"You don't feel cold, you feel lonely."

The giant tortoise that carried the temple and Qin Mo spoke again.

This sentence can be regarded as reaching Qin Mo's heart, and he immediately nodded and admitted.

Qin Mo has always been a person who is afraid of loneliness.

In the case of the giant project of transforming Tyrone One into an ideal city, the stone man who undertook the project did not understand why the creator required that a television be placed in every cubicle in the research facility, and that he could go to the entertainment area if he wanted to be entertained.

But the stone man obediently obeyed, and put on the TV in the large and small rooms in the research facility.

When Qin Mo was conducting research in the research facility, he would turn on the TV and listen to the sound coming from the TV to do research, which would make him feel less lonely.

Of course, there are media equipment in the Tyrone Star Region that can replace TV, but Qin Mo just wants TV.

Because that's how I spent my loneliness in my previous life...... On the night of the Chinese New Year, he was alone, he turned on the computer to play games and listened to the sound coming from the TV, and he felt that his home had become lively.

"I wish Vic hadn't died." Qin Mo said.

"Vic? A companion who entered the subspace with you? ”

Qin Mo didn't answer the giant whale's question, staring at the flames in silence.

He now wished that Vic hadn't died in Slaanesh's bedchamber.

I hope that the demon who has no division of chaos is not dead from the demon who should be his enemy, and who should have doubted and framed each other.

Because there can still be a talking demon.

"I noticed that you came out of the Demon Realm of Slaanesh, and did you seek lust and riches like those before you?"

"No, I'm here for revenge."

"Seeking revenge?"

"Yes."

Qin Mo told the giant tortoise about his plans.

When he entered the subspace, Qin Mo was already angry at the torture of the souls of the departed souls, and he had always accepted the status quo easily, so he immediately realized that he could not leave the subspace and might be crushed by the subspace, so he chose to die a heroic death.

Enter the Slaanesh Demon Realm and slay the demons, either kill the demons or be killed by the demons.

But Slaanesh didn't know what to do, and was not in the dormitory.

After listening to Qin Mo's thoughts, the giant whale sighed: "This is really a crazy idea, why would there be mortal beings to challenge the gods in the supreme heaven?" You're madder than a slave of the Blood God...... You...... How dare you? ”

"The so-called puppet is angry." Qin Mo's face showed a fierce expression, "When you are desperate and fall into a desperate situation, you will draw your sword and attack the stronger, kill or be killed, and never compromise!" ”

The giant whale was silent for a moment, and then asked, "Do you need me to take you to the realm of the Blood God, it should like you quite a bit." ”

"No, I said I was just here for a break." Qin Mo shook his head, "I will still return to the Demon Domain of Slaanesh, kill it again and again, kill it again and again, and humiliate Slaanesh in this way until it has to return to its own Demon Domain and fight with me." ”

After hearing this, the giant tortoise was silent for a while, and finally sighed: "It is already the ultimate humiliation for you to be able to enter the demon realm and then kill it, the other dark gods will always use this matter to ridicule the dark prince, and even your actions may brand the kingdom of the dark prince with a fragile concept, and the demon armies of the other dark gods will be overwhelmed in the kingdom of the dark prince." ”

Qin Mo took out the Spirit Clan Sword that he had taken from the Slaanesh Dormitory behind his back and stuck it on the floor of the temple.

He felt that the whale was right, and this was the ultimate humiliation.

But it's not enough.

Qin Mo stared at the long sword in front of him, he couldn't tell what kind of sword it was at first, but now that he had time to think about it carefully, it was probably the sword of the old woman of the Spirit Clan.

The fifth sword of the old woman coveted by the Reaper Army.

Legend has it that one of the gods of the Spirit Clan, Jasmine Haig, had five phalanges forged into five long swords, and the Reaper Army only needed to collect five old women's swords to let the Reaper come into the world to kill Slaanesh, and the Reaper Army had already collected four, and now there was still the last one.

But they probably won't be able to get this fifth old woman's sword, because Qin Mo can't leave the subspace and take it out.

However, a sword that can kill Slaanesh must have its own peculiarities, and even if it cannot kill Slaanesh, it can still provide assistance in battle.

When Qin Mo's hand rested on this old woman's sword, he could feel that the sword body resonated with himself.

The special effects of the Spirit Clan's weapons are mostly related to the soul, how can they resonate with a soulless star god...... Qin Mo didn't think of himself as soulless now, otherwise he wouldn't be able to explain that he could exist in the subspace for so long and still be able to talk to the entities in the subspace.

When Qin Mo resonated with the old woman's sword, he could feel the effect of this sword - helping the user to grab more power from the soul.

"Send me back to the Slaanesh Domain." Qin Mo got up and put the scepter behind him, pulled out the chainsaw sword at his waist with his left hand, and pulled out the old woman's sword on the ground with his right hand.

At this time, a black crystal condensed in front of Qin Mo, releasing a black light curtain to envelop Qin Mo.

"You can go where you want to go with this crystal and come back again." "I wish you could slay more demons, for the well-meaning entities in the subspace are infested and slaughtered all the time. ”

Qin Mo nodded, thinking about where he was going, and immediately disappeared into the temple.

……

The entrance to the Slaanesh Domain.

The mighty Tzeentch Demon Army lined up on the plain, and several Demon Lords stood in front of the army with scepters in hand.

Directly opposite the Tzeentch Demon Army was the Slaanesh Demon Army, and the total number of demons on both sides combined was nearly a million.

Leading the Demon Lord of All Transformations is the great demon under the command of Tzeentch, Carlos the Weaver.

And standing alone in front of the Demons of Slain and facing the Tzeentch Demon Army is Charasie, who is known as the Demon Calamity.

"The Lord of Change has brought about the cooperation of the dark gods." Charasie walked in front of the formation, striking his shield with his spear with each step, "We are still fighting each other, but no Demon Lord has led an army to start a war since the cooperation, are you demolishing your master's platform or are you ordered by it to come and end the cooperation?" ”

"Of course it's on my master's orders, otherwise I'd not bother to come." Carlos said, "I'm here to tear things down, you know, the Lord of Change loves change. ”

Charasie stopped, his spear on the ground: "Which head is telling the truth?" ”

"This." Carlos' arms were pointed at his two heads.

Charasie's eyes narrowed, feeling like she was being provoked.

"I just want to take someone who the Lord of Change asked me to take."

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and start the war!"

Carlos uttered two contradictory words.

But Charasie can now guess which one is true.

Considering that there was a bastard who infiltrated the Demon Domain just now to wreak havoc, and did a low-quality thing in the Dark Prince's dormitory, and the Dark Prince has not returned...... Charasi thought for a moment, then turned back and nodded to a great demon.

A Slaanesh Demon who was bound in chains was brought forward, it was still a Slaanesh Demon just now, but now it turned blue again, it was the Spirit of Change.

"Take it and fuck off, or I'll wipe you all out!" Charassi raised her spear and rested it on the Changeling's neck.

"It doesn't matter if it's dead or not." Carlos' truth-telling head sounded.

Ignoring the clamor of another lying head, Charasie asked Carlos, "You didn't come for it, but for whom?" ”

"Don't play dumb." Carlos swung his scepter, and a storm of psionic energy converged over the plains.

Carlos is the Riddler of Riddlers.

Charasi didn't know why the Tzeentch Demon had come from this trip, and the two sides were tense, and their respective demon armies had already advanced forward.

At this time, a black pillar of light fell from the sky and landed in the middle of the two demon armies.

The pillar of light turned into a black light, and a man wearing power armor, holding dual swords, and carrying a scepter appeared in the sight of the demons.

(End of chapter)