Chapter 798 It's Obviously My Blue Medicine

"No, no, no, death is the greatest sorrow of life." The warrior shook his head and chanted in a rhythmic tone, "Our great war has been going on for thousands of years, but you can see that there are only six of us. We must gather seven people to meet the sacred number of the loving father, and that child will be the seventh."

The villagers could not understand the words of the warrior. Their brains lost their reason and ability to think under the torture of high fever and inflammation. Finally, they caught Ge Gu Luo with the last glimmer of hope and escorted him to the warrior.

Later, Ge Gu Luo was taken away by the warrior. They fed Ge Gu Luo a lot of disgusting soup and locked him up with all kinds of poisonous insects. After 49 days of blessing, Ge Gu Luo turned from a thin child into one of the bloated seven people.

The villagers also received the salvation of the loving father and lived forever in the disease. Until today, Ge Gu Luo can go back to see the villagers and his six brothers and sisters.

Perhaps the wolf priest Wodehouse is also the same. Like Ge Gu Luo, he is a person chosen by the great loving father. As long as he is blessed for 49 days, he can become one of them.

If Wodehouse wanted to replace him, Ge Gu Luo thought it was not impossible to negotiate, and he shouted to Wodehouse.

"There are only six of us in the Great War, and now we need you to gather the seventh to meet the Holy Number of the Father!"

Wodehouse rolled his eyes, and gathered the purified psychic energy in his body into his palm. First, he formed a force field with himself as the center to block long-range attacks. Then, he recalled the martyrs of the Space Wolves based on the glorious records of the Chapter, and shaped them into burning incarnations of revenge.

An assault centurion stood in front of Wodehouse, accompanied by a dozen Fenris ice wolves. They stared straight at the degraded body in front of them, and their endless revenge drove their actions.

"For the Emperor!"

The flames rose suddenly, and the assault centurion, like a human battering ram, rushed towards the degraded body with the wolf pack.

When they jumped out of the force field constructed by Wodehouse, they were attacked by the Degraded Body. However, he was originally formed by a group of invisible subspace energy. The rain of bullets and explosions could only consume their energy but not destroy their existence.

The Centurion swung his fist at the Degraded Body who did not dodge or give way. The heavy fist made of flames suddenly exploded on the Degraded Body. The flames splashed into the sky and slowly fell, burning the lines formed by the Degraded Body one by one.

The outer armor made of bones gradually disintegrated in the high temperature, and the titanium skin that sealed the chaotic essence of the subspace inside also evaporated and dissipated. The unspeakable wailing of the dead resounded throughout the planet.

Deathly silence spread from the burning body of the Degraded Body, and the seven pillars around the brewing pool collapsed and disintegrated. Ge Gu Luo shouted to Wodehouse again without giving up, hoping that this wolf priest would wake up in time.

"Shut up." Wodehouse said coldly, opening and closing his big hands towards Gegu Luo, and the powerful telekinesis squeezed Gegu Luo's armor.

Feeling the growing power, Gegu Luo did not dare to delay any more time. Facing a psychic who could accurately capture the loopholes in his spells and extract the power of the father that belonged to him to fight, he had no chance of winning.

It was obviously me who summoned the power of the father first, so how did it become your blue bar? I really can't figure it out.

Gegu Luo and the Plague Warrior sank into the brewing pool, and when they fell to the bottom, they turned into a ball of bubbles and disappeared.

More than 300 of the 500 degraded bodies were burned by the Centurions and Fenris Ice Wolves. The remaining degraded bodies were also wrapped in flames and had no human form. They were just a group of worms with guns and cannons.

Wodehouse relied on the last drop of the life potion to extract all the psychic power in his body and create a thundercloud with lightning.

Ten thousand thunderbolts completely baptized the remaining degraded bodies, and Wodehouse knelt on the ground gasping for breath under the heavy burden. If it weren't for the support of the life potion, he would have mutated or even exploded to death in the process of extracting so much Nurgle power.

"Wolf Priest, are you okay?" Inquisitor Weisi looked at Wodehouse worriedly, with one hand on his shoulder and the other hand holding the power sword tightly.

"Not bad." Wodehouse took a few deep breaths, and then he was helped up by Wolf Priest Bennett.

Glancing at Bennett with some gratitude, Wodehouse asked Bennett to take him to the vicinity of the brewing pool.

The plants nourished by the brewing pool gradually withered and died, and the zombies wandering around became much more fragile.

Wodehouse cut his cheek and used a holed animal fang to receive the blood. Finally, he threw the animal fang into the brewing pool, and the image of the corridor disappeared. The power of despair and disease shrouded in the pool water was quickly absorbed by the animal fang.

After 7 minutes, the water in the pool became clear and the tusk at the bottom was as green as a piece of fine jade.

"The plague on this planet has been temporarily lifted." Wodehouse breathed a sigh of relief, and then he pulled out the tusk with his psychic power. Bennett, who was standing by, opened the seal box with runes and put the tusk in.

"As long as this tusk is not unsealed by evil power, this pool of water will not be infected by the power of decay." Wodehouse said to the Microfilament Inquisitor.

The Microfilament Inquisitor nodded. She would submit a report to the Inquisition and apply for a team of combat nuns to be stationed by the pool.

After this battle, there were two more Chaos Holy Relics in the Empire, one was the poisonous tusk and the other was the water of the decaying pool.

"Haha, I knew you could do it." The laughter of Khan Kosaro came from a distance. He held a knife in one hand and the handlebars of a motorcycle in the other. Like all the White Scars, he did not wear a helmet.

Kaiser White Fang couldn't help but joked, "I thought you would be stinking to death."

"The wind blew through my hair, and the mud splashed on my face and armor. Only at this moment can I feel that I am truly alive." Kosaro replied seriously.

"The stinky wind blew through your hair! The mud splashed on your face!" Kaiser White Fang pointed out, "You and your warriors must be stinking to death now, don't come to our cafeteria to eat at night!"

"Then don't come to our ship to steal wine!" Khan Kosaro shouted, then drove the motorcycle to call the White Scars to turn around and leave.

Even if the Chaos Ritual is lifted, there are still a large number of zombies wandering on this planet. Khan Kosaro needs to concentrate the wandering zombies in a wide area that is convenient for the space fleet to bomb. As for the remaining scattered zombies, the Astra Militarum and other troops will have to deal with them.

"Tsk. They are just relying on the medicine they used before." Cather White Fang took off his helmet. He took a quick sniff and his face was squeezed into a ball by the stench. The wild wolf's sense of smell was really too torturous when fighting against Nurgle.