Warhammer, but Emperor's Chosen

"May your soul return to the Golden Throne!"

These Eldar maidens had already suffered so much at the hands of Slaanesh, he could not allow them to return to Slaanesh's temple to be tortured.

Noah raised his golden sword high and rushed into the Eldar girls, swinging his sword amid the girls' desperate screams. Iliette saw what he was thinking and gave up on killing these former compatriots with the sword, instead knocking them to the ground with her fists and feet.

A complete death is always better than continuing to suffer.

But even so, her posture is still graceful, and her speed is so fast that it is hard to keep up.

Often, before Noah could swing his sword, several girls would be knocked to their knees.

But no matter how many girls fall, there will always be a steady stream of beautiful girls walking out of the pink vortex.

They thought they would be greeted with a passionate kiss from their beloved, but what they received was only the even hotter Emperor's sword.

"Master, why..."

"No, no, dear, I love you! I love you!"

"Brother, brother,"

The Eldar girl raised her fair jade hand and tried to touch Noah's cheek:

"Don't be sad for me, I love you..."

"what."

Noah was greatly encouraged and tried even harder to give these girls love blows.

"May you return to the Golden Throne."

Every time he killed a girl, Noah would mutter to himself.

Although it doesn't work, maybe it's just psychological.

Today he will just be a harder knight, and he will kill as many as Slaanesh sends!

I don't believe that I can't kill the evildoer, I feel so sad!

hiss--

and many more.

The population of the Eldar at their peak was well over a billion, if Slaanesh really kept sending people over.

Even if Noah is immune to seduction, he will be exhausted!

The spirit of Slaanesh is as fierce as a tiger and endangers the youth of the empire!

The Regent never lied to me!

Iliette also noticed that something was wrong. While knocking out an Eldar girl, she took the time to remind her:

"Noah, we must find the location of the warp rift. If we can't close it, the corruption will only continue to spread. Not only this manor, but even Lilazan will not be immune!"

"I know!"

Noah pierced the Eldar girl's body repeatedly like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, panting, "So I'm looking for her! Cassia, can you contact Nono?"

"No."

Cassia shook her head and gave up adjusting the sound array channel of the communication bead.

Staring directly at the psychic girls would not kill them, but would make their minds confused and unable to move. They would be like wooden stakes, allowing Noah's golden sword to burn them to ashes.

Her psychic abilities are far more special than those of most psychics. She doesn't need any gestures or rituals to assist her. She can kill people with just a glare!

Although it is very dangerous to use psychic power in an environment where the evil energy of the Warp is spreading, Cassia does not have to worry about being corrupted. Under Noah's protection, any evil will be brought to justice!

It was actually expected that we couldn’t contact Nuonuo.

The entire manor is shrouded in the evil energy of the subspace. Reality has long been distorted, and the concepts of space and time have become chaotic. It is basically a pipe dream to want to penetrate this chaotic space and time to establish a normal connection with the real universe.

Although Noah could pull the veil thickness to 0, it bounced back too quickly.

It’s difficult to successfully establish communication in such a short time.

But fortunately, with Noah's unremitting efforts, he finally found an abnormal point——

There's nothing he can't find once it's highlighted!

"Found it, underground!"

"We must get there immediately!"

Iliette gave up trying to stun the Eldar girls and warned them sternly, "If you delay any further, they won't be the only ones coming!"

Iliette didn't know what she was thinking about, but her body couldn't help but tremble slightly. Some fear was engraved in the bones of the elves.

Slaanesh will certainly not come in person. Even as powerful as the Four Chaos Gods, it is difficult for their real bodies to descend directly into the real universe.

They must completely drag Lilazan into the subspace before they can descend in their true form.

But just because their original bodies cannot descend, it doesn’t mean they can’t send out their own incarnations, and the incarnation of Slaanesh…

Iliette forced herself to stop extending her thoughts and focus on the battle without any other distractions.

Among the buildings that were destroyed in the manor, there was the original palace of Governor Vyat. And the highlighted location was right under this palace!

Snapped!

Cassia used her psychic powers to forcefully sweep all the rubble and debris from the ruins into the air, throwing them aside.

When the garbage was cleared away, a huge square hole appeared in their sight.

The remaining metal structure extending downward from the cave entrance is very obvious, and it is not difficult to determine that this was originally an elevator shaft.

"I'll go first!"

Iliette took a deep breath and jumped down the elevator shaft.

Noah followed closely behind with Cassia in his arms, relying mainly on Cassia's psychic power to allow them to slowly float down.

Iliette dodged between the walls on both sides and finally landed lightly on the elevator car. She used the power sword to cut an entrance at the top and jumped down.

Noah and Cassia followed closely behind.

When they jumped into the elevator, Iliette had already cut the elevator door open.

It's clearly sticking out from the ground, so dark that you should be unable to see your hand in front of you.

But the air was strangely glowing with pink and purple light. It was not coming from any light source, but the fog in the air itself was glowing!

As they went deeper, the corruption of the Warp became more and more obvious.

Although the overall thickness of the veil is 36, it is only 10-15 at most on the ground.

And underground is the real hell on earth!

Bizarre creations that did not belong to reality were scattered throughout the corridors. The tall bodies that the Eldar were proud of were embedded in the walls, their bodies merged with the walls, but their arms were waving like they were trying to grab a life-saving straw. There was only fear on their faces that were filled with despair.

