A life of ups and downs, but in Warhammer 40K

"Don't you have artificial skin?"

Space necromancers infected with the Skinflint virus have a morbid craving for human skin, and even space necromancers will use these people as cannon fodder to quickly eliminate them.

Normal space necromancers kill by simply obliterating everything in their path, but these creatures will actually skin alive anything they kill.

But what Su Can wanted to say was, "Can't you use artificial skin? It's not exactly high technology in this world; I refuse to believe these people can't make it."

Since it can be artificially made anyway, there's no need to peel it; it's too dirty.

.........

Meanwhile, on the other side, at the gates of Gwent's Nest City.

The entrance to the house located in the lower nest of the hive has now been transformed into an absolute meat grinder.

"For the Four-Armed God-Emperor, everyone and the divine messengers!!!"

At this moment, a group of soldiers with forehead wrinkles were gathered on a position, led by their leader.

At the forefront of them were several purebred chicken thieves, whose appearances were completely different from those of humans.

"This is His Majesty's mercy!!!"

At this moment, a colonel from the planetary defense force arrived in an armored vehicle. Upon seeing the formation and the pureblood cunning leader, the colonel's eye twitched.

But at this moment, they were still given a batch of explosives loaded with molten metal. Then, these cunning individuals didn't say much. They simply grabbed the molten metal and strapped it to their bodies, with the purebred cunning one strapping on even more.

As a pure-blooded cunning strategist, his connection with the Great Devourer became even closer, and the chaos corruption here had reached a considerable level. Therefore, for the Great Devourer, these chaos cultists were the greatest enemy.

"Praise be to the great governor! Charge for the Four-Armed Emperor!!!"

Then these cunning individuals charged fearlessly toward a tall, red figure, who turned out to be a Chaos Space Marine.

"Humph!!!"

However, it was clear that in such a large battlefield, especially one where the number of people was not superior, the cunning men's actions were too blatant, and the Chaos Space Marines quickly discovered them.

Then, with precise bursts of fire from his explosive pistol, he blasted them all to smithereens. The molten metal ones, however, were prematurely detonated by the cunning individuals, and then…

boom!!!

The deafening explosions echoed continuously, instantly vaporizing thousands of cult members. Tens of thousands of cult members lay on the ground groaning, but even more cult members rushed out from the shattered gate, completely covering the area cleared by the bombs in the blink of an eye.

The number of Khorne cultists was simply too great, or rather, the governor of the sector had a very strong control over his local planet. This strong control in normal times was like using a thin iron plate to hold down a boiling pressure cooker; once a hole was torn in the iron plate, the entire pot would spew out from that hole, and what spewed out was hot enough to scald anyone who tried to get close.

Although there are some cults, these cults, including even the cunning ones, are very weak. Moreover, they maintain a balance with each other.

The problem is that it took so many World Devourers to break the balance.

Then an avalanche effect ensued. To combat these Chaos Cults, he had to mobilize a massive amount of resources, even collecting ten years' worth of taxes in advance to make a deal with the Oilman, securing support from several Warhound Titans and the Cult's Guard.

Then the Nurgle cult, located on the wasteland, expanded rapidly, and in order to suppress the Khorne cultists, he also transferred a large number of Slaanesh cultists to their lair.

The result is wonderful; the entire planet Gwent is now in chaos.

"Everyone silently recite the prayer of the God-King, and the state priest goes to continue the blessing."

The planetary defense force's political commissar roared repeatedly. As a retired political commissar of the Astral Army, he had extensive experience in combating chaos, and thus assumed overall command at this moment.

Even this seasoned political commissar felt a chill run down his spine, despite now having the backing of the entire star sector government and a much better foundation than the battlefields he had experienced.

But this time, the number of cultists was simply too great, and looking at the group of red figures weaving through the crowd, he felt a cold sweat break out. Chaos Space Marines.

It's important to understand that Space Marines are rarely seen on most battlefields; it's said that the Empire only has around a million Space Marines. However, these Chaos Space Marines are even fewer in number, despite his extensive combat experience.

However, facing such a large number of Space Marines was a first for him, and knowing how terrifying these creatures were, he dared not stay in a command room for too long.

It's important to understand that Space Marines were originally designed for decapitation strikes and destroying command systems.

“We need the support of Astartes; only they can fight the Space Marines.”

Looking at the cunning warriors charging fearlessly at the Space Marines on the monitor, the political commissar said somewhat anxiously.

It's important to understand that ordinary thieves pose virtually no threat to Space Marines, so there's only one reason why the Chaos Space Marines haven't destroyed their command systems.

That's because they're dealing with those purebred thieves. You see, while their claws can directly break through Astartes' defenses, they're actually quite fragile. They're best suited for fighting in confined spaces like ship cabins and pipes, using sheer numbers to their advantage.

