Typhus, in the distance, suddenly felt an unusual Psyker fluctuation. His gaze immediately turned to Li Feng, his voice filled with unconcealed fury: "He's already started analyzing! Stop him—"
Before he could finish his sentence, a deep, painful wail echoed from the depths of the Warp.
Nurgle let out a sharp, booming cry like hundreds of tons of fat: "No! Not that! Nooooooo!"
"This is... Father Nurgle / Nurgle?" Typhus instantly realized what was happening.
The white light in Li Feng's hand suddenly flashed, and intense Psyker fluctuations spread like a tide.
"Too late, you fool," Li Feng said with a sneer. He tossed the STC device in his hand high into the air, and at the moment the light flashed, virtual structural projections appeared in the sky. The panacea STC was rapidly analyzed and copied.
"Copying, generating... Quantity: 40,000." A voice echoed in Li Feng's mind. But this voice also spread to the minds of countless people on the battlefield.
Humans, Aeldari, daemons... everyone looked in Li Feng's direction, and at this moment, a common thought arose in their hearts... "Something big is coming!"
Typhus's eyes were about to burst. Suddenly, within the Warp, Nurgle himself possessed Typhus's body. Nurgle, controlling Typhus's body, brandished his rotting war scythe, his steps quickening as he charged towards Li Feng.
However, Celestine's angelic figure blocked his path, her holy sword enveloped in a flame-like golden glow. At this moment, half of her body was burning with fire, while the other half had transformed into that golden big guy... The entire battlefield paused, watching Celestine, shimmering with gold and flames in the sky. And Khan and Russ muttered:
"Father Nurgle / Nurgle?"
At this moment, the Emperor himself had taken over the account to fight. Far away on Terra, the Astronomican was burning rapidly, and countless reserve Psykers, like firewood, were being pushed one by one into the Imperial Palace by the Custodes.
"This is as far as you go," the Emperor's voice was calm and firm.
"Get lost!" Nurgle roared, swinging his massive scythe. However, the moment the holy sword collided with the scythe, the decaying plague aura was dispelled by the sacred light, and the golden light momentarily dimmed Nurgle's vision.
Just as the Emperor and Nurgle were personally fighting, Ahriman finally moved. He formed hand seals, and a beam of psychic energy shot directly towards Li Feng, clearly intending to reclaim the STC. However, the beams from the Thousand Sons sorcerers were intercepted by a mysterious hooded figure who suddenly appeared from the street.
This mysterious hooded figure held two pistols and carried on his back a sword that belonged to Lion ElJonson, the Primarch of the Dark Angels, the "Lion El'Jonson."
As dazzling white light began to emanate from Li Feng's hand, extending gradually into the sky: "And all that humanity has done will ultimately lead us to the final destination... And we shall eventually... fear no pain of death or disease."
At this moment, Li Feng was like Viktor at the end of Arcane, almost ascending to godhood, with blinding white light gathered in his palm, and countless abilities converging at this single point.
Even the Webway barrier in the Warp, which originally separated the real universe and the Warp, was illuminated, shining like a second "sun" in the Warp.
Tens of thousands of small STC devices exploded in the sky, falling to the ground. Suddenly, Li Feng was inundated by countless panacea STCs, forming a small mountain in the center of the battlefield.
Nurgle roared furiously: "What in the world have you done?!"
Li Feng shrugged: "It's simple. I've socialized the means of production for the panacea. With tens of thousands of panacea STCs, the entire Imperium of Man can produce astronomical numbers of medicines every day. Diseases are no longer terrifying, and medicine is readily available."
The whispers from the depths of the Warp grew more intense, and Father Nurgle / Nurgle Nurgle's wails echoed throughout the realm of Chaos. Even Abaddon stopped fighting, a look of disbelief on his face.
And in Nurgle's Garden, the imprisoned Isha, the Aeldari "Goddess of Life and Health," also opened her eyes. Her body and face had long been ravaged by Nurgle's broth.
For "Life and Health," she would drink Nurgle's broth every time, only to give those infected by the plague within the broth a chance at "Life and Health."
Instantly, her body flashed with golden light. Her once tattered clothes and body began to restore themselves under the effect of the golden light.
And her face, which was originally as gaunt and angular as an ancient Aeldari, began to undergo skeletal restructuring, becoming more rounded... more human-like... or rather, a hybrid of human and Aeldari. (Foreshadowing! Isha is the Goddess of Life and Health, and she is also the deity who governs Aeldari fertility.)
(According to GW's official art, ancient Aeldari look somewhat like E.T.s with hair and pointed ears.)
Outside the cell, Nurgle's true form, with his fat hands gripping the edge of the giant cauldron, his eyes gleaming green, was wrestling with the old man on Terra, who was shining with yellow-golden light in the physical universe.
