Chapter 248 The Primarch Rises: The Game Begins

Purple lightning flashed across the ghostly sky, and bright arcs illuminated the sky full of strange stars. Countless stars looked like pairs of eyes. Those eyes hung high in the sky, overlooking this land that did not belong. The land of any physical universe.

Barren land but not barren, this sentence is not a sick sentence or I am talking nonsense, it is a simple adjective.

The dry land is full of cracks, dry river beds and broken building debris scattered on the land. The beautiful buildings in the past have long since fallen apart. Now only the broken walls and ruins are left standing in the world. The blazing wind blows from the turtles. It blew across the cracked earth, as if the vitality of this land had disappeared tens of thousands of years ago.

But that's not the case, because there are still lives growing in this desolate wilderness, although those lives are by no means the lives you and I understand.

Countless ghostly plants rise up from the ground, with thorns and moving tentacles dancing in the air. The hanging murderous weeping willows have vicissitudes of life hanging on their hooks. Next to these plants that cannot be found in any biological illustrations, there are huge... A huge hard-shell object that looked like a purse rose from the ground, and the cracked structure in the center that looked like a bird's beak kept opening and closing.

Sick purple pus flowed from these strange trees, and purple water surged from under the tangled vines. The strange purple water surged up due to the impact, and the splashing water splashed on the people beside the big tree.

He was sitting under the weird big tree, his lifeless eyes expressionless, as if his whole person had been drained of his soul. The vines that had fallen from the treetops were crawling on his crazy smiling face. He walked into death in this almost crazy joy, leaving only this empty body sitting paralyzed in the forest.

The wriggling vines slid along his chest. The slender tentacle-like branch suddenly stopped. After it touched the claws that lightly scratched the man's chest, it suddenly shrank and retreated. The entire part of the man's chest All the tentacles retracted, as if they were afraid of the owner of the sharp claws.

The slender silver claws gently scratched the man's chest, like a gentle caress, but as the claws were raised on the side of the man's chest, five horrifying wounds instantly bloomed on the flesh.

Part of the blood flowed onto her paws. The woman retracted her paws and looked at the blood in her hands jokingly. She smiled and gently shook the blood away, letting it splash onto the dry land aside. The moment the blood fell to the ground, there was A sapling grew.

Helena's small succubus tail was swinging close to the ground. She gently jumped onto a fallen tree on the purple creek. She walked through the tree with light steps, and the rushing river water was rushing under her body. Breathing, the purple fluorescent light shining from the water surface cast a layer of purple sand-like halo on the perfect leg curve.

Helena fell lightly at the other end of the tree. She walked forward through the long path in the forest with her hands behind her back. The stone paths engraved with the ancient Eldar fragmented runes extended towards the end of the forest, and Helena walked on These little gravel roads.

She walked through this ghostly forest like an afternoon walk. The laughter and screams that echoed in the forest from time to time around her had no effect on her, and the dense bones lying in the forest could not attract her attention at all.

In this way, she crossed the forest path and came to the edge of the forest. Helena raised her paws to lift a vine in front of her. She looked at the end of the path, a ruined temple building in the forest. The temple Built in a majestic mountain range, there is an overturned ancient city building in front of the long stairs in front of the mountain gate.

Helena shook off the vines and walked towards the city. She walked from the edge of the city that had long become ruins. The crumbling gorgeous buildings around her were like a tomb. It was the silent tomb of the entire civilization, representing the fall of a once prosperous civilization.

Helena walked through the street. She curiously looked at the collapsed statues around her. Most of them had only their incomplete bodies standing on the base. Only a few of them were still preserved and could be seen clearly. face, the face of the Eldar.

A waiter wearing purple armor was waiting on the stairs leading to the temple at the end of the city. He stood on the stairs, his long silver hair hanging down from his slightly thin face, and his hair followed the waves in the air. Hot wind flew on the auxiliary arms behind him, flying on those cruel auxiliary arms with countless medical syringes, scalpels and cutters.

"Ah, Miss Helena, it's an honor for you to visit." The man said with a smile, and Helena stepped onto the long purple-white staircase at the end of the stairs. She raised her head and looked with her purple eyes. He smiled at the man at the top.

"Fabius, what a surprise, since you are here to greet me." Helena smiled charmingly, and the light gauze skirt on her body rose with the wind and waves. Fabius lowered his head and glanced at the perfect and beautiful dress. The attractive belly is smiling.

