A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

Chapter 83: Lady Marles (10,000-word chapter, please subscribe)

"The phase crystal has been calibrated!

Fire hard!

All prism guns must not stop!

None of the whirlwind torpedoes must be allowed to pass through the anti-aircraft firepower net and fall to the ground!

Otherwise, I swear that if anyone misses one, they will be sent to the Haemonchi!"

Accompanied by the roar of the "True Son" Dark Eldar officer, all the operators of the anti-aircraft firepower turret were extremely alert.

Because even for this dark city - Comoros, the Haemonchi are definitely synonymous with terror and cruelty.

It is better to commit suicide than to fall into their hands, so as not to be tortured to death.

Don't think this is an exaggeration, but a very appropriate description.

Because no Haemonchi can be called mentally normal, their minds and behaviors have been completely distorted and morbid in the process of continuous learning and research.

Compared with them, the oil men of the Mechanicus of the Human Empire who are engaged in "wetware" and "mechanical servants" can be regarded as sunny and cheerful, and they are full of humanistic care for their subordinates.

At least in the process of human body modification, they will use anesthesia or directly cut off the central nervous system to prevent the other party from suffering unnecessary pain and torture.

But the Haemonculi are very happy and even enjoy the process of torture.

The more the other party wails in pain, the more they can feel excited, happy, and even produce strong pleasure. At the same time, they firmly believe in their hearts that they are creating some kind of more elegant and extreme art.

And with a strong level of technology, the Haemonculi can not only torture the body, but also the soul.

Of course, those who choose to commit suicide will definitely not be the Dark Eldar, but other alien creatures hired or even enslaved by them.

After all, these guys don’t have the soul protection technology of the Ark Eldar and the Wild Eldar, and there is no god to protect them. Their souls are being sucked by Slaanesh every moment.

If they really die, their souls will be captured and played with at will by the biggest pervert in this universe and galaxy.

As for the so-called "true sons", they refer to the dark Eldar who are born naturally through normal mating, gestation, and childbirth, rather than those created by technology such as cloning or artificial insemination.

Most of these guys are from noble families, and they can enjoy many privileges in Comoros society, and live longer. Whether they use weapons and equipment or receive training, they are far superior to ordinary people.

Only they can stand above the entire race and become the ruling class in the true sense.

The "true son" officer in front of him is the commander of the entire anti-aircraft turret's 500 [Prism Cannon].

I saw red, blue, and light-colored beams of light constantly gushing out from the peculiarly shaped muzzles to form a dense mesh structure. Anything falling from the sky cannot pass through, but will be detonated one after another in mid-air.

As the most representative weapon of Eldar technology, the principle of this [Prism Cannon] is actually very simple. It is a medium-intensity laser from the main charge chamber, which enters a huge crystal prism through an acceleration chamber.

The prism will capture this laser beam and enhance its power within a fraction of a second.

When thousands of enhanced lasers are concentrated and fired through the secondary prism, they can produce high-temperature penetrating rays that can penetrate the thickest armor, or scatter to cover an area in front.

Although the principle is very simple, the technology to make those prisms is unique to the Eldar.

The Human Empire has tried to crack its reverse engineering, but most of the attempts have ended in failure.

The most important thing is that this thing can not only be fired alone, but also can exert greater power when it is formed into an array to guide energy to each other.

Even the most common [Prism Cannon] has a range that is twice that of the Human Empire's scattered laser and pulse laser weapons.

So it is absolutely too much to want to bomb Comoros by dropping bombs.

Not to mention the whirlwind torpedo, a low-speed oversized bomb that can only rely on free fall, even the sub-light-speed shells fired by the macro cannon will be intercepted.

The dazzling light curtain easily destroyed all physical ammunition outside the energy protection field.

The air defense network formed by thousands of artillery arrays is like an iron wall, ensuring that no bombs can fall on the ground in the main areas of the city.

Just when all the Dark Eldar thought that this fleet would retreat on its own after the enemy found that they could not break through the solid defense of Comoros, just like the countless attacks they had suffered before, the first landing force of the Death Army finally passed through the detection blind spot formed by the explosion of the whirlwind torpedo. The surface insulation layer fell from the sky with blazing flames and passed through the energy protection field at an ultra-low speed.

