In the winter of 2523 in the Imperial Calendar, heavy snow was falling. Ryan also took advantage of this time to make final preparations. First, he gathered as many elite troops and strong men from the sanctuary as possible together, and then Ryan summoned everyone.
There was an abandoned castle in the Kuilau Tomb Zone near Chalon Forest, where Ryan expected to face the Seed of Destruction and his Chaos Demonic Army.
And in the subspace, even if ET has arrived, the melee between the four gods of chaos is still endless. Today's rhythm is that the gates of Khorne's Iron Fire Castle are wide open, and the first level Ka'banha personally leads 888
The Daemon of Khorne and 8888
The Daemon Prince also had 8,888 Khorne demon armies to personally fight against the 6,666 Slaanesh demon armies led by Slaanesh himself. In the area where the Khorne realm and the Slaanesh realm meet, on the battlefield called the Valley of Creation, hundreds of
Two battlefields start fighting at the same time.
Even if Slaanesh himself was dispatched, he could not take advantage, because the hundreds of kilometers of blades cut from the Brass Throne of Khorne were so heavy that Slaanesh could not focus on the battlefield. The two sides had been fighting for several months.
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The Nurgle Garden is extremely noisy. The 777 Nurgle demons of the loving father are decorating the lights together and preparing to celebrate the New Year. Millions of Nurgle demons are cheering with their most sincere smiles dripping with all kinds of yellow-green ichor.
, a total of 7,777,777 Nurgle demons arranged their bodies into a huge
Nurgle symbols, making the most serious preparations, the Nurgle Vanguards took the stinky honey brewed by rotten bees from the Nurgle tree, while the Nurgle beasts were extracting the secret recipe of sleepy black tea from the dung, and the Nurgle
Nurgle's Rotten Gut Army and the Plague Butterfly Army are making father's secret hamburgers from the mud of Nurgle's Garden.
All this is for the grand wedding that will follow. The kind father Nurgle announced that he will marry the goddess of mercy, Thalia. All the children of the loving father are happy for Nurgle's wedding. For the time being, only a few troops (referring to no more than 500) have been sent.
Ten Thousand Heads of Nurgle Demons) participate in this game.
The Crystal Maze of Tzeentch is unexpectedly quiet, and the 999 Tzeentch demonic armies are on the border, seemingly waiting for something.
But at this moment, within the deep abyss of the Great Horned Rat in the realm of chaos.
The Horned Rat God is observing everything.
If we look at appearance alone, the Great Horned Rat is completely different from the short and sneaky Skaven in our impression. The Great Horned Rat is hundreds of meters tall and slender and full of streamlined beauty.
Strong but not bulky or overly powerful, instead blending the destruction of Khorne with the elongation of Slaanesh.
There are eight huge horns on the head of the horned rat. Two of the antelope-like horns rise up, symbolizing the power of the horned rat. The two sheep-like horns are rolled up in a circle and then stretched out to both sides, symbolizing the horned rat.
The four big horns growing out from the back of its head symbolize the great horned rat's infinite ambition and ever-changing forms.
No one can know where the Great Horned Rat came from. Perhaps only Tzeentch's library has the answer. Whether it is the Skaven created by the Great Horned Rat, or the spatial projection and emotional condensation of the Skaven to form the Great Horn.
Rat, there is no doubt that the Horned Rat and the Skaven are one and the same.
All are prosperous, all suffer losses, this cunning god is immortal and always scheming, waiting patiently for the day when he will gain power, and his children will swarm from the surface of the world and devour it from within, entropy
is His mantra, recession is His stock in the trade.
The Creed of the Horned Rat is: "All things must rot, figuratively and literally, and all civilization, art, and anything remotely good must be destroyed."
Therefore, since its birth, the Horned Rat has been dedicated to spreading destruction, betrayal, and plague.
