I'm a magnetic field madman

"It is not psychic power, but it can manipulate the physical rules of the physical universe to perform all sorts of incredible feats. If we can fully master this power, the rise of our race may be just around the corner tomorrow."

Despite his seemingly heartfelt words, as if he were concerned for the future of the Dark Eldar, Victor's gaze remained dark and cold.

What he was actually most worried about was that other Dark Eldar with this power would overthrow him.

Leaders who come to power through a coup d'état naturally fear the possibility of another coup. Does Victor really want to gain a magnetic field? If he could, he certainly would, but only for himself.

If such an uncontrolled force were to spread in Comoros, Victor's first reaction would be to nip it in the bud.

In any society, even one as extreme as the Dark Eldar, the rulers cannot accept the individual wielding the power to overthrow the group through violence.

Larcas understood Victor's little scheme perfectly well, and he was even considering ways to get Larcas to abandon his research.

—A monkey fighting for a crown in a muddy mess.

Lacas didn't say anything, but he was already extremely disappointed in Victor and gave him the lowest possible evaluation.

Yes, he once supported Victor because he was more ambitious and reform-minded than those rotten nobles who had been accustomed to complacency since the Eldar Empire era. But now, he may have been wrong.

No, it should be said that in these ten thousand years, Victor's former ambitions have long been worn away by time.

Ten thousand years have passed, and that human empire has gone through a process of dying, reviving, and then decaying, but Comoros has not yet been fully controlled by Victor.

He was not incompetent; he was simply accustomed to playing his power games in this dark city rife with intrigue and schemes.

He would never advance the Eldar's revival even a single step if he did not completely control Comoros for his own benefit... because he would never back down if it threatened his power.

Comoros may seem ambitious, but how are they really any different from other Eldar?

The Eldar on the Ark were stubborn and only knew how to protect their own interests, and they were unable to achieve any results over a long period of time.

The Wild Eldar are a bunch of utter scum, and as for the Jesters? Lacas didn't want to comment on a bunch of mystics.

And isn't the vast Comoros just like the human empire? Choosing stability is tantamount to stagnation, and choosing stagnation is tantamount to destruction. The festering sore will begin to grow, becoming larger and larger, and the decay will become more and more severe.

Thinking of this, Lacas closed his eyes.

He didn't have such a strong desire to save his own kind; after all, he wasn't Eldrad. But Lacas had to admit that some of the ideas of these magnetic field lunatics weren't wrong.

If things have already deteriorated to an irreversible state of corruption, then burning it all down might not be a bad thing.

Perhaps new life will emerge from the ashes, revealing its greatness once more before decaying. Or perhaps it will be utterly destroyed in the flames, but either way, it's far better than this nauseating stagnation of decay.

These magnetic field lunatics may have all sorts of faults, but when it comes to change, they are utterly unwavering.

Even if drastic changes might involve countless sacrifices, they don't care about their own lives or the lives of others.

This is both a reckless disregard for human life and a great, unrestrained ideology.

Lacas needed to change; he had no regard for people or race. But he yearned to see more knowledge, more mysteries.

Therefore, Lacas had already coldly sentenced Victor to death in his heart, for he was incapable of bringing about change.

He didn't intend to tell Victor about the fact that there were two human Chaos Astartes here who were up to something.

"Instead of worrying about me, Victor, shouldn't you be more concerned about your little pet?"

Lacas said calmly, and Victor also turned his gaze at the same time—on the other side of the arena, Evelynn and Lilith, who were fighting, were no longer the focus of everyone's attention.

While their fighting style was undeniably flashy and visually stunning, a truly captivating spectacle, it paled in comparison to the battles of Blood Shark and Drazza.

The latter's fighting style was not flashy, but it featured absolutely direct and brutal killing techniques...

On the contrary, it can awaken the desire for violence in the hearts of living beings more effectively than a flashy blade dance.

Furthermore, for these nobles of the Dark Eldar, seeing Lilith perform again in their lifetime is not difficult... but seeing Drajar in battle is probably a rare opportunity.

Lilith could feel all eyes leaving her, and that feeling made her extremely irritated!

But she doesn't hate Delazal for stealing her spotlight; all she wants now is to end this battle quickly and then spar with a true powerhouse!

An intense desire to fight gnawed at Lilith's heart like insects... But just then, Evelynn, who had been driven to the brink of despair, suddenly launched a counterattack!

But she wasn't really aware of it, because it was a kind of dazed feeling.

