Warhammer: From the Devouring C'tan Fragments

When Slaanesh noticed the changes in the Pacific Sector, his cold and ruthless eyes only casually glanced at the changes taking place there. Then he did not hesitate to stop paying attention and continued to devote himself to the crazy plundering of the souls of the Eldar.

Facing the huge commotion created by the art students, Slaanesh acted unusually cold and indifferent. In his eyes, these were just trivial matters.

In contrast, stopping the Death Army's conspiracy was the most urgent and important task at the moment. Because once the Aeldari Death Army's conspiracy was realized, he himself would be in extreme danger.

Although Warp evil gods like Slaanesh are destined to exist forever between the past and future in the long river of time since their birth, it is almost impossible to be completely destroyed.

But even so, if he really suffers a serious setback or injury, Slaanesh will still feel extremely uncomfortable and angry.

Slaanesh itself is a special existence. He was not born naturally like other evil gods, but was hatched by some unknown power of the Eldar.

As a result, his relationship with the Eldar is complex and difficult to explain. Although Slaanesh and his daemons have been pursuing the Eldar relentlessly, they have never intended to wipe out the race.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this strange and subtle connection that Slaanesh always maintains an ambiguous attitude, only willing to let the Eldar linger in pain and struggle, and continue to slowly devour the Eldar's painful souls, bringing himself endless pleasure.

The Death Army claimed that if they collected all five Crone Swords, they could resurrect the Death God and truly kill Slaanesh. However, what the Eldar Death Army did not know was that there was a Crone Sword in Slaanesh's Palace.

This means that the Death Army is unable to gather all five Crone Swords unless they sacrifice the souls of all the remaining Eldar and summon the Death from the corpses of the dead Eldar to defeat Slaanesh. However, the Eldar have been wiped out, and defeating Slaanesh is of no use.

"Hehehe!" A creepy laugh echoed throughout the Garden World. In this place filled with stench and disease, the evil Nurgle was concentrating on brewing a pot of pungent "soup".

Countless disgusting and short Nurglings surrounded his huge and ugly body, playing and fighting happily.

These little creatures jumped and screamed, trying their best to attract the attention of their so-called "father" - Nurgle.

Nurgle was completely focused on the crucible in front of him, oblivious to the noisy Nurglings around him. When he noticed the subtle changes in the Pacific Star Region, a contemptuous smile appeared on his hideous and twisted face.

He opened his rotting, pus-oozing lips slightly and uttered a low, hoarse voice, "I never thought a mere stowaway could possess Magradros's powerful abilities. But... what can I do about it?"

Nurgle chuckled again, and then he stretched out a big hand covered with pustules and maggots, and slowly scooped up a spoonful of thick soup that was flashing with a strange green light from the huge crucible in front of him.

As he waved his arm, the spoonful of thick liquid rose into the air like a giant green dragon and splashed violently in a specific direction.

At the same time, Nurgle muttered: "May the light of the loving father always shine on you, my dear child. No matter where you are, the loving father will care for every living life equally."

The green soup thrown by Nurgle drew a long arc in the air, like a surging torrent, rushing towards the area outside the range of the Blackstone Obelisk.

This terrifying force instantly covered countless galaxies, drowning them all in a dark green terror. Faced with such a scene, Nurgle remained calm and composed, as if all this was just a trick he had played.

For this evil god who delighted in spreading plague and corruption, such actions meant nothing. All he truly cared about was how to spread his so-called "kindness" to the wider universe, allowing more innocent mortals to feel his twisted and perverted concern.

Let these mortals be spared from painful torture and join the big family of the loving Father.

In the vast and mysterious warp, there is a huge sun as dark and deep as obsidian hanging high in the sky.

Suddenly, a deep and majestic roar was heard from within: "What kind of methods did that abominable stowaway use? He was able to successfully block several star regions within the Taiping Star Region! This is simply beyond imagination and unbelievable!"

Then, another gentle and calm voice slowly came out from the black sun:

"This is the result of the power of technology. Clearly, the stowaway has gained extraordinary power, a power very similar to that possessed by the Void Dragon imprisoned deep beneath Mars, in the Labyrinth of Eternal Night."

"How could this damn stowaway possess such terrifying abilities? Simply being able to block our notifications is already powerful enough, but now he can even unleash the power of a Void Dragon. It's truly unbelievable!"

"This is the technological power I've always dreamed of! You're just worshipped and praised by all of humanity, and you have no way of understanding what I'm pursuing."

A serious disagreement arose between the God-Emperor and the Emperor, and an extremely fierce debate ensued.

It was obvious that the God-Emperor's ideas were more radical and daring than the Emperor's. The Emperor, on the other hand, was quite peaceful and envious of the artist's ability to possess the Void Dragon.

Although the Emperor extremely detested the God-Emperor, the aggregate of consciousness worshipped by all of humanity, the God-Emperor's power was now much stronger than the Emperor himself, and the Emperor's original consciousness had been suppressed.

Many of the decisions made by the Emperor now are actually made by the God-Emperor, and the Emperor himself is unable to stop the other party's decisions.

"What should we do now? Continue to let this stowaway do this?" The Divine Emperor asked angrily.

"Isn't this a good thing? Under his leadership, humanity may once again stand at the top of the galaxy." The Emperor responded calmly.

"But the other party possesses the power of a Star God. Aren't you afraid that he wants to devour the souls of all mankind?"

"It's better to have more roads than just one dead end."