What a Truly Shameless Person

Warp's storm never stops. Under the scarlet and pitch black sky, the flames of war burn every inch of the void.

The twisted energy turbulence is like a mad dragon, charging wantonly in this Chaos realm where there is no day or night and no boundaries.

This is the territory of Chaos, a forbidden place where neither mortals nor gods dare to set foot easily.

Khorne's blood wave, Tzeentch's magic flame, Nurgle's disease, Slaanesh's confusion.

Four extremely evil forces that check and balance each other support this absurd and crazy world.

But at this moment, the fighting and hustle and bustle that should have been endless ended up strangely falling into dead silence.

Guilliman slowly raised his hand, tapped his fingertips, and crisp applause exploded on this dead battlefield, breaking the long-standing stalemate.

He wears a gilt battle armor with the most solemn coat of arms of Imperium engraved on it, and every line is filled with the glory bestowed by Emperor of Mankind.

The originally solemn face was now filled with a bit of joking and a bit of admiration, and his eyes fell directly on the figure wearing brass armor in front of him.

That is the God of War in Blood God Kaine, Eldar, the supreme being in charge of killing and war in Warp.

Surrounded by the ever-extinguishing scarlet flames of war, the brass armor is covered with scars from countless battles.

Every scar is engraved with the wails of billions of creatures, and the giant brass sword in his hand is stained with divine blood.

Just standing there, the pressure caused the void to twist and crack.

The earth-shattering game just now has already made the entire Chaos field tremble.

Kaine used his own power to play tricks on Chaos Gods and make Khorne spin around.

Such an operation was unprecedented. At least until Guilliman spoke, no one could believe that someone could play with Four Chaos Gods like this.

"As expected of you!"

Guilliman's voice was clear and full of unabashed admiration.

Through the layers of energy turbulence, it was clearly transmitted to the ears of Kaine, and also spread to every corner of this battlefield:

"You are the second person who deceived Chaos Gods since ancient times!"

After the words fell, Kaine, who was still exuding an arrogant aura and as proud as a victorious rooster, instantly froze.

His hand holding the giant brass sword paused slightly, and the proud look on his face that looked down on all living beings suddenly stopped.

The whole figure seemed to have pressed the pause button, and those eyes filled with killing and war were full of disbelief.

"Ah?"

A soft murmur filled with surprise and confusion overflowed from Kaine's mouth.

He turned his head suddenly, his scarlet eyes staring at Guilliman, the confusion in his eyes almost overflowing.

What is the second place from ancient times to the present?

What he just accomplished was a feat of deceiving Chaos Gods!

That is Chaos Gods, who is aloof, in charge of Chaos, and regards all living beings as playthings. He is not an ant that can be easily crushed to death on the roadside, nor those vulnerable mortals and low-level gods!

He worked hard, worked step by step, put aside the so-called dignity of the gods, and used all means to complete this unparalleled operation.

In his mind, this was obviously an unprecedented feat, an operation that would be recorded in the entire history of Warp, and was unprecedented and unmatched!

How come it came second to Guilliman?

Kaine's heart completely exploded, and his mind was filled with doubts and unwillingness.

He even ignored the Chaos energy that was still surging around him, and the flames of war that had not yet dissipated.

"Shouldn't my operation be unique forever?"

Kaine took a step forward, the brass armor rubbed against the ground, making a harsh roar, and the void was slightly shaken by this step.

His voice was filled with disbelief and a bit of offended sullenness, "That's Chaos Gods!

How big of a heart do you have to have, how shameless, and how low-end do you have to be to deceive Chaos Gods!?"

He really couldn't understand that other than him, anyone else had done such a crazy and bottomless thing?

You know, Chaos Gods has always been moody, cruel and violent. To deceive them is like dancing on the tip of a knife.

Walking around the crater, if you are not careful, you will lose your soul and sink forever.

Any god with any sense would never do such a crazy thing.

He dares to do this because he is the God of War, with madness and warlike nature engraved in his bones.

I don't care about the so-called rules and bottom lines, but there are still people like him, or even earlier than him?

Guilliman looked at Kaine's confused and puzzled look, the smile on his lips became thicker, and he folded his arms across his chest.

He looked leisurely and contented, without any sense of crisis in the Chaos battlefield. Instead, he seemed to be watching a lively drama.

At this moment, on the battlefield, not only Kaine was shocked, but also there were strange fluctuations in the field of Four Chaos Gods in the distance.

Khorne's roar, filled with endless killing and anger, weakened at some point.

The most violent and murderous Chaos Gods.

At this moment, he fell into a rare silence, as if he was listening to the conversation here.

Tzeentch's originally wanton and arrogant ridicule that ran through Warp also came to an abrupt end.

Among Crystal Labyrinth, Chaos Gods, who is best at deceit and calculation, has his eyes that are aware of all changes, slightly narrowed, showing a bit of solemnity and curiosity.

From the fields of Nurgle and Slaanesh, there were even bursts of dissatisfied mutterings and curses.

The four Chaos Gods, who were originally fighting on their own and hostile to each other, unexpectedly focused their attention on Guilliman and Kaine at this moment.

The entire Warp was completely quiet, leaving only the faint whimpers of turbulent energy, and the extremely suppressed collision of auras between the two gods.

Kaine took a deep breath, suppressed the mania and doubts in his heart, and the scarlet war flames around his body subsided slightly.

He thrust the huge brass sword in his hand into the void at his feet.

Suddenly, countless cracks spread out in all directions with the giant sword as the center, and black mist continued to overflow from the shattered void.

He ignored the extremely suppressed and arrogant roar of Khorne next to him, and ignored the wanton and probing ridicule coming from Tzeentch Crystal Labyrinth.

The murderous aura around him had mostly subsided, and for the first time, a trace of desire for knowledge appeared in those scarlet eyes.