"Oh, your heavy boots... It's really addictive..."

"It seems that your ill will towards us is indeed not false - even the territory of the Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Transformations has to be reduced to a sea of corpses and blood, and such a delicate keeper of secrets... Whew, whew... I'm afraid you'll easily break your body into pieces..."

Boom! Boom! Boom!

With Elaine's relentless stomping, the sound of crisp bones and sticky flesh was endless.

It was clearly a tragic situation of flesh and blood, but Amnak's ecstasy gasp kept sounding.

"But... If we continue to enjoy it, I am afraid that our lord's command will be delayed. ”

Suddenly, as Amnak's voice grew gloomy, Elaine's almost abusive crushing was abruptly stopped.

It was Amnak's four arms that barely held back the heavy momentum of her magnetic boots' fall, and judging by the trembling spasmodic muscles, I am afraid that the stop at this time will not last long.

Feeling the unprecedented resistance beneath her feet, Elaine simply looked down indifferently at Amnak's almost crushed head.

"I don't think my coming to Comoros will be an accident. Whether my children are here, or your demon world is here, I feel indescribably disgusted. ”

"Oh, you guessed it... That's true. While it's a bit surprising that you didn't slaughter all of our Lord's desserts, overall... I want to thank you for your dedication, Miss Elaine. ”

The deformation, the burst, and the greasy flesh of his cheeks had been torn apart, and the terrible scars on his body that were enough to kill him for the sake of ordinary people, seemed to be as easy as some minor injuries that seemed to be inconsequential on Amnak's body.

"When you were born, our Lord knew that there was [knowledge] about you. … Of course, the others are aware of that knowledge, including your father, and you must have known this for a long time, so I won't go into too much detail. ”

"And the reason we're here is, of course, to prepare afternoon tea for the Dark Lady – whether it's the brownies lingering in the city, or the puffs hidden in the ark, or the wafers sheltered by the theater troupe."

"Although my lord already knows that there are indeed some desserts in the depths of the network, it is really not [funny] to take out a doughnut in the water tank at great length, not to mention... It does take a lot of energy to hunt down those delicacies. ”

"So, He sees your blood connection to those warriors."

"As long as this connection across time and space remains strong, it can be used as a bridge to the depths of the network... It also opened up a way for us to take out the desserts after the meal. ”

Amnak said softly, its nearly cracked eyeballs looking up at the words—in the sky of this planet, the Net-State that was falling.

At this moment, all kinds of Slaanesh demons roam the Comoros, roaming like an amusement park.

It's just that the items and tickets to play are naturally the [souls] of those dark spirit clans.

Hearing this, Elaine knew that she had been speared by these demons of Slaanesh.

Even his face grew more and more indifferent, and the pressure of the boots hummed and exerted heavier and heavier pressure, and Amnak's limbs, which were barely holding the boots, were forced to twist and deform inch by inch.

It's no secret that she's a memory that will reveal the future.

Compared to these evil gods who roam freely in the long river of time, no information can be hidden, even sealed in the bottom of their hearts will be arbitrarily excavated, if they want to use, transform, distort, destroy a person, or even just a little push can do it. Whether his presence is noble or not, whether his sanity is unyielding or not, in the face of this irresistible force, it may be a luxury to remain sober.

This is true of the wolf shepherd god who has been given supreme sustenance by the lord of mankind, and so is the proud and conceited King of Prospero, not to mention herself, in this era when chaos has not yet invaded reality on a large scale, she can meet a great demon and legion in two or three steps, and if they start a great rebellion that will sweep the galaxy, she can't even imagine what kind of enemy she will face next.

Although Elaine is fighting against the intrusion of subspace with her own efforts, the wanton actions of these evil gods have indeed interrupted her various plans frequently.

The arrogance displayed by the slaarous demon in front of him is the greatest humiliation of his own struggle against subspace.

The buzzing magnetic boots had crushed Amnak's limbs to the ground, and the heavy heels had once again crushed his shattered skull.

If it had just stepped down like this, it would have been banished back to the subspace like the many demons it had slaughtered.

But, what's the use?

Like many of its frivolous words, unlike the Tzeentch demons who have been feared by themselves, it can both truly get sensory stimulation from its own violence, and at the same time show this stubborn attitude of wanton use of itself.

Elaine knew that it would be desperate to fight subspace with manpower.

As for themselves, they had just broken free from the shackles of the blood god, and many intrusions from Tzeentch and Slaanesh followed, and it was extremely difficult to even try to fulfill their duties as primordials and lead the legion back to the Great Expedition, not to mention that they had already watched as if they were toys.

Although her resolute spirit to fight against the subspace never wavered, being so ridiculed by a small Slaanesh Demon still gave birth to some indescribable emotions in her heart.

Tiredness, laziness, longing for indulgence and depravity, as if these qualities were already hidden in one's body... It's all the same.

And at this moment, the almost completely crushed head under her feet slowly let out a coquettish whisper.

"Don't resist, dear."

"I know what you have in your heart..."

"My Lord gave you the supreme gift when you were born, but unfortunately the Blood God's thirst for you is too great for him to awaken what lies within you."

"It's just—no need to worry... You will join us, you will start that strife with your own hands..."

"He who plays with fate will be played by fate... This is what the servants of the Lord of Change know. ”

"Keep going—resist, struggle..."

"He'll be more excited, He'll be more violent......"

"Until you truly become one of us."

Click.

Burst skull.

……

……

When I write Sister S, I always want to get some G

The grass came up only to find that the chapter name had been forgotten to change.,This chapter should have been 107.

Forget it, the next chapter 108 will be fine

In this way, the holy number of Slaanesh is 6, and there is a providence in the underworld

(End of chapter)