Chapter 488 Ah, this is what the Dark Eldar civilization should be like!
Sana considers himself a poet of the soul and one of the most fun-seeking people in Comoros.
For thousands of years, he traveled through every area of this dark city, exploring human slaughterhouses, taverns, paradises, arenas and flesh and blood workshops one after another.
Expect to find more fascinating torture devices, delicious tortured souls, and eye-pleasing, blood-soaking competitions or performances.
Then compose painful hymns to sing its praises.
Due to Sana's persistence, rich experience and artistic achievements, he became a famous figure in Comoros.
People readily accept recommendations from soul poets to try new places or services.
For example, try the special transplantation of the Tentacle Flesh Workshop or taste the soul of a new race.
Even the Supreme Overlord is like this.
It is hoped that the Primarch Savior, the descendant of Asurman, will also notice this soul poet and use him as an important propaganda tool:
"Isn't it Comoros's top anchor and store explorer? Hurry up and invite him to the Redemption Satellite Area!"
Soon, an invitation came from a consul who knew Sana.
I hope that the Soul Bard can come and experience the new Dark Eldar paradise in the Satellite of Redemption.
"Is it finally here?"
Sana got off the Devastator spaceship and looked at his long, colorful nails with some boredom.
It was a relic-level work of art, taken from the mummified body of a certain Ancient Spirit Empire noble.
He followed the nobles and other artists into the passage.
Almost all of them were invited, and some nobles came to seek refuge.
Comoros may not be peaceful recently. Under the orders of the Supreme Overlord, the Archons began to cleanse related areas on a large scale and fight each other.
These nobles were afraid that they would be implicated or plotted in this chaos, so they simply took the opportunity to run to the border area.
Prepare to go back after the chaos is over.
Like other visitors, Sana was scanned again and again before finally boarding the aircraft heading to the ground.
That's also for everyone's safety.
All forbidden weapons or artifacts are not allowed to enter the Redemption Satellite area, lest those dangerous gadgets destroy the entire continent.
He was convinced of this.
The Soul Poet hated those dangerous weapons, and several of his favorite paradises were inexplicably destroyed along with the entire area.
The lives in those areas were also destroyed, and the souls belonged to the Thirsty Lady.
"I'm afraid it's been a boring journey and I hope those boring old dramas won't drive me crazy."
Sana frowned, showing no interest.
Today's Dark Eldar have fallen into a terrible state, especially in terms of artistic achievements, becoming increasingly lifeless.
He has seen too much of the same stuff, nothing new.
"The art of the Dark Eldar is dead."
Sana once said this, and at the same time he became even more obsessed with the past of the Ancient Spirit Empire.
That period was truly a paradise for art, and people could pursue the most extreme art and experience.
The current Dark Eldar are timid and still play with the old-fashioned soul torture, but they dare not inflict it on themselves.
That kind of experience is greatly compromised.
Of course, there are also reasons why horny ladies covet it.
In fact, Sana didn't want to come to this remote area. He didn't think there could be any new tricks here.
It is nothing more than a large number of slave slaughterhouses, stimulated by various torture instruments, transformed flesh and blood bodies, and at most they are mountains of corpses and rivers of blood.
Everyone has seen these things for thousands of years, what new tricks can we come up with?
I heard there is also an arena here.
So what, the Dark Eldar have long been tired of watching duels and massacres all their lives.
In order to feel fresh, some arenas are looking for new races of warriors and higher-level beings.
In such a remote border area, it is difficult to buy decent warriors and slaves, and the resources have long been monopolized by the large arenas of Comoros.
It's simply impossible to compare.
However, Sana came anyway.
Because he was recharged, the archon who invited him gave a large number of top souls as a reward.
That's a price you can't refuse.
"Even so, it cannot distort the soul poet's pursuit of art. The descendant of Asuman cannot bribe me!"
Sana thought fiercely in her heart.
But when he thought about the subsequent reward, his whole body began to tremble with excitement again.
That was a high reward that he could not get for hundreds of years, enough to buy more ancient works of art.
Not to mention that the rewards include collections from the nobles of the Ancient Spirit Empire.
Perhaps, I can find a balance between art and soul and just give a few words of praise.
Sana, like many nobles, entered the Redemption Satellite Area with disdain, wanting to criticize the poverty and rudeness of the border area.
However, as soon as they stepped off the aircraft, they were shocked.
This satellite area is so prosperous.
The various defense arrays are so dense that they are so dense that the towering building spiers penetrate into the sky, no less than Comoros.
And compared to the dilapidated buildings in Comoros.
