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Miriel looked at the familiar faces that turned to ashes in the flames. Her body shook twice, and she seemed to have been drained of all her strength. She knelt weakly on the ground and sobbed softly in front of the flames. While crying, she recited everyone's name and held a posthumous requiem mass for them.

"I, I will take your ashes home."

Everyone watching this sad scene felt endless sadness and anger, and came to comfort the heartbroken Miriel. Even Valkia, a Khorne believer, patted her weak shoulders comfortingly.

And Aenarion was surprised to find that, perhaps after sealing the demon, or perhaps after obtaining the new mark of Slaanesh, he had lost his ability to empathize!

People will feel sad when they see their compatriots lying on a hospital bed dying, they will feel pain when they see their compatriots suffering from a disaster, and they will feel angry when they see their compatriots being falsely accused and massacred. This is empathy, the ability to put oneself in the shoes of others to experience their situation and thus feel and understand their feelings.

And now, Aenarion found that as he looked at the sea of ​​blood and corpses of his compatriots, and at the grief-stricken Miriel who was still forcing herself to pray for all the dead, he did not feel the slightest sadness or throbbing in his heart, but only boredom.

Aenarion was a little frightened, but he dared not show it. He walked over calmly, and like everyone else, comforted the heartbroken little nun, gave her a big hug, and watched her sad tears wet his clothes. But under the golden mask, that beautiful face showed no expression.

He didn't sympathize with her, he just knew he should sympathize with her.

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After an unknown amount of time, the flames died down, the smoke dissipated, and Mirielle placed all the ashes in a box, carefully held it in her arms, and wanted to take it back to Rhodes Island.

Aleri also cleaned up the battlefield and reoccupied the Governor's Palace with the remaining sixty people. The Governor sent by Ottoman had long been controlled by Slaanesh, and sat in the Governor's Palace like a puppet, and was thrown into the flames along with the Ottoman crescent flag.

However, she did not hang the flag of St. Mark of Venice, but instead the flag of the Knights Hospitaller with a black background and a red cross.

And Aenarion gained wealth: four sixteen-meter-long Arab galleys, six cannons, sixty chain bullets, sixty shotgun shells, sixty solid bullets, and corresponding gunpowder. The pirates' wealth accumulated over the years, the wealth extorted this month, and a batch of taxes that were about to be paid to the Sultan were all eaten up by Aenarion. It is estimated that the total value is about 60,000 silver coins.

The captains also had many rare items on them. Aenarion selected a pair of purple silk gloves as thin as a cicada's wings and put them on his hands.

[Agility Gloves] (Blue): Agility +4.

After the spoils were divided among the men, the city and its people went to Allari, more than 30,000 silver coins worth of booty, as well as the ships and cannons went to Aenarion, and more than 30,000 silver coins and all the captives went to Valkia and her Khorne pirates.

It was the first time that the little Khorne girl saw so many spoils of war, her eyes widened, and she generously gave 20,000 silver coins to 200 Khorne pirates, making them completely loyal to her and becoming the first group of troops in the Black Wolf Tribe who swore allegiance to her until death.

"I have already sealed the God-honored Lust Demon in my heart. What are the next two steps to do? The occupation scroll you gave me is very vague."

After dealing with everything, Aenarion returned to the Governor's Mansion and looked at Allari, the senior demon hunter.

"It's very simple."

Aleri said wearily, this bunch of Slaanesh pirate tax farmers have caused great trouble to the entire island of Evia. It’s bad enough that they collect exorbitant taxes, but they have also learned how to collect taxes for next year and the year after. I don’t know how they learned it without any guidance.

“Oh, sorry, I forgot you’re a Charisma caster, not an Intelligence caster, I’ll write it simpler for you.

Simply put, in the second step, you have to learn how to exploit and draw power from the demon in your heart. In the third step, you have to learn how to control and harness the demon's power to complete the [Demon Transformation]. Different demons have different ways of exploiting. Well, your Slaanesh demon is relatively simple. When making love, just find a way to make her climax first. For a lustful Slaanesh demon, it is very easy. The Far East Zhendan has the same technology, which is called Yin-replenishing-yang.

