I'm a magnetic field madman

This means that when they die, their souls are taken directly by Slaanesh. And even if the God of Laughter himself intervenes, it is extremely difficult to retrieve the horned soul from the Lord of Pleasure.

"Stranger from afar, your power has disrupted the chorus of the universe, your existence is disturbing the flow of the symphony."

The unicorn stared at Bai Qianshuang and spoke in an ethereal and incomprehensible tone and language...

"Your fate will end here, and your traces will be forever erased from the universe, paving the way for our race to return to the right path."

"Back to the right path? Isn't your Spirit Clan's old path just courting death? You plan to put that clown on your throne as God King?"

Bai Qianshuang grinned maliciously at the unicorn before her, her sarcasm sharp and incisive…

"Oh, I forgot, Slaanesh is also a god of the Eldar, just like that sorcerer—you're jealous of humans, aren't you? Because their god is willing to sacrifice himself for his people... but your god is more than happy to grant your death wish, hahaha!!"

Bai Qian Shuang had no good feelings towards the Emperor, and at this moment she was merely using him as a pretext to attack the group of Spirit Race members.

Did it have any effect? ​​Of course not. How could the Eldar, who play a unique role, be harmed by such simple words?

They act for the future of Eldar, even if it is not West Lego's will—but as long as the Big Clown does not give the order to stop them, they can still act according to their own will.

Based on their own judgment, the clowns of Frost Star believed that Bai Qianshuang must be killed.

Such a human with abilities resembling those of a star god is certainly not a good thing for the Eldar—perhaps humans and the Eldar have the potential to resist chaos together… but the Eldar are acutely aware of the nature of that cold sun.

For humanity, there are four evil gods in the warp. For other races, there are always five!

For the future of the Eldar, and to fight for more space for their race to live in this cold galaxy...

Killing an overly powerful human would be of great benefit to Ada as a whole.

Without further ado, the unicorn charged toward the enemy before it.

The unicorn's speed is extremely fast, even to the Eldar, it is much faster than their retinas can detect.

With its blurring and dynamism, the holographic suit makes his movements appear as elusive illusions, a trick to deceive the visual senses.

Bai Qianshuang was also struggling to catch him because he needed to use his strength to prevent the bones in his body from dissolving.

Therefore, when the unicorn came right in front of him, he could only barely fight back.

White appliance claw!

The electric claws that were unleashed in a deadly attack clashed with the deadly metal wires that shot out from the clown's kiss...

The force of the electric current alone did not seem sufficient to destroy the metal wires that were wrapping around flesh and dissolving bones.

Meanwhile, the unicorn's other hand had already activated his clown's touch, a transparent force field enveloping his arm...

Then, this arm will penetrate any armor, skin, and bone without any hindrance, tearing out the enemy's heart and crushing it!

Bai Qianshuang had no choice but to resort to a passive tactic. He roared and used the Sea Tiger Explosive Leg on the soles of his feet, causing the electric current to erupt from his feet, trying to drag himself and the unicorn into the electric current.

But the unicorn wasn't that foolish. Her nimble body swept past an unseen phantom beneath a thrown object, and then the flow of time around her seemed to slow down, allowing her to easily dodge the burst of electricity.

With the help of its powerful technological creations and terrifying agility, the unicorn's strength is undeniably formidable!

As for Bai Qianshuang, he may have underestimated the abilities of this cosmic warrior.

He even felt that even if he temporarily regained his magnetic field power, he wouldn't be able to take down the slippery thing in a short time.

The unicorn clearly didn't intend to fight him one-on-one. The moment he retreated... the Sky Weaver riding an anti-gravity motorcycle on his head fired a star dart cannon at him...

Faced with these sharp single-molecule weapons, Bai Qianshuang could only manage to dodge them with great effort.

Even so, his arms and legs were still pierced through. Without the protection of the magnetic field, he seemed truly doomed!

The battle seemed to have inevitably headed towards despair.

