The Bizarre Adventures of the Oil Man, but Starting with Warhammer 32K

Speaking of which, the Eldar did use Black Stone, and their method of use was somewhat different from that of the Void Dragons.

The Blackstone Fortress, which later became famous, was built by Val, the Eldar god of craftsmen. It was said to be a weapon they used to fight against the Star God.

Li Ang didn't know how they used the Black Stone, the authority of the Void Dragon, to deal with those Star Gods similar to the Void Dragon. But judging from the results, the effect was indeed good.

But these are legends from the past and have nothing to do with the current battles.

Leon looked at the dagger carefully, wondering how it could help with the current situation.

The void dragon power surging within him made him vaguely feel that he could reverse the polarity of the dagger, making it a weapon that could suppress psychic energy...

"Fantasy Breaker"?

He began to wonder if he should turn the dagger over and throw it directly into the Waaagh energy core behind the orc, but suddenly, the soul stone in his other hand trembled.

Leon opened his palm and found that it was the soul stone belonging to Victor.

Even though the energy within this spirit stone had strangely not been depleted, Leon believed he had squeezed it to the point of near-death. Theoretically, it shouldn't have this kind of autonomy.

But this soul stone was vibrating strangely in a longing posture, and the spiritual energy emanating from it even vibrated the air like vocal cords, communicating with Leon in this way.

"That dagger, it's very important."

The voice within the Soul Stone communicated with Leon in this way. Even though there was no emotion in this communication, Leon could sense its urgency:

"Give it to me, and I can help you solve your current problem!"

Chapter 216: Vashtor's Transaction.

Victor?

No, it definitely couldn't be him.

A black oil man has no confidence to say such words. The person who said this must be standing behind Victor.

Li Ang picked up the Soul Stone and shook it, confirming:

"Vashtor?"

The Soul Stone paused, trying its best to maintain a sense of majesty: "It is me."

Leon realized that Victor's soul, which had signed a contract with Vashtor, should be directly connected to Vashtor. This answered his previous doubts about why the spiritual energy in this soul stone was inexhaustible.

No wonder it can’t be used up. Is this thing a water pump that is directly connected to Vashtor?

"You're quite shameless. You even come to me for this? Didn't you have enough fun on Mars? Do you want another one?"

Li Ang was talking about the Star Destroying Cannon, but Vashtor obviously thought of something else.

The sudden cessation of the Soul Stone's beating made Leon think that Vashtor was playing dead. He put away the Soul Stone in boredom, but the Soul Stone's screaming the next second startled him.

"I want more!"

Li Ang lost his grip and nearly dropped the Soul Stone on the ground: "Why are you yelling so loudly? What else do you want?"

Vashtor, twisting like a maggot, realized his own misstep. He sat up straight and reservedly put on a negotiating posture: "I still want that dagger."

Leon looked at the Black Stone Dagger and realized that it might indeed be more valuable than he saw.

He wouldn't think negotiating with a Chaos Demigod was a good idea: "I can solve this problem without you."

The power of the Void Dragon is attached to the Blackstone Dagger, which can reverse its polarity at any time.

Vashtor noticed this and quickly stopped him:

"Don't do it. It can solve the problem, and it can solve you."

"What do you mean?"

"You're a Mechanicus too. Think about it. What happens if you put an insulator into a circuit?"

Li Ang pondered: "Short circuit..."

"That's right. The orcs' Waaagh energy will accumulate and then penetrate this insulation, first causing a short circuit and then an explosion."

Vashtol warned, "The device before you is the core of the combined power of the entire Battle Moon. If it explodes, it will send everything on this planet, including you, into the sky."

"I guess you didn't remind me of this out of concern for my safety. Tell me, what do you want to take from me?"

"No, nothing is more important than your safety."

"?"

Li Ang suddenly felt an indescribable chill.

Realizing that he had spoken his true feelings, Vashtor coughed lightly and said, "Of course, the dagger is also important. There is something in it that you cannot perceive, but it is very important to me. Give it to me, and I promise to solve your current predicament!"

"Oh? What is that?"

"This...I'm not in a position to disclose it."

Leon nodded, then activated the power of the Void Dragon and began to reverse the polarity of the Black Stone Dagger.

Vashto was immediately furious: "What are you doing? Didn't I tell you it would explode?"

"You refuse to tell me your true purpose, nor do you want to tell me what's in your dagger. This puts me in a difficult position, doesn't it? I'd rather use a definite method to solve the problem than just take your word for it."

"Aren't you worried about the loss?"

"Of course the loss is huge, but don't try to threaten me with this. At least I can always gather the people here and send them back. Don't use this to test my resolve."

A feeling of powerlessness washed over Vashtor's heart, and he could only tell the truth contained in the dagger.

"This dagger contains fragments of the Warp's essence."

"Warp fragments?"

Leon thought of Vashtor's power: "Val, the god of craftsmen who built Blackstone Fortress?"

"You know quite a lot."

Vashtor was a little surprised.

"Hmmmm, but why would the Eldar put this in this dagger?"

"Perhaps they are trying to test something, or perhaps they simply wish to see you and the Battle Moon perish together. No one can fathom what is going on in the minds of those Eldar. But it doesn't matter what they think. As long as you cooperate with me, nothing will matter."

He bewitched and even used his psychic power to condense a contract out of the air.

"I can guarantee it with a contract and my true name. How about helping you defeat this battle moon in exchange for the Craftsman's essence within this dagger?"

