Hyperion, but in Warhammer 40K

Seven curses, seven diseases, seven blessings!

Zhou Ye could already imagine the echoes of decadent music from the highest heavens. That was Nurgle's corruption, and he wanted to bring corruption down upon this castle, destroying it from within.

"Is it coming? Fortunately, I'm prepared."

Looking at the green mist that was constantly condensing in the sky, Zhou Ye also took out a flag.

Simulated·Black Abyss White Flower·Battle Flag Mode.

This weapon, which Zhou Ye had used to target Nurgle from the very beginning, was taken out at this time, and it contained the terrifying power of withering. If it were used in the warp, it would not have much effect, but this was in reality.

There was already a veil separating it from the Warp, let alone a mere Rainfather. Even if Nurgle himself attacked, he would be weakened to a certain extent. Of course, the most important point was that he really used all his strength.

In this war, if we don't eat a few big demons or demon primarchs, we will be at a loss.

"Be careful, those poisonous rains are very troublesome."

At this moment, Volvo of the Space Wolves in the trench also looked at the poisonous rain in the sky, and then looked at the Weepers who were a head taller than him and wearing brand new equipment. He was a little confused about how this guy became so big.

But then he thought of the elder's words: he was the best biological priest in the entire galaxy. With his age-old fearlessness certification, Volvo didn't seem to need to think anymore.

"Elder, you haven't had much contact with demons in the past. This poisonous rain will corrupt mortals, and if you activate the energy shield, your energy will be quickly depleted."

"Don't worry, the commander has made all the necessary preparations."

"Sir..."

Although this wasn't the first time he'd heard this, Volvo still gritted his teeth. Who on earth was this person that could earn the thousand-year-old Fearless such respect?

But it was useless to say anything at this moment, because Zhou Ye had already stood at the highest point of the fortress holding their Pioneering Star battle flag.

Then...

This

Accompanied by a crisp collision sound, Zhou Ye also smashed the battle flag in his hand down fiercely.

In an instant, a black barrier enveloped the entire fortress. Green rain fell from the sky, but the moment it touched the barrier, the plague within was completely killed, transforming into sweet rain.

At the same time, a surge of vitality began to explode within the fortress, and countless people felt their wounds slowly healing. It was not the unnecessary growth of Nurgle, but a force that came from the very source of life.

"Your Excellency's plans are always perfect. This is the Chapter's sacred relic. Now we have ample water resources. Prepare for battle. They are about to attack."

Looking at the rain falling on him, Fearless of the Wolf Group also said with a smile at this time.

At the same time, the zombies began to move slowly towards here.

But at this moment, in the rotten garden of the subspace.

A huge figure slowly opened its eyes, and then its huge body slowly moved. As it moved, voices of praise rang out throughout the garden.

"Death, such pure death. Who is it, who is it? I want him, I want him. Where is he, where is he? So that's it, there he is. Go, go find that person and bring him to me."

At this moment, Nurgle's eyes were filled with kindness. He saw death and life. It was the life of creation and the death of decay, so similar to himself.

Nurgle was kind, and he felt that one of his children had drifted into the cesspool of the real universe. Such an existence was best enjoyed only by his side.

It can make your garden more fragrant and make life here more prosperous.

At this moment, Nurgle's heart was moved. This being seemed to be born for him, and the kind-hearted Nurgle wanted to bless him.

but.......

"Why can't I see you, my most perfect child, where are you?"

At this moment, Nurgle was like a father who had lost his child, scratching his head in the garden. Feeling the father's sorrow, countless Nurgle spirits shed tears and put away their bright smiles.

"The cursed, the cursed, the cursed..."

At this moment, Nurgle felt a surge of rage once again, a rage beyond words. If he were to act personally, he would undoubtedly draw the gaze of the Damned. Even he was wary of the pale sun, and now that the Great Rift hadn't opened, it was inconvenient for him to act rashly.

Otherwise, he would have immediately torn the veil aside and embraced his beloved child. He couldn't see anything; it must be the cursed one. The cursed one had robbed him of his beloved offspring, blocking his sight.

But at this moment, the person next to him was holding a sickle and his hands were shaking.

