In Warhammer, I am Ultraman Noah

However, there is an old saying in Ryan's hometown, a small screw can make a big difference, and all Nurgle demons are essentially part of the loving father. This Nurgling spirit does not yet know that it will be the first contact of Chaos to face certain forces.

It just bounced and hit the floor, and then felt the passing of life. The guards who had been following Mantis were all killed. The death of those lives made this Nurgle spirit feel sad. Obviously those Life can also be resurrected as one's partner, and everyone competes to see whose maggots can burrow faster.

But now, those lives are dead.

Nurgling is very angry. It can feel that the people who are killing the life it is familiar with are approaching. They are holding sharp weapons and hiding in the shadows. Their goal is to kill the big toy in the real universe. Its only toy.

At the thought that his toy might be destroyed, Nurgling let out a sad cry, with purulent green tears coming out of its few eyes until it was comforted by Mantis behind him. .

"Then we'll kill them."

A hoarse voice came from Mantis's throat. His vocal cords were used as communication organs for high-level Nurgle demons and were extremely tough.

"Just become like us. A loving father doesn't like killing."

Nurgling's consciousness conveyed this idea, and the maggots on his face were trying hard to suck up those tears, quickly evolving towards the state of the plague fly.

Click!

The door to the room was opened, and Burne Mandala's assassins had surrounded the room, only seeing Mantis with his back turned to them.

The latter was not wearing armor, and seemed to be holding something in his arms. There were still some wet marks on the ground, and a few foul-smelling maggots were writhing uneasily and anxiously there.

What the hell is this? How could there be such filthy things in the room where Flower Castle receives VIPs, unless Mantis is infected!

These dead soldiers knew what the targets they were dealing with had done, so they were more cautious and even prepared crossbows.

The two set up the arms of the crossbow, and one person pulled the string, aiming at the motionless giant.

puff!

The bows and arrows shot out instantly, and these experienced killers didn't even need to look to know that Mantis's body would be penetrated.

But empiricism kills people.

For example, they have never faced a real Chaos Demon, even a Nurgling, and even a Nurgling that in many people's eyes does not deserve to be called a demon.

Guwa——!

A long, fishy pink tongue swept out from the front of Mantis, catching the bow and arrow and binding it in mid-air.

If there is an old Chinese medicine doctor here and sees the color of the tongue coating, he must record it carefully to see how many diseases the owner of this tongue has in his body?

These dead soldiers were obviously not interested in medical technology. They had never seen such a scene before, but they just relied on their trained instincts and rushed toward the target with their sharp blades.

No matter how weird the target is, it is still a mortal body, so how can it be worth the addition of swords?

Buzz buzz—!

Buzz—!

?

Why is there the sound of flies? Where are the flies here?

It smells so bad, I’ve been bitten, and my body can’t move!

My skin is rotten!

ah--!

Pain, this pain, damn it, how to get rid of this pain!

Boom, boom, boom!

Death, is death the only way to escape?

Phew! The blade slashed into his heart.

But why does this kind of pain still exist? It makes people unable to live in peace even if they die!

Skin is tearing, bones are growing, organs are confused, and senses are distorted.

Why do these things grow on my body?

Guji, Guji, is this my saliva? Even the floor was corroded!

No, don't move, it hurts too much!

These wounds——!

Damn it, how can I get rid of this pain!

In extreme physical pain, the dead soldiers raised their heads and saw two faces, one belonging to the knight Mantis, and the other belonging to a species they had never seen before.

The wet Nurgling tongue scraped across their skin, relieving their painful feeling of being rapidly eroded by their bodies, as if a kind father was comforting the children.

"F-Father?"

Yes, only by falling into their father's arms can they be freed from this kind of illness and no longer suffer from the hardships of birth, old age, illness and death.

Gradually, the tentacles that have grown out will no longer make them feel redundant; the torn holes in the skin will no longer flow blood and cause pain; even those that fly in and out of their bodies The flies don't feel noisy, but become much more friendly.

