I'm a magnetic field madman

"Kane, we love you so much!!"

"I don't care about your race, gender, age, or any other bullshit! Mortals, only the strong are worthy to wield my sword, only the strong are worthy to bear my power!"

Kane roared, using his divine power and his authority over mortals to definitively define the matter.

"If you have the ability, kill him! Defeat him! You will gain my favor and blessings, and become my chosen ones! But if you cannot do so, obey his commands, for what he says is what I say!!"

No one would argue with Kane, because there was no doubt that he would die. Not only at Kane's hands, but at the hands of other believers.

One of the core tenets of Kane's doctrine is tyranny: the strong can only become stronger by killing and enslaving all the weak—no second voice is allowed under Kane!

Kane's anger had not faded, but Blood Shark impatiently tore off the mask of anger conjured by blood flames.

Amidst his cursing, he picked up the Sword of Kane and stuck it into the ground, leaning against it like a cane, and lazily addressed the dark elves…

"Alright, Kane has finished explaining things to you. Now, what are you planning to do?"

“You are Kane’s chosen one, Your Excellency! Your will is Kane’s will, and it is also our will.”

The Great Witch Spirit offered his loyalty to the Blood Shark without hesitation—this was no nonsense. In this day and age, these confused believers would rather follow a messenger of a true god than follow a worm like Victor!

"Very good." Blood Shark laughed and straightened up, looking at the approaching pinkish-purple cloud in the distance, stroking his chin and squinting his eyes...

"Let me think about what the first order should be..."

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill all those idiots, wipe out this city, and rule over all the weak here!!" Kane roared furiously in his ear.

"Yes, kill!!" Blood Shark laughed wildly, raising the Kane Sword and pointing it at the darkness...

"In the name of the Chosen of Kane, I command all of you to follow me! From this day forward, I am the Lord of the Comoros, the War Lord of the Eldar Empire, and in my name I declare once again—"

"Heaven creates all things to nourish man, yet people still complain that Heaven is unkind! They do not know that locusts and pests are rampant throughout the world, causing immense suffering to the people and even to the king's subjects! People are born into different classes, and the noble are always favored by Heaven! The wealth and status of a person are all determined by Heaven, while the poverty of the common people is a punishment from Heaven!"

Suddenly a madman sharpens his knife in the night, the imperial star sways and Mars shines high! From this day forward, the world will be turned upside down, why hesitate to kill!

The disloyal should be killed! The unfilial should be killed! The unkind should be killed! The unjust should be killed!

"Impolite, unwise, and untrustworthy! Kane, the god, commands: Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Using Kane's memories, Bloodshark began by speaking in the language of the Ancient Eldar Empire, a phrase that was quite eloquent but ultimately made him seem insane. But what he followed made the Dark Eldar even more uneasy!

"In the name of Kane, the Chosen One, Warlord—"

Declare war on the human empire!

Declare war on the Black Legion!

Declare war on the Ork!

Declare war on the Terran!

War on the undead of space! War on the Chaos Gods!!

Raising the Kane Sword high, Blood Shark, almost insane, issued a command that sounded insane but became even more insane upon closer inspection!

All-out war? Against all other races? With just us?

Kane's followers looked at each other, wondering if Kane's power was so great that it had damaged the mind of this chosen one.

However, this is really unfair to Kane. Although he is also a madman, he is not like Khorne. Moreover, even Khorne has reason!

"You're going a bit too far."

After holding it in for several seconds, Kane couldn't help but speak to the crazed Blood Shark.

"Extreme? Bah! After I've trained you all, I'll take you out for a massive brawl!!"

Blood Shark laughed maniacally, pointing at these Kane followers.

"You lowly creatures, you inferior animals, you cowardly trash! I will not lead you to do anything good, what development, what do domination—to hell with it!"

"You ask me about the future? Kill! You ask me how to rule? Kill! What the hell are you asking me? Kill, kill, kill!!"

No one could answer, but even the most devout Kane followers were now wondering—what the hell was this lunatic?

In the distant sky, along with that pinkish-purple cloud, waves of pleasure surged forth with the swaying of hips, as hordes of Slaanesh demons rushed in.

