Chapter 633 Four Gods

"Khorne! They have been fighting two against one! Don't I help you to fight fair?"

"Kill! Slaughter! Mutilate! Kill! Destroy! Cut! Cut!" Khorne roared, attacking everyone within his reach indiscriminately, as did his legions.

Excited by war and the power of the Blood Lord, they launched fearless charges against the legions of Slaanesh, Nurgle, and the Emperor.

"Oh, dear, don't be like this." Slaanesh chuckled. She kept wandering beside Khorne, using her nimble movements to avoid the brutal blows of the Lord of War.

"Hey! Is this place so lively? Let's join in!"

Even by the standards of the Warp, battles between the Four Gods are uncommon, and the ever-fighting, ever-wrestling Second Brother Gaomao is drawn to them, looking for an opponent they deem worthy of a fight.

"I think that armored blood-red can is very powerful, and it will definitely be very exciting to fight!" Gorge rubbed his fists, his hands were itching unbearably, and he jumped in front of Khorne and hit him with his fist.

"I think that golden can is very powerful, giving him a sap will definitely be very exciting!" Goge tiptoed, ducked behind the God Emperor, and punched him in the back of the head.

Khorne grabbed Slaanesh's leather whip, pulled the agile guy over, and struck the ax on Slaanesh's body mercilessly. Slaanesh groaned in pain and pleasure, panting and glaring like silk.

After giving Slaanesh a blow, Khorne didn't end the battle. He caught Gorge's fist and used his helmet to make close contact with Gorge's head.

With a bang, Gorge was knocked headlong by Khorne and his nosebleed. Gorge's blood seeped out from the subspace and fell into the mortal world, nourishing a large number of awesome guys who were good at melee combat. They shouted that Brother Gorma was really awesome. Force, push the Space Marine to the ground and beat him.

However, they only fought hard for a while. Brother Ge was very dissatisfied that these boys couldn't tell the difference between him and Brother Mao. He let out a dissatisfied snort and made these boys' heads explode.

Grinching his teeth in pain, Gorge regained his fighting spirit, shouted loudly, and then rushed towards Khorne.

During the gap between Gorgor's rush, Khorne was not idle. He threw a brass spear engraved with blood grooves at Nurgle, and the Lord of Decay spewed out more filth and mixed insects. Fats of Oomycetes.

Facing the heavy blow from the God-Emperor's flaming sword, Khorne generated a heavy shield just in time to withstand the blow, and violently pushed the God-Emperor's sword away. The shield slammed into Gorge's head. Profile.

The Lord of War will attack all gods indiscriminately. He does not need help or mercy. He just wants to hack you to death or be hacked to death by you.

Brother Mao, who went behind the God Emperor, also got a set of purple tattoos for himself. He thought that no one could find a purple orc, because the purple orc did not exist at all!

He smiled sinisterly, clasped his fists together, and hit the God Emperor on the back of the head.

The God-Emperor staggered after receiving a solid punch, and turned around to chop with some annoyance, but Brother Mao disappeared again relying on the purple tattoo.

Brother Go is rough and cunning, Brother Mao is cunning and rough.

"You weakling! You are so insidious! Those weaklings just learned your bad habits!" Seeing Brother Mao's cunning, Brother Mao couldn't hold back his anger. He gave up attacking Khorne and jumped to Behind the God Emperor.

"You are really good at beating, you can resist and fight! Next time I will fight with you! Leave that deflated calf thing to me! I know him well, as soon as he lifts his butt, I will know what color he poops !”

Brother Go slapped his chest in front of the God-Emperor and promised, and then he was punched in the head by Brother Mao. The two green-skinned gods struggled with each other again and cursed.

After calming down his somewhat chaotic thoughts, the God-Emperor looked at the battlefield in subspace indifferently. Slaanesh had recovered from the pleasure of being chopped down, with a happy smile on his face.

"It's really fun to stay with you. The last time the subspace was so lively was when we caused trouble for you more than 10,000 years ago."

"That's really flattering."

"Oh! Don't be so cold and handsome, call me sister and listen."

Ignoring Slaanesh's daily teasing, the God-Emperor once again blocked Nurgle's bell, and the fire around him burned away the filth swaying from Nurgle's body.

"I don't want to touch this damn fat guy. It's better to piss off Khorne." Slaanesh curled his lips in disgust. Before leaving, he secretly touched the God-Emperor's ass and continued to mock Khorne. Slaanesh's hands were stained with God's. The emperor's flames were so hot that he grinned.

"Alala~ Good brother Khorne~ You won't be angry that I haven't been with you for so long~"

"Shut up! Slut!"

"Oh! Look what this is? A chain saw ax stolen from your blacksmith shop? Guess where the cuts and blood on it came from?"

"Ouch!"

He looked at Slaanesh with a complicated expression. Although he didn't want to admit it, this god who represented desire did attract a lot of Khorne's attention.

At the bottom of the hive, where the will of the God-Emperor is beyond the reach, it is often the cultists who worship Slaanesh who maintain basic order and fight against the cultists of Khorne who are full of whispers of slaughter.

As for the form of fighting.

Seeing Slaanesh riding with his chain ax on his crotch, the God-Emperor did not want to think about the scene at the bottom of the hive city.

"What a nuisance! Why are you always so irritating!" Nurgle was finally able to speak to the God-Emperor alone. His fat and bloated body turned three times and the bell in his hand shook seven times.

A pot of bubbling disgusting stuff was thrown towards the God Emperor.

The purifying fire and the filth that corrupted everything collided with each other. Occasionally, a few wisps of fire and a few drops of filth would be sprinkled into the mortal world, turning into holy objects in the vast universe, causing competition between the Imperial sect and the Nurgle believers.

The wars in the mortal world nourish the gods, and the wars of the gods are fed back to the mortal world. It is endless and repetitive.

Nurgle experienced a round of decline and prosperity, and his power fell. He could hardly protect himself from the attack of the God Emperor. But when his power fell to the most desperate low point, new power was born from decay.

Nurgle suddenly swelled up and suppressed the power released by the God Emperor. He shook the bell in a cycle of seven, and the waves of seven colors gnawed at the fire of the God Emperor.

The God Emperor just looked at Nurgle's show of power coldly, and then he heard the pious praise from the Ghoul Star Region and casually shot a flame to show support.

"You annoying bastard!" Nurgle saw that the Emperor still had the mind to respond, and his anger was even stronger. He finally took out an extremely clean dropper from his abdomen.

The Emperor would never think that this dropper was as clean as it looked, just like the higher the temperature of a star, the bluer its color.

The Inquisitor's Rose Knot is not only a proof of their power, but also an emergency weapon.