"A bunch of idiots!" Demon Momah roared in the darkness.

Through the artifact Demon Eye, it watched the whole process of the orcs guiding the horrors to attack the First Order Energy Barrier.

It was not so much that it was dissatisfied with the performance of the orcs and the frightened monsters, but rather that it was an impotent rage in the face of the extremely difficult warbands of the First Order combat units.

Momah was one of the subordinates of the famous Grand Demon Sakabrand.

Saca Brand the Wanderer, one of the legendary demons under the command of the evil god Fear.

His most legendary act is that under the prodding of Tzeentch, he chopped an axe of terror and abuse.

Although this axe only carved a small insignificant hole in the armor of terror, it was still enough to blow for a lifetime.

Hence the title of 'Wanderer' of Sakabrand.

After chopping the axe, it was caught by the Sadist and dragged to the top of the Brass Castle (the Sadist's lair) before being thrown out. This was the beginning of the banishment.

It is said that Sakabrand traveled through the entire subspace during his fall, and it took him eight days and nights before landing in a ravine and breaking his wings.

This kind of legend, which sounds a lot like the process of Lucifer, the morning star of the Origin World, was sent to hell, Kane never believed.

He thinks it's all just a propaganda story deliberately concocted to add to the legend. For this reason, even basic common sense is ignored.

It also passed through the entire subspace, and fell for eight days, when the subspace was nine layers of heaven, and the brass castle was the heaven on it?

But Casabland is really not an ordinary person, Kane admits that.

As one of the great demons under the command of the Sadists, Casabland represents the concept of rage.

Madness is an emotion, and anger is the same, and when the two are combined, the state is very strange, almost blind, and there is basically no loyalty or logic involved.

This is also the main reason why Casabland even cuts his own boss, or his father.

The Sadist also knew this, so he spared Casabland's life.

Interestingly, after being exiled, Casabland was able to serve the Horror better than in the past, creating oceans of blood again and again in the name of the Blood God.

Momah is the son of Casabland, representing what little sanity Casabland has left.

As such, unlike its other brethren, it prefers to plot to achieve its goals.

The orcs of the Casso family have become what they are now through their planning and operation. The Horror Monster is also the one who guided the orcs to find it, and secretly intervened to help lead the troublemaker.

And these are not known to Orson the Cruel.

Moma was engaged in the sacrifice of Madison and Demibuki in the Cazus, and when he strengthened the troublemaker, he was attracted by the powerful soul fluctuations of the sacrifice and secretly boarded the ship.

Originally, it was only intended to offer the Orcs of the Gazo family as a gift to Casabland.

After all, orcs are war creatures, and if it weren't for the difficulty of submission, they would definitely replace humans as the race of choice for the Sadistic demons to recruit cannon fodder.

Momar had always found this project very interesting, but it was very difficult to make it happen, and this time when he found the Orcs of the Gazole in subspace, he felt that it was a godsend.

So with 'revenge' as the starting point, step by step led the orcs into the urn.

Although there were such and such problems in the process, they were solved one by one after all. The project continues to advance, and the blackening and degeneration of the orcs are also obvious to all, and finally to the point where it is not the last big step.

Since it is revenge, it must be to let the orcs who will not hesitate to do so for the sake of the concept to vent this evil anger in their hearts, and then take advantage of the confusion after completing the revenge to complete the final mental erosion, so that it will completely return to chaos.

For this reason, Moma deliberately took out his own 'treasure' and guided the Casso orcs to find the horror monster in the ruins of a certain subspace. It is because in addition to feeling the strong hatred of the Casian orcs for their enemies, it also feels fear and helplessness.

Moma realized that the target of the Orcs of the Chalces was very powerful, the kind of existence that almost completely defeated a group of orcs who were at their peak, and was so angry that they couldn't even give birth to the courage to take revenge.

So it invested in the rare Horror card to insure the project.

However, when the Cacyclic orcs actually confronted their vengeance, Momah reversed, and all of this was not worth mentioning.

If he had hair, Moma would have lost all his hair by now. In this way, the mind that stimulates itself to be too hot to think can be calmed down again.

"What kind of enemy is this! How can there be such a powerful warband in the physical universe? and I was provoked by these orcs, this project that seems to be worth investing in is a black pit at all!"

