Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim.

Chapter 136 Asuyan, you're not dead? You're still alive!

Chapter 136 Asuyan. You're not dead? You're still alive!
A major battle is about to break out.

Under the cover of holographic camouflage, the exact number and size of the enemy's warships are currently unknown.

However, judging from its movement speed and the size of the mosaic shadows on the holographic projection, the opponent's size seems to far exceed that of the Eldar fleet to which Kasgar is located.

Those indistinct spots, large and small, were rushing toward the fleeing Iriel fleet at a speed unimaginable to others.

Even these mosaic ships are several times faster than them.

"Come on!"

"Notify the Helmsman and the Void Dreamer to prepare to escape to the nearest entrance to the Web Path or the High Heaven."

As the mastermind behind the Comoros's grand conspiracy, even if the number of enemy ships couldn't be clearly seen when Governor Ko'shek personally led the team, it was still something that Iriel couldn't contend with at present.

At Yrel's startled cry, the engines of the entire Eldar warship were instantly cranked to maximum.

Even though the spaceship was equipped with a stabilization system, the rapid acceleration still caused Casca and the others to stumble.

"We are already traveling at top speed, but the absolute distance between the two sides has not shortened. We need further instructions on the next steps."

Unfortunately, even though the [Evil Raider] was speeding forward, the Mosaic of the Blade Lotus Conspiracy Group was still hot on their heels.

"Damn it! I forgot this is their ship!"

They're all from the same shipyard, there's no way to counter their moves!

Even some of the spikes that the Dark Eldar used to decorate Yrel's ship, the Shadow Raider, were temporarily removed during a recent repainting.

The car had just been repainted and hadn't even been driven for a few days when the owner came to the lost and found.

Their luck was absolutely terrible.

"Now, Lord Casca, shall we take action against those depraved cousins?"

"Even though they are also Eldar, if you still wish to save them, should we still hold back?"

"In my personal opinion, these guys are beyond redemption."

Although Irelia's ship was also "obtained" from them.

"I have no opinion."

Casca shrugged and said.

Of the many intelligent alien races in the universe, the others are all easy to talk about.

But if all the Dark Eldar are shot, the only innocent victim will be the bullets that were fired at them.

After the fall of the Eldar, which was the birth of the Slaanesh, these Fallen Ones, in order to protect their souls from being devoured by the Slaanesh, frequently carried out interstellar slave-hunting activities around the world, relying on the secrecy of the Web and the technological legacy from the ancient Eldar Empire.

By tormenting the souls of other races and offering their suffering as a sacrifice to Slaanesh, they plead for and temporarily escape the endless torment of Salis's thirst.

A traitor who aids and abets evildoers.

As one of the oldest conspiracy groups in Comoros, the Blade Lotus Conspiracy is more like a continuation of the decadent and extravagant ancient Eldar empire compared to its brothers.

His life was extremely decadent and pretentious. He considered himself the most legitimate heir to the Ancient Spirit Empire, but he did the most despicable and dirty things.

Perhaps that's why they claim to be the most legitimate heirs of the Ancient Spirit Empire?
Their combat capabilities are an even greater mystery.

It's confusing.

When powerful, it can contend with any force in the universe.

When he's at his weakest, he can even be soloed by Lucius.

That's right, it's Lucius, the one next to Casca.

The Dark Eldar, isn't that amazing?
"Hey Ark country bumpkin, give this a try!"

The mosaic, rushing rapidly behind them, finally revealed their figures at close range.

Those were several extremely slender small fighter jets.

Like bat wings, its tail is covered with extremely sharp spikes, as if it wants to pierce through all the creatures that cast their gaze upon it.

In certain areas of the otherwise completely black and almost non-reflective hull, a faint dark green glow emanated.

The fighter jets that were hot on their heels were firing at the flagship where Casca was located.

Behind these vanguard fighters were large numbers of Dark Eldar escort ships and a centrally positioned mosaic – presumably the Dark Eldar flagship – relentlessly pursuing them.

"Unable to create effective distance, we are preparing to adopt a counter-attack strategy."

Irelia's warship shields are not particularly strong.

