Chapter Ninety-Three: Pouring Bitter Water
Subspace, the sea of souls.
This is a place where evil is rampant, and where evil ghosts are entrenched.
Countless demons are engaged in an eternal war here, just to make their evil god master come out on top in the great game.
The chaotic battle of hundreds of millions of armies is just another ordinary daily routine in subspace.
The Bloodthirsty Demon Riot led the Sadistic Demon Army to roar loudly, and in the name of the Blood God, he raised the flaming flaming sword in his hand and rushed back and forth on the battlefield.
The Demon Lord of All Transformations Spiritist lined up in the rear, reciting unimaginable magic in the beak of a bird, and bombarded the enemy's battle line indiscriminately.
The great impure ones are resistant to damage, and the demons of Nurgle are thick-skinned, spreading deadly diseases and using their tiny lives to weaken their enemies little by little.
The Secret Keeper Soul Eclipse uses his strong body fragrance and enchanting magic to disturb the opponent's mind, and then quickly kills the opponent before he has time to react.
As you can see, subspace features a big mix.
In the end, only one of the four demon armies will remain on the battlefield to win the favor of their master, and the other losers will be sent back to their respective hometowns to wait for the resurrection.
Or, because of the defeat in battle, they will be disliked by their own gods, transformed into unconscious Chaos Eggs, or even directly erased.
Demons aren't that easy to mess with, and they also have to work hard for their own performance.
And, as in all previous wars, the final decision on the outcome of the war was the outcome of the duel between the commanders.
The four great demons fought each other face-to-face, carrying the glory of their respective gods, and the earth-destroying energy collided together, and the violent sound that erupted seemed to be able to reach the end of time.
However, at this moment, somehow, a book fell from the sky for some reason.
This sudden scene made the big demons who had already reached the white-hot stage of the battle stunned, and hurriedly pulled away from their opponents, staring at the other three enemies with a wary face, thinking that one of them was making trouble.
The first to be denounced were the Tzeentch's birdheads, who were most calculating, and were good at digging holes in books.
The bewitching Slaanesh Great Demon, a secret keeper named Soul Eclipse, was the first to speak: "Soul Master, what the hell are you doing! ”
The Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Transformations immediately retorted, "This really wasn't done by me, it's not in the plan!" ”
The bloodthirsty demon rioted and denounced: "It's not who you are, it's just that you bird-headed people have a lot of eyes and a stomach full of bad water!" ”
The fat green impurity, the leprosy leaned over curiously, and glanced at the written contents: "Well, guys, it seems to say 'The Great Scarbrand Rebellion' on it." ”
Then, the three Great Demons set their eyes on the Bloodthirsty Demon Riot.
"What do you think I'm doing? We are afraid that the devil never reads, don't insult us with the word "scholar", it must have been done by the bird-headed man of the Tzeentchine family! ”
The riot continued to point his axe at the Spiritist on the side, and shouted angrily.
"I didn't do it, you don't believe me!"
The Alien Master knew that his master's reputation was too bad, and if he didn't explain it well, he would be the first of the four to go out.
So the Demon Lord of Changeability picked up the book, intending to read its contents.
"Anti-modifying runes? As soon as someone tries to tamper with the contents of the book, the book will immediately self-destruct, although it is simple but effective. The Spiritist commented, "Someone must have thrown it here on purpose." ”
"That person is you!"
The riot continued.
It seems that he can't help but instigate the other two to kick the bird-headed man out first.
"I said not me, the contents of this book. Oh, that's kind of interesting. Through his powerful power, the Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Transformations instantly read the text in the book, "It says that your Scarbrand started a rebellion to protect the interests of our original demons from the Demon Prince. ”
"Uh-what?" Riot's eyes widened, and he didn't understand the meaning of the other party's words for a moment.
"It's Scarbrand who thinks that mortals have gained too much favor from the gods that should belong to us, and we are gradually being replaced by those so-called ascendants, and it is not willing to let this happen, so it will take action against the blood god." The Spiritist was a little uncertain, "That rebellion was supposed to be my master's handiwork, right, but how did it become like this?" ”
"So the kobold of the Fear and Abuse family, what was the situation when Scarbrand rebelled?" The Secret Keeper Soul Eclipse asked.
"Well, I was fighting the Golden Legion of the Cursed on the front line, how do I know what's going on in the rear?" Riot replied.
"Well, guys, leave aside the rest of the moment, about mortals riding on our heads, like, indeed." Leprosy wanted to speak and stopped.
As a result, the other three Great Demons all set their eyes on it, wanting to hear it finish.
So the leprosy could only continue: "You also know that the most favored person in our house was Kugass. Although everyone was mocking the damage to the garden due to Kugas's recklessness, that guy was our chief at the time, and he would not hesitate to go against his father's will to help Motarian. But even so, Motarian did not give Kugas a good face, and in front of the son of the cursed, it was like a gas bag. ”
The Demons of Nurgle don't like Motarian, the Lord of Death, and he doesn't care about him because of his skills and the favor of his father.
