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Chapter 228, open the door and let the dog out.

After moving his arms twice, Ron turned around and put his gun back into Helheim. Just as he was about to clean up the more difficult big demons on the battlefield, he suddenly noticed something and looked behind him.

Even though his brain was shattered, Angron did not die. Instead, his body trembled and squirmed in the long silence. After a while, his flesh and blood proliferated, and his bones regenerated inch by inch.

As Angron struggled, his new head screamed in pain. Although it was a bit strange to say this, the Butcher's Nail on his head also re-pierced into his brain and neural cortex during the regeneration process. Compared to the direct shot to the brain by Ron, the pain caused by the Butcher's Nail was even more torturous.

It was not known whether it was an illusion, but the others on the battlefield could keenly notice that there were some strange colors on Angron's body. The Khorne Great Sword secreted strange venom, the pain stimulated the pleasure glands to secrete a large amount, the wings fluttered, and a large number of ethereal mirror images interfered with people's perception...

Chaos has no divisions, is not blessed by a single, or rather, by multiple evil gods of the subspace at the same time, and believes in chaos itself...

But Angron should not have this ability, because his brain is simply incapable of believing and praying. Well, obviously, the Emperor's act of overturning the table has aroused the collective anger of the Chaos Gods.

No, it doesn't necessarily mean flipping the table, but it means cheating.

It's just like playing cards. You're having a good time, but suddenly the Emperor jumps on the table and shits, then smears it on other people's faces. Although it's unclear under what circumstances, others will definitely find a way to stop it... The alliance of the Chaos Gods will not stop until everything returns to its original destiny.

Thinking about this, he looked up at the sky again. As expected, in the gap at the entrance of the webway, the Chaos Gods were also constantly throwing in their chips.

The power backpack behind him had been corrupted by the plague of Nurgle, filled with proliferating fungal blankets and rotten meat, and the thick pipes were constantly flying out of the foul-smelling Nurgle flies, which looked like suffocating black smoke from a distance. Holding a cursed giant sickle, a copper ball covered with bacteria was connected by an iron chain, and a huge respirator covered his mouth and nose. With hoarse breathing, Mortarion was surrounded by bacteria at an alarming speed, and even steel was instantly generating reddish-brown rust, which was disturbing.

He was tall, even taller than his brother, with reddish-brown muscles bulging all over his body, wearing a not-so-thick metal armor, and his bare arms were covered with scary black horny barbs. He had one eye, and a pair of dark blue wings spread out behind him, leaving behind a large number of psychic afterimages composed of multiple geometric shapes when he waved them. His legs were thick anti-jointed, and Magnus held an ancient Egyptian-style recurved blade, with dark blue fire of wisdom floating around him, which seemed to be burning with endless possibilities.

Then there is Guilliman's old friend, whose lower body has turned into a snake, with four slender and strong arms, wearing a garish armor inlaid with various gems, with a seductive face and flowing white hair. Four long swords covered with the curse of Slaanesh make a happy sound in the air. Looking at his flushed expression, he looks like his descendants today, ready to burst into flames at any time in battle. Considering Slaanesh's unlimited indulgence, it is unknown whether this former imperial phoenix is ​​a snake spirit or a tide basin, and there is a high probability that both will appear at the same time.

In addition, the first fallen Primarch of Chaos, Lorgar, also managed to squeeze half of his body into the battlefield. However, only half of his body squeezed in, and the remaining half seemed to have encountered an extremely fierce attack, and was stuck on the other side of the space and violently blasted into by a tough Imperial man in the warp, making a series of Tom's voices in the Tom and Jerry game in the Holy Terra 2k era.

Not sure if it’s the Duck King of the Empire… Wrong, the Crow King.

Ron could more or less guess that this scale of subspace fluctuations had attracted the attention of everyone in the entire galaxy. Just like the evil gods of the subspace would unite without prior agreement, those guys who were loyal to the empire but in hiding would also provide support in their own way.

