Warhammer: In the Name of Nirvana

#807 - wilt

Frankly, Morgan admits there was an element of gambling in what she did.

Well, a big part of it.

Of course, this cannot be said to be a complete gamble. Ordinary gamblers can only survive by relying on the dealer's face, but the Spider Queen still has a few cards up her sleeve: this is more like a venture capital investment with great potential returns, a zero-sum game between the Primarch and Slaanesh.

Judging from objective conditions alone, both sides are actually in a relatively unfavorable position.

For the Dark Prince, no matter how arrogant he was about his own power, Slaanesh never believed that he could hold his beloved little spider in his hand at this time: no matter how much the Dark Prince desired it in his heart.

Not to mention that once Slaanesh shows his intention to escape before the great rebellion, his dear brothers and sisters will definitely stab him in the back and spare no effort to ruin Morgan's plan to ascend to demon status, even if it is beneficial to the Empire.

After all, agreeing to work together to deal with the Emperor is one thing, but how to divide the Primarchs is another: for the powerful in the Warp, cooperation and struggle can coexist, and it is impossible to divide them so clearly.

Especially someone like Morgan who has some connection with the four evil gods.

The Dark Prince's love for the Spider Queen is self-evident. Both the Lord of Mankind and the Great Demons under the Four Gods know that the Queen of Avalon is the reward chosen by Slaanesh for his investment plan.

The Lord of Change never minded taking the greatest psychic master among the Primarchs into his possession: He lost Magnus on Nikaea, and although Tzeentch had his reasons for this, the Master of the Crystal Maze did lack a scroll-maiden worthy of Him.

The benevolent father admires the flourishing soil of the Far Eastern Frontier: if the gift of Nurgle can take root in this land, then a garden more prosperous than the residence of Nurgle himself will rise in the real universe, and the entire galaxy will become Nurgle's great urn.

As for the Blood God, He may have the worst impression of the Spider Queen, but He is willing to acknowledge the blood and war that Morgan has brought Him on the frontiers of the galaxy: Khorne never asks where the blood comes from, He craves great generals like a warrior craves invincibility.

It is true that Morgan is not the number one target of any evil god except Slaanesh, but the choice of Chaos Powers is not based solely on preference. Gods with great power and many subjects can still bring more benefits to their gods: the value of Sanguinius, Guilliman, Lorgar and Morgan lies in this.

Although few gods would list these players as their top targets, they would never mind giving it a try as long as there was a possibility of success: even if they themselves could not get it, it could be considered a noble pleasure to make other brothers who were determined to win stumble.

And this is what Slaanesh fears.

The example of Angron was still fresh in his mind, and the Dark Prince had never forgotten the eye that the Lord of Change had planted next to Morgan.

Even if others did not intervene, it would not be easy to obtain Morgan: the Primarch's ascension to the Devil was definitely a sensational news even for the entire Warp. It was not something that could be accomplished overnight. It required a long period of preliminary preparation and...

a month of Sundays.

Even if the Lord of Avalon wanted to raise a demon in desperation, it would most likely be impossible, after all, he was facing the Emperor: once the golden flaming giant sword was swung down, Morgan's performance would not be much better than Emperor Randan, and Slaanesh would suffer such a loss that he would have no place to cry.

It is true that the Emperor's personal killing of a Primarch would cause an unimaginable psychological blow to the entire human empire, making the four gods' grand plan to besiege the Emperor more smooth: but what does that have to do with the Dark Prince? Is he a fool who can be so generous?

Therefore, even though his heart was filled with desire, even though his beloved treasure was just around the corner, the Dark Prince had to stop and hand Morgan back to the Emperor in one piece: He still needed to be patient for the last bit of time.

In the extreme desire, this final sprint will be particularly torturous.

Cunzhi: That’s really great.

The joy of a god slowly drifted away in the dark space, reflecting the light on the shimmering snake scales and being frozen on the frost-like face of the Primarch: while the Dark Prince was happy about the meeting, his cute little spider was not so relaxed.

No matter how embarrassing Slaanesh's situation was at the moment, Morgan's conditions were much worse for the Primarch.

In short, she was facing the essence of Chaos power on the home turf of an unholy God, on the away field: not even the Emperor himself could guarantee a safe escape from such a demanding challenge, after all, the power of Slaanesh was obvious to all.

The Dark Prince may not be the most powerful of the four Chaos Gods, but he is definitely the one with the most potential: Slaanesh's power will eventually surpass the other three brothers one day in the future. This seems to have become an unspoken fact in the Warp.

The premise is that no more hellish Chaos God will return to his throne.

Of course, this kind of thing...

＋What do you think? ＋

The only thing surging in the endless darkness seemed to be the endless body of Prince of Pleasure. However, with the Spider Queen's keen senses, she could sense something more complicated: something that even the evil god could not fully grasp.

Apart from Slaanesh, in addition to the rustling sound of snake scales pressing against each other, and the splashing sound of the Dark Prince's erratic body like a pool of water, there is a more complex sound, a sound that transcends instinctive senses and natural creations, and in the Primarch's cognition, it is more like the sound that can be made by man-made objects.

Is that... a chain?

The Primarch was silent for a moment, and she looked more seriously towards the source of the sound. This was certainly a bold decision, and Morgan was ready for a second ecstasy: she would not tell anyone that she was not so resistant to this obviously harmful feeling.

