Many centuries ago, the glorious Artificer of Thousand Plagues was just a human trapped in a mortal body. His parents were aboard a refugee ship to escape the catastrophic eruption of the planet Veronas' crust.
The Demon Prince was born on this ship, but unlike most refugees, his parents eventually came to an agricultural world, giving him a happy childhood where he spent most of his time in the family tribe.
But as he grew older, more and more desecrated mutilated corpses and withered crops appeared around him.
Mephidust feebly claimed that he was practicing medicine, but this excuse aroused hostility. After being caught poisoning a gathering, he had the local lord imprisoned in a primitive dungeon.
In the dungeon, Mephidust found the sponsor he dreamed of, a god who could hear his call. As time passed, his soul was completely soaked, and his body was as smelly as the cell itself.
He only entertains himself every day, using blood, bile, filth and other unknown filthy substances to draw various unnatural shapes and blasphemous runes on the walls. The knowledge in them is beyond the limit of his understanding.
Gradually, Mephidusto's skin began to harden into leather, his body became unnaturally haggard and tough, his hair fell like straw, and the sponsor began to give back to this sickly body.
I don't know how much time passed, and when people almost forgot about this prisoner, the bars of the cell were corroded into rust. Mephidust got out of the prison and began to pollute and destroy the land where he grew up as he pleased, and he was very happy to do so.
On the first day, countless victims fell ill.
In the first week, the hospital was overcrowded and corpses were piled up in the streets.
In the first month, thousands of miles were deserted, and the epidemic destroyed all mortal kingdoms.
Nurgle was very satisfied with his results and bestowed more of his blessings on Mephidustor.
In the end, he changed his name to Mephidusted "The Plague" and left his lifeless home to spread Nurgle's blessings to more distant places.
Mephidust cultivated a large number of gluttonous and greedy insects, produced Nurgle zombies in crowded hives, and once trapped a fanatical Anglican priest with sarcasm, defiled the body of a holy person, and made a withered stone.
grenade.
The atrocities gradually gathered a powerful Chaos warband around him, and his goals changed from the original small fight to become more ambitious, and he began to attack the servants of other Chaos gods.
Deep within the Hardest Singularity, Mephidustor defeated an entire legion of Khorne, leaving their armor and flesh to decay, and with Nurgle's blessing, the entire planet was soaked in its rising tide of decay.
, the opponents were dissolved into bones and mud, Mephidust's body became swollen along with its power, and finally transformed from a mortal into a dominating demon prince, reaching the highest stage he could achieve.
"Oh, it's help. It's not easy for those two words to come out of your mouth, man."
Typhons' words made Mephidas chuckle and his pupils turned, as if he was thinking about something.
His relationship with the Lord of the Destruction Flynest began during an attack on the Jericho sector. While "purifying" the world of a Corpse King, they accidentally disturbed the Necron underground. The power of Nurgle faced those soulless souls.
The metal seemed quite difficult, and in the end the two of them worked together to escape.
Typhons's arrogance often makes people angry, but his magnanimity is very appreciated by Mephidusst, and his deeds in the Great Crusade also make Mephidus admire him, so he gave the other party a special way to summon him.
Tokens and ritual methods. (Trivia, the Chaos Demon and the Demon Prince both have channels and methods for quick summoning, but only if they are willing to tell you, the Word Bearers are very good at negotiating with demons)
Half a minute later, the demon prince spread his hands.
"We have such a good relationship, how can I not satisfy your request? Tell me, brother, what do you need me to do."
"First, I need your army."
As a demon prince, Mephidust naturally has an army that he has accumulated over the years, including mortal fanatics, plague warriors, and of course demons.
Most of the time, this army will lie dormant in the territory of the Demon Prince, guarding against attacks from other forces in the subspace. When necessary, it will also set foot in the mortal world, bringing endless suffering to the mortal world.
"no problem."
The demon prince nodded and cooperated very well. He turned around and stretched out his arms, causing the pus and blood on the ground to spin and condense into a huge portal. Through the door, you can also see a visible image - a large group of people.
Shambling demons, bloated monsters bathing in filthy swamps, and mortals who have fallen before the altar of corruption, marked by the mark of uncleanness.
They immediately heard their master's call and began to gather quickly, forming a mighty torrent of destruction.
Typhons glanced at it and then looked away.
With this legion, even if the original body and those brothers who are jealous of his status do not come to support him, he is still confident that he can win this battle.
Of course, he also knew Mephidusted very well. His beloved brother would not do business without capital, and this operation would definitely benefit the other party.
"Secondly, I need you to assist me in the next ritual."
"Um?"
Mephidust made a sound of surprise, but he was relieved immediately.
"I understand, which one do you want to summon? It has not been active for many years. It seems that it has been sleeping since the last realm dispute. According to the time of the physical universe... it has been ten thousand years.
"
"Yes, but we need its power."
"I thought you were going to summon the chief."
"My loving father has other plans for it. Isa is very important, but we must also beware of the Prince of Darkness and the All-Changing Demon Lord taking advantage of the opportunity."
"Where is your primarch?"
Typhons snorted coldly.
"Don't count on it."
"Tsk tsk tsk, we are obviously father and son, why is the relationship so tense? My loving father has always taught us to be united and friendly. I think your family relationship needs to be slightly improved."
Typhons waved his hand impatiently, as if to ward off flies and shoo away the other party's words.
"Stop talking nonsense, let your army attack the surrounding areas and distract Ada as much as possible. Our ceremony still needs to be prepared for a while. If it is discovered, there may be an accident. As long as this operation is successful, everything will be done."
Ada’s body, soul stones, and captives all belong to you, except for Isa’s daughter, I don’t want anyone!”
"It's easy to talk about, what's the point between us brothers?"
Mephidast grinned happily, then snapped his fingers, and a group of plague drones emerged from the portal first. There were only a hundred or so of them, but unlike common plague drones, the plague messengers as riders were wearing thick clothes.
armor, and so do the rot flies they sit on, looking like a group of ancient knights wearing armor.
Even their weapons have been replaced from conventional flails and machetes to venom-stained spears. There is even a triangular battle flag engraved with the three-ring symbol of a loving father hanging from the end of the spear.
Typhons glanced at this group of weird plague drones and nodded. He knew that his friend was now creating an elite force that he had been tinkering with for hundreds of years.
"The Corrupt Breath Knights, it seems it's time for them to show off their skills."
"Of course, they will get the job done."
After receiving the instructions, the leader of the Corrupt Breath Knight picked up the horn that looked like some kind of mollusk hanging on the saddle, and then blew it gently, making a strange sound of chirping, and then more than a hundred knights rose into the sky.
Form a charge formation.
At the same time, other demons and Nurgle believers who came out of the portal also formed a huge military formation and began to walk slowly and resolutely towards the Cain Arena, which had fallen into chaos.
The demon prince who stayed behind joined forces with Typhons to begin a more grand and terrifying ritual——