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A giant hand covered in brass armor, containing divine might vast enough to drag thousands of worlds into the abyss of war and destruction, carried out the Blood God's fury and invaded this world.
Even though this was merely within the projection of a false Slaaneshi palace, every Greater Daemon of Slaanesh located in the true Realm of Slaanesh heard a deafening, furious war cry from countless ferocious, crimson-skinned Daemons in another supreme divine realm in the distant Warp at the same moment.
"Blood for the Blood God!"
"Skulls for the Skull Throne!"
The moment that giant hand tore through space and appeared, it slapped Slaanesh, who was standing in front of Kenmei, without any hesitation or indulgence.
Relying on unimaginable supreme divine power, the Blood God's slap crossed unimaginable spatial distance and temporal dimensions. It was impossible to block, impossible to evade!
Just the aftershock left the entire temple of Slaanesh's projection teetering on the edge of destruction.
However, that terrifying existence disdained sneak attacks, so the movement of the hand was slow, like a slow-motion replay.
It seemed to simply notify you:
Bastard, I am going to slap you fair and square right now. You'd better take it.
Khorne's way of doing things was just that domineering and unscrupulous, even when facing Slaanesh, a fellow Chaos God.
The body of Slaanesh's projection didn't even look as big as Khorne's palm. The moment they made contact, the upper half of Slaanesh's projection was blown apart on the spot!
The entire figure turned directly into minced meat. Along with it, Slaanesh's pink power of pleasure was instantly smashed and dissipated. Flesh and blood flew everywhere; it was a gruesome sight.
Before Kenmei could even react, the scene before him changed instantly. The destructive power caused by that terrifying slap blew the roof off the magnificent Slaanesh Temple (projection) above, leaving it a mess.
Kenmei was stunned by the Blood God Khorne's display of domineering power. That was Slaanesh—you guys are on the same side!
But among the four Chaos Gods of the Warp, Khorne looked down on sissies like Slaanesh the most, with that bird-man Tzeentch ranking second.
Although Khorne also loathed guys like Tzeentch who played tricks and used magic instead of fighting fair and square, at least Tzeentch's goal was victory in war.
But Slaanesh only viewed war and combat as a means to obtain pleasure and indulgence. Warrior's honor? What's that? Can it get me high?
Simply put, imagine this: you and your brother are fighting bravely against the enemy, enjoying the passion and glory of battle. Then suddenly, someone grabs a severed limb and starts "getting high" right there on the battlefield. What would you do?
Naturally, you'd hack that bastard to death.
As the [Lord of War], seeing war blasphemed like this, Khorne naturally loathed Slaanesh the most. Now, seeing Slaanesh preparing to poison a fine young man, He instantly flew into a rage.
Kenmei was numb to the forms of power these gods displayed on their battlefield.
Anyway, the scene before him was suddenly torn in two. On one side was an ocean of blood-colored skulls stretching as far as the eye could see, terrifyingly abnormal like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. On a massive brass throne covered in dripping blood that resembled a mountain peak, a terrifying existence clad in hideous brass armor sat, a giant daemon sword by His hand.
"Damn mad dog! Do you want total war with me?!"
The blasted torso of Slaanesh reassembled, gradually turning into Her original form—half the delicate charm of a woman, half the ruggedness of a man, with a snake-like tongue flicking from Her mouth.
The exquisite face Slaanesh had shown Kenmei earlier vanished. This was Her true face, the art style shifting towards horror. Her pale purple skin was covered in fallen, taboo runes, and Her hermaphroditic features began to manifest. This brutal, terrifying existence that would cause ordinary people to lose their sanity at a single glance was the true form of the Evil God.
Behind Slaanesh, the symbol of the Prince of Pleasure emerged. Her entire body channeled power capable of instantly plunging all life in several star systems into a hell of pleasure. Violent divine power erupted, and Her long, purple, flame-like hair danced in the wind. Slaanesh also entered a state of rage; Her aura climbed to its peak, ready to contend with the Blood God!
Facing this sissy, the Blood God Khorne didn't even have the interest to stand up from His Skull Throne. He simply sat there, gripping the massive brass sword covered in skulls with one hand.
In Khorne's world, there were no crooked paths, only the sincerity of "If we disagree, we fight."
As for Kenmei? How could he possibly stay there? When Slaanesh's projection was smashed by Khorne's slap, he realized that Slaanesh's restraint on him had also disappeared. This meant he could leave this area that was about to become a "battlefield of gods." So, seeing the situation was bad, Kenmei logged off immediately.
However, to be able to trigger the rage of two Warp bosses and make them fight each other—Kenmei was truly a sinful man.
The last person this sinful was probably the Primarch of the Blood Angels, Sanguinius.
While playing the role of a "fatal beauty," Kenmei discovered upon leaving the battlefield that Tosak Rome's memory palace hadn't been destroyed by Slaanesh's corruption. He immediately packed up Tosak Rome's memories and took them away.
When Kenmei's consciousness returned to the destroyed Hive World of Albert (Abel), he released his grip on Tosak Rome's head.
As soon as the traitor Inquisitor's body fell to the ground, it inexplicably began to self-immolate. Pink flames engulfed Tosak Rome's miserable corpse, quickly turning it into a pile of ash.
[Side Mission 1: Death of an Inquisitor (Completed)]
[You have obtained 8,000 Honor Points.]
But this wasn't Kenmei's doing. It was a contingency plan by the mastermind behind these dead Battle Sisters and the Inquisitor. Once Tosak Rome died, his corpse would be destroyed to erase any remaining traces.
But it didn't matter. Kenmei had already obtained Tosak Rome's memories, which had turned into a diary constructed of psychic energy.
Looking at the surrounding severed limbs and the scene of a horrific murder composed of several Battle Sisters lying in pools of blood with their eyes wide open in death... The surroundings were dead silent, yet Kenmei absurdly felt a trace of warmth.
No one in the world would believe that in this desolate, abandoned Hive World, an Inquisitor of the Ordo Hereticus had nearly been ascended by Slaanesh of the Warp, almost becoming the youngest and weakest Chosen among all the Chaos Gods.
Every minute and second spent with Slaanesh felt longer than a year to Kenmei.
He was now so tired he didn't even have the energy to look at Tosak Rome's memories, feeling as if he had been hollowed out by Slaanesh.
It was mostly mental exhaustion and pain. Injuries Kenmei sustained in the Chaos God's spiritual world affected reality. His Power Armor was covered in cracks, and his bolt pistol and chainsword were completely destroyed.
Even now, when Kenmei breathed, his lungs burned.
Kenmei felt endless fear in hindsight. A C-Rank Simulation actually carried the risk of being targeted by a Chaos God. If not for the intervention of another Chaos God, he would have been forced to abandon this million-point simulation he had saved up for so long. Saying it wouldn't hurt would be a lie.
"At least I don't have to become an androgynous Slaaneshi Chosen. That's really great."
Kenmei looked at the Inquisition Black Ship that suddenly appeared in the endless starry sky and revealed a helpless smile.