Each banshee carried the corpse of a dark elf in her hand, toying with these abusers and draining their souls... laughing ecstatically amidst the genuine fear felt by each elf!

All of Kane's followers immediately went into battle alert, but Blood Shark stepped forward, looking at the disgusting women with a sinister grin...

"You trash, witness the unparalleled power of this Heavenly King! Understand what kind of power you are about to gain, and how to kill those who bother us!!"

Kane roared and once again enveloped Blood Shark with the phantom of his power.

He raised the sword of Kane high and charged towards the Slaanesh demons without hesitation...

"Come on, you filthy bitches! Die under the astonishing power of the Blood Shark King!!"

"Seven hundred and fifty thousand bolts of power - Thunderous Severance!!"

61. The arrogant Ahriman, the artsy Kayan

Comoros is burning fiercely

Kayan watched as the dark city gradually crumbled, the light emanating from the dying star in the sky no longer able to conceal the patch of color that stretched across the heavens.

Crimson and pinkish-purple, two malevolent forces from the warp are permanently altering and eroding the skies of Comoros.

Comoros is very large, extremely vast.

Even now, as the flames of war rage on, the unbridled forces continue to destabilize this dark city...

However, the area they actually destroyed probably only accounts for one percent of Comoros' territory.

But that's never how it's done, especially when it comes to warp power.

If the destruction in the Comoros was only one percent... then the degree of erosion here has probably risen to thirty-three percent.

This is a rough estimate by Kayan, but he expects the number to be even more exaggerated!

Because he didn't take into account the Seed of Destruction, nor did he consider the Greater Demons that Slaanesh might send...

This doesn't even include Slaanesh himself, who is very likely to personally come and enjoy a buffet!

The demon princes and great demons at the very top are practically incarnations of evil gods.

Descending upon Comoros, they will bring terrifying winds of chaos to the mortal realm… making themselves the twisted singularity linking the warp and the physical universe, further reinforcing the erosion of the warp.

Solving this problem is quite simple—just take them out.

However, the power of the Chaos Demons will always grow stronger as the degree of warp erosion in their region increases, and they may even gain power that is close to immortality...

So even the experts the human empire used to fight demons...

Most of the time, the Grey Knights could only try to "exile" rather than "kill".

It's not just because killing them is pointless and a waste of energy; it's also because when they're needed on the battlefield... the great demons that descend are beyond the power of mortals to easily eliminate...

Is there anyone here who can kill the Seed of Destruction, or banish it?

Kayan pondered. In the past, he would have given a very negative answer—Comoros didn't actually have any absolute strongmen, except for Delazar, whose background he knew well… Most people in this dark city couldn't last three moves against Kayan.

but……

A rotating magnetic field? What kind of force is that, that can grant life in the mortal world the power to manipulate the rules of the universe without relying on the subspace at all?

Kayan's vast knowledge also prevented him from giving a definite answer—humans are a race capable of creating miracles, but without relying on the warp, humanity's talent lies in creating tools to change nature, rather than changing nature itself.

If someone can use their own strength and will to change the nature of things, even if they have a human appearance—can they still be called a human?

Kayan completed his thought process in a very short time.

He escaped the heart of the Comoros' destruction by following Ahriman, and now they are heading towards their designated retreat point!

They had to leave Comoros before the Kane Gate was fully opened.

The Gate of Kane is currently in a half-open state, but even so, the arrival of the Chaos Demons can begin to gradually detach from the sacrifices and hosts of the physical universe and directly create physical forms using warp energy.

Once the Gate of Kane is fully opened, the entire demon army will likely spawn immediately!

In that situation, it would be nearly impossible to leave via the Web Path unless the Gate of Kane was closed.

Even if Kayan and Ahriman were on the side of Chaos, they wouldn't dare to drift under the influence of such a violent warp.

The disorder and temporal dislocation of the subspace will give them a taste of what bad luck is like; they might even be thrown directly into the Terra Palace!

Thinking of this, Kayan's gaze towards Ahriman deepened...

"So this is your goal: to bring down Comoros and then find an opportunity to sneak into the Black Library you've always dreamed of?"

In Kayan's view, this was yet another of Ahriman's overconfident plans that led to an out-of-control outcome.

