Warhammer: I don't want to become a stinky can!

Radon blinked and looked up at the other side, as if staring through a wall at the area where the Untouchables were stationed on the Endurance.

If they are not welcome here, they can just go somewhere else.

As long as the person who killed Jose doesn't come back, it's fine.

He will never come back.

Radon suppressed his pleased smile, put on a serious face, and reported to Garo and Fernando, who had just entered.

Ah, how he disliked the Death Guard's always oppressive atmosphere.

Planet 373, Sigma.

“We want freedom!”

A surging crowd of people crowded and clamored outside the city walls.

We demand the truth!

The crowd began banging on the doors and throwing rotten fruit and meat at the guards on the city walls.

"Bring out the Black Priest! Give the people an explanation!"

"Explain! Explain! Explain!"

Everyone started to get excited, noisy, and crowded.

"Calm down! Everyone, calm down!"

A massive, robotic machine roared in from the dense forest outside the city, its flowing, shimmering green liquid directly connecting to the girl's back.

Reibo stood on the robot's raised hand and shouted loudly,

Upon seeing the arrival of their leader, the noisy crowd that had been charging into the city instantly fell silent.

Ruibo lowered her eyes and looked at the crowd some distance away from her.

It's always like this; she's used to it.

But she hopes that one day, she can also step into the crowd.

So she took a breath and spoke again.

"We, the Vine Academy, only demand an explanation from the Black Priest!"

A slender, fair-skinned woman stood atop a sturdy, towering machine and began her speech.

"We don't want violence, we just want an explanation!"

Ruibo clenched one fist and placed it against his chest, while opening the other hand.

"The people have lived in lies for countless years. We have witnessed countless people die under the influence of the divine realm. Those were our family members and friends."

“We watched them grow weaker day by day, we watched them wither away.”

"And our weak pulse tells us that sooner or later we will follow in their footsteps!"

“Bishop Mazel, tell us why we have to go through all this?!”

"Just for your stupid and absurd religion?!"

The last syllable was screamed by the girl in a hoarse, heart-wrenching voice.

"Stupid! Ridiculous! Stupid! Ridiculous!"

The crowd erupted in a tremendous roar.

On the city wall, a young face appeared, and Reeb recognized him as a believer under Bishop Mazel.

You're the one who's misleading people!

The young man shouted,

"As the divine child in prophecy, you have received the blessings of the divine realm,"

"Yet you go and study heretical doctrines; you are born of a god, yet you act like a shameful priestess!"

She's lying to you!

The man shouted,

"She's just a brat who doesn't want to accept church rules and runs away shouting!"

The man laughed.

"You followed her in the first place because she could roam freely in the realm of the gods!"

"And now you come to insult God!"

"Ask yourselves honestly, besides her bizarre and self-justifying words, what other evidence can you produce?!"

The crowd fell silent.

However, another man in the crowd spoke up.

"If you hadn't made us endure being in that so-called domain, how could the so-called divine child you speak of have appeared!"

"Lady Ruibo is also a victim of your ignorant religion!"

As the man spoke angrily, a rotten fruit hit the man on the head with pinpoint accuracy.

The crowd erupted in chaos again.

"Give us an explanation!!!"

"Open the door! Open the door! Open the door!"

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Chapter 121 Farewell to the Corrupt One, Create Him!

The excited crowd burst through the city gates and surged into the narrow streets, creating a commotion.

The stench of decay accompanied them into this pristine land.

This is a battle of ideas, with businessmen and politicians watching coldly from the sidelines.

Even before that, they had invested in the establishment of the Vine Academy outside the city.

People have long been tired of religions that demand asceticism and devotion, the number of believers is decreasing year by year, the whispers in the shadows, and the wandering eyes.

Bishop Mazel stood silently in Obelisk Square, making his final, wordless rebuttal.

The tide had turned, and he only hoped that they could stop the destruction of God's relics without resorting to violence.

But he thought wrong.

"Shh, be quiet."

Strange language rang in his ears.

