Warhammer: Starting with Industrial Revolution

Slaanesh's expression changed instantly as she looked at Ronin. Her previous innocent look vanished, replaced by the haughty Lord of Pleasure in the next second.

With a look of joy and coquettishness on her face, the deep possessiveness in her eyes when she looked at Luo Ning was no longer concealed.

The surrounding scenery instantly changed, and they returned to the palace of the Queen of Pleasure, where the two of them were lying on the comfortable bed.

"My dear, you've finally figured it out. Only by obediently accepting my baptism and offering your soul can you gain power and stand firm in that cannibalistic mortal world!"

Her face was almost full of a silly grin, but the next second, her expression changed.

She looked at Luo Ning with disbelief and confusion in her eyes, and couldn't help but ask, "Why haven't you opened your soul yet?"

"When did I say I was going to offer up my soul?" Ronin looked at Slaanesh with a helpless smile and answered slowly.

But in that instant, all the coquettishness and smiles vanished, and only her true divine power remained on the face of the Queen of Pleasure.

In an instant, the walls around the room shattered into countless fragments like glass, and an overwhelming horde of demons flooded into the room.

No longer those alluring familiars, but real demons capable of easily tearing mortals to shreds.

"go out!"

Ronin shouted at the group of demons, his tone full of command.

And those demons, in the very next second, seemed to be swept away by some invisible whirlwind, retreating rapidly and disappearing into the endless darkness.

The next second, even the broken walls were restored to their original state.

When Luo Ning turned around again, he found that the Lord of Pleasure herself was already floating in the air. She looked at Luo Ning with full vigilance in her eyes, and her voice seemed to come from all directions, or as if it were ringing directly in Luo Ning's mind.

"Ronin, what are you planning to do? You say you need power, are you planning to fight me? Devour me? You're thinking too simply! I am the great Lord of Pleasure! The true God who rules over all sensual desires in this world! Don't think that just because you've stolen my power, those demons can't distinguish between you and me, and that you can defeat me!"

Luo Ning could sense that the power contained in that voice was almost enough to overturn the rules of the world, and that it could even churn up a human's brain with just that voice.

If it weren't for him, there probably wouldn't be any ordinary person in this world who could maintain even a shred of rationality at this moment.

But Luo Ning simply raised his head slowly, looking at the woman in the air who resembled a fallen goddess, and said, word by word:

"I'm begging you, can't you think things through before you act? What have I done to you? Why are you acting like this?"

"I spend time with you whenever I have time, sharing my world and telling you my innermost thoughts, and you say I'm going to rebel? I think you're the one who's going to rebel!"

He sat down directly, leaning against the headboard of Slaanesh's huge round bed, growing angrier the more he thought about it.

"Why did you let the demon in? Did you want to tear me apart? What did I do to offend you?" Ronin complained, while the Great Lord of Pleasure stood frozen in mid-air, listening quietly to Ronin's rant.

"Get down here right now! Come here! You were the one who didn't listen to me finish speaking, so why are you acting like a victim!"

The two of them looked exactly like a young couple arguing, showing no trace of a mortal and a god from the subspace conversing.

In fact, during his several visits to the Palace of the Lord of Pleasure, Ronin had already discovered that in his dreams, he could almost make his words come true. Although he didn't know the principle behind it, he could achieve almost anything he wished for.

Whether it's adjusting his own physical strength and endurance or controlling his familiars and demons, although it sometimes fails, he is becoming more and more proficient in using them.

So ever since he came here last time, he has been constantly testing the limits of the power he can use here.

Even the Lord of Pleasure himself, if he didn't rely on combat but instead used ordinary mental attacks, really wouldn't be able to do much against Ronin, let alone those familiar demons.

As if truly intimidated by Ronin's aura, even the great Lord of Pleasure cautiously floated down from the sky and sat down beside Ronin.

Even the way she looked at him carried a hint of caution.

She has witnessed countless mortals kneeling before her, begging for mercy. Even Space Marines and Demon Champions have utterly fallen under her power. No mortal has ever dared to vent his anger or complain to her like this.

This unprecedented treatment felt incredibly novel to her, and her distorted lust for Luo Ning intensified.

"Didn't you say you wanted power?" she said, feeling wronged.

Ronin sighed, a hint of impatience in his voice. "Don't you think about this? I live in the Human Empire! I'm the governor's assistant! You blessed me so simply and crudely, I have power now, but how am I supposed to go back? Am I supposed to tell the Imperial Inquisition and those blue behemoths that I only gained the power of the Lord of Pleasure, but I'm still loyal to the Empire? Do you think they'd accept that?"

"Why not just not go back? Isn't my palace a million times more comfortable than the mortal world?" The Lord of Pleasure tried to argue, but his voice clearly lacked conviction.

Even when Luo Ning turned his head fiercely, she felt guilty and dared not look him in the eye.

Luo Ning curled his lip and continued, "The power I want isn't demonic power or psionic energy. I can't bring anything from this space back to reality. That stuff would be completely detrimental to me right now. What I want is a way to increase my combat power."

"You shouldn't be coming to me for that kind of thing. You should be going to that tyrannical strongman, or that dark emperor you mortals worship who radiates golden light, shouldn't you?"

Hearing the Lord of Pleasure's aggrieved voice, Luo Ning sighed, turned around, and pulled her into his arms.

"What are you saying?" he said, seemingly trying to soothe her emotions, while placing his hand on her soft, white thigh. "I'm your man, what's wrong with me looking for someone else? Besides, I don't want that kind of blessing that's like a genetic mutation."

"You rascal." Hearing Ronning's words, Slaanesh finally smiled again. She nudged Ronning lightly with her shoulder, and Ronning naturally leaned into her arms. "But if you say that, there's nothing I can do to help you. If you want to live in the mortal world, I can't touch your body. Otherwise, even the slightest alteration will be detected by the ever-evolving reconnaissance methods of humans."

Luo Ning nodded; he certainly understood Bai Nie's meaning.

"I know, so what I want is experience," Luo Ning said slowly.

"Experience?" Slaanesh looked at Rhonin with curiosity after hearing his words.

Luo Ning raised his hand and slowly swiped it across the wall in front of him. In an instant, countless images appeared in the space like screens, embracing them.

These images are from various movies that Luo Ning has watched, and he wants to record all the action moves in them.

Although this would be impossible under normal circumstances, Luo Ning did want to try it in this space where the laws of reality were completely different.