Warhammer: I don’t want to become an evil god!!

They couldn't help but applaud and cheer; Irebus is indeed Irebus.

This guy may be bad, but he's really capable.

"He deserves a reward."

The four Chaos Gods reached a consensus: Eribus had made such a great contribution, it wouldn't be right not to reward him.

Slaanesh had made up his mind to personally bestow favor upon him.

Khorne also decided to personally engage in a duel with Eribus.

Tzeentch then planned to bless Eribus, giving him a pair of wings.

As for Nurgle, he planned to give Irebas a spoonful of the soup he was simmering.

Eribus also felt the gaze and expectations of the gods.

An unparalleled sense of accomplishment welled up inside me.

Without wasting any words, he took the dagger and walked straight towards the man on the throne.

He planned to stab the enemy with a venomous dagger, just as he had stabbed Horus, leaving an eternal wound in their soul.

Next second,

A burst of light appeared, and the War General appeared between Qin Yun and Eribas, who were sitting on the throne.

He hadn't figured out the situation yet.

It appeared directly in front of Irebas.

Irebas: "…………"

What happened? How come there's suddenly a grown person here?

War Commander: "…………"

Wasn't I just hitting those Tau creatures on the head?

How did we suddenly end up here?

Both of them could see each other's confusion, completely unaware of what was happening.

Zhan Shuai frowned, looking at the incredibly ugly face in front of him.

The opponent was wearing a suit of armor that was predominantly scarlet with gold trim and covered in spikes.

His bald head was covered with blasphemous scriptures.

He held a scepter bound with a book of evil, its end adorned with a skull and a chaotic eight-pointed star.

Zhan Shuai tentatively asked, "Eribas!!"

Irebas didn't reply; he was still confused.

How did the relatives of the outsiders suddenly appear?

This doesn't make sense!

"Why ask so many questions? He is Irebas, hit him."

The awkward guy standing to the side didn't say a word of nonsense, and started smashing with his hammer.

The hammerhead, covered in electric arcs, struck Irebas's face, leaving a horrifying wound.

"Holy crap!!" The twisted man's eyes widened.

This hammer blow could shatter the head of a Fire Clan warrior wearing combat gear.

How come it only left a few scratches on the other person's face?

The excruciating pain brought the shocked Irebas back to his senses, and he instinctively swung the Vengeful Dagger.

The dagger was incredibly sharp, and it easily cut a gash in the warlord's breastplate.

Zhan Shuai also reacted and swung his sword at Irebas.

Eribas used his scepter to block the War General's slash.

The twisted man kicked him, sending him flying.

The War General raised his sword and shouted, "Brothers, that scoundrel Irebas is here!"

The players who had just been forcibly summoned by Qin Yun to protect them all turned their heads away.

When they looked at the fallen Irebas, their eyes were like those of hungry wolves eyeing meat.

"The guide can die, but Irebas must die."

"Kill Irebas, and you will be rewarded with hundreds of millions of Skyhawk coins and appointed as the Governor of the Star District."

"Kill Erebas and avenge Horus."

"If Erebas doesn't die, how can the people's anger be appeased?"

"In the name of Loken, go forth!"

"For Ingres Thayer".

"........."

Someone shouted, and the players, chanting various slogans, swarmed towards Irebas.

Qin Yun, seated on the throne: "(ΩДΩ)"

What do you mean I can hang up?!

This kind of thinking is absolutely unacceptable.

Numerous players rushed forward, punching, kicking, stabbing, and hacking at Irebas.

As a result, one of the bastard's legs was also crushed.

If it weren't for the blessing of the Chaos Gods, he would probably have died on the spot.

Eribus was terrified and hurriedly recited the ancient incantation.

As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying force suddenly erupted, sending the players surrounding him flying.

Then, he hurriedly took the Vengeful Dagger, cleaved through time and space, and opened a path to escape.

By the time the players rushed over again, Iribas had already disappeared into the spacetime rift.

"Damn it, that bastard got away."

"This guy is too tough; he survived several stabs."

"When I hit someone with my hammer, their head would be smashed, but he would only have a few cuts on his face."

"Speechless, he managed to get away with that."

"........."

The Chaos Gods looked at Eribas, who was fleeing in a sorry state, and felt a sense of disappointment and frustration.

You're about to stab that guy, and you still won't run faster.

They insisted on waiting for him to call his family over.

Now look what happened! Not only did he fail to hurt the other party, he also got a brutal beating.

What a waste.

Tzeentch brandished his scepter, altering the timeline of Eribus's landing point, intending to teach him a lesson as punishment for his incompetence.

…………

When the lame Irebas fell from the torn space-time, he landed right in front of Victor, who was fleeing for his life.

Having risen through the ranks of the Comoros, Victor is well-versed in intrigue and scheming.

He could tell at a glance that something was wrong with those little blue-skinned guys.

In his eyes, the petty tricks of Anselm and Owen were utterly awful.

Even three-year-olds in Comoros play better than them.

So once he was sure the danger was over, he ran away with his men.

The Anshi and other Tai tribesmen naturally did not want him to escape, so they led the Fire Clan warriors in pursuit.

But they were completely unfamiliar with the net, and after circling around a few times, Victor shook them off.

"Damn the Corpse King's minions, I will never forget this humiliation."

Irebas got up, his voice vicious.

This time I've really messed up, but fortunes change, and there will always be a chance for revenge.

“Irebas.” A vicious, chilling voice rang out.

It was only then that Eribus noticed several Dark Elven standing beside him.

"who are you?"

Irebas showed a wary expression.

“I am the supreme ruler of Comoros—Asrubair Victor.”

"You were the one who orchestrated the Dark Throne, weren't you??"

As Victor introduced himself, he led his men to surround Irebas.

Upon hearing the name Victor, Irebas immediately sensed something was wrong.

Upon hearing the other party reveal that he had used the Dark Throne to lure the gods into Comoros, he turned and tried to use the Vengeful Dagger to cleave through time and space to escape.

Victor reacted quickly, throwing several poison darts that hit his opponent.

The neurotoxin quickly paralyzed Irebas's limbs, rendering him unable to move. He even lost his grip on the Vengeful Dagger, which fell to the ground.

Bang! !

The venomous dagger made a crisp sound when it hit the ground.

Victor walked over, bent down, and picked up the Vengeful Dagger.

Then he circled around Irebas, looking him over, and even reached out and pinched his unusually ugly face.

"I also know some of the skills of the Bloodwalkers, and I hope they will satisfy you."

"Don't thank me, because this is your reward for ruining Comoros."

"I will treat you well, Irebas."

"Believe me, you will regret coming into this world."

P.S.: Sorry, there was a slight mishap, so the update is too late.

Chapter 233 Is Eribas loyal?

At the Dark Throne in Comoros.

Many players in the Emperor Bull and Horse Battle Group were furious.

That damned Irebas is like an eel, slippery and elusive, always on the run.

In just a short while, he used the Vengeful Dagger to cleave through space and time and escape.

"I should have known better than to chase after Victor."

The commander was somewhat disappointed.

It doesn't matter whether Victor is arrested or not.

Without Comoros, this supreme overlord was largely crippled and could no longer pose any threat to the empire.

Irebas is different; this guy is incredibly mischievous.

If he escapes, who knows what kind of schemes and tricks he'll bring when he reappears.

Furthermore, the evil deeds committed by Irebas warrant even the most severe punishment of being torn to pieces.

Letting that scoundrel escape alive is a source of deep regret for every player.

"Remember this: next time you see Iribas, hit his hands first, don't let that bastard escape with the Vengeful Dagger again."