Contamination!
Natural contamination!
The moment Ku'gath saw what was on that Great Unclean One's body, his pupils shrank.
Some of the Greater Daemons of Nurgle even involuntarily took a step back in fear, terrified of being tainted by that malicious thing.
"W-What is that?
Tell me, quickly! I am the most loyal Favorite of plague. How could I suffer natural contamination?!"
Seeing the reactions of the others, the Great Unclean One became even more panicked.
He looked down and discovered tender shoots of grass growing from his rotten, swollen arm.
Under normal circumstances, no natural, uncorrupted plant could possibly grow upon a body steeped in plague and decay.
The only explanation was that he had suffered the Savior's natural contamination, and some change had occurred in his decaying body.
Just like those Favorites who had gone mad.
"This is a mistake. I have not been contaminated. Everything is false. Plague still exists. It—it will be corrupted by me!"
The Great Unclean One hurriedly clawed at the grass, trying to corrode and tear it out, but he only ripped away skin that had lost the nourishment of plague germs.
It was some symbol of nature.
As the swollen layer of skin crumbled away, he saw bark, skin like stone, and even more grass sprouting forth.
Plague and decay were being purified. That loathsome transformation was taking place, turning him into a being of nature.
"Grandfather!
My plague germs, my rotten skin, n-no, this is impossible—"
The Great Unclean One clawed at himself madly, yet he could not change any of it.
Massive portions of his body were changing. Filthy germs were vanishing at an astonishing rate. It was utterly despairing.
Watching this scene, the rotten hearts in the chests of the Greater Daemons of Nurgle seemed to be tightly clenched by