But just then, a commotion arose outside the theater where the clowns were besieging the enemy... and then, looking into the distance, they saw a Tau alien wielding a double-edged sword struggling to break through the clowns' outer perimeter.

Not only that, some Tau people wearing combat suits and their vehicles also emerged from the dark space and attacked these clowns!

"To attain the highest good, kill these Vasindar!!"

Anshi roared in fury, brandishing his double-edged sword and slashing rapidly at the pointed-eared creatures he loathed.

He did indeed escape, and Anshi was incredibly lucky... he almost immediately met with reinforcements who had infiltrated the Comoros to rescue him—

Although they didn't quite understand how they escaped from a group of dark elves and ended up here in a daze...

Because all they remembered was a flash of white lightning that streaked past them, but they had indeed come to rescue their ether.

But Anshi didn't run away; his intuition told him that the human who had saved his life needed his help.

He may never have considered himself a friend or someone worthy of respect, but An Shi has always been a person who repays kindness!

Moreover, he did not believe that he and his people could leave Comoros simply and safely.

Amshi attacked the Eldar before him, his movements more agile than ever before, even more agile than when he killed the Vasindar who had brought him here.

He didn't know why, he only knew it was a good thing, a good thing that would allow him to defeat his enemies.

Lightning! Dance with the lightning!

The clown's speed was far superior to that of the mere Titans, but Anshi's martial arts skills were already extremely powerful.

Within his body, the flowing blood awakened some barely perceptible electrical currents!

This electric current granted him immense speed, allowing the double-edged sword of ammonium to pierce the chest of a clown... His contempt, transmitted through the mask, transformed into disbelief and resentment.

Anthrax pierced his heart, and then, without hesitation, threw himself into the next one.

"Hahaha!! It seems that even if you kill me, it won't stop anything!"

Bai Qianshuang laughed scathingly at the unicorn in front of her!

Blood and splattered mixed with fragments of internal organs sprayed out. Killing him would stop the rotation of the magnetic field? Impossible, because the magnetic field had already begun to spread!

"The curse from your mouth has begun to spread. Damn it, you will all be destroyed by this power sooner or later!"

"We will surely put an end to all discord!"

The unicorn shrieked and pounced again, this time determined to annihilate its enemy!

But Bai Qianshuang smiled slightly; An Shi's arrival seemed to have stirred something within his dazed mind—

His elder brother was very strong, but the physical body his brother left him could only ever keep up with his strength. He was inadequate and unworthy of his elder brother's body.

Was it because he lacked ability? No, absolutely not! Even if his talent was not as great as his elder brother's, he was once the Sea Tiger Martial God who ruled the land!

He was simply lacking something, something he had never felt or experienced since the beginning of his rebirth: that surging fighting spirit!

And now, it feels like it's already happened!

He slammed his fist into his heart, and as a violent electric current surged into it, he roared and howled in agony...

"Unparalleled power, emerge from within me, Bai Qianshuang!"

boom!

47. Dance of Killing

Few people have had the opportunity to witness Delazal's battle firsthand...

It could even be said that only a very few people are qualified to witness the Blademaster's dance and survive.

For those who like to stir up trouble, they always try to draw parallels between the power of the Blademaster and that of other Nightmare Bishops.

Of course, the other Nightmare Bishops are by no means ordinary either.

It is no exaggeration to say that a powerful Nightmare Bishop can behead ten Conspiracy Knights in the blink of an eye.

So, how strong would Derazar be?

Can you chop off twenty heads at once?

These Dark Eldar cricket fighting enthusiasts will soon be able to see them.

Inside the Kane Grand Arena, the "Blood Sharks" created by Drazza and Lacas are frantically killing each other... and their speed is completely incomprehensible to outsiders.

All they could see was a black shadow clashing with a blood-red shadow, two inextricably intertwined, dark lights.

The sounds of clashing weapons echoed through the arena... but it was completely different from the battle between Lilith and Evelynn.

If the latter's battle is a magnificent and delightful dance, then the battle of the strong is simply a brutal slaughter.

