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In the illusion.
A massive, rotting figure appeared before him and came to a halt.
Then, it seemed to feed him something—or perhaps it fed something to another person's mouth growing beside its own.
He felt as though every cell in his body had developed a mind of its own, multiplying madly within him.
Ugh.
Pain. Cruel pain.
The torment was more than he could bear.
He desperately wanted to tear off his own face.
Yet the strength in his body controlled him, preventing him from touching any other part of himself.
It seemed countless consciousnesses were rapidly growing inside him, their voices becoming louder and louder in his head.
Cheering. Exultation.
The joy brought by the birth of life was even transmitted into his mind.
His humble, insignificant thoughts were swiftly drowned beneath frenzied delight, burying the true thoughts within his mind.
Corruption by Chaos was not entirely beyond salvation.
However, most people could not withstand the corruption of Chaos creations. The instant their minds came into contact with them, vast amounts of Warp information flooded in and drowned out their original consciousness. Only a small number could endure it and become the chosen of the gods.
When the Nurglings launched a surprise attack on Gamma World's blackstone cube.
The blackstone cube in that region was visibly corrupted at an astonishing rate. The eternal Blackstone Pylons had now been corrupted by the power of Chaos. Even this power, which could suppress Chaos and even banish Chaos daemons from the material universe, could not completely restrain the power of the four Chaos Gods.
"Ha ha!"
A strange, grotesque laugh emerged in the material universe, high in the sky.
It was as though some Chaos daemon were laughing maniacally, hurling contemptuous mockery at the lifeforms of the material universe.
Then,