Warhammer: Lord of the Endless Monsters

Chapter 169: The Evil God Conference, Tzeentch's Helplessness, Angron's Attack
The four evil gods of the Warp gathered together in a mysterious Warp palace, and the four of them transformed into different appearances.

Slaanesh turned into a humanoid with a charming figure and handsome and charming face, while Nurgle was still a disgusting green fat man, covered with maggots and rotten flesh.

Khorne is a terrifying giant demon, while Tzeentch is an indescribable monster with countless eyes.

“So are those two beings in the webway really his great demons?
He can really create his own great demon! And it is so powerful." Slaanesh asked.

This golden-armored giant had appeared before on a planet that was sacrificed to him, and the power he felt at that time really shocked him.

During this period, he (she) has also been secretly investigating the golden-armored giant, but the results have been minimal. So far, they have only found that he is among the Grey Knights.

Every time the Grey Knights are on a mission, there is a chance that this golden-armored giant will show up and kill all the demons, and he especially likes to attack his own demons.

It’s so interesting, I must catch this golden doll back.

"This golden-armored giant does look almost identical to the Emperor, and it also exudes that fellow's aura, a aura that we are all very familiar with," said Nurgle.

"The demons under my command have encountered this kind of golden-armored giant. He seemed to have appeared with the Grey Knights, but this time I didn't expect him to appear in the damaged Webway world." Khorne said.

During this period, they have also suffered attacks from golden-armored giants. It is hard not to notice something that is almost exactly the same as the Emperor.

The four Chaos vendors kept discussing, and everyone had similar opinions, believing that this was a different kind of demon created by the Emperor, specifically used to guard the Webway.

"So, do we still need to send low-level demons to attack the Webway world of Terra?" Nurgle asked.

"Why not attack? These low-level demons are of no value to us. We can create thousands of them just by waving our hands.

As long as the subspace exists, as long as there is intelligent life in the physical universe.

As long as negative emotions exist, our power is endless." Slaanesh said.

It doesn't matter how many of these demons are slaughtered, they are endless.

“First of all, these two big guys are not big demons. We have all created our own big demons.

But these two beings are much more powerful than ordinary demons. A newly born demon would never have such power, and they are also different from the demons themselves. "Tzeentch said.

Why are these three idiots on the same level as me?

A person whose mind is filled with nothing but bitterness, abuse, and happy things.

One who spends the whole day cooking plague and playing the role of a loving father.

One thinks all day long about war, blood, and rage.

Why would I, who possess magical powers and endless knowledge and wisdom, be on equal footing with these three guys?

These three idiots have such low IQs. When the emperor deceived them, I did warn them, but these three idiots didn't react at all.

If I hadn't proposed that plan and successfully defeated the emperor, these three idiots would still be crying at home!

Are those two guys really great demons? Although they use the power of the Emperor, they themselves are not warp life forms.

How can it be a demon if it is not a subspace life form? Did you three get kicked in the head by a donkey or hit by a pig?
"Then what do you say they are? Are they his demon princes? But his demon princes are those living saints?" Nurgle said.

"He is not a demon prince either. The demon prince is something transformed from life. He is different." Tzeentch directly rejected his father's answer.

Your head is full of plague and shit, use your stupid brain before you speak.

"They must be the chosen ones, created by the Emperor himself," Khorne said.

"Oh! Why doesn't anyone think about this? Is this a different kind of living weapon?
Do you have to use some of the things we created in the subspace to understand these two existences?" Tzeentch asked with a helpless sigh.

I didn't want to say it, but these three idiots are so stupid that it's outrageous.

There is no possibility of a demon prince, a great demon, a chosen one from God or a champion.

It is an alternative living weapon, an existence that controls intelligence.

As the Lord of All Changes, he could tell that it was a man-made object, not some great demon of the Emperor.

"You are an idiot! Tzeentch, how could those two guys be a kind of artificial living weapon?
How badly we have corrupted the Empire! Our spies are everywhere in the Empire.