The cities here are almost new, filled with the style and art of the Ancient Eldar Empire, while taking into account the preferences of the Dark Eldar.
It takes people back to the most glorious era of the Spirit Clan in a trance.
"Oh no, the air here is filled with the sweetness of the soul!"
A Dark Eldar noblewoman held her head high, showing an incredible look.
The luxury here is beyond everyone's imagination.
In the center of the city stands a sky-piercing statue of the Goddess of Life of the Ancient Spirit Empire, with large soul fountains around it constantly spraying out soul energy.
The precious resources that the Dark Eldar rely on for their survival evaporate so easily in the air.
There are even faint traces of souls on the surfaces of those buildings, and some can even clearly see souls attached to them.
When the noble lady saw the nobleman coming from the opposite side, she walked aside in shame and hid the leather bag behind her.
She found that the nobles coming and going were all wearing a complete set of soul costumes, filled with the fragrance of souls.
Whether it is the concentration of the soul or the artistic value, it far exceeds the jewelry on my hands and body. It is a higher-level product at first glance.
At this moment, this Dark Eldar noblewoman is more like a country bumpkin from the border area, and is incompatible with everything around her.
"How did the descendant of Asuman obtain so many souls? Is it possible that he has a large territory in the galaxy to raise alien life forms?"
Sana was also shocked. Only in this way can the wealth here be explained.
He could see that people on the street were enjoying wonderful soul potions anytime and anywhere, and could even buy expensive souls at street shops.
Even the top urban areas in Comoros don’t have such a scene, right?
In fact, these riches are real or fake, and many people are taking out loans to consume these soul creations.
The price is to sign a soul contract with the descendants of Asuman and serve them.
Many of them have amassed tens or hundreds of years of service, and have even sold their entire lives to descendants of Asuman.
But these Dark Eldar never tire of it.
Anyway, if you don't serve the descendants of Asuman, you have to work hard for other conspiracies, so you might as well follow this descendant of the ancient noble.
At least the pay is high and you can enjoy it.
"What a wonderful city..."
Sana no longer had the previous disdain, and a feeling of respect and pride arose spontaneously:
"It is indeed a paradise built by the descendants of Asuman. That noble being inherited the artistic heritage of the Ancient Spirit Empire."
The ancient spirit tribe's great fall was so sudden.
Even now, there are still many people within the Dark Eldar clan who miss their original glory.
The antique Eldar empire city built by Ron undoubtedly caters to the hidden expectations of the Dark Eldar.
They couldn't help but feel good about the Redemption Satellite Area, and even worshiped it.
Sana became cautious and began to visit the Redemption Satellite Area under the leadership of Lemien.
He devoted himself wholeheartedly to this journey, not only for the reward given by the sponsor, but also for the glorious dream hidden in his heart.
The soul poet's first stop was the Paradise of Souls.
He experienced some of the extreme entertainment of the Ancient Spirit Empire, such as extreme sensory experiences and torture, which were much more exciting than simply torturing slaves.
And not being hunted by the power of horny ladies.
Sana is still swimming in the man-made ocean filled with souls, which has never been better.
Even experienced death once.
He and the tourists experienced the deepest fear of death in various ways, and then were quickly stitched up by the Haemonculi to recover.
This project is quite expensive.
But for tourists, it is already cheap.
After all, not everyone can easily invite the Haemonculi Master and there are so many souls as recovery materials.
After that, Sana went to the Soul Casino and experienced the carnival of mind and soul.
The air here is filled with high levels of stimulants and soul energy, and all kinds of wonderful soul wines, foods, and potions are readily available.
There are also various entertainment boxes that you can enter and pay for at any time.
He saw someone suppressing all their wealth, enjoying their spirit and soul in extreme tension, and then facing a tragic bankruptcy.
The ultimate emotion was achieved in a short period of time.
There was also a slave who pressed down the only currency he had and was lucky enough to win a huge fortune.
Became a rich man instantly.
Everything can be bet here, whether it is wealth, power, spouse, or one's own soul, all can be converted into chips.
A bunch of conspiracy warriors gathered around happily, discussing the so-called loan plan to repair the sky or some way to increase luck.
Sana loves this place.
There are so many gambling projects here, so dynamic, every soul is in extreme excitement.
It is a far cry from the lifelessness of some entertainment areas in Comoros.
The long years and the corrosion of the thirsty lady have made the spirits of many tribesmen become dead and without much vitality.
And this place completely activates the emotions of visitors.
Sana also gave it a try. But he quickly lost all his reward, emptied his account, and left in a cold sweat.
