The Bizarre Adventures of the Oil Man, but Starting with Warhammer 32K

"Wait a moment!"

Leon wanted to hang up directly, but Reina stopped him: "I don't know what you are going to do, but I want to tell you that the Empire's support fleet is coming soon."

Li Ang stopped hanging up: "When?"

"Judging from the violent fluctuations in the subspace, it should have happened within this half day."

"uh-huh……"

This was crucial information, but He Liang couldn't relate it to the current situation. He could only simply express his gratitude: "Thank you for your kindness, my Lord Judge."

"...As long as you pay more attention to Udyr's affairs. Here is a set of codes that Udyr uses to communicate with his servants. Perhaps it will be of some use."

This time, it was Reina who hung up the phone first.

Leon did not deliberately avoid talking to the Inquisitor, and the Astartes next to him understood the situation while listening.

"This magic circle is connected to the center and can be activated at any time. He must be involved in the conspiracy of the bottom nest."

Kurland suggested: "Should we just destroy this place?"

Leon denied it: "It was the Night Lord who sent us here. I guess this most common practice should be within his expectations."

"What does this mean?"

"Either they want to use us to destroy this place, or they're just using false clues to delay us. Judging from what the Inquisitor said, the former is more likely."

Thorne didn't think the traitor had brought them here out of kindness. "No matter what their purpose is, only by destroying this place can we ensure that nothing goes wrong."

"Don't worry."

Leon pondered the clues he had gathered so far—the Cult of Life, which was actually a Nurgle believer, the sacrificial ritual with added ingredients, and the Night Lord who led them here.

"Although their purpose is still unknown, there are at least two groups vying for this group of Nurgle believers. One of them is not very powerful, otherwise they wouldn't consider using us to achieve their goal."

He made a judgment and then looked at his followers.

"If the Night Lord wants to destroy this place, then his enemies will definitely come to the initiation ceremony. Let's leave a team here and see if we can catch one of them."

Led by Sergeant Arlo, a group of veterans from the Second Legion remained. They lay in wait, awaiting the enemy who might activate this hidden node. The other Astartes set out again, their target once again being the core of the formation.

Following Isaga's guidance, they finally came to a gloomy and dilapidated underground nest.

This lair might have been used by a gang for secret production, but now it has been transformed into the core of a sacrificial ritual. Leon saw the Nurgle believers who had built a simple defense outside the lair.

It seems someone took advantage of their delay to reveal their purpose to the followers of Nurgle.

It's hard to say whether this news is good or bad.

They had previously killed a large number of Nurgle believers in order to confirm the location of the magic circle. Leon was worried whether that had met the requirements of the sacrificial ceremony.

But since the mastermind can still send these Nurgle believers here, it means that those souls have not yet fed the mastermind.

But if we send the remaining Nurgle followers directly, perhaps those people will only need the final push from them to achieve their goal...

But this is simple.

As long as we can get in faster than they can start the ceremony!

At Leon's instruction, two hellfire chariots rushed towards the entrance of the lair like arrows. The Nurgle believers guarding the entrance widened their eyes. They still remembered the killing weapons that had just slaughtered them.

"It's Astartes! The false emperor's lackeys are coming again!"

Although they said they would sacrifice themselves for the Great Father, they clearly did not have the courage to face the enemy head-on after being slaughtered by the Space Marines. These Nurgle believers fled into their lair and informed the Bishop who was in charge of the situation there of the arrival of the Emperor's Angels.

"Don't be nervous." The bishop waved his hand. Facing his frightened subordinates, he chose to boost their confidence with one sentence: "Everything is in the Father's plan!"

These words gave Nurgle's followers some courage again. They hid in various dark corners according to the bishop's arrangements, ready to launch a fatal blow to the false emperor's lackeys at any time.

The caverns were too narrow to allow Leman Russ to penetrate further. A group of Astartes and Leman Russ were left at the entrance to prevent anyone else from entering. The other Astartes, led by the smaller and more delicate Hellion Chariots, advanced deeper into the lair.

The evil energy of the Warp belonging to the Father of Plagues turned into a black fog of disease that spread throughout the nest. A dozen Nurgle believers wanted to use the black fog to quietly approach the Astartes, but the stench emanating from their bodies had already betrayed them.

The Hellion Chariot turned the direction of its flamethrower, and a beam of flame powered by promethium instantly illuminated this section of the passage as bright as day.

The first row of Nurgle believers were instantly carbonized by flames!

"Stop the fire."

