Chapter 234 Ron: What Is the Goddess of Life Going to Do?

Ron slowly raised his head, and saw tears falling like pearls on the face of Aisha, the goddess of life.

She was a woman with all the beauty of life, and people couldn't help but pity her.

Her eyes full of pleading stared at him tightly, as if she had thousands of words to say.

Aisha's eyes flashed with desire and helplessness, like a silent plea.

I hope he can understand and respond.

At this moment, the whole space seemed to solidify, leaving only the two of them staring at each other in silence.

Ah?

Ron was a little confused. Isn't this a nightmare illusion constructed by the power of Slaanesh?

After coming out of the Slaanesh Palace, even if he blocked Slaanesh, he was still being eroded.

Fortunately, with the resistance of the little sun, these nightmares did not have too much impact on him.

Ron originally thought that this dream was created by the power of Slaanesh again, but now it seems that there are other forces mixed in it.

He can feel that Mengsha in front of him is a real existence, and it is a prayer from an endless distance.

That real connection has surpassed the dream, it seems that the real body of the goddess of life is contacting him through this phantom.

Or, the goddess of life has invaded the dream in some way.

However, she has not spoken yet.

"Then who, you speak..." Ron finally couldn't help but speak.

The goddess of life Aisha stared at him for a while, but didn't say a word.

It's really frustrating.

So, the riddle man is really annoying.

Finally, Aisha seemed to control this illusory body, and her eyes became smart.

Just when she wanted to speak, her eyes revealed a trace of panic.

The next moment, she became sluggish again.

With Aisha's temporary departure, everything in the dream paused, and only Ron could move.

Time stop?

Because of the goddess of life Aisha, the dream has a weak connection with the Garden of Nurgle.

Therefore, he can vaguely see the phantom projected from the Garden of Nurgle in the void not far away.

Ron saw that Aisha's slender, gauze-clad figure was sitting on a thorn swing in the garden.

An illusory and fat dark green figure was approaching.

The figure was carrying a bowl of smoking soup, staggering over, followed by a group of cheerful, singing and dancing Nurglings.

Damn, Nurgle's kind father?

Ron was a little panicked, after all, the goddess of life had just contacted him secretly, and now Nurgle was here again.

If he was discovered, it would be a disaster.

Ron tried to hide in the clouds next to him to hide his figure and avoid being discovered.

Although he knew that the phantom in front of him came from the Nurgle Garden in the endless distance and was not completely real.

But who knows.

After all, He is Nurgle, one of the most powerful beings in the galaxy.

The subspace energy here is relatively active, who knows if He will discover him from an endless distance.

The wrath of the pure love war god is not something that everyone can bear.

At that time, the goddess of life could not bear the torture of Slaanesh and prayed for help from other gods.

Then Nurgle appeared in a thick poisonous cloud. He charged for love and beat Slaanesh desperately.

Saved the goddess of life.

As for why Nurgle fell in love with the goddess of life, Aisha, maybe it was because they both had the authority over life and harvest?

Although Nurgle's love was unbearable, Aisha's situation did get much better.

Except for drinking the poisonous soup cooked by Nurgle himself.

Of course, Aisha was not subject to many personal restrictions, and she also wanted to escape from the Garden of Nurgle.

But once she stepped out of the garden, she would fall into the clutches of Slaanesh.

For this reason, Aisha could only keep praying outside, hoping that other gods could save her.

Ron pulled a piece of cloud to block himself, and looked at the huge phantom that was getting closer through the gap.

Suddenly, he reacted a little bit, and his behavior seemed a bit like Lao Wang next door?

Isn't this just hiding in the closet...

Thinking of this, Ron hid more tightly, it's better to stay there.

When facing the four evil gods of Chaos, no matter how cautious you are, it's not too much.

If he is discovered by Nurgle, it will be troublesome!

"I'm numb..."

Ron sighed, what kind of weird plot play is this!

Could it be that this is also designed by Slaanesh?

As the shadow of Nurgle approached, Ron could see that this illusion was changing.

Because this dream has a weak connection with the Garden of Nurgle, the plague power of Nurgle is eroding this place.

The white clouds became dirty, twisted flowers and vines emerged out of thin air, and a large number of pustules splashed out venom.

Nurgle is worthy of being the god of plague. Even if it is just a shadow, it can cause such a terrible impact.

