Cong Xi Yi Ren Kai Shi Mang Chuan Zhong Gu

South of the Isthmus of Lustria, beneath the dense vegetation of the creeping rainforest.

The fat giant rat Sfeko pushed away the soil in fear, shook his huge rat head, and shook off the dead leaves and black mud.

After meeting his men, he immediately fled the clan territory.

This is due to its excellent sense of crisis. It does not want to be bitten into rotten flesh by the Scale of Destruction.

It turns out this is the right thing to do!

There is no news coming from the clan anymore, it seems that they have not escaped from the destruction.

From the shadow of the jungle, dozens of clan rats came out and surrounded Sfeko who peeked out from the ground.

The warlord recognizes his subordinates and bluffs them to keep them loyal.

The weak and hollow praises were heard clearly by the warlord as the clan rat approached.

You are the harbinger of the end!

You are the God of Shadows!

The Immortal Great Unifier! The Ancient God!

Sfeko's hair exploded from root to root, like a fluffy hair ball covered with feces and urine.

In a daze, Sfeko saw the winged demon towering into the night sky through the tree branches.

The rat warlord subconsciously chanted along with the clan rats, and the clarity and vigilance in his eyes completely disappeared.

…

Belak laughed wildly between reality and the demonic realm, and agreed to the Skaven warlord's allegiance.

The gaze that made the devil's heart tremble came from the Demon Realm, and Beelak looked back nervously.

The Demon Realm of Chaos was getting farther and farther away from it, which made it unable to notice the tiny transparent figure flashing past in the weird floating continent behind it.

…

Nurgle Garden, a paradise where time has lost its meaning.

Flu Master Sashabo led the demon army of Nurgle back from the Invisible Wasteland dejectedly.

Distracted from its focus on the Mortal Realm, it messed up the mission assigned to it by its loving father... to capture the Demon Hunters roaming the Chaos Realm.

An elusive hunter assassinated a Great Unclean One not long ago, using some kind of compound venom.

This angered his loving father, and it was the first time that Sashaab saw his loving father's broken smile.

The wrath of the true god made the Chaos Demon Realm tremble seven times.

Sashaab knew who it was, and it was very sure that it would trap the Shadowless One.

But it accidentally chatted with fellow villagers for a while, and before it could react, its mind was trapped in the ancient sage's mystery.

And it was on the way to set up an ambush.

By the time it cuts off its connection with the mortal realm and breaks free from the shackles, the target has long since disappeared.

Sashaab slowly stepped into the living swamp composed of black stars and dying stars. This was the center of Nurgle's Garden, a decaying galaxy composed of countless majestic nebulae.

All glory and hope died here, and the wailing and screaming of mortals in countless worlds echoed in the void.

From time to time, a powerful civilization suddenly collapsed and blossomed into an insignificant spark in front of Prince Nurgle, fleeting.

Instead, various influenzas and plagues spread among the ruins of civilization.

At the bottom of all the galaxies, in the center of infinite darkness, in the manor of the loving father.

The endless, formless, fat and thin stalwart existence slowly climbs upward.

He is like a wisp of smoke, and like a concentrated sea of ​​oil, slowly spreading upward.

Despair, death, stagnation, decay, and everything in the universe are all embellishments on His body.

The smoke is decorated with dead, cold, sun-like eyes, and the gaping mouth seems to swallow the entire sea of ​​​​stars.

His fingers grasped the void like comets, countless bright moons were crushed under the incredible size, and the stars were extinguished.

During the climb, the supreme master of life happily conveyed joy, and all the dead silence was bathed in new life.

The Lord of All's laughter shook the crystal labyrinth outside Nurgle's Garden, causing the equally great being within to scream in annoyance.

Sashabo didn't know what happened to make the two true gods lose their composure.

Through the sharp echo that sounded like the beginning of the universe, Prince Nurgle felt an idea.

'Throw it out!'

Contrary to expectations, Sashaab was not punished after his return.

Prince Nurgle did not go into details. He took advantage of the strong wind of magic in the real world and used a small flu to turn his mind to the mortal realm again.

…

In the colonies around the Isthmus of Lustria, a dull voice sounded in the ears of the colonists.

Then, a non-lethal flu began to spread.

…

The first light of dawn spread in the morning clouds. Lin Qi walked out of the rainforest coldly, and the salty sea breeze blew on his body that was almost one story high.

There is no cover, no disguise, Lynch disdains to show weakness to ants.

This is not an opponent worthy of attention, even if they are large in number.

There was no tactical plan, the plan was very simple. Lynch defeated the enemy's main force. If they fled to the rainforest, the Skinks that had already ambushed them would finish them off.

If they dive into the ocean, the storm being guided by the Archmage will serve as the last fireworks show for the guests at sea.

The only troublesome thing is... the colonies of the hot-blooded species are too scattered and cannot be wiped out all at once.

On the coast, the predator sentry, who had just woken up from a hangover, looked at the slowly approaching lizard man with his telescope in confusion.

After being stunned for a long time, he remembered to ring the alarm bell.

Enemy attack!

The shrill and hesitant scream broke the sleeper's dream.

A sleepy explorer, wrapped in a robe, walked out of the tent with the lizard's torso hanging on it.

The leader of the expedition team put on his armor, loaded his musket with gunpowder, and pushed open the decorative string of skink teeth in front of the door.

He shouted loudly to the soldiers standing guard:

How many enemies are there? In which direction are they?

Uh... one, one, just in the south.

Idiot! I'm going to skin you...

Before the mercenary leader could finish pouring out his anger, a thunderous sound exploded in the south, waking everyone up.

The solid and heavy wooden door shattered into sawdust all over the sky. The sentry on the tower screamed and drew a parabola in the air, splashing with white liquid and blood after falling to the ground.

The mercenary who was closer to the south gate of the camp looked at the uninvited behemoth with trepidation, his lower clothes wet with instinctive excretion.

Bursts of red mist of minced meat and blood reminded the gold diggers of counterattack.

The sporadic gunshots turned into a continuous roar, and the arrows pierced the blood-stained air, and were bounced off by the pale white scales together with the gunpowder.

The red mist enveloped half of the camp in the blink of an eye, and the battle formation hastily formed by humans was vulnerable to the brute force that could break steel.

Between the tents built with skink skins, Lynch moved like lightning, causing waves of blood at will.

After crushing the leader's head with one claw and ignoring the soldiers who fled to the jungle, Lynch found a deep purple rose made of flesh and blood in his stomach.

Smelling the faint smell of evil in the air, Lin Qi broke into the mercenary leader's tent and found two frightened women.

They have pretty faces, but they have a few faint thorns growing out of their bodies, and a pair of slightly invisible horns on their heads.