The Khorne Chosen were feeling utterly desperate... So naturally, they hacked the laughing maniac to pieces... And that really had been his true body. It seemed the poison had already driven him out of his mind.
And so... the Khorne Chosen began entering something like a berserk state, then started fighting one another.
Of course, a few Khorne Chosen had stronger constitutions. For now, all they could do was steer clear of the others.
It was safe to say the situation was an absolute mess.
On the other side, though the Slaanesh fleet in the middle seemed somewhat "sluggish," it had finally begun to return to defend its position, bit by bit. These warriors wore armor that didn't seem to offer much protection—in fact, it looked like the less armor they wore, the better protected they were. They held weapons that looked impossibly ornate in both hands, such as whips.
And, of course, slender swords encrusted with all kinds of gems.
To Lin Yun, these Chosen Slaanesh Warriors felt more like some kind of wandering swordsmen.
Whenever they swung their weapons, they looked like they were putting on a performance. Their movements were wildly exaggerated, yet somehow both their attacks and evasions were extremely effective.
Against the army of Orc Big Bosses, they seemed even more artistic than the Chosen Tzeentch warriors from earlier.
They were also more outstanding in combat.
They seemed a little too flashy, but their movements were incredibly fluid, and they had usually dodged before an Orc Big Boss could even strike.
And if one looked closely, one would notice that whenever their weapons hit an Orc Big Boss...
The Orc Big Bosses let out screams that, under normal circumstances, only cowards would make.
That was because the weapons in their hands were usually enchanted to