Chapter 168 Storm of Destruction: The Mistress of the Place of Pleasure
"Fight! Kill! Blood!" the crowd shouted, countless low-level demons and mortal cultists gathered together, they surrounded the door of the brothel that had just finished a battle and was full of corpses and blood.
These fanatical spectators surrounded a circular venue, a temporary arena, in which a bull-horned Khorne demon walked into the scene with a sword, "Turn me in!"
He shouted and raised his sword, and his blade pointed at "Victor" Ragnar. The warrior in red armor raised his head, he pulled out the chain saw axe from the body of a challenger, and the roaring saw teeth continued to spray blood that seeped into it.
"Kill him! Blood for the blood god!" The demons around shouted, they waved their weapons and cheered loudly, like a group of green-skinned boys watching a big guy fight, well, in fact, it might be true.
Ragnar stood in the arena. He had killed several challengers, and this was the next challenge for the "new Khorne champion". Kill him to seize the Khorne demon warrior recognized by Khorne.
The bull-horned demon rushed towards Ragnar, swung his sword and chopped at Ragnar's forehead. The latter shouted and stepped forward. The axe blade hit his sword head-on and knocked his sword away. Then he punched the demon warrior on the nose bridge, and the man roared and retreated repeatedly.
Ragnar strode forward and chopped his head with an axe. The demon's head was instantly split open by the chain saw axe, and the brain was sprayed out with thick blood. The warrior fell to the ground with a bang. Only the winner Ragnar stood in the center of the arena, holding up the chain saw axe and roaring in victory.
"Ragnarson! Ragnarson! Ragnarson!" The surrounding Khorne demons shouted excitedly. The red demons and strong cultists waved various violent weapons, and bursts of cheers burst out around.
"Who's next? Who wants to challenge me?!" Ragnar opened his arms and shouted, and the demons around him immediately cheered. Soon, the next Khorne demon squeezed out of the crowd and entered the scene with a knife.
"I'm coming! For the glory of the Blood God!" He shouted and rushed towards Ragna, who also rushed up with a battle axe and howled, and then there was another burst of blood.
"Blood God! Blood God! Blood God!" There was another round of shouting.
Lancelot stood aside and held his forehead in silence. He was surrounded by a large group of Khorne demons who had seen the previous battle and witnessed Khorne himself praising Ragna. They were as excited as a group of green-skinned boys to challenge Ragna.
So far, five or six have died, and it seems that this will continue.
Vito stood on the steps. He stood on the steps like a waterfall of blood and looked at the arena. He rubbed his chin and looked at the two sides fighting with a strange expression.
"This scene, this feeling, is this considered heresy? No, I brought them here, so I am the big heretic?" Just as Vito was thinking about whether he, as an inquisitor, had seriously violated the rules of the Inquisition and was infinitely close to being a traitor and heretic, Lilith came down.
"Ah, so cool." Lilith moaned softly as she walked up the stairs. Blood dripped from her long claws and her arms were also covered with blood. Her boots stepped down from the steps where blood flowed like a waterfall, and she walked towards Vito step by step.
The latter looked at her at the end of the stairs, then turned his head to look at the mess here, "It must be very difficult to clean up. I guess we have to close the door today?"
"Haha, no need, this is the daily activity here." Lilith smiled as she watched the blood gushing out of the arena. Ragnar won again and was receiving the cheers of the audience in the center. Soon the next challenger would enter.
Vito sighed and looked at the fallen Khorne demon on the stairs. "It's okay. Just throw a smoke bomb. It looks like the Khorne believers are fighting for honor."
"Yeah, and it just happens to let the whole city know that we are here, and then start the next plan." Lilith smiled evilly, then turned her head, and Vito also looked in the direction of her vision.
Vito's eyes looked up along the stairs, where a beautiful succubus came down. She was wearing a revealing skirt and holding a long scimitar in her hand. The blade was dripping with blood.
The beautiful succubus stopped on the stairs a few steps away. She saluted Lilith, "Ms. Helena is waiting for you, Queen." "Very good."
Lilith said, holding Vito's arm and walked up. Vito looked back at Ragnar and the others, and saw a large amount of blood spraying across his vision at first glance.
"Let them stay here. They are not really needed inside." Lilith said with a smile. She took Vito's arm and walked up the stairs. They walked past the beautiful succubus. Vito looked at her and stepped aside to salute. The succubi with weapons at the top of the stairs also saluted Lilith.
"Have you told them who you are?" Vito asked. Lilith smiled pleasantly and curled her white hair with her fingers. "No need. I am their queen. They can see who is their queen."
They walked into the door. It didn't seem to be affected by the accident outside. Except for the blood at the door, everything here was immersed in the magic of Slaanesh.
The guests were reveling in the private rooms and booths. They used all kinds of crazy means to entertain themselves. The collision of flesh and the indulgence of endless desires, the seven deadly sins got the most perfect front and release here.
Each layer, each layer here represents a desire, just like the seven rings of Slaanesh, which are arranged from the deepest desires in the heart, those craziest desires.
It is difficult for humans to imagine their entertainment methods, crazy and irrational methods.
And the beautiful succubi stay with them, and when they are reveling, they lose their rationality and immerse themselves in desires to absorb their souls. When the succubi play with them, they suck those souls and spirits out of their five senses little by little. The succubi devour those souls and devour them little by little.
The sweet laughter of the succubi echoes everywhere, and that laughter is beautiful but chilling.
These people will probably be happy to enjoy until death, after all, they can't feel any pain at all, and they are heading towards destruction in endless joy and happiness, and are drained by those succubi little by little.
Now he knows why many people can come in, but few can get out. This is not playing with money at all, but playing with life.
Vito turned his head and suddenly saw a drunk man in front of him. He approached with a silly smile on his face. He looked like he was high and leaned directly towards Lilith.
"Play with me, I'll give you 30 or 50 soul stones to buy you." He said with a silly smile, "Let this idiot go, you come with me today."
Lilith walked over with a smile, her slender fingers gently stroked the man's neck, a small scarlet blood line emerged from his neck, and then quickly tore and expanded to spray out blood.
He instantly collapsed to the ground powerlessly, and Lilith continued to move forward like a completely different person. Vito looked at the guy who fell at his feet, with blood gushing out of his throat, but still with an obsessed smile on his face, his blood spread all over the ground.
Several succubi who were snickering came up from the side and dragged the man who fell in the pool of blood away. His body stretched the blood like a mop, leaving a scarlet blood line on the gorgeous floor.
Vito looked around the space. He followed Lilith through the Hall of Desire, passing through the long corridors and the misty colonnades. The space here seemed very distorted, and the inside was much larger than it looked from the outside.
After walking for an unknown period of time, Vito arrived at the final destination. It was a gorgeous door with countless exquisite reliefs and patterns carved on the door leaf, and its style was very rare. Ancient Greek style?
Vito looked at the door, his eyes passing through the patterns, while Lilith walked to the door and gently placed her fingers on the door.
"About this. Helena, do you know her?" Vito asked, and Lilith smiled and turned to look at Vito, "Of course I know her, after all, she is my daughter."
"Our daughter."