this infinite world

——This is a "holy" war.

One of the warring parties was Khorne, a junior saint among the Four Chaos Gods.

Although he became a saint in the late period of the prehistoric history and did not participate in the major battles with the human race, due to Khorne's extremely ferocious fighting style over countless years and his iron-headed character of "acting rashly when indecisive", his reputation is well-known among the myriad races of the prehistoric world... and the shadow of a man, the bark of a tree, has been able to survive under the rule of the Heavenly Court until today, and occasionally even get some benefits in some remote planes. Khorne must be quite capable.

At this moment, this junior saint roared repeatedly, and the bloody holy way was pushed to the extreme, and he was already going all out. In addition to the giant axe in his hand that was enough to crush the stars and extinguish the glory of the galaxy, there were also hundreds of millions of blood-stained weapons and phantoms appearing behind Khorne.

Swords, axes, spears, halberds, bows and arrows... all the killing weapons that have appeared in the history of war are now incarnated. The cold light flowing on the blades can even dim the brightest light of the sun. Under the mighty power of this god of war, the pure killing will is condensed into substance, turning into countless torrents of destruction that annihilate everything!
But...it's useless.

Because the person he was facing was Zheng Zha.

Swords, knives, and axes were turned into nothingness by the thin layer of black and white light on the body before they even got close; and with a casual slap of Zheng Zha's hand, no matter what kind of spears, halberds, bows or arrows they were, they were all broken into basic particles and reintegrated into the world... Even when Khorne swung his giant axe to split the space, Zheng Zha was still able to dodge as if he was strolling in the garden, without even the corner of his clothes being scratched!
On the contrary, every time Zheng Zha swung his fist, every time he swung his palm to form a sword and slashed out with sword energy, Khorne was extremely embarrassed. And every time he took a move, the bloody holy way around his body trembled, obviously he was under great pressure, and the outcome was also very obvious...

"Slaanesh, Nurgle, are you just going to watch?"

After a long time of attack, even if he fought frantically and passionately, Khorne knew that the member of the Samsara team in front of him was not a soft persimmon that could be easily crushed, but a Chaos beast disguised as an ant: "To be able to fight against a saint with an unholy body, he must have relied on the supreme power of the 'Lord'... Help me take him down together!"

"You are still unwilling to accept the fact that I rely on my own strength, not the gift of the Lord God? You, the primary saints of the myriad races of the prehistoric world, are really pathetic."

Listening to Khorne's hysterical roar, Zheng Zha dodged Khorne's axe and sighed: "I don't know if I am deceiving myself or I am unwilling to accept the reality. Obviously the saints of Heaven can see it..."

"Forget it, it doesn't matter...Hit me!"

The next moment, a black and white meteor, like a sharp arrow, broke through the bloody torrent that seemed huge but was actually a spent force, and hit head-on the giant figure that covered the sky and the sun!
boom--!
At this moment, Khorne's scarlet eyes shrank at the same time, because he had never expected Zheng Zha to suddenly burst out with such strength. The billions of suffering souls embedded in his breastplate suddenly let out a piercing scream, and were completely wiped out in the next moment... Then, a huge hole suddenly appeared in the center of the armor. This arrogant Chaos Evil God was pierced through the chest by Zheng Zha!

After severely wounding Khorne with one blow, Zheng Zha did not pursue the victory, but stood still in the void, looking coldly in front of him. In front of him, there were dozens of figures intertwined, looming, hazy, full of supreme temptation, like the embodiment of "beauty"...

But that alone would be fine, after all, it was just seduction, not worth mentioning at all. What made Zheng Zha even more angry was that he actually saw himself and Luo Li, as well as himself and Chu Xuan...

vomit!
Even Zheng Zha couldn't bear to watch this eye-catching scene. He stretched out his hand and slapped it. Suddenly, the space was broken and everything in front of him turned into nothingness. Zheng Zha looked at the androgynous Slaanesh who appeared, as if all the beautiful things in the world were gathered together: "Are you... looking for death!" "The arrow is on the string and has to be shot."

Facing Zheng Zha's extremely angry gaze, Slaanesh secretly groaned, but the Chaos Evil God also understood that he could not stay out of this situation. He twisted his body, and countless illusions reappeared, stimulating Zheng Zha's nerves and arousing the most instinctive desire in his heart...

"It's really... courting death!"

Zheng Zha sneered. He was about to punch the weakest and most disgusting Chaos Evil God into nothingness, but he felt something was wrong as soon as he made his move. He saw that in the black and white chaotic energy, there was an imperceptible green color... and when he looked more closely, what was that green? It was clearly an endless number of extremely tiny, yet extremely vicious, corrupt green spores that could disrupt the flow of energy in his body!
The plague god, Nurgle!
Nurgle, who seemed to have been standing by and watching, had already taken action and accurately found Zheng Zha's weak spot. After all, the energy used by Zheng Zha was extremely strong, but in the end, he used two energies of opposite natures to react with each other. Once the balance was affected, the power would naturally be greatly reduced...

"That's it! No matter how powerful he is, he is still a mortal in nature... He cannot resist the full force of our manifestation of the Holy Way!"

In the call of Nurgle, Khorne and Slaanesh also reacted immediately, and at the same time, they exerted all their strength to promote their own holy ways. For a moment, blood-red, rotten green, bright pink... three completely different holy ways suddenly surged up, turning into a three-color vortex that worked seamlessly, locking Zheng Zha firmly in the center!

Even Zheng Zha, facing the full efforts of the three junior saints, could not escape for a while. As a result, the three saint ways were like needles that penetrated every hole, madly eroding the black and white light on his body, and exerting their own methods to affect his body, mind, and even soul...

"Three junior saints are indeed a bit troublesome... Each of them has unique skills and extraordinary tricks. They really cannot be underestimated."

Zheng Zha sighed as he felt the illusion reborn in front of his eyes, his soul producing disgusting green spores, and his body screaming for a bloody massacre. He clenched his fists and said, "Well, Chu Xuan's preparations should be coming to an end. I also tried what I can do under normal circumstances..."

"Then it's time to get serious."

Although Zheng Zha's mumbling was unknown to others, the three Chaos Evil Gods who were outside and exerting all their strength had a bad premonition in their hearts at the same time, as if a great terror was about to befall them. But before they could react, they saw Zheng Zha, who was in the center of the vortex, clenched his fists and closed his eyes, and slowly uttered a number -

"Prehistoric..."

“…The creation of the world!”

The next moment, the sky and the earth changed. (End of this chapter)