Chapter 568: Impending Extinction

After Larkas finished eating, he only had a torn prophet costume left in his hand. His grape-trellis-like pillar with a human head began to change after devouring an Eldar prophet. The spine bound by muscles shone with spiritual energy, bit by bit, climbing up to the top of Lacasse's head.

Just like a pine tree hung with lights, Lacasse is the brightest light at the top of the tree. Lacasse opened his mouth, and his face was twisted in pain, and he screamed silently. This process lasted for several hours, and then Lacasse gasped and was weak, but his eyes were Shining with fanaticism.

"These things are much better than those tasteless snacks." Lacasse sighed.

"After all, we have experienced a comprehensive recession, but you can't be too ironic about the skeletons of those prophets. It is not an easy task to peel off their flesh." Victor joked.

"Haha. I will respect their work." Lacasse saluted and continued, "But the prophecy is clearer."

Larkas began shouting in a state of psychically unstable madness as he saw the future and described it to Victor as best he could.

"I saw it! I saw a big rift opening across the universe! Gemo is about to fall into famine! We are fully prepared, and the food reserves are filling one storage area after another!"

Victor had heard the first prophecy several times, and he knew that it had become a joke. Regardless of what the crack is, Gemo is now in ruins and has no survival function at all.

After the invasion of Slaanesh and the civil war of Gomorr, the entire Gomorr has become the ruins of war. The surviving conspiracy has become the new master of the netherworld, but Victor, who pretended to die, will not let these newcomers usurp it. own position.

A funeral was held for Victor's death, and the new Lord of Youdu will completely desecrate Victor's body at the funeral to show that his power is supreme and inviolable in Gemo.

The coffin was opened, and the corpse water used to desecrate the body was brought to the ceremony stage by the Blood Pity Man. When the new Lord of Youdu shouted on the ceremonial stage that Gomo would have a new master, Victor had already been awakened from death by the blood pity Rakas.

This time Victor returned with an absolutely ruthless attitude. The Nightmare and Blood Mercy who were loyal to him took control of all the conspiracy groups participating in the funeral, and used various cruel secret techniques to control their bodies. As long as Victor had a thought , his Eldar slaves would face the hunger of Slaanesh.

"Gama is a thing of the past! Now we have to explore new paths!"

Victor preached loudly in front of the prostrate people, his face becoming more and more cruel and crazy. He completely dismantled Gomor's structure. The newly built slave quarters and the trading quarters established during the old empire disintegrated and shattered. These buildings were like tumors in the webway, flowing down immeasurable rubble as they shattered. The rubble impacted the structure of the webway, breaking all the fragile space anchors of Gomo. The entire Gomo had lost the protection of the webway, and there was no distance between them and the subspace.

Many Dark Eldar were screaming as they felt Slaanesh's all-pervading hands caressing their bodies and reaching for their souls with extreme hunger.

Viktor watched as his kind were tortured, but his disintegration of Gormor was not a last act of sustenance for Slaanesh.

Gemo. Gemo. In the eyes of the newly born Dark Eldar, this is their home and their harbor. In the eyes of the nobles who survived the afterglow of the old empire, this is the largest port and trading post in the Ancient Eldar Empire, a void city that has huge influence in the Eldar Empire due to its geographical location.

But for Victor, for Lacasse who lives longer beside him. Gemo is the port that seals the ancient ark. The only way to free this ark from the prison made of space debris is to let the entire Gemo fall apart.

Daemons roared, scourges raged, and the desperate screams of the Dark Eldar were absorbed by the whispers of Slaanesh. Victor laughed at his people and sentenced Gemo to death in a fit of joy.

The layers of space began to shatter, and the dying stars that were bound and fixed began to expand and explode. Victor could finally see what the core of Gemo was like.

The black hole that swallows light, tears apart space, and squeezes spiritual energy appears after the last layer of spiritual bone foundation is broken. The tip of the ship slowly broke out of the black hole, and Victor opened his eyes wide, daring not to miss any details.

This is the real Ark, a display of all the technological power of the Ancient Spirit Empire. Rather than the rags of the Ark Eldar today, those fleeing ships that were barely modified from the Eldar trade and colonial ships.

Look at the shell of this real ark, illusory, shining with the light of stars. The tightly locked molecular gaps are filled with psychic energy, giving the ship powerful defensive properties.

The ship had already sailed halfway through the black hole, and Victor's eyes also saw the huge wounds left in the middle and rear of the ship. The ship's wounds were enough for a planet to pass through freely. The powerful psychic armor plate was torn apart by an unknown powerful weapon. Green light glowed on the damaged edges. The psychic energy was constantly repairing the damage, and the green light was also tearing apart. The broken structure, this scar seems to stay here forever, without any possibility of repair.

The armed ark left behind from the Battle of Heaven, Victor couldn't find another word to describe the engineering miracle in front of him.

"This is the beginning of a new destiny." Victor took out a necklace, which was a treasure he cleared out from the shrine of the great noble of Gemo when he ruled Gemo.

The necklace itself is not important, what is important is the stone hanging on the necklace. This stone is like a jadeite of extremely high purity, and looks soft as water. If you look deep into the depths of the jadeite, you can see the essence of life flowing slowly.

This is the Dream Stone, the Tear of Isha. It is regarded as a mythical treasure by countless Eldar. Even in a heretic place like Gomor, they will respect and love the goddess of life Isha.

"But I don't care." Victor took out a sacrificial dagger engraved with the symbol of the Black Muse. He used the purest conspiracy and torture of Gomor to taint Isha's beautiful blessing for life, turning this tear into the opposite of all life and beauty.

The broken tears are the background sound of Victor becoming the chosen one of the Black Muse. All the dark Eldar trembled at Victor's madness. They wanted to scold Victor for blaspheming the goddess of life, but found that their frightened bodies were not enough to support them to say anything.

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