Mortal scholars once thought that the Horned Rat was similar to Nurgle, and might be a first-order demon or secondary god under Nurgle. However, there is a big difference between the plague of the Horned Rat and the plague of Nurgle. The Plague of the Horned Rat pursues
Destruction and rapid death, while Nurgle's plague pursues the propagation of transmissibility, infection and morbidity, a balance between death and survival, and lethality comes second.
At this time, the Great Horned Rat was in anger. He was heartbroken for the losses of Essex, Bunker Hill and Shangri-La. The Horned Rat God decided to personally use his own power to reshape their bodies - which would only take a year or two.
They can be resurrected again, but this also means that the Horned Rat God will no longer be able to interfere frequently in the mortal world in the near future.
Even so, the Horned Rat was very unwilling and decided to do something.
As a secondary god of chaos, it is impossible for the Great Horned Rat to compete with the Four Gods of Chaos in terms of strength. Therefore, the Great Horned Rat is always cautious. He allows himself to stand on the side of the Four Gods of Chaos in the general direction and does not often participate in the "four gods of Chaos".
"The Great Game", facing the orders of the Four Gods of Chaos, the Horned Rat will usually agree but not necessarily follow them. He will never be enemies with more than three of the Four Gods at the same time, and will try not to expose his strength to the Four Gods of Chaos.
in the eyes.
The plan to deal with Angron failed, and the Horned Rat decided to tell the news to the evil god it had temporarily acknowledged, Tzeentch, who was planning something unknown in the Crystal Maze.
"Dear Lord of All Changes, the core of all changes, all logics, and all plans, Saint Tzeche, I have a message to tell you." The Horned Rat sent the message: "Ange, the former Ascendant Demon Primarch
Lang's figure has been confirmed, and it is now hidden in Britannia in the world of Marquis, within the Forest of Chalon!"
"Yes! I know, I know everything, I understand everything. You can't and don't need to question my judgment. All changes are under my control. Then the question is, since I have mastered everything,
Then why do I need to think? No, I don’t need to think. All truths and laws are already determined. When my scribe records everything in books
, scrolls and parchments, containing every fragment of recorded knowledge and thought from the Age of Creation, things written and things yet to be decided, intertwined histories of truth and fiction, and descriptions of potential, actual and imagined futures.
." Tzeentch laughed wildly and said: "Then tell me, Horned Rat God, what price did you pay to share this news with me?"
"In a fierce battle, I set up a perfect ambush and once bound the former Daemon Prince of Khorne. However, due to bad luck, at the critical moment, the seal was attacked and broken. The three Lords of Disaster
I was forced to return to my domain." The words of the Great Horned Rat were full of deception and concealment, but they also revealed a lot of information and vaguely showed his strength.
Hundreds of scribes used the blood of the Pink Horror to frantically write something on the scroll, and the will of the Horned Rat disappeared.
The Lord of All Changes sat on his holy throne. He first smiled evilly, then laughed strangely, then laughed ferociously, and then laughed happily. A carefully designed message was sent out instantly and spread to the distance.
"In the light and shadow of the Chalon forest,
The three disaster lords prepared secret weapons.
Oh, the sound of wind sounded in the forest.
They will hunt their enemies here!
A sealed artifact made from the bones of God,
The octagonal seal branded with the blood of the rat god.
Blood flew everywhere, and pieces of flesh were everywhere.
From dusk until dawn, the fighting continued.
Angron, the Primarch of the Ascension, and Llane, your enemy, are forced to withdraw.
Essex, Bunker Hill, Shangri-La, homecoming.”
The time in the subspace is chaotic and disorderly. I don’t know how long it took, or maybe it was just an instant, but the news of Tzeentch has arrived at Slaanesh.
Above the Valley of Creation, millions of Chaos Demons are fighting crazily. A huge beautiful, dangerous, debauched and twisted thing hundreds of meters high is standing in the battlefield. 666 Slaanesh banshees are
Dancing around him, in infinite pain and joy, the noble and terrifying bisexual prince of darkness is now troubled by the unfavorable situation of the war.
