Warhammer: This Galen's Heart of Steel

Chapter 93 The Great Unclean One was scolded and broke his defense
As they got closer and closer to the ruins of the farm where demons were entrenched, the evil magic of the warp released by the Great Unclean One Rotigos continued to erode the shell of the armored regiment's war machines.

Traces of rust began to spread across the vehicle at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the flesh and blood of the crew members that had come into contact with the vehicle were even fused into the steel by Nurgle's evil magic.

The tank engines were also gasping for breath due to unnaturally rapid aging, but even so, the mortal army did not stop.

Because now is the time for revenge. The homes they swore to defend have almost been destroyed by these damn Nurgle demons. Their relatives, friends, wives, and children have all died from the plague virus.

When the Primarch saw the armors that were corroding rapidly, he realized that he had to speed up the research on forbidden magic metals, otherwise they would naturally fall into an environmental disadvantage when facing the invasion of Warp demons.

The Primarch's Astartes Legion began to launch a raid on the Nurgle Daemon's positions. After the raid began, they skillfully divided into small formations and deployed a large number of Space Marine infantry, attacking from both wings at the same time.

Relying on armored artillery, the Space Marines separated the plague demons of the Great Unclean One Rotigus and suppressed and surrounded some of the enemies in a specific plain outside the protective wall.

Because underground in this area, there is a signal beacon buried in advance by the Imperial troops.

At this moment, a roar was heard in the sky, and the Primarch's flagship, the Dreadnought, launched a specially made lava bomb towards the battlefield separated by the Space Marines.

The Lava Bomb is a very powerful weapon used by the Imperial Army. The plasma explosive in its warhead can burn through the strongest planetary fortifications or the thickest battleship armor.

When this weapon is used in ground combat, the heat generated by its explosion can even boil surrounding rivers or blow out bedrock deep underground.

The lava bomb used by Garen has been specially modified, with forbidden magic stone fragments sealed in its body, allowing the shell to stably pass through the warp storm, follow the set beacon, and fly to the target location, which is the location of the beacon now buried under the feet of the Nurgle demon.

At an altitude of 121 meters above the battlefield, the brain of the robot in the missile body detected the optimal air-blast height and detonated the lava bomb. A fierce firestorm suddenly rose in the center of the army of the Great Unclean One Rotigus.

As the shock wave spread, even some imperial troops were unable to escape the killing range, but the enemy's casualties were even more severe.

Hundreds of loyal Nurgle daemons were swallowed up by the flames and turned to ashes.

Although the Primarch felt sorry for the sacrifice of the Imperial army, this is the world of Warhammer, and sacrifice is the cornerstone of the Empire.

What the Primarch is thinking now is whether it is too dark to add a servitor brain into the missile body when there is no AI.

However, perhaps it was this act of sacrifice that made the machine soul so happy that allowed this lava bomb to release such powerful power.

Afterwards, Galen came to the center of the lava bomb explosion. The Primarch's superhuman physique, the strict protection from the Iron Heart Armor, and the armor added by Endless Hatred protected him from the surrounding high temperature and harmful radiation.

Facing the desolate land before him, the Lord of the Fearless Vanguard began to challenge the Great Unclean One Rotigus with a deafening voice.

Killing the leader of this enemy force personally can provide him with a considerable amount of gold coins.

The amount of gold the Primarch now has is enough to quickly buy the next piece of equipment, although he has not yet decided whether to buy magic resistance or armor.

Sure enough, amid the Primarch's cries of resistance, Rainfather Rotigus slowly climbed out of the trench, dragging his rotten, dilapidated body oozing with disgusting green water.

Rotigus, also known as Rotigus the Rainmaker, Rainfather and The Bountiful, is a powerful Great Unclean One and a Daedric Prince of Nurgle. Rotigus is the epitome of Nurgle's generosity and fertility. None is more familiar with the calamities of the world than the Lord of Decay himself.

Rotigus manifests the Flood of Nurgle - a morbid storm that swirls forever around him, and the Unclean Ones sway in thunderous laughter.

Enemies who don't drown before Rotigus' generosity find themselves crushed by his massive bulk. Matching his "giving" personality, Rotigus also has a rich "fountain" - able to spew out endless filth.

A fetid soup of alkaline plague water, half-digested flesh, and the most acidic bile in the worlds, this liquid can melt armor and cause city walls to rot and crumble.

Rotigus's massive body was covered in random tooth-like holes, cracking and retching infectious, septic fluid.

The Primarch dodged Rotigus's greeting gift, a mixture of stinking soup and disgusting saliva, with his agile figure. The solid bedrock where he was originally standing, which was blasted out of the ground by the lava bomb, was easily corroded by the stinking soup into a large pit, just like the craters on the surface of the moon.

After presenting the greeting gift, the great demon of Nurgle spoke.

"Garen Crownguard, I admire your strong body very much. On behalf of you, I sincerely invite you to join my back garden. You will become my favorite demon prince.

All the loving fathers in the garden are willing to share with you. "

After a pause, Rotigs corrected himself.

"Everything in the garden, except Aisha, the goddess of life, is shared with you by the loving father. You are free to mix everything you want."

"This is a great gift. Join us. There is no future in following the Emperor.

The human empire he painstakingly built was already riddled with holes and in tatters. "

"too ugly."

The Primarch suddenly interrupted Rotigus's self-righteous words.

"what?"

Rotigs was a little confused and asked again uncertainly.

"I say, Nurgle's minions are too ugly. Look at each of you, none of you look like a human. The ugliest race in the galaxy is thousands of times prettier than Nurgle's minions.

Not to mention the disgusting body odor of Nurgle who hasn't bathed for millions of years. You want me to become something as ugly as you. Rest--!"

The Primarch cursed in the most vicious terms.

"If it's Slaanesh's advice to surrender, I can still consider it, but if it's Nurgle's, you better give up on it!"

"."

Now Rotigus understood that when the great demon under Slaanesh went out, he asked it to lose some weight and wear some black stockings to persuade it to surrender.

"Damn you! Feel the wrath of the loving Father, you vicious disrespecter!"

(End of this chapter)