"Even in the Warp, you really can't go without money..."
Eden sighed with feeling.
Of course, money in the Warp was not the same as money in galactic realspace. The hard currency here was faith and believers.
High-quality pure faith was the hardest currency of all.
Whether it was the Chaos Gods or other lesser gods, all of them would wage war for it.
As the Savior and King of Hell, Eden controlled a vast amount of high-quality faith, believers, and pure faith. Naturally, that gave him enough confidence to stand tall.
Even Khorne, the Blood God before him, could not refuse Eden's faith offensive. Even his anger had weakened considerably, and the brass great axe in his hand hesitated, unsure whether it should fall.
"If I smash him with a huge wave of faith, can I get the Blood God to smile at me, his number one patron?"
Eden thought this to himself.
The Chaos Gods were prisoners of faith. They were so greedy that they refused to yield even the smallest thread of belief to any other existence. They even had the mentality that if they could not have it, they would rather destroy it.
That was their instinct, and it was difficult to restrain.
Back when Grandfather Nurgle had quietly occupied the Scourge Stars, the other gods had exploded on the spot. Khorne had even taken the lead in charging into Nurgle's Garden to stab Grandfather in the rear.
How intense was that?
In other words, within the Warp, only the Savior, who possessed vast amounts of faith yet had not become a prisoner of it, could be this generous.
"Savior, you want me to end this duel and let the fury of war subside?
"You want the god of war and blood to willingly abandon a slaughter?!"
Khorne's wrath steamed upward.
His voice was like a hundred thousand volcanoes erupting at once, echoing across the entire barren Chaos planet. Even the surrounding mountains were shattered by the vibration.
The god of war and blood seemed unwilling to end this duel, unwilling to stop hunting the Savior. In his eyes, that would be an act without honor.
Huff.
"So negotiations have broken down, huh? Fine, name your price. How much faith do you want?"
Eden looked at Khorne without the slightest tension in his eyes. His crimson daemon body exhaled sulfurous smoke from its mouth and nose, blowing it straight into the Blood God's face.
He was so arrogant, and the aura of wealth around him was so thick, that for a moment it actually suppressed the Blood God's killing momentum.
There was no helping it.
Although this god of war and blood had a vast household and enormous holdings, his current finances were genuinely tight. He was even deep in famine debt.
Now even maintaining the Brass Citadel was difficult, so naturally, he could not stand as upright as before.
"Coward, withdraw your nauseating bribery. War and slaughter do not compromise!"
Faced with the Savior's provocation, Khorne prepared to attack once more.
This Blood God was the symbol of slaughter, the master of blood and war. How could he easily spare one who had provoked him?
He had to wash this away with the challenger's skull and blood.
As Khorne's anger surged, the surrounding continents fractured even further. Burning volcanoes rose, and endless blood flowed down from the void, forming a new ocean within the lava.
The brass great axe hummed, and the dead souls of hundreds of billions of warriors howled, as if it were about to split the void itself.
"No matter how strong your display is or how fierce your momentum looks, can it compare to me, the Savior and King of Hell?
"Take this!"
Yet before Khorne could raise the brass great axe, Eden opened with a super faith dark power rocket and smashed it straight into his face.
It was ferocious.
The super faith dark power rocket gathered the pure faith of hundreds of millions of humans. It was so alluring that even the lingering souls in the Warp could not help exclaiming over it.
That attack struck Khorne squarely in the face.
Eden had already changed his attack pattern.
Other gods used dark power to organize attacks or launch corruption. But he, the Savior and King of Hell, directly smashed people with faith-based dark power, and highly purified faith-based dark power at that!
Using such high-purity faith dark power, a hard currency, to smash people in the Warp was basically the same as slapping someone in the face with a stack of crisp cash.
More importantly, the Chaos Gods' desire for faith-based dark power was far stronger than humanity's desire for money. It was an instinct engraved into their souls.
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Khorne, the Blood God, took a super faith dark power rocket to the face. It did not cause any real damage, but it was extremely insulting.
He was stunned on the spot by the Savior's outrageous display of wealth. Even his brass great axe froze in midair and did not fall for a long time.
What proper dark god would use such a tyrannically rich method to humiliate someone? Who just shoved such a thick stack of hundred-dollar bills into another person's face?
That faith dark power was something the Blood God could only obtain by carefully organizing and triggering several major wars, then achieving victory. Even if he collected offerings from believers, it would still take quite some time to gather such income.
Now, such a massive wave of faith dark power had been smashed directly into his face.
"Huff, huff, huff... You dare use faith dark power to humiliate me?"
Khorne's chest heaved violently, as if he had been enraged by the Savior's humiliation.
