I'm in Warhammer, please don't praise Doraemon

Chapter 323 Two Nurgle Garden Rednecks

If everything perfect has its shadow, and everything in order has its disorder, then Illyrium is the shadow and disorder of Macragge.

This city of rough stone belonging to the Macragge barbarians is the most isolated place outside the Macragge political system.

The barbarian leader who worshipped primitive beliefs and recaptured this place without bloodshed,
But the barbarians were originally a loose collection of tribes, and even their internal beliefs were bizarre. The barbarian leader tamed by Robert Guilliman was only the commander of the tribal alliance.
Privately, those tribes still did not submit to Macragge's rule. Even after thousands of years, their descendants still worshiped those ancient gods in private.

Naturally, there are a large number of Chaos believers among them, who worship the four Chaos Evil Gods.

Zhou Yun once asked Robert Guilliman why he didn't destroy Illyrium.

He originally thought that Guilliman would reply with something like "These are all his people, and not all of them are Chaos believers."

But Guilliman replied: "When you find a toilet is blocked, the best thing to do is not to blow it up and let the excrement spray out."

"As long as Illyrium exists, it will continue to gather Chaos followers from all over Macragge. They will fight among themselves and consume each other to maintain the balance. We only need to encircle and suppress them regularly."

"To describe it in a sentence I once read in an ancient book of the Dragon Kingdoms, 'Scattered they are a sky full of stars, gathered they are a pile of shit.'"

Zhou Yun therefore sincerely admired Guilliman's political wisdom.

Surrounded by three, one is missing, leaving a way out empty.
The followers of the Four Chaos Gods are like this. Each one of them is extremely dangerous when fighting alone, but when they gather together, the threat is reduced.

Because they will always choose to take a bite out of the followers of other Chaos Gods first.

"Pfft!!"

A figure in a dark green robe rushed quickly in front of Illyrium's pipe. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body was covered with scars.
The cage under the robe clanked and crows cawed in it
"This is the sixth time. This is the sixth time." Festus, who was wearing a dark green robe, gritted his teeth and said,
Their church received an oracle from the Great Father six days ago.
The messenger of the loving father is about to come, and two carrion-eating crows are needed as hosts for the messenger.
So they made six attempts, and the first five attempts were met with accidents.

The Ultramarines' siege team broke into the ceremony site, the newly captured crows died of heatstroke due to the sun, the crows were bitten to death by a venomous snake, the priest in charge of the ceremony had his neck bitten off by a hound halfway through, and the crows in the cage inexplicably turned into two blue eagles.
They experienced six inexplicable failures.
This time, for the sixth time, Festus and his companions were tasked with escorting the crows to the ceremony site.
They still encountered a lot of obstacles.

First, the Ultramar auxiliary army began to search, then they met two beautiful young women on the road who seduced them, then a group of strong men were crazy and wanted to fight them to the death, and finally a fortune teller tried to trick the crow in his arms.

There were still a large number of followers of the evil god trying to help him. After many hardships and sacrifices of his companions, he finally sent the crow to the door of the ritual site.
Festus rushed into the ceremony venue, holding high the cage in his arms, with two pitch-black crows cawing inside.

"The host body of the messenger of God has arrived!"

Festus shouted:

"For the sixth time, we finally succeeded!"

Other believers in the ceremony venue cast excited glances.

Festus smiled, his abdomen was bleeding uncontrollably, his vitality was draining away.

But it doesn't matter, he has already felt it, felt the Father's garden calling.
The priest closest to Festus smiled beautifully, gently stroked Festus's dying cheek, and took the caged crow from his hand.
"My Lord appreciates your devotion, and may your soul join mine in His Garden."

".Oh, but it's not the Plague God's garden, it's the Lady of Thirst's."

The pastor's eyes flashed with purple light, and he grabbed two crows from the cage and stuffed them into his pants.

He had grass-fed the two crows alive before his followers could stop him.

"Let's make our seventh attempt."

After cleaning up the bodies of Festus and the priest corrupted by the Lady of Thirst, the leader of the Great Father Church of Illyrium said with gritted teeth.

Two crows with feathers covered with maggots and rotten flesh flapped their wings and took off from the rough stone tower of Illyrium, flying towards the direction of Hera's fortress.