"No! It's the enemy's landing force! Fire! Open fire and shoot them all down!"

The "True Son" officer screamed loudly with a ferocious expression.

But unfortunately, these landing ships are all equipped with powerful shield systems. Even the [Prism Cannon] array, which is comparable to the destructive power of the human empire battleship Light Lance, cannot shake the indestructible defense.

Moreover, when these landing ships passed through the Comoros' protective force field, they immediately used high-energy weapons to destroy the anti-aircraft artillery and those small drones to cover the subsequent landing troops' safe descent.

The battlefield of both sides moved from outer space to the low-altitude area of ​​the city's near-Earth orbit.

"Bipolar torpedoes ready! Close the safety!"

A hybrid Astartes commander created through cloning and genetic technology, while facing the dense firepower network of the Dark Eldar, shouted loudly to his men behind him.

"Torpedoes are ready! The safety is off!"

Another Astartes also responded with an extremely excited tone.

Hearing this, the commander's face hidden under the helmet showed a ferocious smile: "Very good! It's time to let these mice who have been hiding in the dark shadows for many years taste the light and warmth of the sun. Drop it immediately!"

Accompanied by an order, the originally closed hatch was quickly opened, followed by the metal crane making a click-click sound, and finally a huge bomb was thrown directly down.

Due to the ultra-low altitude, there was no interception of the [Prism Cannon] array anti-aircraft firepower network at this altitude.

The huge bomb was like a meteorite. Under the effect of gravity acceleration, it took less than a minute and a half to hit the intricate and maze-like ground of Comoros.

Bang! ! ! !

The deafening roar and vibration immediately made people within a few kilometers feel the violent shaking.

But what was incredible was that this thing did not explode violently like a cyclone torpedo, but instead generated super-high temperatures close to the surface of the star at the front end of the warhead, directly melting and evaporating all the materials it touched, and relying on the power generated by the impact to continue drilling deeper.

"Double... bipolar torpedo?!"

A human empire merchant who happened to be nearby saw this scene and was instantly scared to death. He pulled up the guards around him and ran to the port where the spacecraft was docked.

He ignored the dark Eldar officials in charge of the port and directly ordered the accompanying mercenaries to kill all the guys who tried to intercept, and then started the spacecraft and immediately drilled into a webway that led to an unknown place in the Milky Way.

Perhaps other races were not very clear about the difference between cyclone torpedoes and bipolar torpedoes, but he was obviously very clear.

If ordinary cyclone torpedoes burn the atmosphere and boil the entire ocean into steam, causing devastating damage to the surface world, then bipolar torpedoes are its super earth-penetrating version.

This thing will directly penetrate deep into the core of the earth and explode.

At that time, the plate movement, earthquakes, and volcanic eruptions caused by the violent explosion will be enough to kill the lives hidden in bunkers thousands or even tens of thousands of meters underground.

What's more deadly is that this kind of explosion can easily cause a huge change or even complete disappearance of the magnetic field of the entire planet.

Both the power and the consequences are better than cyclone torpedoes, and it is truly aimed at making the entire planet barren.

Although Comoros is large and big, even if it is hit by one, it is estimated that it will not be able to break bones, but all buildings and people within the radius of the explosion will definitely be destroyed.

But this wandering merchant is a little confused. Where did the Eldar Death Army get this killer weapon?

Although there were many rumors about the Imperial Regent Robert Guilliman and Evelyne, the overall relationship between the two races was not very good, not to mention the gift of such a killer weapon.

He had no idea that the proportion of New Phyrexia in this Eldar Death Army had reached an astonishing 50%.

If Evelyne chose to obey, then this force would be used by her to become the sharpest spear on the offensive end.

But if she dared to have any evil thoughts, half of the fleet would immediately become a supervisory team, and at that time, whether the Death Army was willing or not, they would have to launch an attack according to the original plan.

Otherwise, what awaited them was destruction and death, and there was no room for negotiation.