"You say so, we also have a nasty mortal on our side, Jax Senya." Seeing the leprosy and bitterness, the Soul Eater couldn't help but say, "That mortal sucked the power of our three colleagues, and the Lord of Pleasure not only did not punish her for us, but blessed her and lifted that mortal into a demon. ”
Although the demons did not dare to disobey the will of the gods, they were more or less unconvinced by this matter.
Seeing that everyone was pouring bitter water on this, the Bloodthirsty Demon Riot couldn't help but think of something that made it unhappy.
It was the time of preparation for Abaddon's thirteenth Black Expedition, and the Chaos Warlord was recruiting and gathering strength.
He wanted to pull the god of torture to choose Karn to enlist in the army, but Karn didn't want to bird him at all, so the two fought.
Although Abaddon broke several of Karn's ribs with one move, Karn's backhand axe also reached the waist of the commander, and the two can be said to be evenly matched.
At least in this respect, Abaddon is far inferior to his genetic father, the former commander Horus.
Karn's father, Angelon, couldn't have bared his teeth with Horus like this.
It's just that as the saying goes, if two tigers fight, one will be injured.
For the sake of the plans of the Chaos Gods, Horror decided to send the Great Demon and the two of them.
And the bloodthirsty demon who ran to fight was the riot.
It descended from the subspace to the mortal realm, and with a single blow it separated Karn and Abaddon, who were fighting together, and at the time it was not considered a difficult task.
"I am not fighting in my life, and the world thinks that I love to fight, this is really a big misunderstanding, I am here today to reconcile your two families, you two look at my face, avoid this fight."
It's rare to persuade a fight, and the riot still wants to show off his eloquence in front of mortals.
"you!"
As a result, the irascible Karn punched the bloodthirsty maniac in the face, knocking out even one of its teeth.
A mere mortal, how dare he!
actually relied on himself to be favored by the blood god, and indiscriminately attacked its bloodthirsty madman.
If it hadn't been for the mission at the time, it would have chopped up the mortal who didn't know whether to live or die.
The more I thought about the riot at this moment, the more angry I became, and I took the axe and slashed at the bird-headed man on the side.
"You're so sick, you're angry at me for no reason!"
The Spiritist hurriedly raised his magic shield and resisted the attack of the Bloodthirsty Maniac.
"I can feel that it must be remembering something very unhappy." The bone-eater on the side said.
"Cut me if you're not happy? It's still unreasonable, and the three of you have already poured out the bitter water, can you let me say a few words too? The Demon Lord of All Transformations struggled to support the magic shield and said as he spoke.
"What do you Tzeentch have to say?" Soul Eclipse waved his hand, "In order to find out the secret of the Well of Eternity, the Lord of Ten Thousand Transformations threw you Demon Lords into it one after another as if they didn't need money, did you throw a demon prince?" Everybody knows that. ”
"This. I." The Spiritist couldn't refute it for a moment.
Good guy, I really don't know if I don't communicate, and everyone is in tears when I say it.
The four great demons poured bitter water on this meal, and the little brothers around them gradually stopped their hands and began to whisper.
"Well, Lord Rioter, I have something that I don't know if to talk about or not."
The lieutenant of the riot, the god vamplet on the side, spoke.
So the bloodthirsty demon stopped the axe in his hand and said, "What's the matter, let go of the fart!" ”
"That is, Lord Blood God seems to have blessed another group of mortals recently. And it seems that our legion has not been promoted for a long time. The Divine Venerable Vamplet spoke.
"That's right, that's it!"
"It's all because those mortals robbed us of our opportunity!"
The other vulcators followed.
Demons are, after all, a collection of mortal creatures' emotions.
Therefore, all kinds of problems that mortal creatures have, they are basically not falling, and they will only be exceeded.
And when a person encounters a predicament, it is simpler and more direct to dump the fault on others than to reflect on himself.
The vending ghosts had been trying so long to be elevated, and it must have been because the mortals had taken away their favor.
"Uh, you don't have to worry about this, continue to cut off your head more, and I will personally go to the Blood God to ask for credit for you." That's all the riot can say.
The other demon armies also complained to their own big demons one after another, causing them a headache.
A group of demons fought each other desperately, only to find that all the rewards that should have belonged to them had been snatched away by a group, the Demon Prince.
A group of mortals, who were supposed to be their playthings, now not only robbed them of their cakes, but also rode on their heads.
Who can stand this?
The war has reached this point, and it is not interesting to continue fighting.
So the four big demons could only collect their troops and go home with mixed feelings.
Regarding the matter of updating more, I really try my best, rookie author, and bear with me......
(End of chapter)