Crimson Blood Coffin

With a voice full of doubts, the loving father's eyes looked through the rat man's body to Yuge, then to Pikeyu, and after a slight hesitation, he looked into the distance of unknown location.

When he turned his gaze back to the rat man here,

"Rat God?"

There seems to be nothing special about a murmur to oneself, but these seemingly simple sentences are already a sound that even the rat people cannot bear.

From the moment the sound started, the plague on the rat people increased instantly.

Plague, disease, and corruption exuded a plague of despair, a disease that even the immortality of the Rat Man could not resist. Along with the corruption of body and spirit, everything turned into rotten flesh and silt.

One after another, the rat-men rotted under the sight of this loving father figure.

There seems to be some pity,

The loving father looked at the rat people who were unwilling to bear his blessings, showing a trace of sadness.

"This is your believer? So tenacious. Why not accept my blessing? Accept my love?"

With a gentle tone like a loving father, Nurgle's fat and festered face showed a lot of reluctance. Looking at the rat men who were still turned into a puddle of pus, it seemed as if they were really his own children.

And You Ge, who was in the center of the meat nest, was the first to face these. Although the exploding plague diseases were not aimed at him, they were mixed with the rotting rat flesh and spread towards him. s position.

Build a wall of corrupt information!

Force field repulsion!

The world is suppressed!

The crimson light erupted from You Ge's throne, and immediately pushed away the spread of the plague. Fortunately, the other party was just a projection, and the plague did not really target him. Otherwise, You Ge would really not be able to say anything about himself. The deep love of this loving father who could withstand it.

But the unexpected thing was not just that, Pikyou on the side turned to laugh.

"Hey, hey, because you are fat, big fat~", the sudden taunt sounded, with Pikey's unique dry voice, the big mouth under the one eye opened and laughed directly: "You Master Ge, you are so careful, you have made me wait for so long for such a guy, ugh~"

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Not only Youge, but also Nurgle on the other side, who used the plague spread by the death of the ratmen to condense into an entity, was a little speechless.

Yes, he is only the third among the four Chaos Evil Gods, and his strength occasionally fluctuates, but it does not mean that he is really just an existence that can be manipulated by others, and his descendants who are now blessed have long been They are spread all over the world, so how can they become weak so easily?

The entity shook and wanted to think back, but Nurgle could not make any move at this time. He just felt that his plague was in conflict with a very powerful and stable core of faith, and he was attracted here.

For the time being, he could only project from the chaotic dimension, and he could only express his slight displeasure, causing part of the plague to be completely projected onto Pikyu, who was still laughing at him.

"Hey, big fat man, aren't you afraid that I am someone you can't afford to mess with?"

Pike smiled with one eye, not caring about the other party's attack. He waved the ghoul's touch under his feet and wiped out all the tepid plagues in an instant: "Lord Youge, you said, such a "superior" will let you Is it true that you are being so cautious? "

Hey hey hey,

Pikyu waved the raging ghoul's touch all around. After jumping off the cracked ghoul's body, he stepped into the inner world of Yuge. He walked slowly towards the meat nest full of blood and plague poisonous gas. Next to Nurgle, he began to look at the other person without caring about the other person's feelings.

"Projection, plague, superior person, tsk tsk tsk, barely a god?"

Going around in a circle, Pikeyu didn't know what he was muttering. Anyway, the touch of the ghoul that occasionally danced on Nurgle's body caused many fluctuations in the projection.

This kind of practical provocation also made Nurgle feel a lot of dissatisfaction. How had he ever been insulted like this in the Chaos Pantheon for so long?

but

This feeling

Nurgle was very sure that the black tentacles twitching on his projection definitely came from another powerful god, and they were far more powerful than Khorne, the first of the Four Evil Gods of Chaos.

Of course, this is not impossible. Nurgle has already noticed the difference here since the projection of this world. As a world that he used to spread blessings wildly, how could he not know what this world is, and this... Especially the one sitting on the crimson throne,

This completely different nature of power, you don’t need to think about it to know that it comes from other extraterritorial voids.

The vanguard of extraterrestrial gods?

This power and that one-eyed mummy, huh? Ghoul? This method of information transmission is indeed extraordinary.

This ghoul's tentacle ability is definitely far beyond his.

And what he calls "the superior\

,"Nurgle clearly realized that it was not as simple as just talking. The meaning it represented seemed to be some kind of rating method? Don't the four evil gods represent the Supreme? If it is compared with the original owner of the other party's black tentacle ability.

In just a few moments, Nurgle filled up his mind with countless possibilities. Although there was no actual verbal affirmation from the other party, that aspect already explained a lot of problems.

"TheRed? And this one."

The Red is not a strange word. Nurgle had already learned a little about it from the ratmen when he appeared, but Nurgle had no idea about this black one-eyed ghoul.

"Pikyu, hey, big fat guy, do you want to become a ghoul? Do you want to learn more?"

"So it's Pikyu, my name is Nurgle, the god of plague and decay in the Chaos Pantheon. I don't know what kind of creature the ghoul Pikyu is talking about. Can you talk to me in detail?"

Talk in detail, to be honest, Pikyu said this just as a joke. There is no such thing as really asking someone to be a ghoul. And if you meet the right material, Pikyu will not say so many words, just go up and deal with the other party. And telling such a superior about ghouls, forget it, it's not impossible.

"Oh? That's fine, but do you really want to know?"

Pikyu doesn't care, tell you, no problem, tell you, tell you everything, tell you without missing a single one, tell you what a ghoul is from beginning to end.

With a flip of his hand, Pikyu's big eyes stared at Nurgle in the field, and a group of extremely cold darkness immediately appeared around him.

[Ghoul Manuscript]

Want to be a rapstar? Oh! No, do you want to be a ghoul star?

Come, learn about the manuscript.

The manuscript that records the deeds of the ghoul king and his followers will tell you how to become a successful ghoul.

"Hehe.", the dark breath came, and Nurgle's face began to tremble obviously,

Are you really stupid? A book that records the deeds of gods, if it is read by an ordinary person, it is okay, but if it is read by a god, hehe. The darkness around has made Nurgle really aware of the gap between himself and the other party. Although it is only the other party's breath, it is not something that Nurgle can touch at will at this time.