If he could do it all over again, Momar swore he would stay away and not touch the stinky shit of the Casian orcs to avoid bad luck.

But now, it's hard to ride a tiger.

Not only did it throw a lot of 'money', but the cow was blown out, saying that it was going to give his father Saka Brand a special gift on a special day, but it looked like it was coming to an end, but the project was to be pasted, how could it have the time and financial resources to find a replacement?

Just when Momah was at a loss, the frightened monsters, the orcs who had been killed, screamed.

Horrors belong to the kind of species that the hungrier they are, the more combative they are.

The god-like immortality is both a gift and a curse.

It is true that they will not die, and they can be reborn like a phoenix nirvana, but because of this, they have an endless hunger and thirst that ordinary people can hardly imagine.

If hunger is a negative level, and a person who is dying of starvation has a hunger perception of -3, then the horror monster can experience a hunger level of at least -100.

Going down, it's not that you can't realize it, but that you've completely lost your mind and devoured everything around you.

In fact, when it reaches -70 or above, the Horror Beast will eat even its own kind to quench its hunger and thirst.

On the other hand, when the satiety is relatively high, it will be divided because it cannot bear the price of devouring a large number of souls.

Therefore, they are always in a state of hunger, and the most comfortable thing for them is that they are still a short distance away from splitting, and they are not very hungry, so they can be relatively picky eaters.

Theoretically, the Horror Monster also has a real state of comfort, that is, starting from refining food, using a god-like belief to transform the mechanism of divine power, creating soul power with low side effects, and feeding the Horror Monster.

For the Horrors, it's like a wolf-to-dog process.

Dogs are omnivorous, and although they don't love steamed rice or something, they can also live a full life.

The same is true for the frightened monsters, which can be adjusted slowly, and when the problem of hunger and thirst is basically solved, reason can return little by little, and there will be a chance to climb out of the pit of sin and return to the sequence of primordial gods.

It's a pity that this is the Warhammer 40K universe, not the DND universe where the god system flourishes.

The sins of the gods in the DND universe are generally created by the gods, and in this universe, the gods and spirits, like the gods, are born and raised.

For example, most of the star gods, who know their existence, are willing to admit the status of their gods, although they are cruel and moody to ordinary beings.

It's not good, it's just like being scared. Earlier, I didn't meet a race like the Death-Fears (the predecessor of the Space Necromancy), who were self-proclaimed servants of gods, no one raised them, they were used to it, and they didn't understand the truth of relaxation and moderation, so they blindly indulged, and it turned out to be what it is now.

In Kane's words after reading Miranda's relevant analysis, he said with emotion: "Mortals are immortal and long-sighted, but at what cost? ”

Kane seems to be talking about horror, but in fact he is talking about a kind of ending of his own.

When his life comes to an end, he has no regrets and his humanity is gone, or he is completely annihilated, and his Dao nature dominates his will, he may be as ruthless as the Heavenly Dao and only rationality remains, or he may be completely sunk like a frightened monster.

It's like a real madman doesn't know he's a madman, but before every madman, probably no one wants to see that end up like that one day.

Speaking of which, this is also a question of those who have crossed the cycle of life and death to be qualified to trouble, and at the same time, it is also the price of crossing the cycle of life and death, or a curse.

Kane did not give such philosophical questions a deep dive, lest he get himself into it again.

There was a time when he tried to find out, and he thought a lot and deeply.

But later, when he understood that he was born or infinite, but that his life had an end, he gradually stopped bothering to think about divinity in terms of human nature.

They all say that they will specialize in what they do, live a life, just consider personnel, don't think about those that are too far away, there are not, the things in front of you have not been perfected, and those ethereal utopias are lofty, which is a false empty vanity.

What a simple truth, but it takes tens of thousands of years to go around and around to truly comprehend. Kane didn't think he was stupid. But all types of people have their own sluggish points, like him, who used to fight against time to climb high, is very slow to perceive this kind of problem, because this kind of problem has been packaged by people like him with a very beautiful concept, ideals, and even dreams!

I have a dream!

And now, he even wants to swear and complain about this concept: Ma provoked Fack's indiscriminate pouring of chicken soup, which hurt people a lot.

