I am a green-skinned master

Even if some of them could not dodge due to their huge size, they were blocked by the Eldar Titan's energy shield.

Soon the Eldar Titan rushed to the side of the Human Titan. Unfortunately, although the Human Titan had strong firepower, it was not flexible enough and was at a disadvantage in close combat.

The Eldar Titan holding a sharp sword was like a god of death, and with three strikes he chopped the human Titan into several pieces.

Of course, humans’ firepower is also very strong. More Titans, tanks, and artillery will concentrate their firepower on the Eldar Titans that break into the position.

Finally, after replacing another human Titan, the Eldar Titan holding a sharp sword was still destroyed.

This counterattack was very effective. If it happens two more times, humans’ offensive may be hindered due to the lack of heavy firepower support.

However, Eldrad still felt very wronged... The Eldar Titans were controlled by the souls of their tribesmen in the soul circuits, and this time, they died forever.

Before the sadness in his heart disappeared, Eldrad discovered something strange behind him. Ovisus was teleported over by Yrel.

Just as Eldrad was about to ask a question, Yrel pulled his consciousness into the sea of ​​consciousness, allowing the prophet of Uvis to communicate quickly with Ovisus. For the ancient sanctified Yrel, using psychic energy was as easy as breathing.

After realizing that Iriel sacrificed his life to become an ancient god, he became able to see the future clearly. Ovisus found a new great prophecy that Horus was the child of destiny.

Each piece of news was a bombshell, confusing Eldrad's mind. What should he do? Is it for the future of the Eldar, or...

After thinking for a minute, Eldrad was struggling internally. Giving up the Ark World and his home was a difficult decision. The main reason was that the current battle situation was not an absolute disadvantage, and the Eldar warriors still had the possibility of driving the enemy out of the Ark.

When Yrel projected the fleet of the Death Army ambushing around into Eldrad's mind, Eldrad finally made a wise decision when he saw the vast number of Dark Eldar warships.

He ordered the Eagle Warriors to attack from the air, and cooperated with the Falcon Tanks and ten Wraith Kings to fight their way through the encirclement of the Ultramarines, and then notified the Eldar of the entire Ark to retreat to the Soul Circuit through this road.

The Webway portal was also opened, and groups of Eldar civilians and wounded warriors began to enter. They would leave their homes and find a new home in the Webway.

Hols fought with the Eldar until the last moment, and this behavior greatly won the favor of the Ark Eldar.

In addition, the retreat was indeed very smooth, and many Ark Eldar also accepted Hols, a strange creature, as a companion. Only Ovisus and Eldrad knew Hols' identity as the son of destiny.

At the end of the battle, Yrel burned up all of his soul and merged himself into the Ark, using the remaining weapons on the Ark to fight the Ultramarines.

A month later, the Ultramarines felt that they had destroyed the Craftworld of Ulvus and there was no need to waste the lives of their brothers in the Chapter fighting the Ark's autonomous system, so they left.

After that, the Army of Death slowly appeared. They carefully collected every soul stone and sacrificed the souls inside to the God of Death.

The clown who brought information to the captain of the Ultramarines also came to the vicinity of the soul circuit. He was very happy that the battle here did not cause too much damage to the soul circuit, and he placed his hand on it.

Chapter 343 The Gods' Actions

The empty soul circuit is like an icy world, cold and empty.

The clown looked unhappy, and the train was unexpectedly deserted... If this was all the soul, the harvest would be too little.

Fortunately, as the Joker continued to search, more souls hidden in the corners of the soul circuit were found, and the Joker sacrificed them one by one to the great god of death.

The Uvis Ark is also an old ark that stores a large number of souls. This is also the most important reason why the Death Army decided to destroy it.

As more and more souls were sacrificed, a chuckle sounded in the Harlequin's ears.

"Your new master has quite an appetite, hehe."

The voice frightened the clown so much that he almost let go of his hand, but at the same time, a force pressed on his hand, forcing him to continue his sacrificial work.

"Haha, don't worry, don't worry. I am the God of Drama and Joy, and I like to see more interesting performances. Keep going, keep going, you are doing well, I am very satisfied."

After completely understanding what the Laughing God Xilego said, the Clown knelt down with his legs while still pressing on the soul circuit with one hand.

"Great God, I have not betrayed your faith. I still follow your creed. I... do this only for the future of the Eldar. Awakening the God of Death is our only chance to defeat the enemy."

The clown knelt on the ground and said sincerely.

"Haha, of course, I believe you. You are following my creed, aren't you? Now hurry up and make the sacrifice, and then leave, or it will be too late."

The Clown felt as if he was suddenly infused with a force that increased his mental strength and psychic energy by dozens of times.

The Clown, whose strength had been increased, understood that this was a blessing from the God of Laughter. He intensified the sacrifices, and soon all the Eldar souls in the Ark's soul circuits had been sacrificed, leaving not a single one behind.

Then he humbly followed the guidance of the Laughing God and led his men to evacuate quickly.