Li Ang calmly commanded: "Switch to explosive bombs!"

Those Nurgle believers who were burned by the flames were lucky. They lost their lives in an instant and did not have to endure the torture of the bombs, but the rest were not so lucky.

The heavy rain of bullets blew the limbs of the believers in the back row into pieces, but the well-trained Astartes did not take away their already decaying lives. Instead, their shots deliberately avoided the believers' vital points, only making them unable to move.

The tenacious life granted to them by Nurgle now turned into a vicious curse. The Space Marines kicked away the believers who were lying on the ground and screaming miserably, and continued to move forward unswervingly.

This is not mercy, but to prevent the other party's evil power from growing.

As the screams outside gradually approached, the bishop, who had not yet accumulated enough spiritual energy, began to ooze black pus from his ulcer.

Obviously, that group of pseudo-emperor's lackeys were approaching him at a very fast speed, so why was the power of the believers' deaths that he could absorb so little?

The stubborn Nurgle believers were still making their last struggle. Every time they passed a corner in the lair, several Nurgle believers would rush out from the blind spot of their vision, trying to delay the Space Marines' advance. They did cause some losses to the Imperial Fists, but they could not prevent the Imperial Fists from punching through all their defenses like a heavy punch.

As the narrow lair suddenly widened, the Space Marines who had advanced to the bottom finally approached the core of the sacrificial ceremony. Leon immediately saw the adamantine door at the end of the hall. Through the gap in the door, he could see the dark green evil light emanating from inside.

It seems that the center of the ceremony is behind this door.

The Space Marines rushed to the gate, and Leon tried to enter it, but the thinkers here had been shut down by Nurgle's corruption.

Fortunately, there was no pure gold in the bottom nest to make a door. Leon calculated and found that the strength of this door was enough to be blown open by hot melt.

"You guys stand back."

Li Ang began to install a bomb on the door.

The Space Marines consciously kept a safe distance, forming an arc-shaped defense line to block the Nurgle believers who were still pouring in. However, after installing the bomb, Leon did not retreat, but only took a few steps back, away from the center of the explosion, and then activated his energy shield.

"Boom!!!"

With a deafening explosion, scorching liquid metal gushed out like magma, and the disease and fungus attached to it instantly vaporized into a ball of swirling green steam.

Leon, holding up an energy shield, walked in front. Without waiting for other Astartes to catch up, he bent down and walked into the blown-open platinum gate.

The bishop watched in horror as the red demon advanced towards him amidst the smoke from the explosion. The two cultists guarding him attempted to fire their laser rifles, but the weak beams couldn't even create a ripple on the energy shield.

"Back off, you running dogs of the false emperor!"

The bishop warned in a timid tone: "Don't you dare come any closer to us!"

Li Ang said nothing, but just kept moving closer.

"Your Excellency, this is not a solution!"

The two believers volunteered, showing off their deformed and hyperplastic muscle tissues. "Let's go stop this demon!"

"The Great Father truly needs your devotion..."

The two believers nodded, ready to meet again in the Garden of Nurgle. But just as they were about to take action, the bishop's cold hands climbed up the back of their necks.

"But I will make your death more worthwhile!"

Their bodies shrank rapidly, and their mutated limbs began to degenerate. The two believers stared wide-eyed, feeling the rich evil power of Nurgle being drawn out of their bodies by the Bishop.

"Bishop...why?!"

"Because your life and soul should be dedicated to the Great Father!"

The life bestowed by Nurgle was stripped from the two believers by the Bishop, and their souls, which had been poisoned by Chaos, also fell into the Bishop's hands.

The souls of the two believers looked in horror at the other wronged souls around them who were just as unwilling as they were. These twisted souls of fellow Nurgle believers made them realize that the so-called return to Nurgle's Garden after death was nothing but a ridiculous lie.

"No, no, no!"

They wanted to deny it, to flee. But the Chaos corruption that once made them powerful and immortal now became their heaviest shackles. Their resentment turned them into fuel for the Exarchs, and their unwillingness to die became the ultimate catalyst for Nurgle's power.

The chaotic spiritual energy in the bishop's body continued to rise, and such a powerful force allowed the bishop to regain his confidence.

"This is a power that you will never be able to understand!"

He screamed, directing his concentrated spiritual energy at Leon: "You have destroyed my plan to dedicate this planet to the Great Father, and you must bear the wrath of the Great Father! Kneel before the might of the loving Father, humble mortal!"

The green psychic torrent, carrying the power of decay, shot towards Leon!

