death of hope

Chapter 1078 "Psionic Storm" (151) The Dark Illusion

"Watch out, you need to get serious!"

Higashiyama Ruriko chuckled lightly, then suddenly and without warning, she dove to the side, turned around and lunged forward, unleashing the treacherous killing move of the 'Yagyu Shinkage-ryu', the 'Earthly Fiend Poison Dragon Thorn'.

The katana attacked from an extremely tricky angle, nearly piercing Li Ang's throat. Fortunately, the greatsword returned in time to parry the fatal blow.

(Teruya-kun is fighting with his life on the line... I have to do something...)
The more anxious Yuna became, the less she could help. She couldn't use either psychic lightning or telekinesis. Her ravaged and frail body was exhausted and could no longer produce even a trace of psychic energy.

Suddenly, Yuna felt dizzy, her whole body was cold, and she had difficulty breathing. It was as if an invisible hand was passing through her skin and ribs and seizing her fragile heart.

Thanks to the support of Junxiong, Anna, and others, she did not collapse. With their help, she gasped for breath, each breath feeling like her last.

With her last vestiges of consciousness, Yuna noticed the Corporate Warriors' camp on the other side of the ruins. A lewd smile played on the face of Jarasso Gu Claw, a mercenary from the Dark Eldar race.
His slender, thin arms held a strange black stone statue in his raised hand, the statue's face facing him.

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Yuna loses consciousness and enters a series of bizarre and fantastical scenes, unsure whether it's a dream, a mad delusion, or a death hallucination.

It was pitch black all around; all light had been swallowed up.
I felt like I was falling into a void.

Continuing to fall,
Falling...

They fell into a huge pit of bones.
Bloodheart (an alchemist of the Dark Eldar) is whipping his alien servants, sifting through mountains of bones to assemble twisted, deformed creatures.

In the distance, above the crater of corpses, floats a colossal floating city composed of countless winding boulders, irregular slabs, and ancient temples. For some reason, Yuna recognized this place, this place she had never set foot in before, as if she were not a Terran human, but a native dark elf.

This is Comoros, the holy city of the Dark Elves.
The capitals of other interstellar civilizations are glamorous and beautiful, but the scene here is completely different; everything is so cruel and distorted.

In the central octagonal arena, gladiators and monsters from different star systems fight bloody battles in the cages, while high-ranking members of the conspiracy group and pirate captains sit in the audience, eating fruit and watching the bloody spectacle.

Instead of flowing water, the park fountains emitted a foul stench of blood, while carnivorous plants in the green belts opened their gaping maws, devouring mutated rats and writhing maggots.

In the Dark Palace at the top of the Comoros Plateau, the Dark Queen sits on a skull throne, watching a human sacrifice.

Beautiful priestesses, wielding butcher knives, were busily dismembering and dismembering a member of a conspiracy who had offended the queen.
The offering was placed on a huge ceramic plate, seasoned with pus and bile, and garnished with flowers and fruits in a morbidly humorous way.

The plate was carried by the dark acolytes to a huge shrine, which housed an indescribable deity, whose distorted form... was the small statue held by the dark mercenary.

A gentle, soft yet cruel and vicious voice floods the brain without passing through the eardrums:

"Guards! Be on alert! Someone is spying on our sacred sacrificial ceremony!"

The Dark Queen on the skull throne suddenly turned around and smiled at herself:

"I see you, mortal..."