I'm a magnetic field madman

51. Slaanesh's rampant influence

The Comoros have always been regarded by all races other than the Dark Eldar as the Slaanesh's feast.

The bastards here spend their days feeding Slaanesh, but Slaanesh won't let them get away with it.

Once the Comoros are breached, the first to arrive here will undoubtedly be the Slaanesh. She's longed to eat this delicious cake that's right in front of her.

The moment the Gate of Kane was blasted open, a massive amount of warp energy surged through Comoros like a tidal wave.

Even more deadly is the large number of Dark Eldar who have lost their minds in Comoros!

Because they have been unable to nourish their souls by tormenting others for so long, their bodies have become nothing more than empty shells.

With the infusion of warp energy, their bodies were taken over by the demons almost without any resistance!

Anshi watched helplessly as a wailing, heartless person underwent a transformation and reshaping in an instant. The emaciated body became plump, the skeletal face became alluring and charming, and the skin turned pale and soft...

Their bodies were adorned with many luxurious and expensive gemstones and metal jewelry, and even their dark human skin was used as exquisite leather decorations. One of their hands was structured like a crab claw.

Terrifying, yet even more beautiful, and with a captivating allure that reaches the very mind, the appearance of a Slaanesh is different in everyone's eyes... Only those who can see through their disguise can know the true ugliness of the Slaanesh demon.

An Shi even felt a sense of infatuation he had long forgotten for a moment, but he quickly came to his senses—and woke up all his subordinates!

His face was extremely pale, because this was actually the first time in history that Anshi had ever seen such an unscientific thing as a "demon"—

He realized he had underestimated these demons, even after hearing the Astartes' accounts, he still felt he had underestimated demons!

Damn it, is this kind of monster everywhere in the universe?

"Giggle..."

With drawn-out, unsettling smiles, these banshees rode their bizarre Slaanesh horses and rams of pleasure, charging like madmen into the streets and alleys of Comoros.

They were going to hunt down the Eldar to gain the Dark Prince's attention!

After all, Slaanesh's favorite food is the souls of Eldar, and even the Primarch ascended to demon form by relying on a huge amount of Soulstones...

Nothing in this world could satisfy the Slaanesh demons more than the souls of the Eldar.

Of course, they certainly aren't picky eaters. For example, the humans and titanium in front of them—their souls and bodies are also delicious and fun things...

A tall and beautiful figure rode on a huge Slaanesh horse. She was half-male and half-female, her body draped in light gauze and jewels, exuding an alluring and beautiful aura. Her figure was graceful and elegant, her skin as delicate, smooth and perfect as a sculpture, and her posture had an incredible elegance.

Without a doubt, this is a Keeper of the Secrets, a great demon of Slaanesh.

With its captivating allure and intoxicating hallucinogenic scent, this Slaanesh brings with it a call and a breath that can awaken the deepest secrets in everyone's heart, stirring the passion and desire in everything before them.

This is the origin of the title "Keeper of Secrets," meaning someone who knows the deepest desires in the hearts of mortals and then tempts them.

Krom and his companions wanted to resist, but they were utterly powerless to do so. Their physical weakness and loss of power were secondary; the crucial issue was that they lacked the ability to fight against a Slaanesh archdeacon.

Fortunately, the main targets of this great demon's seduction were never them.

"Oh, darling, you're covered in such strong muscles..."

"Hehehe, look at this butt, how tempting, how bouncy..."

"Hiss—this flavor is strong and powerful, so incredibly strong!!"

Led by the Keeper of the Secret, a large group of Slaanesh succubi surrounded Bai Qian Shuang like a harem of concubines. Under the sweet fragrance and the drifting veils, they laughed and used seductive voices to bewitch this Slaanesh favorite.

And how did Bai Qianshuang react?

Ha! His thing is already up, like he's ready for a high-octane battle at any moment!!

However, he wasn't so easily swayed on the spot. Although he knew nothing about psychic powers and couldn't see through the true appearance of these Slaanesh demons, his mind knew that this was obviously not real.

Although he had his tools all pulled out, he wasn't about to do anything on the spot.

These crazy people with magnetic fields are indeed self-indulgent and able to be themselves, but that doesn't mean they are indulging in debauchery and pleasure!

He squinted at the succubi that were bewitching him, and undeniably, his physiological reactions were perfectly normal.

However, the hormones secreted in his brain are clearly not capable of controlling his thoughts.

