ron thought about it.

Fortunately, I already have a specific method, so I just have to see if it works.

……

It didn't take long.

The mutant digging python he was riding passed through the rock layer, entered a teleportation array, and finally arrived at a hidden space filled with dark, chaotic evil energy and flames.

Strangely, there is not much corrupt evil energy in this chaotic space in Wester.

That’s right, this place does not belong to the Nurgle forces, but a brand new open chaotic network world independently developed by Black Abyss Star, with greater freedom and compatibility.

Ron looked at this chaotic realm located within the veil of the real universe and the subspace, feeling quite emotional.

My research and control over the subspace has taken another step forward.

This is also thanks to the corrupted machines and corrupted network structures contributed by the Big Flutter Moth, which allowed me to acquire these dark construction skills.

In order to study and crack the corrupted machines and networks, he invested almost all of his high-level technical talents:
Kohl, the mechanical goddess Xiaoling, the great wizard, the ever-changing doctor, Maou from the Demon Research Institute, the Queen of Black Machinery, etc.

There are also tens of thousands of black oil men participating.

With the support of Blackstone technology, Warp Webway technology and the dark knowledge obtained from the secret library of Tzeentch, they finally achieved phased success.

Afterwards, they consumed a huge amount of chaos materials to build their own chaos machines and networks.

Moreover, this chaotic network does not rely on any chaotic evil god, but is controlled by Diablo, the dark side of the little sun.

Security is ensured to a certain extent.

Of course, his own chaotic network is far smaller in scale than the corrupt network supported by Father Nurgle, and its area is only tens of square kilometers.

This is already the limit.

But for the current situation, it is sufficient.

He doesn't need to act like a kind father and pull a super-large star region like Ultramar into the warp.

"Savior, you are finally here!"

The Great Wizard and the All-Changing Healer came over, looking forward to further researching and completing the ultimate Chaos Plague Virus.

vomit~
The stomach of the pitch-black mutant digging python squirmed and spit out a large machine wrapped in black stone, causing the nearby space to vibrate slightly.

That is the effect of the Black Stone on the Warp.

As for what is inside the Blackrock, it is the cauldron, a Nurgle artifact wrapped in a stasis field.

The black engine guys did not approach rashly, but controlled the demon engine and moved the black stone device to the flaming furnace.

Afterwards, they activated the black stone protective layer.

The gurgling, steaming divine cauldron finally appeared in front of people, and the poisonous mist began to spread and corrode the surroundings.

Dark green arc sparks suddenly emerged from the demon engine, and the internal mechanical circuits and formations were corrupted and collapsed in the twisted flames.

"My God, how abominable and poisonous is this?!"

The versatile doctor was shocked, but a smile on his face became more and more excited. He liked to study the plague and the corresponding antidote.

But he realized that once this highly toxic plague was complete, there would be almost no cure.

The poisonous mist was still spreading, but it soon hit the shielding force field covered with black stone and was temporarily contained.

Seeing this, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the black stone shielding force field could not last long, at least they had time to study it.

Ron looked at the ever-changing healer, full of expectation:
"I'll leave this treasure to you. I hope you won't let me down..."

The Wanbian Medical Master bowed slightly and seemed very confident: "As you wish, we already have a specific modulation plan."

"As soon as possible, it would be best if we could complete the Divine Plague before the Battle of Wester ends."

Ron nodded and gave a specific time limit.

He had to create a weapon like the Divine Plague as soon as possible to contain the Nurgle demons, and he was also worried that the kind father Nurgle would react and take back this precious cauldron.

To Ron, in addition to the divine plague, this cauldron is also an invaluable treasure.

The Cauldron of Nurgle can withstand extremely high temperatures without any damage, and can hold objects the size of a planet or more.

what is this?
Ultra-high-dimensional storage space. It would be a shame not to use such a good thing for logistics and transportation.

Unfortunately, this pot has been filled with dirt for who knows how long, and the problem of contamination and corrosion is very serious, and I don’t know how to solve it for the time being.

Anyway, judging from the current situation, it is not possible to use it to make soup or take a bath.

Maybe after we bring back the Goddess of Life Bull, she will be able to deal with the pollutants remaining in the cauldron and take a bath in it or something?

No matter what, Ron wanted to keep this artifact and use it.

Although Nurgle does not have much control over reality, this pot is one of his most precious artifacts.

Does anyone know if He has any way to get the pot back?
Ron was quite worried and ordered the black oil guys to deploy more black stone isolation devices. At the same time, he gritted his teeth and deployed several large sacred urn bombs.

Just in case something unexpected happens.

Soon, Doctor Wanbian and others put on several layers of special protective clothing and brought corresponding detection instruments to conduct research and analyze the specific situation of the medicine.

Compared to the metaphysics of Nurgle demons.

The followers of the Savior and Diablo are more inclined to scientific research, with a little bit of metaphysics at most.

In their view, the so-called sacred numbers and numerology are nothing more than the correct time, place, environment, energy concentration, dosage, etc.

There are rules to follow for all of these.

To operate the Artifact of Nurgle, it is not necessary to send down three or seven plagues. Just calculate the total amount of corrupted energy required.