The huge amount of spiritual energy neutralized the energy shield on Leon's body. A smile appeared on the bishop's face. He had begun to imagine how the steel in Leon's body would decay under this force.

But when the psychic shockwave ended, he didn't see the priest slumped to the ground, his life force eroded by the psychic energy. Instead, Leon just stood there calmly.

The bishop's eyes widened.

It would not be wrong to say that there was no effect at all - the red mark on Leon's body that symbolized his identity as the Mechanicus was indeed destroyed by this power.

But nothing more.

Leon frowned, dusted off the dust on his body, and met the bishop's gaze, which was a mixture of surprise and confusion.

"Your power is too dirty."

Now the positions were reversed, and the one who had accused the other of not understanding the power was now the one who truly couldn't understand. The bishop frantically gathered his spiritual energy again, but no matter how he attacked, the spiritual energy dissipated into nothingness the moment it touched Leon.

Leon continued to walk towards the bishop, while the bishop subconsciously stepped back. It was not until he missed a step that the bishop realized he had nowhere to retreat.

All that was left behind him was the "Pool of Life" dedicated to his loving father.

The bishop's expression twisted horribly: "Don't come over here!"

Of course, Leon wouldn't obey. The sound of his advancing footsteps was like a death knell to the bishop. Facing this demon, the bishop felt his pus nearly boiling. He turned around and looked at the cesspool behind him, where all sorts of rotting organs and limbs floated.

Months ago, he had received his "enlightenment" at the bottom of this pit. Following divine revelation, he filled the pool with all sorts of filth, using it as a bridge connecting the human world and the plague realm.

After that, he should continue to expand the scope of his believers, and then concentrate all his strength to drag this planet into the sky, so that the whole world can embrace Nurgle's kindness...

That's how it should be!

The power now gathered in this "pool of life" is not enough to bring this world into the arms of the father, but if he himself is added, he should be able to summon the great apostle of Nurgle through here.

A stern look appeared on the bishop's face.

"You forced me to do this, you running dogs of the false emperor!"

He jumped into the pool.

With him at its center, the entire pool glowed with a dim green light. It felt as if a bottomless maw had opened wide, ready to devour all within, including the bishop.

"Let the messenger of the true God deal with you, this soul-devouring monster!"

Chapter 136: Istvaan Sect.

To be honest, Leon really wanted to see what the Great Demon Nurgle looked like.

Maybe it will be the old acquaintance who was defended by Li Tou Che alone and had his head blown off by the chainsaw sword?

But unfortunately, even if the combat effectiveness of a Nurgle Daemon is poor, its corrosiveness is extremely strong. If a Nurgle Daemon is allowed to appear, even Space Marines cannot guarantee that they will not suffer flesh and blood deformation due to the opponent's forced corruption.

Li Ang had to give up this idea with regret.

He stepped forward quickly, and the filth in the pool of life actually avoided him in fear, as if it were a living thing. He extended his servo arm and scooped out the cultist who was singing praises to the greatness of the loving father in the pool.

The evil power of Nurgle attached to the bishop began to dissipate the moment it came into contact with Leon. The energy in the life pool rushed frantically towards the bishop, who was the center of the ritual, trying to fill the gap left by the annihilation of the evil power in the bishop.

But annihilation is irreversible.

A roar came from the bottom of the pool. It was a vicious curse that was about to penetrate the barrier of the real universe but was kicked back by the shrinking subspace rift.

The unknown demon tried to intimidate Leon in this way, but Leon, who was completely unaffected by the evil power of the subspace, ignored it.

Finding the ritual hopeless, the evil power that wanted to fill the void began to retreat. Without the support of Nurgle's evil power, the bishop quickly weakened.

Just like the two believers he had drained away before, he turned back into a dying old man, an ordinary person who was afraid of death.

Leon looked at the shriveled old man in front of him and realized that before he became a bishop, this man was no different from other bottom nest residents.

In this age when the power of Chaos has not yet become known, where did he get the cursed knowledge to summon the daemon of Nurgle?

Unfortunately, he couldn't get an answer from the bishop now.

The Bishop was so deeply bound to the Warp that his body could only function with the power of his loving father. Now that Nurgle's fel energy has receded, he has reached the end of his life, like a withered branch.

Maybe I can try a shot of cardiac stimulant later...

Leon threw him to the Astartes who followed him aside - they had come in a long time ago, but the "battle" just now did not leave them any room to intervene.

Rather, was that really a battle?

"Thaumatological defense circuit?"