Second Brew and the Bloody Battle Begins

(General POV)

Location the Nethervoid-Castle Neo Oblivion, Throne Room

The Dark One and his Wives were sitting in their thrones, surrounded by succubi, serving them as they were all drinking ambrossia as they just watched, L'litha not only killed two eldars and was commenting on brewing ambrossia.

When a Lilim came into the throne room to inform them, that a succubus that went crazy by worry and anxiety believing she has offended and caused Laharl to be enraged and make the quake on the Nethervoid, and that anxiety made her sink deeper into paranoia, and despair which the lilim pointed at the view of L'litha saying that is the result.

Now, to get forgiveness and attonment for her false crime/sin, by creating the perfect brew of ambrossia once the lilim finished her report, she'd bowed to them and returned to the dining hall.

After all of them took a drink and watched L'litha rip out the heart of the Eldar and also drain all the blood of said alderi, as she dump all the blood and the heart of the eldar she just killed into her massive gord boiling with her first brew now with new ingredients to begin her second brew.

Laharl sees this and thinks of Ku'gath lore exclusively in 40k was quite if not the same as L'litha as they were eager to see the succubus continue her reign of terror, the battle on Mudus Kars was soon to begin so they left L'litha to her carnage and turned their vision to the Khorne Corrupted world to see the war.

Location the Alderi World-Wagnix Luna

L'litha was finishing the start of her second brew, just after adding an eldar heart and blood, but she felt her second batch of her ambrossia cocktail, so once she finished mixing the new ingredients as she used her new connection to her sashes to strap her gord back on her back as she looked down at the eldar settlement.

With a twisted smile filled with joy and excitement, as she not only has countless of possible taste-testers down below, so she turned towards the forest to first collect a few more ingredients before she is ready to test her newest brew on the unsuspecting eldar below, still with a smile on her face L'litha flew into the forests of Wagxin Luna.

Location the Khorne Daemonworld-Mudus Kars

Alaeden has managed to organize a few thousand warriors that were less injured from the crash and able to fight a few of the Urlthawai Farseers, who were among the troops providing aid and order amongst the ranks.

As few hundred of banshees, guardians, jetbikers, and infernos were amongst those who were able to fight as the eldar prince, saw another few warriors came shining cavaliers coming out the wreckage of a Naiad Cruiser several of these alderi warriors were to injured to fight, less then half of them were able to fight as much of their air-drivers were destroyed so they needed to switch to jetbike to be able to ride and fight.

While Alaeden wished he could spare time to pat respect to those that fallen from the horrible crash but his psychic abilities were warning him of a great threat all over the planet itself so regrettably he must organize and prepare the survivors for any sort of danger that might come at them.

When all those psychically trained and empowered sensed something malignant and bloodthirsty approaching at their location.

As the farseers and psykers got all their warriors ready for whatever coming, while looking at the forest, they waited as the ground started to tremble as glowing crimson colored eyes were starting to appear in the dark of the forest some ways away from the forest, then the waves of anger and bloodlust washed over the entire site.

Then from the within the crimson wood area came Skarbrand, charging ahead as a massive force of countless khornate daemons stormed out the forest, all exuding with hunger for battle and untold amount of bloodlust.

As they charged at the wounded and still not fully organized alderi, they chanted "BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!!!! SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE!!!!!" as the alderi prince ordered his shining spears that are able to fight to charge against the enemy, while the few dozen rangers take position across the wreck site to snip the enemy.

Once in their sniper post, they aim their rifle at the charging khornate daemons, aiming at the largest daemons once these rangers had their target in their sights they fired, only for their shots to deal a lot less damage that their suppose to deal, with Khorne and Valkia's psyker/sorcery resistance being blessed upon all of them, their wraithbone weaponry deal less damage as the bloodthirsters shrug off the sniper round being shot at them.

Skarbrand laughed as the shots bounce off his red hide while they stinger those shos were useless against him, he charged forward, swinging his right axe as a signal for the rest of his forces to charge ahead.

Seeing Skarbrand's signal, the khornate daemons started to eagerly charge to slaughter the alderi.

Karanak charged past Skarbrand with his pack immediately once close to a shining cavalier that tried to thrust his laser lance at the three-headed flesh hound, only for Karanak to shatter the Lance against his flesh and his jaws launched forward and bite down on the poor shining cavalier.

Ripping the poor soul apart as Karanak tossed the body apart, as he pounces at another victim roaring at the poor eldar that is about to become his prey, all the while his pack swarm the shining cavaliers some were killed by the lances of these alderi but in the end the number of fangs, claws, and flame breath massacred the calvary forces of the alderi.

