Khaban, Skabrand...
Weapons of slaughter...
Some familiar faces kept appearing before Qin Mo, only to have their heads cut off by the Chainsword or Crone Sword, their souls devoured, and then become one of the many skulls floating behind him.
Qin Mo would even turn back for a glance while slaughtering demons, only to find that there really were several duplicates among the ever-growing number of skulls.
Khorne had resurrected, in form and appearance, many demons Qin Mo had personally killed before—again and again.
Like Taifon, the Death Guard captain known as the Plague Herald.
Taifon had also lived several times after that. Many had witnessed his resurrection, and some had even seen more than one Taifon at the same time.
These supposedly resurrected Greater Demons and important figures did not even qualify as the Ship of Theseus. They were merely another demon or chosen one bearing names such as Taifon, Skabrand, or Khaban... Names that were not even true names, cheaper and more lowly than a codename.
Still, being able to mold something that had completely vanished into an identical new one was a capability in itself.
As he pondered, Qin Mo slew Skabrand once again.
Amid the screams of this somewhat cowardly Skabrand, Qin Mo grabbed its fangs with both hands, snapped them apart, and drove them into its head, executing who knew which incarnation of Skabrand.
In the past, Qin Mo would have felt that this was utterly meaningless.
It was as meaningless as Kaldodiego stirring up a tremendous uproar in the Warp and even destroying Tzeentch's Demon Realm, only for everything to eventually reappear.
But Qin Mo no longer saw it that way.
He no longer hoped to find some effortless way to kill the Four Gods, especially after discovering that even the Old Ones were