Judging from the achievements made, he seems to be suspected of picking up the bowl to eat and putting down the bowl to scold his mother.

After all, without the support of dreams, he would not be able to get to where he is today.

But people are always less sensitive to what they already have, such as breathing, or the basic power outages that they have become accustomed to and the Internet is always available......

Kane is the same, when he thinks of this aspect of things, the memories that pour into his mind first are basically those negative memories that have a particularly profound impact, all kinds of pain, and the dilemma of making people as human and ghost, and the corresponding gains are greatly diluted.

Kane's enemies do not downplay these, on the contrary, they are very envious.

It's like Orson the Cruel, who, after witnessing the latest half-time between the First Order warbands and the Horrors, has nothing left to say other than swearing.

It's so bullish, why isn't it me?

An existence like Aosen, he thought that he had seen all the winds and waves, and the Evil God Garden was just like that, but now he couldn't help but be jealous.

The reason is that what Kane has, more precisely, the First Order is currently showing, is exactly what Orson dreams of.

After all, Orson was also a human being, growing up in a humanistic environment similar to the origin world, and witnessed the advancement of technology on productivity, as well as the various benefits it brought to people, including his own Space Marine's 19 transformation surgeries, all attributed to the height of technology. From the bottom of his heart, he still recognizes this technical system.

Technology is the ideal, and extraordinary technology is the dream. Sitting on ideals and dreams, the husband should be like this!

After living for nearly 10,000 years, Orson finally found a realistic version of his dream today, but it turned out to be an enemy, and a powerful enemy that he couldn't handle and would probably pass by the knowledge related to it. Don't mention the sourness in my heart.

This is even more sad than seeing the goddess of dreams in reality, only to use this discovery for a certain handsome Fula Piti. After all, it is easy to grow old, but dreams are a lifelong thing.

Sour to sour, the thoughts in Aosen's heart are becoming more and more firm at this time.

Horror is a special creature that he has dealt with. At that time, he was still a glorious Astarte monk, and during a mission, he inadvertently broke into the underground palace of an extinct race, which was a sealed place, but unfortunately they only figured it out after the incident, and at that time they only felt that this trip was not bad, not only found a large number of rare metals, but also found relatively complete civilization creations, which could be sold at a good price in the Mechanicus Cult and add some handy equipment to the warband.

As a result, in the depths of the underground palace, they encountered a frightened monster, like a small dirt mountain, covering an area of more than 100 square meters and a height of more than 10 meters.

The big monster Astarte monks have seen a lot, and even when the reserve Astarte monks were screened, there was a pass similar to hunting a mammoth alone.

And the one in front of him, compared to the mammoth, is just uglier and more distorted.

Soon they understood how wrong they were for what they thought was 'that'!

It was also that incident that created a huge psychological shadow for Aosen, making him aware of the limitations of science and technology, no matter how bullish science and technology are, in the face of unreasonable transcendence, it is not worth mentioning, all theorems and formulas, all overturned, make you doubt life, this is extraordinary.

It was this realization that made Orson begin to think about what kind of work he and even the profession of Astarte was doing.

The more I think about it, the more I question it, the more I feel worthless about the effort I made in life and death, and finally betrayal.

Therefore, when the frightened monster appeared on the battlefield, Orson was also quite sour for a while, the kind of love and hate, joy and fear of sourness.

"Feel the fear I once tasted!" a voice in his heart shouted gloatingly.

"What the hell is this? How can there be such a thing? This is a big loss of control of events! Collapse like this, how can I do business?" and another voice made such an angry accusation.

And all of this, with the first order calmly retreating, the cluster charge hair was not fished, but the frightened monster with a swollen face could only vent his anger with the orcs, and it became worthless.

What is forced. That's it.

The previous First Order wargroup was not three-dimensional enough.

But now it's three-dimensional.

The almost invincible nightmare in your heart, in the eyes of others, is just a little monster that can be dealt with calmly, so compared, the sense of gap is immediately clear, this is three-dimensional.

The First Order War Group is really very powerful at first sight, and the more you get in touch, the more powerful you feel, it is simply the perfect war group in your heart.

Orson is now the slightest unconvinced, and his mind is gone.

"You must sell it and get rid of it as soon as possible, but the other party dares to lower the price, even if it is a god, you have to smack it in the face!"