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

Jujiro analyzed the mistakes made in this battle.

The biggest problem is that Iribus's limbs were not broken to seal his psionic energy.

Everyone was so focused on killing that scoundrel that they didn't think things through calmly, which gave the other side an opportunity to take advantage.

Other players also joined in the conversation on this topic.

“That’s right. If we had broken Irebas’s hand from the beginning, this guy definitely wouldn’t have been able to escape.”

"Have Doraemon Workshop develop a device that can imprison time and space, so that we can prevent the enemy from escaping."

"We really need to come up with a way to deal with the enemy using space to escape."

"Jujiro, you need to learn some binding spells."

, “…………”

Irebus ran away.

Players can only direct their anger at the enemies still on the battlefield.

They activated their thrusters and flew towards the battlefield, ready to unleash a massacre.

The battlefield was still in complete chaos.

The various forces are locked in a fierce battle.

The armies of Tzeentch and Khorne are still locked in fierce combat.

Green-skinned orcs and Tyranitar were also joining in the fun.

Only Zaracanie, the Tormenter, and Krugas, the Father of Plague, continue their demonic army's attack on the Dark Throne.

They want to stop humans and the Eldar from repairing Comoros and gain control of the Webpath.

The two great demons were speechless at the two clowns, Carlos and Angelus.

That grudge, I can get revenge anytime.

They insist on starting an internal conflict and killing each other at this critical juncture.

Once the minions of the Cursed take over Comoros, the previously unfulfilled Webpath Project will be restarted.

You must know, humans are the largest race in the galaxy.

Once the Webway Project succeeds, the warp will be devoid of human emotional reflections, and the demons will have to endure a miserable existence of going hungry for three days straight.

Therefore, humans must never engage in cyber warfare; they must be content to be used as resources and nourishment for the subspace.

Humans have created the internet, so what will the demon lords eat? What will they play?

These humans are so wicked; they actually thought of starving so many creatures in the Warp to death.

Zaracanie and Kugas, who were fighting against humans, seemed to be on the same wavelength.

They looked up at the same time, meeting each other's gazes in unison.

The moment their eyes met, a hint of mutual appreciation arose between the two great demons.

But soon, Zaracane was disgusted by Kugas's bloated, obese, and foul-smelling appearance.

"Once the war is over, you'll be the first one I kill, you fatso, you little devil."

"How dare someone so ugly stay in the subspace?!"

Zaracanie was plotting when to find an opportunity to stab Kugas a couple of times.

The existence of Nurgle and his gang is nothing short of a desecration of the Warp.

“Abusing toxins, taking pleasure in killing lives, ignoring the natural cycle, sooner or later I’ll drag you, you bitch, into the garden to be used as fertilizer.”

Kugas also disliked Zaracagne.

What kind of person is Prince Pleasure? He doesn't even deserve to eat at the same table as his loving father.

Both of the great demons had their own ulterior motives.

If it weren't for the immense threat posed by the cursed one controlling the network, it wouldn't be possible.

I'm afraid the two of them will start fighting right now, trying to figure out how to knock the other's brain out.

"Go attack Kugas."

"Kugas is an old acquaintance of ours, so don't hold back."

"Beat Kugas until he shits, then beat him into the shit."

"Ugh!! Isn't Kugas just a pile of shit?"

"........."

Players like Zhan Shuai have all experienced the Battle of the Giant Stone Nest City in Atoma.

There they encountered Kugas, who had been summoned by the plague cultists.

At that time, none of them had yet become Astartes.

The battle against Kugas was very difficult; even the saint almost perished there.

Today is different from the past,

They have now completed their second job advancement, becoming Primal Warriors, and are further enhanced with various skills.

Players shouted various slogans, used their thrusters to take off, and entered the battlefield.

At this moment, Kugas was fighting with the arrogant guy.

Several guards and nuns of silence assisted him.

Whoosh!

Clang~~

Kugas strode forward, his massive, bloated body wielding his rusty greatsword.

As it fell, it was powerful and heavy, with a sharp sound as it cut through the air.