At this point…

Well, she really is more like a mortal.

But unexpectedly, Slaanesh's power in this direction was so weak that the Primarch's detection easily reached over. She bypassed the Dark Prince's snake body and shuttled back and forth in the crowded gap, looking for the sound she had heard before.

That’s right: chains.

Invisible chains were tied to the end of Slaanesh's snake body: the Primarch was not sure whether this was intentional by the Chaos God, or whether the power of a higher dimension was limiting his performance? Judging from the performance of Slaanesh himself, these chains should do more harm than good to the Dark Prince.

＋Don't be distracted, little one.＋

As the Queen of Avalon was immersed in her new discovery, she was unaware of the Dark Prince's gaze: Slaanesh discovered where His treasure was peeking, but He was not angry about it. On the contrary, when Morgan looked at Him with suspicion, the Dark Prince smiled calmly.

At least to Morgan's senses, she was told it was a smile.

＋I like curiosity. ＋

+ If you need it, I don't mind taking this wonderful authority from my oldest brothers: they are all old things that will be swept into the garbage heap, and their kingdom and power will be mine sooner or later, to make way for the truly great era. +

The god licked his lips, and the blood and growing flesh sizzled. He seemed to be a little afraid of the fire in Morgan's palm, but he didn't seem to be afraid. He moved, and his body danced in front of the original body. In the previous moment, he was indescribably graceful, and in the next moment, he was horrible beyond the limits of imagination.

The ultimate enjoyment and the throbbing of emptiness were like two crossed sickles, constantly reaping the Primarch's remaining blood and beating Morgan's last rational nerves: but the god soon got tired of it, broke away from the fire that symbolized fun in His eyes, and once again merged into the endless darkness and emptiness.

She lay down, her shapeless body and shimmering snake tail disappearing from Morgan's sight at the same time, leaving only a face as perfect as Venus: even Fulgrim's wildest fantasies, even Sanguinius's most perfect posture, even Jonson's most fond memories, are far from comparable to the beauty that the Spider Queen now faces.

No, her brothers were nothing compared to the Prince of Darkness.

At this moment, even Morgan's heart could not help but waver: had she already fallen long ago? Had she already fallen for Slaanesh's charm? Was she just still stubbornly deceiving herself?

…

No: That is not the case.

She remained awake. Morgan put her hands behind her back and rubbed the index finger of her right hand like sharpening a blade. When the nail was sharp enough, she puffed up the fingertip and pierced the other wrist mercilessly: pain was her greatest gift, and pain was the most powerful proof that she could stay awake.

But the Primarch asked himself: Slaanesh's failure was actually due to another reason.

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A: A small misunderstanding.

Even if Morgan really felt a little bit of physical excitement under the Dark Prince's overwhelming charm offensive, and wanted to embrace his primitive instincts like a wild beast: but as long as the Spider Queen raised her head next and saw the face that was exactly the same as the Emperor, no, it was even more like the Lord of Mankind than the Lord of Mankind, no matter how many erotic fantasies Morgan had in his heart, they would come to an abrupt end.

It's like real peach blossoms encountering a sudden late spring cold snap.

In short: scared.

Emperor or something...

vomit……

A physiological nausea began to surge in the Spider Queen's chest, and even her face twisted: the Dark Prince obviously noticed this, and His face immediately disappeared from the Primarch's perception.

And when He appears again.

[Do you think I will feel more favorable towards my own face? ]

Morgan smiled, her eyes fixed on her own face which had been magnified countless times: the silver-white hair and pretty face were exactly the same, the only difference was that the six pupils with purple light were arranged in vertical strips neatly under the eyebrows, which made people feel uncomfortable.

+You like it. +

Slaanesh was just laughing, but his voice made Morgan unable to refute, and the Primarch found himself crossing his legs and sitting on the ground: this position allowed her to be closer to the golden flame in her palm, which was the only thing that could give her a sense of security at this moment.

【Whatever you say.】

The Primarch took a deep breath. Her spiritual world was still in turmoil. She needed to delay time as much as possible to prepare for another possible attack from the gods.

【What do you want to talk about? 】

She asked, the golden flame in her palm was as strong as a torch. But even so, it could only illuminate the tip of the nose and six eyes full of ominousness.

＋Like I said: we can discuss your freedom.＋

【free?】

Morgan smiled.

How can you discuss something with me that you don't even own?

While saying this, the Spider Queen quietly clenched her fists: she was ready for another impact.

But unexpectedly, the Dark Prince's reaction was even more indifferent than expected.

＋Yes or no, it makes no difference to me. ＋

Six eyes blinked in turn.

＋Even if I only obtained something 30,000 years later, it does not prevent me from using it 30,000 years ago: the same is true for you. As long as we can work together to obtain something, you can also be free and liberated at the beginning. ＋

+You now make choices and fight for your past self. +

[I never felt that you or he would give me any power of choice.]

＋They do. ＋

＋But I'm different. ＋

Slaanesh laughs, His voice hovering between the dimensions of life and death.

【……】

【What do you mean? 】

＋It's nothing complicated, baby.＋

＋Be quiet. ＋

＋Now, listen to me. ＋

+ I will tell you the secrets that your gene father will never tell you. +

+ I will tell you the greatest sincerity you can ever feel: and also the greatest secret in the universe. +