Chapter 228 The Lord of Evil

No one knows what happened between Malis and the Dark Gods.

Perhaps this lesser god of the Warp was born out of the extreme hatred of intelligent creatures for the Power of Destruction.

Some people also speculate that he is actually the extreme emotional embodiment of the "non-conformist" who is discriminated against by the mainstream of society.

But it is well known that he was not tolerated by the four gods, was exiled by them, and was also named a traitor.

So Malis is committed to bringing destruction to the Power of Destruction.

He hates them.

The Lord of Malice and his followers always have a special desire to attack the servants of other gods.

At this moment, Malis led his followers who seemed to be cut out of old black and white photos and attacked the rebellion forces of the four gods in an unexpected way.

The lesser god of chaos walked on the battlefield of New Badab, which was full of blood, corruption, flying magic, and pleasant excitement, crushing the small servants of his mortal enemies with an irresistible and powerful posture.

He gained strength from their demise.

With just one attack, Maris was able to kill nearly a hundred Khorne bloodletters, and the magic of the Tzeentch horror could not cause any damage to him.

When he took a big step forward, the whole planet was shaking.

That was a being worthy of being called a god, and his terrifying performance stunned the soldiers of the empire.

Even those who had fought with demons before had never seen such exaggerated subspace creatures.

They were not used to one thing - when people encountered demons, it was often the demons that made trouble in the real universe. These subspace creatures were in a state of being suppressed by the rules of the universe, and their strength would definitely be greatly affected.

The demon melee in front of them did not have this limitation, so Maris's performance was so amazing.

His appearance greatly alleviated the decline faced by the Chaos Rebel Army, and the spirits of the soldiers were lifted. They cooperated with the God of Destruction with a more heroic attitude and launched a counterattack against the four gods' rebellion army.

"What happened here has nothing to do with you, Maris. We are just cleaning up the mess internally. Don't meddle in other people's business here!" Tumie raised his battle axe and warned the Lord of Hatred.

It came with a mission, and it must destroy the Chaos Rebel Army before returning to Khorne.

"Really? If I insist on meddling in this business, what can you do to me?" Maris grabbed a Khorne bloodletter beside him and held it in his palm like a toy, smiling contemptuously, "Even your master can't do anything to me. Where do you get the courage to point fingers at me, and even dare to threaten me here?"

This is not a good sign.

Because according to his original habit, the Lord of Hatred should attack the servants of the Four Gods indiscriminately, but the other party now clearly wants to protect the traitors.

"Stupid abandoned! It's only because of the mutual restraint between the four gods that you have a little living space left. Do you really think you have a chance to compete with their great power?" Tu Mie shouted.

"Compete? No, no, no, you are completely wrong. How can I compete with them?" The Lord of Resentment smiled and increased his strength, "What I want is the collapse of their order!"

The poor bloodletter struggled desperately, howling shrilly.

It was so small that it could not resist the powerful force that bound itself. The blood-red skin began to crack under the pressure, and it was becoming more and more.

Until the last bang, the whole body of the bloodletter exploded and turned into a discrete red energy.

Maris tasted the fall of Khorne's servants wantonly, with an expression of enjoyment on his face.

"Arrogant!" Tu Mie said angrily, "Since you insist on seeking death, you will pay the price for your presumptuous behavior today!"

Faced with such a humiliating demonstration, the bloodthirsty demons were almost furious.

It was all caused by this group of traitors, and now everyone wants to jump out and challenge the authority of the true God.

Have these guys forgotten the amazing power of the dark gods? Don't they really think they have a chance to win?

But it's good that this happened. I was worried that I had no chance, so I took care of them all.

The loyal servants of the four gods raised their weapons and pounced on the Chaos Secondary God in front of them like mad dogs.

"You should be the ones who don't understand the situation, slaves of the false gods. The real power of chaos has been awakened, and I will rise here!"

Maris laughed and faced a group of bloodthirsty demons head-on.

The conflict between them made the battlefield more and more chaotic, and even the continental plates began to collapse in pieces because they could not withstand such destruction.

The power of gods competed with each other here, and all kinds of horrific means were used.

In order to avoid being extinguished in advance, the budding sparks released themselves frantically, and the fatal resonance caused by them caused a stir in the entire Supreme Heaven, so much so that the aftereffects still remained after billions of years.

Such fierce resistance, such a tricky constraint.

The anti-rebellion forces actually fought on equal terms with the Chaos Rebels and the Forsaken on the opposite side, and countless demons were exiled as a result. The entire battle was extremely tragic.

The situation that should have been crushed directly was dragged to the moment when perseverance had to be tested.

The servants of the Destruction Power were surprised by the development of the incident, but they still had full confidence. After all, there were four true gods standing behind them, and there was no reason why they would lose - unless the backyard of the four gods suddenly caught fire.

For unknown reasons, the Nurgle family's reinforcements were suddenly cut off, and there were no longer any follow-up troops to cross the Forbidden Demon Field and enter the New Badab battlefield.

Then came the Khorne family. The red energy flow overflowing from the Supreme Sky gradually dissipated, as if something had forcibly diverted the Blood God's attention.

The pressure faced by the Chaos Rebels was suddenly reduced by half.

However, compared with the actual reduction in the number of enemy troops, the morale hit caused by this change was more serious.

Such a change was simply unbelievable to the counterinsurgency troops.

They had never thought that something would go wrong during the counter-rebellion, but they never thought that the impulsive and bellicose Khorne and the honest and honest Nurgle would be the ones to go wrong, and that the two great gods would go into trouble together.

As the saying goes, heaven and earth are all united in time, and there are many forces like Maris who hope to see the four gods suffer misfortune.

When things developed to this point, the four gods' counterinsurgency operations had actually failed.

For the remaining two families, Slaanesh chose to take the first step and give up the action in order not to be plotted by Tzeentch.

After all, he is the weakest among the four gods, so he has to be cautious as he does not have much capital.

Despite the Lord of Change's pleas, let the Prince of Darkness put the greater good first. This is their last chance to extinguish the flames of rebellion.

However, the more this happened, the more Slaanesh felt that there was a pit inside, and he evacuated decisively without looking back.

In the end, Tzeentch's family was left alone and could only give up the crusade.

The defeated Daemons were unable to cross the Forbidden Fields and escape back to the Warp. They were either destroyed or absorbed by the Chaos Rebellion.

After wiping out the last servant of the four gods on New Badab, Maris's rampant laughter echoed everywhere in the maelstrom, as if the collapse of the power of the dark gods was close at hand.

"Follow me and I will subvert their order. After this, all subspace creatures can do whatever they want without restraint!"

The Lord of Malice held a banner made by Erebus and issued his declaration to the Chaos Rebels.