Just when countless people were very curious about the big hole on the ground that was constantly emitting hot air and drilled by the bipolar torpedo, the super bomb finally successfully arrived at the designated location and activated the detonator.

The next second...

Boom! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

The ground within a radius of hundreds of kilometers from the cave entrance was lifted into the air. The huge fireball that soared into the air caused tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of people to disappear completely without a trace after the loud noise.

What was even more terrifying was that the violent explosion directly tore apart the connecting structure inside the city. All the anti-aircraft turrets on the ground and the force field generators protecting the area instantly lost their energy supply, and some were even torn to pieces by the shock wave and heat wave in the explosion.

The magnificent scene immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"No!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! How dare she?"

Asdubal Victor, who was hiding in the core area - the City of Sorrow, roared in fear and anger.

He couldn't believe that the Death Army led by Evelyne dared to use a large number of whirlwind torpedoes and bipolar torpedoes to break through the nearly perfect defense system of Comoros.

In particular, the tactics of first using a large number of cyclone torpedoes to cause a violent explosion to shield the detectors, and then letting the small landing ships break through the air defense network and drop at ultra-low altitudes are simply crazy and bold to the extreme.

It can even be said that this group of soldiers who launched the assault were sent to die, and it would be good if one-fifth of them survived in the end.

You must know that if a landing ship carrying torpedoes is blown up by the air defense firepower network, all other landing ships around it will be buried with it.

Normally, no soldier would accept such a nearly suicidal mission, even the famous Death God Army is no exception.

However, Asdubal Victor did not know that Evelyne actually sent out new Phyrexian creations that were fearless of death.

Whether it was the landing ship itself, the Astartes warriors, or the torpedoes that were dropped, all were endowed with a certain degree of intelligence and self-judgment after being completely transformed by the oil.

So those seemingly suicidal actions were actually all carefully calculated without exception.

Including which landing ship would be blown up and which one had a high probability of entering low altitude, all came from efficient and unified deployment.

Now, the energy protection field of Comoros has finally been torn open, and even the nearby anti-aircraft firepower has become extremely weak, which is simply a great opportunity to carry out airborne operations.

As the dense firepower of the fleet began to concentrate on the area, dense high-speed drones also quickly poured in in a cluster, and launched a fierce attack on those artillery positions and fortifications at low altitude, clearly wanting to expand the gap by breaking through the surface, so that this super dark city is more exposed to orbital bombing.

Visage, one of the three great Death Gods, led his team to the ground and fought with the Dark Eldar army that rushed to plug the hole.

"Damn maggots! How dare you collude with the Human Empire to invade here?"

A Dark Eldar warrior of high status stared at Visage's red power armor, his eyes revealing deep hatred and resentment.

"Collusion?

The Human Empire?

You seem to have made a mistake.

They are not the army of the Human Empire, but obey a more terrifying existence.

I advise you not to have any fluke mentality, just lay down your weapons and surrender honestly.

Otherwise, the consequences may be very, very serious."

Visage's tone was obviously mocking.

Because he had seen that the sticky oil was constantly infiltrating into the core of the entire city along the gaps created by the explosion.

With his understanding of this kind of thing between matter and energy, it would not take long for Comoros to be controlled and completely transformed.

At that time, all weapons, equipment, slaves, troops, and even corpses, bones, and rotten meat abandoned by the Haemonchi in the garbage dump will be reassembled by the oil and endowed with intelligence and a certain degree of self-awareness, and finally offer everything to the invincible Father of New Phyrexia.

Just like all the planets and races that have been perfected by the oil.

The Death Army even believed that the oil was the embodiment of the extraordinary power of the Father of New Phyrexia, just like the four Chaos Gods in the Warp.

It's just that it broke the barrier between the two worlds through some unknown method, allowing the matter and energy of the real universe to be intertwined with the psychic energy of the Warp.

Almost no creature can escape this infection from the root.

Especially the incarnation of the Death God, who knows better than anyone else what Zuo Si, the source of the oil, means.

The opponent is completely equivalent to combining the advantages of the two top life forms of the Warp Chaos God and the Star God, and there is no flaw or weakness from head to toe.