Although... Ron didn't care about it.

Reappearing behind Angron, before Angron could stand up and attack, Ron stretched out his hand and grabbed Angron's head. With the surge of power, Angron's head was crushed. It can be felt that Angron's head is harder than the last time, as if it has evolved in the battle. But unfortunately, Ron did not give Angron a chance to continue evolving, but directly pulled out Angron's soul——

Looking at the soul being pulled out of the Butcher's Nail, Ron was slightly stunned. Normally, shouldn't the soul be inside the body? Why did it appear inside the Butcher's Nail this time? Was it really the Butcher's Nail that was upgraded to a demon, and the entire body before was just a large human wetware?
He was a little speechless, but Ron didn't care too much. He just watched the secret energy being injected into the soul. With the continuous distortion, his memory and cognition were forcibly extracted to form the wisdom of a madman - to be precise, it was a spiritual consciousness polymer between the wisdom of a madman and the divine wisdom of the superior. If Angron's consciousness could be more clear, then at least it would be the wisdom of the gods. It's a pity that the magic upgrade was completed in a brain-dead state, and the spiritual consciousness polymer extracted was also incomplete.

As for Angron's soul, which had been restored and initialized... I'll stuff it into a blood collection bottle and return it to the Emperor. I think it can be sold for a good price.

Thinking of this, Ron also glanced at Angron's soul.

In a sense, it is a pity, because Angron is born with the ability to feel and share the pain of others. While his own military power is very strong, his own personality is also slow and gentle. If he can return to the Empire, not only will his legion have more cohesion and more development, but also the conflicts between their brothers can be reduced a lot.

after all……

If we switch genders, we can see that she is a gentle and powerful big sister, and she is also the kind with a "broad mind", just like the macrophages in working cells. Who wouldn't love her?
It’s a pity that he’s a man.

Thinking of this, Ron shook his head with some regret, and then looked at the other Primarchs in the sky. Facing their gaze, Ron was also thinking, preparing to sell them for a good price.

Earlier, when they had already arrived at the battlefield and saw Angron being shot in the head by Roen, the demon princes did not care much. Because they knew very well that this enemy must be their former brother to be valued so much by the evil god they believed in. But even so, after seeing Angron's soul being easily restored to factory settings, like a fish being caught and its internal organs emptied out and then stuffed into a jar...

A solemn look appeared in his eyes. The remaining three did not communicate much. They just looked at each other and turned into streams of light at the same time and rushed towards Ron. The stream of light that Mortarion turned into was dark green. Wherever it passed, there was a poisonous fog of Nurgle. The plague that could infect both flesh and inorganic matter in an instant was like a descending cloud covering the large battlefield above its orbit. However, with the Emperor's divine light carried by the living saint, these plagues could not affect the soldiers of the Empire in a short time. Those who could fight in the meat grinder line at the forefront of the battlefield were the elite of the elite of the Empire. Not to mention the mortal veterans, facing the endless demon clusters and the great demons that appeared from time to time, even the ordinary Astartes Space Marines could only survive in seconds here.

The real main force is the war core composed of the Imperial Guards, Sisters of Silence, and Grey Knights, plus the faith BUFF provided by the Living Saint and the Wrathful Archbishop, which ensures the integrity of the front line.

Now, with the impact of the demon princes, the original line began to collapse at a speed visible to the naked eye - in front of these fully strengthened demon princes, even the imperial guards could only barely resist. Even as the works of the Emperor, they were only mortals after all, not demigods who carried the Emperor's genes and the characteristics of the warp.

Especially when the evil gods have used all means to increase their own chips, the Chaos Lords, along with these demon princes, are like the relationship between the Emperor and Roen - Roen can be used as a link node in the material realm to allow the Emperor to release psychic energy more conveniently, quickly and accurately to create a miracle living saint. Similarly, as the Emperor wants to turn the table over and win by evil means, they also begin to use the same means to connect their power with their respective demon princes, and as nodes, to bestow powerful blessings, so that their power blocked in the channel can directly erupt on the battlefield!

