Warhammer: I don't want to be a stinky can! ! !

Chapter 689 137. Death is Coming
"second round."

The Lord of Mankind said, he stood up, put one leg on the wooden table, and with some effort pulled out the pitch-black spear that pierced the table, then aimed at the pink-purple flesh mass in the center of the wooden table, and the bright yellow liquid seemed like it would gush out at the next moment.

“This is really exciting.”

Neos raised his eyebrows somewhat exaggeratedly and aimed his dark spear at the yellow blister in the center of the pink-purple flesh.

"I sent Hades."

He said, Stab hard!
……

"Are you in pain?"

He asked,
“But I feel happy.”

Slaanesh screamed, causing the darkness that was slowly approaching him to tremble. Hades gathered the darkness and made it into his strongest armor.

More flesh and blood was torn off from the filthy ground by Slaanesh, and the god gained more freedom. He covered the wound on his abdomen in pain and tried to retreat backwards. He waved his six arms, and six huge flesh dragons rose from the ground and pounced towards Hades!

Hades' all-black pupils remained unblinking as he stared intently at Slaanesh trapped in the flesh nest. Highly concentrated psychic energy poured down from the sky, enriching Slaanesh - or the god of death in his belly.

At the same time, the six dragons surrounded them and bared their fangs!
Space divider.

Pluto's mind moved, and a two-dimensional plane like noise flashed on the neck of the ferocious flesh dragon. Then, the law of gravity that he had fought for faithfully carried out his order and pulled down the demon's proud head.

Six sections of flesh and blood appeared at the same time, blood gushed out, their bodies collapsed and were disintegrated by gravity.

Use rules to erase God.

"I won't let you escape this time... If you really want to seek excitement, then come."

Hades smiled strangely, and darkness seeped into him from under his boots upwards. He immersed himself in the darkness, becoming his most essential appearance.

Slaanesh screamed in pain and fear, because the anchor point of the god of death made it impossible for him to escape invisibly. In his bright purple eyes, he saw Hades transformed into the form he was most familiar with -

The darkness in the air seemed to turn into liquid, dripping straight down, clinging to the ground, and in an instant, drawing a ritualistic circle around the flesh nest.

Then, the existence that seemed like a purely two-dimensional line began to upgrade in dimension, one nanometer, one millimeter, darkness rose from the ground, and a giant beast was slowly closing its huge mouth from underground.

+Nooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!+
The god who was trapped in his own cocoon struggled. He felt the erosion of the laws of physics. His arms became heavy, and his bones pierced through his flesh and fell to the ground. The creations of the subspace did not originally obey the laws of the physical world. They were creations from the depths of the mind.

Blood and flesh were splashed along with water droplets, and the Eldar lurking in Comoros fell into a frenzy. The flying ships rose up, the turrets rotated, aiming at the slowly closing black membrane, and explosions sounded one after another.

+Return it to you! Return it to you all——Come out!!! Come out!!! +
Slaanesh thrust his claws into his mouth, ripped open the corners of his mouth, and began to vomit, his half-formed, soft, rotten spirit spilling onto the ground.

He is now unable to mobilize his psychic energy, and how can he, a pure psychic body, fight against Hades? !

Deeper in Comoros, long-dead corpses stumbled to their feet and began desperately manipulating technology they had long forgotten. Technology that had been dormant for thousands of years was revived one by one - some of which were special attacks on star gods used in the War in Heaven.

But these Eldar, who have been self-exiled and corrupted for thousands of years, do not know their true role and how to activate them completely. At the call of Slaanesh, they drool and aim at foreign enemies.

Beneath the sprawling city of Comoros, rolling mountains emerged from the ground - spiritual bones and unspeakable graceful creations slowly rose up.

Smaller devices, but more dangerous to certain creatures, were picked up by these bodies soaked in lustful fluids, and slowly moved forward from Slaanesh's call.

"Alarm! Alarm!"

Electronic sounds rang out, the bells rang,

"Protect our Pluto!!!"

The engines roared desperately, and flames poured down from the mobile fire support platforms. The warships that had issued the extermination orders dived into the ground with the last dirty bombs in their arms, exploding into fireworks!

For a moment! With Slaanesh and the Black Domain struggling in the center as the dividing line, countless strange lights lit up in the huge city of Comoros, and even the stars captured and restrained in the sky by Comoros began to shake.

The half-resurrected Eldar army stumbled across the streets and wasteland, holding sharp weapons.

"First Vanguard, charge - away from the Mechanicus forces."

Karas said that the first group of troops, which was a mixture of Space Marines, Soulless, and Hades, was beyond his control.

