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"Awesome! So awesome!"

Some of the Khorne demons let out such joyful roars, their bloodthirsty nature seemingly temporarily suppressed, their eyes gleaming with a strange light.

These demons no longer killed or offered blood sacrifices, but instead, like devout believers, they surrounded the two people locked in fierce combat, watching this soul-stirring battle with rapt attention.

Angron's movements became increasingly ferocious. Each swing of his blood-red battle axe carried the force of thunder, as if he wanted to shatter everything in the world under his axe. His attack speed was astonishing, and wherever he went, he stirred up a storm-like atmosphere.

Killer Jaeger calmly wielded his katana, constantly battling against Angron's ferocious attacks. With his superb katana skills, he left shocking wounds on Angron's rock-solid body, each wound seemingly telling the story of the cruelty and intensity of the battle.

Outside the battlefield between the two, Kirsar's Alpha Legion also began a massacre, collecting offerings in preparation for the orders Kirsar had given them.

"Fight! Fight! Fight!" the Khorne demons shouted, their originally wild roars sounding particularly rousing at this moment, as if cheering for this great battle between the strong.

The Blood God seemed to have intentionally prevented them from participating in this great battle, but they showed no dissatisfaction. Instead, they realized even more clearly that the Blood God was also silently watching this earth-shattering battle.

To witness such a battle of the strongest is worth the price of admission, even if it means dying!

However, at that moment, no one noticed the fresh blood flowing on the planet Lorisa; only Tzeentch, sitting on his lotus throne, let out bursts of laughter.

Even though He couldn't see Krillc's future, He guessed what Krillc wanted to do.

Nine altars were erected, arranged in the shape of an all-seeing eye. All the offerings collected by the Alpha Legion were placed on the altars, awaiting the arrival of the guiding object.

Angron's heavy double axes, carrying a fierce momentum, seemed to shatter the entire world as they slammed down on Kirsaji.

The sheer power of the attack was terrifying, but Killer Killer, with his astonishing reflexes, used Foresight to deftly and precisely dodge the fatal blow.

The blood-stained battle axe pierced deep into the ground with a dull thud, like the earth groaning in pain.

This sudden pause undoubtedly gave Kirsagh an excellent opportunity.

Instead of using her usual backslash and spirit blade spin, she quickly raised her katana, its sharp tip aimed directly at Angron.

Air blade stabs!

With lightning speed, Kirsajarn pierced Angron's shoulder with his sword, the force of which was transmitted directly into Angron's body, causing him to groan involuntarily.

Then, Killer Killer stomped on Angron's body and, like an eagle spreading its wings, leaped into the air, raising his katana high, which gleamed coldly in the sunlight.

Angron was now enraged. He pulled out the blood-stained battle axe and roared at Kirsaj in the air.

The roar was like a violent hurricane, blowing up Kirsaj's once neat long hair, making it dance wildly in the wind.

However, in that instant, Killer's katana fell without hesitation.

A flash of red light, and a blade of energy slashes through!

The red light seemed to possess magical power, instantly carving a long gash across Angron's body, as if a sharp blade had cleaved his body in two.

Blood gushed out like a fountain, spraying into the air and forming dazzling blood mists. Some of the blood even splashed onto Kirsage's body, staining her ship equipment with specks of blood.

"it is good!"

The crimson giant sitting on the brass throne let out a joyful sound. He now wanted to elevate Kil'jaeden to a demonic status and make her His chief archdeacon.

"Don't forget what you want." A voice, neither human nor beast, reached Khorne's ears from the other side. Tzeentch had already foreseen the consequences of Khorne's immediate action.

At this moment, the ritual on Lorisa was completed, and the altar with the number nine was summoning a certain Tzeentch archdeacon.

The power of the warp has changed once again, turning from blood red to blue, and psionic crystals are secretly growing in this world.

A portal opened, guided by a few feathers, with Khorne demons, Chaos cultists, gene stealers, and countless mutants as sacrifices, all working in conjunction with the labyrinthine spells cast by Kirsage.

Completely bewildered, Carlos was kicked out of Tzeentch's Realm by the Lord of Changes and, with the help of a ritual, arrived between Angron and Kirsaj.

"You are thirsting for knowledge... Ga!" Before Carlos could finish speaking, Angron's battle axe had already slashed down, and Carlos, caught off guard, was cleaved in a wound by Angron.

"coward!"

Angron roared, determined not to let Carlos escape again this time.

While silently supporting Angron's attack, Kirsaji suddenly launched an attack on Carlos.

"No! That's not the plan!" "No! This isn't a change!"

Carlos frantically parried the two's attacks, and, being unskilled in close combat, attempted to use psionic magic to imprison Angron.

Killer Sage unleashed his corrupting psionic energy, disrupting the psionic spell Kalos had hastily constructed. Taking advantage of Kalos's momentary lapse in concentration after his spell was interrupted, Angron launched a fierce attack.

The crimson battle axe knocked Carlos's staff away and shattered one of the crowns on Carlos's head.

Meanwhile, Killer Killer used a Spirit Blade Spin to sever Carlos's leg, causing Carlos to lose his balance and fall to his knees.

"Caw! That woman beat the Chief Demon King to his knees! She's definitely going to capture him and make him a star slave!"

At this moment, a "Trickster Demon" that had arrived here raised its binoculars and shouted with delight.

Killer Killer raises his katana and thrusts with his spirit blade!

Angron threw away his battle axe, grabbed Carlos's wing with one hand, and revealed a bloodthirsty smile.

Another flash of red light, and one of Carlos's heads was severed, while Angron swung his Blood Axe with his other hand, chopping off Carlos's other head.

"Ah! Blood sacrifice to the Blood God! Skull offering to the skull seat!"

Angron lifted one of Carlos's heads and roared.

“You won.” The severed head of Kirsage spoke to her, and then Carlos’s figure slowly dissipated and returned to the subspace.

Tzeentch and Khorne's laughter echoed across Lorisa, and they were both extremely pleased.

Angron lowered his arm, gave Kirsage a deep look, and then returned to the warp after Carlos.

A massive katana materialized in Khorne's hand, and the Blood God infused it with a wisp of His true spirit, casting it into the real universe in the hope that Kirsaji would one day challenge Him.

Tzeentch gouged out one of His eyes, which became part of Tzeentch's being. This eye was incredibly powerful, and it was this blessing that Tzeentch bestowed upon the eternally chosen one.

"Ok?"

Just as Killer Killer breathed a sigh of relief, she found a katana that looked like it was cast in blood in front of her, and she also felt a slight itch on her face.

A scar quietly appeared on Killer's cheek; the Tzeentch Eye had already taken up residence in Killer.

A disturbance has occurred in the warp, and all demons have heard the praise: Khorne and Tzeentch's eternal chosen ones have been born!