When Evelyn realized she might die, that familiar feeling returned...

She remembered that it was when she was in the Yetan Ark world, when she was ostracized and even attacked by her fellow inhabitants.

She curled up, her fear of death suddenly igniting an indescribable power within her.

When she came to her senses, all her kinsmen were lying on the ground, almost all of them with broken arms and legs.

This may be the source of her emptiness and loneliness all along... but now, this feeling seems to be trying its best to save her.

In an instant, Evelynn broke free from Lilith's restraints... The iron fan she was holding in her right hand slammed down on Lilith's forehead, and before Lilith could even react, her face was covered in blood!

The sudden injury caused Lilith pain, but it was immediately followed by intense anger!

Being robbed of attention was bad enough, but now she was injured—Lilith couldn't allow this to continue; she had to speed things up!

Without another word, Lilith's movements instantly increased by about 30%!

She also noticed Evelynn's uncontrollable posture and guided Evelynn to use her power to unleash even more powerful moves!

And she added insult to injury just as Evelynn was exhausted.

In this way, after several rounds, Lilith had already cut several wounds on Everene's body. Her strength disappeared as her blood flowed out, and Lilith, with a cruel smile, plunged the blade into Everene's heart!

With fluid grace, Lilith brought Evelynn's life to an end!

It seemed that someone finally noticed the end of this part, and some exclamations occurred in the room... but as Evelynn's master, Males did not have a bad expression.

Instead, she gave Victor a malicious smile as he looked at her with a mocking expression.

“Yes, it’s time to begin.” Males’s lips parted in a grotesque, sneer smugly…

"Let the gods be born."

boom!!

48. Welcoming Death

Jena, the God of Death, was a legendary figure even when the Eldar Empire existed and the Pantheon still held a very high position.

Because in Eldar mythology, the one who controls aging and death is Cairne's companion, the goddess of old age, Mori-Haeg, while the goddess of death, Jena, is generally considered to be a legend.

But is this really the case?

No, the existence of the Eldar gods is actually quite mysterious, because all the evidence and signs indicate that the gods worshipped by the Eldar in the old pantheon are not necessarily the true Eldar gods.

They are not like the Titans who worship the Titans, or like the Four Evil Gods who are gods formed in the warp through pure will.

Even in the history of the War of Heaven, which the Eldar themselves altered, they would never deny the existence of their creator—the Ancient Ones.

These ancient beings, the oldest in the physical universe and the warp, created a vast network of paths, and ultimately fell to the Star Gods and their servants. And in that War of Heaven, were the Ancient Saints or the Eldar gods leading the Eldar?

Therefore, many ancient Eldar prophets and sages of the Tower of Hoth have made some rather heretical speculations in their study of the Eldar gods.

That is, the Eldar gods may not be Eldar gods at all; they may be the first psionic weapons created by the Ancients... weapons created by the Ancients using their brethren who perished in the War of Heaven.

According to this theory, both Asuyan and Kane are essentially "ancient saints" rather than gods.

There are also arguments that are even more heretical than this one.

That was some unbridled, wild power from the Eldar gods, or even from the Old Ones, captured in the warp, much like the "essence" of the Primarchs of the human Emperors... But the Old Ones' technology was far superior to that of the Emperors, so they...

These "Primarchs" created bodies from the Star Gods they defeated in the War of Heaven... and Aida is merely a species created in imitation of this template...

If this explanation is followed, it seems to explain why the Eldar gods almost never responded to the Eldar's relationship after the War of Heaven.

Because after the War of Heaven ended and the ancient saints, star gods, and space undead fell silent, these out-of-control gods no longer cared about the Eldar's prayers.

As the God-King, Asu was indifferent to worldly affairs, coldly and indifferently creating the "barrier" between humans and gods. Kane hated the Eldar and poured his anger on mortals and their mother, Isa... After that, they almost watched helplessly as the Eldar went down the path of complete depravity.

This claim is based on Asuyan's so-called "barrier"... because in reality, for the Eldar race, whose members are almost all psionicists...

There could not possibly be anything that separated them from the Supreme Being, the abode of the gods—unless the barrier in this myth refers to the Web, and the story is merely a mythical account of the Old Ones creating the Web to escape those warp predators.

Moreover, there are indeed remnants of the Ancient Ones in the universe today... but coincidentally, it is said that those remaining Ancient Ones ultimately fell at the hands of Slaanesh...

As things stand, very few people know the answer anymore.

