Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry.

After hearing this, Tzeentch reluctantly took back his hand, and then quickly ran towards the realm of Khorne with Nurgle.

On the way, Tzeentch saw the territory of Brother Mao. He pricked up his ears and listened in. He only heard Brother Mao's bored and depressed sigh.

At this time, Brother Mao was sitting in front of a large table. The table was filled with war machines he had made. In order to allow these machines to play a certain role, Brother Mao even laid out a rather grand defensive position on the table.

Two armies faced each other, one was the orcs painted in red paint, and the other was the orcs painted in purple paint. Brother Mao grabbed a red bomber and gently rubbed his fingers against the belly of the plane, and the bomber's engine rumbled.

However, Brother Mao did not let go of the bomber from his fingers, but held the bomber and flew it up and down like a child playing with a toy.

"Boom! Boom!" The bomber soared over the table, and then Brother Mao aimed the bomber at a tank, "Da da da da da da!"

The rain of bullets shredded the tank, and Brother Mao shouted, "Good shot! No, we were shot! Get away from the bomber quickly!"

The bomber was thrown out by Brother Mao and was blown to pieces on a fortress. Then Brother Mao jumped to the other side of the table and laughed evilly, "Haha, Brother Brother, why don't you have a long memory?"

Brother Mao jumped back again, thickened his voice and replied, "I'm really annoyed by such a loser like you!"

Brother Mao laughed twice, and then he became too melancholy to say anything.

"Brother Go won't say these words..." Brother Mao scratched his head and looked back at Brother Go's head, hoping that he would fly up and give him a hard blow, and then smash the table to pieces.

With his expectant eyes, Brother Go's head didn't move.

Brother Mao pursed his lips and sat at the table with his head in one hand and a machine in his hand to pass the time.

"Hey!"

"Who called me?"

Brother Mao looked in the direction of the shouts and saw Tzeentch with a smile on his face and Nurgle who looked like a poop beside him.

"What are you doing here? Get out of here, get out of here, I'm not in the mood to play with you." Brother Mao waved his hands impatiently, without any encouragement, and he couldn't arouse interest in many things. Seeing Tzeentch can only remind Brother Mao of the happy past of the two brothers. They smashed Tzeentch's labyrinth to pieces and plucked the hair of his birdmen and roasted them.

Tzeentch gestured to Nurgle, asking him to calm down, and then he sat opposite Brother Mao and talked, "You have suffered such a big loss, don't you want to take revenge and go back?"

Think about it, think about it very much. But...can't beat it.

Brother Mao glared at Tzeentch angrily, feeling that this birdman really didn't use his brain when he spoke.

Tzeentch's face froze when he realized that he was despised by Brother Mao. Then he suppressed his dissatisfaction with Brother Mao and continued, "I know what you are worried about, but I have found a way to fight against him. We can have a fight." A fair fight."

"A fair fight? Are you crazy, you idiot? Whoever fights you fairly will be the leader if he has the bigger fist. If I were as powerful as him, I would have killed you all long ago." Brother Mao said to Tzeentch scoffed at Tzeentch's suggestion, "Get out of here quickly, don't waste my time."

"Forget it, Tzeentch, don't waste your time." Nurgle complained dissatisfiedly. Tzeentch responded several times, then got up and followed Nurgle away.

Brother Mao didn't look at them, his face was full of disdain, but there was also a sense of curiosity that couldn't be hidden in his eyes.

The more I think about it, the more curious I become, and the more curious I become, the more I think about it. Brother Mao scratched his head and scratched his head, tapping his feet uncontrollably. Finally, he held his head and wailed. He picked up Brother Brother's head and asked, "Tell me, should I follow or not?"

Brother Mao took a deep breath, pressed Brother Go's head on the table and gave it a sharp spin. Brother Go's head was spinning rapidly, and Brother Mao was staring at it quite seriously. Finally, Brother Go pointed his head in the direction where Tzeentch and Nurgle left. Brother Mao nodded clearly and found a can of purple paint from the box.

"Let's go."

Brother Mao, who was dressed in purple, hugged Brother Go's head and followed quietly.

Tzeentch and Nurgle came to the realm of Khorne, where there was no longer the anxiety and fury of the past. The eight walls built by Khorne were shattered by Lin Fan, and the skulls of the brave men inside were scattered on the ground.

Many guards stood in the gaps in the wall, raising their weapons against Tzeentch Nurgle coming from afar. Tzeentch cast his gaze impatiently, and these powerful warriors were sealed by the crystal and unable to move.

Khorne sat on the Brazen Throne, weak but not blind enough to see the sound of Nurgle Tzeentch knocking on the door.

Khorne had expected this to happen, and the gods launched a crusade against him. Khorne took up the challenge gloriously and defeated them all.

"But you still let me down... After all, the villain and the dead man only dare to take advantage of others' danger." Khorne was angry because of his disappointment. He stood up from the throne, clenched the heavy sword beside him, and looked at it tightly. Staring at Tzeentch and Nurgle who were getting closer and closer to him.

"Khorne! We are not here to fight you this time! We hope to join forces with you to fight against the Subjectors!"

Tzeentch's voice came from afar, and when he heard that these two cowards didn't even come here to take advantage of others' danger, Khorne became even more angry. He raised his heavy sword and used the blade to stop Tzeentch Nurgle's pace, and then he replied decisively, "Then prove that you are worthy of the alliance!"

"Khorne, the situation is urgent, we can't waste time." Nurgle said earnestly, but Khorne couldn't listen to these nonsense, and rushed towards the two gods with his heavy sword.

"It's just a bit of work." Tzeentch sneered at Khorne's ignorance of current affairs. He wanted to tear apart Khorne's heavy armor and cut off his fighting spirit.

The two gods are ready to fight, and the war is about to break out.

But at this moment, a thick and strong stick hit Khorne hard on the head.

boom!

Khorne's helmet was twisted and twisted, and he fell to the ground without making a sound.

Brother Mao jumped out from behind Khorne, clamped the stick between his thighs, grinned and rubbed his hands. The reaction of the stick made his hands numb and painful.

After feeling a little better, Brother Mao stepped on Khorne's back and laughed proudly, "Wahahahaha! Even Brother Gor can't stand up to this sap like me."

Tzeentch and Nurgle looked at each other.

"Is Khorne so weak now?"

"Who knows, you have to ask Slaanesh."

After a quick exchange of eyes, Nurgle said to Brother Mao, "So are you willing to join?"

Brother Mao jumped up suddenly, still showing disdain, "I have no interest in your plan, I just passed by and saw this thing that didn't please me."

After saying that, Brother Mao quenched his saliva on Khorne, then stepped hard and left.

"Ha... Brother Mao's character is really interesting." Tzeentch laughed twice, then ran to Khorne and took off all his armor.