The bishop wanted to turn back, but found himself unable to move.

"You are dead, my dear."

The smiling face was a mixture of laughter and tears, and the twisted, eerie fingers brushed across the bishop's neck, where a thin line of blood appeared.

"But you must know the truth; you will be the first to know the truth."

"Because you are a cute little harbinger of doom."

"Oh, don't cry, don't cry."

The voice turned cold.

"Everything is fate."

Mazel blinked one last time—

A stone was thrown precisely from the crowd and hit him on the forehead.

He fell down, and the crowd trampled over his body.

The rebellious god was ushered onto the high platform.

The towering black stone obelisk is devoid of sorrow or joy.

"Today, we will end all of this!"

"Let us guide our civilization with the light of science!"

Ruibo maneuvered the machine, smashing it towards the obelisk—

The machine, which was originally impossible to destroy due to the necromancy technology, suddenly seemed to possess immense power, and a noticeable gap appeared on the perfectly geometric monument.

Past hatred and resentment piled up and were buried deep underground.

However, the explorers who ventured upon it were completely unaware of this.

Just as the friars reached the edge of the wide square, a strange phenomenon occurred.

The stench of decay lingered around everyone's noses.

Sage Kirkland stared in astonishment at his psionic detector, its slender pointer swinging wildly as if trying to break through the limit.

A sudden bell tolled from the woods, mist drifted, birds fell hoarsely from the sky, countless mosses and fungi crawled out from the cracks in the bricks, and a thick, yellowish, putrid fog instantly enveloped the entire city.

Pus, blood, and vomit seeped from the ground, piling up to everyone's ankles in an instant.

The entire square seemed to have turned into a pot of boiling soup.

Maggots wriggled and frantically climbed up people's calves. Those whose legs were not highly mechanized were immediately devoured and fell into the stinking mud, where they were instantly overwhelmed by the dense maggots.

"Uh ah ah ah ah!"

Screams and shattered electronic sounds burst forth from the mud.

The scene was so bizarre that even the logic engine couldn't have imagined it. Most of the friars didn't even have time to react before they frantically tried to pull their fallen comrades out of the mud.

"run!"

"Use fire! Evacuate!"

Damn, it was definitely a trap!

With a shout that tore through the poisonous gas, Hades scooped up Jin, who was about to be swallowed by the flesh, and threw him out of the square.

Hades simultaneously switched to a flamethrower and fired at the frantically writhing maggots!

Awakened by Hades' orders and actions, and driven by their survival instincts, the Guardians frantically drew their weapons and used flames to clear away the maggots around them to prevent themselves from getting stuck in the mud.

Under the firelight, a road leading away from the square was cleared in an instant.

People quickly moved away from the area of ​​the minced meat, and Hades stood at the back of the group, trying to find the center of the anomaly.

The maggots and flesh stopped expanding for a time, and their writhing speed began to slow down significantly. Apart from a few guards who were initially dragged underground, the entire team suffered no other losses.

Hades gritted his teeth; the situation was now quite clear.

This is a scam! This is a fucking scam!

Judging from this scene, if Nurgle hadn't tricked him, Hades would be eating shit today!

Hades cursed inwardly as he began to think wildly.

Hades glanced at the Kirkland sage beside him, who seemed stuck.

If he wasn't mistaken, the reinforcements in the forest and the shuttle were already engaged in battle.

They can't get in touch with them now.

Hades only hoped that the distress signal he had the Mechanic send earlier would be received, but now... if the target truly wanted him dead...

Hey!

It's clear that they'll most likely have to do it themselves.

Moreover, the infantry-based escort troops are not a heavy-firepower support team that can arrive here anytime soon.

Hades tried to contact other teams again, and the good news was that, apart from the Guardians in the square, the other Guardians exploring the city had not been attacked.

However, the mud and blood that had just stopped began to boil, spreading across the entire square, like a pot of porridge.

A huge fly leg emerged from the fleshy mess, its black body covered in barbs resembling barbs.

Then came the second one, and the third one.