But it was precisely this clown-like gaze that drove the succubi to even greater climax, causing them to dance wildly in an attempt to get closer to him, seduce him, and corrupt him.

The keeper of the secret saw through Bai Qianshuang's deepest desire... and conjured up the form of a woman before him.

Long, silvery-white hair, an endearing face, a beautiful figure, a familiar look...

"Qian Shuang..."

She spoke softly, her breath coming in a seductive gasp, a gesture that immediately enraged Bai Qian Shuang.

Would she make that kind of face? Absolutely not, damn it, absolutely not!

"You're fucking asking for it!"

Enraged, Bai Qian Shuang attacked directly, her fist, imbued with fury and magnetic force, slamming into the guardian's chest—

She stared wide-eyed, seemingly unable to understand why the person before her, with such deep desires, was completely unaffected by temptation.

Throughout history, these Slaanesh demons have become accustomed to speculating on and bewitching mortals—they can easily control those who indulge in lust, and they can also corrupt the harsh and ruthless with gentleness.

But they rarely see someone who is driven by emotions and can act without hesitation when faced with their desires.

Enraged, Bai Qianshuang shattered the Guardian's body in an instant... Even though the body was covered and protected by subspace energy, it was still easily shattered under the terrifying physical attack.

Of course, this is not the end.

The warp energy that makes up these Slaanesh demons immediately seeks out other bodies to possess after the bodies they inhabit are blasted apart.

In Comoros, there are countless hosts that meet their requirements.

So, almost immediately, a lifeless body in the ruins rose once more as a guardian, giggling at Bai Qian Shuang…

"Oh, my dear—you can't resist the desires in your heart. For someone like you who lives for yourself, joining us is the best choice."

With seductive whispers and panting breaths, the Slaanesh demons chose to temporarily abandon this target that interested the Slaanesh and instead pounced on other dark Eldar that were easier to hunt.

In an instant, the entire Comoros, from the upper to the lower classes, was filled with wails and screams!

This is much larger than the Space Marines' invasion of the Comoros...

These Slaanesh demons alone are the deepest nightmare for the Dark Eldar.

Comoros finally reacted and immediately mobilized its military forces to retaliate in the face of this enormous disaster.

Large numbers of Hellrazors, carrying Eldar warriors, rushed toward the Slaanesh demons. Even though the legs of these dark Eldar trembled at the sight of their natural enemy, they still had to launch a counterattack.

In the distance, the Comoros black sun shone with a faint light, and explosions echoed again and again from the corners of the Comoros.

Near the shattered Crimson Harbor, a warship with bizarre paint and decorations is attempting to pass through the net gate...

While attacking all the approaching Dark Eldar flight fortresses, it also emitted a tremendous, headache-inducing noise.

The big mess is about to begin.

Comoros is resisting the invasion of the Slaanesh, and in any case... the city's former dark order must have been completely destroyed by now.

Bai Qianshuang was not in a good mood. He landed next to An Shi and the others and, without saying a word, used cell recombination to finish treating Krom and the others.

He no longer cared about the two missing Dark Angels; he addressed Astartes and the Tau people…

“This godforsaken place is in chaos now, and I don’t know if I can still lead you out of here, but I have to get back to my business.”

“We’d be happy to go fight aliens,” Krom grinned.

"There are plenty of sharp-eared creatures here for you to kill," Bai Qian Shuang chuckled lightly, and said...

"But you'll only get in my way about what I'm about to do—I'm going to get revenge, I'm going to take down Victor! As for you, Comoros is in a mess right now, why don't you try liberating some of your 'comrades'?"

Crom grinned and nodded. He was right. Comoros was in such a mess that probably no one was keeping an eye on the gladiators anymore.

It's said that the Dragon Slayers weren't the only ones captured by these pointy-eared space wolves—in any case, they've got some work to do.

Even if they can't escape this godforsaken place, they'll still add fuel to the fire of chaos here!

As an Astartes, it's hard for him to judge whether the Xenomorphs or Chaos deserve to die the most, but killing both of them would definitely be the most satisfying.

Since things have already come to this point, there's no need for them to necessarily align themselves with this heretic.

Comoros was burning, and although they didn't understand what was happening, seeing this made them feel good.

What's more, this heretic is going to settle accounts with the leader of these aliens. Tsk tsk tsk, a win-win situation.

