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Chapter 325 The Wolf King Returns, the Emperor Rises

The realm of the Chaos Gods is inhabited by countless demons.
Throughout the ages, they have been waging an eternal war.

Until the human empire rose to power at a speed surpassing that of the gods,

They then united and turned the spearhead of war against humanity.

Nurgle Gardens is the realm of the Plague God in the Chaos Realm. It is a festering, disease-ridden mixture of jungles, forests, swamps, and vegetated areas, all materialized from inexhaustible life.

No mortal, except for the followers of Nurgle, could hope to survive in the garden of the plague god.

Therefore, those chosen to infiltrate Nurgle's Garden are all the elite of the elite.
They possess multiple blessings and are equipped with state-of-the-art technological armor.

These include legendary imperial heroes such as the Living Saint Celestine and the Grey Knight Grand Mentor, Arrogant Guy.

In addition, there are high-level players, cursed warriors, and so on.

With everything ready, Qin Yun and the others set off.

They sailed towards Nurgle Garden aboard the Eldar's ancient relic, the Boneship.

The Nurgle Gardens are teeming with demons, and swarms of plague flies buzz and patrol the garden's many paths, seeking out intruders to torment.
The tiny Nurgles gathered into a wave, frolicking and leaping through the foul-smelling bushes, attempting to play a prank.

Swarms of slug-like Nurgles slithered erratically through the swamp, searching for their unfortunate companions.
On the gallows tree, which oozes sap, fortresses and watchtowers made of putrid fat and molten steel stand out starkly.

Outside of Nurgle Gardens lie countless worlds that have been corrupted and shaped.

Clara lived in such a world.

"There used to be a city here."

As she spoke, she coughed and spat out a mouthful of phlegm containing maggots.
When walking, my hips ache slightly, and I walk with a limp—another wonderful gift from my happy and loving father.

"There has never been a city here," Odifoss shouted, his voice hoarse and strange.

This is a lingering effect left from a swarm of flies that parasitized his throat when he was an infant.

The voice was distorted by the decaying throat, hence the hoarse and strange sound.

Clara was startled by her friend's shout, which roused a swarm of angry flies.

They all flew into the air with a whoosh, a dark mass that looked quite eerie.

“It’s here,” Clara insisted without backing down.
She brushed her greasy, smelly hair away from her intact eye and looked at her companion.

"Those trees."

Clara pointed to the towering toad trees, each covered with thousands of colorful slime caps.
“These used to be tall buildings, as tall as the sky.”

"And these."

Clara then pointed to the moss on the ground, "These are roads, they're very hard."

“There wouldn’t be such a thing in a loving father’s garden,” Odifoss said coldly. “This is a forest, always has been, with only trees, slime and flies, no buildings, no roads.”

The two of them kept arguing.

Neither side was willing to back down.
Until they reached the edge of the scavenging area, they saw rows of stone houses covered in vines, piled up seven or eight layers high.
The rusty door was open, and the darkness inside emitted a disgusting stench.

The animals foraged among those houses, but they were all blessed, and none of them were healthy.

A group of mice scurried past, squeaking.

Their bodies were covered in pustules, and their rotting flesh was turned outwards, which was disgusting.

The two men found some boxes in the house, and when they opened them, piles of metal fell out.

"Fine steel!" Odifos shouted excitedly. "We're rich! Ha ha, we're rich!"

"We can use them to make as many swords and pitchforks as we want."

Clara wasn't listening to him; instead, she was drawn to a strange sound.

A wondrous singing voice drifted over.

She followed the sound, and it grew clearer and clearer, the melody becoming increasingly soaring.
The writhing tumors and parasitic flies made painful noises, whispering urging Clara to flee from those sounds.

Clara's curiosity outweighed everything else, and she limped over.

She saw cracks appear in space, and golden flames burned.
They spread rapidly, sweeping along different cracks.

In just a few moments, it ignited the surrounding slimy vines and decaying trees, which then burst into flames.

The scorching heat caused great suffering to the nearby flies and maggots.

The cracks continued to widen, and the flames began to spread.

Clara instinctively walked towards the flames and stepped into them.

As the flames engulfed her body, she instinctively uttered a phrase that was hated by the Father's Garden, accompanied by the wondrous song.

"King of Kings, Lord of Mankind."

Golden flames suddenly rose up, engulfing her and burning her cursed body to ashes.

