Gladiatorial Combat

Han Mingxuan waved his hand, activating the control over the Mindshackle Scarab, and Kairas was instantly transformed into his puppet.

"Mr. Han, this is a clown I specially picked out for you, and you treat him so poorly."

"He's just wearing a human skin; inside, he's long since become Chaos Spawn. I've never had any affection for such things."

"Then, let the gladiatorial combat begin!"

Ha, Tzeentch's atmosphere-building team is quite dedicated; he's even taken on the role of host.

"Old Kamon."

"Exist!"

"Bring the drum up."

"Yes!"

Kamon strode forward and placed the large drum that Han Mingxuan had made behind him.

Then, Han Mingxuan took out a pair of drumsticks.

"It seems our distinguished guest is going to cheer on the athletes on the field!"

"So let us witness together today this magnificent spectacle of fratricide!"

"Bro, maybe I should get diarrhea too."

"But my laxatives don't work for you."

"Haha, it seems we're destined to have a match today. If we don't finish this match, we probably won't be able to leave."

I think so.

"Then let's go."

In the dueling arena, Mortarion and Angron began their battle.

Then a very strange thing happened.

The phantom of the Grandfather appeared behind Mortarion, while the Blood God appeared behind Angron.

The sky behind them was half dyed dark green and half dyed blood red.

Han Mingxuan stood opposite Tzeentch.

Behind Tzeentch was a dark blue ball of Warp energy, and as it flickered, Labyrinth vaguely appeared.

Behind Han Mingxuan, besides his guards and the people he brought with him, there was only that large drum; nothing else.

These Chaos Gods are really making quite a spectacle.

Han Mingxuan glanced at the oil lamp he had placed aside.

He then calmly took his seat in the audience.

Not long after, a Warp Rift appeared here.

The sacrifices for Nurgle and Khorne have been completed.

At this moment, Han Mingxuan's perspective was elevated to an unprecedented level.

What he can see now are two gladiatorial arenas.

On the surface, it appears that Mortarion is still fighting against Angron.

But in reality, standing before Mortarion was the Great Unclean One.

The figure standing in front of Angron was an illusory one.

That was before his fate was altered; he was the mount of the Butcher's Nails.

At that moment, Tzeentch appeared in both arenas simultaneously.

"I hereby declare the match open!"

The moment Tzeentch announced the start of the match, all sorts of Greater Daemon appeared in both arenas, cheering for their gladiators.

Han Mingxuan picked up the drumstick, but instead of striking the drum, he took out a gong.

He had prepared this gong long ago.

As the saying goes, "A gong is struck a thousand times, but the final blow determines the sound."

The sound of a gong can awaken people and help them see clearly through the Mist before them.

Clang!!

Han Mingxuan tapped the gong lightly, and the sound echoed throughout both arenas, Angron and Mortarion at the same time.

At this moment, there were no humans in front of them, only Daemon.

"Daemon?"

Seeing these brightly lit objects appear before him, Mortarion felt a sense of awe for the first time.

At the same time, he saw a huge shadow on the sand of the arena.

Turning his head, he saw a fat man behind him whose face he couldn't make out, or rather, a mountain.

"Children of Barbarus, it's time to return with me."

"Are you the legendary Grandfather from Barbarus?"

"It's me, my child. I've come only to take you back."

"This is truly absurd. I never imagined that such vermin as you actually exist."

"Haha, young man, you certainly have a temper. But it's alright. Out of respect for Mr. Han, I'll wait for you to finish this match, and then I'll take you away."

Mortarion didn't look at his Grandfather again; he turned to look at the Greater Daemon before him.

Ultimately, the Greater Daemon transformed several times, eventually taking the form of his adoptive father.

That Xenos foster father.

The guy who almost killed him.

"Come on, child, I know you are a successful rebel, but you are filled with resentment."

"Today, as Grandfather, I'm giving you this opportunity to defeat him and prove your strength to me!"

"So noisy!"

With a wave of his hand, Mortarion conjured a giant Scythe in his grasp.

Along with the poisonous fog, the figure of the Grandfather was also severed.

Knock knock!

It's the sound of drums.

But it wasn't Han Mingxuan beating the drum.

This is Nurgle's Daemon drumming up their support.

"Ha, I couldn't kill you before because of that hypocrite. Today, no matter how many people are behind you, I will cut your head off."

Mortarion moved; he launched an attack with lightning speed.

But the Xenos foster father on the other side remained just as adept as ever.

As you get faster, the Xenos on the other side will also get faster.

As time went on, Mortarion sensed something similar.

Exhausted, Despair, and lifeless.

Just like before.

No matter how many times he fought back, he could never defeat that person.

"My child, it's been so long, and you haven't changed at all. If you want to defeat me, you'll have to run into your Grandfather's arms!"

"Necare, shut up!"

Mortarion knew all too well that he was now the Primarch, the Lord of the XIV Legion, the Pale King.

No matter what kind of Xenos it is, it will fall to its own blade.

Even that Xenos warlord from the past was the same.

"Mortarion, you cannot kill me! My Grandfather has granted me eternal life!"

Just like back on Barbarus, you are powerless. You can't change anything; your predetermined fate awaits you!

"Heh heh heh, you're still the same, always trying to lecture people while you're fighting. But now, all you say is bullshit to me. Prepare to die."

Swish!

Cut it in two!

Necare's body was completely severed.

The cut surface was as smooth as a mirror, and blood gushed out in an instant.

But then the severed body turned into two identical Necare.

His current transformation is even more perplexing than it was on Barbarus.

"I told you, my Grandfather gave me eternal life, you can't kill me!"

"If killing you once isn't enough, I'll kill you ten times; if ten times isn't enough, I'll kill you a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times, I'll still kill you!"

"You said that defeating me and making me fall into that disgusting fat man's arms is my predetermined fate."

"Now, I will reveal your destiny to you!"

"I am eternity, and my destiny is beyond your control. Before me, you can only struggle in vain."

"No, today, I will bring you death, along with everything that has been."