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The battle was about to break out, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt flames.

The territory of the Blood God Khorne is facing unprecedented challenges, an unprecedented offensive and defensive battle.

The battle horn has sounded, and the battle between the Unifier and the Blood God Khorne has officially begun.

The Ruler's fist was covered with mysterious runes, flashing with strange light, and collided with the Blood God's sword imbued with blood and flames, making a deafening roar.

The flames and runes intertwined, erupting into a powerful energy wave. The aftermath of the flames spread all around, as if to tear the entire space apart.

Every collision was terrifying, and the demons around them dared not look directly at their figures.

It was as if the whole world was shaking.

However, after only a few rounds, the puppet body of the ruler began to show its powerlessness and gradually fell into a disadvantage.

Her movements began to become slow, and each attack seemed powerless, as if she could be defeated by the Blood God at any time.

But at this moment, the divine power that permeated the surroundings emerged like mist, forming invisible barriers to block the Blood God's attack.

These divine powers possessed the power of the Divine Jiu Phosphorus IV Fin Baqi, which slowed down the Blood God's movements and caused each of his attacks to miss the target.

The Blood God Khorne roared and tried to break free from the constraints of these gods' power, but every effort was in vain.

The reason why the other evil gods did not intervene directly was that, after all, they were gods and loved the lives of their brothers and sisters the most. They would not let one die or be injured, or one win and one lose. They just wanted to see him and the ruler both suffer losses, which was the best outcome for them.

However, Khorne did not intend to give up easily.

The Blood God's rage burned fiercely on the sword, as if it was going to devour the entire world.

His attack once again came like a violent storm, aiming directly at the Ruler's vital points, vowing to defeat the god completely.

The organizers did not back down.

Three kinds of gases surround the Blood God.

Her puppet body seemed to have gained supreme power. Whether it was the rage of the Blood God or the flames on the sword, they all became insignificant in front of her.

She dodged the Blood God's attack lightly, and at the same time, with lightning speed, she used her fist to create a crack on the blood-red armor of the Blood God Khorne.

This blow made the Blood God Khorne roar in anger. He felt unprecedented pain and humiliation. He was actually hurt so badly by the incarnation of another god.

He really likes challenges, just because he is challenging people, but that doesn't mean he likes being toyed around like a wild dog by fellow gods.

But what made him even angrier was the shrill laughter of the other evil gods echoing in his ears, as if mocking his inability to do anything.

"Get out of here, get out of here, everyone get out of here!"

He was very angry, but he was powerless. Every time his anger was ignited, it would be extinguished by the other three gods. It was as if he had been forced to have kidney deficiency, making his brain dull and his movements slow.

The battle was at a stalemate, with both sides trying their best.

The surrounding evil gods continued to watch the battle, their laughter and mockery echoing in the ears of the Blood God Khorne, making him even more angry and desperate.

However, no matter how hard the Blood God Khorne tried, he could not escape the entanglement of the Overmind.

With the blessing of three mysterious gases, the power of the Ruler seemed endless, making the Blood God Khorne feel unprecedented pressure.

Khorne already knew that he had lost, and his dream of revival without killing had been delayed. Revival could not be realized, and he could only minimize the losses.

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Chapter 77: The Great Rebellion of Skarbrand: Meat Sauce Kabanha.

The bloodthirsty demons were on high alert the moment the Cursed Legion arrived, with bloodthirsty gleams in their eyes as they prepared for a brutal battle.

They thought they would see the burning humanoid creatures rushing towards them like crazy beasts, regardless of everything, but the reality was beyond their expectations.

But those burning humanoid creatures seemed not to care about their existence at all, and only left some people to fight with these bloodthirsty demons.

The bright red flames and the golden flames collided in the air, making a harsh hissing sound. The two intertwined with each other, forming a shocking picture.

Most of the remaining members of the Legion of the Damned rushed straight towards the exquisite machines jointly made by the Blood God Khorne and Vastor.

This is the Emperor's order after all.

These machines emit a faint fluorescence and are as exquisite as works of art. In the future, they will carry the Emperor's plans and hopes and will be a key part of the Emperor's carefully planned Webway plan.

The Legion of the Damned was not surprised by the Emperor's order. After all, this was always the Emperor's style of doing things. When he saw something good, he would take it for himself without hesitation.

They had no choice but to silently carry out the Emperor's orders, fighting fiercely with the bloodthirsty Daemons commanded by Khorne, while also protecting the machines from being destroyed.