After seven days and seven attempts, the followers of Illyrium finally completed the ritual and transformed the two crows.
The two crows became the hosts of two souls from the Garden of Nurgle, allowing them to move in the material universe.
Monger flapped his wings somewhat uncomfortably, unable to bear the restraint brought by this physical body.
He hasn't returned to the material universe for a long, long time.
His former body dissolved into the biomass pool in the Asford Hive.
Then, with the help of Nurglings, his soul was able to return to the garden of his father.

The reason for returning this time is to complete a mission given by the loving father.
"Lian Russ or Zhou Yun, that guy."

Flying in the air, Monger shook the crow's head slightly:
"Do you hate him, brother?"

Monger asked his brother Markit who was flying beside him.

"I am grateful to him."

Markit opened the crow's mouth and replied calmly:

"After my soul returned to the garden of the kind father, I realized that not everyone can bear the love of the kind father." "If we had succeeded and dragged the entire Asford into the domain of the kind father, most people would have become zombies, culture media for fungi and nests for parasites."

"The loving father loves mankind, just as he loves every living creature. This love is equal and deep, and the people of Asford cannot bear it."

"Although Zhou Yun did not save everyone, he at least saved far more people than should have survived."

"This sounds like a questioning of our father's faith, brother," said Monger, flapping his wings a few times.

Market just shook her head slightly: "The loving father doesn't care. The loving father just loves us all equally."

“Even vile souls like us can belong to His garden if we can accept and endure this love.”

"I hope we can complete our father's commission and repay this great love."

Listening to what Markit said, Monger cackled twice.

"Don't worry, brother." Mengge said, "Our mission is just to bring a message to Zhou Yun. It's too simple."

"Besides, we are just two little crows now. Who can find us?"

Listening to Monger's words, Markit nodded slightly in approval.

Yes, they are just two little crows, who can find them?

But Markit didn't notice that just behind them, one meter away from them, a pair of eyes glowing with psychic energy were staring at them.

Digris in the Ptolemy Library retracted his gaze slightly. He noticed that two corrupted things were heading towards the Hera Fortress.

What amused Digris the most was that these two little Nurgle believers actually thought they would not be discovered?

When they came up with the idea of ​​going to Hera Fortress, Digris predicted their existence.
Don't you know that there is a Digris in Macragge? Two Nurgle Garden country bumpkins, I really don't know which remote demon world they came from
What? Asford, the Hades System?

Originally, Digris planned to shoot down the two crows with a long-range psychic lightning.

But when he heard them talking about Asford, Ryan Russ and Zhou Yun, he immediately realized that the two crows were coming for Zhou Yun.

This forced Diglis to pay more attention.

He quickly injected his thoughts into psychic energy and projected them into the mind of Mephiston who was at the Doraemon Company base, asking Mephiston to inform Zhou Yun about the matter and let him make a judgment.

"Lord Digris! You're slacking off again! We're going to report you to Lord Guilliman!"

The two clowns stood upside down on the table and wrote false history, while they shouted at Digris.

These two people were rescued from the Black Library by Lord Zhou Yun and sent to Digris.
It must be said that the Eldar, especially the Eldar Clown, are really good at making up history. After they came, Digris' workload was reduced a lot.
This allowed him to take some time off and relax by observing the entire Macragge with his psychic powers.

However, the personalities of these two Eldar clowns were even worse than those of Cato Sicarius of the Second Company.
Sicarius is just proud, and these two buffoons are annoying, always writing some weird and extremely blasphemous things,
"What do you mean by slacking off? Is monitoring the security of the entire Macragge considered slacking off? Have you completed your work?"

Diglis asked sharply, and then saw the almost completed fake historical files in front of the two clowns.

"Are you almost done? Let me take a look."

The clown chuckled and handed the historical file he had just compiled to Diglis.
Digris lowered his head and found that this file was used to fill in the history of the Illyrium rebellion during the Second Empire.

The first article introduces how Illyrium was reconquered by Robert Guilliman, who had not yet returned to the Empire.

"Young Roboute Guilliman tames the tribal chieftain of Illyrium with his tight groove"

Diglis instinctively read out the titles of these paragraphs, and then his face suddenly darkened.

He threw the book into the clown's face.

"If you dare to write such blasphemous things again, I will use my psychic power to blow all of you up into the sky."

"Then let His Excellency Zhou Yun throw you back to the Black Library!"

(End of this chapter)