The past of the ancient galaxy is probably only known to those space undead who are still awake and a very few old monsters.

Of course, it is certain that there are at least two beings in this universe who have the answers to all of this—the God of Laughter, Sirloin, and the Goddess of Life, Isa.

If that's the case, then many of the jokes that West Lego has come up with are really quite funny.

Because they are not the true spirit gods; there can only be two true spirit gods from beginning to end.

Slaanesh, born from the indulgence and emotions of all Eldar, and Jena, formed from the death of all Eldar.

Eldrad did not know the truth of the answer, nor did he dare to explore it... because the secrets of the supreme gods were beyond his comprehension.

But deep down, the old prophet had already found some evidence to support these arguments.

The Prophet's Council Hall of the Usvi Ark, this dome standing at the very top of the Ark world, is enveloped in a thick mass of psionic energy.

Let this place forever exist in a superposition of the material and the immaterial worlds...

This allows only the council prophets, who know its secrets, to pass through the gates and enter the right place.

Any visitor who steps through the door without permission will be instantly thrown into a raging, agonizing torrent of warp energy.

"Eldrad, are you willing to risk extinguishing the last hope of my people for the sake of a mere myth?"

The Emerald Prophet Sayakzi stared at the psionic projection of the old prophet before him, remaining silent as his thoughts resonated within the torrent of information…

The Great Prophet rarely appears in the Council of Prophets; he is like Lacas of Comoros, a seat always reserved for him. Compared to him, all the other prophets seem superfluous.

Eldrad had long since disdained to be involved in the shady little council of the Usvi Ark...

Having foreseen too much of the future, he knew profoundly that the future of any race could not possibly be decided by a secret council composed of a tiny minority of scholars.

He is now far above Kohlia.

This is an inconspicuous satellite standing within the territory of the human empire...

Foolish humans have never realized just how immense the value of this tiny planet truly is.

Because they didn't know that the "crystals" covering the planet's surface were not the useless stones they thought they were, except for their hardness... In fact, these crystals were all expensive psionic crystals!

These psionic crystals are the basic materials for creating the skeleton framework of the Ark's Infinite Corridor... and so many psionic crystals were most likely produced during the Slaanesh's awakening due to radiation from the warp storm.

These precious minerals are enough to create a small Ark world... but after learning the secrets of this place, Eldrad kept them to himself.

Because he knew he would need it sooner or later.

"That's not some vague myth. We all know clearly which of the gods in the Pantheon and 'His Thirst' is our true deity."

Eldrad's projection stared at his short-sighted compatriots, and said with utter self-mockery...

"Isn't the decline of the Pantheon precisely because our ancestors foresaw this? First, the selection of the Phoenix King turned into a farce, then the Eternal Queen's orders couldn't even leave her palace. Our divine authority vanished long ago..."

Why are the Dark Eldar qualified to call themselves the legitimate race?

It's precisely because they are closest to the thoughts and actions of the Ancient Spirit Empire!

The Eldar of the Ark are nothing more than a group of marginalized and neglected individuals who were not valued at the end of the Empire... and they need a sufficient excuse to escape the Eye of Fear they are in now.

So they broke away from the former empire's territory under the name of the Pantheon, which had long been abandoned by the Eldar.

The Eldar born today might truly regard the Slaanesh as a collection of all the suicidal acts of all beings in the universe...

But only an old fox like Eldrad knew that Slaanesh was entirely of their own making!

Slaanesh was born at the request of the Eldar, when the Eldar collectively began to pursue pleasure...

When the Hedonistic Cult replaced the Pantheon and the court of the Eternal Queen as the rulers of the former empire, Slaanesh had already taken control of everything.

He did not begin to consume the Pantheon at the moment of His birth, but rather at the moment the Eldar fell!

Ultimately, the biggest and most ironic reason why Slaanesh so desperately desires the souls of the Eldar is because He truly "loves" these Eldar.

Born of the Eldar's desires, and given value in the Eldar's pleasures—just like that human emperor, Slaanesh was born in the Eldar's indulgence and at the height of their power.

The joyful Dark Prince has been born, and since the Eldar created him, the Dark Prince must "repay the kindness."

You desire ultimate pleasure, and Slaanesh will give it to you. But Slaanesh understands ultimate pleasure as being devoured by Him.

That makes perfect sense, doesn't it?

Slaanesh symbolizes the ultimate pleasure and love in the universe, so to unite with Him is to embody the ultimate season of love.

And the most ridiculous thing is this: if we put it that way...