"Oh, those heavy boots of yours... are really addictive..."
"It seems that your malice towards us is indeed not false - even the territory of the All-Changing Demon Lord has to be turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, for such a delicate secret keeper... Huh, Huh... I’m afraid I’ll be torn into pieces easily by you…”
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Along with Elaine's merciless stamping, the sound of crisp bones and sticky flesh could be heard endlessly.
It was clearly a tragic scene of blood and flesh flying everywhere, but Amnak's ecstasy gasps continued to be heard.
"However... if I continue to enjoy it, my Lord's order may be delayed."
Suddenly, as Amnak's voice gradually turned gloomy, Elaine's almost sadistic killing was suddenly terminated.
It was Amnak's four arms that barely restrained the heavy kinetic energy of her magnetic boots falling. Judging from the trembling and spasming muscles, I am afraid that the restraint at this time cannot last long.
Feeling this unprecedented resistance under her feet, Elaine just looked down at Amnak's almost crushed head indifferently.
"I don't think that my coming to Commorragh will be an accident. Whether my descendants will come here, or your demon world will come here - it makes me feel unspeakable disgust."
"Oh, you guessed it... It's true. Although it's a bit surprising that you failed to slaughter all the desserts of my lord, but in general... I want to thank you for my lord. Dedication], Miss Elaine.”
Deformed, exploded, and the mud-like flesh on his cheeks has been torn. On an ordinary person's body, these would be horrific enough to cause death, but on Amnak's body, they seem to be just insignificant minor injuries. So easy.
"When you were born, my Lord knew the [knowledge] about you. ...Of course, several others also knew the [knowledge] - including your father, of course. You must already know this, so I won’t go into details.”
"And the reason why we are here is naturally to prepare afternoon tea for the Dark Lady - whether it is the brownies lingering in this city, the puffs hidden in the ark, or the drama troupe. The sheltering wafer.”
"Although my lord already knows that there are some desserts in the depths of the webway, it is not very [fun] to go to all the trouble to take out a donut in a water tank, let alone …Hunting for those delicacies does require a considerable amount of energy.”
"So, He saw the blood connection between you and those warriors."
"As long as this connection across time and space remains strong, it can become a bridge to the depths of the Web... and also open up a way for us to take out the desserts."
Amnak spoke gently, and its nearly broken eyeballs looked upwards along with the words - in the sky of this planet is the falling webway city-state.
At this moment, all kinds of Slaanesh demons are playing freely in Commorragh, as if it is an amusement park.
However, the entertainment items and tickets are naturally the [souls] of the Dark Eldar.
Hearing this, Elaine knew that she was being used as a weapon by these Slaanesh demons.
Even his face became colder and colder, the magnetic boots buzzed and exerted heavier pressure, and Amnak's limbs that were barely holding the magnetic boots were forced to twist and deform inch by inch.
Her memory, which was enough to reveal her future, was indeed no secret.
Compared with these evil gods who roam freely in the long river of time, any information cannot be hidden. Even if it is sealed in the heart, it will be excavated at will. If they want to use, transform, distort, and destroy a person, even It just takes a little push. Regardless of whether his existence is noble or not, regardless of whether his sanity is unyielding, in the face of this irresistible power, staying awake may be just a luxury.
The same is true for the Wolf Goddess who is given supreme sustenance by the Lord of Humanity, and the same is true for the proud and conceited King Prospero, not to mention herself - in this era when Chaos has not yet invaded reality, she can She met a big demon and legion in two or three steps. If they started a great rebellion sweeping the galaxy, she couldn't even imagine what kind of enemies she would face next.
Although Elaine was relying on her own efforts to resist the intrusion of the subspace, the successive arbitrary actions of these evil gods had indeed frequently interrupted her various plans.
The arrogance displayed by the great demon of Slaanesh in front of him was the greatest humiliation to his struggle against the warp.
The buzzing magnetic boots had almost crushed Amnak's limbs into mud, and the thick heels crushed his broken skull again.
If it were kicked like this, it would surely be exiled back to the subspace like the many demons it had killed.
But what's the use?
Just like the many frivolous words it said, unlike those Tzeentch demons that it had killed in fear, it could not only obtain sensory stimulation from its own violence, but also show this picture of wantonly using itself. naughty attitude.
Elaine knew that fighting the warp with human power would be hopeless.
And he had just broken free from the shackles of the Blood God, and many intrusions from Tzeentch and Slaanesh followed. Even trying to fulfill his duties as the original body and lead the legion back to the Great Crusade was extremely difficult. , not to mention that they already watch themselves as if they are toys.
Although her perseverance in fighting the warp had never wavered, being ridiculed by a tiny Slaanesh demon still gave rise to some unspeakable emotions in her heart.
Tiredness, laziness, and the desire for indulgence and depravity are as if these qualities are already contained in one's body...as innately.
And at this moment, the head that was almost completely crushed under her feet slowly let out a coquettish whisper.
"No need to resist, darling."
"I know what is in your heart..."
"My Lord gave you a supreme gift when you were born. It's a pity that the Blood God's desire for you is so obvious that He is too lazy to awaken the things contained in your body."
"Just - don't worry... you will join us, you will start that dispute with your own hands..."
"Those who play with fate will be played with by fate... This is a truth that all servants of the Lord of Change know."
"Keep going - resist, struggle..."
"He will be more excited, He will be more violent..."
"Until you truly become one of us."
Click.
Skull bursting.
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When I write about Sister S, I always want to do something g-y.
When I came up, I realized that I forgot to change the chapter name. This chapter should have been 107
Forget it, next chapter 108 will be fine
In this way, the holy number of Slaanesh is 6. Now there is God's will in the dark.
(End of chapter)
