Warhammer: Open the door! Human League players!

Chapter 104 You are not worthy, let Slaanesh do it!

"Forgrim, the demon prince of Slaanesh."

"The original genetic prototype of the former human empire, a human demigod who was seduced by Slaanesh, possessed his body, corrupted, and ultimately fell into depravity, the son of the Emperor."

"Also the most powerful chaotic demon in pleasure."

Before the demon prince Forgrim, who descended through the body of the Crimson King, could launch an attack, the most extreme lustful power from Slaanesh erupted from him at its core.

The surge of psionic energy directly overloaded the minds of the surrounding Eldar, causing battle-hardened Eldar warriors to collapse to the ground.

The entire network was now saturated with frenzied pinkish-purple psionic energy.

The surviving Elven race emitted a chilling, eerie shriek.

The siphoning current that swept across the battlefield frantically harvested the souls of the fallen Eldar and gathered them into Forgrim's body.

Fang Yun could sense a kind of fear emanating from Everene, or rather, a fear emanating from all the Elven race.

The appearance of Forgrim turned what should have been a hopeful battlefield into a one-sided affair.

The Astartes monks, one hand supporting their heads, swung their weapons, their bodies swaying unsteadily.

"…Saint Gilles…please help me…" one of the weeping men could barely withstand the corrosive effects of Slaanesh's hallucinations.

"No! Saint Gilles!"

He was already hallucinating the scene of Saint Gilles's murder.

This is the eternal nightmare of the Proto-Primarch Sangilius' offspring, now recurring in Slaanesh's hallucinations.

The demons, suppressed by Eldar warriors, Astartes, and beta testers, were revitalized and became even more ferocious under the influence of Fugrim's powerful nature.

"Betrayal of the Primarch, Fugrim!" Celestine roared angrily from the air.

Her flawless face was contorted with deep-seated hatred and rage, her eyes burning with golden psionic fury as she raised the weapon in her hand, a weapon ablaze with divine spiritual energy.

"You have betrayed the Empire, you have betrayed the Emperor."

"You have blasphemed against humanity!"

A dazzling light erupted from Celestine as she swung her weapon, and the Twin Saints circled in the sky following the trajectory of her sword.

A psionic model unlike anything they had ever seen appeared in the minds of the three, and their flight path followed this mysterious psionic model.

After mastering the spiritual technique, the powerful divine spirit can sweep across the battlefield, freeing warriors disturbed by Slaanesh's spiritual energy from various bizarre illusions.

Forgrim revealed an elegant yet extremely eerie smile: "No wonder the Eldar are so bold."

"So it turns out they were cooperating with the pseudo-empire."

"A mere whore who serves a false emperor."

"What a disgusting force."

Although he only had a snake tail, Forgrim was extremely fast and arrived in front of Celestine in the blink of an eye.

Celestine's weapon, held high in the air, crashed down. The weapons of both sides collided, and the forces of holiness and darkness, purity and lust, mercy and cruelty clashed. The violent fluctuations of power caused the warp energy in the net to form a powerful psychic vortex.

These psionic whirlwinds caused the warships, some thousands of meters long, to tremble.

The Twin Saints immediately landed, launching an attack on Forgrim with their sacred weapons.

Genevieve and Eleanor shuttled back and forth to distract Forgrim, leaving the main battlefront to Cyrusine.

"Just as I expected, just as I expected, hahaha!"

"Interesting. Your beliefs are disloyal."

"The empire is indeed corrupt. You call yourselves the chosen ones of the Corpse Emperor, yet you are not devout to him!"

"Your power doesn't actually come entirely from that deceitful, rotting corpse!"

Fugrim had only sensed something was wrong until the battle began, when he realized that the power was similar, but it was a different kind of power.

This is a completely different kind of power.

Two chosen gods.

But it also represents...

Disloyalty!

Fugrim looked at the twin saintesses and spoke enticingly.