The soul poet felt the long-lost poverty and excitement, and he was ready to experience it again after the follow-up payment was received.
The second stop in Sana was to a high-end residential area.
He was surprised to find that it was so comfortable here that he couldn't feel the eyes of any horny ladies.
That meant that the souls of the inhabitants did not have to decay in a constant nightmare, something no resident of Commorragh could have imagined!
Sana asked how to obtain the residential area, but was given a price he could not afford.
Perhaps, only those high-ranking nobles and consuls can afford to live in such a comfortable and precious place.
But soon the sullen soul poet burst into laughter, because the witch guide gave him a contract for a high-end residential area.
It is said that the generous descendants of Asuman appreciated his talent and specially gave him a mansion in a high-end residential area.
"The descendants of Asuman are really generous and wise beings who can appreciate my talent..."
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Sana took a deep breath and touched up her makeup.
He cleared his throat and became inspired by poetry. On the spot, he composed a melodious and emotional hymn for the descendant of the ancient aristocracy who had given him money and a mansion.
And it is still in the form of an epic literary epic of the Ancient Spirit Tribe.
The whole poem praises the greatness, wealth and noble heritage of the descendants of Asuman.
He is the light in the dark years. The Dark Eldar cannot live without this presence, just like the Dark Eldar cannot lose Commorragh.
But after singing the hymn, Sana felt something was wrong.
After all, such a poem seemed to offend the supreme overlord of Comoros, who euphemistically stated that the hymn was a private creation.
I hope the witch won’t let it out.
However, the witch told him that this hymn had been simultaneously conveyed to the office of the great lord, the descendant of Asuman.
Sana was a little nervous about this, but felt that the descendants of Asuman would not pass this hymn everywhere.
The ancient nobleman would not boast too much about himself.
After the soul poet visited the mansion gifted by the descendants of Asuman, he took an aircraft to another area.
That is the essential area and entertainment facility of the Dark Eldar settlement - the arena.
Sana is not very interested in the Redemption Arena.
Because no arena can surpass the jewel of Commorragh - Cruel Keep. Under the operation of Arena Queen Lylith, it has become the most magnificent arena in the galaxy.
No one thought there would be any other arena comparable to it.
However, as soon as Sana arrived at the Redemption Arena, he heard a huge roar, and the shouts and roars of the audience were heard far away.
He felt the difference in this arena.
The Redemption Arena is larger than Cruelty Castle, like a large city, and the atmosphere seems to be more lively.
Sana sat down in the VIP area on the terrace.
Before he could sit still, he felt the adrenaline rush.
Just by sitting down and breathing in the arena, you get more souls than when you watch the duel in other arenas!
When the black curtain in front of his seat slowly opened, he suddenly felt nervous and threatened, and his heartbeat accelerated.
"Damn, what is that?!"
Sana was really scared.
Because there was a Tyranid biological ship floating in the air not far away. A large number of sporangia hit the ground, and swarms of insects poured out like a tide.
There are more black cloud-like insect swarms hovering in the sky.
Further away is the fortress of the green-skinned orcs. The rude roar is transmitted here, and densely packed green-skinned beasts drive various war machines to the battlefield.
The last area is the Dark Eldar plundering army, with more ships and large war machines.
He realized something.
This is a crazy building.
The Descendants of Asuman have recreated a real war in Arena City, using dangerous Tyranids and green-skinned creatures!
Sana couldn't imagine it.
If these terrible beasts get out of control, what terrible consequences will be caused.
Will all the spectators in the entire competitive city die?
Even a large conspiracy group would find it difficult to contain these alien life forms that could reproduce rapidly and in large numbers.
No matter which intelligent race in the galaxy they are, they will feel fear when encountering the Tyranids and Greenskin armies.
That's a deadly threat.
What's more, it's such a close distance!
He could sense the anxiety and even fear in the audience around him, and some nobles wanted to leave.
However, they are told that the force field has been sealed and it is more dangerous to get out now.
This is the new arena that Ron spent a lot of effort to build, a 360° 6D real battlefield experience, where you can experience the terrifying and bloody fighting firsthand.
The entire auditorium shook violently under the bombardment of artillery fire.
Along with the alarm, the black cloud formed by the Tyranid swarm hit the auditorium, and people could hear the roar of the swarm and their thirst for flesh and blood.
The Dark Eldar audience became frightened.
They came here to absorb souls, but they didn’t say they would become lunch for insects!
The Tyranid swarm rushed to the edge of the curtain in the auditorium, the bloody aura spread, and it could be seen that the defense ability of the force field curtain was gradually declining.