Slaanesh cannot defeat Khorne. This is an old state. Because of this, Slaanesh has always had the smallest territory in the realm of Chaos, but he especially likes to provoke and launch offensives, often without any reason or plan.
This is how people are addicted to food.
Losing is not terrible. For a pervert like Slaanesh, losing is also a very interesting experience, but losing all the time is terrible. Losing is numb and there is no excitement. This is a devastating blow to Slaanesh.
How can I win once?
At this time, Slaanesh received the news from Tzeentch. The Dark Prince was surprised at first, and then immediately groaned in ecstasy (harmony). Its screams instantly swept the battlefield, and tens of thousands of Khorne demons were killed on the spot!
"Yes, yes, this is it! Aha~ It's so exciting, so exciting, so exciting! It feels so good!" Slaanesh screamed, twisting his body desperately, in joy and newness
Trembling with stimulation, and then shivering.
Got it!
A plan was immediately formed, and Slaanesh immediately made a call to Khorne.
An extremely angry roar came from the subspace: "Disgusting bedbug, disgusting slut!"
"Oh, don't be like this, my dear friend~" Slaanesh's gentle and charming voice came: "I have good news. It just came from the Horned Rat God. My dear, I can't wait to share it with you!"
"What news? Horned Rat God? Can that stinky house rat die now?" Khorne roared: "I will chop off its rat head with one strike of my axe! Then I will stuff its head into its ASS.
Go inside!”
"No, brother~" Slaanesh said with a smile: "He has brought good news. The Ascendant Primarch Angron and Lion have been found! Haven't you always cared about them? Listen to me, friend, we are like this
There is no point in continuing the confrontation. Just withdraw your troops. You are busy with your business and I am busy with mine."
"What, absolutely impossible! Once the war begins, only one side will stand, holding the opponent's head in his hand, and the ground will be covered with hot blood!" Khorne immediately rejected this request.
"Listen, you idiot, the three scourge lords of the Horned Rat God used a clever ambush and prepared artifacts to completely injure Angron and Lion's two pesky dog coins~" Slaanesh calmed down
He said: "They were all seriously injured. One had two arms chopped off, and the other had a leg chopped off. If we don't seize the opportunity now, how long will it take?"
"What?!" Khorne confirmed for a moment, and it seemed that this was indeed the case: "No! The glory of hunting Angron, the traitor, and the Gray Knight Lion must not be left to others!!!"
"Oh~ isn't this right!" Slaanesh was ecstatic, and he immediately continued: "If we continue to fight, it will only benefit others. Let's do this. Let's withdraw our troops first, and then compete with each other one day. You go and watch first.
After killing the two primarchs with the Seed of Destruction, I'm also going to resolve the matter between me and Nurgle, how about that? In this way, you let the army of skulls withdraw first, and when I confirm, my demon army will also
Return to the arena and the theater."
Khorne thought for a moment. The war with Slaanesh was long-lasting and unlikely to be decided immediately. Angron and Lion were seriously injured. It was more important to cut off their heads. The blood god's hatred for Lion and Angron was overwhelming.
Everything, He then said: "You retreat first, and I will let Kabanha retreat!"
"No, obviously Kabanha needs to retreat first, otherwise how can I guarantee that the lunatic will not suddenly attack again? Don't forget the good things Tzeentch has done!"
"Really? Can you promise me that?" Khorne thought of Skarbrand's betrayal.
"Yes, I promise you to keep your word!"
"Okay, then let's conclude a skull agreement between us for the time being."
"Yes, that's good!" Slaanesh's voice was particularly relaxed and cheerful: "Please let the Skull Legion retreat."
Khorne made no further reply.
The call ends.
"Okay! It's done!" Slaanesh immediately called his number one demon, Lucius: "Get ready, when most of the Khorne demon army has retreated, kill me immediately! This time, this stupid thing must be killed.
He knows how powerful I am! I want to anally explode his ASS! Oh, I’m so excited just thinking about it~ I’m going to die~ I’m going to die, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Ah!”
