Chapter 625 74 Conrad's Half Day

Chapter 625 74. Konrad's Half Day

[Comoros]

[Cheers to the stupid and kind. ]

Konrad Curze said so.

The Primarch raised the wine glass playfully, and the bloody liquid in the glass sparkled with the jewelry chain wrapped around it.

Beside the single sofa where the Primarch was lying, the other Dark Eldars raised their glasses one after another, and they spoke words of respect or contempt for the Hades, and then drank the wine in the glass.

Curze glanced at the arena at his feet casually. As usual, the soulless who was stabbed into the berserker device by the slave owner was panting, and on the other side, the little lion he had just caught was whipped into the arena.

In order to be evenly matched, the Fallen Angel was half-unarmored by the Dark Eldar, and the wounds were tied up and bandaged with brambles and leather soaked in potions.

"To the dull and kind."

The sound of combat boots hitting the ground rang out, and Curze casually turned his cup. The Eldar pursued extreme agility, so the footsteps of their men were also particularly light - not the heavy sound of the heels of Space Marine boots hitting the ground.

Flasco, the Archon of the Shaved Flesh and Blood Skulls Conspiracy, came over. Unlike his violent appearance, he held his wine glass flatteringly.

"How are you doing recently?"

[Fair enough,] Curze looked away and fiddled with the pearl bracelet on his wrist with his hands boredly, [What? Have you finished the last dessert? ]

"Thank you for the gift of the upstart."

As if recalling something, Frasco licked his cracked lips, and a veil of illusions that were far more delicious than blood enveloped his senses.

"But..." His eyes were bright, "You know, it's not this."

[You disliked the last trip to Terra because you used your people? ]

Curze chuckled. The Shaved Flesh and Blood Skulls Conspiracy was good at air combat, so the emperor "borrowed" some people.

"No, no, no, no, how could it be? This is what we are looking forward to."

Flasco laughed, "But I heard a little rumor... The Foolish One has woken up?"

Koz raised his glass, the wine reflected his face, why even Comoros was spreading the news that the guy had woken up? In this way, Mortarion's vigilance was not without reason.

[So what? ]

Koz's ending tone was raised, [You are not from the Unholy Cult, Flasco. ]

"I just want to ask if the upstart needs help?"

Flasco smiled, and the dark Eldar glanced at the gathering of the Eldar, as if he meant something.

Koz laughed sarcastically, it seemed that this half-born son who took the initiative to find him still wanted to continue to climb up.

[He...] Koz said slowly, [He has been competing with the false emperor recently, and you have nothing to do with it. ]

"So... The Foolish One..."

[What? ] Koz asked, [You also believed the words of that bunch of confused Eldar? Let me think, are you the one who avoids the world and takes the initiative to shut down the prayers for the stupid, or are you the one who strives for it and wants it to cooperate with you? 】

Hades has awakened. In this Commorra where Hades towers are everywhere, this is not a small news. Some dark elves are terrified. They are worried that the stolen power will be taken back, or that the real owner will come to the door.

Some dark elves are ready to make a move. Since Hades has awakened, they may try to win over this god.

The mainstream idea of ​​the Unholy Hades Cult is to let Hades fall into a deep sleep again. Coze's view on this is a pipe dream. These dark elves probably think so too, so apart from abusing a few more soulless people, they have not taken any substantial action.

Flasco was stunned, and the iron chain around the archon's waist rustled, "No, King of Midnight, you misunderstood-we just hope to see if we can do something... to seek His grace."

[He has just been busy recently,] Coze turned his head, and the painful roar in the arena floated up, and the Primarch took a sip of wine.

[It has nothing to do with you after it wakes up,] Curze waved his hand, [It has been dragged down by the quagmire of the human empire - the song and dance of Comoros has been playing for ten thousand years, and it will continue to play ten thousand years later. ]

[But...]

Curze reached out and took a pearl from the white and shining pearl necklace. The Eldar Archon's eyes immediately lit up. The new noble things from the Primarch are always the most desirable for them.

Ten thousand years ago, the new noble took a little bit of the power of Slaanesh. The emperor learned very well how to make these corrupt guys crazy, but he is not like Slaanesh, and he himself does not covet the souls of the dark eldar.

No dark eldar can refuse the power of the new noble, the sweet power and desire. Among the high-level people, the new noble is more welcomed. His power can infinitely amplify the pleasure of power.

[I understand what you mean, he will receive your heart. 】

Flasco approached greedily. He had already smelled the wonderful scent that made his blood vessels twitch, so he didn't make any displeased sounds even when the Primarch pulled her over roughly and directly stabbed the round ball into his throat.

Coze wiped his bloody hands on the collar of Flasco with disdain. At this time, the Archon no longer paid attention to any etiquette. The Eldar nodded to Coze apologetically with the last bit of reason, twitched back a few steps, and swarmed into its pile of slaves.

Screams and joy sounded together.

The pearl chain on Coze's hand grew again. The Primarch poured another glass and calmly listened to the Archon's joy, the slaves' screams, and the roar of the fallen angel who killed his best friend in the arena.

This is the City of Sin. With a very bad taste, the emperor placed this chess piece here.

Here, the Dark Eldar abused other creatures, and out of Conrad's sense of judgment, Conrad abused the Dark Eldar, he judged them - but they got pleasure, gained meaning, and treated him as a guest of honor.

He was the only one left, bored and unable to struggle, watching the hell.

As an extension of the Emperor's will, Curze took deep roots in Comoros, participated in the establishment of the Cult of the Underworld, the transformation of Comoros, the intrigues between various conspiracies... poured the Emperor's lust medicine into the rivers of Comoros, and injected it into the veins of every Dark Eldar.

The Dark Eldars were willing to fall into desire, so the Emperor treated them with His best desires, devoured them, and controlled them.

Those in high positions, holding treasures and gold, were all stained with original sin.

Create a beautiful dreamland for them - until they wake up, chaos comes, and darkness sews the world.

In the meantime, Conrad is responsible for maintaining the stability of Comoros, paralyzing the senses of the Dark Eldar, and... hunting down the lions hiding in Comoros.

Thousands of years ago, the lion hid in the webway with the Tuchucha engine, but the Lion still did not give up the genetic technology given to him by the Lord of Mankind. So the lion came to Comoros and tried in vain to use the technology of the Dark Eldar to restore the technology contaminated by Caliban.

In vain.

In the midst of the noise, Curze laughed. He was Malcador's dog... and wasn't the lion also the Lord of Mankind's dog?