Verse 85 Revenge

Slaanesh's laughter echoed in his mind, soft, full of indescribable charm and seduction, but it did not answer Ashrufat's question. However, this was expected by Ashrufat.

"Because I'm ...... Is it special?" asked Ashruphat tentatively. That's right, he has a superhuman physique, both his five senses and his body are far beyond ordinary people (not to mention that incredible night vision), he doesn't need food, water, sleep, and other things that are essential for ordinary people, and in addition, he also has superb combat skills and magic skills (as well as black magic). Listing these unique special abilities, maybe all of them can be listed on a piece of paper and placed in the Central Seven Kingdoms, which can be regarded as shocking.

But on the side of Chaos, these abilities are not worth mentioning. Ashruphat had seen with his own eyes the power of the evil gods: the ability to create something out of nothing, and to create matter at will. The Chaos armor on his body is a prime example of this. As for the strengthening of the human body, it is even more common - when Ashrufat was still in the Asowen tribe, he saw people who received divine graces. At that time, after receiving the favor of the evil god, that Chaos believer had increased significantly in size and strength in the blink of an eye.

In the legends of the Chaos Tribes, the special abilities that Ashrufat possessed were not special (it was rare for so many abilities to be gathered in one person). Because evil gods often give mortals special powers. It is relatively common to increase strength, endurance, reaction speed, etc., and it is not uncommon to grow special limbs and have special abilities. Not eating, drinking, or sleeping in the South is unprecedented, but it's not a big deal for Chaos. Legend has it that humans possess this ability after they ascend to become the Demon Prince.

As for swords and magic, Tzeentch does possess the ability to grant mortals the talent of spell casting. If they could cram some of the images directly into Ashrufat's mind, they could certainly stuff the knowledge of magic into the minds of others.

If there was anything in Ashrufat that the gods coveted—it would have been the talent of a commander. In Ashrufat's opinion, the Chaos Legion may be very powerful, but it really lacks qualified commanders. This may be a paradox: those who follow the teachings of the gods and walk on the path of glory and power permitted by the gods are really difficult to produce good commanders. Or rather, there is a mismatch between the teachings of the four gods and the abilities necessary for a good commander. I am afraid that a person who has the talent of commander will not be able to become a high-level believer, and if he is not a high-level believer, he will not be able to command the army.

"Yes......" Slaanesh's laughter swept through Ashrufat's body like the wind. "You are special, the only one. ”

"And ......," Slaanesh continued. "We need you. ”

"Need?" Ashrufa fixed his mind, and finally got to the point.

"Sadistic ...... Something is being planned. He will upset the current balance. We need someone to defeat him and destroy his ambitions. And you're the right person. ”

"Why am I the right person?"

"You're capable! You may not even realize it, but you have great power. Our power cannot penetrate into the realm of abusiveness, because that would also upset the balance. But you can, the rules that bind the gods are not valid for mortals. With the help of your hands, we can restore the disturbed balance to its original state. ”

“...... Of course, this is also important for you, because you can accomplish your own goals while restoring balance. ”

......

Ashruphat put his hand down once more. Tzeentch and Slaanesh were two completely different gods, and the two gods employed two very different methods against him. The negotiation with Tzeentch is almost like a business negotiation (more tiring than Akin, of course), with each side taking a stance, showing the opponent his cards while guessing his opponent's various strategies. Tzeentch's cunning is also notorious in the midst of chaos, with "Lord of Treachery" being his nickname and Tzeentch's favorite title. Tzeentch has been trying to convince him, tempting and threatening him with all sorts of realities.

And Slaanesh, the means are much simpler. Ashruphat believed that Slaanesh had always tried to influence his mind with that voice. Once Ashruphat was deceived, he would have succumbed to Slaanesh's will.

When dealing with Tzeentch, you don't know when you're going to fall for him. Dealing with Slaanesh, all it takes is a one-time weakness to completely fall. The book is right, dealing with evil gods is absolutely not good.

But alas, Ashrufa had no choice in particular. He was now certain that without the support of the evil gods, he would never have been able to return with the star carving.

At this time, there was the sound of footsteps behind him. Ashrufat realized that the pale golden glow of the setting sun was shining through the cracks in the tent—and before he knew it, it was dusk.

Behind him came Flint. His expression was filled with indescribable excitement, and if Ashruphat was not mistaken, Flint had already received a second divine grace. Because his size had changed somewhat—if you looked closely, his shoulders were much wider, his body was slightly taller, and his armor was brand new.

The last time Flint accepted the charisma was because he killed the Chaos Lord Artorian (at least he was excellent in eliminating Artorian's retinue), and this time he received the charisma should have been an excellent example on the battlefield to win Slaanesh's smile.