This flagship, stolen from its fallen cousins, clearly inherited the characteristics of the Dark Eldar—

crisp.

Indeed, during the previous voyage, Casca also experienced the comfort of this ship.

But crispy is crispy.

While gaining extremely high maneuverability, the shields on board the ships are simply unable to withstand enemy fire.

This was even after Irelia used the Spirit Bone Network to direct the helmsman and crew to micromanage the warship, dodging many attacks that would normally be guaranteed to hit.

"Deploy crew members and prepare to launch a counterattack against the enemy warships!"

At the very moment Irelia gave the order, Casca stood up and exchanged a glance with Saint Gilles beside him.

"Boarding?"

"Boarding".

The flagship of the Blade Lotus Conspiracy Group.

The warship's command and control room was cold and bloody.

Compared to the Ark Eldar's warm and comfortable elegant starships filled with a network of spirit bones, the creations of the Dark Eldar appeared extremely ugly and terrifying.

The Dark Eldar dared not use psionic energy, so the interior decoration of their warships maintained a cold and sharp metallic style.

Unlike the flagships of the Eldar or Eldar pirates, these warships were not covered with shimmering, iridescent spirit bone materials.

Given that the Dark Eldar lack Soulstones to protect their souls, these guys are basically a carbon copy of the Necromancers from space—they don't use psionic powers at all, but rely on their high-tech skills left behind by archaeology to defeat their opponents.

They are far worse than those skeletons of the undead.

Various instruments of torture, beyond human comprehension, are adorned with even more unimaginable artifacts made from tissues from humans or other victims.

Even the army of Slaanesh would be amazed by the ingenuity and creativity of these races' "art" that were capable of creating Salis herself.

The extent of these black bean sprouts' abnormality is completely beyond the comprehension of a normal person.

The suffering of others is their greatest pleasure.

Cruel and vicious.

Painful screams and wails emanating from all around the ship were like the most pleasant background music specially chosen by these dark Eldar, playing on a loop throughout the warship.

Köhler was quite pleased with himself as he drove his flagship and chased after Irele.

As a major conspiracy group in Comoros, there is only one reason why they emerged from the network city of Comoros into the real world.

Slave capture.

Fortunately, Kosek's fleet successfully launched a surprise attack on a large target in the human world.

And with minimal losses, they were about to return to Comoros with the slave ships carrying entire ships full of slaves.

Such a successful operation will surely make their Blade Lotus conspiracy famous throughout the Comoros.

At that time, more Dark Eldar will surely come to join us, and the cooperation agreement between the Blood Spirits and the Witch Spirit Cult will proceed more smoothly.

However, I've done something big to the human world, and I might face retaliation in the future, but who cares!
Do you think these humans can cross the net tunnel into the Comoros to seek revenge on him?
Just as they were preparing to drive their swarms of slaves to open a web portal back to Comoros...
There is also an unexpected surprise.

He actually had the good fortune to run into Iriel, the thief who stole their warship a while ago, and get his revenge!

Everything is progressing in a perfect direction.

Meanwhile, the little thief's warship was barely managing to deploy its shields for defense under artillery fire far exceeding their capabilities.

This was just the vanguard of their Blade Lotus conspiracy group.

Once we catch up with and capture those Ark country bumpkins' warship, we'll take them all to the Comoros and then thoroughly enjoy their suffering.

"Your Excellency the Consul."

Just as Kosek was completely filled with the joy of victory, his crew behind him promptly interrupted his thoughts.

"A small landing craft from Iriel has broken through our fire blockade and boarded our ships."

"Notify the conspirators on the warships to go and annihilate the enemy. What are the escort ships doing, letting them in like this?"

"And what about the remaining boarding craft of Iriel? Why didn't I see them in the holographic projection?"

"Because, sir, they're all gone, only this one remains."

"One?" Kosshek rubbed his chin with amusement. "The mighty Iriel, the future naval commander of Iyndon, actually sent only one landing ship to board?"

"interesting."

How many soldiers are on that landing ship?

"Two people, adults, two humans."

Two people?

Two humans?

"Has Iriel's pirate fleet become a monkey's den?"

