The stalemate lasted only a moment, but it was enough to make people feel the terrifying power within.

And the Secret Keeper has clearly fallen into the disadvantage of this power struggle.

Its slender and slender body flew upside down like a cannonball, cutting a rather graceful arc - although its posture was quite graceful when it landed, the two deep buffer gullies on the ground were not false.

In the center of the overlapping four of Amnak's magic swords, a slight white mist drifted away.

Even its flirtatious face could not help but show a little surprise.

"What a terrible power..."

The secret keeper casually flicked a sword flower, although it seemed very relaxed, but there were already some green tendons between the white muscles.

The terrifying momentum that seemed to be struck by a battleship was already a little tricky for Amnak.

Even though he has thousands of years of ancient experience in fighting for the Prince of Darkness, he has never faced such an opponent... Unbelievably swift and powerful, even those famous and surnamed Sadistic Demons can't compare to the genetic prototype in front of them...

"But—it's so addictive... The aches and pains of exhaustion, the sharp pain of cramps..."

"Whew, whew..."

As he spoke, Amnak's sickly face was already soaked with a blush of pleasure, and his slightly trembling body and undulating chest symbolized the unimaginable sensory stimulation he had obtained in the battle.

That's what it wants—

Unlike those blood-thirsting madmen who are crazy about the skull, and unlike those stupid birds who desperately study change, they who serve the Prince of Darkness only crave more extreme, more hysterical thrills...

Whether it's fighting, being wounded, or dying... Blessed by the great Lord of Pleasure, they embrace whatever it can bring to their senses, even if it comes at the cost of drowning in an ever-increasing threshold of deprivation, in the abyss of burnout—but that's what they're born with.

Just because of a sensory stimulation that you have never experienced before, you will fall into a whirlpool that you can't extricate yourself from.

"If you enjoy it so much..."

"Then go back to subspace and continue to enjoy it."

Elaine, however, seemed to anticipate Amnak's morbid reaction, and there was no emotion in his cold words.

The heavy footsteps shattered the earth once more, and her form exploded with terrifying speed as soon as it hit the ground, perfectly capturing the gap between Amnak's indulgence in pleasure.

Knock ——!

The cracking stance was like a flash of lightning that slashed through the dazzling light, and the heavy force mixed with the genetic prototype instantly hit the chest of the secret keeper.

With a crisp cracking sound, Amnak flew out upside down again, only this time, but there was no room to adjust his posture in the air.

Blood gushed from the massive scar on Amnak's chest, and fragments of organs and various internal puncture instruments flowed out, but the pleasure-filled face of the Secret Keeper did not look like he was seriously injured.

"Whew... It's a cold blow compared to the cold of winter, it's really addictive..."

"You're such a great dance partner, Miss Elaine..."

Amnak slowly scrambled to his feet with a smile, the extreme sensory stimulation making it seem as if it were ignoring the scars.

"You're so much better than those guys who don't know what to call ... I even think it would be a great blessing to be crushed by your fist or chainsaw axe..."

"I'm really looking forward to what kind of excitement you can bring me..."

Even so, Amnak's four arms still clutched the magic sword, and its increasingly exuberant gasping contained indescribable fanaticism.

Elaine frowned slightly.

“… Could it be that this is all your task is? ”

Although he had long expected the strange nature of the demon of Slaanesh, it was the first time he had encountered such an indescribable situation.

Obviously, this Slaanesh Archdemon is not as strong and fast as herself, and if she continues like this, I am afraid that she will be killed by her in just a few blows.

But it does rely on its own attacks to get sensory stimulation...

Although she didn't care about such trivial things, she was still more or less nervous.

"Hehe... Of course not. ”

Amnak shook his head slightly at Elaine's question.

"Every blow you inflicted on me was clearly sent back to my lord... And my role is nothing more than his [Sensory Medium] - just like the test of battle that the Blood God has given you, and the puzzle that the Lord of Change has given you, I think... You can't leave until He feels satisfied. ”

"So... Dear Ms. Elaine, please don't be so upset. ”

"Whether it is the guidance or pursuit of your heirs, after all, it is only His favor for you. It can be said that the destruction of the city under our feet is only to the extent of dessert..."

"I sincerely hope that you will kill me slowly and make this pleasure last long enough..."

Amnak licked his lips lightly, his slender sticky tongue dripping with saliva, and his fanatical demonic pupils scanned Elaine's broken power armor as if he had peeked through the thick clay steel shell into the sturdy and plump body of mesone in it.

Needless to say, this is a dirty sight that is extremely disgusting.

The next moment, this vision was covered by the ever-expanding scarlet fist, followed by the high-frequency hum of the splitting stance, and the clear crisp sound of bones shattering.

Elaine unceremoniously threw a heavy hook that knocked Amnak over in an instant.

"It's disgusting."

With a cold snort, the heavy heel of the magnetic boot crushed mercilessly, and what came urgently was a number of ferocious heavy stomping, as if the dull sound of a huge thing falling to the ground kept ringing out, and the ground shattered as if it were overwhelmed.

"Whether it's you, or Him who uses you as a carrier—all are the same disgusting beings."

"Enjoying the sensual stimulation of the fight? You were tired of this level of tens of millions of years ago. ”

"I look like someone who would believe this kind of nonsense?"

As she spoke, feeling the shattering skull beneath her feet, Elaine could hear Amnak's whisper of pleasure distinctly.

Naturally, she wouldn't believe the nonsense of the subspace cults.

What are you kidding, how big are these slaanese demons - she has otherworldly memories that she doesn't know?

It's just that this level of sensory stimulation is probably not even a nail clip for the Dark Lady.

Although she did guess that whether she could leave or not had something to do with Amnak, that didn't mean she had to do what it said.

Isn't it just a big demon, she has killed more big demons.

There's no shortage of this one.

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(End of chapter)