I am the magnetic field maniac

Even Lilith, who always maintained her elegance in every aspect of the battle, now raised her weapon and threw aside her elegance and nobility...

He stood on the hood of his vehicle and roared like a special forces boy.

They really felt happier than ever before.

When they realized that their faith was no longer an empty talk, when they realized that their day-to-day prayers might finally have a chance of being answered...how could these dark elves living in despair not feel ecstatic?

This group of desperate pointy-eared people were so extreme. They had experienced the bitter days without the protection of gods for 10,000 years in a row. Therefore, too many of them were extremely eager for the protection of gods.

Otherwise, Evelyne's Death Army wouldn't have expanded to such a large scale all of a sudden.

Kane is here, and Bloody Hand is right beside them! Their faith and souls have a home, and they are no longer as desperately jealous of those monkeys they despised as they were in the past!

Although he was a monkey, their God was with him.

That's fucking enough!

He loves us!!

The frenzied charge was accompanied by a very ridiculous greenskin war cry...

This group of Kane's racing boys, which was growing stronger and stronger in Comoros, finally rushed to the area of ​​​​the annexed kingdom.

There is a road leading to the dungeon here. They have to rush to Cain's Gate from here and eliminate the fatal problem at the source.

But it's obvious that some people are not happy to see things going so smoothly.

On the dark streets of Comoros, an extremely strange dance party was taking place. Thousands of Slaanesh banshees, each of them grabbed a Dark Eldar, forced the other party to dance with them.

Their dance is extremely gorgeous, and their steps are so precise that it is amazing... As Slaanesh demons, their artistic accomplishment is indeed as high as three or four stories high.

However, their behavior has little to do with elegance.

Because with every dance step, they would tear off a piece of flesh from their partner in front of them...

Amid the wailing of the Dark Eldar, he tore off their muscles to expose their blood-red nerves, and continued dancing while chewing.

This death ball is so disgusting no matter how you look at it.

However, the so-called disgust is only for those who will not be affected by the evil tricks of sex. For most people -

The moment they face the demons of Slaanesh, they will have to endure an invasion of charm... If their mental state cannot pass the test, the result will be that they will be directly charmed... and then lose the ability to resist in a state of extreme fear and extreme intoxication.

In fact, although in the eyes of those who can see through the true nature of Slaanesh demons... these demons with crab claws have nothing to do with beauty... but in the eyes of those who cannot see through, every Slaanesh demon is an extremely beautiful woman.

These messengers of pleasure and depravity, wanton girls, sadists and flattering succubi, exuding an intoxicating and seductive body fragrance, swaying their soft and slender waists, and walking in with a giggle.

Blood Shark grinned, as if he could not see through the psychic veil of these Slaanesh demons, or rather, he could see through it, but allowed himself to be deceived for the sake of his own spiritual happiness.

However, after a happy appreciation, his orders were direct.

"Boys, tear these stinky bastards into pieces!"

"Waaaaaagh!"

Following Blood Shark's order, the Dark Eldar, who were still intoxicated by the charm of Slaanesh the moment before, raised their weapons, their eyes bloodshot, and pounced forward with howls!

Their speed is extremely fast and their strength is extremely high, as if they have endless power and courage, allowing them to fearlessly confront the enemy of their own race!

Because their gods are here!

His gaze gives us strength!!

This is indeed the case. The existence of Khaine's Excalibur allows these Dark Eldar who fight bravely to receive blessings from Khaine, filling them with boiling murderous intent and courage in their hearts, as well as the power to stimulate their potential!

The way that Kane blesses is not exactly the same as Khorne's, but there is no difference! Those who fight bravely will receive Kane's blessing, and even in ancient times... the witches who were powerful enough to please Kane could even become full-time "Bride of Kane"!

No more words, Waaaaaaagh that's it!!

"Gah! How, how could this happen?"

"It hurts so much!! But Darling, you are strong, strong and powerful!"

"Oh, you ripped off my thighs, but your ass is so elastic hehehe."

The group of lewd banshees who were surrounded and tortured let out waves of wailing and moaning. They were amazed at how these little lambs could become so brave...

But also revel in the pleasure these brave men take in cutting their own bodies with their sharp, fiery weapons.