It is said that more than 1,100 years ago, when the Demon Hunter advanced class was first created, it was necessary to use a ritual dagger to blind one's eyes in exchange for ghostly vision. However, this step was optimized hundreds of years ago. Isn't it just to enhance vision? Many psionic spells and magic equipment can do that. There is no need to poke yourself blind. "

Alleli picked up the quill, dipped it in ink, and quickly wrote a bunch of additional notes on the scroll.

This time, Aenarion understood it. He closed his eyes and felt the God-Lord Slaanesh sealed inside his heart in his consciousness.

Her chopped-off pair of beautiful legs and six jade arms grew back, and she was no longer a human stick. However, the high and mighty God-like demon was stripped of all his clothes, and his body was full of exotic style.

The voluptuous and charming body was cross-bound by thin silver chains, and the cold and dazzling chains were tied into her pink ice-like skin and bones. On her beautiful and sexy body, diamond-shaped patterns were tightly bound, making her graceful figure even more sexy.

Several sections of silver chains went around her plump and upright breasts and were deeply tied into the base of her breasts, making the two round and full mountains look particularly prominent and proud.

At this moment, the divine demon, who was tied up tightly with silver chains, was kneeling in a pool of blood like a dog, using his six jade-white arms and white and round knees to support his slender and beautiful body. His two plump and tender buttocks were raised high towards the sky, and his smooth jade back, with diamond-shaped lines of beautiful flesh squeezed by the silver chains, drew a fascinating pink arc in the air. His pair of plump breasts, which were tied up with iron chains, were hidden between the six arms, hanging in the air, gently shaking in various shapes that made one's blood boil.

Eight three-meter-long spears burning with silver flames pierced through her six palms and a pair of pink and round feet, nailing her to the bloody ground. She could only maintain a lowly kneeling posture, unable to move even a bit.

Thirteen iron chains forged with psychic energy hung down from the void of the sky. Eight of them were psychic chains that locked the ends of eight spears, two tied her neck and tail, and two pierced her snow-white back, locking a pair of scapulae connecting her six arms.

The last iron chain penetrated into the pink flesh on the side of the slender waist and sank deeply into the core part of the Slaanesh demon: the uterus in the lower abdomen.

The God-Lord Lust's super regenerative ability became a curse at this moment, causing the healed flesh and blood to merge into one with the psychic chains and silver spears that pierced his body, making them indistinguishable from each other.

However, in such horrific torture and pain, the demon was panting and his face was flushed, as if he got great satisfaction from the pain.

Aenarion looked at the scene before him, which was as erotic and brutal as the one in which Slaanesh tortured the Crusader Knights. He felt neither anger nor shock in his heart. Instead, the slight excitement and pleasure hidden in the dark corner of his heart were infinitely magnified at this moment, and his breathing and heartbeat became rapid.

Chapter 112: Demonic Cauldron

"Oh? Future demon hunter, noble enchanter, this is your seal?"

Even though he was in a desperate situation, the God-like lust demon still had a lustful look on his face and sneered arrogantly.

"That's it? Your bondage skills are not even as good as those of the lowest level Slaanesh demons. Let me go and let me teach you how to tie up a girl and get pleasure from it. How about that?"

"Then what do you, a god-like demon, count for when you are locked up with such a lowly restraint technique?"

Aenarion also showed a sarcastic expression. He carefully studied the method of extracting the power of the Slaanesh demon. The more he looked at it, the more familiar it seemed. Why did it feel like the same as the method of taking yin to replenish yang in the literature of his previous life? Did he have to refine this Slaanesh demon into a demon cauldron?

Fortunately, the demon he caught was a female six-armed demon who was very beautiful and could handle his dick.

Those demon hunters who caught male Slaanesh demons, or Slaanesh ponies, or Slaanesh chaos eggs... eh, how miserable.

Aenarion walked behind the demon and stroked her plump and moist buttocks. The pink buttocks were so soft and elastic, and the excellent touch made him unable to let go. Aenarion grabbed it hard and pressed it, and his whole hand sank into it. Large pieces of soft and tender buttocks overflowed from between his five fingers, tightly wrapping each finger.