The red-robed men also rushed in with war cries.

"Only once in a lifetime!!!"

The battle sage Zhan shouted on the mecha, his voice breaking as he screamed.

"It's time for us to try out our technology!!! Ohm Messiah has opened up all permissions!!! Praise Ohm Messiah!!!"

The moment the missile took off and exploded upon landing, all the Eldar around it turned into a pool of pus, and even the buildings became visibly soft.

Some sages took out plasma creations and fired them at the Eternal Sun in the sky. The star polluted by psychic energy instantly began to collapse, gravity reversed, and the Crusaders and the Eldar floated into the air and fell into the collapsing sun.

When attacked, the Eldar army began to fight back. The ground disappeared in an instant, and people fell into an endless abyss, or suddenly became motionless like wax figures, completely losing their lives.

Even ancient time creations were discovered, and the foolish and itchy half-lives pressed the switch - the light flickered for a moment, but then went out again.

The elves had no idea what had happened and thought the device was broken, so they dropped it and went looking for something else.

……

"Fate is above,"

Orikan, with the river of light flowing all over his body, said, and once again stopped the time jump.
"The Eldar still have these technologies?"

“But they have forgotten how to use it.”

Trazyn said, ready to hang from Orrickan's waist.

“It’s so sad.”

"..."

Orikan whispered,

"Tarasim, we have 1 minute and 06 seconds."

【enough. 】

Leman Russ poked his head out in a muffled voice.

【Magnus was only thirteen milliseconds back then.】

……

[You can't escape this time. ]

Conrad stood at the bottom of the spiral staircase. He looked up and saw Leon sitting on the steps with his hair neatly bearded.

[I don’t plan to run.] The lion king said, his eyes deep.

What do you want, Conrad?

[You are talking nonsense...Tuqiucha engine. ]

Koz chuckled, and Leon looked into the distance indifferently, looking at Comoros where demons were dancing in chaos.

He suddenly felt amused. The game was already decided, but they were still playing a meaningless game of cat and mouse. Conrad must be in pain too.

[That's what Malcador wants, what you want...isn't it liberation and freedom, Bat?]

The lion king slowly stood up, and in front of Koz's trembling pupils, without a single hesitation, he strategically retreated towards the top of the tower! In an instant, he reached his fastest speed!!!
In anger at being played, the Lord of the Night muttered a curse word in his throat and immediately went after Leon!

……

The frenzied Mechanicus troops held back most of the frenzied Eldar army, but some of the closer Eldar still managed to drag their way to the center of Comoros.

Those oil guys at least knew to trap the enemy on the outer battlefield... and not hinder the Titans' march on the front battlefield.

When the Lord of Dark Clouds thought of this, his pupils dilated and wisps of mist surged up, instantly corroding the resurrected elves into a pile of bones.

Next to the cage formed by the black domain, darkness also attacked the staggering Eldar drug addicts. However, within the Eldar army that was like millions of ants, several cubes similar to the Necrons' super-powered maze were flashing.

Pluto, who was wrestling with the warp, seemed to have noticed them. The ground fire gushed out, throwing the enemy into the sky, but two cages were still activated in advance, with metal claws opened, flashing strange light -

The darkness roared, and the reinforcements that Slaanesh had temporarily found were swallowed up. The cage opened and was once again forcibly destroyed by the Star God. The black prison that was slowly rising stopped for a moment.

Inside the cage, Slaanesh, knowing that he had reached the end, began to wail with a high-pitched and sharp voice. He saw clearly that Hades wanted to completely sever his connection with the Warp - to prevent him from leaping into the moment of resurrection, and also to prevent the birth of the god of death.

As if knowing Pluto's plan, the Warp began to surge, pouring psychic energy into Slaanesh more and more violently, and His belly became more and more swollen - ready to give birth.

+No, No!!!+
The Dark Prince screamed in pain. He could barely protect himself, not to mention the slowly falling gate knife.

The death in his belly suddenly moved.

? !
Slaanesh suddenly realized something, and he looked around angrily and annoyed, trying to find the damn guy - and sure enough, he saw the bastard.

thief.

The velvet robe fluttered in the wind,

In the strong wind, the Emperor stood on the top of the towering tower. He calmly drew out the Crone's swords one by one. Including the one in Slaanesh's body, there was just one missing, and this was exactly what he had planned.

The god of death cannot be fully born - there is only one god.

With slightly curved blades, delicate runes, and bone carvings, there are only five swords of these five different shapes in the world.

The Emperor let go, and the Crone Swords that the Eldar cherished were thrown down by Him like scrap metal, but on the way down they turned directly into light and instantly pierced into the Warp above Slaanesh!

