The so-called Tzeentch Demon Army.
In terms of direct combat power, it did not provide any especially obvious increase in strength.
After all, hacking people to death and wreaking widespread destruction were not Tzeentch's primary line of business.
Though he did kill and set fires, killing and arson were merely hobbies to him, hardly his main pursuit!
Even so, in terms of raw power, Tzeentch's hard strength had been the greatest among all the native Warp Space evil gods of that era!
For while knowledge had limited direct effects on combat power,
its indirect effects on combat power were the greatest of all!
So long as one's breadth of knowledge was wide enough,
there were countless ways to enhance oneself indirectly.
Including, but not limited to, all kinds of spells, technologies, schemes, equipment crafting...
This was especially true when one possessed ample resources and vast amounts of time to turn that knowledge into tangible results!
All in all,
Tzeentch was effectively loaded with nothing but classes geared toward the late game.
And he had long since honed those abilities to near perfection, allowing them to push him to the summit!
Back then, even though Orsaga had been a pure-blooded Abyss Demon wearing the skin of a Chaos God, he had not dared claim with certainty who was stronger between himself and Tzeentch.
The reason Tzeentch had capsized
was more because he had suffered from insufficient experience.
Furthermore, Tzeentch had never expected Orsaga to be even more of a gambler than he had imagined, daring to stake even his status as a Chaos God.
And Nurgle's backstab at the critical moment had also been one of the important factors!
It had directly disrupted many of Tzeentch's contingencies, reducing his countless preparations to nothing.
In truth,
if Orsaga alone had suddenly risen