Inarion grasped the two beautiful buttocks with both hands and gently pulled them apart. In the pink mountains, he saw two petals that were already covered in mud. The white marble column went straight in and pierced to the bottom. The pistil was like an abyss among the stars, and like a whirlpool on the sea. Thousands of pink wrinkles tightly clung to every inch of the marble column's surface, trembling like waves, which made Inarion take a breath of cold air.

Aenarion loosened his hands, and his two beautiful buttocks suddenly rebounded and hit the marble pillars, creating seductive pink ripples. The pressure on the buttocks and the suction of the pistil were so intense that he almost surrendered.

Aenarion forced himself to hold back. If he wanted to turn this demon into a cauldron and absorb her demonic power, he had to let her climax first, instead of ejaculating himself first.

"Oh, not bad, I thought you would just surrender."

Even though the God-Lord Lust Demon was pierced all over his body by spears and chains, and his brain was struggling in intense pain and pleasure, he still maintained a trace of rationality. These mortals were too ridiculous. The method they used to squeeze the power of the Slaanesh demons was learned from them. As long as he climaxed first, it was not certain who would squeeze whose power!

Aenarion took a few deep breaths, keeping his mind and body balanced, then launched an attack. His hard abdominal muscles hit her plump, round buttocks again and again, and the marble pillars hit her heart again and again, like a siege hammer. Every impact made her whole body tremble wildly with the sound of the chains colliding. The plump buttocks and huge breasts bound by the chains swayed in erotic waves.

The two sides fought for dozens of minutes, but no one ejaculated. The obscene sound of flesh hitting each other was accompanied by the sound of water.

The sound of flowers splashing echoed back and forth in the empty and bloody space. The two of them were holding back their orgasms more fiercely than the other. The God-lord lust demon gritted his teeth and even regarded the pain and torture brought by this forced orgasm as a kind of blissful enjoyment. As time went by, Aenarion found that he really could not outlast this God-lord lust demon.

He had no choice but to suspend his attack. As if sensing Aenarion's weakness, the God-Demon mocked him again.

"Why, you don't want to exploit my sister's power anymore? No way, no way, you can't do it anymore?"

"I suddenly remembered something."

Aenarion pulled out a marble pillar from the mud, walked forward a few steps, and rode on her slender and graceful waist. The hot marble pillar pressed against her smooth spine, and he actually mistook the lustful demon for a pink mare.

"You toyed with those crusaders so unscrupulously, corrupted the Pegasus into a nightmare, made it eat its master's body, manipulated the crusaders to rape and humiliate your sisters who depended on you for life and death, but you didn't feel any guilt or pity. Do you feel happy doing such cruel and bloody things?"

"What else? Eating is about being happy. According to you mortals, I am just cooking. Their souls are too bland. I just want to add some condiments called decadence, pleasure, pain and torture before eating their souls. By the way, let these monks and nuns who have never experienced carnal desires indulge themselves in happiness. They should thank me."

The Godly Devil said arrogantly.

"You guys, are you completely incapable of empathy and the ability to feel the pain of others?"

Aenarion continued to ask.

"I'm not sure what you mean by empathy. If you ask me whether I will sympathize with others, my answer is never."

The Godly Devil simply disdains to lie.

At this moment, Aenarion understood that the reason he lost his empathy and compassion was probably because he had sealed the divine lust demon in his heart, causing his emotions to rapidly draw closer to the demon of Slaanesh. He had lost the ability to feel the pain of others, and some dark pleasures were infinitely magnified.

Well, then again, she seemed to enjoy the pain very much, could it be that I had also become a demon in this aspect?

Inarion stretched out his right thumb and bit it hard with his teeth. Dopamine was secreted rapidly in his brain. He did not feel any pain, but instead experienced the pleasure of making love!

Aenarion felt a little uneasy about the changes in his emotions, but this uneasiness was diluted by excitement. It turned out that these Slaanesh demons would feel the pleasure of making love when they were injured. I know how to refine her into a demon cauldron and absorb yin to replenish yang.