Just one hour after he evacuated, a huge Warp rift appeared above the head of Uvis Ark. Countless Warp portals were opened, and a large number of Slaanesh demons walked into reality, including the great demon Lothek.

Tens of billions of demons filled the entire Ark, greedily looking for anything they could tear apart and vent their anger on. Some demons were fighting over the scattered Eldar Soul Stones, and fighting to devour the souls inside.

With one claw, Losec cut the two low-level succubi who were blocking the way into two halves, and walked forward following his own senses. The smell emanating from Halls attracted him.

Soon, it came to the gate of the webway. Now this gate had been destroyed, and the smell of Halls disappeared from behind this gate.

"Escaped into the webway?" Losec had a headache.

The Webway is the territory of the Dark Eldar. Although their formalities and culture of sadism and hedonism are in line with Slaanesh's creed, they do not believe in Slaanesh. They are just a group of poor creatures being hunted by Slaanesh.

But... these poor cowards who fear death have protected themselves very well. The Webway prohibits the entry of gods, even those with too high a divinity, and some areas are psychic restricted areas, which also restrains the infiltration of demons.

As Losec was trying to think of a solution, a loud explosion went off in its mind, almost blowing its head off.

"waste!"

A crack was torn on Losec's stomach, and countless internal organs slid out like jelly, falling to the ground and forming a magic circle.

The power from the master used these flesh and blood as a medium to perform a summoning ritual. Soon these flesh and blood grew and mixed to become huge. A rotten and ugly body crawled out from this pile of ugly flesh and blood.

Slaanesh used his power to resurrect one of his champions, Lucius.

The resurrected Lucius became even uglier and more distorted. Before, his face was just full of loose muscles and pits, but now it was just a pool of mud, with even his eyes and nose difficult to distinguish.

Losec was kneeling on the ground, spitting out blood, but the pleasure in his body could not be stopped. His body had long been transformed by Slaanesh into a state where the more he was tortured, the more excited he became.

Looking at the demon in front of him whose body was twitching and out of control, Lucius' eyes were full of disdain. He recalled the process of his own death, which made him feel angry and... a little scared.

The orc boss was too powerful, so powerful that he could hardly face him or fight him. In Lucius' mind, perhaps only his master and the things on the golden throne could make him feel so desperate.

No! That orc was just a beast, how could he compare to his master? Lucius changed his mind in time and avoided the fate of dying again.

"The battle in the webway can only rely on non-divine beings like you. My patience is limited. Act quickly."

After saying this, Slaanesh's consciousness left here.

How to enter the webway? Lucius began to think... He had been in Comoros before, but... that was by chance. The Eldar webway was more complicated than he had imagined.

Suddenly a voice whispered in Lucius' mind. It was a Chaos Sorcerer from the Thousand Sons Legion. He would use magic to help Lucius teleport in the conventional universe and go to the gathering place of the main force of the Legion of Joy.

Cooperate with Tzeentch... Lucius only hesitated for a second before agreeing. This was the only way he could do if he wanted to save time.

Soon, he was pulled into the warp, and a moment later, he appeared on a severely corrupted planet.

The Great Rift runs across the Milky Way, swallowing up a large number of planets, galaxies, and stars.

The planet beneath Lucius' feet is one of them.

The surface of the planet was no longer soil, but twisted flesh and blood. The demons and Chaos Space Marines in the Legion of Joy, who themselves looked grotesque, were doing even more indescribable things with the even stranger flesh and blood on the planet.

Appetite, bloodlust, carnal desire, torture, and sacrifice are all going on.

In order to pursue more sensory stimulation, the people of the Pleasure Legion do not treat others as human beings, nor do they treat themselves as human beings.

Lucius used to like such scenes as well, but he was not addicted to physical stimulation. He preferred fighting, and he liked the despair shown by the people he possessed at the end of their lives the most.

However, this place is also a good place for him. He can try to find a few more subordinates. As long as he plunders a human world and finds the corresponding mother body, he can form his own war gang again.

Corrupted gene seeds are not easy to deal with. Lucius, who has been famous for many years, is not an ordinary person. He still has savings. He saved a batch a long time ago just to prevent such a situation where the whole army is wiped out.

Chapter 344 Corrupted Sister Miriel

The Legion of Pleasure gathered here to wait for the arrival of Fulgrim. Slaanesh issued an oracle to gather all forces to carry out a plan, a plan to destroy a large number of worlds and harvest a large number of souls.

For this reason, there are hundreds of planets like this that are packed with the Legion of Joy.

However, for some reason Fulgrim has been unable to show up. Now the size of the legion is getting bigger and bigger, but due to the lack of a commander, it can only hide in the warp.

With the help of the Chaos Wizards, Lucius made rapid progress in rebuilding his warband. He led a few of his newly conquered men to a surprise attack on a small space station, and plundered thousands of people before the defenders could react.

The Chaos Space Marines' method of replenishing losses is very brutal, but the upside is that by embracing Chaos they can quickly gain strength and recover their combat effectiveness very quickly.

Now that he had a new mother body and new recruits, Lucius had to go look for his own saved gene seeds.