The joke from Kor'Shak caused the Eldar in the cabin to burst into laughter.

They sent two humans to their warship to sue for peace?
"Perhaps he's here to promote what that stupid human Phoenix King called a madman."

"Who knows."

Has Yrel, this member of the Eldar race on the Ark, really become this pathetic?
crazy.

The last time I met this guy in Comoros, before she even took the Blade Lotus Clan starship, he was already crazy enough.

They're actually promoting Asuyan's resurrection in the Comoros!
Honestly, if Asuyan were to be resurrected, the first to run away wouldn't be Slaanesh, but the Dark Eldar.

After all the despicable things they've done over the years, the first thing the Phoenix King will do upon his return is to burn them all down and clean house.

Fire is coming!

Where among the Comoros would anyone dare to tell Asuyan that they have a clear conscience?

If Asuyan were to truly be resurrected...
From the highest-ranking official in Comoros, Victor, to the lowest-ranking thugs, everyone was able to escape the galaxy at top speed via the network.

Of course, Irele's next words made Ko'shek, who had just been on edge, burst out laughing.

—She said that Asuyan was reincarnated as a human.

That's a really funny joke.

For the first time, truly the first time, Kosher was genuinely impressed by the humor of his cousin on the Ark.

Such remarks are far too blasphemous.

Asuyan turned into a big, wild monkey!
Even Koshke found it hard to accept such a vicious statement.

Even the Dark Eldar, the race that disrespects Asuyan the most in the entire universe, could not have imagined that there was such a blasphemous perspective.

The Dark Eldar racked their brains, but none of them could match Yrel's brilliant idea.

The interior of the Kosherk flagship.

"This place is absolutely disgusting."

Kasga frowned and kicked open another iron door in front of him.

The spaceship was empty except for endless corridors of torture chambers, where the screams of the enslaved echoed without end.

Under his and the angels' overwhelming force, any warrior from the conspiracy who dared to stand in their way would be torn to shreds in an instant.

Primarily angels.

Saint Gilles would not have the slightest bit of pity for such a notorious alien race as the Dark Eldar.

As the gleaming golden spear in his hand flew up and down at a speed that even Casca could hardly discern, those black-bean sprout warriors who boasted of their superb skills and agility appeared so clumsy in front of the angel.

After Casca and Angel joined forces to cut down nearly a hundred of the Conspiracy Cult warriors who had come to attack, the area around the landing point was finally cleared by the two of them.

During the battle, Casgar's right hand was engulfed in burning golden-red flames.

It wasn't to withstand psionic shocks, since the Dark Eldar never used psionic energy.

"rest in peace."

Kasgar frowned as he burned one Dark Eldar "artwork" after another to ashes.

He had only heard that the Dark Eldar were known for their rather perverse methods.

Only by seeing it with your own eyes can you know who people are referring to as "quite perverted".

Emotions are even more perverse than Sinister motives!

Kasgar silently set the trophy rack, which was filled with the corrupted creations of the Dark Eldar, ablaze with ashes.

Perhaps his flames could restore them from this miserable state, but their souls had already been ravaged countless times by the Dark Elves. Even if they could be restored, they would only be able to spend the rest of their lives in eternal mental illness.

Kasgar has to face battles afterward, so he can't afford to spend his energy caring for the victims, and he can't waste his psychic power here.

May these suffering souls find peace.

Saint Gilles, who was following behind Casca, offered words of comfort.

"You have a heart of gold, my friend, but a far more brutal battle awaits us. Now is not the time for sentimentality."

"Maybe."

Casca replied gloomily.

As he freed these twisted creations with flames, he could even feel the gratitude emanating from these tormented souls.

Damn it.

The Dark Eldar of these trenches.

"right!"

Just as he kicked open the gate of the Dark Eldar warship, Kasgar felt an intense killing intent that seemed to solidify.

Right on the right!

He swung his power sword to deflect the Dark Eldar's attack. The poison crystal dart, as thin as the smallest thread, made a teeth-grinding hissing sound after hitting the disintegration field. The needle, which still retained its impact force, disappeared completely after being worn down.