Aenarion raised his body, and the marble pillar pushed apart the plump buttocks, once again penetrating the muddy center of the flower. At the same time, he slapped the beautiful buttocks of the God-Lord Lust Demon with his right hand, leaving a series of red palm prints on it. With his left hand, he grabbed the psychic iron chain that was deeply inserted into her uterus, causing it to tremble and spin wildly inside the demon's body!

"Oh oh oh oh!!!"

Under the triple blow, the face of the Devil of Desire became even redder. She felt fear for the first time in a long time. The intense pain instantly turned into extreme pleasure, making her almost unable to control herself!

"Why, weren't you very arrogant just now?"

Aenarion lay on her smooth jade-like back, squirming while grabbing the top of the snow-capped peaks, a pair of purple grapes, with both hands. He kneaded, squeezed, and pulled them up vigorously, and gently scratched them with the edge of his sharp nails to make them more engorged and erect. After gently rubbing and picking them, he pinched the base of the nipples with both hands and pulled them down hard. The intense stimulation even made this divine demon of lust ooze out a stream of pink milk.

At the same time, the marble column was still attacking, attacking, attacking frantically!

Seeing that the God-Lord Lust Demon was still gritting his teeth and holding on, Aenarion climbed up from her smooth jade-like back, read the spell, and put on a bone armor for himself just in case. Then a silver-white psychic lightning, accompanied by dazzling lightning and deafening thunder, hit the iron chain that pierced her lower abdomen and uterus, making her cry out with pleasure under the severe electric shock!

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The deadly pleasure brought by the strong electric shock made the demon unable to hold on any longer. His eyes rolled back, and his consciousness ascended to the palace of bliss in the sky, whereupon he burst out like a flood. The pure demon power, wrapped in the boiling female essence, was poured all over the marble pillars of Aenarion. The surging demon power was completely absorbed by him.

Aenarion opened his eyes and returned to the real world. The terrifying demonic energy filled his limbs and bones. His tall and slender body grew taller with a crackling sound, and his height jumped from two meters to two meters and four. He was as tall and slender as the God-Lord Lust Demon. His entire temperament changed drastically, and he became more elegant and cold.

Fortunately, the only physical change I had was growing taller, unlike Alleri who had grown a pair of small devil horns.

Aenarion tried to perform the demon transformation. In an instant, waves of intoxicating and crazy psychic energy swept in all directions. Four brand new arms tore through their robes and stretched out from their shoulders. A large number of gorgeous and beautiful pink magic patterns, like thorns, wrapped around six strong and slender white arms like ancient Greek sculptures, and bloomed in all directions according to his will.

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Each of his arms, covered with magic patterns, can be used as if it were his dominant hand, and he can use various swords and tools easily and skillfully.

Aenarion casually pulled out six sharp swords from the Governor's Palace and began to play with them, like the most skilled swordsman, playing with six sharp blades at the same time, drawing six dazzling trajectories in the air.

And those purple eyes faded into a terrifyingly enchanting pink, burning in waves of psychic energy, turning into catastrophic fire of Slaanesh. After Alleli took a look into his eyes, her body trembled and she could hardly stand.

The Phoenix Mark on the palm of his left hand dimmed a little, but the Slaanesh Mark on the back of his left hand seemed to be in demon form, as bright as the sun, and could be easily seen through the agility gloves.

[Aenarion Demon Form] (Demon)

Level 5 (4th level Psion + 1st level Demon Hunter)

Level 5 (Level 5 Death Knight)

Health 38, Mana 58

6x Long Sword Hit +10, Chaos Damage 10~20

Protection 22 (Apprentice Robe +1, Agility +5, Inertia Armor +7, Graceful +7)

Strength 14, Agility 22, Constitution 10

Intelligence 16, Wisdom 8, Charisma 26

Chaos Magic: 10

[Demon Transformation]: Agility +4, Charisma +4. Increase your arms to six, each of which is your dominant hand. When you initiate melee combat, agility replaces strength to determine attack hits and combat damage, and the damage type becomes chaos damage (for every 1 point of chaos magic consumed, the demon form lasts for 1 minute).

