And at this moment, a traveler was slowly advancing on the Chaos Wasteland. Behind him followed a force of over two hundred Chaos Heavy Cavalry, each clad in immensely thick black Chaos Full-Body Plate Armor, riding nightmare-like Chaos Warhorses. They were silent, not uttering a word, even their praises to the Chaos Four Gods were expressions of silence.
The traveler wore a set of full-body Chaos Armor, with a gigantic cloak made from human skin and Chaos Evil Beast fur draped over his shoulders. Beneath him was a massive Demon Warhorse, its immortal body composed of sharp horns and teeth, bony plates, and corroded steel armor, its eyes aflame with the Fire of Chaos.
"Not here either." Leading his followers across the Chaos Wasteland, the traveler strolled casually. They swept through, defeating any enemies daring to oppose them. Yet now, the traveler merely issued a calm ultimatum: surrender or die.
The traveler and his followers had roamed these lands for over a hundred years.