"Look, the Celestine you follow is no longer devout."

"You are the imperfect chosen ones of God."

"Why not embrace joy with me and achieve ultimate perfection?"

"You will surpass Cyrusine."

Forgrim's seduction did not sway them; instead, it fueled the rage on Genevieve and Eleanor's beautiful faces, driving them to attack Forgrim with frenzy.

The Fallen Primarch's power was too great, especially in the Warp. Even when facing a three-on-one attack, he still had the power to bewitch them.

To Forgrim's surprise, these two second-tier chosen ones were able to resist his seduction.

Once a second-tier chosen one is dealt with, Celestine is a lamb to the slaughter.

"Genevieve, get out of the way!"

"It's too late!" Forgrim immediately performed a spatial jump and arrived in front of Genevieve.

Fugrim roared, "False Emperor, Corpse King, old man, your power is useless now. Watch me destroy your chosen one!"

"Bitch, you're locked onto by me, past and future!"

"You will enter a world of pleasure!"

This was a full-force attack from Fogrem, utilizing the perfect combination of authority and speed to deliver a perfect kill with extreme speed.

He wanted to directly eliminate the existence that had devoured one of the twin saintesses.

He wanted to make this saintess his eternal plaything.

Fear flashed in Genevieve's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by determination!

Facing Forgrim's weapon, she fiercely swung her holy sword, determined to deliver the most devastating blow to Forgrim before she died.

"well"

With a sigh, Cyrusine, Genevieve, and Eleanor realized that the whole world had changed.

The battle scene was broken down into countless parts in their eyes.

【Module - Hazard Perception】

[Module - Evasion Enhancement]

[Module - Psionic Enhancement]

Suddenly, an inexplicable, ethereal power surged from Genevieve's body.

What is this?

Even if one receives the blessing and obtains miraculous power, the power from the system module is still too outrageous.

It distorted all power, distorted the nature of psionic energy, and distorted the laws of reality and the warp.

This was a power that even the most powerful chaotic demons and their strongest authority could not capture, a power that allowed her to evade this fatal blow.

Blessings!

This is a blessing!

Blessing from the Commander of the Human Alliance, the Living Saint Lord, the Commander!

They were given to Fang Yun by the emperor, which was tantamount to being abandoned by the emperor.

Even though all of this was endorsed by the emperor.

But did they really not experience any negative emotions?

Of course they did. The despair of being abandoned and the doubts of their subordinates filled them with fear, yet they had no choice but to face them.

Losing the emperor's blessing became their worst nightmare.

Fang Yun's blessing rekindled their hope.

A lack of faith must be filled with another kind of faith.

Moreover, this belief does not conflict with their original beliefs; in fact, they highly overlap.

When the inner tremor and faith resonate with the psychic power of the Force, an ability from the source of the Force bursts forth from the depths of the soul.

Force Psionic Power - Time Field!

Her body dodged Forgrim's attack at an incredible angle.

Eleanor transformed into a shooting star, slashing at Forgrim from the side to create an opportunity for Genevieve.

"That's impossible!"

"Are you kidding me!"

The Demon Prince's authority was somehow evaded.

What blasphemy!

"die!"

Cyrusin vanished in a flash, his weapon already slicing through his body.

"Well done, you traitor!"

Fugrim stared at his slashed chest, the divine spirit searing his body, his face filled with disbelief:

'

What, what is this?

"This isn't the old man's power; this is far more domineering and stronger!"

This power is more fundamentally destructive to demons than the power of an emperor.

"Furthermore, you manipulated time, and this is time in the warp."

"That old man really was hiding something!"

The time we just experienced was disrupted.

The spacetime of the subspace is distorted by a living saint in reality—this is outrageous.

"Surprised? Didn't you think you'd guessed it?"

Cyrusine and the Twin Saints hovered proudly in the air, their voices icy and filled with murderous intent: "Do you think we are devout?"