The chief apothecary of the Emperor's Children nodded politely to Helena. He stood at the top of the stairs with one hand behind his back, "Lord Fulgrim sent me to receive you. We remember that you had trouble with Lucius last time. , so I let him leave first.”

Fabius looked at her with a smile that concealed a knife. The arm equipped with God knows what kind of injection liquid floated gently behind him. Fabius raised his left hand and made a circle in front of him, "I hope I can settle in the forest." The new experimental product will not hinder you, Miss Helena."

"No, but it looks like they had a big meal. The forest is full of bones." Helena said and walked to the top of the stairs. She put one hand on her hips and looked at Fabius who was much taller than herself, but just In terms of momentum, Helena is definitely far superior to the chief pharmacist.

"Mother said you have something to do with me?" Helena raised her hand and looked at her fingernails, claws to be precise. She seemed to be treating Fabius completely nonchalantly, but the latter still had a kind smile on his face.

"Did the Phantom Queen tell you who wanted to see you?" "No, she just asked me to come here, and she didn't seem to be in a good mood, so I guess it's not a good thing."

Fabius nodded meaningfully with his hands behind his back, and then showed that spine-chilling smile, "Well, it seems that the Phantom Queen still doesn't like us very much, but I'm glad that she agreed to your coming, Please come with me, he is waiting for you."

After saying that, Fabius turned around and walked into the temple door behind him. Helena rolled her eyes looking at the phoenix flags flying on both sides of the door. She put down her paws and shook the succubus's little tail to follow Fabius. Bius.

They entered the temple built in the mountain. This was once the temple of Kunos, the Eldar god of hunting. When the Eldar empire still existed in the past, this was his temple, and the woodland outside was dedicated to him. hunting grounds, where the Eldar will hold hunting rituals called the Wild Hunt to honor the hunting god.

It started out as a normal hunt for wild beasts, but as the Eldar Empire fell, like most "normal" activities among the Eldar, it became increasingly eccentric, with the Wild Hunt's prey changing from the earliest beasts to humans.

The corrupt Eldar will throw foreign exiles, travelers, and even prisoners of the Eldar themselves into the hunting grounds outside, and then the Eldar hunters will hunt them. This crazy entertainment show like the Hunger Games has replaced In the past, blasphemy replaced piety, arrogance replaced humility, corruption replaced progress, and the Eldar civilization itself also went to destruction in that crazy joy.

Helena followed Fabius and looked around with her hands behind her back. Her eyes scanned the joyful scene around her. The believers of Slaanesh and the purple-armored warriors of the Emperor's Children were having fun and reveling around them. , the burly body moves in every colonnade of the temple, inside and outside every room.

The air was filled with the dust of some kind of hallucinogen. That powerful hallucinogen was used in large quantities. The Emperor's children and their mortal servants were taking these potions everywhere, and crazy smiles and laughter filled the air. Under the dome of the temple, those crazy-looking people walked around talking nonsense, loudly speaking many incomprehensible twisted bytes.

Comfortable plush carpets were spread in the corners and under the dome of the temple. The succubi of Slaanesh lay naked on them. They had crazy physical pleasures with the mortal cultists. Countless orgies filled the air. The smell of sweat and lust is gone, and laughter and dirty words are endless.

Fabius walked in the side colonnade of the temple. It looked much more secluded. The crazy hedonists were active in the hall outside. There were only some scattered carpets and the unconscious pornographic figures lying on them. Crazy believer.

Helena walked past them, looking at these confused guys with a playful expression. Indistinct words were spoken intermittently from their mouths. Those sentences were meaningless and could not even be combined into any complete sentences. words.

The loud laughter in the hall attracted Helena's attention. She turned around and saw that the laughter came from several Emperor's Children standing by the fountain. These proud warriors were holding the Holy Grail and scooping up wine from the fountain pool. Yes. , the fountain sprayed wine from top to bottom, some kind of purple-red wine.

Believe me, you don't want to try it, because the wine is spit out from the mouths of people who have been stripped of their skin and bones, leaving only shriveled skin.

The Emperor's Children laughed and held cups at each other. They laughed even more crazily after drinking the weird wine, leaving only madness in their bloodshot eyes.

