Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry.

After Larkas finished eating, he only had a torn prophet costume left in his hand. His human-headed pillar like a grape trellis began to change after devouring an Eldar prophet. The spine bound by muscles shone with spiritual energy, bit by bit, climbing up to the top of Lacasse's head.

Just like a pine tree hung with colored lights, Lacasse is the brightest colored light at the top of the tree. Lacasse opened his mouth, and his face was twisted in pain, and he screamed silently. This process lasted for several hours, and then Lacasse gasped and was weak, but his eyes were Shining with fanaticism.

"These things are much better than those tasteless snacks..." Lacasse sighed.

"After all, we have experienced a comprehensive recession, but you can't be too ironic about the skeletons of those prophets. It is not an easy task to peel off their flesh." Victor joked.

"Haha... I will respect their work." Lacasse saluted and continued, "But the prophecy is clearer..."

Larkas began shouting in a state of psychically unstable madness as he saw the future and described it to Victor as best he could.

"I saw it! I saw a big rift opening across the universe! Commorragh is about to fall into famine! We are fully prepared, and the food reserves are filling one storage area after another!"

Victor had heard the first prophecy several times, and he knew that it had become a joke. Regardless of what the crack is, Comoros is now in ruins and has no survival function at all.

After experiencing the invasion of Slaanesh and the civil war in Commorragh, the entire Commorragh has become the ruins of war. The surviving conspiracy group has become the new master of Youdu, but Victor, who cheated his death, will not let these newcomers usurped his position.

A funeral was held for Victor's death, and the new Lord of Udu will completely desecrate Victor's body at the funeral to show that his power is supreme and inviolable in Commorragh.

The coffin was opened, and the corpse water used to desecrate the body was brought to the ceremony stage by the Blood Pity Man. When the new Lord of the Underworld shouted on the ceremonial stage that Commorragh would have a new master, Victor had already been awakened from death by the blood-merciful Rakas.

This time Victor returned with an absolutely ruthless attitude. The Nightmare and Blood Mercy who were loyal to him took control of all the conspiracy groups participating in the funeral, and used various cruel secret techniques to control their bodies. As long as Victor had a thought , his Eldar slaves would face the hunger of Slaanesh.

"Comoros is a thing of the past! Now we want to explore new paths!"

Victor preached loudly in front of the prostrate people, his face becoming more and more cruel and crazy. He completely dismantled the fabric of Commorragh. The newly built slave quarters and the trading quarters established during the old empire collapsed and shattered. These buildings were like tumors in the webway, flowing down immeasurable rubble as they shattered. The rubble impacted the structure of the Webway, causing all of Commorragh's fragile space anchors to break. The entire Comoros had lost the protection of the Webway, and there was no distance between them and the subspace.

Many Dark Eldar were screaming as they felt Slaanesh's all-pervading hands caressing their bodies and reaching for their souls with extreme hunger.

Viktor watched as his kind were tortured, but his disintegration of Commorragh was not just a last morsel of food for Slaanesh.

Commorragh...Comorragh...in the eyes of the newly born Dark Eldar, this is their home and their harbor. In the eyes of the nobles who survived the afterglow of the old empire, this is the largest port and trading post in the Ancient Eldar Empire, a void city that has huge influence in the Eldar Empire due to its geographical location.

But for Victor, for Lacasse who lives longer beside him. Commorragh is the port that seals the ancient ark. The only way to free this ark from the prison made of space debris is to let the entire commorragh fall apart.

Daemons roared, scourges raged, and the desperate screams of the Dark Eldar were absorbed by the whispers of Slaanesh. Victor laughed at his people and sentenced Comoros to death in a fit of joy.

The layers of space began to shatter, and the dying stars that were bound and fixed began to expand and explode. Victor could finally see what the core of Comoros looked like.

The black hole that swallows light, tears apart space, and squeezes spiritual energy appears after the last layer of spiritual bone foundation is broken. The tip of the ship slowly broke out of the black hole, and Victor opened his eyes wide, daring not to miss any details.

This is the real Ark, a display of all the technological power of the Ancient Spirit Empire. Rather than the rags of the Ark Eldar today, those fleeing ships that were barely modified from the Eldar trade and colonial ships.

Look at the shell of this real ark, illusory, shining with the light of stars. The tightly locked molecular gaps are filled with psychic energy, giving the ship powerful defensive properties.

The ship had already sailed halfway through the black hole, and Victor's eyes also saw the huge wounds left in the middle and rear of the ship. The ship's wounds were enough for a planet to pass through freely. The powerful psychic armor plate was torn apart by an unknown powerful weapon. Green light glowed on the damaged edges. The psychic energy was constantly repairing the damage, and the green light was also tearing apart. The broken structure, this scar seems to stay here forever, without any possibility of repair.

The armed ark left behind from the Battle of Heaven, Victor couldn't find another word to describe the engineering miracle in front of him.

"This is the beginning of a new destiny..." Victor took out a necklace, which was a treasure he cleared out from the shrines of the great nobles of Comoros when he ruled Comoros.

The necklace itself is not important, what is important is the stone hanging on the necklace. This stone is like an extremely pure jadeite, which looks as soft as water. If you look deep into the depths of the jadeite, you can see the essence of life flowing slowly.

This is the Stone of Dreams, the Tears of Isa. It is regarded as a mythical treasure by countless Eldar people. Even in a deviant place like Commorragh, they will respect and love the goddess of life Isha.

"But I don't care." Victor took out a sacrificial dagger engraved with the symbol of the Black Muse. He used Commorragh's purest conspiracy and torture to taint Isa's beautiful blessings for life, and let this tear turn into The opposite of all life and beauty.

The broken teardrops were the background sound of Victor becoming the chosen one of the Black Muse. All the Dark Eldar trembled at Victor's madness. They wanted to scold Victor for his blasphemy against the goddess of life, but found themselves terrified. Their bodies are not strong enough to support them in saying anything.

YouTube series: If Warhammer was born in the 80s (it seems to have the flavor of the Terra Unification War)