I am the magnetic field maniac
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A Hell Walker glider carried a beast king from a witch cult. The male members of this cult wore black and gold nightmare armor and masks equipped with complex sound wave transmitters and pheromone traps. The harsh and cruel voice spread from his mouth to the entire venue...
"But the next performance should be the highlight, so let's let the first person who will defend the ring today come on stage!"
As sharp sounds rang out, accompanied by exciting drumbeats and horns, and as the door of the arena opened, a huge giant walked out!
The three-meter-tall body was covered with some pitch-black "shells" and interfaces with contraction marks. The corpse-like face was pale and covered with cut scars. There were countless rope-like nails inserted in the back of the head, like the long hair of an evil spirit, forming a terrifying beast.
And this thing is even more terrifying and cruel than a wild beast.
"Alien dogs!! Pointy-eared bastards!! Come down here, I'm going to kill you all, all of you!!"
He roared, roaring with an endless and rich bloody aura...
From his mouth full of sharp teeth came a vicious, bloody and cruel curse.
"Hahaha, the monkeys' voices are always so sweet to the ears."
The Beastmaster laughed cruelly, and the Dark Eldar laughed at him...
This berserker of Khorne could only rush towards the Grox beast that was mutated by the Haemolyuks with his bare hands.
His performance was much better than those of the previous Star Army soldiers.
When the Grox beast covered with sharp bone spikes and neural poison whips howled and rushed forward, the Khorne Berserker roared and met it head-on!
The nerve poison whips and bone spurs that could amplify the pain a thousand times harmed the Berserker's body, but the pain and injury only stimulated the bloodiness of this Khorne believer.
He howled, broke the two longest bone spurs on the Grox beast with one hand, and then inserted them directly into its brain as weapons!
As the giant beast roared, he rode on it and beat its head madly!
Powerful music continued to sound, and it was followed by the panting and roaring of the Dark Eldars... and surrounded by them, this Khorne berserker finally killed his opponent.
He won, bringing joy to his master, the right to live temporarily, and a usable weapon.
The next moment, a power sickle covered in dirt and pus, emitting a foul smell, engraved with three-ring runes, fell down... and there was no doubt that this was a weapon surrendered from the Chaos Space Marines of Nurgle.
"Hahaha, will the wild dogs of Khorne take up this weapon?"
Crazy laughter echoed over the arena, and it was obvious that those pointed-eared ones enjoyed seeing such a funny scene.
The next fight was about to begin. A giant beast was digging the dust with its sharp claws on the sand, howling for bloodthirstiness.
Its back is covered with long bony spurs. Its eyes are like wide saucers.
There was a long chain full of barbs on the heavy metal collar around their necks, which tied them to the ground and prevented them from moving.
"Quack! Pointy ears, I will kill you a thousand times, and it won't be enough!!"
Howling, the Khorne berserker could only pick up the fetid weapon.
Because his next enemy is an extremely huge "Gomera"...
This monster, which humans call the Soul Hunter, looks like a skinned hunting cat.
They are made of skinless flesh, powerful jaws, greedy claws and strong limbs, their bright red muscles are (always) moist and shiny, and on the bare bones of their skulls protrude several pairs of flat black...
Eyes. A long black tongue extending from Gao Meila's mouth seemed to be segmented, like a giant worm.
They are the war beasts of the Dark Eldar Beastmasters, creatures of the Warp bred in the heaving sea of the Aether, predators that rise and fall in the dreams of sentient life. They hunt living things, and of course, they hunt souls as well.
Even a fully-armed Astartes would be extremely dangerous against such a war beast... If he were to go unarmed, even the Berserkers of Khorne would have little chance of victory.
"Blood sacrifice to the Blood God, skull sacrifice to the Skull Throne!!"
The Berserker of Khorne roared, holding the power sickle and slashing at the Gomera in front of him...but the speed of this monster was even faster than the Berserker of Khorne!
With a scream that caused great pain to the soul, the two huge predatory arms on Gao Meila's shoulders swung to block the attack of the power sickle, and the sharp claws tore into the berserker's abdomen.
But this was a battle-hardened Khorne warrior after all. He rolled back to avoid the fatal attack. He swung the power sickle in his hand without hesitation, cutting off one of the opponent's predatory arms and giving Khorne's berserker the opportunity to seize the opportunity!