There is no need to worry about the holy number of three or seven, as that is how the Nurgle demons calculate.

They used an unnatural flame formed by damp wood, which took three years, three months, three days, thirty-three minutes and thirty-three seconds.

That's because the flames of the Nurgle demons are not hot enough.

The Dark Plasma Ultra-High Temperature Furnace blessed by Diablo on the Black Abyss Star can reach the corresponding heat faster and can also accurately control the temperature.

Allow the liquid medicine to concentrate quickly.

It's much better than using that rotten, damp and rotten firewood to boil medicine.

The ever-changing healer is full of confidence. Over the years, he has conducted in-depth research on all the plagues he could find.

Those were first-hand information obtained by the cunning Great Nurgle Demon, the Glutton Bara, and they contained almost all of the Great Nurgle's plague-refining results.

There is also a considerable amount of data on the plague deployment of Father Nurgle.

Moreover, these research results have been summarized and analyzed by the Mechanical Goddess to form specific research paths and laws.

Eventually, epidemiology, a taboo discipline, was formed.

He himself was the founder and integrator of the discipline, and he had obtained all the plague knowledge that could be found in the galaxy and the subspace from the secret library.

"My plague-mixing skills are not inferior to any Nurgle demon!"

The versatile doctor thought so. The only thing he lacked was probably time and materials. He couldn't spend a long time searching for countless toxins and strains.

Then blend it.

Fortunately, I can stand on the shoulders of giants and pick up what is ready.

The ever-changing healer stared at the liquid medicine in the cauldron and used black stone pliers to pick out the impurities in it, including rotten slippers, broken skulls, unknown internal organs, and so on.

He was a little emotional.

The great demon named Kugath omitted the extraction process and put too many unnecessary impurities into the medicine.

So unprofessional!
That being's ability to brew the plague was indeed very strong, but it was all based on experience and feeling, and he had no systematic knowledge at all.

He just relied on the massive amount of materials and corrupted energy to try his luck.

He used all the materials accumulated by Nurgle demons over tens of thousands of years and Nurgle's endless corrupt energy to create this horrific plague poison.

If you do it yourself, you don't need to spend so much.

Of course, the ever-changing doctor does not have the magical cauldron, nor does he have the conditions or time.

That is a huge project that will take thousands of years.

Fortunately, the project is almost completed, and he only needs to make some slight adjustments on this basis to enhance the effect.

Ron looked at the ever-changing healer in front of the cauldron and felt an inexplicable fluctuation.

He sighed: "This kid is really a talent in the Chaos Realm..."

That guy had unknowingly embarked on the path of "corruption and erosion".

The subspace is not without rules, and the four Chaos Gods did not appear out of thin air, but have specific evolutionary paths.

This was the most important knowledge Ron obtained in the secret library, which gave him a deeper understanding of the subspace.

"Corruption" is one of the eight ways to become a god in the etheric realm of the Warp. Now, at the top of the road of corruption is Nurgle, occupying the only god position.

But that doesn't mean that others can't go, they just can't reach the top.

Khorne, Nurgle, Tzeentch, and Slaanesh occupy four paths to godhood respectively: Careless Killing, Hellstorm, Ecstatic Perception, and Corruption.

The remaining four paths: erosion and destruction, greedy dissolution, vicious skills, and invisible distortion are still empty.

Vashtor had gone far on the path of vicious arts and had hopes of becoming a god.

But he was already dead.

This path will most likely be occupied by the Mechanical Goddess or other more advanced dark technology priests.

The Emperor, the prophesied Dark Lord, may take the path to godhood through erosion and destruction.

That means the purest chaos, a fear that makes most people unable to maintain their sanity.

It longs to destroy, to bring all mortal things to an end, to turn them into dust and oblivion, and it advances relentlessly towards this nightmarish goal until all is silent.

This is just some kind of foreshadowing or speculation.

Because in the center of the eight paths, there is a place called - Original Destruction.

The higher-level chaotic beings in the subspace do not have any specific information about this location yet.

Ron's thoughts raced through his mind at high speed, but his thoughts were soon interrupted by the electronic voice of the All-Changing Healer.

"Lord Savior."

The Wanbian Doctor came to a conclusion and reported: "Just as you said, this plague liquid has reached its final stage.

Unfortunately, we don't have time to clean out the impurities and can only use higher temperatures to further concentrate the liquid.

Next, we just need to get the artifact working again, and use the Primarch's blood as a catalyst.

You will get the divine plague you need."

"It takes a huge amount of corrupted fel energy to start that cauldron. How can we obtain so much energy?"

Ron was a little worried and warned, "Remember, we cannot use any Chaos Techniques to harm humans, and we are not allowed to corrupt human souls without permission."

"That's inevitable. I always keep in mind the teachings of the academy and always maintain my love for humanity."

Doctor Wanbian said seriously.

After all, he was a top student who graduated from Zhongsi College. Even though he was researching chaos technology, he still had basic ideological and moral qualities.

What's more, he did not surrender to the Chaos God, but served the Savior, Diablo, so his thinking was not eroded too much.