+hiss——Ah ...
The hand that was scratching the inside of His abdomen finally broke out of His body!!!

Amidst the dripping blood and translucent liquid, the hand struggled outward, tearing apart the mother body, tearing apart its own twin brother, rejoicing in its own revival and birth.

Bright yellow lightning burst out among the stormy cumulus clouds in the Warp, cheering for the upcoming arrival of another god. The vast ocean churned violently, but the gods simply closed their eyes and avoided it, except for the Lord of Change. They became weak and could hardly forcibly bring down their power at such a moment of destiny.

A flickering shadow appeared on the next chair, with withered hands and claws, an unsteady body, and no color yet.

He can be anything.

The Emperor laughed loudly, looking with interest at the demigod born from a decadent race.

The God of Death - the Eldar God of Death was right there. The immense pain caused Slaanesh to struggle madly. Halfway through his life, the nest of flesh that bound him finally let him go completely. He instinctively struggled to climb forward, and a placenta-like piece of flesh was dragged out from the rotten hole in his abdomen.

+hiss hiss death!!!!!+
The god of death screamed and cackled wildly, screaming for his own awakening, and his two powerful claws tore himself out of Slaanesh's body. Now their lower bodies were connected, and Slaanesh's snake tail had already become bloated.

They began to fade away - gods descended, the Warp loosened its anchor on them, and when only one of them remained, the remaining one was able to leave the Commorran nest that raised them.

Another sharp claw pierced Slaanesh's abdomen. He had a face similar to Slaanesh, and a long tongue inlaid with rough spiritual bones came out of his mouth. He relied on his ecstasy to suppress the struggling Slaanesh, and his claws clasped Slaanesh's claws, firmly anchoring him to the ground.

Slaanesh began to struggle desperately, their lower bodies rolling like the Eldar in mating, but they were not praying for penetration, but were completely torn apart, with blood and love juices splashing out at the same time!
…Authority overlaps.

Mortarion felt dizzy, and saw the Eldar in the streets all collapsed silently to the ground, and the newly revived Death took them away in ecstasy -

Slaanesh is not the real destruction of the Eldar, but the Death who avenges them is!
The Primarch felt his power begin to become chaotic. The Warp sometimes drained the power from his body, and sometimes infused him with authority. He fell back and forth between the heaven and hell of weakness and power.

It's up to you...Hades...

Mortarion panted and gave the order to retreat, but he did not leave. The Primarch waited for his opportunity to take action, while keeping an eye on Malcador - Mortarion felt other weak psychic energies coming from elsewhere.

He looked at the black cell that suddenly stopped rising... He gave a helpless bitter smile. Was it because of its large size? Pluto became sluggish instead.

At the moment when the Primarch was thinking, the empty black area suddenly gathered and shrank, reshaping the existence that was familiar yet unfamiliar to him.

Mortarion breathed a sigh of relief quietly.

"You don't want to drink the wine you're being treated to? You don't want the respect you're given, Slaanesh, huh? Speak!"

Hades tilted his head in confusion, as if wondering why Slaanesh was unwilling to let him be devoured - it was clear that he had sacrificed himself voluntarily the previous two times.

Slaanesh, who was entangled by the god of death, could not answer Hades' confusion. His natural enemy was gnawing at him. He screamed in fear, but it only made his twin brother stronger and more excited.

+LEAVE -- GET OUT OF HERE!!! +
Slaanesh held down the fangs of the God of Death as he lowered his head and bit. He hoped that the God of Death would at least realize that their biggest enemy now was not each other - but that human floating in the air!!!

But the Death God seemed to have no memory of Slaanesh. His coming brought sufficient psychic energy to Commorra. Why should he be afraid? The psychic energy in Commorra was now enough to fight against that dark entity.

+Hehehe——die! +
The Death God repeated this Eldar word. He was the most special and favored one. He was born from the death of a god. Another arm was torn out by Him. The four-armed Death God stabbed into Slaanesh's belly, which was bleeding and amniotic fluid and was beginning to become empty and withered.

+No! Don't--wake up--! +
"All right,"

Hades said, with a look of contempt, he stood in the void, looking down at the crazy farce of mating on the ground,

Hades raised one hand and pointed high at the gap in the Webway torn by Slaanesh, and the fluctuations of gravity danced on his fingertips.

"It just makes it harder to clean up afterwards."

"Land."

He said, his white hair fluttering, and his raised hand suddenly dropped down -

——Seven black stars landed on Comoros along with His words.

The 306th Unit, the first batch of Black Stars to support Pluto, arrived at the battlefield.

(End of this chapter)