Odifoss also witnessed this scene.
He panicked and tried to escape, but he didn't get far before the scorching flames engulfed him and burned him to ashes.

The flames spread faster and faster, purifying everything and restoring it to its original state.
Immediately afterwards, one after another, the skeletal warships rushed into Nurgle's Garden.

…………

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Cut! Cut! Cut! Cut!"

The old man, wielding two large axes, roared to the sky.

Zhan Shuai reached out from behind and shoved him aside. "Am I the boss, or are you the boss? You're always standing in the front row. People who don't know better would think I'm your little brother!"

The old man put away a battle axe and gave Zhan Shuai the middle finger. "That's how much I admire you, boss."

"It's best to keep this to yourself and not show it off." Zhan Shuai reached out and pulled the old man's middle finger back.

"No!!" The man with the wrist shook his head. "I'm going to show it, I'm going to let you know."

"Uh!!" Zhan Shuai looked at Shijiro and the others, "This guy went too far, he actually disrespected the boss, what do you guys think we should do?"

"For my sake, let's just let it go," Jujiro said.

"Hey, give him a couple of kicks. This boss really can't tell the difference between his boss and his subordinates." The twisted man urged the wrist-wielding man to make a move.

War Commander: "…………"

A faint sadness suddenly welled up inside me, didn't it?

Qin Yun glanced at the noisy players, shook his head, and then continued looking at Nurgle Garden.
At this time, the Cursed Legion and the Eldar's heroic warriors had already begun their battle against the Nurgle army.
The spirit-bone warships relentlessly unleashed fierce firepower, destroying swathes of Nurgle's army.
Because of the Battle of Moro, Nurgle Gardens was at its weakest point in terms of defense.
All the well-known demons have gone to the Moro battlefield, and the two sides are locked in a fierce and evenly matched battle.

Even the Four Gods went there personally, using avatars or containers to enter the battlefield and fight against the Emperor.

No one expected that humans would be so ruthless as to raid someone's home.

The skeletal warship traversed seas of fire and agricultural landscapes, propelled forward by leaping lightning.
The ship left behind a trail of destruction; demons burned on the ground, and mournful cries echoed through the garden.

Players activate their jetpacks or steel wings, swooping down to the ground to fight the rotting Nurgle demons and block their advance toward Nurgle Palace.

"In the name of the Emperor, in the name of Dorne, in the name of the Rift."

The Warlord swung his sword, slashing at the Nurgle demons, his metallic wings flapping behind him, allowing him to soar through the decaying sky. The fragments of law integrated into his body took effect, enabling him to move freely through this rotting garden, without fear of being corrupted or poisoned.

His sword was incredibly sharp; it could easily cleave even a demon in two.
No enemy can stop him.

All the enemies who appeared before him ultimately met their end in his death.

Players like Wanlao and Ningbaren gathered around him, also fiercely slashing at the demons.

A swarm of plague-infested wasps attacked, firing their flesh-and-blood machine guns.
Rat-a-tat-tat, countless rotting bullets were fired.
A shield automatically appeared, blocking the bullets fired by the Plague Bees.

Then, the automatic cannons on their shoulders locked onto the machine bees and fired wildly, blowing them all up.

Meanwhile, Qin Yun transformed into a burning sun, with scorching flames constantly erupting from his body, causing countless demons to scream.

The mere sight of him caused countless demons' eyes to melt into tears, which streamed from their sockets.

Their advance was so rapid that the Nurgle demons had no time to regroup before they were overwhelmed.

The Bone Warship's target was very clear: Nurgle's Palace.

That decaying palace, covered in countless slimes, imprisoned another Eldar god—Elsa.

Their most important goal on this trip was this goddess of life.

boom! !

Without a moment's hesitation, a spirit bone warship rammed directly into the gate of the Demon Palace, smashing it open.

Laughing God Xilego ran the fastest, heading straight for Nurgle's Plague Cauldron.

Elsa, the goddess of life, was chained near the cauldron, and Nurgle would use her as a test subject whenever he brewed a new plague.

When Elsa saw Shelga, she was stunned. She never imagined that one day she would see her old friend again.

"Silk Road? Is this a dream?"

"If this is a dream, then go and don't let me wake up."

Sirloin didn't have time to explain much. He raised his longsword and swung it at Elsa's chains. "It's me. We need to hurry. If Nurgle comes back, none of us will be able to leave."

