The warp dimension suddenly churned with a crimson hurricane.

It wasn't a flow of gas, but a storm formed by the rotation of billions of blood-soaked razors on a conceptual level.

After that came the booming of brazen horns and the roars of countless war-dead souls.

At this moment, a swirling mass of blood appeared in Khorne the Blood God's hand, containing boundless slaughtering power.

That was a portion of His authority that He had stripped away, representing endless slaughter.

Such terrifying power, even for a Chaos God, was quite precious, even touching upon their very essence.

Under normal circumstances, the Blood God would never bestow such precious power upon his warriors; it would be akin to "selling blood."

But this time was different.

In the battle between the Savior and Ka'Bandha, the Blood God had exchanged so many blessed 'super rockets' with the Emperor.

It was equivalent to two top-ranked patrons showing off their wealth in front of all the onlookers in the warp, and in no way could He allow Himself to lose too embarrassingly.

Lest the faithful mistakenly believe the Blood God was too harsh and stingy, or doubt His power.

For any warp deity, the stability of faith is of paramount importance.

He had to let the lives of the galaxy and the warp know that the God of War was not so不堪, and possessed power no less than that of the Cursed One!

Simply put, Khorne the Blood God was riding high.

He began swiping His credit card for super rockets, determined to show that nouveau riche, the Cursed One, His true foundation!

Rumble!

The Blood God's brass giant hand broke through the barrier of the Cursed One's energy, extending into the endless distance.

Casting that swirling blood toward the rift near the Black Throne webway.

At the same time, in the core area of the Black Throne.

"It seems Old Ka' is on his last legs..."

Ron looked at the dying Ka'Bandha, and didn't continue his attack.

Because there was no need; even if he did nothing, that Supreme Bloodthirster would die of exhaustion.

If he was lucky, that guy might leave a soul behind in the burning of the sacred flames.

But his strength would plummet.

Watching the fall of someone he once commercially complimented still brought some feelings, even if the other party was an enemy, a Great Daemon of Chaos.

Perhaps from now on, there would no longer be such an existence in the warp who could wildly promote himself.

Just as Ron was reminiscing, he suddenly sensed a trace of danger.

He looked up at the rift in the sky and saw an extremely shocking scene:

On the other side of the rift, a brass giant hand, larger than a planet, came with endless power, as if it would pierce the veil in the next second.

Roar—

In an instant, the blood-red beam covered the Supreme Bloodthirster Ka'Bandha, and terrifying slaughter energy poured into his body.

Making his body visibly stronger, forming a ferocious daemonic body forged from brass.

It was simply a smaller version of Khorne the Blood God.

"Savior, our battle is not yet over!"

Ka'Bandha felt the power of slaughter gathering within him, and his fighting will became even more resolute, with a hint of excitement and ecstasy.

The Great Blood God had bestowed new power upon him.

Now he could finally fight on equal footing with the Savior.

"Blood for the Blood God, skulls for the Skull Throne!"

The Khorne daemons, seeing this scene, raised their weapons and cheered, their roars shaking the clouds.

Under the influence of their will, the shadow of the Blood God overlooked this battlefield.

The pure will to slaughter also affected the Khorne daemons, and they began to charge and fight, wantonly slaughtering all other life around them.

Any slaughter can bring power to the Blood God.

"Hiss~

Did that old geezer Khorne take out a loan to recharge Old Ka', how can he be so brutal?!"

Ron looked at the revitalized Supreme Bloodthirster and suddenly gasped.

Because that guy's power looked almost the same as his current power, and considering the other party's fighting ability, it might not be easy to fight.

This was something that couldn't be helped.

Although he borrowed the Emperor's clone, the essence of his power was still that of the Small Sun.

Only a small amount of the Emperor's holy power was mixed in.

Ron hoped to use the Small Sun's energy to fight as much as possible, so that the Emperor could retain more power to resist the Chaos Gods.

To avoid unnecessary risks.

Dong dong dong—

Ka'Bandha's daemonic body became taller, his eight-meter-high brass body steamed with high heat, and his armor was a shell of lava, with dark red blood seeping from the joints of each piece of armor.

