They Were a Race of War

Millions of years have passed, endless Eldar battles, billions of killings and destructions.

All war-related emotions, anger, fanaticism, violence, determination, bloodthirsty...

Like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea, they all converge into Kaine's Divinity.

This is the fundamental reason why he can become the pinnacle of combat power in Aeldari Gods.

He is not a nihilistic god born out of thin air. He is the sum of the tens of millions of years of war will of the entire Eldar race. He is the embodiment of violence and the source of killing.

Among the entire Aeldari Pantheon, only Phoenix King Asuryan can overwhelm him.

The King of All Gods embodies all the nobility, hope, glory and divinity of Eldar, and is the ultimate embodiment of the Eldar racial spirit.

It is the supreme kingship that overrides all emotions.

Only Asuryan's personality can suppress Kaine, this violent beast of war.

Prevent him from completely devouring the entire Eldar in a crazy killing spree.

But even so, Kaine's combat power is still the most feared existence among Eldar Pantheon.

Even when facing the new Chaos Gods, he had a chance to kill him.

That is an ancient secret buried deep in Warp, a past that even Four Chaos Gods is unwilling to mention easily.

When Slaanesh had not yet been born, it was still the embryo of Chaos hidden in the abyss of Eldar's soul.

The God of War Kaine used the keenness of the God of War to foresee the future catastrophe that would destroy Eldar.

He knew very well that this Chaos existence that was about to be born would become an abyss of eternal destruction for Eldar, and would drag the entire Eldar race into eternal destruction.

At that time, Kaine's combat power was at its peak, his divine body was perfect, and his divine power was stable.

He wanted to kill this hidden danger in advance, and wanted to use the sharp edge of war to cut off this damn fate.

But war requires sharp weapons after all. No matter how powerful the God of War is, it will be difficult for him to exert his full combat power without the magic weapons at his disposal.

Just like playing ranked in real life, no matter how good your skills are, you can't beat the opponent's C-position of the Six Gods without divine equipment. This is an eternal truth.

Kaine is well aware of this truth. He directly hijacked the God of Forging of Eldar and used the majesty of the God of War to force him to forge ninety-nine supreme swords for himself.

He will use these ninety-nine divine blades to smash the unborn Slaanesh and nip all crises in the cradle.

The God of Forging did not dare to disobey the God of War, and devoted his entire life to tempering the divine weapons day and night.

Divine swords were born one after another in the forging furnace. Each one contained the purest divinity of Eldar. It was sharp enough to smash the stars and tear Warp.

Everything is going according to Kaine's plan, and there is only one last step left to create a killer weapon.

But the power of Chaos has never been unreasonable. It has the strange characteristic of distorting cause and effect and tampering with the future.

Even though Slaanesh has not yet been born, it is just an embryo of Chaos, but it is already able to influence the trajectory of the past and future by virtue of its own Chaos authority.

This is like the takeout you haven't ordered yet. The merchant already knows in advance that you want to leave a negative review, and backhandedly changes the meal for you. It's outrageous and has no solution.

When the ninety-eighth divine sword was forged, the always diligent God of Forging suddenly fell into inexplicable laziness.

Perhaps it was the subtle influence of Chaos, or perhaps the desire for pleasure in Eldar's nature completely exploded.

He put down the forging hammer in his hand and threw down the burning divine furnace.

He began to hang out with the maid, indulged in the game of Pleasure for a long time, and began to indulge in fine wine, singing and dancing, and all luxurious enjoyments.

There was no earth-shattering change, just a sudden indulgence that belonged to Eldar's nature.

But this trivial indulgence completely ruined Kaine's overall plan.

After all, the God of Forging failed to forge the ninety-ninth supreme sword.

In desperation, he could only mix the most common mortal iron long sword into it, and gathered ninety-nine weapons.

Kaine didn't realize there was something fishy about it. He was obsessed with killing Slaanesh.

He took the ninety-nine weapons and turned around and left.

On the day he got the weapon, the entire Warp suddenly shook violently.

A cry that penetrated the past and the future exploded in the abyss of Chaos.

It was the cry of Slaanesh's birth, the announcement of Chaos Gods's coming to the world, and the cry of the devoured souls of hundreds of millions of Eldar.

That cry has the power to tear Chaos apart, dispersing the chaotic fog that has been entrenched in Warp for hundreds of millions of years.

Invisibly, a subtle foundation has been laid for the future Emperor of Mankind to build Golden Throne and Great Crusade.

At the same time, this cry was like the death knell of the world, shaking the entire Aeldari Pantheon.

The newly born Slaanesh carried two bloody sharp blades, like a krypton gold boss who was fully equipped just after he went online, and went straight into Aeldari Pantheon.

While he was slaughtering Aeldari Gods, he was also devouring the soul and divinity of Eldar crazily, and his strength skyrocketed in a very short period of time.

The newly born Slaanesh approached its peak state almost instantly. Aeldari Gods was vulnerable to him and was easily killed and swallowed like an ant.

The brilliance of Eldar Pantheon is extinguished little by little, the divinity of Eldar is dissipated little by little, and the shadow of destruction envelopes the entire race.

At this desperate moment, the God of War Kaine arrived.

He didn't have the slightest fear or flinch.

As someone who dared to wield a sword against the unborn Chaos Gods, his bones were filled with the arrogance of war.

Kaine held ninety-nine magic weapons, and without any extra words, he swung his sword directly towards Slaanesh.

The divine sword is unsheathed, the divine flames surge into the sky, and the power of war shines with ultimate light in his hands.