With a series of roars and shouts, the Chaos Demons were further strengthened by the blessing power of their respective sources. In the deafening roar, even though the Demon Princes focused their attention on Roen and did not personally interfere with the battlefield below, the Empire's front line still shook visibly. Especially those places that were attacked by the Great Demons themselves were in great danger.

Looking down, Ron was a man who kept his promises. He glanced at the Chaos Demons that blocked his path from all angles. Ron also opened his hands, and then the space behind him changed. With the opening of the Gate of Helheim, a frosty silver expanse came into everyone's sight.

Diana emerged from Helheim, her eyes flashing with excitement and undisguised bloodlust: "Haha! Nice battlefield! I can feel the full madness and death!!"

"I just hope it can be over soon." Following behind Diana, Mr. Freeze shook his head and said expressionlessly in the full-coverage helmet of the cryogenic suit that looked like a test tube: "But I hope to recover some bodies after this. Perhaps more mystical forms can indirectly lead to new breakthroughs in mystical cryogenics."

"..." Hela did not speak. She did not consider herself as Ron's subordinate, nor did she think that Ron, who was given the title of 'Warden' by Odin, was qualified to make demands on her.

But even so, Hela is an Asgardian after all. Looking at the noisy battlefield below, and the various people and even various magical creatures charging and killing each other on it... it is impossible to say that Hela didn't feel the slightest bit of itch.

"Distinguish between the enemy and us, and then start killing." Ron said, "After the battle, take their soul fragments to Mingnu to exchange for work points."

When they heard that they could exchange work points, everyone present's eyes lit up, just like college students hearing about academic credits.

The so-called work points are a special trading system of Roen Park. It is independent of the World Tree system, but can be exchanged for different levels of system coins according to the proportion, so as to have better living conditions in Helheim or become stronger.

All I can say is that this monetary system is very rudimentary, and there is no prohibition on speculation. Any finance student can easily make a fortune here - but no fool would try.

Because Ron is unreasonable and doesn't talk to you about currency credit. As long as Ron thinks you are not good enough, then you are not good enough. Under such circumstances, work points are surprisingly circulated in Helheim.

Before this, work points could only be obtained by completing tasks. But now...

Looking at the endless demons... Can I get it by killing them?
For a moment, accompanied by impatient voices, the Amazon female wolves rushed out first, scrambling to attack the demons that looked big enough - even a fool knows that the stronger the guy, the more work points he can exchange for!
After discovering the arrival of these uninvited guests, the demons also realized the importance of the problem. The commander of the Khorne demons, Skarbrand, immediately noticed Diana, who had the most powerful weapons and personal abilities among the group of women, and launched a fierce attack on her without hesitation.

Diana, wearing the champion's helmet, also rushed forward. If it were in the material realm, Diana had eighteen methods to tear Skarbrand apart with her bare hands, but this was a webway battlefield, and Skarbrand's connection with the Blood God was even stronger, and for a moment the fight was indistinguishable.

Diana has done the dirty work for Ron more than once, and demons exist in many worlds, and they all have a common weakness, which is their own real name, so Diana also has her own experience -

She threw out the Lasso of Truth, which she rarely used (because it was not fun to fight with it), and after grabbing it, Diana asked directly: "Tell me what your real name is, demon!"

Skarbrand was about to sneer at this, but he found that his body began to speak uncontrollably...

With the power of the True Eye Lasso, Diana seemed to have found the official website for downloading Fengling Yueying—the kind that didn't require membership. Having tasted the sweetness, Diana then turned her gaze to the remaining demons.

When the demon princes in the sky discovered this, they also realized the seriousness of the problem and immediately launched a fierce attack, deciding to solve the problem from the source!

(End of this chapter)