There is no way the Emperor has a Forge World capable of creating such living weapons, and He cannot have contact with His own people. "Slaanesh spoke.

When it comes to corruption of the human world, Slaanesh is second to none.

The power held by the Prince of Pleasure is most likely to corrupt the nobles. For him (her), corrupting the nobles of the empire is as easy as drinking water.

Naturally, he was well aware of the Emperor's current state. He was unable to communicate with his people, let alone create living weapons.

"So this is what we need to investigate clearly, and there should be no more hidden things. That guy is the common enemy of the four of us, and none of you want another person to come out and play chess with us!" Tzeentch said.

"Play chess? When have we ever played chess?" Nurgle asked with a confused look on his face.

“I mean that metaphorically, you fat pig! Rotten meat!
We are the four most powerful life forms in the subspace, so our control over all life is like a chess player controlling chess pieces."

"Oh! Then why don't you just say it directly? Why are you beating around the bush?
You don't speak directly at all, and you always like to use some strange words." Nurgle looked at Jianqi speechlessly.

Just like little Elsa, she seems respectful to me on the surface, but she just can't be happy. Why is she unhappy?

When she was captured by Slaanesh, I heard her cry for help and went to save her!

Why didn't little Elsa thank me? I gave her all the delicious soup I made.

"You! Forget it, it's better for Slaanesh and I to carry out the investigation. After we finish the investigation, you two will strike them." Tzeentch suppressed his anger and spoke.

"Okay! Then I'm going to go accompany the lovely little Elsa. I promised her today that I would cook her a pot of fresh mushroom soup!"

"Shall I send Angron?"

"I can send Fulgrim over here."

"On my side, uh! That guy's called Mortarion, right? I'll let him pass."

"What a bunch of idiots! What we need to do now is to stop the attack immediately and investigate the whole story.

Didn’t you take a close look at these two giants?
Their physical strength is not infinite and will be consumed, but the strange thing is that every time their energy is exhausted.

A golden light will descend, replenishing their strength and allowing them to continue fighting in the webway. Why is this?" Tzeentch said.

When will these three idiots ever be willing to listen to me?

"I know. This is the Emperor expending his own psychic power to repair their injuries." Nurgle was the first to raise the fat boy's hand and said.

The other two Chaos Evil Gods also nodded in agreement.

"Then is there another possibility, for example, the demons he killed were transformed into his own power by the Emperor through some means, and then repaired the injuries of the two golden armored giants?" Tzeentch said.

"Ugh! Are you kidding me?"

"How could such a thing happen?"

"I don't believe you, you've deceived us so many times!"

The three Chaos Gods almost unanimously rejected Tzeentch's persistent illusion. How could such an outrageous thing be possible?

"Then it's up to you! The demons under my command will not attack again, and I will let the sect in my present universe start investigating this matter."

Tzeentch snorted coldly and turned into a mist and left. He didn't want to say anything more to these three idiots.

"I'm going to accompany little Elsa."

"How about lending me your little Elsa for a few days? I can accompany you personally." Slaanesh said.

When I was just born, my beloved doll was snatched away by this fat bastard. When can I play with Elsa again?

"No, I'm not interested in you." The kind father Nurgle shook his head and left, twisting his fat green body.

"Slaanesh! I'm going to send Angron out to smash those two golden monsters. Do you want to come with me?"

"Forget it!" Slaanesh shook his head and turned away.

In the webworld on the other side, a gigantic demon with some strange-shaped nails embedded on its forehead rushed in.

The person who came was Angron, the demon prince of Khorne who had been promoted to a demon. He transformed into a scarlet blood storm with endless rage.

"Be careful! Rod, I feel one of my sons coming, it's Angron!" The moment Angron entered the Webway world, the Emperor noticed this ascended demon son.

"Oh!"

A demon prince is coming so soon? And it's Angron, the most violent and bloody of all the demon princes.

"Don't be careless. Do you want me to bring your people back? Angron's power is beyond your imagination."

This son has turned into an extremely furious warrior.

"Really? I have an extremely powerful warrior here too!"

(End of this chapter)