Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

In the dark universe, there are always countless intelligent races fighting against each other for resources and territory.

They are either a magnificent civilization with a long heritage, or a fighting race with extremely strong individual strength, or they have applied the laws of physics to the extreme, or the entire race has willingly become the followers of the evil god.

And in this universe of eternal battle, a young, powerful, and ambitious civilization is using the fire of gold to sweep everything they come into contact with.

As early as when this civilization tried to use sticks and stones to create light and heat, the Eldar had already fallen from a huge empire that ruled the stars to their current state. However, tens of thousands of years have passed, and their contempt for other races has Still no change.

The entire Eldar clan has a sense of superiority, and they often try to secretly manipulate events to profit, in order to appear smart and elegant.Objectively speaking, they do possess very advanced science and technology and highly developed psychic abilities, but thousands of years of wars and disasters—especially a devastating, painful, completely avoidable disaster—have greatly reduced their population.

That was the birth of the god Slaanesh.

He was conceived in the depravity and indulgence of countless spirit races. Just a melodious groan from the Hongmeng suddenly destroyed the souls and bodies of most of the spirit races, making this country that originally spanned several galaxies and claimed to have tens of millions of stars. The empire was completely shattered.

Now, the survivors of the Eldar are divided into two factions.

One faction continued the indulgence and depravity of the Eldar Empire. About 6000 million years ago, they entered the Webway - a dimensional labyrinth established by the oldest person in the universe, the "Old Sage" - and established their base in Como. Luo, they readily accepted the derogatory name given to them by their former compatriots: Dark Eldar.

The other sect lived a life of asceticism, lest their souls be devoured by the evil god Slaanesh due to emotional fluctuations.

But this does not mean that they are united internally. Most of the Eldar live on artificial arks that are larger than planets.But there is also a small number of Eldar who have completely given up their reliance on technology and witchcraft, choosing to return to the wilderness "completely" with spears and bows, as well as firearms that can shoot through heavy armor plates.

Like their ancestors, these Eldar are still arrogant, but in the face of more and more frequent warp storms in the universe today, they have to start trying to contact other civilizations.

The emerging human empire is their first choice.

In Year No. 20 of the third millennium, that is, M020.3K, an Eldar Ark, surrounded by thousands of imperial ships, slowly docked 200 million kilometers away from the Holy Star Sector (the original solar system). superior.

Ephrene was distressed.

She is the Harbinger of Death, the herald of the newly awakened Eldar god Aenead.

Although she does not have the almost ridiculous psychic abilities of other Ark Eldar or the cunning scheming of the Dark Eldar, Death has given Efreni the power to transcend death. She is skilled in martial arts, nearly immortal, and can summon the incarnation of Death. One of the most powerful Eldar individuals.

Aeneid, the god of death, resurrected Efreni, who had died in the Coliseum of Commorragh, and ordered her to collect the five old woman's swords to restore all his power, destroy the evil god Slaanesh in one fell swoop, and end the The Eldar’s nightmare for thousands of years.

This didn't sound like a difficult task, just finding five missing swords in the vast universe, until Efreyne learned that one of the Crone's Swords was on Slaanesh's bedside table.

At that moment, the Death Herald wanted to crush the Death to death.

Fortunately, the path of the Eldar race is inexhaustible, according to the prophecy received by the great prophet of the Eldar race - Eldarad: the fate of the Eldar race will be closely connected with the human empire. In order for the Eldar race to survive, Efreni must cooperate with the empire. Form an alliance, and it is a true, unscrupulous, and shared weal and woe alliance.

As the Ark came to a standstill amid an imperceptible tremor, Efreni covered the lower half of her face with the thorn-blade dancing fan in her hand, hiding her look of disgust.

The thought of being in the same room with monkeys like humans, who have not yet fully evolved, makes the Death Herald feel unbearably queasy and nauseated.

In her opinion, human beings with thousands of years of history are just a group of uncivilized "Mengkai" - a kind of primate that likes to kill each other. It has not been long since they stopped eating hair and drinking blood. A disgusting and despicable species.

But thinking of the prophecy of the great prophet Adarad, Efreni had to suppress her inner discomfort, her pretty face tightened, and let her strong-brained cat (a creature with amplified psychic effects, whose appearance looked like a A big blue cat with long fur and tiger stripes and pointed ears) rubbed between her calves and stepped onto the Ark's teleportation array.

Calm down, Ephrene.She said to herself in her mind.

No matter how rude things those Meng Kai did, they couldn't behave rudely because of it.This is related to the future of all Eldar, and is the only way to kill the evil god Slaanesh!The big deal... Just pretend that you are still on the territory of the Dark Eldar...

Just as the Death God Herald was cheering himself up in his heart, a burst of transparent distortion ripples appeared in the space in front of him due to the activation of the teleportation array. It seemed that he had just blinked his eyes quickly and arrived at a hall that was very different from the Eldar Ark. middle.

Compared with the lifeless appearance in the Ark World, this hall with a dome that is [-] meters high has countless gorgeous patterns intertwined with purple and bright silver. The hemispherical ceiling is painted with a huge oil painting full of vitality and creativity. Marble torches burning with pale flames were scattered on the pillars entwined with purple irises and thorn roses. In the niches sunk into the wall stood a bowed warrior-level Titan.

And at the top of the hall, at the end of the gorgeous gilt carpet, at the top of the eight steps, a beautiful woman with white hair flying like clouds is sitting on a high-backed throne made of mithril, using her cat eyes to The stone-green eyes looked at Efreni from top to bottom.

The Herald of Death has never seen such a majestic and beautiful person. She is only wearing a simple purple uniform, but it seems that the meaning of "war" has been melted into her spiritual armor. The ghosts of the dead marked by omens are in her. There was a whimpering in the stretched hair.

The person at the top just tapped the handrail made of countless alien skulls with his fingertips, and the 33-meter-tall majestic body gave Efreni an extremely heavy mental pressure.

Is this...human?

At this moment, Efreni even felt that the other person was more like the Herald of Death than herself, and her previous pride and arrogance seemed so ridiculous and powerless at this moment.

It's time to face reality.

Under the gaze of hundreds of Space Marines wearing purple armor on both sides of the long carpet, Efreni couldn't help holding her breath, and even her strong-brained cat drooped its pointed ears.

She stepped onto the long carpet in the most gentle and courteous manner, knelt on one knee at the bottom of the eight steps, held her chest and bowed, saying: "Messenger of the Eldar, Efreni, please see the Grand Duke of the Empire."

What will the other party ask themselves?Will she take this opportunity to destroy her own ark?Should I leave this ship now and take everyone away from the Empire's territory, as far away as possible?

Just when Everene was looking down at the gilded carpet and thinking wildly, Dagong spoke up. She said gently: "Your pet's fur is so beautiful. What kind of food do you usually feed?"

Efreni looked up in shock. She had prepared tens of thousands of answers to human questions before boarding the ship, but when faced with this completely unexpected question, she subconsciously blurted out:

"what?"