The Profane Egg

Tonatiuh had no choice but to be shocked, no choice but to enter the fray himself. The system had identified the massive flesh egg mutated from the New Hakkari trolls on his retina.

[Egg of Khorne: A terrifying egg formed from the shadow of an evil god from the Realm of Chaos merging with mutated followers of this world! Capable of hatching a true warrior of Khorne! Extremely dangerous! Kill it. It must be killed!]

Even the usually composed system had added a qualifier like "Kill it. It must be killed!" How could Tonatiuh possibly remain seated?

He rode his raptor down.

This raptor was not Zavra. Zavra was still aboard the ship and had not come over. Though she could swiftly reach Stranglethorn Vale through the portal in the Emerald Dream, Tonatiuh had initially thought there was no need. Nergigante Lulu would be enough.

Now, he felt that having Zavra here would have been quite useful in this sort of ground battle.

But he had already called for Nergigante, so it did not matter.

At that moment, Tonatiuh could see nothing but that disgusting, rapidly mutating mass of flesh.

Suddenly.

The God-King's pupils contracted.

A voice suddenly arose.

"Blood, dazzling blood, the source of life. When blood spills, I descend. When blood flows, I live. When blood stops, I die."

The blood spilled across the battlefield suddenly came alive. As the voice sounded, it rapidly surged toward the flesh egg.

"You must know that I govern life and death, shepherding all things."

Terrifying blasphemous words kept crashing against Tonatiuh. They did not harm the God-King in the slightest; they were merely a terrifying sound.

It was a sound of slaughter that made one feel drenched in blood merely by hearing it.

"Without life, whence comes death? Without death, how