These high-level Nurgle walkers were born on the land of the Principality of Mandala, cheering and cheering around the body of Mantis, exuding the joy of rebirth.

"What to do next!"

"What's next?"

The happiness of the walkers surrounding him made this Nurgle feel genuine joy. In the past, in my loving father's garden, the zombies couldn't even notice me, which made me helpless.

"Bring more companions!"

The Nurgling's opinion came out from the throat of Mantis, and the zombies raised their hands and waved, twisting their rotten heads, widening their gray-white pupils, and ran towards the entire Flower Castle.

But what this Nurgling still doesn't understand is that the plague flies that were born out of his own sorrow quickly lost their infectivity, as if there was another force that forcibly cut off this infection mode.

But Nurgling already has a new friend, so there is no need to use his non-existent brain to think about why this situation happened.

That is a question that the Great Unclean Ones should study. As a Nurgling, it just needs to be happy.

At this time, Second Terra was still busy getting the first and second companies to complete their training. They still had the territories of two earls and three barons to coordinate.

Ryan believed that these nobles would understand the principles of muskets and obediently give up their resources and territory.

Earl Goyle can temporarily look forward to his new roommates in the prison of Second Terra, hoping that they can reform themselves in prison.

In the past few days, the two big guys have never looked for him as a mediator. It is as if once the two of them got online, Ryan was like a useless tool, abandoned from beginning to end.

Fortunately, the Evolution Truster can still call out normally. Bryce can hear Mr. Ryan's voice upstairs every night before going to bed, shouting words like light, as if he is trying to complete some transformation.

And Ryan himself finally unlocked a new thing in the process of constantly plugging and unplugging the Evolved Truster.

blaster.

Brother, don’t send me away with this!

At least give me Stone Wings, a guy who can escape with his life!

Ryan entered the summoning mode with a blaster and made many poses like a fool, but he didn't feel the presence of Stone Wings.

In today's dream, he felt like a resentful woman, miserable and pitiful. Unfortunately, he did not get a response from the two big guys.

Forget it, don't be too greedy.

After holding a blaster, he has one more trump card.

As the only energy weapon currently on this feudal planet, the blasting gun used by the human body of Nexus can release energy wave blasts that are consistent with the fluctuations of alien beasts, and then completely kill small alien beasts.

It should have certain lethality against ordinary enemies and even subspace demons, but it cannot be compared to the small flashlight in the hands of the Astra Militarum.

With the idea of ​​not disturbing the people, Ryan ran on the road of Second Terra in the middle of the night, heading towards the wild.

As a result, the urban legend of a pale ghost that wandered the night in Second Terra became more and more popular, and it also frightened those who wanted to do evil.

Ryan quickly ran to a wilderness, and even tried to transform into Kamen Rider Yajituo during part of the journey. He broke out at a speed of 100 meters in 2 seconds, which was faster than the 4.5 seconds in the storm form. More than double.

Although he can't completely transform now, and this speed can't be maintained for long, Ryan can already feel that his body is gradually adapting to Yajituo's power, and it won't be long before he can maintain the transformed state for a long time.

The blaster quickly aimed at a small hill in the distance. Ryan thought to himself, don't think of some fireworks popping up as an expression of explosion like exploding the floor of a special studio.

Hold the blaster with both hands, aim forward, and pull the trigger.

At that moment, the ring of change also emerged. His super power of telekinesis assisted the energy trajectory of the blaster to be concentrated and restrained in a very small range, creating a circle of about two meters wide and invisible on the hill in front. The pit at the bottom.

This should be a concentrated mode under the constraints of telekinesis. If there is no telekinesis constraint, it can cause explosive damage with a wider range of damage, but the single-target damage will be reduced accordingly.

Ryan kept trying various firing modes of the blaster, and even tried to restrain the energy blasts with his telekinesis, focusing them in front of him as a shield before they exploded.

During this kind of practice, Ryan's mind control ability became more and more adept.

However, an external substance is currently needed to explode energy or kinetic energy, and then be controlled using mind power.