Every time he took a step, the ground beneath his feet melted into brass juice, and the blood axe in his hand was like a furnace, burning countless screaming souls.

"Savior, I have new power, and I will never be defeated by you again!"

Ka'Bandha roared and launched an attack, the blood axe swept across without any scruples, and the high-heat blood wind alone tore apart the unlucky daemons within the attack range.

The attack was so swift and fierce, creating unparalleled slaughtering pressure.

Ron blocked the incoming blood axe with his holy flame dual swords, and the resulting counter-shock made his chest feel stuffy, obviously causing internal injuries.

Even the two power swords in his hand had a trace of cracks.

What was even more troublesome was that that guy was still constantly absorbing the slaughtering energy on the battlefield, and would only become stronger and stronger.

"What exactly did that old geezer Khorne feed Old Ka'…"

Ron tried his best to deal with the incoming blood axe, felt a familiar taste, and was a little numb:

"It can't be the power of slaughter, can it? Can that thing be given away?!"

He had been in contact with many high-level authorities and had some understanding of these powerful forces in the warp.

But Ron really didn't expect that Khorne the Blood God would stuff a part of his slaughtering power into Ka'Bandha.

Any warp deity regards authority as their life, and it is basically impossible to give it away.

That is equivalent to dividing their own authority, and also giving the other party a trace of the possibility of becoming a god, which is extremely risky.

Even the most favored of Slaanesh, Shalaxi Helbane, only received a daemonic cloak given by Slaanesh.

But the daemonic cloak was just a fragment of Slaanesh's body, to put it bluntly, it was just foot skin, and it had nothing to do with authority.

But Ka'Bandha was different, he directly obtained Khorne's slaughtering power, which was simply closer than a biological son.

No Chaos Great Daemon had ever received such favor.

This also led to the Supreme Bloodthirster Ka'Bandha's combat power being extremely strong, becoming more and more fierce as he fought.

It's just that his brain was still not very bright, just like before.

"Your attack is not fierce enough!"

Ron changed his tactics, taunting while running towards the most turbulent place in the Chaos Tide.

Ka'Bandha was even more furious when he heard this, and the blood axe fell, cutting out a deadly lava several kilometers long.

This immediately caused an uproar.

If the Savior's attack was precise and deadly, then the Supreme Bloodthirster's attack was a large-scale AOE, with no grass growing wherever it passed.

Those ordinary Chaos Daemons and Great Daemons simply couldn't resist, and those affected by the attack were either seriously injured or sent back to see the Chaos God on the spot.

Ron and Ka'Bandha, these two explosive warriors, fought a decisive battle in the Chaos Tide.

Every time they rolled and collided, they took away the lives of many daemons, scaring those Chaos Daemons into fleeing in all directions like crazy.

But this kind of escape was of no use at all, because those two guys were even faster.

Bang—

The sacred flame and the blood wind collided again, and the burst of energy waves blew away all the surrounding Chaos Daemons, and even destroyed several heavy ripper sloops along the way.

Subsequently, the golden figure flew out and smashed a mechanical building.

"Savior, you are exhausted, perhaps your head will become my trophy…"

Ka'Bandha overturned the Dark Eldar's flesh engine, and also destroyed the heavy armed defense line along the way, like a world-destroying killing god.

He approached step by step, forming tremendous pressure.

Ron pushed away the ruins pressing on his body, slowly got up, and felt a little tired.

That was not physical exhaustion, but the Small Sun's stored psychic energy was not enough.

Before fighting Ka'Bandha, he had been killing in the Chaos Tide for some time, consuming a lot of power.

Now he was even more exhausted.

It seemed that this clone body was not an infinite psychic energy and needed more power to control and trigger.

And Ka'Bandha had obtained the authority of Khorne the Blood God, forming an even greater advantage.

If he didn't change this situation, he might lose this battle, leading to even more serious consequences.

"It can't go on like this…"

Ron spat out a mouthful of blood, grabbed the legendary power sword on the ground.

He suddenly ignited the holy flame, and the blade pointed to the sky:

"For… the Emperor!"

At this moment, more psychic energy fluctuations erupted from the Savior's body, transmitting this fluctuation to the depths of the warp.