After saying that, Bai Qianshuang headed straight for the center of Comoros, while An Shi hesitated for a moment before leaving with his two attendants, Jiu Run and Ben Tu.

They don't plan to run away, because to be honest, they can't run away anyway.

All the exits of the Comoros's net tunnels were extremely congested at the moment... and it wouldn't be easy for them to seize a ship to leave, let alone find an exit once they entered the net tunnels.

They also planned to do the same as the Astartes to rescue some of the slaves captured by the Dark Eldar, whether human or other races. They wanted to gather all the forces they could and find a way out!

Moreover, an inexplicable premonition still prevented An Shi from finding peace of mind—the matter was far from over.

"Eldrad!! You old charlatan, I'll tear you to pieces!!"

Looking at the razed Cain's Arena and the hordes of demons that poured out with the shattering of the Gate of Cain, Victor let out an incredibly shrill roar and curse!

The power of a deity cannot descend from nowhere, let alone a spirit god who has been dead for over ten thousand years. Whatever Jena may be, for Him to unleash His power through divine selection, He must be guided by other spiritual forces.

Of all the psionicists Victor knew, only one person had both the ability and the desire to do such a thing.

Moreover, he had contacted him not long ago, mentioned Jena, and even expressed his intention to cooperate with him...

That damn Eldrad, that damn liar!

Victor's anger was beyond words, but now he had more important things to deal with.

"Catch her!"

Victor shrieked as he pointed at Evelynn, who was still looking completely bewildered in the arena. This self-proclaimed chosen one of the Grim Reaper was the source of all the problems and a threat who could take away Victor's power!

He must die! This so-called chosen one of death must die right here!

Victor never believed in the Grim Reaper's theory from the very beginning... In his eyes, the logic of using mass suicide to defeat a powerful enemy was simply absurd.

Unfortunately, it seems some people don't intend to obey his orders.

Lilith hesitated for a moment, then jumped onto her aircraft and fled. She was also shocked by this sudden change, but she did not kill Evelynn, whom she had just killed.

Ultimately, even if she is Victor's relative, her more important identity is that of the ruling succubus of the Witch Spirit Cult.

She didn't need to offend the entire cult for Victor's sake—regardless of whether Evelynn was truly God's chosen one, the Witchcraft Cult wouldn't be willing to lay a hand on her.

Meanwhile, the two warriors, Delacar and Bloodshark, locked in a fierce battle, completely ignored any other changes in their plans.

The leak of psychic energy even fueled their increasingly intense fight.

Blood-red flames erupted from Drazza's body, and the sweeping psionic energy seemed to awaken something within the Blademaster.

Blood Shark fought with increasing abandon, unleashing its magnetic field power in a frenzy!

"450,000 units of power - Severing the Path of Life!!"

Blood Shark laughed maniacally as he brandished his butcher's knife and continued to hack and slash at his enemies. But when Blood Shark unleashed his magnetic field power, Derazal actually managed to block his attack completely!

“SuinDaellae!”

Drazzar was radiating powerful psionic energy, and what was even more astonishing was that he actually spoke!

A deep, bloody, and cruel voice emanated from beneath his armor... and the meaning of that obscure and difficult-to-understand ancient Elven language was chilling... and more importantly, Drazar's "face" had changed!

His long hair, which used to hang down his back, had turned into dark red strands stained with blood...

The Clive Blade he held in his hands transformed into two saw blades burning with crimson flames, and his face became twisted and furious!

Anyone who sees the current state of Drazza will be horrified by the Blademaster's demeanor.

He actually changed in the direction of Kane's incarnation!

But this is very strange, because Drazzar is definitely not the Young King who underwent the ritual to receive the power of the Kane fragments...

He didn't undergo any ceremony at all, and even his appearance was completely different from Kane's incarnation.

What he held was not the Doomsday Wail representing Kane's destructive power, but two saw blades twisted by power. Cries of agony and deadly light emanated from their surfaces, and ancient runes struggled, as if tormented by the body's heat, trying to break free of their restraints.

But this doesn't seem like Kane embodying his God of Destruction power through a physical vessel at all; it's more like Drazza is wielding Kane's power!

This is undoubtedly a huge blasphemy, but it may also reveal an even more tempting possibility.

But Blood Shark didn't care. He just wildly swung his weapon and slashed at the expert who could fight him, laughing wildly in the joy of killing his opponent!

Damn it, who cares about any kind of orthodoxy or power? The real joy is in killing!