What's more troublesome is that those signs of erosion are gradually spreading to his hiding place.

Ron reacted and realized that he had underestimated the power of the evil gods of Chaos before.

As expected, you can't just enter the realm created by the evil god.

Even dreams that exist in the mind are very likely to be eroded.

After all, the subspace is the spiritual projection of everyone, and the erosion of the power of chaos often starts from the mind and then gradually spreads to the entity of the material world.

In other words, if he is eroded in the dream, his body in reality is also very likely to mutate.

This is why the power of Slaanesh frequently pulls him into the dream, just to erode him.

In fact, Ron has no choice, because he is almost always forced into the dream, and there is no way to take the initiative to get out.

Now he can only pray that the goddess of life will finish the bowl of thick soup quickly and send Nurgle away.

Otherwise, when the power of plague erodes, it will be troublesome.

In the garden, Nurgle handed a bowl of steaming thick soup to Aisha.

Then he stood quietly aside, looking at his beloved goddess with expectant eyes, as if he wanted to get her praise.

In order to get the other party to leave as soon as possible, Aisha drank the steaming plague soup in her hand without hesitation.

As the soup entered her stomach, the plague virus quickly broke out in her body, and her body began to undergo drastic changes.

Countless rotten branches squeezed out from under Aisha's skin, twisting, entangled, and dripping thick poison.

However, as the goddess of life, Aisha has extremely powerful healing and recovery abilities.

This is also one of the reasons why Slaanesh took a fancy to her, after all, this way he can inflict endless torture on her at will.

Until forever.

Soon, the corruption and mutation caused by the plague virus were gradually suppressed by Aisha's powerful life force.

Those corrupted tissues fell off and disappeared, and her body slowly returned to normal.

Those twisted branches and dripping juice disappeared without a trace as if they had never existed.

This result seemed to disappoint Nurgle?

After all, in his view, the fact that the goddess of life Aisha could recover so quickly proved that this plague soup was a failure and had a poor effect.

Now we can finally leave, right?

Ron was looking forward to it.

However, Nurgle quickly recovered from his depression and became happy again.

He raised his hand and waved gently.

Accompanied by the music played by the rotten flies, the little Nurgle spirits danced happily in front of the goddess.

As the Nurgle spirits danced, the rotten bushes, twisted vines and swollen flowers in the garden also danced.

The whole garden seemed to be trapped in a sea of ​​joy, and the surrounding plague fog became thicker and thicker.

Nurgle stood quietly in the middle of the orchestra, and he looked at the goddess of life from time to time.

Looking forward to seeing her smile.

It can be seen that he is trying to please the goddess and make her happy.

However, he only got indifference, and the goddess of life still sat there indifferently without any response.

Sure enough, a self-touching licking dog will never be able to win the favor of the goddess.

What Nurgle didn't know was that there was a pair of hidden eyes watching his and the goddess' every move.

Everything he did was seen by Ron.

"Hiss~ Such a terrible dance, it's so eye-catching..."

I didn't expect you to be such a kind father and god of plague. He felt that his impression of Nurgle had been refreshed.

It seems to be true love.

Perhaps in the eyes of the Nurgle faction, it was a beautiful and cheerful dance, and it was also one of their favorite things to do.

But in Ron's eyes, it was a bunch of rotten big flies and mosquitoes buzzing.

A group of rotten Nurgle spirits and corrupt plants were dancing wildly.

As they danced, the thick and smelly poisonous juices from the rotten tumors almost splashed on the goddess of life.

But it can be seen that they are really happy. After all, they are from the Nurgle faction and love each other as a family.

Ron complained, and he became more and more anxious. The longer Nurgle stayed, the higher the risk of him being discovered.

He didn't want to become that ghost.

After a while.

Emmm...

"This song doesn't seem that bad, it's pretty nice?"

Ron listened and immersed himself in it, his body swaying gently to the beat.

The music played by those rotten flies and mosquitoes is indeed something.

Damn...

Soon, he reacted and shuddered.

This is a sign of corruption!

Ron came back to his senses and saw that he was numb.

I don't know when, the power of the plague has eroded the surroundings, and he is almost surrounded by those twisted vines, flowers and plants.

This is the power of the plague that emanates directly from Nurgle!

At this moment, he can't even smell the rotten stench, and even feels a faint fragrance of flowers.