He was also praying for new power.

Of course, Ron's shouting was just random, the key was the psychic wave he transmitted.

The general idea was:

“Emperor, old man, that Blood God guy is buffing Khorne a lot, I can't handle it anymore, quickly recharge me with some cash!”

Simply put, it's about exploiting the Emperor's gold coins.

Even Khorne has exploited the Blood God's gold coins, it's only natural for me, the Savior, to exploit a little, right?!

In an instant, a golden pillar of light fell from the crack in the curtain, engulfing the area where Ron was.

That was also a power of authority.

The Emperor didn't hesitate to invest a large wave of authority power.

This was an inevitable result.

The Webway War of ten thousand years ago had already been lost once.

If the Commorragh Webway War fails this time, he would have to cry and faint on the Golden Throne, dying of anger.

It can be said that the Emperor has gone all in!

Buzz~

After Ron's Little Sun essence accepted this wave of authority, the original gentle light had a hint of heat.

The Emperor clone he possessed also became more perfect, closer to the Emperor's own body, without the previous sense of blockage.

“As expected, you still have to rely on your background when you're out there hustling.”

Ron was quite emotional.

The authority power that the Emperor, the old man, gave was much more generous than the Blood God's side.

This battle is no longer just a battle between him and Khorne, but also a struggle between the Emperor and Khorne, the two top-ranked big brothers.

“Blood for the Blood God!”

At this time, Khorne had already turned into a bloody wind and pounced over, wanting to tear the Savior apart and win the victory in this duel.

Unfortunately, Ron had already obtained stronger power.

He blocked the Blood Axe with a power sword, then clenched his fist, and scorching, intense holy energy was gathering.

It was like holding a sun in his hand.

“Golden… Big Fist!”

Ron slammed a punch on the Greater Bloodthirster's face, sending him flying in a dazzling light.

The steaming brass demonic body smashed through several defense lines in a row, and finally fell into the demonic tide.

“Damn it!”

One of the demonic horns on Khorne's head broke.

He swept away the surrounding demons, shook his buzzing head, and was a little unable to recover.

This Greater Bloodthirster only realized one thing, the Savior had become even stronger.

However, before he could get up.

“Khorne!”

Ron's golden body crashed down with a bang, and he began to beat the Greater Bloodthirster wildly, each punch making a sound of metal clashing.

“Savior!”

Khorne was not willing to be outdone, and he stubbornly endured the damage and exchanged blows with the Savior.

True battles in the end are so simple and unadorned, two powerful beings in the galaxy wrestled together, engaging in close combat.

Every move was deadly.

However, Khorne was still a little weaker, and was about to fall down and die again.

At this time, a terrifying energy pressure came again from outside the crack in the curtain, and the brass giant hand descended again, casting new authority power on the Greater Bloodthirster.

“Hiss~ Coming again?

Is the Blood God of Khorne not planning to live anymore after continuously investing so much?”

Ron leaned against a mechanical building, panting, taking a break in the middle of the battle.

After noticing the energy pressure, he looked up, and his whole person was a little numb.

But this time, the brass giant hand looked a little different from the last time, it seemed to be trembling a little.

Was it angry?!

In fact, after the Blood God of Khorne gritted his teeth and sent out this wave of authority power, the entire blood shadow was trembling with heartache because of the huge investment.

Even when located in the realm of the River of Blood and Flames, he still felt a little cold.

He couldn't bear it anymore, he couldn't afford to swipe anymore.

This Blood God only hoped that Khorne could defeat the Savior and end this battle as soon as possible.

The Chaos Gods have been born for countless centuries, possessing incomparably rich authority power, which cannot be compared to a newly born existence like the Cursed One.

“No…”

But after the Blood God saw the extravagant actions of the Cursed One, he painfully closed his eyes.

He didn't expect that the Cursed One, who had only been born for ten thousand years, actually had such a rich foundation, and even at the cost of harming himself, he wanted to bestow blessings upon the Savior.

This Blood God looked at the other Chaos Gods, and there was a hint of hesitation in his heart, wondering if he should borrow a little more from the two of them?!