Seeing that his first shot missed, the scheming warrior lurking in the shadows tilted his head slightly, then swiftly leaped into the air, preparing to change position and try again—

call out--

A precise spear thrust from an angel pierced his heart in an instant.

"There's more on the right! And then on the left front!"

Then several more silent, tiny poison crystal darts were launched towards the direction where Kaska and the angel were.

The command and control room of the Blade Lotus Conspiracy's flagship.

"The two invading monkeys still haven't been eliminated?"

Compared to the previous joking tone, this time Ko'Sek's tone from the warship's command center was more reproachful.

Could it be that the members of the Blade Lotus conspiracy are being lazy and complacent?
Otherwise, how could they not even handle two invading monkeys? Ko'Shake was very impatient.

Among the Eldar race, who are already considered races of knights, the Dark Eldar are the greatest among all races of knights.

This Blade Lotus conspiracy group, relying on their seniority as members of the Ancient Spirit Clan, is considered the most powerful race among the Dark Spirit Clan's knights.

As the supreme knight king of the super race, Ko'Shak found it extremely difficult to accept that his elite intrigue warriors had failed to subdue the two trespassing monkeys.

If two savage monkeys could wreak havoc on the entire flagship, wouldn't that demonstrate how inferior and vulnerable the most glorious and greatest Eldar warriors are?

Not only have the internal problems remained unresolved, but the naval situation with Irelia is also far from optimistic.

After the initial chaos and setbacks, Irelia's pirate fleet quickly regrouped and, surprisingly, managed to hold its own against them using guerrilla tactics and its relatively small fleet.

He truly deserves to be called the future star of Yiyang Ark.

Even if he went mad and saw people as gods, his remaining command abilities were still outstanding.

If she were given some time to hone her skills, and if the pirate fleet were to grow and expand in the future...
"Unfortunately, this country bumpkin from the Ark has to die now."

"Prepare--"

"Reporting, sir, those two have already infiltrated and damaged the macro gun weapon system on the right side of the flagship, and are now infiltrating towards the area where the weapons are located at the bow!"

"enough!"

"I've said enough!"

Kosek roared, his shriek even drowning out the agonizing cries of the suffering on board.

He slammed his palm hard on the warship's control panel, startling the servant who came to report, who trembled and dared not utter a word.

"If you're really so stupid that you can't even handle two wild monkeys, then you should report to the Blood Spirits after today!"

"A bunch of trash!"

Send me images of those two overconfident idiots!

Kosek shouted in extreme impatience.

The previous raiding operation had gone extremely smoothly; the Eldar's artful murders swept through and devoured the panicked human planet.

In the midst of the rampant and frenzied slave-hunting activities, K. Shek reveled in the sight of those tall, green-armored savage monkeys desperately protecting the smaller ones around them, only to ultimately witness their despair at being unable to protect anything.

That kind of pain seemed particularly sweet to the Dark Eldar.

Whenever he reminisces about it, he finds it especially sweet.

The despair of those who were deliberately left to breathe their last, just to watch them load caravan after caravan of human slaves onto slave ships, is an extreme pain that only true connoisseurs can truly understand.

Even so, these foolish creatures seemed to still be muttering the word "Primarch," saying that they only needed to wait for their Primarch to return—

As for the rest of the conversation, Ko'Shak didn't listen.

He snapped the neck of the fool who, in his final moments, was still cursing himself incessantly.

A boring reaction.

How can humans compare to the Eldar?
Kosshek has always insisted on this.

But now—?
How come we can't even handle two wild monkeys now?

He connected the communication device to his ear, which was hidden beneath his full suit of armor.

Let me see what's going on!

What appeared in the center of his screen was a large, savage monkey in purple armor.

It looks a lot like the green-armored savage monkey he encountered during his raids, so they probably belong to different combat squads.

In terms of combat strength, it is indeed quite remarkable, but not to the point that it can break through hundreds of elite warriors of the conspiracy group and pierce through their warship.

Even though this person still exuded some spiritual energy that made him feel a little uneasy.

It is a pity.

Ko'Shake didn't have time to see the surveillance footage of Casca using the golden-red flames in his hand to purify his "artworks".

