Warhammer 40: Doom

Chapter 203 The Power of the Demon Weapon
He turned his gaze to the real universe, the place where the bloodthirsty madman had returned. The Blood God lay back on his skull and whispered, "An interesting idea."

Doom sensed the divine gaze descend upon him the instant it appeared.

He squinted at the location of the battle moon, where two bloodthirsty berserk bombs had already detonated.

Deeper into the warp, beside the Soul Forge, a demigod witnessed an explosion of inspiration, and the power of demons was harnessed by mortals.

Just as He was rushing to investigate, He keenly sensed that the Godslayer was nearby.

He immediately stopped and turned around without hesitation, returning to his dwelling.

The changes between reality and the subspace were unknown to the Overlord Ran Dan; it had already gone mad!
The creature struck by the red shockwave went completely mad, with only one thought in its mind—kill!

The demonic weapon infected all life, the leap to the Battle Moon came to an abrupt halt, and the Randans in the control room attacked each other.

Reason vanished from their eyes; only the crimson of slaughter and bloodshed filled their vision.

There were no ranged weapons; it was all brutal close-quarters combat, with every strike drawing blood and every sword piercing the heart.

Only the flow of blood satisfies the murderous urges that erupt within.

Swords, teeth, limbs—anything that could draw blood was used.

What mission? What order?
kill!kill!kill!

Ran Dan is mentally sensitive and unable to extricate herself from it; her bloodlust makes her brain tremble wildly.

The servants, who were attacking each other, received a spiritual signal from their "Lord"—kill!

There were no screams or wails, only bloodthirsty, furious howls that filled the Battle Moon.

Inside the chaotic war fortress, the core of the artificial intelligence was a blood-red mess, receiving a massive number of killing commands.

After a brief outage, it quickly reconfigured its command logic and switched its automatic weapons to strafe the auxiliary troops.

Ran Dan is supreme; anyone who attacks Ran Dan should be wiped out.

The entire battle was chaotic on the moon; Ran Dan was killing, aliens were killing, humans were killing, and artificial intelligence was killing.

"Wow~ awesome!" The Blood God of the subspace grinned and let out a low, joyful groan.

The Blood God was extremely pleased with the killing without any purpose, the pure bloodshed and violence.

He opened his mouth wide and bestowed blessings upon the land of slaughter.

Thus, within the two war moons, slaughter spread like a plague, presenting a performance for the Blood God in an even wilder way.

Within the affected area, only the Imperial Guard and the Doomsday Warriors remained unaffected.

Their wills were too strong; the outburst of a mere bloodthirsty demon was not enough to affect them.

"It's best to use this weapon sparingly," Odysseus cautioned in the communication, looking towards the eco-city.

The area below had become a battlefield, with killing everywhere, and every creature killing for the sake of killing.

Excessive killing and the flow of blood turned the artificial river into a river of blood, and even the Khorne demon began to appear.

But as soon as the demon looked up and saw the Doom Warrior flying in the sky, it immediately plunged into the river of blood and disappeared.

"If it weren't for an emergency, and if the enemy wasn't aliens, the father of genetics would never have used these dirty things."

Kebri explained that he was well aware of the power of the demonic weapon.

“You know the stakes, so you must preserve these weapons.” Odysseus revealed another concern: “Make sure they don’t appear in human wars.”

“Of course we know,” Cabry nodded solemnly.

The demon armory is heavily guarded, with numerous automatic weapons on the outside and Doomsday Warriors and Psionic Masters inside.

Even at the last moment, the dimensional existence of the arsenal may collapse, causing it to enter other dimensions.

Even the exact location of the armory was unknown to most people on the Royal Majesty, making a leak impossible.

Without interference, the boarding team advanced and landed deep within the city.

"Set up the second bomb." Cabry signaled to his brothers to set up the Nurgle bomb, completing the final mission.

The Nurgle bomb, once detonated, will destroy the entire Battle Moon.

"Is it safe?" Captain Odysseus asked.

The demonic weapon he had just witnessed left a deep impression on him: "The Morse system will inevitably be rebuilt after the war, and this weapon must have no lingering effects."

“There will be absolutely no follow-up effects,” Cabri said, pulling up the data projection. “The corrosive energy will completely decay after the eruption, leaving no residue.”

"That's good. We must prevent prolonged pollution." Odysseus nodded, worried about the potential consequences.