Pain itself is a part of happiness. How can physical stimulation be limited to such low-level pleasures as caressing?

Surrounded and driven by pain, they laughed wildly and fired their minions back...but these Eldar, who used to be weaklings in front of the demons of Slaanesh, suddenly burst out with extremely strong power and organization.

Of course, they seemed to have lost the compassion that did not exist in the first place. When faced with their compatriots who were captured by these Slaanesh banshees and used as shields, they would pierce and chop them off without mercy.

Being protected by gods and not being protected by gods are indeed two different concepts.

"Sigh, this scene is really not something a good person like me should watch."

Blood Shark had no intention of ending the battle, but instead watched the Eldar boys under his command slaughter these Slaanesh, and said with a joking smile...

"They are coming for me, and for you as well."

Kane's voice echoed in his mind, carrying the same anger, murderous intent, and strong impatience as always...

The source of these emotions is, of course, things like oxygen bags - or rather, the impending force behind these things!

When all the Slaanesh banshees that blocked the way were slaughtered, the "power" arrived as Cain said.

From the pink and purple hues that covered the black sky of Comoros, from the foul power that came from the highest heaven and came here on the winds of chaos.

In an instant, countless corpses of Slaanesh banshees were moved by invisible forces like puppets. They began to dance, blending together with their gentle and strange steps...

Their thighs, their arms, their claws, mixed with those filthy and ambiguous organs, stacked and fused together.

And on that disgusting tower of flesh and blood, there was an extremely blasphemous trace, followed by an extremely sensational low moan...

"what……"

Following the low groan, the terrifying tower of flesh and blood collapsed instantly...but what walked out from it was a suffocating figure.

He has a slender figure, his skin is as delicate, smooth and perfect as a white marble statue, and his posture is incredibly elegant.

His posture is neither male nor female, or rather, it is both.

That body, full of muscular body and smooth skin, possesses both male and female characteristics, and is covered in gold and silver ornaments and sentimental purple gauze.

His face held an indescribable irony and joy; it was beautiful and elegant, yet also hideously ugly and frightening.

He was wearing a bondage cloak made up of four sharp whips, the ends of which were connected to his waist.

All four of his arms are deadly weapons. The pair of hands growing behind his shoulders have sharp and deadly angles, while the two arms in front hold a hunting spear and a smooth mirror shield.

Her posture was extremely elegant and relaxed, as if she was just taking part in a trivial hunt.

But she is strong enough to deserve this elegant posture.

The moment he appeared on the battlefield, the great witch spirit who had just been killing people was pierced through the chest.

Her eyes widened as if she couldn't understand why her speed and dynamic vision couldn't capture the enemy's movements at all!

In fact, it wasn't just her. The two Nightmare Bishops beside her were also pierced through along with their plate armor in an instant, and the arrogant Lilith was slammed away by the mirror-like shield.

The first moment she appeared, she instantly killed four powerful dark elves.

And her identity was obvious.

The Keeper of Secrets, the Lord of Hunting, the Dark Prince's most powerful weapon, the embodiment of the feud between Slaanesh and Khorne -

Xalaxi Demonic Disaster

"I bring you sweet greetings from the Prince of Darkness."

The hunting king stretched out his graceful body... Feeling the cold stimulation brought by the wind passing through the material universe on his skin, under the crown made of his own sensory organs and tentacles, Xia Laxi Mo Zai looked at the blood shark with a teasing look, softly whispering like a lover...

"Join our party and give us what you stole that is not yours."

"In this way, you will become the most beloved child of the Dark Prince... Oh, is there anything better than this in the world?"

As Xia Laxi Mo Zai spoke, his body shook unconsciously, as if he was experiencing a different kind of happiness and peak in his mind...

"That sounds great, but I fucking hate throwing parties!" Blood Shark grinned.

"Most importantly, a party hosted by an ugly person like you would be fucking terrible!"

"Haha, it's a pity, or rather, it makes me happy."

Xia La Xi Mo Zai laughed loudly, her branches and branches shook, and the dark elves she had worn up cried and wailed.

"You are a very dangerous animal. I never thought I would be able to hunt such valuable prey."

Xia Laxi Mozai's breath is as sweet as orchid, but hidden in the soft whisper is the cruelty and joy of being a prey.