If the power of mind is controlled against a pile of air or a harmless ordinary person, it will not cause much damage.

However, Ryan thought of the battle between the Black and White Gods in the Yajitu world view 30,000 years ago. Both of them showed the ability to ignite the energy in the other's body, which was similar to supernatural fire.

If your own telekinesis can detonate the energy that has not leaked out of the opponent's body, can you also achieve the same effect?

Ryan feels that the abilities he possesses now allow him to develop many combat skills, and he must not relax too much and give up on honing these skills.

Maybe this kind of supernatural fire-like ability can be mastered by himself with his long-honed telekinesis before he evolves into a higher-level Yajituo.

As all his telekinesis was used up, Ryan gasped and sat down on the ground, having to stroke the circle of change a few times to comfort him. This guy needs to be coaxed ever since he started to get upset.

Fortunately, every time the mood of the changing circle rises, Ryan's telekinesis has been greatly improved in terms of intensity and reserve.

The three forms of Yajida's earth, storm, and fire correspond to the trinity of religious meaning. Human body and spirit will find their destination, and finally the perception will be sublimated, and after being ignited, they will enter the shining that represents the divinity.

This also means a change in the understanding of the world.

Perhaps because of this, the Black God who was kicked by the shining form will also have a change in his understanding of human beings.

However, now that he has directly skipped the earth form and upgraded to the Yaoguang Yajituo that has received the emperor's light, he is already qualified in terms of physical body.

In terms of spirit, his soul is watched by the Black and White God, Noah and the Emperor, and there is no need to worry about signs of corruption and collapse.

Only the so-called perception, the understanding of this world has not yet reached the state of transcending the world.

Not to mention transcending this knowledge, he doesn't even have the ability to recognize the subspace that exists in this world.

How to reach the form of the Trinity?

Perhaps the light of Nexus will play a role in this cognitive change. The power of Yajida is essentially the power of light. As the first light, Noah's light will always have some echoes with each other.

Alas, I still have to find a way to become stronger, leaving little time for the second Terra to develop smoothly.

According to the development inertia of the Warhammer world, those in the Mandala Principality who wanted to study the plague zombies at this time must have reaped the consequences and inevitably allowed the plague to spread on a small scale.

Ryan always has to think of the worst possible outcome to deal with things, so as to ensure that things will not be beyond his control.

While dragging his tired body back to Second Terra, Ryan headed straight for the foundry.

We can't delay it any longer, we will start seizing the territories of other nobles today.

The previous channel for selling water conservancy equipment has served as a guide for Second Terra's spies to enter local territories. He wants to capture all the territories south of the Pachy Mountains within twenty days.

Then he joined Lord Gorgat and started trying to build a checkpoint in the Baiqi Mountains to resist the zombie tide.

Of course, these checkpoints are only used to delay time. The real siege fortress can only be built in the Second Terra mainland where various basic industries have begun to take off.

During the construction of these levels, Ryan will go to the Principality of Mandala with Gorgart Will to perform the Titan Awakening Ceremony.

If new Titan Knights are born, Ryan will find a way to bring these Titan Knights back to Second Terra.

If no Titan Knights were born, there would be no need to worry, and all the Titans could be directly controlled by telekinesis to return to Second Terra.

Even if these scrap metals are no longer usable, as long as the weapon system can be repaired, Ryan can use his mind to control the defensive weapons that will serve as the siege fortress of Second Terra in the future.

Seven wardog-level reconnaissance titans can still defend the zombie tide. If there are plague bearers or higher-level Nurgle demons in the zombie tide, Ryan will have to deal with those troublesome things personally.

All in all, Ryan feels a growing sense of urgency. This pressure drives Ryan to do more things faster and more securely in order to relieve the pressure in his heart.

Otherwise, this second Terra, the city born in his own hands, would be invaded by Nurgle's zombies before it lasted for a month or two. It would be too bad.

Black Gods would hide their faces and wonder why they chose this thing.