"We have faith in the Emperor and are sworn to protect humanity to the death."

"At this moment, the Emperor has entrusted us to our truly great Lord!"

"My Lord has bestowed upon me the highest glory."

"The opportunity for humanity's rise has arrived."

"And you, traitor, what did you gain?"

"Weakness? Powerlessness? Or a wail under the power of our Lord?"

Enraged, Fugrim intensified his efforts, continuously channeling his power into the situation.

"I am the most perfect warrior!"

"The most perfect power comes from pleasure; you are nothing but a dying struggle!"

A large number of Eldar souls ignited within Vograim's body, causing his form to change.

"We can't let him finish the ceremony!"

Evelynn rushed toward the battlefield and drew her weapon for the first time.

The old woman's sword, a blade of sorrow.

The Eldar's Death God Artifact is also the Eldar's trump card, a power they have to deal with Slaanesh.

"Quickly, get away from him!"

A strange psychic energy emanated from Everene.

The light spread throughout the entire battlefield.

The power from the Grim Reaper temporarily halted the power that was devouring the souls of the entire Spirit Race.

The power of death was slowly curbing Fugrim's strength.

Celestine and her two companions, along with Evelynn, relentlessly attacked Forgrim.

But the changes in Forgrim became increasingly severe.

What was originally just a snake's tail and a face like Forgrim's has now grown four arms and silver-white hair.

"He is using the souls of the Eldar to summon more of his own essence, while simultaneously exchanging power with the Lord of Pleasure."

"In the current online world, only the Old Woman's Sword has the power to restrain the Demon Prince."

The power of death affected Fugrim.

Evelynn was his true target, and he focused his attention on her.

"Everene, you are blaspheming the goddess of beauty."

"Perfect, I offer you to the goddess of ultimate beauty!"

Burning, burning wildly, all kinds of divine power were burning: the primal energy from Fang Yun, the power of death from the Grim Reaper, and the origin of the Primarch. Both sides were burning their own divinity to fight.

The impact of the battle affected almost the entire battlefield; a leak of power could cause a massive piece of warp energy to tear off a ten-thousand-ton deck.

Support Celestine against Fogrem.

"Fight against Fugrim."

The five top players from the closed beta all received in-game missions.

Drooling and looking completely bewildered: "Us? Against Forgrim?"

"Just a contest, it should be alright."

"The betraying Primarch, this could practically be considered the game's final boss!"

"The four Chaos Gods are the final boss, aren't they?"

"Those four idiots can't get out. The Primarch is basically the strongest demon in the warp."

Although their androids are powerful, they are only strong enough to deal with high-level demons, and they need human support to fight great demons.

[The crackdown on the anti-corruption agreement has been launched!]

"Is it a purge agreement strike group?"

"What else is there to say? Let's get him!"

If there are assault units, then that's a different story.

Amidst the intense battle, Fang Yun's gaze fell upon the subspace rift, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Weasel, I've accepted your gift."

The three Cyrustins had almost become his shape.

"Oh, right, it costs extra."

The battle was reaching its climax, and Forgrim's body was becoming increasingly solid as he devoured the souls of the Eldar to amplify his own power.

But each time he became stronger, he was suppressed by Celestine and Evelynn.

Especially the three of them, Celestine.

They felt themselves becoming stronger every moment.

A peculiar change occurred within their bodies.

The blessings are becoming increasingly solid.

At this point, the beta testers, led by "Drooling," joined the battle.

Five assault troops, standard infantrymen from the Purgatory, greatly annoyed Vogrim.

The assault units are now ready to participate in this battle.

Their high mobility, along with the standard anti-virtual stance from the Purge, makes these Purge infantry completely immune to warp energy fluctuations.

A pure warp-splitting field could slice through Vograim's body; the incomprehensible power emanating from the Doom Slayer made Vograim scream.

They're as annoying as flies, and they can be deadly.