But now this is an open city, and there are even more Khorne cultists. This leaves these pure-blooded cunning thieves with no chance to utilize their advantages.

Therefore, the political commissar could only hope that Astartes had come with the inquisition; as for support from the Empire, that was out of the question. The war had only just begun, and without support from the previous few years, they would certainly not arrive.

Meanwhile, atop the Nest, the Sector Governor frowned as he observed the situation before him.

Now the red area has almost covered most of the lower nest, and failure is only a matter of time.

"We need Titans."

At this moment, he also looked at the great sage beside him, a great sage from the nearby Mechanicus world whom he had tried his best to invite.

At this moment, they possessed three Titan Hounds and a large contingent of Guardians. This was his trump card, but the fall of the Lower Nest had forced him to utilize these Titans.

As for the Death Watchers who accompanied the Inquisition, he had given up hope. After all, they were facing Chaos Space Marines many times their number; it would be good enough if they could even send a message back.

Chapter 21 The War Escalates

After all, the so-called Imperial Guard, Astartes, Battle Sisters, and even Living Saints—their combined power represents only a small fraction of the entire Imperium's strength. Ninety-nine percent of the power comes from the Cult of Mechanics and the Astral Army.

Just as the battle rages on in the current city of Hive, the main force remains composed of mortals. This is true for both the Chaos and the Empire.

Upon hearing the Sector Governor's words, the Archsage of Mechanicus slowly stood up and nodded.

"The divine machine is on its way! Let the wrath of Om Messiah burn away the heretics!!!"

boom!!!

As the Great Sage's command fell, the planetary defense forces on the battlefield almost simultaneously emitted sharp explosions.

Because they discovered that at that very moment, the radiation levels across the entire battlefield began to spike rapidly.

Then, three Void Shield-bearing Titans, each over ten meters tall, charged step by step into the battlefield with the assistance of well-equipped Guardians. The immense firepower incinerated all the cultists, its overwhelming force even forcing the World Eaters, who were frantically beheading on the battlefield, to temporarily retreat.

"For the Emperor!!!"

With the arrival of the three chapters of Titans and the Mechanicus's Apostolic Guard, the situation instantly underwent a dramatic reversal.

At this time, the morale of the Empire was also high, and the Planetary Defense Force quickly followed suit, suppressing the main force of the cultists who had entered the hive almost in the blink of an eye.

"You lackey of the Corpse King, hurry up!!!"

At that moment, the Lord of the World Devourer's pupils flashed with a mad light, and then he looked at the Chaos Wizard behind him.

At this moment, a massive formation was gradually being constructed, and countless people were being killed rhythmically. Huge skulls began to pile up, and the flowing blood even converged into rivers.

"Great Blood God, I offer you 88,880,000 skulls! Please bestow your power upon us!!!"

Their World Eater Warband doesn't have Titan units, but that's not a big problem.

The power of the Chaos God was not something a few Titans could resist, so they planned a sacrifice of sufficient magnitude. Let these eighty million...

The skull and its owner's soul became nourishment for the Blood God, allowing him to descend to earth.

boom!!!

Sure enough, in the next instant, the entire sky was covered in blood red.

At the same time, the Nurgle mortal champion who had just met Su Can on the wasteland also showed a look of horror on his face, because he discovered that his connection with the Fragrant Garden had been severed at this moment.

A crimson light enveloped the sky, causing Su Can and his companions, who had just left the tomb world, to change their expressions drastically.

"This power, could it be...?"

Seeing this terrifying fluctuation, Su Can's expression also turned serious.

He had a bad feeling because the scale of this sacrifice was clearly enormous. It might even unleash the Khorne Bloodlust, and if that happened, it would be troublesome.

A massive subspace fluctuation instantly materialized on the battlefield, and a rift was opened. A colossal being with tall stature and two wings emerged from within, accompanied by...

At this time, all the Khorne cultists became even more frenzied, and their power increased dramatically in a short period of time.

The cultists who could normally be killed with a single light gun now require multiple hits to defeat, amplified by Khorne's blessing.

Moreover, compared to that Khorne bloodthirsty madman, there were countless Khorne vampires. In that instant, the entire Gwent was enveloped in a blood-red light.

"Damn it, it's the Great Demon. Everyone, go on high alert! Stop attacking! I, the Governor, must go to the front lines myself. The entire Gwent Nest is in grave danger."

At this moment, the Great Sage of the Mechanicus could no longer sit there leisurely. The appearance of the Bloodthirsty Demon meant that the intensity of this war had directly increased to a new level.

If left unchecked, it's not impossible for this place to escalate into an apocalyptic war.