The arrogant guy swung his sword to parry, producing a clanging sound.

“I hate the smell of you.” Kugas stuck out his fat tongue, which was covered in pustules and parasites, and as he spoke, an indescribable stench emanated from his mouth.

"Go back to the warp, then you won't have to hate me anymore."

The radiance emanating from the arrogant guy purified the foul smell.

Otherwise, the smell alone would be enough to make people lose their fighting ability.

boom! boom! boom!

Several royal guards not far away aimed their halberds at Kugas and unleashed a barrage of bullets that struck his massive body.

"That hurts!" Kugas yelled, shooting a filthy beam of light from his mouth that sent the guy flying.

Then, Kugas looked at the Imperial Guards.

"You will also have to taste my pain."

His tongue sprang out like a frog's, grabbed one of the guards, and flung him away.

The imperial guard mutated rapidly while still in the air.

The sturdy and lustrous phlogopite armor corroded and rusted rapidly, as if millions of years had passed in an instant.

The flesh inside also rotted rapidly.

boom!

The guard slammed into the wall and turned into a pile of rotting, rusty flesh and scrap iron.

"I am Kugas, the father of plagues, the master of disease. In this universe, there are very few who can defeat me."

At that moment, the players arrived.

They opened fire on Kugas, and a barrage of explosives landed on the bloated, rotting mountain of flesh, blasting out sticky bits of meat.

"Don't let the many bully the few; that's not fair."

Kugas looked around and found that there were more and more humans around him.

"So what if I bully you, you fatso?!" Zhan Shuai shouted.

The thrusters on his back give him exceptional mobility, allowing him to circle around Kugas and attack.

"Then I'll need to find some help."

As Kugas spoke, the dark Eldar architecture, covered in spikes and blades, became sticky.

The plague messenger crawled out and threw flasks filled with plague at the humans, tying down the players and the royal guards who were besieging Kugas.

"Demon, go back to the warp."

The arrogant guy got up and ran towards where Kugas was.

The radiance emanating from him grew even stronger.

The weapon in his hand also emitted a strong light.

He looked like a god of war from mythology.

The arrogant guy leaped up and slashed at Kugas with his longsword, but it was blocked, producing a clanging sound.

"Didn't anyone tell you that you're annoying, little servant of the Corpse King?"

Kugas kept talking.

That mouth has never stopped talking since the start of the war.

It launched a counterattack, spinning the greatsword over its head before striking down.

The guy jumped aside, and Kugas's weapon fell to the ground, creating a terrible crater.

Several lesser demons pounced on him, but he pulverized their bodies with his psionic energy.

Do you think you can win?

Kugas raised his ailing paw and launched an attack.

As the big demon attacked, the guy slashed fiercely, his claws colliding with the blade, creating a shockwave.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Zhan Shuai launched an attack, slashing Kugas's thigh with his sword, leaving a shocking wound.

"A shameful sneak attack."

Kugas cried out in pain and raised his sword to strike the war general who had ambushed him.

Zheng!

Zhan Shuai swung his sword to parry, and when the blow landed, he felt as if his internal organs were about to shift.

This sword's power is ridiculously exaggerated.

During the collision, Zhan Shuai felt as if he were wrestling with a train.

When Kugas wanted to launch a second attack

The arrogant guy reached out and released a powerful beam of psionic energy, deflecting the falling sword.

"Damn it, can't you guys just stick to one-on-one?" Kugas was furious, glaring at the arrogant guy.

Jujiro knocked down the Plague Walker that attacked him, then opened fire on Kugas.

The other players did the same, running and shooting at the same time.

Explosive bombs and molten metal bombs combined to form a dense network of fire.

It landed on Kugas's body, splashing out black slime.

"Damn the Corpse King's minions, why do they always like to gang up on the weak?!"

Kugas muttered, took a deep breath, and then exhaled, spewing a filthy torrent at the players.

Jujiro blocked it with his psychic powers.

The twisted people and the sea turtles were not so lucky.

The plague corroded their armor, and maggots crawled into the cracks.

"This is disgusting. Disintegration technique activated."