Then, Ron felt a little numb on his body. It was itchy, but it was indeed a little comfortable.

He murmured:

"This is the end of the calf..."

This is a sign of deep erosion. I didn't expect that I could be eroded while sleeping. It's really an unexpected disaster.

As expected, anything that has anything to do with the Four Chaos Gods is extremely dangerous.

Ron scratched the itchy spot on his arm, and a rotten colored mushroom grew there.

Huh~

He took a deep breath and pulled out the colored mushroom, and the wound oozed green blood.

The next second, two colored mushrooms grew out of the wound.

Oh my goodness, a human-shaped mushroom culture dish, right?

Afterwards, Ron felt his vision begin to blur, as if there were tiny maggots drilling in his eyes.

This wave should be his second time to experience the process of deep corruption.

It feels too sour.

Ron's mentality can still be stable.

Because he found that there was nothing wrong with his original body in the Blackstone Throne.

Even the clone on the expedition ship was fine, and it was only the consciousness in the clone that was corrupted.

As long as he can maintain the stability of his consciousness, not accept the concept of Nurgle and the theory of life, and not fall into it completely.

Those plague powers cannot invade the material world and corrupt the clones and even the original body.

Moreover, the power of the little sun can temporarily suppress these plague powers, but it consumes more energy.

But he didn't dare, because it would most likely alarm the kind father Nurgle.

Ron was very anxious: "Why doesn't the Plague God leave? Didn't you see that the Goddess of Life is annoyed?"

After all, the longer Nurgle stays, the higher the risk of him being discovered.

As time passed, the corruption deepened further.

Ron's body was covered with dense twisted plants, blooming and bearing fruits, and thick venom dripping.

The dark green fruit blocked his vision, and he picked it up and took a bite after hesitating.

Mm, sweet.

Anyway, his body was covered with corrupt plants, so it didn't matter if he ate a little.

Just when Ron was about to give up, the Plague God finally staggered away.

But he didn't get up rashly, but waited for a while, and stood up after confirming that the other party had gone far away.

At this moment, he was like a human-shaped rotten bush.

"Huh~ I'm scared to death!"

Ron quickly mobilized the energy of the little sun and used the life energy contained in it to resist the power of the plague.

With the continuous investment of energy.

Those rotten plants gradually withered and fell to the ground and disappeared.

However, soon, those rotten plants grew again, just like spring weeds.

It seems that his strength is not enough, and the power of the plague is not so easy to remove.

"This wave of blood loss, my energy!"

Ron felt quite painful, but there was no way, he could only continue to consume the energy of the little sun and wear it out bit by bit.

At this time, he suddenly felt a gentle and abundant life energy approaching.

Just approaching, people can't help but feel comfortable.

That is the goddess of life Aisha, she returned to this dream again and regained control of the body manifested in the dream.

Aisha walked into Ron's sight lightly, her movements were gentle and graceful, and her shadow looked hazy and charming under the veil.

But that was not a deliberate lust, but the light beauty of life that was revealed inadvertently.

Where she passed, green grass and small flowers grew, and soon these small grasses and flowers spread.

The green grass covered the original rotten plants, and the fragrance was fragrant.

Ron could feel that when the goddess of life approached, the air around her cheered for her arrival.

Aisha looked up, and her clear and bright eyes were filled with a hint of expectation and desire, and full of tenderness and warmth.

At the same time, there was a hint of curiosity.

She is worthy of being the goddess of life. Just standing there is enough to make people excited.

After all, she has the tolerance and beauty of a mature woman, and a hint of the innocence and curiosity of a girl.

In short, she is an elf beauty, with a queen figure and a little bit of a girl's temperament.

It embodies all the beauty of life.

Not only is she beautiful in appearance, her life essence is also attractive enough.

No wonder several gods are obsessed with her and are willing to pay a huge price to kidnap her.

Ron saw that Aisha stretched out her slender fingers and gently held his hand.

The touch was like the warm sunshine in early spring, warm and soft, and at the same time exceptionally smooth and delicate.

Before Ron could react, Aisha slowly held his hand to her chest, and every movement was full of delicate tenderness.

Hiss~

His hand almost sank in.

Hey hey hey!

What is the goddess of life going to do?

Nurgle just left, and we are doing this. Isn't it a bit inappropriate?