As Alaeden saw his calvary unit being slaughtered by the drake like hound monsters, he looked at a Urlthawai telling her to keep rescuing their warriors and people from the crashes.

And all able warriors to fight as he grasped his great spear, rallying his warriors, as they followed him as charged the creatures of the Warp, banshees and infernos rushing right beside Alaeden as the battle has begun.

(Khorne POV)

Location the Blood Lands, the Brass Citadel/the Skull Thrones of Khorne

At last, the battle of Mudus Kars has begun, as Valkia and I watched the battle as Karanak was already claiming victims tearing and ripping these mortals apart, the blood flowed, pleasing me and Valkia.

While it annoys me to admit it, I owe my brother much not only for granting me with the giants but also Karanak as all the visions I've seen of the great flesh hound, is capable and reliable the beast is, he is worthy to lay by the feet of me and Valkia's thrones just as a guard and hunting hound is meant to do, plus without either of us knowing my brother took it further by merging his warpstorm with my own to grant us more time and bloodshed in this war.

This battle held the fate of Chaos' future on the line as it all depends on Skarbrand now, even my beloved wife aided our daemonic legions by telling me of the [Magic/Psyker Resistance] that my daemons possessed on her home-universe.

Immediately, it has proven quite an asset to my minions, as their more resistant against the alderi's wraiths weapons right now I watched as the eldar banshees were rushing straight at Skarbrand only for my bloodthirster to receive them with a powerful kick knocking away many of the she-eldars and killing a few from impact itself.

Skarbrand started to cleave right through those women, even shattering their Ghostswords upon impacting against his axes "Slaughter & Carnage" which amuses me that my greatest servant, has weapons more dedicated towards my brother than me.

While Skarbrand was tearing through these mortal the rest of my daemon surged forward, as hundred of thousands bloodletters charged ahead clashing blades with the banshees and psyker wielding spears.

My lesser minions were slashing and beheading these so-called "warriors" of the eldars as they continue to use their cowardly sorcery to overwhelm my daemons enough to kill with these worthless, dishonorable psychic powers, or another Eldar take advantage of a weaken daemon to strike them down!!!

I growled in anger, and I was not alone as my wife, Valkia, screamed in anger as well, as we kept on watching, I turned my gaze towards another area of the battlefield as the daughters of Valkia, her Blood Valkyries a few hundred of them were flying ahead aiming for the wreckage of the prince's fleet.

Valkia seemed excited and eager for her daughters to spill more blood and gain glory in the battle, when we saw a group of white and orange armored alderi carrying short barreled weapons and the leader with a orange and yellow sail wave on top of his helmet wielded a longer barreled variation of said weapon. (Fusion Guns & Fire Pike)

With a hand pointing to the blood valkyries, all those white and orange armored eldar fired at Valkia's daughters, unleashing a torrent of powerful flames at them burning the she-daemons, several have burned to death and were banished back to the Warp, seeing this angered my wife as a few of the Blood Valkyries survived but were badly burned, enraged they landed hard against the ground and rushed forward letting out a furious roar as the eldars (Infernos) looked they weren't expecting survivors as Valkia's daughters closed the gap and swung down their hellaxes onto the foolish mortals.

The blood is flowing, the bodies were dropping and the skulls were pilling this was clearly a great war worthy of us, the Gods of Blood and War!!!

Reaching out to my wife hand, and she intertwined it with my own we watched on for the slaughter, destruction, bloodshed, and yes the carnage was glorious as my forces are making my name proud as once again they praise my name!!!

"MAIN...KILL...BURN!!! MAIN...KILL...BURN!!!! BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!!!!! SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE!!!!!"

As I laughed in joy, as I recalled something, that my brother sent something for me and Valkia to enjoy while we watched the massacre and brutality.

I bend the Warp around me with my dark power, and a colossal gord manifested between filled with some light violet liquid, but me and Valkia could smell the sweet aroma emanating from the brew, as two chalices dangle from the side of the gord, I stood from my throne plucked the chalices from the side and dip them into the liquid.

Once the chalices were full, I passed one to Valkia and sat back down on my throne, as I looked at Valkia she gave me a look of not caring, saying she has drank the worse brews of mead and wine when she was a mortal and commented that "this thing has to be better than, those poor excuses for alcohol." as she drank and shrugging I too drank...and both me and my beloved Valkia were amazed with the taste.

I'll admit this my brother might have good taste in drink as we filled our chalices again and continued our watch over the battle.