The Emperor’s Angel of Death

"Quite fascinating."

The Blood Angel Master nodded. Before the monster could break free and pounce on him, a sharp staff materialized in his hand. He then forcefully plunged it into the quivering, deformed body until it ceased to move.

"There's an effect, but compared to expectations... well, it's clear we still need to conduct some experiments."

Looking at the twitching corpse, the Blood Angel seemed lost in thought. After a while, he looked at Yalin.

"Besides these dozen or so, can the Withering Blade acquire more?"

Yalin seemed to hesitate for a moment before answering.

"These things are not easy to capture. The Screaming Vortex is very chaotic right now, with various forces engaged in fierce battles."

"Oh, I believe the women of the Withering Blade are excellent hunters. This thing, I'll give it to your arena. It will be very popular. We can have mutual benefits, right?"

Yalin didn't answer directly, but said:

"I will relay it to the mistress."

"That's very kind of you."

"Master Drekarus, there's one more thing."

"Please speak."

"A ship has entered the port area."

The Blood Angel blinked.

"Hundreds of ships enter and exit with every breath in the Shadow Nexus."

"The mistress said that Archon Zalgaern sent half of his fleet to hunt down Salaine, and it is the weakest time for defense, so he ordered the temporary closure of the port area, prohibiting all ships from entering and leaving."

"Why?"

"This ship is from the Iron Thorn Lord Conspiracy Group. They have been major customers recently, often engaging in plundering activities in the Screaming Vortex. The Archon may be taking into account commercial interests and diplomatic relations, allowing this ship to enter without any security checks, perhaps because it's just one ship, reducing vigilance."

"Then what does Lady Aniala want you to convey?"

"She hopes you can remind the Archon to be careful. No force can be trusted at this time. An unchecked ship, even just one, is very dangerous, but she has sworn never to enter the God Tower again."

"Ah, a friendly warning."

After pondering for a moment, the Blood Angel Master said:

"I will convey it to the Archon."

After bowing, Yalin left with her people.

Floating in place and remaining silent for a while, the Blood Angel Master hissed:

"When did this ship enter the port area?"

After a moment, a Blood Angel apprentice cautiously replied:

"A quarter of an hour ago."

"Prepare a new outer garment for me. I'm going to the God Tower. Also, sort and store these slaves before I return."

Drekarus valued this so much because Aniala was not an ordinary Daughter of Khaine. She was a rare precognitive, somewhat similar to the Ark Prophet, but the source of her power was said to be the Crone Goddess Hekate. Because the Dark Eldar limit their own psychic abilities, they cannot form predictions about the future, but they can have a kind of 'sense of crisis' or 'premonition.' This is a vague feeling, sometimes quite strong. Usually, only one in a hundred thousand Daughters of Khaine is a precognitive, and they all hide their abilities well to prevent being harmed by jealous companions.

This is also why Aniala didn't choose to help Salaine, because she foresaw that the Archon would undoubtedly be defeated, and supporting her would be very dangerous.

"Yes, Master."

"Well, for safety's sake, activate all servants and engines, and be ready to engage in battle at any time."

"Yes."

Suddenly, with a bang, the door of the Flesh Palace shattered like a kicked toy, followed by bright, white-gold flames that ignited all the flesh and profane objects.

"What!"

Drekarus was shocked and looked outside the door. He saw twenty figures in black cloaks slowly walking out in the dazzling flames. The leader was holding Yalin's hair, who was unconscious.

Immediately, the Blood Angel Master activated the defense facilities. With the walls breaking, countless twisted creations and engines swarmed out, filling the palace.

"Drekarus, Blood Angel Wanted Criminal No. 114, guilty of 810 counts including abuse of prohibited technology, illegal medical practice, and harming compatriots. I, on behalf of the Eternal Queen and the Phoenix King, formally announce your arrest."

The deep voice sounded like the death knell. Drekarus felt a powerful threat for the first time in his life, but still hissed back:

"The Eternal Queen? Is that the bitch who supposedly copulated with apes? What qualifications does she have to judge me?"

"Added charges: insulting the Eternal Queen and the Phoenix King, slandering the Royal Court. According to Article 9 of the Temporary Disposal Regulations for Blood Angel Criminals, execution on the spot."

With that, the robes on the twenty people ignited simultaneously, revealing the shining white-gold flame phoenix crest armor underneath. At the same time, the rolling flames in their hands turned into halberds, and angry flames burned in their eyes under their helmets.

"Execute immediately!"

At the same time, the God Tower was already a river of blood.

"Die!"

A hedonist from the Conspiracy Group rushed up, roaring in anger. His dagger slashed across the burning cloak, but Duran didn't give him a second chance. The Everburning Blade's large hand grasped the poisoned dagger, melting the weapon in the Dark Eldar's hand. Then the Dark Eldar screamed, because his face had already begun to melt under the terrible heat.

The Phoenix Guard not only brought flames, but also death. The moment they acted, the Cleft Claw Conspiracy Group was effectively declared destroyed. Wherever they went, whether beasts or warriors, would only turn to ashes. The sudden attack caught everyone in the Conspiracy Group off guard.

Sochoyan was still walking on the stairs leading to the Archon's palace in his cloak. A whole team of warriors opened fire on him, but he just strolled through the barrage of toxin crystals. He didn't need to do anything himself; the Phoenix Guard would eliminate everything around him in the first place.

Regarding the secrets of the God Tower, after capturing Caronte, that 'good buddy,' the truth was finally revealed. Zalgaern obtained an ancient Imperial derelict ship full of soul stones, called the Soul Reaver. He violated Gomorrah's psychic ban and used this ancient ship as a huge energy storage for the God Tower's defenses and Razor Net, which is why Salaine was still attacked by the defense network even after destroying the generators that gave the Razor Net its killing power.

After the victory, Zalgaern tore a hole in the God Tower and integrated the damaged ship into his palace, connecting its energy to the rest of the city, giving him unprecedented control.

Zalgaern used the Soul Reaver's twisted crystal and spirit bone structure as conduits for psychic energy, drawing energy from every death that occurred in the Nexus, giving the Shadow Nexus almost infinite power and an iron fist to control everything that happened in the city. Without it, the Nexus basically has little defensive capability.