Self-discipline is king in horse riding and slashing

Time flies, and the "control" plan of the Holy Light God System has entered the fourth millennium.

M127.497, Chaos Realm, at the crack in the timeline barrier.

Roar~!

Woohoo!

Gaka!

The roars of wild beasts, the cries of the dead, and the whimpers of resentful souls have become the main themes of this withered land.

The undead power spreading from the rift also gradually spread from a distance of 800 years to 1200 years, and there was no sign of stopping, even though almost all the chaos demons gathered here.

Although they are very efficient in hunting and devouring the Undead swarms, compared with the speed of the Undead swarms' reinforcements, it is like a small stone dropped into the sea, failing to cause any ripples.

Therefore, even though there were no obstacles on the road to the rift, the extraordinary gods who absorbed the power of the undead and advanced rapidly here had no intention of going in to explore.

Not to mention, they already knew that the rift was a place where one could only exit but not enter.

In a "hunting ground" where there is no distinction between chaos, order, and neutrality, and where all you can see are enemies,

No one would be stupid enough to give up the opportunity to absorb power, risk losing their life at any time, stare at the surging and violent swarm of insects, and go to decipher the extremely difficult timeline rift.

Unless that person is confident enough and has strong strength.

"New World..."

Without the notice of the extraordinary gods who were hunting the swarm of soul-killing insects, the Four Chaos Gods, each of whom had seized an embryo of an extraordinary divine weapon, quietly appeared.

The strange thing was that no one noticed them because they did not try to conceal their breath.

What was even more strange was that even though they yelled at the top of their lungs, no one even looked at them.

"Don't look at it, this little thing didn't lie to us, they can't see it."

The Blood God Khorne, who had been seriously injured 2.3 years ago, has now recovered as before. He holds a blood-red giant axe in his left hand and a demon shield embedded in his chest. After Slaanesh finished expressing his feelings, he took over the topic in time.

"Don't wait, start now, don't let that person find out!"

The Lord of Change, who was defeated by the Blood God in the last battle, was talking about the Chosen One of Chaos, who issued a conscription order to almost everyone in the Extraordinary Mortal Timeline.

The reason why he was so nervous was that he could clearly feel that the "conscription order" that appeared in his mind and could not be driven away was becoming more and more prominent.

"Let's get started, there better be no accidents!"

Nurgle, who abandoned his beloved garden and put many "beloved" goddesses into his stomach, showed a rare look of anxiety on his face.

"Little thing, start quickly, or I will sew your family of four together!"

Slaanesh, who had maintained her female appearance most of the time since she had her eldest son, stretched out her index finger with blue nails and pointed at the figure on the Blood God's right hand.

"No, no, I'm willing to do anything, just let my family go!"

The one who was screaming in panic was none other than Millhouse Manastorm who had been kidnapped again.

1 years ago, he was still under the command of the Nathrezim pantheon, and he had to survive cautiously by watching their faces. In fact, he was still the same 2 years ago.

The reason why he fell into the hands of the Blood God was not because he had conducted some outrageous teleportation experiment, nor was it because he ran into the other party while escaping, but because he was working normally on the ship and was forcibly taken out of the magic spaceship by someone.

That person was none other than the Four Chaos Gods who controlled his entire family.

"you..."

At that time, he had not yet recovered from the scene of the four gods appearing together.

You know, although he was kidnapped by the Nathrezim pantheon and forced to work for them and study various magical technologies, in fact, his heart has never wavered.

I, Millhouse, am the greatest wizard and leader of the Manastorm family. How can I succumb to the dregs of Chaos? !

This is what he said to himself in his heart, and it is also the reason why he was not corrupted by Chaos.

At this moment, if Chen Sheng, who thought that the other party was missing, was here, he would definitely give the other party a big thumbs up after knowing the truth.

It was because, the performance of this dwarf madman, who was extremely unreliable in his eyes, was beyond his expectations.

"You, what are you going to do to me? What are you going to do to my family?!"

Millhouse was able to speak normally under the gaze of the Four Chaos Gods and the pressure of a huge difference in strength. If his acquaintances knew about this, they would definitely be shocked again. If they were alive...

"Little thing, do you know how to cross the timeline barrier?"

Slaanesh, who was pinching Milriss Manastorm with two fingers, glanced at Tzeentch, who was hooking Milriss Manastorm with his nails, and then turned his gaze to the leader of the Manastorm family, whose divine body was slightly deformed.

"I know, I know, as long as my family is okay, I'm willing to do anything."

This situation made Milhouse give up any delusions.

After all, he couldn't even break free from the Goddess Queen of the Nathrezim, let alone the combat power ceiling of the transcendental timeline.

At this moment, he didn't even dare to think about what kind of tragic end would happen if he went against such an irresistible enemy without even a glimmer of hope.

Although, he knew very well that even if he cooperated 100%, the hope of his family's survival was slim.

However, if he could delay the pain for his family, he would be content.

I tried my best... Holy Light, if you can hear me, please come and save my family...

He had been held captive by the Nathrezim for nearly 11 years and had been kept in isolation, something he only discovered a long time later.

Although two thousand years had passed from the magic airship to the hiding place of the Four Chaos Gods and then to the rift in the timeline barrier, in reality, it was only the blink of an eye.

In a state of panic, he spent all his time on his wife and children except for building the world-breaking teleporter. He never thought of asking for help from the Chosen One of Holy Light.

Until now, until his family members were picked up one by one at a time.