Even if there is erosion, it is due to the influence of the Savior, Diablo, and there will not be much thought of harming humans.

It can even be said that the believers of the light or dark side under Ron have higher moral standards than the vast majority of people in the empire. At least they will not engage in massacres and extermination orders.

He even suspected that the reason why some people in the Empire were so crazy was because they were influenced by the Emperor's concept of "erosion and destruction".

The fifth evil god and the great devil E are not groundless.

Humanity is in danger, but fortunately we have a strong foundation and can withstand the storm.

Afterwards, Ron learned the method used by the All-Changing Doctor, the Great Wizard and others to obtain the corrupted evil energy, which was to invade the corrupted network and use the subspace extraction device to absorb the existing corrupted evil energy.

Make use of the corrupted evil energy within the corrupted core of Wester.

To put it simply, they secretly and illegally "connect water and electricity" and bring them to this chaotic network area.

But doing so would inevitably attract the attention of Nurgle's forces, who might follow the trail to seize Nurgle's artifacts.

Fortunately, we still have the advantage in military strength, so it’s not a big problem.

Ron agreed to this method, and the black oil guys took immediate action to introduce the corrupted evil energy from the corrupted network.

bang——

The flames of the ultra-high temperature furnace of dark plasma ignited, the unnatural and corrupt fel energy enveloped the cauldron of Nurgle, and the brewing of the plague began again.

In this way, the black stone shielding device can hardly cover up all the auras.

at the same time.

The Legion of Terror, the Greenskin Army and the Tyranid Swarm also gathered at key nodes to block the possible arrival of Nurgle demons.

Several black oil men carefully carried a box to the side of the furnace. Inside was the blood of the twelve primarchs and the weak genetic material extracted from the Emperor's blood fingerprint.

They will be better catalysts.

As for Ron's own smuggled blood of the original body, he did not put it in, for fear that it would affect the effect or cause more terrible changes.

He was looking forward to it.

Soon, he would get a divine plague with even more powerful effects.

That would be a powerful weapon no weaker than any sacred urn bomb.

It can poison any Primarch or Daemon to death, so it should be able to harm the Chaos God, right?
At worst, you can make them suffer from vomiting and diarrhea, and give them some super strong "croton"!
Holy urn bombs can only deal with chaos demons, while divine plague can harm any being with a soul.

Even the Necrons are no exception.

In this way, when you encounter an irresistible Fallen Primarch or Alien, you will have a weapon to restrain them.

Although it is a one-time thing.

This is a huge deterrent to any life in the subspace and the galaxy, and is a chaos version of the ultimate nuclear weapon.

Now it depends on how many copies of the divine plague can be endured.

Ron thought about it, wondering if Nurgle's kind father would be so angry that he would vomit blood after knowing this.

After all, this time he sacrificed his precious artifact and the plague materials he had treasured for thousands of years, which was a huge loss.

In short, both the divine plague and the divine weapon must be yours!
Ron's burning body floated in the air, always alert to any accidents.

My investment is not low. If I fail at the critical moment, won’t I be so angry that I can’t sleep?
"Times like these are the hardest to endure..."

he thought so.

Those Nurgle demons are not to be worried, as they have the sacred urn bombs to stop them.

The only thing to worry about is the invasion from Nurgle and the Death Lord Mortarion, whose power is unprecedentedly strong due to the corrupt network on Wester.

In Ron's impression, Mortarion was able to defeat Guilliman wielding the Emperor's Sword head-on without the help of too much corruption network.

If that guy attacks here along the trajectory and steals Nurgle's artifacts and the plague, it will be a real trouble.

I may not be able to withstand it.

Ron waited nervously, staring into the unknown void:
"Now it all depends on Lao Ji. I wonder if he can hold back the Lord of Death?"

He hoped that Guilliman would at least hold out until this side of things was over, and then everything would be solved.

Fortunately, I also gave Lao Ji some help. He should be able to hold on, right?

As long as that ICU god of war doesn't perform too stably, I will have the advantage in everything...
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Tens of minutes ago, the corrupted network hidden space.

The two Primarchs of good and evil were facing each other and began their routine verbal battle before the final battle.

Regent Guilliman ignited the Sword of the Emperor, the flames illuminating his resolute face.

He looked at his fallen brother and said, "Motarion, you have relied too much on unclean sorcery and have never been a good enough swordsman..."

Mortarion sneered: "Your boasting is terrible, and it always makes people feel disgusted. Don't you know that I am no longer the same as I used to be?
My essence is stronger than yours, and I have gained powers beyond yours, but you are still the same as before, a fool who rejected the warp..."

"Slave of Chaos, you have become what you hate most."

"You ignorant thing, you will fall at my feet, in the onslaught of chaos!"

Mortarion roared, and the duel between the two blood brothers was about to begin.

Their eyes met, and these two people who had fought side by side ten thousand years ago only had the thought of killing each other.

"traitor!"

Guilliman raised his sword to block the incoming fel blade, then pounced upon his corrupted brother.

Then, this Primarch who was slow to adapt to the psychic energy of the Warp was ambushed, and he once again stepped into a sorcery trap...

(End of this chapter)