The Void shook violently.
Hellfire spread into countless Chaos Realms beneath the fear of the Chaos Daemons and believers.
"Those bastards really don't dare stop me. Otherwise, my authority wouldn't be able to keep extending at all, much less touch the edges of their Divine Domains."
Ron used the authority of Hell without restraint, rampaging through the various Chaos Realms and even the outer regions of the gods' Divine Domains.
If his extreme pressure just now had not frightened the Chaos Gods, he would have been pinned down by their combined forces long ago for doing this.
Forget himself, the Fifth Chaos God of the Warp—even the strongest Khorne, or even His Majesty The Emperor, could not do this.
Ron's actions were basically no different from barging into the Chaos Gods' turf and saying, "I, the Lord of Hell, will sweep two of your streets first."
Who could tolerate that?
But the Chaos Gods did.
They even felt a tiny bit of relief—relief that the Lord of Hell had not gone completely mad and launched a suicide attack.
This was the Open Window Theory proposed by a certain existence from Ron's homeland—if you said the house was too dark and needed a window opened here, everyone would definitely refuse, but if you proposed tearing off the roof, then they would be willing to compromise and agree to opening a window.
The Chaos Gods were in exactly that state right now. As long as he, the Lord of Hell, did not blow everything up with them, everything else could be discussed.
For example, allowing his Hell authority to dart back and forth through the territories they controlled, and even around the peripheries of their Divine Domains.
"I have to be faster. Once those bastards come to their senses, I won't get