He grabbed the bone spur of the mutant Grox beast on the ground and stabbed it into the eyes of the Gomera in front of him. At the same moment the damage was caused, the body of the giant beast actually "disappeared".
This is the "phase travel" feature that Gomera, as a warp creature, possesses. Having avoided the fatal blow, Gomera opened its bloody mouth and bit the berserker of Khorne in an instant!
The Khorne berserker howled, feeling that he might be bitten in half in the next second.
But at this moment, he still seized the opportunity and grabbed the power sickle that was stuck on Gao Meila's back!
The Butcher's Nail in his head was stimulating his nerves, and the Berserker of Khorne had no reason at all. He could only use his instincts and the power brought by the stimulated anger to fight back!
Tear! !
The terrifying force, carrying the weapon of the Fourteenth Legion, tore open Gao Meila's back. When the bite paused for a moment, he grabbed the monster's head and stretched it open, then forcibly tore off the lower jaw, head, and spine completely! !
Cheers like a tsunami came from the mouths of the dark elves in the stands. They felt the pain, and then enjoyed the pleasure like drug addicts. At the same time, they appreciated the bloody fight even more.
However, the fight is clearly not over.
The moment the Khorne berserker tore off the head of the Gomera, four even larger Gomera suddenly appeared from all around him. They rushed forward and tore the Khorne berserker to pieces in just a moment.
Gomeras have always been group hunters, so it is only natural that there are more of them.
No one would think there was anything wrong. In Commorragh, only Slaanesh and Khorne had no chance of survival. The former was their mortal enemy...
The latter is the best sacrifice offered to the God of Bloody Hand by the Nightmares who believe in Cain.
The death of the Khorne berserker caused even greater cheers from the stands... However, such a performance obviously could not please the "big guys" sitting on the pleasure airship and the throne of pain.
"Selene, if this level of performance is the only thing you can have in your arena, perhaps Overlord shouldn't waste his precious time."
A Dark Eldar Archon wearing ghostly plate armor and with a trophy rack full of skulls on his back looked at the performance below with disdain and said coldly to the side...
"Don't worry, Lord Tariel, our ace of the arena will not let you down."
The Dark Eldar who spoke was like all Black Bean Sprout women, she was tall and slender with lithe limbs;
The skin was white as alabaster, with high cheekbones, dark almond eyes, and delicate and pointed ears;
The costume, composed of multiple layers of shiny blade armor and silky robes, delicately wrapped her graceful body...
A belt made of twisted barbed wire was tied tightly around her slender buttocks.
Her golden hair fanned out behind her head like the feathers of some fantastic bird...
There are even obscene patterns carved on the golden brooch-shaped translator.
The beautiful face was full of wanton and flattering smile.
Facing the archon of the black-hearted conspiracy group, even Selene, the owner of the arena and a Comoros noble, did not dare to be negligent in the slightest.
She knew that the person in front of her represented the will of Asrubail Victor, the overlord of the Thousand Blades City.
And if nothing unexpected happens, at some point in twenty-four hours, the Overlord of Youdu will leave his palace and ride on his Platform of Destruction to come here to watch the fight.
This is undoubtedly a supreme honor for Selene!
Because although she is a noble, she only has a declining arena. In Comoros, which is full of lies and blades, if she cannot maintain her strength, she will only die!
After that, Serene whispered a few words, and the Beast King host hesitated for a moment, and then said in an extremely exaggerated tone...
"Ladies and gentlemen! You are blessed today, because our Lady Selene has decided to make an exception and allow our competitive champion to fight today!!"
"Welcome our Champion, the invincible Monkey Warrior, our Caped Crusader!!"
The next moment, the entire arena erupted in cheers and discussions... and then, as the platform and the gate slowly rose, a figure walked out...
It was a figure more than two meters tall, but not particularly strong.
Wrapped in a dark red tight vest and trousers, with a fluttering silver cape behind.
He was actually a human? And not one of those bloated Astartes?
His hands were restrained by cold iron, and those who knew the goods would recognize that the metal was made of the Helmet of Resentment...
Not only is it sturdy, it also has an extremely brutal anti-psychic stance... making anyone who uses psychic power within range suffer excruciating pain worse than death!
It was just such a mortal with his hands and feet bound, who came to the center of the arena, amid the fanatical gazes and boos of countless Dark Eldar... silently facing the four Gomeras in front of him who easily tore the Khorne berserkers to pieces.
