Warhammer in a box

Chapter 408 The Fall of the Evil God
"You mean... Tzeentch, Khorne, and Slaanesh?"

"That's right, the scale of their war against each other is much larger than their attack on the mortal world!"

"The eternal war between the four Chaos Gods... But no matter who wins the war between the four gods, it will not benefit us, right? If they really gain the power of Nurgle, won't it be even more difficult to deal with them?"

Zhang Heng also thought of this serious problem.

"They grow stronger? Wouldn't you? They plunder the power of Nurgle's gardens! But Nurgle himself is with us!
That means his divine authority is here! Originally, it was difficult for us to stop Nurgle who was determined to escape, but as his power in the Chaos Realm was plundered and destroyed, he would become weaker and weaker! You see, Nurgle's movements have obviously slowed down!"

Sure enough, after the Emperor's reminder, Zhang Heng discovered that Nurgle's struggle had obviously weakened. If he wanted to get Zhang Heng, who was wreaking havoc in his body, out of his body just now, now he was trying to peel off his body at all costs in exchange for a chance to escape.

Evil gods have no real entity; their existence is formed by specific emotions from mortals and the power of chaos.

Everything about his body, from the invisible to the visible parts, was weakening with every peeling.

However, those stripped, disgusting-looking living swamps filled with living maggots were like treasures in Zhang Heng's eyes.

Just like the chopped-off arm of Brother Gao Mao, the power of Nurgle's stripping can also be used by Zhang Heng.

"More! More! I want more!"

Even the wriggling maggots didn't seem so annoying anymore.

But after the excitement, Zhang Heng quickly thought of a question. If he seized the power of Nurgle, wouldn't the power that represents despair, decay, stagnation and death turn him into another evil god?

Zhang Heng directly expressed his concerns.

"The evil gods are never a collection of a single negative emotion, they also control positive emotions. In addition to those negative powers, Nurgle also controls life, compassion, family affection, happiness, love, and mercy!

This is why those demons call him the benevolent father. We use this part of power. When you are the true god of mankind, these powers in your hands will exert a power beyond that in the hands of Nurgle!"

After hearing the explanation, Zhang Heng felt relieved.

But the emperor dealt him another blow.

"Zhang Heng, I can't control your body for you any longer. If I continue like this, your soul will be exhausted before I succeed. You have to rely on yourself from now on!"

"what?"

The emperor's words made Zhang Heng, who originally thought the situation was very good, panic again.

It’s over, the power leveling player is going offline!
"Zhang Heng, you have to remember that here, you are the Divine Emperor they are talking about. In the end, you have to rely on yourself to save your followers!"

After the emperor said this, Zhang Heng felt that his body was back in his hands again.

"Yes... I am the God-Emperor of this world... If I continue to rely on the power of the Emperor, I will ultimately be nothing more than a puppet..."

As if it had figured it out, the Emperor's Sword in his hand seemed to recognize its master, and the flames that shot up into the sky began to burn everything in Nurgle's body.

Nurgle, who had begun to approach the rift, found himself unable to move forward even a single step.

The Emperor's holy fire completely burned his lower body.

He opened his mouth, which was as big as a crack in a valley, and shouted towards the other side of the crack.

"Your end will be the same as mine, and he will kill you too! You think you are the winners, but soon you will join me too! Kids! Fight to the last moment!"

Nurgle's desperate voice spread through the gate throughout the Nurgle Garden. The Nurgle demons seemed to have heard the despair of their father and launched a final attack on the demons of the remaining evil gods.

"Human... you will be devoured by that cursed creature sooner or later!"

Zhang Heng also heard Nurgle's voice, but the only thing on his mind was killing Nurgle. However, Nurgle's desperate counterattack still made Zhang Heng feel exhausted.

The plague could corrupt even his divine body.

"The plague. If we don't solve it, both sides will suffer in the end!"

Thinking of this, Zhang Heng hardened his heart and briefly left the box. Returning to his own world, Zhang Heng grabbed the disinfectant that had been placed next to the box and directly materialized it into the box.

When Zhang Heng returned to the box, he also had a bottle of disinfectant filled with the power of faith in his hand.

With a force, Zhang Heng grabbed it and exploded it. The high-concentration disinfectant from Gao Wei exploded instantly in Nurgle's body.

For a moment, Nurgle's body that came into contact with the disinfectant was melting rapidly!

"It works!" Looking at the corroded gap, Zhang Heng gathered all his strength at the tip of the sword and delivered a full-strength attack!
When he broke out of Nurgle's body, Nurgle's body began to dissipate, and the power contained in Nurgle's body immediately began to permeate Zhang Heng's kingdom of God.

"I can feel it!"

Before Zhang Heng could recover from the joy of killing Nurgle, he felt that the positive part of divine authority belonging to Nurgle became ownerless. Zhang Heng began to accept this part of divine authority without hesitation.

The negative part can go directly to the Garden of Nurgle.

A huge amount of divine power began to pour into Zhang Heng's body, and for a moment Zhang Heng felt like he was about to burst. This was the power that Nurgle had accumulated for countless years.

Zhang Heng felt that the soul power that was consumed by the Emperor's possession began to recover at an extremely fast speed, and his whole body began to radiate dazzling light like the sun.

"No! I feel like my soul can no longer accept any more power."

Although he was reluctant, in order not to waste this part of the divine power, Zhang Heng could only transfer the part of the divine power that could not be absorbed and use it to repair his kingdom of God after the war.

The cursed warriors who had lost their self-consciousness regained their sanity, and the kingdom of God that had been stripped away and used as weapons began to be repaired, and the dim golden throne regained its color.

As energy was continuously absorbed by Zhang Heng's kingdom of God, the boundaries of the kingdom of God began to expand continuously. If Zhang Heng's kingdom of God was more like a space before, then the kingdom of God now is slowly becoming more like a world.

The part of Nurgle that represents the divine authority of life is giving Zhang Heng's kingdom the right to have life. In the kingdom of God, there are no longer only the buildings created by Zhang Heng and the cursed warriors that exist in the form of souls. The originally lifeless land is actually beginning to sprout green grass and is growing at a very fast speed.

As the Kingdom of God grew stronger and coexisted with it, Zhang Heng also felt his own power gradually increasing.

With the death of Nurgle, all Nurgle believers in the mortal world wailed in pain. The power of the father disappeared from their bodies. Many people who were infected with the severe plague even recovered suddenly.

The goddess of life who did not join the battlefield in the mortal world also sensed all of this. Although her divine authority overlaps with that of Nurgle, Nurgle's authority level is much higher than hers.

At this moment, she also sensed obvious changes in the followers of the Emperor of God. A nun who believed in the Emperor of God and was taking care of the wounded suddenly used the magic of life on the wounded.

"Impossible, this is impossible! Is there really anyone who can completely kill that evil god?" At this moment, Shaya let go of her dignity as a god and actually knelt on the ground. If those evil gods could really be killed, then this world would see hope.

This is the world's first real victory against the invasion of Chaos. All previous victories were merely delaying the speed of death.

Almost every statue of the Emperor of God in the church began to emit a faint light, and the acquisition of new authority began to manifest in all aspects, as if announcing to the world the birth of a powerful god.

In Ulthuan, Asuryan and the surviving elven gods also sensed all of this.

“Maybe we don’t have to run away this time.”

The first generation of Slankrock, who had been sleeping on Lustria, also opened his eyes. No Lizardman noticed his awakening, but he activated an unknown creation on the Emerald Throne under him. The spaceship left by the Ancient Saint to the Lizardmen began to emit some kind of signal.

(End of this chapter)