What kind of physical god of war is this?

"Iron Man? Has the False Emperor become so ruthless?"

"What is this guy talking about?"

Player Runcha commented: "You're saying the fake emperor is ruthless? Dude, you've become a demon prince, how can you still have the nerve to say that?"

"You damned bugs, you're asking for it!"

"Cyrustin, Captain Hero, let's join forces! We must kill him in one blow, or his power will only increase!"

Evelynn and Cyrusine launched their attacks simultaneously.

Fugrim let out a shriek, and his almost tangible psionic energy erupted.

With a loud bang.

Cyrusine, the other two, and Evelynn were knocked away.

"They actually pushed me to this extent."

Cyrusin raised his weapon and stood up shakily.

At this moment, the Crimson King, who was possessed, had completely transformed into the appearance of Fugrim.

Snake tail, four arms, white hair, black wings.

The online world has been distorted, and the barrier built on the subspace has been torn apart by more than half.

If the network channel was a railway tunnel, then now only the tracks on the ground remain; the tunnel is gone.

This means the battlefield is almost entirely exposed in the subspace.

Fugrim went mad.

He went to great lengths to completely eradicate these pesky bedbugs.

"Nothing is perfect anymore."

From the moment he began to exert his true power, Celestine and the other nine were able to suppress him.

"I will devour your souls! I will make you suffer for billions of years."

Due to the excessively powerful subspace fluctuations, the kilometer-long warships that served as the battlefield were distorted and torn apart.

Countless demons surged from the warp into the nearly destroyed web.

"Plague follows, death knows no bounds!"

"Blood sacrifice to the Blood God, skull offering to the skull seat!"

"Change is the only truth!"

Forgrim leaped and darted through the distorted warp storm.

"Everene!"

"You will be the most perfect sacrifice I offer to pleasure!"

At this point, Forgrim was already enormous, but his agility was beyond imagination.

Darkness enveloped Evelynn.

The barrier formed by the power of death continuously hindered Fugrim's psionic erosion.

Fugrim's rank was still insufficient, because the power of death was purer.

But Slaanesh wouldn't let Evelynn, this most delicious delicacy, slip by.

The power of Slaanesh from all directions surged toward Evelynn and poured into her body.

Extreme pain.

Boundless is despair.

I'm truly desperate.

She is going to die.

You really can die.

And it was a complete death.

Even as the chosen one of the Grim Reapers, he could not be resurrected.

Because Slaanesh will definitely devour her personally.

All the conditions for certain death have been met.

Just then, a golden figure appeared in front of Evelynn and grabbed her by the waist.

[Mod Loading - High-Tier Doom Slayer]

[Module Loading - Force Unification]

In the endless darkness and chaotic agony, a ray of warm light, like a spring breeze melting snow, soothed the pain in her soul.

Warmth pulled Evelynn's thoughts out of endless despair.

That perfect modeling, at her weakest moment, when her mind had completely lost its grip under Slaanesh's influence, frantically assaulted her soul.

Such a perfect person.

For a moment, Evelyn was lost in thought.

Enveloped in the Force, Evelynn felt her soul being filled with a scorching, sun-like psionic energy.

The ultimate satisfaction of the soul caused Evelynn, who had restrained her desires for thousands of years, to completely lose her senses.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it!"

"Imperfect! Imperfect! Nothing is perfect!"

Fogrem's defenses have been breached.

His countless deadly attacks were dodged in various ways.

It's as if someone deliberately set this up.

"I kill you!"

"Seven links to my battle panel."

The constructs on the five players instantly detached.

Then a silver-white fist appeared in front of Forgrim.

boom!

Forgrim was sent flying.

One punch stunned Fogrem. After a moment of shock, his gaze fell on Fang Yun, who was holding Evelynn. Fang Yun possessed the same kind of power as Celestine.

"Who are you?"

"What just happened?"

