Once Liam was certain Angron had stopped struggling, he continued sharing the Alliance citizens' hatred of the evil god Khorne with him, while also sharing their approval of the Alliance.
The Alliance was now almost a utopia. With the Alliance Three Gods in place, even citizens who did nothing but eat and wait to die contributed faith to the three gods simply by living, thereby contributing strength to the Alliance.
After all, the Alliance Three Gods were inseparable from the Alliance's mainstream culture, whether in Human Evangelical teachings, the Alliance Code, or Alliance history.
Every living Alliance citizen unconsciously supplied Huron and the others with power. The only difference was how much.
Under these circumstances, the Alliance naturally imposed no harsh demands on its citizens.
These emotions shook Angron no less than the Alliance citizens' hatred of Khorne had earlier.
Wasn't this the very life I wanted for my gladiator brothers and sisters when I led them against Nuceria's nobles?
But when did I abandon that dream and start venting my frustrations through slaughter instead?
Was it the Butcher's Nails? The Emperor's coldheartedness? Or Khorne's hidden influence?
Angron did not know either.
But it was too late for any of that now. He only wanted a swift death.
Although the god upon the Brass Throne could no longer influence Angron, he still sensed Angron's cowardice and grew even more disgusted with him.
He was not even as good as Skarbrand.
With the system operating it on her behalf, Emperor Chan's domain held Khorne back while beginning to work on Angron.
Golden flame ignited upon Angron's soul, engulfing the soul that had become a bloodthirsty monster and burning it away completely.
Huron had no intention of saving Angron. Even if he now had the ability, he would not do it.
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