Warhammer Seal

Chapter 23 Anti-Nurgle Declaration
Nurgle is the most generous of the four gods, and he likes to give various blessings very much.

No matter whether you are a high-ranking elector or a humble serf, as long as you believe in Nurgle devoutly, you can get blessings without threshold.

The first step of this blessing will allow believers to be infected with various plagues, but not to death, allowing believers to spread diseases on a large scale.

The second step of blessing is to cut off the nervous system so that believers will no longer feel pain and fear.

The third step of blessing can fully corrode, making believers completely lose their human form, and at the same time immune to puncture damage and normal damage.

The seven Nurgle believers now are undoubtedly all corrupted, muskets can't kill them, and swords can't do too much damage.

Only by using strong acids and bases to dissolve their organic components, or by using magic to completely destroy their bodies.

Wende didn't carry any strong acid or alkali, and because of his special ability of magic immunity, he couldn't use the wind of magic.

If you want to stop this ritual, you can only find a way to interrupt the spell-casting ritual of Nurgle believers.

But for Wende and Ruixi, who knew nothing about magic, they didn't even understand the principle of the magic circle, so how could they interrupt the spellcasting.

"I have an idea, come with me!"

Wende strode forward, ignoring the seven Nurgle disciples who were casting spells, and walked directly into the magic circle.

Apart from the stench and vomiting, there were no adverse reactions, and it seemed that the knowledge was correct.

You know, the Four Gods are not some evil group.

The gods are born from the emotions of all intelligent life in the world.

The essence of the four evil gods is the four most basic and original emotions of intelligent life.

The stronger the emotion of intelligent life for certain things, the stronger the power of the corresponding evil god, and the easier it is to receive the blessing of the corresponding god.

In addition to violence and bloodlust, Khorne also corresponds to courage and justice.

Although Nurgle is plague and death, it also corresponds to recovery and life.

Tzeentch is the polar opposite of cunning and wit.

Besides pleasure, Slaanesh is also inspiration and art and even beauty.

Praying and cursing are actually synonymous.

There may be a parallel world where all life is led by the god of strength, life, wisdom, and art, and the corrupt demons are holy angels with wings.

Perhaps in the parallel world, Quick and Bellegar sat at a table to share wine, Tyrion introduced the Eternal Queen to Malekith, and Thorgrim Grudge drank the last glass of wine and was ready to rush to the front to help Ironhide. All planetary beings unite to fight against aliens under the leadership of the four gods.

But this fucking old world is messed up, and everything is moving towards a more tragic side.

This led to a large number of negative emotions in intelligent life. These emotions turned the four gods into the four evil gods, and the appearance of the evil gods further intensified the flood of negative emotions.

Nurgle's greatest enemy is not Tzeentch, but another side of herself, which is life, preferably a healthy life.

When Wende just walked into the altar of the magic circle, the seven Nurgle believers felt that something was wrong. The magic began to distort, the ritual malfunctioned, and the summoning stopped completely.

"It's a fresh life! Kill him!"

Since the seven believers had to maintain the altar of the magic circle, they couldn't get out to kill Wende, so they could only point to the scattered corpses with the help of their weird spines that could still move.

Under the corruption of the plague of Nurgle, the corpses stood up one after another, picked up various weapons, and tremblingly rushed towards Wende and Ruixi.

"Steady and steady, our task is to stand in this magic circle and make their summoning ceremony invalid. If the situation is critical, we can temporarily leave the magic circle, but we must come back and stand for enough time!"

Ruixi nodded slightly. When he was in Naggaroth, he had guarded the northern border, and he did not know how many Chaos believers and Norsca barbarians were killed under the sword.

Now it's Nurgle's walking corpse again, but it can still remind her of the happy days in the ice and snow.

"Fight for Kane!"

Ruixi uttered a battle cry, using a dagger to quickly slash and kill Nurgle's walking corpses who walked into the magic circle. These fragile walking corpses have no power to fight back in front of the witch spirit.

"For, for, uh... for, shit."

"There has never been a savior that does not depend on the god emperor. It is up to us to create the happiness of mankind!"

Singing a battle cry that can be used in both worlds, Wende quickly drew his gun and knocked the head of Nurgle's walking corpse in front of him, then quickly turned around and kicked away the rotting corpse that bit him.

The barbed musket slammed against another walking corpse that jumped up, fired quickly, and sprayed all its internal organs on the wall of the sewer.

Putting away the gun, shaking off the adhesive on the barrel and the bayonet, and quickly reloading the gunpowder, a Nurgle walking corpse had already grabbed Wende from behind.

He turned his head immediately, but there was only a severed hand on his shoulder.

Ruixi threw the dagger into the air, spun it at high speed to shake off the slime stained on it, and then grabbed the dagger again.

"you are welcome."

At this moment, the body of a Nurgle follower began to swell rapidly.

Fresh life appeared in the magic circle that was supposed to be full of death, and the flow of magic has begun to become disordered. The Nurgle believer who exploded just now died because of a magic error.

"15 minutes, let's hold on for another 15 minutes."

Wen De had already calculated in his mind how long the two of them would have to persist, Ruixi looked disdainful.

"Only 15 minutes? I can't kill enough. How about killing the six Nurgle disciples and causing the magic circle to go out of control and produce more mindless walking corpses?"

"They are protected by the wind of magic, can you do magic?"

If he could directly kill Nurgle disciples, would Wende still need to interfere with the ceremony in this stinky magic circle?

Although I am immune to all winds of magic, I can't use magic.

As a witch spirit, Ruixi naturally doesn't know magic, so the two of them have to spend enough time in this magic circle.

Rotting flesh and mud had already penetrated into the shoes, and every step I took felt an unbearably sticky feeling.

Although Nurgle's walking corpse is very easy to deal with, the two of them will vomit even if they stay in this foul-smelling and dark environment for another 5 minutes.

"How long has it been?"

"Ten four minutes, the last 4 seconds, hold on!"

"Fight for Kane."

Ruixi, who had long since ended her killing skills, could only sigh silently, and uttered the smallest battle cry ever recorded.

And Wende can't sing anymore. This is the ultimate corrosion of Nurgle, which makes you want to give up all your struggles in a subtle way, and want to find a place to lie down with peace of mind.

Just when the two of them were about to run out of energy, the last Nurgle believer exploded like an inflated balloon.

The magic circle completely failed, and the summoning ceremony began to collapse, after which the limbs and flesh and blood here would be slowly decomposed.

Wind was finally able to pass through this area and open the door of a small secret room.

"Thankfully, even after 4000 years, the box is still there."

(End of this chapter)