Li Ang, who was well aware of the nature of Vashtor's unscrupulous middlemen, carefully read the contract and was surprised to find that it was written simply and clearly, without any so-called ambiguous clauses.

The most important thing is that the above are unilateral restrictions on Vashtor and do not involve Li Ang at all.

"Why is this happening?"

"You should understand your uniqueness. A contract bound by the subspace has nothing to do with you. Feel free to sign with me. I won't let you down in any way."

Li Ang pondered.

His silence made Vashtor's heart rise into his throat.

He didn't know the ins and outs of Leon's creations. Before he figured this out, he would do anything to keep Leon alive, even if it was just his one-sided effort.

He could only pray that Leon didn't see that even without the dagger, he had to ensure his life. Fortunately, Leon didn't see this, and he only made demands in other aspects.

"One more clause. In the future, you must use this soul stone to provide me with pure spiritual energy in the amount I require. You cannot refuse."

Vashtor breathed a sigh of relief and happily signed his real name on the contract.

"I promise. Now give me that dagger."

As the Soul Stone and the dagger approached, Vashtor's power flowed from the Soul Stone and rushed towards the dagger, eager to envelop it.

Larry, who was standing by, saw the entire scene, and his eyes were filled with shock.

This is the right way to use it, right?

Could it be that Leon is not the Hollow One mentioned by the Great Prophet?

Eldrar Uslan hadn't told Larriel this, but looking at the chaotic psionic energy entangled in the Black Stone Dagger, Larriel felt that this was definitely not the correct way to use it.

This level of demon is definitely not an ordinary demon, at least it is a big demon or above!

"You can't fight with the Chaos God..."

He wanted to stop Leon, but he felt that although the spiritual energy itself was chaotic, it underwent subtle changes shortly after it wrapped around the black stone dagger.

He felt it carefully and found that the spiritual energy had a faint undertone of order.

Larry was stunned, feeling that all this was beginning to be beyond his understanding.

This, isn't this right?

He hesitated, and finally changed his words: "This is a sacred artifact of the Eldar given to me by the Great Prophet. You cannot trade it with any Warp entity!"

Li Ang looked at him and asked, "Did your Great Prophet Uslan give you this dagger?"

"Yes."

"Did he tell you that if you use this dagger, it will send all of us here to heaven?"

Larriel was stunned. He didn't understand how a dagger could send them all flying into the sky. "How is this possible?"

"How is this impossible?"

"We are here to help humanity resolve the crisis. I can take responsibility on behalf of the Great Prophet..."

Larry was stuck mid-sentence. He suddenly remembered the Aisha choir that had been sacrificed by Uslan, and a chill ran down his spine.

It's just a matter of sacrificing him as well. If it is the chosen one by the Laughing God, it seems that it is not impossible.

"right?"

Leon spread his hands and said, "Compared to that Great Prophet, I think the Chaos Demon is more honest and reliable."

Larry remained silent and did not refute.

Vashtor's process of devouring the Craftsman's essence was finally undisturbed. The long-awaited enhancement of his essence allowed him to shake off the decadence he had felt after being forcibly sent back to the warp and resurrected.

He couldn't help but let out a comfortable scream, the sound was so loud that it shook the entire demon forged world.

"WOC, ice!"

The feeling of comfort throughout his body made him raise his brows and stroke his beard, tears welling up in his eyes. After so many years of struggling in the subspace, he finally saw hope of surviving.

He originally wanted to find an opportunity to steal some of Leon's creations, but he didn't expect that before he got the creations, he had already made breakthroughs in other areas.

Vashtor hasn't figured out how to face Leon yet, but what he has gained so far has already shifted the balance in his heart toward cooperation.

He wanted to enjoy it a little longer, but Leon had already raised his dagger, urging him to get to work as soon as possible.

"Hurry up and find out how you can solve this problem!"

The replenishment of his source made Vashtor arrogant. He held his breath and concentrated, using the Black Stone Dagger as a medium, gathering the endless power of the Warp into the dagger.

The solution to the problem?

Nothing else, only pure power!

Realizing what Vashtor was about to do, Leon pointed the dagger at Beziak.

"Go, Vashtor, use the Destruction Ray!"

The black stone dagger suddenly burst out with a dazzling purple-black light.

Vashtor's power was madly gathered through the dagger, and the warp energy was compressed to the extreme, turning into a ray of destruction that was so pure that it was terrifying.

Beziak was originally calm while fighting with the Soul Drinkers, but the abnormally rising spiritual power made him realize that something was wrong while he was still admiring the dying struggle of these shrimps. He looked at Leon, and Beziak's pupils suddenly contracted.

He had never seen such pure Warp energy before. Even the most insane Ork master could never compress the Waaagh! energy to this degree.

“T-What is this—?!”

His roar abruptly ended. The beam had already ripped through the air, blasting straight into his chest. Beziak instinctively raised his arms, and a surge of Waaagh! energy formed a thick green barrier in front of him.

This was a force powerful enough to warp reality, an absolute defense that had rendered bolter bombs, melta, and even ion cannons ineffective. But in the face of Vashtor's warp rays, this barrier was like thin ice under the scorching sun.

"Click——"

The crisp sound of shattering resounded throughout the underground space.

Beziak watched helplessly as his Waaagh! barrier crumbled like glass, and the purple-black death light penetrated his chest unhindered.

The subspace energy eroded his body from the wound. He was like a deflated ball, and the power of thought that was originally infused into his body overflowed.