How the Emperor views Khorne.

In the eyes of the Emperor, it was clear that the Blood God's plan had failed.

He is now unable to defeat the Overlord in a short period of time, nor can he stop the Legion of the Damned from forcibly moving and dismantling the machines.

Khorne's Webway plan failed, but that did not mean the Emperor's Webway plan would fail as well.

After all, the Emperor had already foreseen the possible changes and was prepared to deal with them.

He knew very well the Blood God's incompetence. It was unbelievable that he could play so badly after such a good start.

The Emperor was leisurely and contented in the void, with a mocking smile on his lips. His sarcastic words were like a sharp blade, crossing the barriers of time and space and directly piercing into the mind of the Blood God Khorne.

Khorne was engaged in a fierce battle with the Lord Commander. The Emperor's mockery infuriated him, and he was thrown back by the Lord Commander's powerful punch. The ground beneath his feet seemed unable to withstand the force and trembled slightly, nearly falling to the ground.

This scene happened to be seen by the emperor.

He nodded secretly in his heart, and became more convinced of his previous evaluation of Khorne.

The situation on the battlefield is like a surging sea of ​​clouds, always changing and unpredictable.

The rebel army led by Skarbrand was like an unstoppable torrent, easily breaking through the defense line without Angras.

Their attack was fierce and swift, aiming to raze all obstacles to the ground.

Skarbrand's original plan was to storm the Brass Throne, the sharpest symbol of mindless slaughter and the ultimate goal of their uprising.

However, the evil gods quietly used their power to vibrate the white thread of fate, like the thread controlling a puppet, causing Skarbrand's route to deviate subtly.

The rebels who originally headed for the Brass Throne now turned to head for the Brass Fortress.

The evil gods want to use the power of Skarbrand to capture Vashtor, who is doing evil in secret. This secondary god actually dared to cooperate with Khorne and help him build the Webway without revealing any information.

And Vashtor's performance in the Brass Fortress was like a play.

As a lesser god, he was unable to defeat a mere demon and even fought back and forth with it.

This is simply an insult to the gods.

What made the evil gods even more angry was that he actually colluded with Khorne and wanted to have his cake and eat it too, which was undoubtedly a challenge to the authority of the gods.

"Why do you want all the benefits?" The evil gods sneered in their hearts.

They decided to teach Vashtor a profound lesson, to let him understand the consequences of betraying the gods.

Kabanha stood in a corner of the battlefield, his eyes angry and breathing heavily, watching the army under Skarbrand's command launching a crazy attack in front of the Brass Fortress.

Those warriors who once fought alongside it and were equally matched with it now seemed to have lost their minds and were indiscriminately attacking the Brass Fortress and Vashtor's men.

Skarbrand, clad in multicolored armor, stood at the forefront of the army. His eyes flashed with a strange light, a strange smile hung on the corner of his mouth, saliva dripping from his mouth, and he murmured the name of the Blood God.

It was now completely immersed in the thrill of battle. No one could stop its attack. Even the secondary god Vashtor could not withstand more than three moves in front of it and quickly fled.

The most shocking thing was that it and its legionaries were drooling with a greedy, fanatical and distorted expression, completely different from the glory and dignity they once had as warriors.

An indescribable sadness and anger welled up in Kabaha's heart. He had once been an evenly matched opponent with Skarbrand, but now Skarbrand had completely fallen, abandoning his loyalties and rebelling against the great Blood God.

"My brother, how did you become like this?" Kabanha asked silently in his heart.

It recalled the days when it fought side by side with Skarbrand, those times when they faced powerful enemies together and shared the joy of victory.

However, all this is now in the past.

Kabaha took a deep breath, trying to calm his anger.

The current situation does not allow it to indulge in memories of the past.

Kabanha made a choice: he decided to live and die with the Brass Fortress and to defend his loyalty to the Blood God with his own life.

Kabanha led the few remaining demons and charged towards Skarbrand's army without hesitation.

On the battlefield, flames were flying everywhere and shouts of killing were shaking the earth.

Kabanha and Skarbrand finally faced each other on the battlefield. The two powerful forces collided in the air, stirring up waves of air.

Skarbrand looked at Kabanha in front of him, and a complex emotion surged in his heart.

It stretched out its hand, trying to persuade Kabanha to join them: "Join me, brother, join us, and together we will create a new future."