It was precisely because of this discovery that the top leaders of the Death God Army put aside all the pride of the Eldar and chose to surrender.

"Surrender? Are you kidding? Or have you forgotten the rules and traditions here?"

The Dark Eldar warrior sneered and drew out the sharp blade he carried with him.

"Are you so eager to die?"

Visage looked at his opponent not far away with a slightly contemptuous look.

"Humph! It's not certain who will die. As long as I can kill you and Evelyne, Asdubal Victor will definitely give me a higher status and power."

After saying that, the Dark Eldar warrior began to charge at a very fast speed.

But before he rushed to the front and fought hand-to-hand, he heard a commotion behind him.

He stopped and turned around to see that his rear was attacked from both sides.

The leader of this army was an Eldar woman with a beautiful face and a nearly perfect figure.

She has a pair of eyes that can make any man's heart beat fast. From head to toe, she exudes a seductive aura like a succubus. In her hand, she holds a fan made of a sharp blade, and the end is stained with eye-catching blood. Obviously, some unlucky person was beheaded by this seemingly inconspicuous weapon.

"Lady Aurelia Marles?!"

A dark elf soldier obviously recognized her, with a horrified expression on his face.

Not only him, but the reactions of other dark elves around him were similar.

Because the name of Lady Aurelia Marles is a household name in Comoros, and her life experience is full of legends.

No one knows where this lady came from, but when she first appeared in people's sight, she was already the spouse and capable general of the supreme ruler, Asdubal Victor.

Whether in status or power, she is second only to one person and above ten thousand people.

But this close relationship did not last long. After only a few centuries, the suspicious Asturbar Victor drove her out of his palace.

Normally, for a woman who was played and abandoned by the powerful, the next story should be full of suffering, insults and tragedy.

But Lady Aurelia Marles got the script of a real "female protagonist".

She did not lose heart because of this, and she led her followers to the depths of the webway, where she had some stories with the Eldar's God of Laughter, Xigochi.

No one knows the truth, but she founded the "Venomous Tongue Conspiracy" in a very short time when she returned to Comoros and served as the Archon herself, turning this originally worthless small group into one of the most powerful forces in the Dark City.

Now even Asdubal Victor dared not easily touch this "ex-wife" who was full of resentment towards him.

Her clever and cunning mind could even play with the orcs and the human empire, provoke a war between the two sides, and then snatched an STC called "panacea" in front of them.

It is said that this thing has the ability to cure all diseases and plagues, and even the blessed Nurgle will suffer from severe depression when hearing its name.

But now, this STC is locked in the underwear closet of Lady Aurelia Marles, and no matter how the human empire begs or how generous the conditions are, it is unwilling to hand it over.

The purpose of doing so is simply to feel the pain of hundreds of millions of humans immersed in diseases and plagues.

This method of torturing the current galaxy overlord, the human empire, with the power of one person, makes all the dark elves, including herself, feel very happy.

It is still a hot topic that has lasted for a long time to this day.

Because the process of seizing the "panacea" is so creative and dramatic.

Even the clown group had to applaud this wonderful performance.

The most important thing is that Lady Aurelia Marles is Evelyne's former superior and also one of the original shareholders of the Death Army.

The two have an inexplicable relationship.

There are even conspiracy theories that the opening of the Gate of Cain and the influx of a large number of subspace demons into the city were deliberately weakened by this lady Asdubal Victor's rule.

At present, she has won over many supporters and has enough strength to compete with her "ex-husband" in Comoros.

If Lady Aurelia Marles betrayed, it would mean that nearly half of the forces in this city had already turned to the invading enemy, and the situation was extremely bad.

"Hehe, you seem surprised, aren't you?"

Accompanied by her iconic laughter, this woman, who can be said to be the most inspiring among the Dark Eldar, slowly approached with an elegant pace.

The elite of the poisonous conspiracy group around her were advancing rapidly to eliminate all threatening targets in front.

Due to the fast speed, those guys who were loyal to Asdubal Victor fell in a pool of blood like wheat being cut, twitching slightly, and some even had black blood flowing out, obviously poisoned by the deadly toxins on the weapons.