The power of the demonic weapon is not immediately apparent, but its lingering effects will extend to future generations. If not cleaned up, the consequences of the recent carnage could spread throughout the entire galaxy.

"Deployment complete. The bombs will detonate in thirty seconds." Doom set the time, and the two Nurgle bombs detonated simultaneously.

"Guards, we can leave now." Cabri activated the teleportation lasso, making the most direct gesture.

As one of the leaders of the operation, I must set an example.

The teleportation light then illuminated, and Cabri disappeared from everyone's sight, returning to the reconnaissance ship's teleportation point.

Odysseus nodded, took a deep look at the jar covered by the black cloth, and then opened the teleportation lasso and left.

As the teleportation beams blazed brightly, the entire Imperial Guard departed from the Battle Moon.

The final destroyer silently stepped forward and tore off the black cloth, revealing the Great Impure One within.

“Behave yourself,” he warned the demon, “if you don’t get detonated, I’ll kill you myself the next time I summon you.”

The filthy creature's rotting flesh trembled, and it shivered. Its enormous body shook as it barely raised its festering forelimbs in submission: "I will absolutely obey your orders!"

Doom remained noncommittal, then activated the teleportation lasso with five seconds remaining in the countdown.

The Great Impure One opened its gaping mouth, every pustules on its body leaped with joy, and maggots excitedly wriggled about: "May we never see each other again."

"Hmph." The Doomsday Warrior sneered and returned to the reconnaissance ship.

As the Doomsday Warrior departed, the Great Impure One slumped in the jar, revealing its happiest laugh—it could finally return to its loving father's side.

"Ha! Ha! Ha!" It spread its arms, and the runes spewed out green lightning to absorb the demon's power.

The form of the Great Impure One is shrinking, eager to complete its mission: "Come, come!"

The last pale green sphere, suspended inside the jar, shone brightly along with the runes.

hum~
The demon's outburst was silent; a pale green circular shockwave erupted, and the power of the Great Impure One would end the battle with the moon.

The penetration of different bloodthirsty demons is a kind of "integration" for the Great Impure One.

The essence of Nurgle erupted and then merged into the steel skeleton of the battle moon.

The time magic, combined with the filthy corrosion, caused a terrifying transformation to occur on the battle moon as a ghastly green impact spread.

"Huh?" Nurgle, who was sitting cross-legged in the garden, raised his head in surprise, paused briefly with the large ladle stirring the cauldron, touched his belly with his hand, and showed a happy expression.

"How interesting." The god of corruption exhaled a breath of foul air and reclaimed the most unclean.

Laughter and joy filled Nurgle Garden as the happy Nurgle spirits watched their loving father's actions.

The Great Impure Being, who had just returned from the real universe, saw itself appear before the Compassionate Father and was so moved that it burst into tears, crying like a child.

Nugure scooped a spoonful of broth from the crucible and stuffed it into its mouth, saying in a bloated, loving voice, "You have a brand new name—Rust Disease."

The emergence of demonic weapons inspired Nurgle to create a new Great Unclean One.

It represents the end of steel in the passage of time.

After drinking the gift from the loving father, the Great Impure One's body swelled up, and his pale green body changed color to the yellow rust color of oxidized steel.

It now carries a rusty pipe wrench as its personal weapon.

The Great Demon had become countless times more powerful, no longer an unknown being, but a true Great Demon named by the benevolent father himself.

"Love and respect, dear father." The rust disease lowered its head, feeling the loving touch of its father.

"Are you going to seek revenge?" Nurgle smiled, proud of the birth of the new virus.

"No! No! No!" Rust Disease said three times, trembling, and nestled against the filthy body: "I don't want to take revenge."

Even with its complete transformation, Rust still dares not seek revenge against Doom.

“Child, you have come to your senses.” Nurgle did not reprimand the Great Demon for his cowardice, but instead smiled even more lovingly, his swollen hand constantly stroking the head of the Corrosion.

"After going through the test, you understand the preciousness of life, which makes me very happy."

"It's good to be alive." The rusty yellow pus from the rust disease rolled down, as if the body had been cleansed and was starting anew.

A scene of filial piety unfolds in Nurgle Garden, with demons laughing and joking, while the battle moon in the real universe presents a completely different picture.

The Time Spell triggers the Corruption of Grim, causing everything that touches it to decay, die, and decompose into dust.

As the bio-armor ages, its various functions go offline, inevitably leading to its decay amidst the carnage.

(End of this chapter)