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Russell closed his eyes in anguish, but a glimmer of hope still burned within him. He knew that as long as he lived, there was still a chance. For the Emperor, for humanity, he would never give up.

Meanwhile, far away from the battlefield, Astram and Cato Sicarius were anxiously discussing a rescue plan.

“We must rescue Russell,” Astram said firmly. “His power is vital to us, and… he is our brother.”

Cato nodded: “That’s right, but we have to be careful. Kugas’s corrupted domain isn’t so easy to breach. We need more support, and we might even need to resort to some… unconventional methods.”

Astland clenched his fist: "No matter what, we can't give up. Russell is still waiting for us."

The battle cry has sounded once more, and Russell's fate will oscillate between corruption and hope. His suffering is only the beginning of this war.

…………

Through repeated corruption and reorganization, Russell's body is undergoing evolution. Unbeknownst to him, his physical body is becoming stronger, while his pain is gradually decreasing.

Kugas and the Death Lord realized something was wrong. Kugas immediately roared and increased the power of corruption, plunging Russell into agony once again.

Kugas roared, "Looks like I should increase my strength." With that, he brought over seven Nurgle's Corruption Bells.

Inside the Corrupted Hall of Kugas, seven enormous Nurgle Corruption Bells were slowly carried in by demons.

The bells were covered in rotting runes and writhing maggots; each strike released a corrupting force powerful enough to erode the soul. Kugas stood in the center of the hall, a grotesque grin spreading across his decaying face: "Let's see if your sacred body can withstand this sevenfold baptism of corruption!"

"Boom-"

At the first chime, Russell's body shuddered violently. The pus in the plague vat seemed to boil, the dark green liquid frantically corroding his flesh. His skin rapidly festered, and his bones cracked under the corrosive force. Russell gritted his teeth, golden psionic energy surging within him, attempting to resist this power.

"Boom-"

With the second chime, the corrupting power surged into Russell's body like a tidal wave. His internal organs began to rot, and the excruciating pain nearly made him lose consciousness. However, just as his body was about to collapse, golden psionic energy erupted once more, repelling the corrupting power. His flesh regenerated at a visible speed, but this time, the regeneration was noticeably slower.

"Boom-"

As the third bell rang, Russell's body began to undergo bizarre changes. Parts of his flesh twisted and deformed under the power of corruption, sprouting pustules and tentacles, while other parts remained unchanged under the protection of golden psionic energy. His body seemed to have become a battlefield between corruption and divine power; pain contorted his face, but he still did not utter a sound.

Kugas watched this scene, a hint of surprise appearing on his decaying face: "This mortal... can actually hold on?"

Death Lord Grox walked to Kugas's side and whispered, "His body seems to be adapting to the power of corruption. With each rebirth, his flesh grows stronger. If this continues, he may break free from our control."

A cold glint flashed in Kugas's eyes: "Then let him taste true despair!"

"Boom-"

With the fourth chime, the corrupting power intensified. Russell's body was almost completely corrupted, his consciousness began to blur, and Nurgle's whispers echoed in his ears: "Give up, mortal... Accept Nurgle's blessing, and you will gain eternal life..."

Russell's mind flashed with the faces of his comrades—Asteran's unwavering resolve, Casal's heroic spirit, Arya's gentleness. A faint flame ignited within him: "No... I will never yield..."

"Boom-"

With the fifth chime, Russell's body jolted violently. His golden psionic energy erupted once more, repelling the corrupting force. His flesh and blood regenerated rapidly, but this time, his body seemed to undergo a subtle change. His muscles were more solid, his bones more resilient, and even his golden psionic energy became purer.

Kugas's expression turned serious: "This mortal... his body is evolving!"

"Boom-"

With the sixth chime, the corrupting power swept in like a violent storm. Russell's body was corrupted once more, but his consciousness remained exceptionally clear. He felt his body adapting to this power, even beginning to absorb some of it. His golden psionic energy intertwined with the corrupting power within him, forming a completely new force.

Kugas finally realized the gravity of the situation, and he roared, "We can't wait any longer! Seventh Bell, destroy him completely!"

"Boom-"

The seventh bell rang, and the entire hall trembled. The corrupting power reached its peak, almost completely engulfing Russell's body. However, just as his consciousness was about to collapse, an unprecedented power erupted from within him. Golden psionic energy merged with the corrupting power, forming a dazzling pillar of light that shot straight into the sky.

Kugas and Grox were thrown back several steps by the force, their rotting faces filled with shock: "This...this is impossible!"

Within the pillar of light, Russell's figure slowly rose. His body had fully recovered, even stronger than before. Golden light gleamed in his eyes, and his voice echoed through the hall like thunder: "Your corrupting power... can no longer harm me."

Kugas roared and raised his scepter, attempting to attack again. But Russell was faster; he rushed towards Kugas like lightning, and the Blood Drinker brought down with unparalleled power.

"For the Emperor!" Russell roared as the Blood Drinker severed Kugas's scepter, golden psionic energy scorching the corrupted body of the Great Demon like flames.

Kugas let out a painful roar as his body began to crumble. He roared, "This is not over, mortal! Nurgle's blessing is endless!"

Russell looked at him coldly: "Then let Nurgle come to see me in person."

Kugas's figure gradually dissipated under the scorching golden psionic energy, while Russell turned to look at Grox. The Death Lord's expression changed drastically, and he quickly retreated: "Retreat! Retreat now!"

The corrupted hall began to crumble, and Russell's figure appeared incredibly majestic in the light. He knew this battle was only the beginning; greater challenges lay ahead. But regardless, he was prepared.

After Kugas and the Death Guards escaped, the world immediately returned to normal, and the thick green fog completely dissipated.

Russell, meanwhile, appeared naked in a decaying jungle.