"Now... we will wait a few hours until it is night time, And remember, spill as much blood as you can, the sacrifice needs sufficient bloodshed and murder for it to work, after all... Only then can our guest can sustain his real form into the material realm. It matters not how you murder, just that you do it, it doesn't even matter if you are the one getting killed, all that matters is the number of deaths that happen. Preferably do your killing spree's in large crowd's, they are the easiest source for fresh sacrifices." Korphian explained with a smug look on his face.
"Guest? Material Realm? What are you referring to exactly master?" One of the hooded ponies asked.
"The opposite realm of this, which is called the Immaterium, but most call it the warp, is the place where our gods reside, and the place where our emotions and dreams are made manifest, every emotion from hate to fear, all becomes a reality there. A servant of Khorne will be our guest, the deaths that will be performed for the sacrifice to work are the same energies that our guest require to sustain his form into this realm. Living entities are one thing, but daemons are an entirely another thing. The gods of chaos are powerful beyond comprehension, and in order to spread their influence into our realm, we act as their messengers and followers, while our enemies and victims are their very fuel source." Korphian explained.
"But master... Once the Royal Guard gets wind of where we are located, they will storm our hideout and ruin everything, no matter what kind of reinforcement or help we receive, we cannot compete againts 2 Alicorns and their armies!" Another cloaked pony said, but when he had finished his sentence, he was suddenly killed by one of the other ponies, in the most sadistic but fastest way possible.
"Them? They do nothing but hide behind their armies on their throne's while sipping tea! They are no real threat, because they are too predictable, sending out their armies to confront a challenge that they could deal with themselves. They are the pinnacle of incompetence... The only bigger threats they could send are their stronger individuals that server under them, but even that won't be much of a problem, you see... Equestria's society is weak, the military is weak, their numbers are strong, but it their discipline, they allow fear to be apparent in their command structure, officers living with their families, they allow children to be recruited in their very army, and worst all... Friendship... A term that defines all forms of weakness and cowardice." Khorpian said as his expression morphed into a scowl.
"Where I came from, any signs of cowardice is punishable by death, the rest of ponykind is being oppressed by the concept of this so-called peace, which is another lie from Celestia so she can keep up her corrupt nobility, giving presents and power to those close to her, leaving the rest of her subjects to rot. But soon that will change, we will embody a new leader, someone that will give EVERYONE power. In fact... We shouldn't be just limited to this mudball, we should be conquering the stars! Legions of us marching into the scorches of death aliens as we chant the words of Lorgar."
"I will promise you this fellow follower of chaos when our conquest is complete, we won't just be leading Equestria, we will turn it into our new homeworld, and conquer planets in the name of the dark gods!" Korphian called out, wich the entire room started cheering.
The darkest times of Equestria would soon surface...