Fabius turned to look at Helena who was following behind him and smiled, "How about it? Do you want me to find you a young man? Or do you prefer a little girl?"

"No, Fabius, you don't need to worry about it." Helena turned her head and said, her almost perfect face could not find any flaws even by the standards of the Emperor's Children and Fabius. It was an almost perfect appearance, an extremely beautiful work of perfection.

Fabius looked at the perfect work and nodded in admiration. He sighed, "What a perfect work. I really want to ask your mother for advice on how to give birth to such a perfect existence as you."

"Believe me, you don't want to ask her such a question, and you shouldn't say it in front of me, Fabius." Helena stopped, and Fabius also stopped at the end of the corridor and smiled. Then he looked at Helena, who looked at the pharmacist with her arms folded and a cold face, her sharp claws swinging gently in the air.

Fabius smiled apologetically, and nodded to one side, "Please accept my apology, respected Princess Slaanesh, maybe you still have complaints and anger against me, but we can't let him wait too long, sir. No patience."

"You can reprimand me when you come out. I will wait for you." Fabius smiled politely at the door. Helena frowned at him. She really didn't like this guy at all, unlike Lu Xiu. With such pure, naked arrogance and arrogance, Fabius knew how to disguise himself, using humility and politeness to disguise the appearance, but that made Helena even more disgusted, because he knew what kind of soul was under the skin.

Helena cut her black hair away from her ears and walked past Fabius with graceful steps. The latter nodded and smiled at her respectfully.

Helena walked in from the archway carved with ancient Eldar patterns. Behind the high wall at the end of the temple was a huge space. It was trimmed into some kind of arc-shaped structure, and the towering dome curved upward. , converge into a dome structure at its top center.

Princess Succubus stepped onto the circular platform. She walked across the stone bridge behind the arch. This suspension bridge spanned the bottomless abyss below. The mountain seemed to be dug into some bottomless place. .

Helena stood on the circular platform with her arms akimbo and looked around. Several huge wooden support pillars were carved on the surrounding walls. The arched curved wood was carved with countless murals and patterns. Those pictures described the hunting god's library. The scene of North hunting beast spirits records the life and past of that ancient god.

Helena lowered her head and looked at the statue of Kunos in the center of the disk. The Eldar god with antlers and hooves stood on the stone platform. He held up the spear of the hunting god and was followed by two eagles. They spread their wings and soared over the hunting ground. Surrounding the god, he is hunting a certain prey with him.

Helena suddenly noticed the vibrations on the ground. She turned around and looked at the snake-shaped body coiling up from the bottom of the abyss. The huge and slender being quickly climbed up, and the purple armor hit and rubbed against the wall and sprayed out. Dazzling sparkle.

The huge body appeared all around, like a snake in the atrium with no end in sight. Helena looked at the purple armor and scales around her, and suddenly there was a light laughter behind her.

"Ah, you are still so perfect, without any flaws." The voice said, gently lifting Helena's black hair with one finger, and the other hand slid from one side of Helena's waistline, gently Slide it up that white belly.

"You'd better be smarter, Fulgrim. If mother knows that you touch me again, she will be very angry." Helena said coldly from the corner of her eye, while the purple giant behind her laughed. With his body retracted, his huge body made of a snake-like body stood proudly on the disc ground.

Fulgrim, the third son of the Emperor, stood behind Helena, his long silver hair falling down the outside of the armor like a waterfall, and the silver beams pouring down like the legendary Star Sea Waterfall at the end of the world. A pair of golden wings spread out on both sides of the armor around its neck.

The purple eyes looked at Helena, with an unsettling smile on her pale skin. Fulgrim's four arms slowly unfolded at his side, spreading his arms like a god in the world.

"Welcome to my new palace, my princess, I hope you like this meeting place I have prepared for you." Fulgrim said with a smile, while Helena looked at him with her arms folded indifferently.

"If you are still preparing to please me, then you can give up. You'd better give up those boring thoughts, otherwise you know what the consequences will be if mother gets angry."

Fulgrim smiled slightly, and he suddenly nodded politely to Helena, "Of course, of course, who would want to provoke the Phantom Queen? Of course I didn't call you here because of stupid ideas."

Helena used her peripheral vision to look at the huge snake tails coiled around the dome, walls and round platform. His body seemed to be infinitely long and constantly coiling around, as if it was really the center of the Nordic legend. Like Jörmungandr the snake.

