Warhammer 40k: Lust of Light.

Chapter 128 Infinite Reproduction
  "Look! Flying saucer!"

Light fingers the sky, ending the picnic.

Slaanesh's head was like a meteorite, creating strange purple fireworks in the sky.

Dark Demon Immortal Horus glanced at him sadly, unhappy.

"It doesn't matter whether it's a shooting star or not."

"It doesn't matter what you mean. If it's a shooting star, you can make a wish!"

Raste decided to awaken the child in Horus.

Unexpectedly, the followers of Gunara, the God of Darkness, did not accept this trick.

"Then I play airborne every day, and why don't I make a wish every day? I made a promise, but it didn't come true!"

"What wish did you make?"

Guang Yu stood up and moved his hands and feet.

No matter in the original timeline or now, Horus, who was always a fatherly man, raised his hand, extended his index finger, and spoke seriously.

"Think about it, I'm not greedy either, just give me pocket money, there's nothing to lose."

"What are you talking about?" Guangyu was also curious about Horus' desire.

"One of your incarnations turns into a child, let me rua enough!"

The eyes of the Wolf Goddess shone brightly.

"This is absolutely impossible..."

Rasta finally understood what the other party was thinking.

The Wolf Goddess has always been a child who lacked love, so she particularly wanted to monopolize her father's love.

In the original timeline, she was still more stable, but was also disturbed by the Emperor's attention to other Primarchs.

Now that the emperor could not give her, she wanted to get closer to her godfather, but she refused!
  She refuses to accept it!

Rastra got on Loken and ran away.

"Run quickly, she's going to cry and make trouble again!"

Loken nodded repeatedly.

Just like that, Horus, who had no one to coax him, didn't cry.

She gritted her teeth and chased after him.

The Rockets passed through the battlefield invisibly, and after two space jumps, they arrived at the temple.

The corruption all over the place can even please Nurgle.

Ibosas is tearing apart the mother-tail vine that protects the temple.

It is no exaggeration to say that any demon under the Chaos God can have tens of thousands of varieties.

These deformed and chaotically developed demons are the embodiment of the abnormal desires of intelligent beings.

The catalog of demons compiled by the emperor only selected several representative main battle demons.

The Vine of the Mother Tail is a strange demon that resembles a tongue of thorns. It possesses quite terrifying neurotoxins and subspace curses. Being contaminated by it will cause the most intense pain.

After all, Slaanesh Shaleshi has always had the most power over evil beings.

Ibosas already has the body of a god.

The body density of the original body is more than a hundred times that of the auxiliary army.

But an ordinary adult Primarch could not survive a single round in front of Ibosas.

But Ibosas was still defeated by these tongues.

Its skin was licked off, like peeling off a whole tomato.

Ib'sath once swore an oath to the Lord Slaanesh to dedicate everything to him after rejoicing in Chaos with his fellow Daemons for six hundred and sixty-six days.

This oath gives the Mother Tail Vine the most terrifying power, a power that is enough to target Ibosas.

What Ibosas is facing is itself, and it is also the last insurance mechanism that Shalish has left on her own demon.

Although the reborn Shalish did not dare to come here again, she still cast her eyes cautiously from the Palace of Joy.

She has heard the name of this secondary god, it is Ibosas.

The cowardly demon who possesses a portion of his own power.

Gambling is one of the dirtiest vices in the world and a source of evil.

The reason why Ibosas is not powerful is because the demons of Slaanesh are not naturally good at fighting. When fighting against their enemies, they always use their aura of joy to seduce the opponent, making them lose their mind, and then slowly and cruelly torture and kill the opponent.

Salish was not willing to give in. He wanted to let Ibosas find himself through pain, so that the former son of Slaanesh could wake up and dedicate his godly power to him.

This torture ended when the evil lord stepped onto the stone slab of the temple.

Shalish didn't want to do it again, because the slaughter of light desire would cause absolute terror that covered his concepts of pleasure and pain.

The terror and death threats are indescribable.

Just like Nurgle's garden is not really a garden.

"Did you see that as soon as I took action, he ran away?"

When the light arrived, Shalish's rotten flesh head just fell down.

Without Slaanesh's control, the vines of the Mother Tail began to be burned by the power of Ellores until they cracked.

Ibosas tried his best to regain his skin, then turned to look at the sky.

It is a secondary god, and of course it understands what is in the sky.

If you don't catch it properly, it will be turned into debris in the ruins by this head just like Shaleshi was crushed to death by Khorne.

The giant spine sword was sucked back into its body. It roared angrily, broke into the temple, slapped the giant monster that was still merging to death with two slaps, and then stood on the altar.

There is no choice. Using the power of joy to slow down the head's downward trend is the only way.

Ib'sath's abdominal cavity was torn open, but some part of him as the Great Daemon of Slaanesh was not lost.

It began to absorb the power of joy stored in the temple, and at the same time, it poured the absorbed power of joy into its abdominal cavity.

One demon after another was reproduced by it, and it was like a demon faucet at the moment.

Demons began to surround Ibosas overwhelmingly.

The flowers of joy of an entire planet, the treasures of the temple, and the blood of the past Eldar are the source of Ibosas's fertility.

These demons began to wrap around Ibosas tightly, layer after layer, and layer after layer.

They are the protective umbrella that Ibosas use to protect themselves.

Ibosas was already preparing to tear open the subspace rift and leave.

But this is a trap for it, and the blockade against it will not allow it to tear the rift in the warp until it drains the planet of its joyful power.

Rasta, the Wolf Goddess and Loken were suspended in the sky, looking at the rapidly growing peak of Rooniken.

Demons emerged endlessly like a fountain.

This is just a secondary god.

If the four main gods of chaos come to the real universe, the scene will be even more terrifying.

Shalish's head finally hit Ibosas's demonic protective net.

The Lord of the Dragons had no real strength, otherwise even the Lord of Chaos would have avoided this throw.

In artistic rituals, what is needed is hard work.

This is what Ibosas will do now.

Its attention was focused on the head of Slaanesh in front of it.

So much so that the demons that were bred too much began to fall out of its control.

The demonic tsunami just swept through the colored demon army and rolled towards the salamanders on the ground.

This was absolute drowning, and the whole world seemed to be swallowed up by the breath of joy and roar.

Just as these sons of the fire dragon gritted their teeth, preparing to use the last moments of their lives to pull the trigger, they also regretted how they had buried all the precious gene seeds given by the original body in this land that could not be recovered.

The roar of the Mother of Fire Dragons penetrated the sky and the earth, and the sound waves shook a huge void on the ground.

The surging roar of life eliminated quite a few demons, but did not harm the Sons of the Fire Dragon.

The loving mother descended from the sky, her dragon wings spread out, to protect her children.

The volcano spewed lava, and after it landed, a fortress was built to defend the place.

"Pick up your weapons, now you have a chance to win!

Because your mother is here. "

　I just woke up, and my dream was clearly updated, but why didn't I wake up?

　　Three chapters left, before ten o'clock
  　　
  　
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