Chapter 113 Deep Night
  The benevolent Grandfather God did not directly withdraw the gift, but just stopped paying attention to Urric because he did not care about his loving father at all and no longer spread tiny new lives everywhere.

He gave the unfaithful man a chance.

But the mark he left turned into trouble. Urric's body, tortured to the point of numbness by disease, was being eaten away by the Nurglings.

The demon spreads the disease wantonly, although it can only take care of the three meters around the symbiote.

The demon who became one with him gave him extraordinary self-healing power, which extended his pain infinitely.

Urric had had enough of this suffering, and he was not prepared to practice the ways of the two gods at the same time.

He wants to become the champion warrior of the Blood God, and to do so, he needs to completely let go of everything his loving father left behind.

This is not an easy task, but fortunately, Urrik met a turning point not long ago.

His decades of roaming the seas paid off when a Norscan slave trader who had traveled to the Invisible Isles was plundered by a notorious champion who wanted to trade secret information for his life.

After swearing an oath of honor, Urric learned a secret known to only a few.

In the rainforest of the new world, in a ruined temple guarded by local indigenous people, there is a "lost floating boat" that can control free matter!
  He might be able to use this magical item to drain the ichor from his body and get rid of the influence of the demon Nurgle before truly embarking on the path of the Blood God.

To do this, he needed an army.

Not only Urrik has obtained relevant information, there are also some religious groups that believe in the divine crow and the divine snake, and they are also recruiting explorers.

Urric needs to defeat them!
  The new world is about to come, and not only the Chaos Cult is gathering.

It is said that there is also a Black Ark attracted by the "Lost Floating Boat" and is sailing from the Reach Sea in the west of Lustria to the vast ocean.

That's Lord Kraken's sea fortress!
  Druchi's most fearsome pirate had just finished plundering the coast of the Cathay Empire in the Far East.

The Black Ark "Tower of God's Blessing of the Evil Party" carries the slaves who have become full again, carrying the moving havoc of all those who cross the sea, and wants to take the opportunity to get a share of the rain forest.

There seems to be the shadow of the Condor believers in this chaos, and the God of Change is always behind the scenes.

……

In the center of the sea shrouded in fog, on the island of constantly flowing lenses.

The old man in disheveled clothes sat behind the shadow curtain, quietly looking at the floating books in front of him, adding a few strokes from time to time.

The blue flames in the old man's eyes were dancing, making the empty gold-rimmed glasses stained with blue light.

Every broken mirror on the island is a microcosm of the world.

There is a figure in the broken mirror, fleeing from the dangers reflected in the mirror.

Several broken mirrors lined up next to the old man illuminated the dancing demons on the Lustria coast in the distance.

……

On the northern coast of Lustria, where the Kuweizha River begins.

On the ruins of an elven colony abandoned thousands of years ago, groups of humans in purple robes are holding a grand chaotic party.

At first, there was no limit to the close communication, with flesh, blood and feces outlining the blasphemous name of the secret keeper.

After the carnival, people gathered around bonfires, tearing off their external belongings and dancing.

The skin was scratched to pieces, pieces of flesh with blood vessels attached were thrown into the air, and other captured adventurers were sacrificed and mutilated in the dance.

Screams are the embellishment of the filthy party. Cut into pieces by a thousand cuts, the believers are prepared for the ultimate pain and offer food to Slaanesh, the Prince of Darkness.

This is a different kind of joy, and participants from all over the world bring more variety of joy.

Sacrifice fascinates them most, and a devout Sigmar monk among them is the leader of the party.

The devotee, corrupted by his penance and the joy of faith, now took on a new identity.

Rogge is no longer a missionary of the Church of Sigmar. He still admires Sigmar, the founder of the empire. However, his body and mind belong to darkness and he can no longer consider himself a Sigmar believer.

He never forgot who he was, but he couldn't escape the joy of darkness. He could not control his words and deeds. After each indulgence, his belief in Sigma became stronger.

Although he was in the abyss, he stubbornly kept his faith, which brought Rogge joy and excitement like waves.

The more determined you are, the more you fall.

Everyone present knew that this venerable ascetic was completely one of their own.

He is more pious than any "Purple Rose", and his actions are practicing the path of the Prince of Darkness, even if his mind is thinking about other existences.

He was completely immersed in absurd debauchery and could not refuse any backyard.

……

In the Reach Sea in the west of Lustria, the Admiral of the Black Ark did not indulge in bloody pageantry.

Loxia Corrupt Heart quietly watched the pirates wandering among the slaves.

This batch of female humans from the Far East was just mediocre cargo, he had better ones.

The Dragonborn, whose muscles and bones were broken and his ability to cast spells was blocked, was in the Admiral's spire.

Of course, these are only consumables, and if they don't completely give up their useless fantasy, Lord Kraken will kill the rebels for fun.

From time to time, undesirable slaves were executed by pirates, and their blood spilled from the Black Ark into the sea, staining the sea red.

This high-loss entertainment method did not make Lord Kraken angry. This trip to the Far East yielded more than expected, and there was an urgent need to consume some of the goods quickly.

The last part left behind is the tamed and docile slave, which will be more valuable.

Those who do not submit can only be sold to various altars that are in urgent need of sacrifices.

Before that, it is better to use their deaths in exchange for the pirates' "loyalty".

Occasionally, pirates would fall in love with the same slave and fight over it, but the pirates would always save the slave and not kill the other party directly.

They are more disciplined than other Druchi pirates, but that's about it.

……

Lynch and Assur's forced march was limited to daylight, and they were forced to slow down after nightfall.

They entered the swampy basin connected by the Kuweizha River, between Taranxla and Taranxlan.

After scaring away the aquatic beasts that were ready to move, Lynch followed the smell of blood and found a dying Stubborn.

It fell down among the water plants and was covered in mud.

Perhaps it was the blessing of the ancient saints that no wild beasts destroyed its remains.

Based on the decorations on its body, Lynch judged that it was a messenger.

The Archmage speculated that it died from some kind of continuous damage spell. Although it escaped from the siege in the end, it failed to survive until dawn.

Lynch forced the Archmage to gather Shash's power to temporarily bring the messenger's soul back from death.

He needs to know the message the messenger wants to convey.

Indistinct spiritual bodies emerged, and at first, the confused souls whispered subconsciously.

"Hot-blooded species! Hot-blooded species are being driven deep into the forbidden land by gold and silver!"

"The sanctuary of the Water God has been desecrated by the hot-blooded ones! They have defiled the Temple of Pure Water!"

"The hot-bloods drove us with fire and iron, and we failed to save the most holy statue!"

(End of this chapter)

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