"Damn it!"
The instant Ron's divine body as the Lord of Hell was tackled by Khorne the Blood God, his heart clenched.
After he had ambushed Grandfather Nurgle, broken their circuit of authority, and destroyed the Abyssal Spiral, he had chosen to run at the first possible moment.
What he had not expected was that even though he fled first, the God of Blood and War still caught up with him.
Sure enough, the Lord of Hell's strength was still a hair short compared to those supreme gods.
At least in a head-on fight, that was the case.
Before them, even running away was extremely difficult for him.
The good news was that because the Abyssal Spiral had been destroyed by his sneak attack, Dawn City's Webway was safe for the time being.
The bad news was that he, The Savior, might have to pay for it. He had sacrificed far too much for the Imperium!
This might have been Ron's riskiest move yet—traveling all that way alone just to stab the Chaos Gods in the ass.
It was also the worst crash he had ever had. He had been caught on the spot, and he had no idea if he could still get away!
"Damn it, I absolutely can't let the gods trap me here. They might refine me into a feast.
Then I'd really be finished!"
Ron did not dare keep tangling with him. He did not even dare counterattack. He desperately broke free from the Blood God's pounce and kept fleeing outward.
If the Lord of Hell's authority was completely dismantled and he lost the power to resist, what awaited him next would be endless torment.
It would probably be a hundred times more brutal than what the Goddess of Life had once suffered.
Ron sprinted through