As long as you die, you are invincible, but in 40K

The eight wings are brilliant and the armor is dazzling.

The moment you step into the room, all the dampness and darkness are dispelled.

Is it... human? No, absolutely not.

How could something that made me unable to even muster the desire to resist be the monkeys whose hair had not yet been plucked clean?

"Let's talk, let's talk..."

The tone of the words was so unbelievable even to him.

It was a mixture of trembling, begging and flattering, as if he had nothing.

However, the other party showed no intention of responding and simply threw a mutilated corpse in front of him.

No, that's not right. It's not a corpse. Although only the upper half of his body is left, he is still alive because of the powerful vitality of the Dark Eldar.

"Messenger?"

After meeting the "corpse's" gaze, he asked in disbelief... "Just sending someone to deliver a message has attracted this kind of monster? What on earth did this messenger do?"

Thinking of this, when facing a being weaker than himself, a force rose from nowhere, allowing him to rush forward, and at the same time raised his fist, wanting to punch that stupid face a few times.

Of course, this action only made him fly back at a speed much faster than when he pounced, and he eventually hit the cold ground, rolling several times before finally stopping.

In the dead silence, after bringing the messenger before him once again, the monster uttered a simple word:

"say."

It was after these words that the messenger, who was obviously dying, spoke to him:

"They... said they would... would let the whole Comoros... burn..."

In this sentence, almost every word uttered was covered with countless blood flowing out of the mouth, making the scene extremely horrifying - such a scene was obviously just child's play for the Dark Eldar, but he couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.

It seemed that the messenger had lost its value after saying this. The monster no longer lifted the messenger as before, but simply let its legs step on the remaining parts of the messenger's body as it moved forward.

Came in front of him.

"Remember?"

In the shadows, the Eldar being questioned nodded subconsciously.

Then Perveti said with satisfaction:

"very good."

Then, he stepped on it, turning it into a mixed mass of filth with no way to distinguish between internal organs and flesh and blood.

The next day.

The people of Comoros, who are gradually waking up from the "new day", are vaguely aware of the special atmosphere in the air.

The first thing that can be noticed is the obvious increase in the number of military deployments... Living in a place like this, although it is common to see a few poison disasters or raiders passing by the window occasionally, what if the number becomes dozens or hundreds?

That's not very common.

Looking around, high-speed vehicles painted in various colors are like schools of fish swimming among the countless spires of Comoros. Each round can mobilize hundreds of fully armed Dark Eldar soldiers to different positions.

This situation certainly couldn't have emerged out of thin air. It was mainly caused by two equally shocking pieces of news that came out simultaneously within a very short period of time:

First, a conspiracy group that had just set out and now fled back claimed that a fleet with the Glorious Queen-class dreadnought as its flagship was heading towards Comoros, and judging from the composition of the fleet, they were most likely from the Human Empire.

If this news is true, then Comoros will most likely face another battle comparable to the invasion of the Black Legion. For this reason, while Asdubal sent out personnel to conduct reconnaissance like crazy, he also began to contact various conspiracy groups, asking them to temporarily put aside their differences and stand together as if they were plundering slaves.

Second, at this critical juncture, the Dying Day Cabal suffered an unprecedented provocation. An attacker broke into one of their spires, slaughtered everything that could move inside, and then swaggered away - only one.

Afterwards, according to the Haemonculi Guild's investigation, all the dead had been killed in a single blow, and the vast majority had been shattered beyond possibility of resurrection. Only two bodies found at the spire, which had been crushed rather than shattered, were revived...

If that were all, it would be fine, and it would not be enough to make this matter comparable to the previous one. However, what really attracted the attention of the top management was not this, but the message conveyed to them by the two corpses after they were resurrected.

Chapter 292: Asdubal Sweating Profusely

With a human-like appearance and a body as tall as a giant, he moves so fast that you can't see his trajectory. He can destroy an entire well-defended spire by himself, and at the same time he is wearing heavy armor that glitters with light.

This was the information the archons obtained from the two corpses that had spoken again.

Yes or no...

Of course, if we look at it alone, it may not be convincing enough. What if we combine it with external events?

Firstly, there was already a precedent for the resurrection of the Primarch of Humanity. Secondly, according to intelligence recently transmitted from the direction of Vigilance, Abaddon suddenly evacuated hastily for "unknown reasons" despite having a comprehensive advantage. Finally, at this moment, an unknown fleet with the Glorious Queen-class dreadnought as its flagship was approaching Comoros at a high speed without any reason or warning.