In this respect, Ahriman truly deserves to be Magnus's company commander.

Kayan thought ironically—they all had the same personality, the same fate.

They were all self-righteous, arrogant, and believed that their wisdom could solve the problem.

And yet, they were all foolish enough to ignore others' opinions and act arbitrarily when faced with a problem, which eventually made things spiral out of control, and they were punished by their own fathers.

Magnus was like that; a single psionic phone call caused harm far worse than the Horus Rebellion, completely burying the hope and future of the human empire, and ultimately leading to such a tragic end for himself.

Ahriman was the same, arrogantly believing that his wisdom could save his brother from becoming a Chaos Egg...

Ignoring all warnings, he unleashed a red-letter spell that he himself didn't understand, ultimately turning all the Legion's warriors to ashes.

In Kayan's opinion, Ahriman had messed up again! He hated Comoros, but he didn't think handing the place over to the devil was a good thing!

The Black Legion did indeed pledge allegiance to Chaos, but that doesn't mean they truly intend to burn the galaxy alongside Chaos.

In fact, guys like Cayenne and Abaddon always try to exploit chaos, not be controlled by it. What they want to do is not destroy humanity, but put humanity under their rule.

Once Comoros is breached, the Eldar will indeed have virtually no hope of recovery... But for Chaos, who has mastered and obtained the Web of Chaos, does the existence of the Black Legion still hold any meaning?

The Black Legion's size and power are due to the support of the Four Gods...

Because they needed Abaddon to unite the forces of Chaos Astartes to launch a counterattack against the Empire.

However, if the web is controlled by Chaos, then the Four Gods would probably be more inclined to support the legion forces they directly control.

As for Ahriman—he's caused such a huge mess, if the Eldar really falls apart because of this…

He's likely to be added to the number one kill list by both the Clown Troupe and the Ark Elf Clan.

They're all cut from the same cloth, arrogant, self-righteous bastards!

"Stop talking nonsense, Kayan!"

Arimanti discarded the clown he had turned into an idiot by searching its brain with his psychic powers, and said coldly to Kayan…

"I am still acting to achieve my goals, but you have become nothing more than a pathetic empty shell!"

"Do you really think Abaddon will succeed? Even if he destroys the Blackrock and spreads the warp, he still can't reach Terra! What could Abaddon possibly do that Horus couldn't? And you, Kayan, you've simply given up thinking!"

"Your fragile mind, as fragile as a mortal's, has become utterly vulnerable after losing your alien girlfriend! You see Abaddon as your emotional crutch, but to him, you are nothing more than a pathetic tool!"

Kayan clenched his fists, but was powerless to let them open. Not because he couldn't resist Ahriman, but because he couldn't refute him.

Yes, to Abaddon, Kayan was someone who no longer had much use to him.

His very existence has even affected Abaddon's control over the Black Legion.

As for Kayan himself? If he hadn't given up thinking, if he hadn't known that if he continued to live, he would only be a pathetic thing, how could he have made the foolish decision to go and surrender to Terra?

After thoroughly criticizing this brainless artsy youth, Ahriman felt much better. But just then, he suddenly stopped and looked sharply ahead...

The changing face beneath Ahriman's helmet emitted light, and then a vortex of psionic energy manifested a person in the void.

"Not bad, I'm getting more and more interested in psionic energy."

A playful yet slightly surprised voice appeared before Aliman and Kayan, and there stood Bai Qianshuang, holding the golden scepter!

"You have no talent for psionic abilities, and your soul has no brilliance in the warp; it's like a black hole."

Ahriman spoke softly, but he gripped the hand holding the Ahriman Scepter tightly...

That's certainly true, as they lack the talent for psionic abilities.

This strange kid's soul was like an untouchable being, seemingly nonexistent, but it lacked the power to suppress psychic energy and instill intense discomfort.

However, it was extremely difficult for psionic energy to damage his soul... Ahriman immediately abandoned the idea of ​​directly burning the other party's soul dry.

"Really? Then it doesn't matter."

Bai Qianshuang shrugged. He was indeed interested in this so-called omnipotent psychic power, but it didn't really matter if he didn't...