Rumble!!!
Two enormous daemonic claws burst out of the magma and pressed down on the mountain ranges on both sides, as if supporting something.
The mountains were collapsing across vast swaths.
Under Ron's control, the Lord of Hell propped himself up with his daemonic claws and slowly climbed out of the Abyss Volcano. Lava poured down like waterfalls along the jagged, crimson, sky-piercing daemonic body.
He spread his daemonic wings and blotted out the heavens. The sweltering haze ignited the void, setting roaring Hellfire ablaze.
The flames even burned along the passages into more regions of Chaos, spreading with an incomparable presence.
"Sigh, moving once really isn't easy—"
Ron was rather emotional.
This was what a supreme god was. Just by standing up once, he had created a scene like the apocalypse descending.
He was simply a mobile super Scourge within the Warp.
Ron experienced an unimaginable sense of control. His vision could see more, farther, taking in countless regions.
At the same time, he faced the obstruction of numerous rules. Those were the Warp's own restrictions on supreme gods.
He needed to expend fel power constantly to break through those obstructions and maintain the movement of this massive daemonic body.
If the energy consumption of moving as a phantom was normally equivalent to driving a car, then moving in physical form was equivalent to piloting a hundred super airliners at the same time.
This was the fundamental reason the Chaos Gods were unwilling to move in their true bodies. They were burning Faith Fel Energy every moment. It was not as if there were Faith Fel Energy mines in their Divine Domains—which Dark God could withstand that?
"But there are mines in my Abyssal Divine Domain.
The faith of trillions upon trillions of humans could give rise to the