Is the answer obvious now?

The second human Primarch is likely to have returned... and, what's even more terrifying is that he's probably inside Comoros right now.

Although this conclusion was somewhat unbelievable to the Dark Eldar, after carefully eliminating various possibilities, this conjecture became the most likely one.

After all, we can't just classify everything as "online supernatural events" and put it aside, right?

However, guessing the general direction does not mean they are capable of dealing with it.

Yes, the Dark Eldar can indeed fight for a place in the corner of the galactic stage, but the problem is that those are battles limited to one or two planets.

If it involves a large-scale battle against the Human Empire... apart from anything else, where will the Dark Eldar's war potential come from?

At least the Ark Eldar also have an Ark Worldship that can travel around, but what about the Dark Eldar?

Most of them are concentrated in Comoros, and they usually go out to plunder slaves. In this case, even if there are enough ancient elves to produce machinery in Comoros, where will the basic resources needed for the explosive production capacity come from?

Even if Comoros can really use some miraculous technology to obtain resources out of thin air, or spiritual bones can be generated endlessly out of thin air, who will produce them? Do they have to rely on a group of slaves who are tortured to the point of not being able to speak?

Should they help the Dark Eldar operate ancient machinery that they themselves might not fully understand? Or should they be trained as Bonesingers?

If it were that simple, then the Iron Thorn Lords and the Obsidian Rose Cabal wouldn't have become dominant powers thanks to their vaunted production capabilities. Speaking of "vaunted," their factories are barely enough to cover asteroids, compared to the human empire's forge worlds, which often use entire planets as factories...

I can only say that they also feel helpless.

Normally, I cosplay as a pirate, raiding slaves and killing people, and basically keeping out of the way of the regular army. How nice is that? But today, who knew that a pile of gold, some kind of intimidating gold, would suddenly fall from the sky into my hometown, and then a bunch of battle groups would rush over from the sea at full speed.

Asdubal maintained a gloomy expression on the surface, but he had already cursed with all the possible words in his mind.

Of course, the current judgment is largely because these dark elves have fallen into a state of mental inertia.

In their eyes... in fact, it's not just them. In the eyes of the vast majority of surviving races in the galaxy that have experienced the Great Crusade, the Glorious Queen-class dreadnought is basically equivalent to the army of the Human Empire.

After this thing arrives, even if the empire's main force has not arrived yet, it will definitely not be far away.

Who would have thought that this thing really only had three accompanying ships?

What's more, the Dark Eldar who escaped back didn't describe three ships. The scene was described as hundreds of battleships rushing towards them at the same time, and how one round of salvos destroyed most of the entire fleet, and how although they tried their best, they failed to cause any damage.

Those who know are talking about the Human Empire, while those who don’t think that group of green undead are planning to start the Second War in Heaven.

Ugh.

Although Asdubal, the Lord of Comoros, ruled in glory, he was actually already in jeopardy after suffering many shocks.

Without talking about the distant past, let's just talk about Evelyne's activities "not long ago". She was just a small minion at the time, but was reborn as the Chosen One of the God of Death. Then, she directly kicked the line between Comoros and the Warp with a psychic kick, creating a hole called "Kane's Gate", which attracted a tidal army of demons and caused a lot of destruction and chaos.

Moreover, Asdubal failed to stop Eveleny at that time, and let her escape. Letting her escape would have been fine, but all his subsequent revenges failed, and he lost his life.

It's the end of being a coward.

Other foreign invasions can be explained by the enemy being too strong, but what about the internal affairs of the Eldar themselves?

Asdubar had no choice but to accept the fact: this incident dealt a heavy blow to his prestige, and at the same time caused many Dark Eldar to flee and join the Death Army.

In the end, he was forced to fake his own death to purge a group of disloyal factions. Otherwise, Comoros would have been shattered in the vortex of civil war.

Today, the aftermath of those troubles has not completely dissipated, and another thing has happened that is no less important, or may even have a greater impact... To be honest, Asqie Dubal is seriously considering whether to try to use the relics and weapons of the ancient elves. If something goes wrong, he will take the faction loyal to him to other places in the Webway to establish a new Comoros.

