The Savior: Alas, the situation has taken a sudden turn, has The Emperor's old man gone into premature labor?!

The Legion of the Damned?

No—that should be the Dark Legion of the Damned!

Ron stared at the black-armored warriors appearing before the Golden Throne, and his whole body went a little numb.

Those Dark Legion of the Damned Warriors could no longer be considered human, or heroic spirits.

More deformed black keratin had grown over them, covering their entire bodies like armor, making them look more like some newborn breed of daemon.

Ron could sense the power of destruction radiating from the Dark Legion of the Damned Warriors.

Black flames burned around them, making any matter they touched show signs of dissolving.

In presence, they were more evil than any daemonic elite, and the powerful beings among them were far more terrifying than Greater Daemons.

"The Emperor really has become the Fifth Chaos God. The title fits him perfectly!"

Ron's brow furrowed tightly, and the urgency in his heart grew even stronger.

That meant The Emperor had already slipped further out of control.

If the Dark King was treated as a fetus, then before, the fetus had merely taken shape; now, it was the equivalent of the waters breaking.

It was possible that before long, the Dark King would slip right out, be born smoothly, and then smash his head in along with the heads of the Chaos Gods. And the Dark King was not fighting alone. He had daemons of his own—a stronger, more special army of Chaos Daemons.

The pool's tentacles could spread into more regions and attack more regions, and even the reality of the Galaxy would suffer direct assault!

The Dark Legion of the Damned was extremely mobile, even more so than daemons. They could appear in and attack almost any region, and even the Custodes might not necessarily be able to stop them.

Moreover,