Caw!
The Savior's actions made the Lord of Change cry out again, fear rising within him.
He had personally witnessed Grandfather Nurgle's miserable state. That Supreme Dark God, one just like himself, was being subjected to inhuman treatment.
The dignified Lord of Pestilence, the filthiest existence in the world, had actually been thrown into the great cauldron by the Savior for purification. He even had to endure a full-body scrubbing, to be washed completely clean?
What a terrifying torture!
It was like being forcibly thrown into the cesspit one hated most, then having the essence of one's Authority stripped away bit by bit. It was far more terrifying than being burned by Holy Flame or a Hell Nuke!
He could imagine how despairing Grandfather Nurgle must be at this moment, and what unbearable torment he would suffer?!
Witnessing Grandfather Nurgle's horrific ordeal, the God of Conspiracy could not help but shudder, a sense of shared doom welling up in his heart.
He had never imagined that a Supreme Dark God would one day be treated with such cruelty. Grandfather Nurgle's fate was even more miserable than that of the fallen God of War.
"Perhaps we made a terrible mistake. We stepped onto a dangerous path of fate. He can no longer be contained—"
The Lord of Change felt some regret.
They should never have let greed blind them, dividing up and devouring the Blood God. That had upset the balance between the powers of Warp Authority and given birth to an incomparably vicious Savior.
This was a catastrophe!
After obtaining such terrifying Authority, the Savior ran rampant in this Great Game. No one could restrain him, and no one could remain uninvolved.
Every supreme deity had become his target. Even Grandfather Nurgle had fallen into such a tragic state.
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