Otherwise, he would definitely run faster than the space necromancer's inertial engines.

Now, Ko'Schek's gaze fell on another person.

Another creature, clad in gleaming gold armor, even sporting wings—

This. This is
Kosshek's eyes widened.

I rely on!

Ape God!!!

That's not surprising, ah, that's not surprising at all.

This savage monkey's supreme celestial being is indeed not someone his shrimp soldiers and crab generals can easily mess with.

The fact that the Dark Eldar do not use psychic energy does not mean that their psychic vision or psychic energy level is low.

Ko'Shake, a young Eldar with a strong foundation in psychic abilities, immediately saw through the phenomena to the true nature of the angels.

As for the unremarkable monkey warrior standing to the side, wearing a red helmet and purple-gold armor...
Most likely they were just followers of the young gods of the High Heaven.

It's nothing serious, don't worry about it.

And so, Kosshek overlooked the existence of Casca.

"Sir, how should we deal with these two intruders?"

"Prepare to abandon the cabin these two have infiltrated; we'll take—"

wrong.

Kosshek's words about temporarily fleeing with the slave ships were cut short mid-sentence.

If we're going to play, we have to play big.

It's time to use the [divine artifact].

"And also! Awaken that Pain Engine! I'll personally explain this to the Blood Spirit then!"

"The purple monkey's life or death is irrelevant, but the golden monkey must be captured alive!"

"She has great research value, and the Bloodline People will definitely pay a high price for her!"

A gleam of predatory interest flashed in Ko's eyes.

Greed ultimately triumphed over his reason.

The young gods of the Supreme Heaven of the Savage Monkeys are indeed very strong, but young gods are still young gods after all; they can be captured and killed.

If we can successfully bring it back to Comoros and hand it over to the Bloodlust people...
I wonder what kind of good price those guys who are obsessed with dissection and suturing will offer when they first encounter such a rare material as the Supreme Heavenly Child God.

Thinking of this, Kosek quickened his pace.

"quick!"

"This should be the bow weapon."

As he spoke, Casgar extended his power sword and slashed at the connection point of the turret mechanism.

"This side must also be cut off."

Kasgar was directing the angels who were also constantly destroying the ship's equipment.

Once the firepower on this flagship is destroyed, the firepower pressure on Iriel's side will be significantly reduced.

clap clap.

"Well done, you two humans."

"I am delighted that you have come to my fleet and have contributed a great gift to our cause."

Just as Casca was about to sever the bow weapons command and control system,
Applause from the shadows interrupted what he was doing.

A figure that had appeared in the holographic projection when he was on the Iriel warship stood in front of Casca.

He was a tall, thin, middle-aged Spirit Clan member with a somewhat gloomy and acerbic appearance. He wore a dark green trench coat with exquisite embroidery patterns, and the pale purple lotus emblem on it indicated his identity.

Blade Lotus Conspiracy, Governor Ko'Shake.

Behind him were a large number of strange creations that even Casca couldn't name.

A bizarre creature, composed of terrifying flesh and machinery resembling a scorpion, floats in mid-air.

Their forelimbs are equipped with strange weapons of various sizes, resembling scalpels, while their backs, which resemble the spine of a scorpion, are covered with numerous oddly colored bottles and jars.

As for the device connecting the spine and coccyx, it is a venomous stinger that sticks out like a tail needle.

[Talos's Pain Engine]

Even the Blood Actors' most cherished possessions have appeared here; it seems they've mobilized their entire force.

"Although I do not know your name, you are a child god from mankind, but I believe you will have an 'unforgettable' time in the Comoros."

A cruel smile crept across Ko'Shake's lips, and his gaze toward the angel became unusually infatuated.

It can only be said that the angel's charm is indeed too powerful, even the Dark Eldar cannot resist her presence.

Faced with the alien's nonsensical remarks, the angel didn't even bother to refute them.

She raised her spear high, flapped her wings, and flew towards the governor.

when!
Just as the spear was about to pierce Ko'shek, the scorpion-like engine of pain beside him started.

He used his hard, black arm armor to block the attack for K. Shek.

But it can hold them off for a while.