They both logged into their chosen champions' accounts and began to fight personally... At this moment, both head coaches were warming up!
Celestine's azure eyes shimmered with holy light, and the flaming sword she held blazed fiercely, illuminating everything around her.
Countless thorns erupted from the crevices of her armor, like hungry vipers, quickly coiling around her body. The color of the thorns gradually changed from dark red to golden yellow, finally converging on her forehead to form a brilliant crown of thorns. Holy light and flames intertwined, enveloping her entire being in a divine glow.
Typhus's armor was already rusty and covered with cracks. Green viscous fluid continuously seeped from the armor's seams, dripping onto the ground and corroding everything. Poisonous vines extended from various parts of his armor, like tentacles, constantly writhing.
Horsehair worms swam in the viscous fluid, their bodies gleaming with a metallic luster, sending shivers down one's spine. A layer of black mist enveloped Typhus's body, and his breathing was heavy and powerful, like a beast about to rage.
Celestine and Typhus's figures converged in the center of the battlefield. Holy flames and putrid gases surged in the air, colliding to create dazzling sparks.
Celestine's crown of thorns radiated blinding light, and countless thorns, like living beings, attacked Typhus. The flaming sword in her hand traced arcs of searing heat, each strike imbued with holy light capable of incinerating everything.
Typhus, on the other hand, brandished his massive war scythe, each swing making the earth tremble. The poisonous vines spreading from him formed a giant net, attempting to entangle Celestine. Corrosive viscous fluid constantly dripped, corroding the ground, and even the air became thick.
Celestine's flaming sword pierced Typhus's shoulder plate, but Typhus paid no mind. He swung his Warhammer, knocking Celestine away.
She fell heavily to the ground, but countless thorny branches extended from her body, quickly lifting her back up. Her eyes gleamed with determination, and she charged at Typhus again.
At this moment, "Celestine" flapped her wings, leaping from the ground and performing a turning jump-slash. The immense force caused Typhus's feet, holding the giant scythe to block, to smash directly into the ground.
And at this moment, Li Feng saw "Celestine" do the "most un-Celestine" thing.
Celestine raised her other hand, the one not holding the sword, and the ground directly cracked open, oozing countless golden lights. Immediately, countless thorns emerged from the ground, coiling around Typhus, who was blocking. The next second, the golden light from the ground cracks directly set the thorns on fire.
Typhus was entangled by thorns and burned by flames, but he did not panic. He roared, and the power within him erupted, shattering the thorns wrapped around him.
At the same time, he slammed his giant scythe into the ground, causing a violent tremor. The earth cracked, and countless toxic fluids erupted from the fissures, engulfing Celestine.
The moment Celestine was enveloped in toxic fluid, Typhus's figure flickered, appearing behind her. He raised his scythe, preparing to deliver a fatal blow to Celestine.
However, at this moment, Celestine's body suddenly began to glow. A dazzling holy light erupted from within her, instantly vaporizing the surrounding toxic fluid.
She turned and thrust her sword directly through Typhus's helmet, below his chin. Due to the favor of the Lord of Disease and Plague, Typhus's head was pierced, but he still flailed his arms, attempting to grab Celestine's face.
But Celestine directly raised her foot and stomped hard on Typhus's knee. Typhus's knee, protected by armor, was directly crushed, and he let out a "pig-like" scream at this moment.
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah!"
The next second, the longsword impaling Typhus's head immediately incinerated his entire body, with flames erupting directly from the seams of his armor.
Typhus's massive body crashed to the ground. His armor, once filled with the stench of decay, was now just an empty, charred husk, burned black by the flames. The flames directly incinerated Typhus within his armor, purifying the flies, poisonous vines, and acidic fluids inside him.
On the battlefield, thick smoke billowed, and the air was filled with the smell of burning. Celestine slowly withdrew her longsword. The holy light on her body gradually faded, and she returned to her original appearance.
Celestine slowly walked through the battlefield, under the gaze of everyone... Even the daemons blocking her path actively moved aside to clear a path for her.
Typhus, who had already died, was carried away by the Death Guard's stretcher team. Meanwhile, the Death Guard's stretcher team, a group of Chaos Terminators, rushed into the center of the battlefield, where Abaddon had already been reduced to a 'human pig' by Khan and Russ.
They fended off attacks from the two Primarchs and their descendants, while simultaneously lifting the barely alive, feigning death Abaddon onto a stretcher and carrying him away.
Celestine slowly returned to the passenger seat of Li Feng's jeep, crossed her legs, and opened a can of cola... "I reek of old man, it's disgusting... Li Feng, when this is over, can you help me recharge my magic?"
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