Warhammer: Empire Reboot

Chapter 211 I can ally with Slaanesh to fight you!

The Eldar warriors who had been thrown into the hall gradually awoke.

The sorcerer was the first to wake up.

The Soul Stone on his chest was stuck by a living metal clasp, and his psionic circuits felt like they were being squeezed by a cold hand.

The first thing he did upon waking was to instinctively try to activate his spiritual energy.

The next moment, the golden pattern on the soul stone glowed slightly.

A sharp pain exploded from the depths of my soul.

The warlock groaned, curled up, and suppressed breathing came from beneath his mask.

Next came two Avengers.

Their wrists were bound backwards, and their spirit bone armor was covered in cracks.

One of them tried to push himself up.

As soon as I looked up, I saw that Ilancia Moonblade was also trapped in the center of the hall.

That one glance made his pupils contract sharply.

Ilancia is the blade of this assassination squad.

If she also fails, then the operation will have been a complete failure.

More Eldar have awakened.

A wandering knight.

Banshee.

Warlock follower.

Infiltrating node squad.

They quickly realized their situation.

Lawson sat back in the tactical chair.

Two dogs, three dogs, and several mastiff guards stood on one side.

The battle sequence sealed off the lobby exit.

Ilancia's long blade had been taken away, and she was wearing a living metal ring on her wrist.

Unlike ordinary shackles, this thing had tiny golden flame patterns on its surface, and it slowly tightened against the spirit bone wristband. Whenever she tried to break free of the restraints using phase techniques, the golden flames would gently burn, directly searing into the space between the soul stone and her nerves.

An Avenger struggled to his feet.

His helmet was split open, revealing a pale face.

Even if captured.

Even though his companions were all lying on the ground.

He still looked at Lawson with that condescending gaze.

"Human warlords".

His low Gothic is very standard.

"You are confronting a destiny you cannot comprehend. Immediately release Ilancia, return the Soul Stone, and let us leave. Otherwise, the Ark will remember this insult."

Lawson hadn't spoken yet.

Er Gou has already taken a step across.

Snapped!

The Avenger flew sideways, crashed into the ground, and slid several meters further.

Half of his facial bone collapsed, and blood gushed from the corner of his mouth.

Broken teeth clattered and fell to the ground.

The hall fell silent for a moment.

Er Gou shook his hand.

"I've had enough of you bunch of bean sprouts for a long time."

He pointed at the stunned Spirit Clan member and sneered.

"You came here to assassinate my master, and you dare to stand here and spout threats?"

"Who gave you the nerve?"

The Avenger tried to get up, but Three Dogs stepped on his shoulder blade.

"Lie down."

Er Gou swept his gaze across the other spirit race members, his eyes so fierce they looked like he wanted to devour them.

"Here, you'll learn to kneel down and speak to my family."

Several Eldar warriors glared at each other simultaneously.

Their anger had a sharp edge unique to an ancient race; being beaten by humans was more unbearable than being killed.

Er Gou glared back directly.

“If anyone glares at me again, I’ll gouge out their eyes and string them together to make a necklace to hang by the door.”

"Don't think that just because you have skinny arms and legs, I'll be too shy to make a move."

Ilancia gritted her teeth.

"Human, your subordinates are rude."

Lawson finally looked up at her.

“You are a group of assassins who cannot be seen in the light of day. You have infiltrated my court with weapons, ready to stab me in the back.”

"Now that the assassination attempt has failed, what kind of treatment do you want?"

"perfume?"

"A cushion?"

"Ark Etiquette Course?"

Ilancia's eyes were cold.

Lawson continued:

"I have already shown mercy by not killing you all on the spot."

"One more thing, I'll feed you all to Ash Velos."

In the hall, most of the Eldar did not know this name.

Ilancia's expression changed instantly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the side door of the hall opened.

Ash Velos slid in as if summoned.

She had changed out of the robes she wore when carrying water and was now wearing a dark purple cloak.

Their footsteps were so light they felt like they were swimming close to the ground.

As soon as she entered, the soul stones on the chests of all the Spirit Race members lit up.

Ash's eyes lit up the moment she saw the Eldar everywhere.

She covered her mouth with the back of her hand, revealing an expression of near surprise.

"Owner."

"is that true?"

"Can I really eat them?"

The Eldar warriors hadn't even reacted yet.

The next moment, Ash was already among them.

She bent down to look at a banshee warrior, her nose almost touching the soul stone on the other's chest.

The Banshee Warrior froze.

Ash closed his eyes, as if smelling a vintage wine.

"So clean."

"Fear is also clean."

"The Eldar of the Ark are always like this. They wear a layer of pride on the outside, but inside they're full of the sweet fear of being eaten."

The succubus finally recognized her.

"The Keeper of Secrets..."

A ranger next to him suddenly stepped back, but was grabbed by the shoulder by the combat sequence.

"It's Slaanesh the Great Demon!"

The Eldar warriors, who had just been filled with anger, completely changed their expressions.

Some people stared intently at Ash, as if they were seeing their childhood nightmares crawling out of the murals.

Some people instinctively curled up, pressing their fingers tightly against their soul stones.

The sorcerer tried to whisper a protective incantation, but the living metal clasp on the soulstone lit up, and he immediately bent over in pain, a trickle of blood seeping from his mask.

Ash laughed even harder.

"Don't be afraid."

"I was very good today."

"I only eat when my master tells me to."

She walked over to the Avenger warrior whose face had been half-shattered by Er Gou's slap and squatted down.