“Huff~”

Ron leaned against the huge mechanical wall and stood up, his body a little weak.

Before he could say anything, an even stronger pillar of light fell, giving him new power.

He was quite emotional.

The Emperor, the old man, was swiping too happily.

Ron did not hesitate at all, condensing all his strength into a golden light and attacking Khorne, not leaving the other party any chance to breathe.

He had to end the battle as soon as possible.

Otherwise, if they continued to fight like this, it would never end!

This wave after wave of fierce attacks destroyed more areas, and the surrounding buildings, mechanical weapons, and lives were all destroyed.

“No… I can't fall!”

Khorne knelt down again, and even his brass body became riddled with holes.

He still retained the will to fight, trembling and praying to the Blood God: “Blood God, I can still…”

However, before this Greater Bloodthirster could finish speaking, he was submerged in blood and fire in his struggle.

Disappearing in this Webway area.

After the Blood God of Khorne failed to borrow power from the other Evil Gods, he really couldn't bear it anymore and covered Khorne's mouth and recalled him.

Otherwise, if this Blood God warrior continued to fight, he would “go bankrupt” because of excessive investment.

Anyway, the one most affected by the Webway was the Prince of Pleasure, he didn't need to risk his life for this matter, and besides, there were many ways to attack the Webway.

This destined duel between the Savior and the Greater Bloodthirster Khorne ended in a miserable defeat because the top-ranked big brother behind Khorne couldn't bear it anymore.

But this loser will not be subject to any criticism, but will receive the Blood God's guilt and reward.

Because the reason for the failure was not due to this Blood God warrior.

He had a chance to win.

“Finally over…”

Ron breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Old Khorne being sent back.

That guy's head was too hard, and his blood was thick, and his resistance to holy energy was also strong. If they continued to fight, who knew when it would end?

More importantly, he didn't have that much time now.

But no matter what you say.

In this duel, he and Khorne were both winners.

Khorne lost, but he gained the power of slaughter that other Chaos Greater Demons wouldn't dare to dream of.

And he not only obtained the authority power of the Emperor, the old man, but also slightly extracted a trace of slaughter authority when Khorne was on the verge of death.

That was the spoils obtained by using the Little Sun's devouring ability.

It was a win-win situation.

If this trace of slaughter authority is used well, it can make the Little Sun have stronger combat power.

The Dark Side alter ego Diablo and the Fear Warriors will also become stronger.

After Khorne's defeat, the other Chaos Demons also fled from this area one after another, no demon wanted to stay here and die.

Besides that Greater Bloodthirster, who else could stop that Savior?!

Afterwards, Ron led the remaining army, drove out all the Chaos Demons and Tyranids, and completely occupied the Black Throne.

One Savior's territory transport fleet and armed force after another came in.

Starting to build new defenses.

After confirming the safety of the Black Throne area, the fleets of the Urdesh Mechanicum also arrived one after another, and those oily machine priests will be responsible for the maintenance and repair work of the Black Throne.

Ron controlled the clone and returned to the throne and sat down.

His posture was exactly the same as the Emperor's sitting on the Golden Throne.

“Wouldn't this be a little unlucky?”

After he realized this, he immediately changed to a new posture, propping his chin on the armrest of the throne, looking lazy.

Within Ron's field of vision, there were Savior's territory troops and personnel facilities everywhere.

This will become the Savior's territory.

He was very happy, the layout of many years had finally ushered in the moment of harvest.

“Calm down, don't open the champagne halfway!”

Ron was not overwhelmed by the victory in front of him. The Emperor and the Chaos Gods had not yet decided the winner, and the Black Throne had not yet been fully activated and stabilized.

It was not yet time to celebrate.

Due to the influence of the Chaos Storm, the mechanical buildings in the Black Throne area were greatly damaged, and they had to be repaired before they could operate smoothly.

Fortunately, they had relevant information and blueprints, and there were a large number of Tech-Priests, and the repair speed was much faster than the Blood-brides.

At the same time, Commorragh's main city.

The residents of this dark city suddenly discovered that a large number of shadows appeared in the sky, completely obscuring the light of the Dying Sun.