His brass body swelled with fury, and the Chaos metal matter released an indignant hiss as it rubbed against itself.
"Sorry, but when you have money, you really can do whatever you want!"
Watching the Blood God like this, Eden arrogantly threw out wave after wave of super faith dark power rockets.
"Is this enough? What about this? How about now? Can we cooperate yet?"
He controlled the King of Hell and smashed Khorne again and again. For the first time, he felt so refreshed while facing the Chaos Gods.
As for this faith dark power, Eden did not feel the slightest pain over spending it. After all, the Hope Sun had gathered the faith of far too many humans, and more was pouring in without pause.
There were also tens of thousands of massive Warp extraction devices drawing dark power from the Sacred Sun and transferring it onto the Hope Sun, suppressing the Sacred Sun's loss of control.
This caused the Hope Sun to expand wildly, to the point where it was almost about to explode. No matter how much faith dark power he output, there was no problem.
Smack, smack, smack!
The super faith dark power rockets, like stacks of hundred-dollar bills, struck the Blood God's face one wave after another. Every hit weakened his momentum by one degree.
"Damn... damn you!"
The god of war and blood was slapped in the face again and again.
He tried to refuse, but he could not suppress his instinct, nor could he suppress his greed for faith dark power.
Hiss, hiss, hiss.
In the nearby void, the python lesser god watched this scene, flapping his little wings with such envy that he almost twisted out of shape. Tears welled in his eyes.
So this was the wealth of supreme gods, especially that King of Hell?
He also wanted the King of Hell to smash him in the face with super faith dark power rockets like that. He would even be willing to be smashed to death. That kind of fortune would save him from struggling for countless galactic centuries!
There was no helping it. For an unknown lesser god like this python lesser god, his faith inheritance had long been severed, and he did not have many believers.
The lives of the galaxy and the Warp had even forgotten the honorific title he once possessed: Kukulkan.
A lesser god like him did not even have enough authority or faith dark power to descend a miracle in the galaxy. Projecting power across the veil consumed far too much.
Even projecting miracles and will inside the Warp was not easy.
Moreover, Kukulkan did not have enough believers or inheritance to support him. A miracle projected across the veil might even lose money.
To put it simply, trans-galactic, cross-Warp long-distance scam calls were too expensive.
Compared to giant compound scam parks like the Chaos Gods, who had vast numbers of believers and complete faith-propagation channels, an independent operator like him was far too poor. He simply could not afford to make the call.
It was very possible that after making a long-distance scam call and projecting a miracle, he would fail to trick more than a handful of believers and end up worse off than before.
A brutal loss!
It was not easy for beings like them to become dark gods in the Warp.
There were investments and costs involved. They had to cultivate believers, not to mention winning out in the intense competition for faith.
It was unbelievably difficult.
For example, Kukulkan could now only deceive the primitive tribes and Beastmen on certain feral worlds to barely sustain his life, keeping his body from being worn away by time.
The Warp was a world shaped by thought, and gods existed because of faith.
If a lesser god like him went too long without absorbing faith dark power, he would enter eternal sleep from "hunger," or even disappear completely.
And it was not just Kukulkan.
It could be said that most unknown lesser gods had a very hard time surviving in the Warp. They had to count every scrap of faith dark power they had and spend it with painful restraint.
As for high-quality pure faith, only powerful fanatical believers could produce it, making it even rarer. Lesser gods like them simply did not have any.
Those powerful living beings basically ignored lesser gods like them.
Most of the Warp's resources and authority were almost entirely occupied by the Chaos Gods. Now the King of Hell was even richer.
Thinking of this, Kukulkan could not help feeling sorrow rise within him.
Especially when he saw those super faith dark power rockets smashing into the Blood God's face.
Every wave of pure faith dark power the King of Hell smashed into the Blood God's face was a vast fortune that lesser gods like them could not gather in their entire divine lives.
Yet such precious, shining pure faith dark power was thrown out so casually by that existence, as though it were not worth mentioning at all.
Each super faith dark power rocket from the King of Hell was equivalent to throwing away a thousand or even ten thousand times the net worth of a lesser god.
It was wealth they could not even touch.
Life was too hard!
Kukulkan grew tearful, deeply feeling the inequality of divine existence.
However, he soon became excited, and his little wings could not help flapping.
Because a tiny thread of pure faith dark power had leaked out beyond the Chaos planet. Even one-thousandth of it was wealth he desperately craved yet could never reach.
Those strands of faith dark power were almost imperceptible in the void, but in his eyes, they glittered like gold.
They were so tempting.
"What delicious authority..."
Kukulkan swallowed. He hesitated a little and was also afraid.