Fulgrim chuckled softly, and he squirmed his body to coil around Helena, "I invited you here to discuss your father's affairs, our beloved Marshal Vito."

"Father? What's wrong with him? Are you suddenly interested in him?" Helena said coldly with her arms folded, while Fulgrim laughed. He suddenly appeared behind Helena and slid slowly, he gently He stroked the short black hair next to Helena's ears, and his fingertips even touched the tips of her sharp ears.

Helena bowed in annoyance and Fulgrim retracted his hand with satisfaction. He walked around Helena and looked sideways at that perfect face, the face that fascinated the perfect son, "I won't touch you. Father, this matter does have something to do with him.”

Fulgrim said as he drove quickly past Helena. The huge snake body rushed past her like a train, and the purple armor and scales rolled up a hurricane amidst the roar.

Helena raised her head and looked at the towering Fulgrim in front of her. With a happy smile on his face, he pulled out the poisonous blade that was close to the back of the giant snake's body. One of his hands held the scabbard and stretched it out in front of him. , with purple snake eyes admiring this perfect thing of his, the fingers of the other hand involuntarily touched the side of the sharp blade.

He looked at the blade, and suddenly his eyes turned to Helena, "Guilliman is awake. My brother finally woke up from his ten thousand years of sleep. The blow I stabbed him ten thousand years ago did not kill him."

"Do you feel sorry?" Helena asked with her hands on her hips. Fulgrim looked at Helena with a smile that was almost crazy. The corners of his mouth were raised high, "Regret? No, no. No, I feel excited that Guilliman will play more enjoyable games with me."

Fulgrim suddenly pulled the blade away from his face, and he suddenly rushed in front of Helena. His face almost hit Helena, but the latter stood completely motionless with her hands clasped in her arms, completely ignoring the oncoming attack. A huge shock wave came.

Fulgrim looked at Helena's purple eyes, seemingly admiring those perfect eyes. He smiled and handed a crown to Helena with his third hand. The latter looked down at the golden ring-shaped crown. The workmanship was exquisite, almost as close to true perfection as Fulgrim's own armor.

"What is this?" Helena asked, looking at the crown, while Fulgrim smiled softly, his purple snake eyes reflecting the carvings and gems on the crown.

"A gift, a gift for my brother, a gift to celebrate his return." Fulgrim handed it to Helena, "Take it to Macragge for me and find a way to wear it for my brother." ”

But the latter did not take it but looked at Fulgrim warily. Helena looked at the smiling face and frowned slightly at the snake eyes, "I'm sure this is not an ordinary "gift", tell I, Fulgrim, why should I do this for you?"

Fulgrim looked at Helena with a smile, a joyful smile on his lips, "That's why it has something to do with your father. Your father was also in Macragge. He revived Guilliman and helped him fight back. The sons of Lorgar and Mortarion."

"Do me a favor, and you can play a pleasant game with your father. Once again, it is a parent-child game between you and your father." Fulgrim said with a smile. He looked at Helena and put the crown on her head with a smile. He handed it to her, who looked at the crown with his hands in his arms and remained silent.

"What do you think? Can you satisfy me?" Fulgrim said, facing the perfect girl in front of him with a hidden smile, "You can play many, many games with him, you just need to help me Put this on for Guilliman, and the rest is yours."

Helena looked at the crown and smiled. She reached out and grabbed the crown and turned it on her finger. "It sounds interesting. Then I'm going to prepare a surprise for my father."

After speaking, Helena walked towards the exit of the temple. Fulgrim turned sideways and crawled on the platform with the body of a giant snake. He slowly stood up and looked at Helena who was walking away with a smile, "What are you going to prepare?" surprise?"

Helena turned her head and glanced at Fulgrim. Her purple eyes sparkled with a charming look, and her smile was even more intoxicating. "I heard that Nurgle invented a plague of tears. I believe that my father will like."

After hearing this, Fulgrim showed a crazy smile again. He laughed and spread his arms, "Perfect, everything is perfect and interesting!"

Fulgrim's tail raised like a whip and shattered the statue of Kunos. The statue of the God of Hunting shattered and disintegrated. The broken head of the God of Hunting fell to the ground, just like the Eldar he represented collapsed and fell. .

And now, human civilization has reached that moment of destiny, and the hour hand of destiny is turning to the new scale.