this infinite world

silence.

In the void, there is only silence.

To Tzeentch, this might sound normal at first, but a closer look would reveal how outrageous this "heresy" was. Slaanesh simply sneered without making any response; Nurgle turned a deaf ear to it, and even his facial expression did not change at all, as if the other party had just farted.

Compared to the other two, Khorne's performance was the most direct. He smashed his giant axe heavily into the void and spat out a mouthful of saliva whose meaning could not be more clear... and the next moment, the bloody smell contained in the saliva took root and gave birth to a red-skinned orc who looked like a madman, holding an axe and roaring as he was about to find something to chop.

Just looking at the red-skinned orc with blood surging all over his body and a crazy look, he can be said to be a creation chosen by God, and he has at least the strength of the peak of the fourth level.

But no matter how disdainful they were, and how much they ignored him, the other three Chaos Evil Gods chose to remain silent in the end. They did not raise any questions and acquiesced to Tzeentch's command.

After all, no matter how much Tzeentch hides himself and dares not come here in person, he is good at playing with people's hearts, and he is good at calculations and conspiracies. He has always been the brain position among the four evil gods... Whether it is formulating major actions and plans, or surviving with the tail between legs under the rule of the prehistoric heaven, and developing the power of the Chaos Evil God bit by bit in the multiverse, these are Tzeentch's tasks.

Not to mention, this time, through the causal entanglement between Kuelena and Yuehan, as well as the encounter in the world of Chinese Paladin, the location of the "Lord God" was accurately locked by Tzeentch alone. In this case, even if the other three Chaos Gods were dissatisfied, they, who were originally unruly, also learned what it meant to "put the overall situation first"...

Time passed by minute by minute. During this time, the other three Chaos Gods did not say a word, just waiting for Tzeentch's work to be completed.

Until the defensive formation built by Xiao Honglu no longer had the firepower it once had and suffered great losses, until the "Thunderbolt Arceus" summoned by Neos and N ran out of energy and turned back into a stack of dim cards in the air; until the stage created by Quillena was about to come to an end as her dance steps slowed down; and Yue Han's spiritual light was no longer as shining as before, Xuanjun who was in the void nodded with satisfaction, then waved his hand and opened a dark blue subspace rift.

"The anchoring of causal entanglement has been completed, and the space maze lock has also been built."

Under the gaze of the other three gods, the incarnation of Tzeentch slowly uttered a sentence: "Now, you can enter this plane in your complete form."

Having said that, Chuanbian Xuanjun's feet did not move at all, and his intention was self-evident.

"Ah!"

Hearing this, Khorne, who had been waiting for so long that the blood and anger that escaped from his body turned into countless red-skinned orcs around the skull throne, suddenly jumped up, without even looking at the Transformation Lord, and led his newly created "God's Chosen Legion" into the real world... and with the advent of this junior saint, a war song that symbolized uncontrollable bellicosity, loss of mind, and destruction of everything suddenly sounded in the void! Did Khorne not know Tzeentch's intention? Of course he knew, but this evil god who symbolized war and blood didn't care... This was not only his favorite, but it could even be said that the commander of the Saint Legion, who was personally cultivated with countless corpses, was located here, but also because Khorne himself had been itching to do it!

Kill, kill, kill! Fight, fight, fight! Fight to your heart's content!
With the arrival of Khorne, a sea of ​​blood suddenly gushed out on the battlefield, turning the already cruel Shura battlefield into a hellish scene. Although Khorne had not yet personally taken action, his own "aura of fear" had instantly increased the intensity of the war to a new level...

"Reckless man..."

Seeing this, Slaanesh secretly complained in his heart. He didn't want to be the first to step forward, but since someone had taken the lead, this evil god with the least background did not dare to fall behind, so he was the second to step into the subspace rift.

As the beautiful, joyful, and heart-warming hymns rang out, not only did a large portion of the mechas dispatched by Xiao Honglu rebel on the spot, but even those warships that had no so-called "gender" and would not be enchanted, began to turn their guns and fire in turns, starting to "attack friendly forces"... and for a moment, in the void outside the world, only the incarnation of Tzeentch, the transformed god Xuanjun, and the two gods Nurgle were left.

"Tzeentch, I know you must have some plan."

After Khorne and Slaanesh entered the real world, Nurgle finally spoke again. His voice was not as gentle as before, but rather cold: "But, whether it is me, Khorne, or Slaanesh, we don't care."

"We don't care about stepping on landmines; any calculations are just minor ones. Because we are naturally on the same side, we all prosper together and suffer together. And your behavior over the past thousands of years is enough for us to trust you this time..."

Compared to Khorne, who has a bad temper and always likes to rush to the front line to fight when encountering an enemy, and whose brain is full of muscles; Nurgle, who seems to care about nothing, and is wholeheartedly doing those experiments and studying the "Way of Life" like the Leshan Giant Buddha; and Slaanesh, the youngest of the four gods with the weakest foundation and strength, Tzeentch, who is good at playing power games and rarely takes action, is the most hidden one among the four Chaos Gods.

How long had it been since Tzeentch had used his true form to show himself in front of people, and how long had it been since he had really used his full strength? This was already difficult to measure, but what was certain was that it must have been a very long time… If they had not known that he and the others were just stubborn grasshoppers who needed to stick together for warmth, and that there was absolutely no room for maneuver and reconciliation between humans and the myriad races, then the other three Chaos Evil Gods would have really suspected that he had already washed his hands and secretly joined the Primordial Heavenly Court.

"But, if you intend to regard us as your stepping stone to advancement, then even if you flee to the ends of the earth, you will never be able to escape our revenge!"

After saying this, Nurgle turned and left, stepping into the warp rift. As the third hymn sounded, a thick, rotten green fog began to spread over the battlefield, with countless spore viruses that were invisible to the naked eye falling on the bodies with broken limbs. Suddenly, more strange lives were born from them, turning into a corrupt army...

The Three Gods are coming, and danger is imminent! (End of this chapter)