Mortarion felt a deep hostility towards his rival, a rival he had never met before. For the first time, he felt this longing from his father, as if... it was within his own Primarch.

"I am my father's favorite child."

At this moment, Mortarion was also silently thinking with gnashing teeth, but at this moment...

"I asked Typhon to prepare an extremely rare warp artifact that can open a path to reality for you. Go and bring back your brother."

"Yes."

Hearing this, Mortarion gritted his teeth and said that he would teach that brother a lesson.

I am the noble Primarch, who is worthy of calling me a brother?

PS: There is one more update, but it will probably be a little late. I plan to try my best to get on the list and see if I can get the first place in the click list next week.

Although there are four updates today, the overall update count has not decreased because I increased the number of words in each chapter.

I beg for everything here. I've tried my best. And don't worry, I'm mentally ill to mess up my life. Reverse, reverse, understand?

Finally, recommend books

It's a Phantom Thief, Not an Arsonist

Introduction: Although I can 'hypnosis', 'time stop' and 'invisibility', I am a serious thief! !

(The world view of the comics will introduce the abilities of the protagonist, so even those who have not played or watched the P series or the True Goddess series can read it with confidence)

(Characters that have appeared include Conan, JOJO, FATE, etc.)

Chapter 45: Go and invite your Primarch Typhons (Fourth Update)

After hearing Nurgle's words, Mortarion was already rubbing the scythe in his hand that was filled with the smell of corruption.

Who are his brothers? They are great Primarchs like Guilliman and Sanguinius. In his eyes, even the Great Purifiers are inferior to him.

Mortarion was very unhappy, but he couldn't disobey his father's order. So he had already made preparations, intending to cut off his "brother's" limbs, make him into a human stick, and then bring him before his father.

Anyway, with the Father's grace, this injury will heal instantly.

So Mortarion was very unhappy, very unhappy.

..........

At the top of the fortress, Zhou Ye was holding the Black Abyss White Flower that he had modified himself.

The power of withering enveloped the perimeter, forming a black barrier. Rainfather's rain, slain by the black withering, was then blessed anew by the power of creation, allowing injuries to heal quickly. However, this effect was somewhat silent, and without whispers or other such nonsense, so even if the Astartes noticed, they wouldn't notice the problem.

Of course, Zhou Ye held back and didn't release all his authority. Otherwise, they would see what Nurgle really was. These people could easily draw their knives and chop at the corpses, just to test their recovery ability.

However, Zhou Ye has not yet confirmed the opponent's full strength 100%, so Zhou Ye also ensures that he can minimize his efforts while activating the power in his hands.

It is not the time to reveal your cards yet, and the situation is actually very stable.

His own supplies were abundant, and draining a planet dry with a single tithe was no joke. It was a bit of a hassle for the oil man who had taken his three STC templates to make up the tithe.

It’s not that they have no way to make up the difference, it just takes a little time to prepare the supplies.

Zhou Ye naturally estimated that they could fight here for a year or two. During this period of time, he didn't believe that Nurgle was not anxious. After all, he was doing this secretly. His goal was to establish a stable anchor point in the real world and then occupy 500 worlds.

Make yourself the most powerful among the four vendors within a period of time.

"They refused the gift of blessing... No, there's something wrong with those things. Everyone prepare to attack and must capture the false emperor's lackeys. You, take a small team and test it out."

At this point, a group of Death Guard Astartes also noticed the problem. They couldn't understand what was happening. Why did the Father's Grace completely fail? Shouldn't more people join their camp?

So at this time, the Death Guard's captain also gave orders to his team of canned goods, asking them to test the waters first to see the other side's combat effectiveness.

At this time, on the fortress position, a group of soldiers were shooting wildly with their weapons in the criss-crossing trenches.

Of course, the so-called defensive position wouldn't consist of just one layer. The Imperial Fists' Thousand-Year Dreadnoughts laid out a dense, crisscrossing network of trenches. They also prepared routes of retreat. While the Governor's Mansion was strong, there couldn't be just one Governor's Mansion. His plan was to make every trench a meat grinder for the heretics.