Drazzar didn't employ the flashy fighting techniques of other Nightmares; his tactics were simple and practiced. He relied solely on deadly, extremely deadly, coordinated attacks.

With its sweeping, powerful, and deadly precision, De La Zar's fighting style is vastly different from that of a nightmare.

But Drazar didn't care at all; there were very few people in the entire arena who were qualified to see his movements clearly... and his enemies certainly wouldn't appreciate so-called elegant combat.

Being overly obsessed with skills has always been a bad flaw of their race... Because of this bad habit, many Eldar have died in battles against the Astartes in a mysterious and unclear way.

Moreover, the enemy before him was not someone De Lazar could afford to be complacent about.

"Hehehehehaha!"

Blood Shark laughed maniacally, like a madman, even though his mouth was completely covered by steel, the laughter still escaped...

Like the ecstatic laughter of a predator as it feeds, it sent a chill and unease through the very soul of every Dark Eldar.

So they didn't need to say much; they all unconditionally supported De La Zar.

"Cut off his head! Skin him! Chop him to pieces!"

"Kayla Mansa Kane!!"

They chanted the name of the Bloodhand God who had never cared about them... praying and blessing Drazza to cut that thing that annoyed them to pieces.

De la Zar remained unresponsive, and it was impossible for him to react to these nonsensical cheers.

He remained silent, like a ghost without sound, without soul, and without any physical existence.

Or perhaps, beneath that armor lies nothingness, only the ashes of souls, and what drives the armor is merely pure will?

Blood Shark also began to wonder what exactly this Lord of Blades was...

Even if the average Spirit Race member were to completely drain his body, they still wouldn't be able to fight him to this point.

I don't know, but Blood Shark doesn't care. His heart is filled only with slaughter, exhilarating slaughter!

Comoros is a very pure place, and it has nothing to do with his past.

Every life here has its own reason and cause to die, and any killing here will not have any superfluous or annoying consequences!

He absolutely loved this place!

A new life begins here, but he no longer needs to care about the past. Brothers, family, hatred—all these things have vanished forever along with the past.

His master gave him a new life, and even if it wasn't his true self, he just wanted to live life to the fullest!

He is no longer Kou Zhong, he is Blood Shark, merely Blood Shark King!!

So it doesn't matter what Kane, Khorne, or anything else whispering in his ear—it's not for any god, nor for any other bullshit ideology or goal. Blood Shark only pursues the pleasure of killing!

"The blood shark is monstrous!!"

He roared wildly, swinging his two butcher knives in a frenzied, spinning slash...

At the same time, the magnetic field force generated by it formed a blood-red vortex around him!

This magnetic field wasn't particularly strong, even though he could unleash even greater power. But he wanted to see what Delazar's limits were... If he could handle it, then Blood Shark would give him an even stronger fight!

Faced with countless crimson sharks surging towards him, the two Clive longswords in De Lazal's hands were coated with an indistinguishable crimson light... and then, in an instant, they actually cleaved through the crimson vortex.

That was not the power of psychic energy.

But it's very close. There's no doubt that Drazza's power goes far beyond just wielding his weapon.

This made the blood shark even happier and more joyful, its wild, predator-like smile becoming even more magnificent, unleashing an even stronger magnetic force to suppress its opponent!

Swords clashed, forces collided, and the primal explosions of roars and twisting metal shook the entire Kane's Arena!

Let every member of the Dark Eldar feel the exhilarating surge of their blood!

"Grandmaster Lacas, is this the soldier you created using that human's genes...?"

Victor stared down at the Blood Shark, who was locked in a fierce battle with Drazza, and asked Lacas beside him in a cryptic tone...

“Victor, Overlord, I have said more than once that I have no intention of participating in any political or power struggles.”

Lacas, understanding what Victor was thinking, spoke concisely and directly.

"The Blood Shark wasn't a weapon I created, but it does possess a power that I haven't fully understood... 'Magnetic Field Rotation,' you've heard of the source of this power."

“It’s a truly captivating power,” Victor said with a smile.