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

The next destination is naturally the unique customs and culture of Comoros:

Arena.

However, Zhang Ge was not there for fun.

But to participate in the competition.

In his own words, he wanted an alien human's name to be crowned with the title of champion, so that it would be forever engraved in the hearts of these aliens.

As for the issue of life risk? Naturally, someone raised this type of concern to Zhang Ge.

But he was prepared and just pretended to be indifferent in response:

Anyway, there are so many Haemonchi in Comoros. If something unexpected happens, they can just take his body and resurrect him, right?

Having said that, Zhang Ge’s thoughts became clear.

Yes, resurrection is possible, but the so-called criterion for determining death is obviously based on the moment of death, right? Then, by the time I die for the first time, my mission is complete, so why would I care if you resurrect later?

Plan passes.

Hmm... But before that, which arena should we go to?

Before he had time to immerse himself in his amazing wisdom for long, Zhang Ge, who had boarded the Valkyrie with his followers, fell into further contemplation.

Oh, wait, figured it out.

As for where to go, in order to ensure the perfect implementation of the plan, of course, we have to go to the place of the person who hates us the most - who else can be the person who hates us the most in Comoros except Asdubal?

After finding the target, Zhang Ge immediately gave orders to the Valkyrie.

In an instant, after making everyone in the cabin feel an obvious overload of the maneuver, the Valkyrie completed the turn of the nose and accelerated towards the city occupied by Asdubal and his Black Heart Conspiracy Group.

Of course, this unconcealed action naturally led to the relevant information coming to Asdubal.

It made his pale little face seem to turn a little green.

Chapter 300: Participation! Facing the Arena Champion, what is Zhang Ge's choice... Will he win?

Of course, Zhang Ge definitely wouldn't care about Asdubal's thoughts.

Sitting in the cabin, he felt a strong sense of acceleration overload after the maneuver, and the stable flight process that should have accounted for the majority of the time did not last long... It was estimated to be about ten minutes. He could feel that the Valkyrie's speed returned to zero in an equally obvious deceleration, and it stopped somewhere downwards.

When the cabin opens, will it be filled with cheering spectators, or some unknown corner?

neither.

It's Asdubal.

He was seen with a group of his entourage and soldiers surrounding the cabin door, forming a human wall that made it impossible to see the scene outside.

Judging from their dark armor covered with all kinds of strange decorations, the scene of being surrounded gave a sense of pressure - however, seeing that none of them carried weapons, it did not seem like this was the purpose.

However, as everyone knows, Zhang Ge doesn't care about any so-called conspiracy. His response to this scene is very simple. He just walked a few steps to the cabin door and stood in the cabin slightly above the ground, looking down at Asdubal.

Until the other party took the initiative to ask in the eye contact:

"What's your purpose?"

"This is the main arena run by the Black Heart Conspiracy, right?"

"That's right."

"Haha, that's right. I'm here to sign up for the competition. You won't be unwelcome, right?"

"..."

Asdubal thought to himself, why don’t you find a better excuse for talking nonsense?

Although the Dark Eldar had discovered in their gradual contact that Zhang Ge was not just a puppet pushed out by the Primarch as originally thought, but was really their decision-making core, they also discovered:

This guy's fighting ability is really weak.

This weakness is relative to the high-level Dark Eldar.

To them, Zhang Ge was indeed too weak, not to mention fighting against stronger units. He couldn't even fight against an ordinary real child. So much so that many people suspected that Zhang Ge was deliberately pretending to be so weak.

Generally speaking, even among mortals, the person in charge of leading a large army will be extremely powerful in combat.

The reason is very simple. First of all, body modification is not something that only the official can do. Anyone, as long as they have enough funds, can transform themselves into the ultimate modified human who can easily slaughter a large number of mortals. It is not difficult to even be stronger than ordinary Space Marines.

Obviously, people in high positions and powerful positions generally do not lack money.

Secondly, they can possess a variety of extremely advanced weapons and equipment, from force field shields to precision-grade armor and weapons, and even an ancient artifact buried deep underground in the ruins. Any one of these can greatly improve a person's combat effectiveness.

But, back to Zhang Ge.

He really was as unremarkable as he appeared, wearing a nondescript officer's uniform and armor, and even the sword he usually wielded looked like nothing more than an iron sword.

There are thousands of such people at random, so it is hard to imagine that his subordinates are a group of ruthless people.

Of course, for Asdubal right now, those were all empty promises. Was Zhang Ge truly weak or just pretending? What was the point? Did you really want to test his strength when faced with a mortal threat?

The only useful information is:

The reason he gave for "coming to the competition" was most likely just a cover-up for something he really wanted to do.

After all, if you let a "mortal" who may not even be able to defeat a real son enter this kind of arena, you are basically sending him to his death.

Here, the Ether Hounds were just a few warm-up soldiers brought up together - and any one of them could easily wipe out an entire Astra Militarum infantry squad of monkeys.

Zhang Ge must have known this... Then why did he say "come to participate"? Was he just going to die?

The joke wasn't funny.

Because his death would definitely cause unimaginable turmoil.

Just think about it, let alone commanding the Primarch, he could, in the guise of a monkey, convince an Eldar Ark to follow him around, until it ran to Comoros to serve as his logistics ship, and even pull the "Spirit of Vengeance" over to use as a Webway bumper car.