"Why? Why do you want to help these outsiders?"

The Dark Eldar warrior with noble status asked in a puzzled voice.

In his opinion, even if the other party had a grudge with Asdubal Victor, to whom he was loyal, it should be an internal problem. At such a critical moment, they still had to maintain unity to ensure the safety of Comoros first.

"Why?

This is a good question.

I also want to know why Asdubal Victor expelled me from the court.

It's a pity that he has not been able to give me a satisfactory answer until now.

In addition, you, a little fool, may not realize what this attack represents.

Do you think Asdubal Victor's enemy is only the Death Army?

No!

The Death Army is just the vanguard, a puppet in the hands of the real master behind the scenes.

Even if we win this war, we can't win.

Because the other side will send a more powerful force to conquer Comoros.

So since there is no chance of winning, why don't I seize the opportunity to join a more powerful new master?"

As the last word came out, the knife fan in the hand of Lady Aurelia Marles instantly turned into a cold light, and cut off the head of this unlucky guy on the spot.

The whole action is smooth and flowing, giving people a pleasing elegance and agility.

It has to be said that in terms of art, any elf race in the entire multiverse is absolutely at the top level, even if it is dark and cruel art that exudes a strong smell of blood.

"Long time no see, you are still so beautiful and charming."

Visage took the initiative to greet this ally with one hand on his chest.

To be precise, the Death Army was able to break in so smoothly, and Mrs. Aurelia Marles definitely contributed a lot.

After all, she is the biggest insider of this operation.

"Where is Evelene? Why didn't I see her in the commando? You know, staying in the flagship and commanding the battle honestly is not the style of that crazy girl."

Mrs. Aurelia Marles teased in a half-joking tone while patrolling the surroundings.

She remembered clearly that Evelene's bloodthirsty and crazy appearance in the arena was exactly the same as when she was young. She was eager for adventure, excitement, and a big career in her bones.

Visage looked up at the fleet in the sky and responded helplessly, "The ground is not very safe right now, so it is not convenient for Evelyne to go to the front line in person for the time being. After all, she is the supreme leader of the Death Army, and there must not be any accidents at this critical moment."

"Where is the great father of New Phyrexia? Isn't he here too? My allies and I can't wait to meet the new master and get some promises or guarantees from him."

When saying these words, Mrs. Aurelia Malus was obviously anxious.

You must know that she took a huge risk by taking sides this time. If she was not careful, she would fall into the abyss and be shattered to pieces.

"Alas - I'm sorry, I don't know where the father of New Phyrexia is or when he will show up. If you and your allies don't want to be victims, then do your best to help him here. Show your worth in this war.”

Having said that, Visage ignored the other party and continued to adjust the formation to build a defensive position with the landing ship as the center, and directed the subsequent troops to advance steadily.

As a member of the Ark Eldar Tribe, he knew very well that the number of remnants of these fallen empires was not actually as small as the outside world imagined.

Especially after the Haemonculi invented the resurrection technology, the population of the Dark Eldar has been growing steadily.

If necessary, you can even form a powerful army with a crazy explosion of troops in a short period of time.

What's more, prying open Comoros's outer defense is only the first step, and the subsequent landing battle is the real meat grinder.

With the help of the Haemon's abnormal technology, all the slaves here will be transformed into super soldiers who are not afraid of death, building layers of defense lines from the surface to the depths of the earth.

"I hate feeling like I have no control over this situation..."

Seeing that no useful information was asked, Mrs. Aurelia Malus's face suddenly became gloomy, and her eyes showed strong uneasiness.

Because she knew very well that not all gods or beings as great as gods would be as talkative and trustworthy as the Laughing God Xi Gaoqi.

"Madam, what should we do now? Continue to cause wider riots and engage in all-out street fighting with Asdubar Viktor's supporters?"

Next to her, a Dark Eldar woman who had half her body stained red with blood and had killed an unknown number of her compatriots asked cautiously.

Mrs. Aurelia Malus nodded helplessly: "Yes, I think we are not qualified to bargain.

After all, taking refuge with a powerful new master requires paying a certificate of surrender.

