The Two Old Warhammer Guys’ Pitfall

As Beichen snapped his fingers, powerful music began to play. It sounded like an old song, a familiar tune from the mysterious 2K era.

Fugan’s thoughts briefly cleared. He didn’t quite know where the song came from, but a strange feeling suddenly came over him.

Even in his current state, he got goosebumps for the first time in ages. They covered his whole body, and cold sweat poured off him.

And behind the two Astartes, four towering figures appeared!

So, who were the four figures who had arrived?

Good grief!

They were the Four Peddlers, and they were wearing almost no clothes!

Those lecherous eyes, lascivious grins, and obnoxious gestures made it obvious they were the four biggest degenerates in Warhammer!

To Fugan, these four freaks were even more terrifying than ten billion Emperors standing before him! They were far more frightening!

“Waaaaaaaaah!!!”

Fugan didn’t know why, but he couldn’t control his body and screamed aloud.

“Looks like you can’t wait. The ultimate humiliation hasn’t even started, and you’re already losing it. Don’t worry, I’ll keep your mind clear the whole time.

“I know you’re into some pretty extreme stuff, so I’ll indulge you. I’m sure they can give you endless pleasure.

“You know these four, right? They’re the scum of the Warhammer universe, the ultimate scum. They’re just as powerful as the Emperor, just as mighty, just as powerful!”