I have a blackout.

"Your power is the same as Celestine's."

"A courtroom? A state religion?"

Fang Yun looked up at Forgrim, who was traversing back and forth in the warp storm, and said, "They are not worthy."

"Arrogant fellow, but you shouldn't have stolen my prey."

Then another silver-white fist slammed down, sending Forgrim flying.

They offered absolutely no resistance.

On the battlefield, the five Purge Agreement advance groups, after disintegrating, reunited to form a towering silver giant.

A silver-white metal giant stands tall on the battlefield.

"Titan?"

The agreement was to rectify the heavy structure.

Composed of five assault units, it is a heavy infantry unit used in land warfare under the Purge Agreement.

"That's impossible!"

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"This is your weapon!"

"You only just realized that? You're not so good at this either."

The sword of Ral in his hand erupted with brilliant purple-red spiritual energy fluctuations.

"For pleasure!"

The construct punched again and again.

"If I remember correctly, you became the Primarch of the Rebellion because a great demon residing in the Sword of Ral guided you."

"Now, you reside within the Sword of Ral once more."

"You used to be a coward, now you've become a cowardly rat?" Fang Yun's words completely enraged the possessed Fugrim.

"Ahhhhh!"

Provoked by Fang Yun's words, Fugrim's power increased exponentially once again.

Until even Forgrim himself realized something was wrong.

Despite his immense strength, which was equivalent to thousands of tons, he was still unable to counter the metallic giant before him.

It's always just a little short.

The stronger he becomes, the stronger the metal giant in front of him becomes.

"Are you kidding me!"

A more powerful psionic reaction erupted from Forgrim; he was frantically increasing the intensity, unleashing his essential power.

They are still being suppressed.

After activating the last remaining essence he could muster, Fogrem, whose mind was now online, finally realized something.

"wrong!"

From the beginning until now, as long as he becomes stronger, his opponents will always find someone who is on par with him.

It seems like I'm constantly pushing myself to invest more.

"Finally, they fell for it."

Fugrim sensed something was wrong and tried to escape.

His first priority was to activate his psionic jump and leave this subspace.

"Since you're here, don't leave!"

His psionic spell was interrupted.

"No!" Fugrim instinctively tried to flee again.

Golden psionic energy instantly enveloped Fogrem.

"Since we're already here, why not all of us come on over!"

"Or, abandon this half of the essence."

"ah!!!!!!"

"Fire! Open fire!"

Forgrim ordered all the Slaanesh warriors to open fire.

Only a small number of warships responded to Vograim's orders.

At this point, the thirty-person alliance, leading thousands of players, had already captured the vast majority of the Chaos Warships.

This is why players have a very low presence in this deck war.

These players are all vying for spaceships and occupying spaceship nodes.

Whoever seizes the spaceship will be incorporated into their battle group.

At the same time, it also allows Cyrusine and Evelynn to fight in a balanced way.

This would lower Forgrim's guard.

Fang Yun deliberately put on a show of sweetness, all for this moment, with Yin Fugrim's help to bring it to fruition as soon as possible.

"You were a piece of trash before, and you're still a piece of trash now."

"The only thing that bastard Slaanesh did for you was make you even more useless!"

More and more power was emanating from him, and Fugrim wanted to use psionic energy to escape.

He is the Primarch, a demon prince who ascended from a demigod in reality, almost equivalent to a lesser god.

Even if it's not the complete essence, the psionic energy it influences is still enough to destroy a warship.

"You can't, you can't, with my power."

Fang Yun is forcibly stripping away the essence of Fugrim.

"What are you? Who are you?!"

"The false empire is corrupt; pleasure is eternal."

"You can cooperate with us joyfully, and I will give you endless pleasure."

"Whatever kind of happiness you want, I can give it to you!"

Fang Yun's body almost turned golden as he slowly uttered seven words.

You don't deserve it.

"Slaanesh, come!"

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