It is something far more terrifying than death, and it is the deepest fear rooted in the hearts of all elves!

Iliette's eyes were filled with sadness.

Even though these people followed her enemies, they were still her kindred.

The Eldar already had a sparse population, and sacrificing hundreds of them to Slaanesh at one time made the already poor Ark World even worse.

And the most terrifying thing is the disaster that comes with this sacrifice!

If they cannot stop the Lady of Thirst's corruption, Rilakkuma will be dragged into the abyss forever.

Even now, the wail of the World Soul lingered in her ears.

Although a manor is insignificant to the whole world, the corruption of the Warp still causes Lilyzan endless pain like a thorn in the flesh.

Her fear and terror were transmitted to Iliette's mind, and she prayed to Iliette to save her.

She unconsciously reached out her hand, trying to hold back the world that was about to fall into a strange vortex...

"Iliette!"

Noah grabbed Iliette's arm and pulled her back several steps.

Iliette finally came to her senses, cold sweat oozing from her forehead, and she looked at the things in front of her with some fear and terror—

It was a crab claw, and just now, she almost took the initiative to hold the crab claw!

Instead of saving anyone, she was almost dragged into the abyss!

"Delightful~" He said.

He extended his pink tongue and licked along his cheek, from the corner of his mouth to his eye sockets, and then to his chin. He also licked his chest and finally licked his lower body. He licked it deeply and made a sound of pleasure that made his brain tremble:

“Ahhh~! I really like you more and more~! Iliette~! Hehe~!”

Chapter 85 Hello, Lady Thirst

Six spires, six altars, and six rings, with distinct layers and overlapping with each other, are both bizarre and elegant, giving people a unique aesthetic.

There are 6 pillars of flesh and blood on the periphery, spewing out pink and purple smoke.

A mysterious and beautiful singing voice came out from the pink mist, exuding an intoxicating fragrance.

Six sacrifices and a 6-hour ritual will summon the lustful son of the Lady of Thirst.

However, things have changed a bit.

The organizer of the ceremony had long since died, and no one completed the 666-hour ceremony, so the sacrifice should have ended in failure.

But some people came here under the guidance of fate, and opened the door of doomsday themselves under the guidance of fate——

The 666-hour ritual was too cumbersome, so he simplified it into 6 hours of rapid chanting.

In their place were 666 sacrifices, the flesh, blood and souls of 666 fellow Eldar.

They were embedded in the altar, pierced by six sharp spikes in various strange and twisted postures, not one more or one less.

Blood flowed out of his body, flowing along the spikes to the grooves on the altar that carved out the magic circle, causing this altar without any aesthetics to be awakened by the blood of the elves, and the dim magic circle also glowed with pink light.

Pink flesh tentacles grew out from all directions, playing with the elves' shriveled bodies that had lost blood like tentacles.

Their bodies had long been dead, but their souls were still imprisoned in their corpses and tortured. Their faces were distorted and they screamed and wailed in an attempt to break free, but this only made the pink flesh whiskers more excited, wrapping around them tighter, drilling into every hole in their bodies, piercing and pumping, spurting out large amounts of blood in the climax of pleasure.

When it's all over, they'll be happily snatched up by the horny lady.

But now, they have to be patient.

Waiting for the ceremony to be completed.

Only when they complete their mission will the Hungry Lady generously grant them endless pleasure.

His hooves were long and strong, his steps were steady and confident, he walked out of the altar, surrounded by 666 Eldar, enjoying their painful screams of dying and being greeted by cheers one after another.

"Hello, dear!"

"Ah~!"

After greeting Iliette, He gave Noah a sweet smile and let out an addictive gasp from His red lips.

The sound was so sweet, like a perfect lady reaching climax with her lover during a good night together. It was also so gentle, like a complaining wife complaining about why her husband didn't pay her dues, so she could only use her tongue to lick herself to climax.

Even now, His tongue lingered beneath Him, greeting and soothing itself.

He is so beautiful, like a collection of all the beautiful things in the world, with fair skin, slender pink thighs, and silky eyes.

But He is so abominable, with muscular body adorned with jewels, inside which are sealed the souls of the best victims, razor-sharp claws painted with brightly colored paints, high-raised demon horns with gorgeous pink tiny tentacles, and a snake-like slender and nimble tongue that constantly explores the holes in His body.

He has only one chest because the other chest is a strong muscle.

He has four arms, two of which have huge and sharp crab claws, one arm holds a pink magic sword, and the other arm is stroking his cheek narcissistically. But his face is as ugly as the filthiest thing in the world, disgusting.

His appearance was changing all the time, constantly switching between beauty and ugliness as Noah manually modified the thickness of the veil. Beauty and ugliness blended together, joy and pain were perfectly combined, and He seemed to be the collection of all desires in the world.

At once abhorrent and somehow intoxicating, it inspired both heartfelt awe and morbid fear in all who gazed upon it.

He is the closest servant of the Lord of Debauchery, the most beloved child of the Lady of Thirst, and is surrounded by the pink blessing of the Prince of Darkness like a halo.

His temperament is elegant and noble, but his behavior is vulgar and mean. He exudes charming charm and dizzying hallucinogenic fragrance all the time. His lazy gestures are just for self-comfort, but it seems that he is inviting Noah to join her eternal indulgence and joy.

"Enkali!"