mtlumby2d Chapter 285 Kahn's Gaze
Chapter 285 Kahn's Gaze
Deep within the chaotic realm, a low roar echoed from the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord's ruined palace. Though his physical form had reformed, his power was far from its peak. Woda Blood's defeat infuriated him, yet he dared not act personally—the shadow of that mortal Russell, who had once joined forces with the Grey Knights to banish him, still lingered in his mind.
"Woda Bloodshine! You incompetent piece of trash!" The voice of the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord was like countless voices superimposed, filled with blasphemy and rage. "You can't even defeat a mortal, yet you dare to call yourself the champion of Khorne!"
His figure twisted and shifted within the chaotic energy, countless faces simultaneously displaying expressions of rage. His fingers traced lines in the air, and dark red energy coalesced into the image of Vodar Bloodsong—the Khorne Champion defeated by Russell.
"Russell..." The Thousand-Faced Demon Lord's voice was low and cold, carrying a rare hint of apprehension, "This mortal... his golden spiritual energy can actually suppress the power of chaos... and even banished me..."
Countless faces on his body simultaneously displayed a thoughtful expression. He knew that his current power was insufficient to confront Russell directly; he needed a more powerful pawn—someone capable of making the entire galaxy tremble.
“Kahn…” The Thousand-Faced Demon Lord’s voice carried a chilling laugh, “The traitor Kahn… This guy is powerful enough, insane enough… He will be Russell’s nightmare.”
His fingers swept through the air, and chaotic energy coalesced into a portal. In the dark red light, a tall figure gradually appeared—it was the traitor Kahn, his body enveloped in chaotic energy, the chainsaw axe in his hand emitting a piercing roar.
"Kahn," the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord's voice whispered like a revelation from the abyss, "I have a task for you..."
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Deep within the chaotic realm, in the ruined palace of the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord, the figure of the traitor Cain stood like an enraged mountain. His chainsaw axe roared in his hand, its serrated blade gleaming with a bloodthirsty light. His eyes burned with the flames of chaos, yet were filled with disdain and rage towards the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord.
"You think I'd become your pawn, Tzeentch's lackey?" Kahn's voice thundered, filled with rage and contempt. "I, Kahn, fight only for myself! Get out of my way, you cowardly liar!"
His chainsaw axe swung down fiercely, tearing a dark rift in the air with chaotic energy. The Thousand-Faced Demon Lord's figure vanished instantly beneath the axe blade, transforming into countless distorted faces, each bearing a chilling smile.
"Kahn, why are you so angry?" The voice of the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord came from all directions, full of seduction and whispers, "I just want to give you a chance... a chance to prove that you are stronger than Russell."
“Russell?” A flicker of interest crossed Kahn’s eyes, but it was quickly replaced by anger. “Don’t think I don’t know your tricks! You want to use me against that mortal so you can reap the benefits!”
The Thousand-Faced Demon Lord's laughter echoed in the air, as if countless voices were superimposed: "Kahn, don't you want to prove yourself? That mortal... he once joined forces with the Grey Knights to banish me. His golden psionic power can even restrain the power of chaos... Don't you want to tear him apart with your own hands and prove that you are the strongest warrior of chaos?"
Kahn swung his chainsaw axe once more, cleaving the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord's phantom into pieces. But the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord's whispers still echoed in his ears, those words coiling around his heart like venomous snakes.
“Russell…” Kahn murmured, his eyes burning with fighting spirit and madness, “Perhaps… I will go find him. But not for you, Tzeentch’s lackey! But to prove that I, Kahn, am the strongest warrior!”
The phantom of the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord recombines in the distance, countless faces simultaneously revealing chilling smiles: "Go, Kahn... go prove your power. I will watch you from the shadows... watch you tear that mortal apart."
Kahn roared and swung his chainsaw axe again, but the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord's figure had completely vanished, leaving only his nauseating laughter echoing in the air.
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The traitor Kahn stood on the desolate land of the Chaos Realm, his chainsaw axe humming in his hand, its serrated blade gleaming with a bloodthirsty light. His eyes burned with the flames of chaos, yet within them mingled a rare interest.
“Russell…” Kahn murmured, a hint of amusement in his voice, “A mere mortal was able to banish the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord… That’s quite an interesting thing.”
The whispers of the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord echoed in his mind; those seductive words, while enraging him, also piqued his curiosity. A mortal, with golden psionic power, had actually defeated Khorne's demon prince—such an opponent was worth facing in person.
“Lord Kahn,” a Chaos Warrior stepped forward and knelt on one knee, “what should we do next?”
A sinister smile crept across Kahn's lips: "Assemble our fleet and prepare to head to Planet Kairos IV. I want to personally meet this mortal named Russell."
The Chaos Warrior paused for a moment, then bowed his head and replied, "Yes, sir!"
Kahn's chainsaw axe arced through the air, chaotic energy coalescing on its blade. His eyes burned with fighting spirit and madness: "Russell... let me see what you're really capable of!"