On another flesh planet, Lucius found someone who helped him preserve his gene-seed, another Slaanesh champion, Miriel, a battle-sister corrupted by Slaanesh.

The battle-sisters who serve the Emperor and are known as his daughters can also be corrupted one day.

As the first Battle-Sister to be corrupted by Slaanesh, Miriel is deeply favored by Slaanesh and blessed with many things, making her even more powerful.

Ordinary demons may not be her match. In order to wash away the shame, the empire has sent out special hunting teams many times, but they have all failed. Instead, Miriel has become more notorious.

When Lucius found Miriel, Miriel, like most of the Slaanesh followers, was enjoying herself.

"Hey, hey, isn't this the famous undead Lucius? How come you still remember to come and see me?"

Miriel was greeting Lucius, but she didn't stop her actions.

"I am here to take the gene seeds stored in your place. I need them to rebuild the warband."

Lucius looked into Miriel's eyes, his gaze not moving away even a bit.

"The Immortal has fallen on hard times. Can a poor Immortal still afford the storage fee? That is a gene seed, which is extremely precious."

Lucius was very angry about Miriel's raising the price, but he didn't dare to show it. The situation was stronger than the person. Miriel knew his abilities, and in terms of fighting power... Miriel was also stronger than him.

"I can ask for 20% less, no, 30%." Lucius had no choice but to admit defeat. There was only so much trust between Chaos believers. If it were someone else, they might not acknowledge it at all.

"No, no, no, this price is not enough, Lucius." Miriel exerted force and twisted the head of the person behind her off, opened her mouth and swallowed the blood flowing from the neck.

……

"What else do you want? I've helped you, Miriel." After some mental struggle in his mind, Lucius gave up the idea of ​​taking action.

"I'm only saying this because you've helped me." Miriel, with blood all over his mouth, smiled and said, "I have a deal, Lucius."

"We are gathered here because of the will of the gods, and we are all here to please the master. Do you know how to best please the honorable Dark Prince?"

Miriel's words aroused Lucius' interest. The Dark Prince's resurrection was a great gift to him, and he could not let his master down again this time.

"I know the purpose of the noble Dark Prince launching such a large-scale expedition. He hopes to obtain a special target, a precious sacrifice. Now, this sacrifice is hidden in the webway of the Eldar."

"If we can capture that special target and sacrifice it to the Dark Prince, the blessing and power it will receive will be unimaginable!"

Lucius was not surprised that Miriel also knew about the existence of Horace. After all, Slaanesh told him who the target was, and if more people acted together, the chances of success would be higher.

Lucius was very moved by Miriel's words. He knew that his power and his life and death all came from his master in the Most High. Only by pleasing his master could he do whatever he wanted.

Without the grace of his master, he, like Miriel before him, could turn into a pile of rotten meat or a chaos egg at any time. And his soul would never rest in peace, and would suffer endless torture.

"What are you going to do?" Lucius then asked.

"I know the reputation you once made in the Webway, and I also know how you got in... We can try to copy it." Miriel smiled sinisterly.

“Do you have a suitable target?”

"Of course... of course..." Miriel stretched out her lizard-like tongue and licked all the blood from the corners of her mouth. "I've been ready for a long time."

In a dungeon, a female Eldar was bound tightly with strong chains. Her body was covered with wounds, and the torture instruments in the dungeon were covered with her blood.

It can be seen that she suffered a lot of torture, and there was only one reason why she persisted, that is, she was more afraid of death.

Her soul stone was taken away, and once she died, her soul would be eaten by Slaanesh...that would be true damnation.

Therefore, even if her soul was crushed by torture, she could endure it.

But this time it was strange. A long time had passed since the last torture, and no new torture had come.

The strange Slaanesh Champion who was formed from a fallen female barbarian monkey did not appear again...it seemed that she was delayed by other things.

This quiet time gave the female Eldar a chance to recover her strength, and the Eldar's physical fitness, coupled with long-term warrior training, also turned her entire body into a killing weapon.

The slave who delivered the food had his throat slit by the female Eldar before picking up a broken piece of iron with his toes.

The chain had not been maintained for a long time, so the lock was not difficult to open, and the flexible toes quickly found a light iron wire on the slave's body.

After a simple operation, the female elf's whole body regained freedom.

She simply found some equipment, including armor and weapons, which made her feel more secure.

The female Eldar who was sneaking in the corridor found herself in a Chaos warship. According to the reaction of the warship, there was a battle outside and a group of Eldar pirates seemed to be attacking the Chaos warship.

Soon the Chaos warship was hit by bullets, and the explosion caused the warship to shake. Even with the physical fitness of the Eldar, it was difficult to stand firm.

That was the effect of a destructive-class lance of light, something the female Eldar were very familiar with, as it was standard equipment on Eldar cruisers.

Death at the hands of one's own people is also death, and for the soul's rest, the female Eldar still has to work hard. Fortunately, she was lucky enough to find her own Banshee Razor and the corresponding armor.

Even more fortunately, she learned the location of the escape pod from another slave.