He was so humble that he feared if he seized the faith dark power spilled by the King of Hell, he would anger that wealthy and powerful existence.
"That should be faith dark power Lord King of Hell doesn't want, right? Maybe he won't care?"
After thinking for a moment, the weak lesser god still gathered his courage and sneakily approached, wanting to seize those scattered traces of pure faith dark power.
Kukulkan glanced at the Chaos planet, gritted his teeth, and collected those tiny specks of faith dark power.
Such an enormous harvest filled him with excitement.
This was more than the total of everything he had gained over the last several hundred years. What incredible luck.
I picked it up!
However, Kukulkan's excitement did not last long. His snake body instinctively curled up, and terror surged within him.
The King of Hell's gaze had turned this way and locked onto him.
"Hiss!
"The King of Hell discovered that I stole faith dark power!"
Kukulkan was so frightened that his tongue flicked out. He was terrified beyond measure.
No high-ranking dark god would tolerate such behavior. Even the tiniest bit was enough to draw brutal punishment.
It might even cost him his life.
The tragic fate of many lesser gods was enough to prove this point.
"What are you staring at? Get lost!"
Just as this weak, pitiful lesser god was frozen in helpless panic, the King of Hell's furious voice rang out. Along with it came a super faith dark power rocket.
Eden had gotten addicted to smashing Khorne in the face with faith dark power. When he saw that lesser god from before sneaking closer, he casually sent a big rocket over with a violent smash.
A super stack of cash, straight to the face.
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Kukulkan was stunned by that super faith dark power rocket. His snake body went stiff, and even his little wings forgot to flap.
The King of Hell used pure faith dark power... to smash my face?!
What followed was immense happiness. Even his soul trembled.
What an enormous, unparalleled harvest. What an honor. Long live the King of Hell!
He had made it. From this day forward, he had escaped poverty and entered wealth among the ranks of lesser gods.
Perhaps with this massive harvest of faith, he could even establish a faith-propagation path.
That would allow some living beings to know the honored name of Kukulkan. He could even recruit a group of high-quality believers. Perhaps he might even bestow blessings upon fanatical believers!
"Great King of Hell, I... I'll get lost right away!"
Kukulkan snapped back to his senses. His gaze became firm, and his thoughts had never been so quick. He immediately fled outward at the fastest speed of his divine life.
That existence had told him to get lost, so he had to disappear from before him as quickly as possible.
Otherwise, he would not deserve the massive amount of faith dark power the other party had bestowed on him.
This was also for safety. He was worried the King of Hell might change his mind.
After fleeing for some distance, Kukulkan felt ashamed for making such groundless assumptions.
The great King of Hell was so wealthy. How could he possibly care about such things? That existence had merely wanted him to get lost.
This lesser god had never seen such a generous high-ranking dark god. Which of those supreme beings was not extremely greedy, taking in everything and giving out nothing?
Forget rewarding them with pure faith dark power. It was already good enough if they did not plunder lesser gods like him.
"Perhaps I can pledge myself to the great King of Hell?"
Kukulkan thought this.
In the past, when weak lesser gods faced the Chaos Gods and other powerful dark gods, forget pledging themselves to them. They would flee at the first hint of their presence.
That was because attaching oneself to them brought no benefit at all. They might even be squeezed dry and stripped of everything.
Yet now, the existence of the King of Hell allowed Kukulkan to see a sliver of possibility.
He had only picked up some faith and was rewarded with a million units of pure faith dark power by the King of Hell. If he became loyal to him in the future, wouldn't that mean hundreds of millions?
He thought this with great delight.
Just as Kukulkan was feeling excited, three terrifying figures suddenly rushed toward him head-on.
Before he could react, countless great hands formed from authority descended, madly tearing at his body as if fighting over something.
Then they swiftly departed.
After those figures left, Kukulkan remained trembling in place. His body had already shrunk by a full circle.
Those hateful supreme dark gods had not only plundered the pure faith dark power from this lesser god, they had also stripped away every last bit of the faith dark power he had originally possessed.
Animals!
Kukulkan was heartbroken and lost.
This was the horror of the Warp. It had never been a sheltered home for weak existences.
After an unknown amount of time, he recovered and hid in a remote, quiet region.
Today, Kukulkan had lost his nest. He had also lost everything.
But he did not fall into complete despair. He planned to wait until this conflict calmed down, then go pledge himself to the great King of Hell.
He also believed that the King of Hell could withstand those hateful supreme dark gods.
The region of the Chaos planet.
The Changer of Ways, the Lord of Plagues, and the Prince of Pleasure had already arrived. They closed in around that scarred and battered planet...
(End of Chapter)
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