After holding out for less than a moment, the arm armor of this flesh-and-blood creature, filled with filthy power, shattered instantly, and its main body was easily pierced away by the angel's spear.

Immediately afterwards, the remaining force rushed toward Ko'Shek, who had just reacted.

Despite the immense effort involved in blocking the attack, with the aid of the Pain Engine, the Conspiracy Council's governor, Ko'Shak, managed to barely withstand the blow imbued with the angel's wrath.

The consul retreated several steps, bracing himself against the blood-stained wall, feeling the trembling of his arm, his eyes filled with disbelief and apprehension.

With a single, casual strike, he was able to tear apart the Pain Engine at his side, forcing his conspiracy group governor into a series of defeats.

isn't it?
He had considered that the warp-space nascent gods would be very powerful.

But he never imagined it would be such a formidable opponent that even he and the Pain Engine together would struggle to deal with.

So strong?
"idiot."

Kasgar's gaze toward the Dark Eldar governor shifted from anger to pity.

Classic Dark Eldar mindset.

They spend all their time hiding from their real, named combat power, bullying the garrison troops stationed on some planets, and think they're invincible.

Why did you provoke him?
This is the archangel, Saint Gilles.

One of the most formidable beings among the Primarchs.

This idiot is so greedy for money that he's setting his sights on angels!

"As expected of the Supreme Being, even a mere child god of humanity is so troublesome!"

But it seems that Ko'Shak is not alarmed by the terrifying power of the angels.

The stronger he is, the more valuable he is to study, and the more rewards he will receive from the Blood Spirit.

"Quickly, let's all attack together!"

A mad smile flashed across Kosek's eyes.

Immediately afterwards, countless phantoms wielding poisoned blades appeared around him, rushing towards the direction of the angel along with the remains and grotesque figures of the Bloodwalkers he had awakened.

The technology from the ancient Eldar Empire—the Cloning Force Field.

An extremely rare and expensive piece of technology, originating from the ancient Elven Empire, which only wealthy Grand Archons can use.

This device can project images of several users simultaneously, with identical movements and body shapes, making it perfect for group fights.

At the same time, several Nightmare Demons surrounding Ko'Shake also moved in unison to surround the angel.

Want to gang up on the angel?

Kasgar narrowed his eyes, raising the power sword that shimmered with blue light to his side.

Then you'll have to ask me if I agree!
But it seemed that the moment he raised the blade in his hand, the governor's eyes locked onto this troublesome fellow.

He spared no expense in order to capture this extremely rare young god of the High Heavens.

Ko'Sek even brought out his family heirloom, an orange crystal that floated in the air and emitted a faint glow.

Although he didn't quite understand the working principle and origin of this magical artifact.

But he knew that as long as he could activate it to unleash a beam of light, the powerful spiritual energy it released would instantly turn the opponent to ashes!

Most importantly, this psychic power does not attract warp gods.

Since this golden Supreme Heavenly Child God is difficult to deal with, let's sever her hands and feet first!
The instant those flesh-and-blood golems surrounded the angel, he fired the cannon in the direction of Casca.

They didn't even aim.

A golden-red laser beam, as if it possessed a spirit, locked onto him and headed straight for Casca.

bingo!

But in his excitement, Košek seemed to have forgotten a very important issue—

If this fluctuation doesn't originate from the Supreme God of Evil, then from whom could it come?
Stupid!
In the next instant, a golden-red flame, following the light of the artifact, slowly began to burn at the location of Casca.

The entire room was engulfed by that tiny flame at that moment.

Not right.

This wasn't a function a divine artifact should have. As he passed through the flames, he saw Casca—

No, he can't see clearly.

The overwhelming subspace light filled his eyes completely.

He wanted to see more, but when he closed his eyes to observe with his spiritual vision, he could only see a white expanse of light.

He originally intended to use the image of a savage monkey to humiliate humans, but the words just wouldn't come out.

"What kind of monster is this?"

Just as Kosek was wondering, the light gradually solidified into a physical form.

A phoenix?

A golden-red phoenix soaring above the pyramids and amidst the flames!
puff.

Instinctively, Ko'Shek's trembling legs could no longer support the weight of his upper body.