The only thing that annoyed him was that a battle brother beside him kept nagging him, saying that they should use the trench as a flexible attack point and keep advancing and attacking the enemy, but considering that the other party was his brother, he had no intention of taking action.

"The traitors are coming!!!"

At this moment, someone said something, and everyone's attention was focused. At this moment, a few obese figures appeared among the Nurgle zombies. They were the Death Guard.

The traitor defected to Nurgle at that moment. All the Astartes belonging to the Pioneer Star on the entire battlefield were furious at this moment.

Especially the group of people at the front line who were so silent that people thought they were a group of dead bodies, but at this time they released huge anger.

Then...

“They’re crazy!!!”

At this moment, Volvo, who was also on the front line, said with a bit of surprise, because he saw that group of people actually jumped out of the trench and directly confronted the group of rotten and bloated cans. Then, guns and artillery roared from both sides.

He saw with his own eyes several men, blood and fire splattered all over their bodies. After receiving a single fatal wound, they quickly climbed to their feet and continued to shoot. This immense vitality left the group of wolf cubs stunned.

Why do their tactics look familiar? Oh, they are the same as the Death Guard on the opposite side. That’s fine.

Wait, like Death Guard?

At that moment, Volvo discovered the G-spot. Isn't this the Death Guard? And why is it that they have more vitality than the group of plague pigs on the opposite side? The plague pigs have fallen down and can't get up, but they are still outputing.

Of course, this is also related to Zhou Ye's modification. After all, it is from the Nurgle series. So when he modified their gene seeds, he added some creative powers.

So this gives them super strong resilience, at least in the real world, no worse than those blessed plague pigs.

I really want Volvo to find out the problem, so there is no way the Death Guard on the opposite side has not noticed it.

"Brothers across the way, what are you doing? Why don't you come to the arms of the loving father? Here there is a father, there are brothers, there is endless joy and the fragrance of the garden."

It was obvious that the soldiers in those companies were still too young and had no idea about, or were not very clear about, the previous rebellion.

They felt a special breath, it was their brother.

The group of cans on the opposite side are their battle brothers, so the leading Death Guard also shouted immediately.

only.....

"Get out, you bunch of plague pigs!!!"

The Death Guard's captain spoke directly at this moment, startling everyone. The wolf cubs, who had originally wanted to question their elders, were stunned. "Are all of you Pioneer Stars so eloquent?"

"You who surrender to the filthy excrement have forgotten your glory. The fallen Gene Father has no idea what you are like now. Go and make him come over to face me. Let Gene Father Typhons come over here!!!"

"what?"

"Ok?"

"Hi?"

At this moment, the Crying Man, the Wolf Cub and the Death Guard on the opposite side were all confused.

Your genetic father is not Mortarion, so what the hell is Typhons.

"Fuck, I've influenced you."

Zhou Ye, who was observing the situation on the other side, couldn't help but cover his eyes. In fact, he wanted to do it himself. But now he realized that he had given them too much private goods, and each of them had special skills.

He had thought that the Contemptor Dreadnought crying with a group of weepers was enough of a Tzeentch, but who knew that the Death Guard, who were usually silent and made him wonder if they were mute, would be so Tzeentch as soon as they opened their mouths. For an Astartes, such a thing as mistaking the Father of Genes was almost unimaginable.

But as for Zhou Ye...

What? Isn't Typhon the genetic father of the Death Guard? And isn't Mortarion his first captain?

"Never mind, this is all part of the plan."

Seeing this, Zhou Ye silently covered his eyes, unable to bear to look at it anymore.

Sure enough, the Death Guard on the opposite side exploded.

"This is blasphemy, you heretics!!!"

PS: The update is done, the fourth one. To make it easier for everyone to read and avoid being called a "dog of fragmentation," I've added quite a few words to each chapter, so please be kind. Call me thick and long!!!

I won’t say any more and will go to rest. I’ll see how things go tomorrow.

Finally, hurry up and use all your votes to whip me hard.

Finally, kowtow here.

Chapter 46 Death Guard: The Pseudo-Emperor's Running Dogs Smell So Bad

"Heresy, blasphemy!!!"

At this moment, this was the only thought of these front-line Death Guards. How dare they blaspheme their own father like this?