It was not just Ku'gath. The other Plague Favorites were both terrified and disgusted, nausea rising within them.
Without a doubt, the enemies before them had once been Grandfather Nurgle's favorites. They had merely been polluted and corrupted by The Savior, becoming revolting monstrosities.
Those polluted favorites had no rotting flesh, no maggots crawling all over them, and they did not stink or run around dragging their intestines behind them.
Their appearances had changed drastically. Their skin bore no cysts or pus, but had the colors of bark and stone. Sparse flowers and grass grew across their mountain-like bodies, and they even gave off bursts of fresh fragrance.
Moreover, the ornaments worn by those polluted favorites had become exceptionally clean and tidy.
Each wore a robe woven from hemp. In one hand, they carried vine baskets filled with disinfectants, cleaning agents,
and towels, while the other waved a brush woven from willow branches. Their smiles looked utterly natural.
Yet to the Plague Favorites, the clean, natural, fragrant appearances of these polluted favorites were no different from humans seeing rotting, moving corpses crawling with maggots.
What they did was even more horrifying. The moment they saw a Great Unclean One, they would pin it down and vigorously scrub it clean with disinfectants
and cleaning agents.
These bastards were the garden of Nurgle Scrubbing Brigade sent by that cursed Savior!
All the tortured victims being washed and disinfected struggled desperately, yet they could not break free. They could only be force-fed disinfectant by those detestable beings.
The sight was utterly despairing!
Thump, thump, thump~
An even larger figure emerged from the white mist, towering like a mountain range.
His bark-like skin glimmered faintly green. Moss, grass, and flowers covered parts of his body, while countless fruit-laden branches extended from his back. He