But she was definitely not bluffing, absolutely not.

Although Xarahi Malzor is a great demon of Slaanesh, she definitely does not have the characteristics of other Slaanesh demons who always fail or embarrass themselves at critical moments - Xarahi Malzor herself can almost be regarded as the strongest demon!

She was born from the endless struggle between Slaanesh and Khorne. When Khorne thought that Slaanesh's joy in battle was a blasphemy and humiliation to warriors, the angry Slaanesh created Shalahi-Massaur.

She has been the embodiment of Slaanesh's good wishes since her birth.

She is the embodiment of the eternal and bitter feud between Slaanesh and the blood god Khorne... created by Slaanesh to kill bloodthirsty daemons with ease and contempt.

What an unforgettable victory for Slaanesh, defeating a hostile evil god that he was obsessed with.

So Shalahi Demon Scourge is different from all other Slaanesh demons, the only pleasure she indulges in and enjoys is hunting. Hunting those enemies of Slaanesh, hunting those powerful things.

Having a single goal can bring happiness, and this may mean that Slaanesh itself also contains some of the characteristics of Khorne's power and authority.

Just as Slaanesh created her for the purpose, the achievements of Xarahi the Demonic were also demonstrated by stepping on the body of the bloodthirsty demon.

Many Khorne Daemons died at the hands of Sharathi Sinister... and the most famous among them was Skarbrand the Wanderer.

Although the Great Demon of Khorne often appears as a persecuted stepping stone... there is no doubt that he is powerful, otherwise he would not be qualified to be a stepping stone.

Xarahi Demonslayer is such a being. You can almost see her as a great demon created by Slaanesh specifically to fight the Chaos Civil War. At least so far, she has never suffered any defeat.

Maybe he is not the greatest demon of Slaanesh, but the position of the greatest demon is given to the one who best represents the essence of Chaos God rather than a strong man. At least compared with the shameful Enkali, the undefeated Shalahi Demon is scary.

The blood shark grinned, and the next moment, they suddenly attacked without any warning!

The silhouette of Xia Lashi Demon Disaster instantly lengthened, and he approached the Blood Shark at a speed that even the Eldar with strong dynamic vision could only see a series of residual phantoms, and stabbed it with the spear in his hand with a grin.

The speed of the demonic disaster was so fast that it made people's hearts tremble. No matter whether it was the clown or the chosen one of the god of death, their eyes could not catch up with the speed of the demonic disaster.

But compared to her speed, what is more terrifying is undoubtedly her reflexes.

The crown-like decoration on Xia Laxi's head is her sensory organ...

The demonic scourge that made full use of Slaanesh's strong perception had the ability to react in a ten-thousandth of a second or even longer, making it impossible for any flying props to hit him.

What's even more terrifying is that Xia Lashi Demon's challenge itself is a terrible curse from the evil god.

Just like Lucius's immortal curse, the irresistible challenge from Shalaxi Demon Scourge will add a bondage to any of her enemies - if he cowardly chooses to flee or not fight, he will be tortured with extreme pain!

The silver spear of the demon had already thrust out, and even touched the forehead of the blood shark. But just when he thought he had succeeded, in an instant, the world in front of him was overturned.

"Tianwu Beheading Road!!"

In just a moment, Mozai's head was chopped off by the blood shark's sword. The cruel face didn't even have time to react before his head flew off.

"So much nonsense, it's over in seconds!"

66. The End of Slaanesh

The huge body of the demon fell to the ground, and after a brief silence...

All of Kane's followers, who were filled with disbelief, roared and cheered like a tsunami! !

"Kane is invincible, invincible!"

"Lord Blood Shark, I want to give birth to a child for you. I want to XXXX with you!"

"Who the hell can stop us?"

Look, this is Kane's power, this is the power of Bloody Hands!!

Even if you are a great demon of Slaanesh, so what? Damn it, I can kill you in one blow!

But Blood Shark was not very happy - no, he was still laughing perversely as usual, but he knew that his opponent was not dead.

Sure enough, the moment Mozai's head was chopped off, his body twitched and crawled up again... Then he walked over as if nothing had happened and pressed the head back on his neck.

Anyway, this picture looks a little funny.

But this is the trouble with these big demons. As long as the conditions are right, they have no concept of "death" at all.