On the other side, the players also managed to snatch the soul of Saint Gillespie.

Naur put it in a clear bottle.

The players spotted it immediately.
After all, every bottle of Nurgle was filthy and covered in slime, except for the one containing the fragment of Sanguinus's soul, which was impeccably clean.

Having obtained the soul fragments of Elsa and Saint Gilles, Qin Yun had no more worries.
He transformed into a shooting star and crashed into Nurgle's demon palace.
In the ruins, it revealed its divine form, transforming into a golden giant.

Then he lifted Nurgle's cauldron and threw it into Tzeentch's territory.

When the loving father returned, he saw his large cauldron streak across subspace and crash into the Crystal Garden.

"You've already stolen from me, smashed everything, and now you're throwing my pot at me??"

"Isn't this going a bit too far?"

Thinking of this, the loving father immediately became furious.

He wanted to capture Qin Yun and show him what cruelty was.

Qin Yun was also very decisive, flapping his wings and rushing into Slaanesh's territory.

Nurgle gave chase, followed closely by a host of demons.

Although the four demigods have temporarily ceased hostilities, the intrusion of such a large number of Nurgle demons into their territory immediately provokes the Slaanesh demon to open fire.

Who knows if Nagle is trying to take advantage of the situation to seize his territory and power?

Humans, Nurgle, and Slaanesh are at war in Slaanesh territory, and the two sides are locked in a fierce battle.

Taking advantage of the situation, the Laughing God Sylvanas sneaked into Slaanesh's palace and stole the Old Woman's Sword and the fragment of Saint Gilles' soul.

When Slaanesh returned, he was furious and wanted to capture Qin Yun together with his loving father.

With both Chaos Gods attacking simultaneously, Qin Yun was naturally no match for them.

But he played a trick, rushing into Khorne's territory and immediately detonating himself.

The flame of faith unleashed a terrifying explosion, its power even more exaggerated than when Slaanesh was born.
The entire subspace was engulfed in towering waves, the raging storm was dispersed, and a brief period of calm was restored.

The explosion caused a breach in the Brass Field, and the Blood Plains were split into pieces.

Although such cracks are easily repaired,

But Silego, the sixth brother, took the opportunity to steal Saint Gilles' soul and also stole the humanity that Anglon had extracted.

Khorne was furious, but he couldn't do anything about Sirega; the other guy was too fast and could hide.

When he sensed something was wrong, he hid in the net tunnel, and no one could find him.

The only thing left is the fragment of Sanguinius's soul in Tzeentch's possession.

However, the four gods are already on guard, making it difficult to launch a surprise attack.

Just when everyone thought they couldn't get it back, the wolf king's return brought a turning point.

He brought back fragments of Saint Gilles' soul, as well as the Tree of Life, which could heal the Emperor.

But the wolf king looked heartbreaking; his hair was gray and his face was covered in wounds, each one shocking to behold.

His armor was covered in cracks and signs of battle.

One of my hands was severed, and even the concept of its existence was erased; it could never be restored.

It can only be replaced by a mechanical hand.

After asking around, everyone learned that the wolf king had been searching and hunting for the past ten thousand years.

He traversed the subspace and entered the primordial, non-material realm untouched by the ancient saints.
The place was in utter chaos, rife with terrible dangers.

But the wolf king, with his wisdom, overcame those crises one by one and found the legendary Tree of Life in the primitive, non-material world.

The Tree of Life is the beginning of life in the Milky Way, containing unimaginable vitality.

Subspace is essentially just the ancient saints' modification of the original non-material world.
At their peak, the ancient sages had an almost complete understanding of the primordial non-material world, but there were some things within it that they had no way to control.

The Tree of Life is one of them.

Therefore, the four Chaos Gods born from the eight-pointed star were unable to stop the Wolf King from searching for the Tree of Life.

If the Tree of Life originated from the Warp, it would have long been controlled by the four Chaos Gods.

The return of the wolf king was a sensational event.

The power of the Tree of Life can heal the wounds inflicted on the Emperor by the Chaos Gods.

If it were an ordinary injury, the Emperor could heal on his own. However, the power of the Chaos Gods was conceptual. Only the Tree of Life could fully restore the Emperor and allow him to wield that power that surpassed that of the gods in his mortal body.

As the power of the Tree of Life was infused into the Golden Throne, the Emperor's wounds healed at a visible speed, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

(End of this chapter)