The magma sea heaved up enormous waves.
The fel energy of pure faith turned this region into a paradise of Chaos. Countless remnant souls were gathering, and wild Daemons were even being spawned directly.
"Faith fel energy isn't a problem for me at all."
"As long as you agree to do this, I'll give you this much."
"Stop struggling. We're all out here trying to make it as Dark Gods. I guarantee you'll live the good life from now on!"
As Ron spoke, he scattered handfuls of pure faith fel energy.
Anyone who did not know better would have thought he was recruiting underlings for some gang.
Wave after wave of Super Faith Fel Rockets smashed into Khorne's face, leaving red marks behind.
Such extravagance.
"No!"
Khorne tried to resist that incomparably tempting pure faith fel energy.
He could not submit under The Savior's faith offensive. That would be an unbearable humiliation.
And yet doing so was so difficult.
Faced with bundle after bundle of "hundred-yuan bills" The Savior flung out, Khorne could not suppress the greed and excitement surging up inside him. He could not even maintain his rage.
That was all glittering white faith fel energy, and it meant he could use it to launch even more wars.
It was so tempting.
This was too hard!
"No matter who it is, it's hard to refuse a top patron's big rockets—"
Ron sighed with deep feeling.
Even this cruel Blood God had still let Ron slap his face with pure faith fel energy, hadn't he?
If it were some shameless Dark God instead, he might have pulled out his signature trick on the spot to thank Ron, his top patron, wouldn't he?!
Of course, Ron also knew this would not change the Blood God's hatred for him, much less