However, Kabanha’s answer was firm and decisive: “No, never.”

Skarbrand, you have betrayed the Blood God and all our warriors. I would rather die than be one with you."

When Scarbrand heard Kabanha's answer, a painful and distorted expression appeared on his face.

Its tears and saliva flowed together, as if it was repenting for its betrayal, and as if it was angry at Kabanha's stubbornness.

"Traitor!" Skarbrand roared, "I am the Archdaemon of Khorne. I am loyal, I am courageous, I am furious! And you, Skarbrand, you are a traitor. You betrayed the Blood God and betrayed us all!"

Kabanha scolded Skarbrand angrily, the weapon in his hand flashed with cold light, and he launched a fierce attack on Skarbrand again.

However, since Skarbrand's strength was far superior to Kabanha's, after a few rounds, Kabanha's body was beaten into a bloody mess and turned into a meat paste.

Chapter 78: The End of the Skarbrand Rebellion

Khorne stood in front of the empty space where the exquisite machinery should have stood, his gaze deep.

The Ruler's actions were so thorough that not even a single screw was left behind, which made even the god Khorne sigh at the other party's thorough digging...

"Dead and wounded demons, a nearly shattered Webway, and... a dream of a warp ruled by a willless killing. I've tried my best, but I still can't avoid this precarious situation."

Khorne's voice was low and heavy, as if speaking of an unchangeable fate.

Suddenly, there was a cracking sound on the webway, which was caused intentionally by the Ruler.

When the Legion of the Damned descended, they deliberately strengthened the Webway, allowing only the power of other gods to enter while trapping the rest of the demons outside.

This action was undoubtedly another blow to Khorne, but Khorne's expression was unusually calm. He had experienced too much and was no longer able to be angry.

"In fact, I already know the ending of everything."

Khorne spoke slowly, "Even before the Archon ascended to godhood, the flames of her hatred burned my legs, then broke them, forcing me to sit upon the Brass Throne."

"The war started by the Cursed in the real universe has allowed me to stand up again. But from now on, I will always sit on the Brass Throne. This is my destiny and cannot be changed."

Khorne's words revealed a deep sense of resignation and acceptance.

He seemed to have recognized the reality and was no longer angry or struggling.

But the Blood God did not give up, but chose another way to face it all.

"Seventh brother Shan is a centipede. I'm leaving."

Khorne said to the great demon Angrath behind him, "I will leave here temporarily and go to the battlefield chosen for me by the gods to defeat Skarbrand. I will cut the silk threads that the gods have entangled in the depths of its origin and burn the veil that blinds its eyes. After that, I will sit on the Brass Throne forever."

"It must succeed!" Angras said.

Khorne did not punish Angrath for its mistakes, perhaps because of time?

"Well, I will."

Angrath followed Khorne silently, his regret growing in his heart.

"This was never what I wanted. I never intended to lead them in an attack. Together, we drove out the Old Night Age, blinded by the gods. But you betrayed me and us. When you fought for the power of the gods, you lied to your most loyal subordinates. The Realm Without a Heart for Killing only has one chance to revive. If you can't catch him, then let me do it."

Skarbrand led his army to wreak havoc on Khorne's territory. He casually stabbed a bloodthirsty demon's chest with his claws. The shocking wound and the gushing blood seemed to tell of his anger and despair.

Dragging the corpse of the Great Demon forward, every step was filled with hatred for Khorne and determination for revenge.

[Don't let this idiot say such weird things, beat Khorne quickly]

But Tzeentch did not listen to the Ruler's words, and created an image of Khorne, a kind father, in Skarbrand's mind. In his mind, in the illusion, Khorne was looking at Skarbrand gently and lovingly.

"Look, this is the most precious axe given to me by God." Skarbrand was wearing colorful armor and holding the precious axe tightly in his hand.

The axe is a symbol of its power, a weapon given to it by Khorne himself, but now it has become a catalyst for its madness and killing.

It threw the body of the bloodthirsty demon aside, then gently stroked the axe, as if the Blood God was right in front of it and the Blood God was the axe.

In full view of everyone, under the gaze of all creatures in the Warp, Skarbrand actually brought the axe to his drooling mouth and kissed the bloody axe.

This scene made everyone present feel nauseous and uncomfortable, especially the ruler who was holding the remote control.

Even in this space filled with abstraction and chaos, such scenes were rare. Scarland's saliva was also full of blood.