Therefore, the Great Sage must now go to the front lines in person. These three warhounds, the Titans, are the core strength of the entire Gwent and must not be destroyed by Khorne.

"You scum of the Plague Lord, all of you charge!!!"

Meanwhile, the Khorne Bloodlust, who had just emerged from the warp, ignored the hive city in front of him and instead looked at the green-covered land behind him.

That was the power of Nurgle, whose master had not reached any agreement with the Plague Lord. Therefore, in his eyes, the Nurgle army vying for his souls was the greatest enemy, rather than the humans who would eventually be his own.

So at this moment, Khorne, the Bloodlust Demon, didn't charge directly into the battlefield, but instead charged towards the Nurgle walkers behind him. His massive axe, burning with blood-red flames, dragged a scorched trench across the wasteland, each strike sending up dozens of pieces of rotting corpses, emitting a triumphant roar in the warp—a sound like a volcanic eruption from the depths of the earth, causing the entire Gwent's Lair to tremble and hum. The vampires following closely behind, like a red tide, dyed the wasteland crimson, trampling the already formed plagueflower sea into mud. The sweet, rotten smell in the air was brutally replaced by the stench of blood. In an instant, the wasteland became a brutal inferno, two chaotic forces of completely different colors and styles colliding.

Meanwhile, located on the wasteland, the Nurgle mortal champion also gathered a large number of Nurgle cultists there.

“My brothers, my fellow countrymen. Now the voice of our Father has faded from my memory, and I must listen to those melodies once more. Now I dedicate myself to this warm family, and I will let my soul resound in the highest heavens. Father, have mercy on me…”

Looking at his family gathered here, the mortal champion Nurgle's face showed a devout look. He wanted to place his soul in the Na'ar dimension, so that Nurgle's power could descend here once more, and he wanted to find a way out for his family.

He is Nurgle's best child, and he will dedicate himself to Nurgle first.

"Seven curses, seven plagues, seven festering sores, seven rots, seven mutations, seven despairs, seven blessings—praise the plague!!!"

With a final roar, the mortal champion of Nurgle felt his soul tremble.

He will sacrifice seventy million people to his benevolent father, and he will be the first to be sacrificed.

But at that moment, a rotting hand reached out from the warp and slowly stroked the head of the mortal champion, Nurgle.

"My dear father!!!"

The latter felt as if he had attained bliss, as if Nurgle had lovingly touched him. But his soul went directly into the garden, where he was bathed in countless nectars.

Meanwhile, in the real universe, his physical body is collapsing, reshaping, decomposing, and recombining.

Meanwhile, the bodies of his tens of millions of followers rapidly withered, their souls becoming nourishment that directly benefited him.

At the same time, Nurgle's immense blessing tore the crimson sky apart once more, even causing Lord Khorne to reveal a look of shock and envy.

That was his ultimate goal; he offered all his skulls to the Blood God in order to gain his favor and become an immortal being...

The Demon Prince!!!

But no matter how jealous he was, it was useless, because the ascension ritual had already been completed.

A colossal entity emerged from within, and it was none other than...

Nurgle Prince

Chapter 22 Plans Can't Keep Up with Changes

As the ascension was completed, a rift leading directly to the Warp Garden was also opened. A group of Nurgles carrying Plague Beasts rushed out from within, but because a large number of souls had been used as nourishment for the ascension, no Great Unclean beings emerged.

As the saying goes, enemies are especially hostile when they meet. If the masters of both sides have not reached a consensus, they will become enemies when they meet.

Because human souls were their sustenance, the war between Nurgle and Khorne escalated rapidly, almost instantly. The two sides were roughly equal in strength, and the war broke out almost immediately.

They both wanted to monopolize all the souls on this planet, so neither would give way to the other.

.........

Meanwhile, on the other side...

"It's really lively."

At this moment, Su Can couldn't help but complain as he watched the war in the distance. He hadn't expected things to develop into such a chaotic mess.

As expected, this chaotic mess is the essence of Warhammer; since they've already arrived, there's really nothing that can be done to stop them.

"Prepare to return to the top of the hive. The main force of the entire space necromancer is currently in this mustard seed space."

Of course, at this point, Su Can was also feeling a little constipated.

He originally just wanted to drift through life and experience life to the fullest, but things turned out this way.

If this planet is pulled into subspace, he won't fare well either. Su Can now needs to deal with it both publicly and privately.

Fortunately, the situation was so chaotic that no one cared about their existence anymore. Moreover, the Khorne cultists had already nearly destroyed the hive; their target was now the hive capital itself.

The group quickly entered the lower nest through a pre-prepared hidden passage and, after identity verification, hurried towards the upper nest.

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