Boom! Yang Tao used the Warhammer in his hand to block the massive battle-axe swinging at him. A creature with two wings on its back, fiery red all over like a standard Nether demon, was charging at him, an axe in one hand and a chain-hammer in the other.
It was a Greater Daemon of Khorne.
And it was a Greater Daemon of Khorne from Khorne's Third Legion; its strength was formidable, and even Yang Tao, after taking a hit from its battle-axe, was struggling.
However, this also ignited the brutality within Yang Tao. With the blessing of infinite stamina, the Warhammer in his hand was wielded with incredible power, and any lesser demons that came too close would be inadvertently smashed into paste.
Though called lesser demons, their status among demons was roughly equivalent to a foot soldier, but their strength was enough to single-handedly challenge a Space Marine or beat up a group of Imperial Swordsmen in a medieval world.
Suddenly, Yang Tao felt a peculiar power observing him. The next moment, methods for using the Warhammer appeared in his mind.
Yang Tao: "..."
'I... I've been blessed by Khorne?'
However, it was all combat techniques, with no hidden agendas.
With these techniques, combined with his already immense strength, he was finally no longer being suppressed by the Greater Daemon of Khorne in front of him.
Instead, the fight gradually became a back-and-forth.
'Could it be that my fighting a stronger opponent sparked Khorne's interest?'
Yang Tao thought it was highly possible. If it were other Chaos Gods, there might be issues, but Khorne was different; He had no convoluted schemes.
No matter what your identity, as long as He deems you courageous, He will bless you, even if you are an enemy of Khorne's army, it doesn't matter.
Once you step onto the battlefield, you will find that your goal and His are usually consistent; He wants people to die, it doesn't matter who dies, and you want to live, so others must die.
"Die!!"
Finding an opening, Yang Tao used his Warhammer to block the Greater Daemon of Khorne's attack, then lunged forward, pinning it to the ground and repeatedly smashing his fists into its head.
The bull-like horns were directly ripped off by Yang Tao. With the buffs provided by the accessory, he completely ignored the flames on the horns.
Blood and teeth flew.
For Orks, this was like getting loot from a monster.
Boom...
The Big Mek in the rear also began to exert itself. More and more war-wagons and large Iron Kanz were sent to the battlefield, and the green fungal growths began to spread. New Gretchin and Snotlings matured, then sought enough nutrients to supply the developing greenskins in the underground spore sacs.
Everything began to fall into place.
Surrounded by demons, Yang Tao actually felt himself getting stronger the more he fought. Not only was there the Orks' 'Waaagh!' energy, but also a mysterious blessing was taking effect.
'If this keeps up, am I going to become Khorne's Chosen? No, no... Khorne should be my chosen.'
Facing another Greater Daemon of Khorne, Yang Tao now dealt with it with ease.
Against the backdrop of the blood-red sky, Yang Tao felt everything around him was red. The air was filled with the mixed scent of gunpowder, sulfur, and charcoal.
This smell didn't make him feel nauseous at all; in fact, smelling it made him feel like he was sniffing an stimulant.
Bang...
Yang Tao was sent flying backward, the armor on his chest directly cleaved open by the battle-blade in the Greater Daemon of Khorne's hand.
The strength between Greater Daemons also varied wildly, and the Greater Daemon in front of him was clearly not one he could handle at his current level.
Touching the wound on his chest, Yang Tao reached out and grabbed the completely useless armor on his body, pulling it off with a yank.
Black squares appeared on his body, the burly Ork Warboss vanished, and Yang Tao returned to his original form, holding a Red Matter Katar in one hand and a massive Warhammer several times larger than himself in the other.
Buzz... buzz...
Strange sounds continuously rang out.
Some of the lowest-tier lesser demons silently collapsed to the ground.
"Human?? How interesting!"
The Greater Daemon of Khorne somewhat doubted its eyes. It was clearly an extremely powerful greenskin Warboss, so how did it suddenly turn into a human?
Not just him, even the Orks in the midst of battle were stunned.
How did their most Waaagh! boss turn into a shrimp?
In front of everyone, Yang Tao instantly changed his attire, donning a green cloak and shouting loudly: "It was I who led all the Orks in this very Waaagh! battle!!"
"And I have green on me, so I am an Ork!!"
"Waaagh!"
The Greater Daemon of Khorne almost burst out laughing. Although it didn't often emerge from the Warp, it could still distinguish between humans and Orks.
"That's a good joke. I'll take your head!"
But then something that left him dumbfounded happened.
Some greenskins closer to Yang Tao actually raised their weapons and let out a Waaagh! roar, becoming even more battle-hardened.
Greater Daemon of Khorne: "..."
Yang Tao: "..."
Seriously, guys, you actually believed that!
He could feel the 'Waaagh!' energy surging from the bodies of those Orks towards him, but he currently had no way to use this power to strengthen his body.
So he directly used this energy to connect to the Ork psychic local area network.
Thus, he transformed back into a human form and rejoined the Ork local area network, only he couldn't use the energy to get stronger the more he fought.
"What a bunch of brainless bugs!"
The Greater Daemon of Khorne felt its limited intelligence being rubbed into the ground. It raised its battle-blade and fiercely swung it at Yang Tao.
No matter if he was human or Ork, what it wanted was battle and blood, and the heads of the strong.
The massive Warhammer abruptly vanished, replaced by the True Last Sword. He dodged the opponent's attack with a flash.
With extreme speed, he wielded the True Last Sword and stabbed towards the opponent's arm.
The Greater Daemon of Khorne showed no contempt at this. Its rich combat experience told it not to suffer any injuries on the battlefield.
But Yang Tao instantly appeared in front of the opponent. In the Greater Daemon of Khorne's eyes, the True Last Sword, which was the size of a toothpick, pierced only a few centimeters into its chest.
An indescribable power instantly devoured it. Without even a chance to make a sound, its body burst into raging flames, turning into a pile of ashes and disappearing in an instant.
His actions immediately made more Orks 'believe' in his strength again.
Rumble.
Streaks of lightning descended from the sky, incinerating Greater Daemons of Khorne that stepped onto the battlefield.
Suddenly, the war escalated again.
Yang Tao moved like a phantom on the battlefield, constantly flashing and appearing across the battleground. Wherever he went, all demons silently collapsed to the ground.