[Mark of Slaanesh: Unrivaled Grace]: When you are unarmored and unencumbered, you can add your Charisma bonus to your defense (+7).

[Mark of the Phoenix: Rebirth from the Ashes]: Restore one point of health every six seconds.

Aenarion looked at the attributes. The effect of this demon transformation was really powerful. His own melee ability was very poor, but after the demon transformation, his defense, attack, and damage were greatly enhanced. Perhaps he could compete with Mariana and Leopard Woman in pure melee combat.

But what the hell is this Chaos Mana? I have been fighting with that Godly Devil for almost an hour, and I only got ten points of Chaos Mana, which gave me ten minutes of time to transform into a demon? If I want to continue to transform, I have to keep squeezing her? Has it really become a demon cauldron?

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Chapter 113: The Price of Power

"The Demon Hunter advanced class has a total of ten levels, corresponding to ten abilities. Every time you make a breakthrough in psychic attainments and master a demonic ability close to the origin of chaos, you can upgrade the Demon Hunter by one level.

And now, you have unlocked the most core and basic [Demon Transformation] of the Demon Hunter. There are nine powerful abilities waiting for you to learn. I have written them on the scroll. Some abilities require complex demonic rituals. Practice slowly according to the scroll. Just be prepared. Brother, if you have any questions, come back to Evia to find me. The port and gate of Evia are always open to you. "

"Thank you very much. If Evia is threatened by the Ottomans again, you can continue to ask me for help."

Aenarion looked carefully at his professional information and found that his spellcasting level as a psychic had indeed been synchronized to level five due to the pure demonic power. He had broken through the shackles of the third ring and could choose two third-ring psychic powers or magic and put them into the known list.

Finally, it's the third ring! It's a qualitative leap for a spellcaster to be able to cast a third-ring spell. Many powerful, core psychic powers and magic are third-ring, such as the famous [Fireball], which is a third-ring evocation.

However, Aenarion did not choose Fireball. His team had the omnipotent spellcaster Astariel, as well as so many shotguns and ogre lead-spraying cannons, so the need for group damage was not very strong.

So, what magic should I choose? I have the Psion's [Psionic Missiles] for group attacks, and the Death Knight's [Death Coil] for single attacks. The damage is already sufficient, and my defense has also been put on the last piece of the puzzle. Find some amplification magic? The demon's transformation time is too short, and there is no time to wait in place to add buffs.

Aenarion thought for a while and chose [Third Ring Psionic Power: Telekinetic Throwing]. He had been coveting this psychic power for a long time. The specific effect was to use the power of psychic power to manipulate objects remotely and throw them out, causing great damage.

He was now equivalent to a fifth-level psychic, and with the dual enhancements of the Warlock Bloodline and the Arcane Ring, he was considered to be a seventh-level psychic. Therefore, he could throw seven things at a time. He could choose to control the throwing of seven giant swords to attack seven people at the same time to clear out the minions, or he could control the seven giant swords to kill one person at the same time to cause a high burst.

This psychic power has been used by both Astariel and Khayon. Astariel can use this psychic power to tear the earth, throw rocks and soil, or directly control six spears and weapons for telekinetic throwing.

Iskandar Khayon was even more terrifying. He used this psychic power to throw himself and a bunch of zombies into the sky, and then threw them onto the deck. He and his crew were controlled by telekinesis and could not move at all. When his level was higher, he would be able to use this psychic power and reach the level of Iskandar Khayon.

As for the second psychic power...

Aenarion thought for a moment and chose a simple three-ring spell: [Dispel Magic]. As the name suggests, it can remove a

The magic that is currently being used, or countering a spell that has not yet been cast, suppressing the magical effect of an equipment... The disadvantage is that it can only offset one spell at a time, and the higher the level of the target spell, the smaller the probability of elimination, and the lower the level of the target spell, the greater the probability of elimination.

Well, it's a simple anti-magic method.

After choosing the spells to make himself stronger, Aenarion asked the question that bothered him the most.