Compared to these two things that were enough to make the Dark Eldar leaders anxious, a small incident that happened in the shanty town was not even considered:

A slightly special "small riot" that gradually spread from tens of thousands of people to hundreds of thousands of people.

The reason why it is called small is that it is not uncommon for gangs in shanty towns to rule over hundreds of thousands of people. The reason why it is called special is that this "turmoil" is relative to the Comoros.

Unlike normal unrest that would disrupt order, this unrest destroyed the existing "chaos" in Comoros, which in turn brought about a special order.

Even though one can see with the naked eye how cautious those people are, and some of them even repeat words like "If you bump into someone, say sorry, and say it's okay..." before getting up and going to bed, almost like they are insane, but at least they don't have to worry about someone suddenly shooting them on the street, nor do they have to worry about being captured by a slave owner who falls from the sky.

Of course, there are also many people who think, "I came to Comoros because I was dissatisfied with the order. Now that I am here, I have to abide by the order, so hasn't my trip been in vain?", but that mentality mostly only exists before actually arriving in Comoros.

When they truly arrive in this dark city without light and face nakedly the bloodthirsty maniacs from all races and types who have no bottom line, the order that they once despised will soon become what they desire - after all, peerless macho men are only a minority.

And this is the second basis for the rapid expansion of Zhang Ge's actions...You ask what the first one is?

If you are lucky and strong enough to survive two rounds of pursuit by the masses and armed forces, a spear falling from the sky will give you the answer.

Chapter 293: Fire in the Shack District

"Order in the Comoros is like thin ice, ready to crumble at the slightest touch."

Zhang Ge has heard this kind of ridicule countless times since he came to Comoros.

Too many people have said this to him.

But now, some of them have been crushed, and some have already escaped.

Zhang Ge used facts to prove time and time again the capacity of his military force - of course, all of this was within the plan.

After all, if he couldn't even handle the gangsters in the shantytown with such a group of people, then Zhang Ge might as well go home and farm... However, while the plan was going smoothly, there was still a doubt that he couldn't figure out:

What on earth were the Dark Eldar doing?

According to intelligence, it is difficult to spot the Dark Eldar not only in the areas under their control, but also in other places in the slum area.

This is very bad.

Judging from the Dark Eldar's style, after being provoked by the Perveti they sent, shouldn't they launch a violent revenge?

Why do I feel like I'm scared for some reason?

Even if they happened to capture the governor of a top conspiracy group, it wouldn't be like this. After all, it is not difficult for a large conspiracy group to replace it with a new one.

Or is it that the Spirit of Vengeance that was following behind them was finally arriving, so the conspiracy groups had no energy left to deal with them?

If you say so...

Thinking of this, Zhang Ge asked Amelia:

“How many people have confirmed that they will support us?”

"The time is too short. Even according to the best estimate, it will not exceed one in a thousand. A large number of people will oppose us because they fear something more terrible than death."

"That's enough."

Seeing that Zhang Ge didn't look upset, Amelia didn't try to persuade him any more. She just picked up a book from his desk and walked out the door.

And not long after.

A piece of news swept through the ears of every faction in the shanty town like the wind blowing across the grassland:

"I'm here to warn you all. The chaos in the shantytowns will end in my hands. Please surrender with the flag."

At first, no one took the statement seriously... Who would think that the shantytown was really their shantytown?

Even the most legendary gang leaders are merely agents of the conspiracy.

As long as the Dark Eldar need the chaos in the shantytowns, this chaos will continue as it has for countless years.

But soon they will realize: this person seems to be serious.

Of course, at present, this statement first destroyed not Zhang Ge’s enemies, but the order he had built not long ago.

A large number of criminals who were originally willing to cooperate cut ties with Zhang Ge the moment they heard this statement to ensure that they would not be affected - after all, in their eyes, offending Zhang Ge would at most mean death, but offending the Dark Eldar would mean death is just the beginning.

However, Zhang Ge just responded with silence.

In this situation, after the initial test, as expected, the controlled area began to "fall" like an avalanche. Chaos and disorder instantly filled the streets, which had not been quiet for a long time. People killing each other even caused several low-lying squares to gather into pools of blood like puddles.

One tera hour, two tera hours, until six tera hours had passed.

Just when everyone thought that an emerging force had collapsed because of an untimely statement, Zhang Ge had already gotten what he wanted in his office.