"Is this the champion warrior of your arena? An ordinary ape?" Tariel looked at the human below with a rough and cruel gaze, and asked with interest...
"Lord Tariel, he is not an ordinary ape." Selene grinned, gorgeous and cruel...
"When I brought him back to Commorragh, more than fifty Chaos Astartes had fallen beside him. Even so, he killed twenty-two Cabal warriors and three Nightmares who were hunting him!"
"He is my ace in the arena, and he will be the most powerful gladiator in all of Comoros!"
2. Blood God Realm
War! Glory! Blood! Skulls! Kill kill kill!!
Endless sea of blood, endless wars, endless struggles.
This is an endless scorched earth dyed red by splattered blood, a horrible wasteland filled with the smell of blood and fire, and a war hell with flowing magma and sea of blood!
At the end of the endless chaotic wasteland, at the end of the huge brass fortress, the master of war and killing sat on his brass throne, roaring and sending out countless armies that submitted to his throne to hunt skulls for him and fill the abyss of this sea of blood with every drop of hatred and struggle!
The walls of the fortress were like blades, with countless iron gallows and brutal steel nails attached to them, on which hung the warriors who died in the gladiatorial pits of Khorne.
They were tied up and their skins were peeled off alive. Blood flowed down the smooth walls. Their howls became a deterrent to any cowards and eventually gathered into the moat of this fortress!
Khorne does not want the weak, Khorne only wants the strong!
There should be only endless war and annihilation in Khorne's realm!
The Blood God's only goal is to identify the strongest, eliminate the useless weak, and practice the ultimate law of the jungle! !
No normal life would want to visit the realm of Khorne... but those who can enter here are all war maniacs who worship war, crave killing, and hope to gain the joy of victory in the competition of the jungle!
And now, the realm of Khorne has welcomed a different kind of visitor.
The moment he descended, the owner of the brass throne sensed it, and immediately, his never-ending angry roar resounded throughout the entire chaotic wasteland!
"Bring him here! Kill him! Destroy him! I only want the strongest one, I only want the strongest Eternal God's Chosen!!"
Khorne roared, and the Lord of Skulls, the Blood God issued his orders, commanding the demons of the entire realm to take action, and even temporarily put aside the eternal war with other evil gods to hunt down the alien souls that broke into the warp!
The gate of the Brass Fortress was opened, and then the demon army rushed out of the fortress like a tide, howling and searching for their only prey according to the orders of their master!
From the howling and brutal flesh hounds to the terrifying and huge bloodthirsty demons, from skull-collectors to god-like blood-letters, the demon army like waves poured out of the chaotic wasteland. The eighth-level demons and eighty-eight legions were pursuing the only target that the Blood God was looking for!
Kill him! Kill him!
Killed by him! Killed by him!
Their great master Khorne wants to get that person, and what Khorne requires is to kill!
Go kill him! Only by killing him can you get him! And the weak who are killed are not worthy of being the favorite of Khorne! !
Killed by him! Only by being killed by him can he prove that he is the strongest!
The most qualified to be Khorne's favorite!!
Conflict and destruction, this is the true meaning of Khorne, and the orders are not self-contradictory.
But the great Khorne only needs the strongest to be his eternally chosen one, and only needs to compete for the final winner in the war!
There is no need for losers to stay in this world. The law of the jungle is the law of nature in this world! Eliminate the weak and keep the strong!
Eliminate everything that is not suitable for survival!
Survival of the fittest!
Kill kill kill!
An extremely cruel and pure concept. When this surging bloody army and this endless wave of killing emerge, who can say that this is wrong?
Who can reject this blood-red truth?
Who can deny the rules that have existed since the birth of life?
And he did not hide from the target that this endless demon was hunting.
Standing in the center of this endless wasteland, Bai Wujie's feet stepped on the ground flowing with blood and magma, staring at the approaching blood-red waves.
This is his test.
Following the advice of the powerful, Bai Wujie separated his soul, cut his body, and let his soul plunge into the endless ocean of souls.
Only after completing the trials here will his soul be complete and he can become a true ultimate strong man!
This is hell, a hell formed by the mixed thoughts of countless natural creatures.
There is endless chaos here, a mirror reflecting the constant wailing and pain of the residents in this cesspool-like hell.
The first moment he entered the subspace, his soul was attracted by the four brightest lights in the highest sky and he plunged into the one closest to him.
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