"Praise be to Slaanesh, praise be joy!"
"Praise ♂xin! Warn ♂xin! Allow ♂xin!"
…………I am the dividing line to be wary of typical scams in subspace…………
The Kuileu Tumulus Belt is the largest concentration of ancient burial mounds in Britannia. Among the astonishing number of tombs, there is an abandoned castle. It was once the capital of the Kuileu tribe, in Britannia.
Before the founding of the country, an extremely brutal war was fought here. Thousands of Cuilleu knights fought the final decisive battle with the greenskin tribes attacking Britannia here, and all of them died in the battle.
In the past few months, Cuileu Castle has been renovated. Ryan gathered the Old Guards and the Mousilon Coldstream Guards here, and at the same time summoned as many strong men from the sanctuary as possible.
When Lion rode the griffon Imperius close to the Castle of Kuileu, he noticed that Angron had also arrived riding his hippogryph Nukelia. At this time, the World Eater Primarch had no expression on his face.
Despite his cheerful smile, he is very serious.
In the distance, among the mist-shrouded mountains, Cuilleu Castle stands here. The castle has been in disrepair for a long time. The troops of the Old Guard and the Cold Sun Guards are stationed not far away. The desolate stone building
With complex ancient tombs and forest terrain, Ryan carefully selected the battlefield.
"Brother, are you down?" Ryan signaled Imperius to fall down and shouted towards Angron.
"What the hell did you pick?" Angron also signaled for the hippogryph to land, and he shouted: "You think fighting in the tomb can limit the seeds of destruction?"
"Of course not." Ryan said seriously: "But at least it can keep my people away from the aftermath of the battlefield."
"Heh." Angron nodded, agreeing. The original body of the World Eater got off the Hippogryph, and he observed the nearby complex Oracle Mountains, dense forests and endless ancient tomb buildings: "Lane
, my brother, this may be the most difficult battle we have to face. I have fought against the Seed of Destruction, and I can tell you that I am no match for him, and I have no chance of winning at all."
"Count me in?" Ryan asked seriously as his boots fell on the ground.
"It's not enough if you are included." Angron touched his chin and threw the straw hat on the ground. He was a little sad and a little indifferent: "If Sanguinius can come, maybe we have some confidence.
, of course, if Jonson can be added, then Khorne will lose his favorite blood god prince."
"Brother Sanguinius and Brother Jonson can't come, otherwise I wouldn't mind everyone coming together." Ryan said with a smile.
"No, if they come, the Seed of Destruction will not come." Angron said seriously: "Ryan, don't underestimate the Seed of Destruction. It is one of the few capable generals under Khorne who is very cunning.
Because of his existence, he will never launch an offensive easily, nor will he fall into a situation of being besieged. If three or four original bodies appear at the same time, the Seed of Destruction will only temporarily retreat and wait for the next opportunity."
"Yeah." Ryan nodded.
"You must have a plan, brother." Angron sighed: "Damn it, the Seed of Destruction is not good news for you. It is psychically immune and magic immune, and your power can hardly cause damage to it.
, even if your female courtiers are willing to help, they can only rely on converting magical energy into physical damage to limit the demonic army of Khorne."
Oppression like mountains of Oracle pressed down on Ryan's shoulders and chest: "I have a plan, of course I do. When it comes, I will directly summon the seed of destruction to come near the castle, and then we will fight it to the death here, except
In addition, of course we have other plans.”
"That's good, where is Devonshire?" Angron asked: "We can die in battle, but nothing can happen to him."
"He and the Twilight sisters entered the lady's kingdom." Ryan nodded.
"Okay, then let's start preparing." Angron slapped Ryan on the shoulder: "Then, this is the time when our brothers fight side by side and the moment when our bodies are destroyed."
"For the old world, for the entire universe, and for the human empire." Ryan put his hand on Angron's big hand and smiled: "And for my father."
"No, just for Devon Hill." Angron also smiled: "Also for Ryan Malcador!"