Just like the Death Army at this moment.

The only difference is that the Death Army's certificate of surrender is called Comoros, while ours is called Asdubar Victor.

Let all spies embedded within the enemy take action.

I needed to find out where he was hiding in three hours. "

"As you wish."

The Dark Eldar woman hurriedly bent down and bowed deeply, then turned and disappeared into the streets that had been plunged into chaos and war.

After watching her men enter the secret safe passage, Mrs. Aurelia Malus turned her attention to the advancing Death Army.

To be precise, those New Phyrexia creations that have been perfected by shimmering oil.

Although through the intelligence network spread throughout the galaxy, she had long heard about the incredible power of Shuoyou, and even purchased some from the Tau tribe and the Human Empire Rogue Traders at a high price for research.

But those shimmering oils are not under the control of the owner and will not take the initiative to infect anything.

They are simply two completely different faces from the current one that devours whatever it encounters and then reintegrates it into a new war machine at an extremely fast speed and goes into battle.

Even the most representative signature product of the Haemonculi Association, the "Kronos" parasitic engine, has nothing to do with these shiny oil creations.

You must know that the "Cronos" parasitic engine can absorb the life and soul of the target creature, and then transform it into its own combustion.

If there is still a surplus, you can store the boost through the vacuum valve of the soul vortex on the back, and then use the resonance beacon to release it over a wide range.

All the Dark Eldar absorbed are equivalent to taking a big tonic, which can not only relieve fatigue, but also nourish the soul and provide some additional attribute enhancements.

In addition, this energy can also be resold to others at high prices for huge profits.

But now facing the New Phyrexia creations that can still move even without souls, all "Cronos" parasitic engines have failed.

Because the cannon fodder put together temporarily has no such thing as a soul, and those who directly complete and retain the soul will see the opportunity to blow up these machines, and in turn extract the life and soul energy inside to strengthen themselves, snowballing like Velocity keeps growing.

No matter how many are killed or injured, new cannon fodder can be continuously created by devouring corpses, wreckage, and the energy transmitted from various metals, building materials, substances, and pipes on city streets.

It's like carrying a super arsenal with you.

At this moment, Mrs. Aurelia Malus finally understood why Zuo Si was able to launch an expedition that set the entire subspace on fire, and even defeated the evil gods and demons of the subspace so that they had no time to come to the physical universe to cause trouble.

Compared with the pollution of subspace, shimmering oil is a real "natural disaster", a super weapon with the potential to swallow up the entire galaxy and even the universe.

Seeing the entire city being continuously infected and completed by the glittering oil, she couldn't help but sigh in a low voice: "So this is the end of Commorragh that Efreni mentioned."

"How about it, are you satisfied with the ending of the Dark Eldar?"

A familiar voice suddenly sounded from behind.

"who?!"

Mrs. Aurelia Malus turned around suddenly and saw a figure whose whole body was shining with metallic luster. The surface of the metallic luster was also inlaid with many strange protrusions.

Some of them look like gemstones, others look like fingers, toes, or faces.

You don't need to ask to know that the only one with such a recognizable appearance in the Warhammer universe is Zuo Si's Shimmering Incarnation.

As for the protrusions embedded in the body, they are Star God fragments of different sizes.

"Hello, Mrs. Aurelia Malus.

Although this is our first meeting, I have already heard of your name.

You can call me Thoth, or you can call me the Father of New Phyrexia or the High Lord of Shimmering Oil.

Anyway, the name is just a title, I don't really care about it. "

Zuo Si reported his identity calmly.

Obviously, from the time when the oil began to infect Comoros, his consciousness followed the oil and felt everything that was happening here.

Especially the soul like Lady Aurelia Malus, whose charming qualities shine in the darkness, is enough to fascinate any big devil who sees it.

After all, this is the only one who can compete with the Emperor of Man, Tzeentch, the C'tan Deceiver, the Laughing God, Eldarad, the Eldar Prophet, and Asdubar Victor to become a member of the legendary Trickster Club of the Warhammer Universe. Women are the top "fun people".

