Kingdom Come: Deliverance, but Warhammer 40k

Henry knelt down on one knee.

They began examining the doctor's worsening arm.

The terrifying bluish-green color was almost touching his head.

Beneath the originally smooth skin, individual blue veins seemed to have gained their own life, wandering back and forth along the skin's texture.

Occasionally, a disgusting pustules would swell up, pause for a moment, and then slowly deflate.

The Secret Within a Secret

The newly acquired talent lit up and was activated by Henry.

One of the most important alchemical talents in Kingdom Come: Deliverance, it allows alchemists to create "Henry-class" potions.

The so-called "Henry level" often signifies an inexplicable miracle.

Therefore, the resulting potions will have additional effects on top of the original ones.

Those potions can no longer be simply called alchemical achievements.

It's more like a kind of black magic that only exists in medieval legends.

But now.

This talent has changed.

Grudge left its mark on it.

Materials are no longer important.

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Or rather...

Anything can become a material.

As long as you get the result you want in the end.

Countless roads lead to the same destination.

What the "Secret of Secrets" can do is to point out the most suitable path for Henry among countless options, based on the current circumstances.

Henry slowly closed his eyes.

An inexplicable intuition rose from the bottom of my heart.

It was as if an unseen hand was pressing down on the back of his head, forcibly drawing his gaze to the messy clutter around him.

It tells Henry what he should do if he wants to achieve his goals.

Henry straightened up.

He turned and walked toward the fleshy wall at the edge of the passage.

With a flick of the wrist, the serrated edge of the chainsaw sword slid across the wall.

puff.

Several dark red blood vessels, each as thick as a thumb, were severed at the root.

Instead of drying out after landing, they twisted back and forth like severed earthworms, head to tail.

Balu's eyelids twitched uncontrollably as he watched.

"What are you doing, Henry?"

Why pick up something like that?

Henry ignored him and walked to the corner.

Next to a broken section of ventilation duct, a cluster of eerie gray-green fungal carpet was growing.

Henry drew the dagger from his waist, carefully peeled back the outer layer, and picked out the few pieces of mycelium with strange silver-white patterns from the deepest part.

He then returned to the doctor's side.

Looking at Henry, who was silent and whose eyes had lost all their light, the doctor shrank back in fright.

"What...what exactly do you want to do?"

Henry grabbed his left hand.

At the edge of that completely festering, greenish wound, a few fine, long hairs had sprouted at some point.

It doesn't feel like human body hair at all.

Instead, it is as soft as a dandelion in spring, and even floats gently in the air.

Henry pinched the downy feathers with two fingers and pulled hard.

The doctor gasped in pain, tears welling in his eyes.

"Almost there."

Henry muttered to himself.

The tip of the dagger picked out a small piece of hardened scab that had just formed from the green blood flowing from the doctor's body.

After watching this entire set of fluid and graceful movements.

Baru felt increasingly uneasy; Henry before him seemed to have been bewitched by Nurgle.

Pazu had heard of this on the merchant ship.

Cultists who follow Nurgle will give the poison they concoct as gifts to those around them.

He really couldn't hold back any longer.

"Hey, Henry."

"Please don't tell me..."

"Are you planning to stuff this garbage into his mouth?"

Henry nodded readily.

"Um."

Listen to me, brother... you might be under a lot of pressure right now.

"Calm down first."

He silently pulled out the explosive pistol he had just put away.

"Believe me."

"The doctor was absolutely prepared to give his life for the emperor."

Upon hearing this, the doctor, who was lying on the ground, lifted his head like a spring.

"I don't!"

His will to survive made his voice even louder than before.

"I don't want to die at all!"

Henry ignored their argument.

He has already started working on the materials at hand.

There is no familiar alchemy platform here.

There was no crucible, not even a decent container could be found.

He casually unscrewed the military water bottle at his waist.

Pour the remaining half-pot of clean water directly onto the deck.

Then he threw in the odds and ends one by one.

Hyphae, blood vessels, toxic blood, and hard scabs.

boom--

Henry turned the chainsaw sword to the side and pressed the high-speed rotating serrations against the bottom of the kettle.

Sparks flew everywhere.

The outer shell of the military water bottle turned red and hot at a visible speed.

The strange liquid in the pot began to boil wildly, bubbling with green bubbles.

The liquids mixed together, constantly churning and fermenting, emitting an indescribable stench.

Henry was completely focused on adjusting the friction of the saw teeth.

Stir continuously.

Just as the medicine was about to be completed.

The familiar laughter rang in my ears again.

Hehe...

Hehehe...

A round Nurgle did a somersault in mid-air.

It landed with a thud next to Henry.

It hugged its belly and laughed so hard it almost fell over.

"Henry—"

"You've accepted the gift!"

"Here's the gift!"

It patted its round belly, its eyes curving into crescents.

"When will you accept your father's love?"

"hug--"

"I love hugs the most!"

It spread out its short arms.

It staggered and lunged forward, then passed right through Henry's body.

Henry ignored him.

Continue stirring the medicine in the pot.

Negroid was not discouraged.

Instead, he started jumping around Henry in circles.

Singing that strange nursery rhyme.

"Gurgle gurgle—"

"Enduring and enduring—"

"Just a little bit more—"

"Just a little bit more—"

As it was singing, it suddenly stopped.

He tilted his head back, which was covered in tumors.

"This last ingredient."

"What is it?"

"Can you tell me what it is?"

Henry finally stopped what he was doing.

He slowly turned his head.

Look at the hopping Nurgle.

He suddenly smiled.

"It's a talkative Nurgle."

The ghoul tilted its head.

"Why?"

The chainsaw sword swept across instantly.

The high-speed rotating saw teeth tore it from its shoulder all the way down to its waist.

The green body exploded into a shower of pus.

Even though the entire body had been cut in half.

The mouth that had fallen onto the deck was still laughing heartlessly.

"No wonder the red one likes you—"

"No wonder the red one likes you—"

"Ha ha ha ha--"

The maniacal laughter grew increasingly faint.

It eventually dissipated completely into the cold air.

at the same time.

Henry's military water bottle suddenly fell silent.

The liquid inside.

It had turned completely black.

It was as thick as unrefined petroleum.

Several small, unidentified limbs could still be vaguely seen, slowly floating in the viscous liquid.

[Obtained - Henry-grade Calendula Elixir.]

[Heals wounds.]

[Relieves fatigue.]

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[It can partially neutralize warp forces originating from Nurgle.]

He is willing to be more lenient with disobedient children.

Henry pulled out the cork with satisfaction.

It was handed to the doctor.

The doctor only glanced at it, and it was as if the person had come back to life.

Using both hands and feet, they desperately tried to shrink back.

No, I won't drink it.

"Don't come any closer."

Henry, however, still held up the water bottle and forcibly pressed his hand to his mouth as he spoke.

"It's okay."

"The more people a doctor dies, the more skilled he is."

He looked at the doctor on the ground and added a sentence.

"Doctor, you are about to reach a significant milestone."