Since the destruction of the Ancient Elven Empire, the remnants of the Elven who survived from the mouth of Slaanesh are mainly divided into the following parts:

1. Foreseeing the imminent end of the world before Slaanesh was born, he escaped from the core of the empire on the Ark World Ship in advance and wandered in the galaxy.

2. The reason for the degeneration of the spirit race is attributed to the 'technology makes people lazy', so they give up all advanced technology, live on a remote planet and return to the primitive society, and live on farming and nomadism.

3. Living in the port city of 'Comoros' in the network, the 'dark spirits' who survived the predation of Slaanesh and still continue the various depravity and debauchery of the ancient spirit empire.

The Ark Spirits protect their souls from being devoured by Slaanesh through the infinite loops and soul stones in the Ark World Ship; The savage spirits stifled the possibility of degeneration through a lonely life with low desires; …… The dark spirits are the only ones who are still pursuing sadistic and indulgent sensual stimulation through various radical means, sinking deeper and deeper into the abyss of hedonistic depravity.

From this point of view, the Dark Elves are the most legitimate successors of the Elder Elves Empire, and they are also the closest beings to Slaanesh.

In order to eliminate their connection with the subspace as much as possible and avoid being noticed by Slaanesh, the Dark Elves banned all psionic energy, and it was strictly forbidden to use all psionic technology products left over from the Archaic Elven Empire in Comoros - they did not have the silence and determination of the Barbarian Elves, nor the self-discipline and temperance of the Ark Elves, once the Dark Elves were targeted by Slaanesh, the end would only be death and eternal torment.

The Dark Elves would hunt and kill people of any race and sacrifice them to Slaanesh so that their souls would not be consumed by Slaanesh. At the same time, the dark spirits themselves will 'drink' a large number of tormented and painful souls to delay the aging of their souls.

So 10,000 years have passed in a hurry, and today, the dark spirit race's psionic talent has degraded to the point where they have almost forgotten that they are a psionic race.

And now, deep in the silent underground streets of Klentarina, Russell meets a female dark spirit with keen psionic powers, Eponin.

"With such a reckless use of psionic power, isn't she afraid of being eaten by Slaanesh?" Russell was a little confused.

True, he had time to wonder. Although Ryvatien is now being held to her neck with a knife under Ebonin's ass, Russell is not worried about her life. Because Révatien is not alone.

Almost in perfect sync with Epbonin's action as she pounced on Revatian, another figure too fast to catch the naked eye flashed through the shadows, her sister ...... Well, I don't know if it's my sister or my sister, but Ryvatian's twin sister sprang out of the shadows, and Ravagaren stabbed a short spear of spirit bone into Epbonin's heart with lightning speed.

It was less than a second before the blade of the arm pierced the throat.

Eppenin didn't have long eyes on her back, but with her keen psionic powers she gave up on killing Ryvatien just as she was about to be backstabbed, and the figure in the silk cloak jumped in front of Russell, avoiding the short spear that should have pierced her heart.

With one hand on the ground, her legs wide open and ready to jump, she looked back vigilantly, and the voyeur she had subdued had stood up again.

Revation stooped and pulled out the bone spear that had been picked up by Ebonin, and walked with Reva Galen with a graceful step similar to a catwalk.

The two sisters have exactly the same body and posture, and their movements are completely synchronized, obviously two people are walking, but only one footstep can be heard. Even the breath of the soul is rarely felt through spiritual sense...... If it weren't for the fact that he had almost been impaled in the heart by Revagalen, Abonin would have even wondered who had placed a huge mirror on the observatory.

Click, click, Rheva Garen and Ravatien are getting closer and closer.

"Twins, twins are very rare among the dark spirits, they are unique. And the armor on their bodies is well-made and has the effect of conducting psionic energy, which is not the equipment style that the Barbarian Spirit Clan would use. Harlequin is even more impossible...... So is it the Ark Spirits? Why is the Ark Spirit here, and have our plans been leaked? Or ......"

Thanks to the developed nervous system, the speed of thinking of the spirit race generally ranges from hundreds to thousands of times faster than that of humans, and just these few steps are enough to make Epbonin think of many things.

She could notice that the Governor of Banhardt's shock and confusion at the appearance of the Eldar twins, the subtle emotions that were inadvertently revealed subconsciously were not disguised, and Ebonin could be sure that Banhardt knew nothing about it.

But Russell ...... Eppenin glanced behind him out of the corner of his eye and saw Russell smiling at her.

"It's him!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Eppenin turned and pounced on the unsuspecting Russell.

The Spirit Race is the creation of the ancient saints, the culmination of genetic engineering and soul engineering, and the closest to perfect organism race. The forbidden army created by the emperor with a huge amount of energy and resources can suppress the reaction speed to less than 0.01 milliseconds, and the Spirit Race was born with such speed!

Ebonin leaned forward and lunged at Russell, the top warrior even among the spirits, tossing and swinging her arm blade faster than a human could think.

Impeccable attack angles, no time to react. With such a tricky offensive, how could Russell resist, and how could he, with a mortal body, have the strength to resist?

But whoa—

With a dulled illusory gunshot, Aibonin's body suddenly stiffened when he jumped into the air, and a sharp pain spread rapidly from his left shoulder blade, followed by paralysis and disconsciousness.

Eppenin collapsed to the ground before his arm blade sliced through Russell's handsome little white face.

In her final moments, Eponin looked back to see that Revagaren and Revatien were still walking towards her, but at some point they had an extra strange firearm made of twisted bones, flesh, and chitin shells.

The moment Eponin turned his target to Russell and turned for him, Revatien pulled out his gun and gave her a shot from behind.

"My subordinates don't need to jump on the tip of their knives all day long like the dark spirits to find excitement to satisfy themselves, why do you preconceive that they only have cold weapons on them." Russell smiled and crouched next to the head of Eponin, who had fallen to the ground, and his tone was playful.

While speaking, Revagalon and Revatian came to Russell's side, knelt down on one knee respectfully with the biological firearm in their hands, and said in a low voice: "Master, the principle of the 'Sniper Spirit Bone Gun' firing neurotoxin stinger is psionic traction and magnetic field propulsion, and it does not use gunpowder to fire or produce high temperatures, so it should also be classified as a cold weapon in the strict sense. ”

A long-range cold weapon like a bow and crossbow.

"......" Russell was silent.

"Didn't Colonia teach you not to tear down the leader when he feels good?" Russell asked, "You don't have emotional intelligence?" ”

"What's that?" The two sisters looked at each other in confusion, then looked up at Russell together.

What a simple girl...... I don't think I can do anything but kill people.

Russell suddenly felt guilty about bullying mentally retarded children.

“…… It's nothing. Russell sighed and lowered his head, grabbed Ebonin's shoulders with both hands, and flipped her body over as she lay on the ground.

Eponin's body was completely paralyzed by the neurotoxin, and his consciousness was scattered, but he was not completely unconscious. I saw that the white curtain covering her face was connected to the hood, and it was blown slightly undulating by the rapid breathing, I don't know if it was an optical illusion, the black ring with a gap on the curtain seemed to be slowly rotating with the ups and downs of the carrier.

"Psionic dark spirits, weird ring signs......" Russell pondered these two particularly glaring doubts.

Does this have anything to do with Slaanesh's furious rant in subspace not long ago?

(End of chapter)