As for whether to save the Nehekhara people, he had the answer before.

Otherwise, just now, the dimensional wind roar would not have been released with all its strength to relieve the Nehekhara people in the sky.

As for maybe getting them to appreciate it later?

Eski doesn't have any illusions.

Judging from the cancellation a few months ago, the possibility that the Nehekhara people can reconcile with him is too low.

After all, he announced in front of everyone that he had caused massacre in the palace of Lahmia, the most prosperous among the Nehekhara kingdoms.

Looking at the Nehekhara soldiers below who were being harvested like weeds and the increasingly chaotic phalanx at the rear, Eski decided to help again.

In this case, at least the people of Nehekhara can face a common enemy.

After looking around, Esky found that the most effective way was to find ways to hinder the incarnation of the god.

With the power of a god, as long as he goes to war on his own front, he is already helping his enemies, not to mention the contradiction in his priesthood. It was once rumored that he had the intention to fight against Chaos.

"As a godless god, shouldn't he be against chaos? How can he mix with chaos!"

Eski's deep magic vision unfolds in that direction, and the breath of the world flows wirelessly in his senses. Every sound of the earth shaking and every wave blown by the wind enters his heart.

However, when he approached the atheistic god with such keen senses, Esky immediately saw a scene that shocked him.

"Tzeentch?!"

In his field of vision, blue-violet energy was acting on the incarnation of this god. Obviously, it was the power of the Lord of Changes. It was a good plan to let the atheistic god fight on behalf of the gods.

Then the only remaining battle left is to break Tzeentch's magic.

As long as the old man realizes that he is in the Chaos camp, the noise caused by the incarnation of a god is enough to feed the remaining Chaos.

The two red eyes of the white mouse probably counted the chaotic soldiers.

Most of the magic arms are trolls, centaurs, and hounds that can live in the material world. Demons are just the screamers in the sky who were shot down by him before.

Even if the opponent's commander hides several big demons, he can't stop a god who makes trouble.

Just as he was planning, a familiar trace of the magical wind appeared in his sight, a blue-black trail.

Soon, a cold will accompanied by a huge magic device appeared in Eski's consciousness.
Chapter completed!