Chaos Gods: Selling Blood, Going All-In Against The Savior

If You Lose, It's Up to the Roof!

"What just happened?"

Rogal Dorn faintly sensed an ominous presence, but it soon dispersed.

Gone without a trace.

He frowned slightly. "Perhaps it was only an illusion, not that something happened."

"My lord, I'm afraid we'll have to conduct a full sweep."

Although Tako could not sense that presence, he realized something from the change in the Master of the Phalanx's expression.

The vigilance in his subconscious rose instantly, and he issued a warning.

If His Majesty the Savior were here, he would surely be on high alert for any change, and would not let any possible crisis slip by.

That Majesty might even go to a secret chamber to perform some mysterious blessing ritual, thereby ensuring that everything proceeded smoothly.

"You're right. We need to be even more careful. Have the reconnaissance units sweep the relevant areas."

Dorn nodded at his words and gave the order.

He trusted the keen judgment of Tako, this adviser. Even that elder brother of his often adopted the other's suggestions.

After that, he inspected the defensive situation along the Steel Defense Line and across Holy Terra, and accelerated the backup plans before finally feeling at ease.

At the very least, Horus had no way to continue assaulting the Steel Defense Line.

Dorn had just sat back in the command seat when the servitor beside him came over and poured a steaming drink, then presented exquisite desserts and fruit.

Clearly, it was afternoon tea time.

"So this is how my elder brother fights wars?"

Dorn felt the servitor's massage and took another sip of the hot drink, deeply moved.

Previously, he had been unable to match Horus, who had been blessed by the Chaos Gods, in command, and had helplessly carried out the most conservative defensive