What level of connections is this?

If someone had said this to Asdubal before what happened, he would have definitely cut off the head of the person who brought the message and used it as a wine jug.

How dare you spread such outrageous rumors to me? You deserve to be punished!

But now, he can only face this absurd fact.

"Participate?... Well, there's a match happening right now, and the other player has to miss out due to 'illness'. Are you interested in filling in for him?"

At this moment, after a brief thought, Asdubal came to the conclusion that he could not directly confront Zhang Ge.

No matter what the conspiracy is, even if it is to assassinate Asdubal, he has to go along with the other party first, so as to delay time and find a way to deal with it.

After all, he is now the completely passive party.

"Who is the opponent?"

"A famous gladiatorial champion, she will be able to satisfy you."

So smooth?

Zhang Ge, who didn't think too much about it, secretly complained in his heart.

Shouldn't these Black Bean Sprouts be trying every possible way to hinder what I want to do?

However, since they were only one step away from achieving their goal, he certainly had no reason to refuse:

"Well, let's set a time."

“Right now.”

Asdubal said this, waving his hand to signal the crowd gathered around the cabin door to disperse.

The surrounding scene of what appeared to be independent viewing rooms was revealed.

One half is lined with neatly arranged transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, while the other half is filled with simple furnishings that clearly show signs of cleaning.

Of course, Zhang Ge did not focus his attention on the interior of the room for too long. Instead, he walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and saw the scene inside the arena.

Although this is the "main" arena, the interior area is not large, on the contrary, it is small.

At a glance, it was probably only the size of a standard football field, not even as big as the gladiatorial arena that Zhang Ge participated in at Tianying Port. Instead, the audience seats occupied the main volume, surrounding the top of the arena and filled with all kinds of strange-looking "people". The area extended in all directions, with no end in sight.

Hmm...but if you think about it, the main purpose of the gladiatorial fights here is actually to get excitement, rather than really allowing the players to fully display their strength, then it is not difficult to understand this design.

“If you’re ready to compete, just walk in here.”

Asdubal's voice interrupted Zhang Ge's thoughts, and at the same time, he pointed to direct his gaze to a miniature web door that was about the height of two people.

"Prepare to bear witness to me."

Zhang Ge said with a double meaning.

"nature."

Asdubal only had the same stiff smile as the NPC in the game.

As Zhang Ge walked into the webdoor without hesitation after he finished speaking, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

Is this... the competition channel?

A square passage, nothing special about it, but the bright area ahead clearly shows that it is the duel arena seen above.

Oh, it’s not that it’s not special at all.

Two people who looked like conspiracy soldiers were rushing out with a corpse in their arms, as if they had just killed someone and were about to carry the body away for burial. The moment they saw Zhang Ge, they obviously quickened their pace.

ps: Quietly asking for votes.

Chapter 301 Just Act, Living Dad

However, without hesitating for too long at the scene before him, Zhang Ge quickly stepped forward and finally walked into the arena.

Here... it's empty, there's nothing that can serve as a shelter, and the ground is made of some kind of purple-red metal. There seems to be a vague shadow resembling a human face surging in it, and faint wailing can be heard from it.

This wailing was the only background sound in the venue.

There was no cheering from the seats packed with spectators, but everyone just looked quietly towards the center, giving people an eerie feeling of dead silence.

However, Zhang Ge did not come for the so-called cheers, so he was not affected by the scene, but just turned his attention to the opponent standing opposite him.

It's a big guy wearing very little cloth.

To be precise, she is a "succubus".

In Commorros, succubus is not a race, but a special title in the witch cult, referring to those powerful, beautiful and graceful female champions who can dominate the arena.

The strongest among them, Lalith, was already famous in Comoros even before Asdubal. She was strong enough to defeat, insult, and finally knock the Grand Marshal of the Black Templars to the ground. If the Legion of the Damned had not arrived in time, the Grand Marshal would have become one of the pendants in Lalith's residence.

Of course, Lalith had already "defected" after a certain chosen one of the Death Army awakened, and is probably now wandering around the universe with the Death Army, so the enemies in front of Zhang Ge would not be that strong.

Well, but for him it doesn't make much difference.

After all, even the weakest succubus is the champion among champions in the bloody arena of Comoros. Beating a quasi-mortal like him with just one sword can solve the problem.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ge licked his lips, pulled out Ascalon from his waist, and shouted to the other side:

"Go ahead, Alien. Today, only one of us can walk out of this arena alive!"

The other party's response came quickly, and the pleasant voice soon rang in Zhang Ge's ears:

"Haha, don't be so anxious."

Wait, ear?

Sure enough, the figure that was originally in sight had disappeared without a trace.

Zhang Ge's brain quickly recalled why he had lost sight of her just a moment ago.

blink.

The answer is blink.

In the blink of an eye, the other party came from behind him from a hundred meters away without arousing his slightest alert.

Is this the so-called power of a "succubus"?

Zhang Ge slowly turned his head towards the source of the sound, but still could not catch sight of the other person.

"Want to see me? Just this isn't enough... Why don't you reply? It's okay, we can, okay, have fun."