Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 450: Solution to the Demon Prince

The huge demon of Slaanesh strode forward quickly, leading countless monsters with bared fangs and claws, like a hundred demons parading at night.

There was an inexplicable stench in the air, perhaps only smellable by Taylor, and a laser gun was now pointed at a wizard.

Because Taylor couldn't tolerate the possibility of betrayal at this moment, couldn't tolerate anyone hesitating.

The wizard girl simply said this calmly, her fair face showing no hesitation. "I will always be loyal to sexual abuse."

"I am her second trump card. A combination of hard and soft tactics has always been the best approach."

"My methods, approaches, and emphases are different from his, so I will help you prove to Slaanesh that my way is right!"

Taylor said uncertainly now. "How can I trust you?"

"Put my brother, my life, and our backs beside a villain who believes in the gods?"

"I do have feelings for you, but I'm not stupid."

"I can tell the difference."

The woman laughed instead of getting angry. "I can provide you with the answers to those demons. With my understanding and research into psychic powers, I can make those great demons less terrifying."

"And I can prove that, for me, this is absolutely not a betrayal."

"Whether it's for you or my master."

She spoke quickly, but almost definitively and without hesitation.

But this attitude could be an act, and those words could be sweet talk given to her by the gods, in order to push Taylor over the cliff with the final attack.

When fighting against a god, he didn't have the energy to really believe in a follower of an evil god.

But Taylor was still too kind and just told her, "Go to the arena used for gladiators, and I will ask the greenskins to install the anti-psychic equipment."

"Remember, this is my last mercy."

"Once this is over, I will send someone to remove you from my army."

"To be honest, I'm not sure if this was planned by you and your god together."

"I have done my best."

The woman raised her hand and replied, "Yes, I know."

"I will do that."

"If that clears your mind."

"In the end, whether you believe it or not, I actually know the Demon Prince best, and I know very well that this is the key to victory."

She slowly unbuttoned her shirt, revealing her fair skin and a purple obsidian-like gem beneath her robe.

Taylor said. "It sags without a bra."

The woman smiled. "Are you reminding a Chosen of Slaanesh about body image?"

She continued, "This gem comes from the sword you once destroyed. It was an anti-demon weapon forged by the former king of the Eldar, capable of suppressing the power of demons."

"Once you've weakened him sufficiently, you can try to seal the gem using psychic energy. The carrier is..."

"Any weapon."

At this point, Taylor already understood the story. The demon prince angered the Necromancer Settra, and then Settra used the things he looted from the Eldar on the immortal demons.

Although the situation is likely to be even more crazy and brutal, it should be roughly like this.

Taylor picked up the gem uncertainly and said, "I hope what you said is true. I..."

"I actually want to trust you for once."

"Secondly, this gem is indeed what seals the devil, just as I remembered."

"The second one?"

The woman replied. "I fixed it." "I do not, and do not wish to be forever controlled. The demon set me free in exchange for taking this gem far away."

"I'm not fish."

"I will not allow that demon to become my master, so I forged the blade that killed him to serve as my amulet."

"Trade this for your freedom!"

Taylor spoke frankly at this moment. "This is why you couldn't defeat the Empire. If you had dared to unite even a little, the galaxy would be in ruins."

"Now I have to thank you once again for your character, the character that is fundamentally uncooperative."

He picked up the purple-black gem, which looked like a cursed eyeball, and could vaguely see a structure similar to a pupil.

This thing is extremely unlucky.

Taylor said with a hint of disbelief. "Come to think of it, this bad relationship started because of you."

"I really want to thank you for your head with a laser."

"Thank you for the wonderful ideas you came up with in your little head. It caused me so much trouble!"

"That's enough. Give her a bed and food, a private bathroom, and then put her in jail."

Taylor said. "I know you won't betray me, but I need peace of mind to deal with my enemies."

"Feel sorry."

The lady replied, "It's a simple matter. Just remember to give me some of my favorite oysters."

Taylor sighed and told someone to take the bastard away.

After all, it was because of her that things turned out like this.

At the same time, he asked the Dark Eldar how to use the gem, and soon got the answer from the ancient Eldar think tank.

The ancient Eldar sage, who had existed for countless years and whose knowledge was as common to humans as visiting the Black Library, answered.

"This is an ancient and lost technology. It is very powerful and quite formidable."

"But the conditions under which it was used were harsh, so it gradually became lost."

Taylor asked uneasily. "What do you mean, Think Tank?"

The Eldar replied. "How should I put it?"

He began to search in his mind how to explain those words in Gothic.

Then he answered. "The power of this gem comes from the God of War, Cain. In other words, it requires not only psychic energy, but also a battle recognized by Cain."

"The victor can turn the loser into his own strength. I think the Undead Overlord did the same."

"The core energy source of that tomb world is the fragments of the Star God, and the auxiliary stabilizer is a great demon. That's why they can still maintain such a high degree of integrity after a long sleep."

"This is a method powerful enough to completely wipe out a demon's will."

"The means to fully master the power of the warp."

"The only problem is that Kane can only duel one-on-one, and victory is required to activate the magic of the gem."

These words made Taylor think for a long time.

When he realized what the old man was talking about, he almost wanted to shoot the useless guy.

He managed to calm down, then said, "You mean I need to fight a Daemon Prince single-handedly like a Space Marine Chapter Master or a Necron Overlord, and win?"

"You could have told me to die!"

"This crap is totally useless and a waste of my time!"

(End of this chapter)