In Zuo Si's eyes, her soul was worth countless times more than Efreni's soul.

It is estimated that in the entire Dark Eldar clan, only the soul of Asdubal Victor and the souls of a handful of top-level Haemonculi masters can rival him.

"It is an honor to meet you, the great father of New Phyrexia."

After realizing who it was, Mrs. Aurelia Malus's pupils immediately dilated, contracted, dilated, and contracted uncontrollably, and then without hesitation, she knelt down on her knees and performed a five-body prostrate. The great ceremony of kneeling down and worshiping.

"You seem to be afraid of me?"

Zuo Si admired the expression on the other party's face with great interest, as well as the slight tremor coming from the depths of his soul.

Yes, this evil woman who has killed and tortured countless creatures is afraid, and at the same time, she is a little bit excited in her fear.

Mrs. Aurelia Malus raised her head, smiled brightly, and responded in an extremely respectful tone: "Shouldn't I be afraid?

After all, you are the most powerful being known to exist in the entire galaxy.

Even the unrivaled God of the Warp has fallen at your feet.

It is the greatest honor for any Eldar survivor, including myself, to be your disciple and servant.

I vow to serve you as Lord and become an extension of your great will. "

As the last word blurted out, Mrs. Aurelia Malus took the initiative to lower her head and kiss the big cold hand of the avatar of Shimmering Oil, and put it against her forehead to show her submission.

As a typical Dark Eldar woman who tries to climb up by any means necessary, she doesn't mind being a dog to others, as long as the other person is strong enough and can satisfy her own ambitions and desires.

This is also a common problem among most Dark Eldar.

Zuo Si raised his hand and gently stroked the other person's cheek and slender neck, then moved his fingers downward across the chest and abdomen, finally stopping at a very subtle position.

After half a minute, he smiled and said, "You have to understand that not everyone is qualified to be my servant, or that I have very high requirements for servants."

"Then how can I gain your approval?"

Mrs. Aurelia Malus bit her lower lip, her eyes and tone revealing a hint of provocation.

Because she suddenly discovered that inside the cold metal body of Shuoyou was not a cold, heartless soul, but a very obvious male tendency, as well as potential desires brought about by gender consciousness.

Since this is the case, it means that she can take advantage of her female identity.

You must know that the Dark Eldar have no taboos in terms of sex.

After all, the things that the high-ranking people like to play are basically taboos that cannot be touched in the morals of most civilizations.

As long as you don't die all of a sudden, structural tears, massive bleeding, fractures, and being beaten to the point of being completely bruised are nothing. At worst, you can find a Haemonculus to repair it, and you can continue to be alive and kicking the next day.

Therefore, in the eyes of Mrs. Aurelia Malus, although the terrifying quality of the incarnation of Shimmering Oil and the resulting gravitational pull seemed very terrifying, it was not unbearable if she prepared herself in advance and gritted her teeth.

Anyway, as long as the death time does not exceed a day, even if it is broken into dregs during the impact, the Haemon can be put back together.

"Don't worry, you will have a chance to prove yourself soon. But before that, you should bring Asdubar Victor to me first."

The corner of Zuo Si's mouth twitched slightly, apparently reading the creepy heavy taste thoughts in the other person's mind.

Although he had long known that the bottom line of the Dark Eldar was that there was no bottom line, he never expected that he would even dare to think about such a thing, or even put it into actual action.

You should know that the oil incarnation has been strengthened to a very terrifying degree in the process of collecting stellar energy. Its density can even directly withstand the attacks of all weapons including the Necrons.

Once it really comes as Lady Aurelia Marles imagined, it only needs a little force, and the opponent's small body will instantly shatter into elementary particles smaller than atoms even if psychic magic is used, and even the cell nucleus and genes will no longer exist.

What's more, the oil incarnation does not have a biological nervous system, nor does it have a so-called brain and various organs to secrete hormones.

The reason why Zuo Si made such a move was purely out of habit, wanting to use this kind of aggressive and strong oppression to plant the seeds of fear and obedience in the opponent's heart.

However, this time he obviously underestimated the madness of Lady Aurelia Marles and the degree to which the other party could accept...