This is also the law of the chaotic world—those who please the gods will surely receive a generous gift from the gods. The first gift a believer receives from an evil god is usually Chaos armor, but after earning his own Chaos armor, the evil god pours his favor directly into the believer's flesh - not once, but many times. According to the general belief, this will be repeated until the believer hangs up in battle or his physical potential is fully realized. If it's the latter, he'll be promoted to Chaos Champion.

Flint has taken another step towards becoming a Chaos Champion.

"Your Excellency, are you still here?" said Flint.

"What's wrong? what's going on with the negotiation?" asked Ashrufat in passing.

"It's done, as you might expect. Flint didn't hide his admiration for Ashruphat now. "The war is over victoriously. ”

Like many of the Silent Panic Tribe, Flint now knew that Ashrufat had been commanded by God to protect the Silent Panic Tribe.

"Yes, it's over. Ashrufa nodded. This time the war is over, but only this time. The gods had shown him the way forward, and he now had no choice but to follow the path they had pointed out.

"My lord, what are you going to ...... next?" Flint asked tentatively.

"I'm getting out of here. Ashrufat said, looking at Flint, "But I'm not leaving alone, I'm going to gather here an army that obeys me and go north." ”

"To the north?" said Tarek opened the curtain door on the side of the tent and walked in. "What are you doing there, sir?"

"There's a ...... there. My war. Ashrufat said.

It was completely dark.

Today is a good day for the Silent Panic Tribe. Yesterday they won a tough battle, but today they won the fruits of the final victory. The covenant of the three tribes had been shattered by this time, and due to their mutual distrust and wariness, they all finally chose to sue for peace with the Silent Panic Tribe. For the foreseeable future, such a pact will not be signed again – perhaps a decade or more before the effects of this defeat finally fade. But ten years means that the Silent Panic Tribe will have plenty of time to recuperate and recuperate. At that time, a qiē will return to its original state.

Yes, Silent Panic didn't get any worth mentioning in this war, but their ability to survive as it was was the best loot in itself.

The celebratory feast was held after they had returned to the base camp, where all the warriors, including the mercenaries, drank and celebrated the victory. At the banquet, toasts such as "Cheers to Lord Ashrufat" came and went. Everyone who is speechless and panicked understands that as long as this Chaos Lord is still in the tribe, the status of speechless panic is as safe as Mount Tai.

The banquet of the Chaos Tribe did not have as many rules as in the south, and in this chaos, no one even noticed that the object of their blessing, that is, the Chaos Lord Ashrufat, did not appear at the banquet at all. But this is quite normal, and it is normal for a large banquet with tens of thousands of participants to not find someone.

Tonight, cold and silent.

The grasslands in early autumn are already showing some clear signs of seasonal changes. While the day is still warm (and even a little hot) in the sun, the night is already chilly.

Torches burn silently in the night, illuminating a small area around them. This is the outskirts of the base camp of the Silent Panic Tribe, and at this moment, people don't care about the strength of the fire. This victory brought a lot of joy and peace of mind, and everyone already knew that the crisis was over and the tribe was safe from now on. Even if you walk in the dark, you no longer fear being attacked by enemy scouts.

The torches burned in the cold wind, making a crackling sound, as if someone's heart was beating irregularly.

Ashrufat stopped in front of the torches. This is a patrol post, and the torches are used to illuminate the patrol. But there were no patrols tonight, because the war was over.

"Your Excellency. Tarek watched with some bewilderment. He didn't understand why Ashrufat had left the camp for a stroll this night—well, he didn't dare ask, just silently followed. Based on Tarek's observations, this action of his undoubtedly pleased the Chaos Lord. "What are you thinking here?"

"I was thinking, what is God. Ashruphat reached out and grabbed into the air in front of him, as if something was flying there. "What kind of abilities do they have?"

"The gods know everything and can do anything. Tarek replied cautiously.

"Omniscient, omnipotent? Can they ...... What about destroying the other gods?" Ashruphat laughed and asked the blasphemous question.

"My lord, this kind of topic reminds me of my former mentor. He once said that the gods are omniscient and omnipotent only if they follow certain rules. ”

"What about the mentor?"

"He joined the army of the Southern Expedition and never returned. Tarek was frank too. "Speaking of which, there is a saying...... It is said that the southerner general who defeated the Southern Expeditionary Corps was also named Aeshurufat. ”

"Heh......" Ashruphat laughed. "That's right, that's me. Speaking of which, I may not be the one who killed your mentor, but there were quite a few Tzeentch wizards I killed with my own hands that time. And at that time, I also specially ordered that all wizards caught should be executed on the spot. He looked back at Tarek. "Want to avenge your mentor?"