The panic-stricken audience discovered various weapons around them and began to grab weapons to destroy the bugs in front of them. Blood and flesh foam spattered.
And every time they kill a bug, the machine on the seat will spit out the corresponding soul reward.
Those bugs failed to break through the force field curtain under attack.
This made the audience even more excited and attacked wildly under the stimulation of adrenaline.
They participated in this exciting duel, rather than simply watching. Everyone felt the fatal threat firsthand.
That’s the thing about Redemption Arena.
The audience can watch the real war and participate in it. With the help of ubiquitous virtual images, they can watch the life and death battle of each gladiator in the chaotic war.
From the Cabal warriors, Nightmare, Mandrake, to the highly skilled Succubus, they are all fighting on the battlefield.
The arena also controls a large number of Tyranids, greenskins, etc., creating an unparalleled sense of reality.
More large behemoths are available for challenge.
You can even see the large Zerg Titans and Eldar Titans fighting each other.
Audiences can also spend money to upgrade their weapons or launch large-scale bombings on the battlefield, or wear corresponding equipment and go to the battlefield to fight in person.
The Redemption Arena provides enough protection to keep spectators alive.
At least the audience can be rescued and stitched together before they are reduced to pieces.
Not only that, the arena also has items for betting, so you can bet on your favorite units while watching the war.
to earn more rewards.
Of course, such a large-scale war competition event can only come once or twice a month. In addition, there are many traditional or non-traditional events.
Such as battle royale, deathmatch, etc.
There are also new gadgets like electronic cricket fighting, where you can choose your favorite racial units to arm, transform, and alienate, and then put them into the arena to participate in gambling battles.
Finally win unimaginable rewards.
A good bug or warrior will be competed by many financial owners, who will provide various data analysis, trend judgment, and transformation plans.
As long as the resources and wealth are sufficient.
You can even use biomass to cultivate an ordinary ax insect into an unparalleled mutated behemoth.
Or use special methods to create your own combat units.
Poorly raised combat units may not lose!
Nowadays, the Arena has developed specialized blood actor cultivators, and some senior players are also talking about the related technical training routes.
Poor people can also place bets on the outside to gain a fortune or feel the atmosphere.
If you have an adventurous spirit or are broke, you can also go to the game in person and have a hearty competitive journey.
In short, the Redemption Arena takes into account both tradition and innovation, with an unimaginable variety of tricks that can make any audience linger and pay attention for a long time!
Sana stayed in the Redemption Arena for a month and was still not satisfied. He also took out a loan to buy a very good Terran Velociraptor.
As for the green skin, I would be reluctant to buy it because it is more difficult to cultivate.
He felt that he already had some skills in identifying good units and was almost getting started.
Sana did not realize at all that these things were worthless in the outside world, and were used as cheap slaves or flesh and blood in Comoros.
Unfortunately, the Redemption Arena does not accept any external combat units. Only combat units selected in the special training room can obtain bloodline certification and participate in competitions.
Then win wealth and glory, and get the envy of everyone.
Some expensive combat units can even be worth a medium-sized combat sailing ship.
It is said that the combat unit Erdao Traffickers has now appeared.
Some guys with a keen sense of smell began to speculate on the prices of certain series and varieties of combat units.
The Redemption Arena, a competitive city built on the entire continent, has ushered in a prosperous economic system.
Sana wrote travel notes and hymns based on his experiences in the Satellite of Redemption.
He praised this prosperous border area and the noble descendants of Asuman with unreserved enthusiasm.
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Comoros.
Within a few weeks, the works of the soul poet Sana spread wildly in this dark city, and a craze about the redemption of the satellite area started.
The most widely disseminated among them is the modified version by the descendant of Asuman himself.
Such as:
"Ah, this is what the Dark Eldar civilization should be like!" ", "This scene in the Redemption Satellite Zone allowed me to see the power of the Dark Eldar", "Raphael Asuman, the last glory of Commorragh", "Perhaps, the Dark Eldar should reflect on what happened after the Great Fall. Lost” and so on.
For a time, everyone in the Redemption Satellite Region and the noble descendant of Asuman was known to everyone.
There are even legends that the descendant of Asuman can bring salvation to Commorragh and free the Dark Eldar from the pursuit of the Thirsty Lady.
Cruel Castle, top box.
There were some special leaflets scattered on the ground.
Victor sat on the throne, playing with a ball encrusted with gems.
It was an ancient relic, a tool used by the planetary sculptors of the Eldar Empire to sculpt stars.
It can collapse a meteorite belt into a world, or tear a planet apart into a desired shape in a short period of time.
Such a creation requires only some psychic power to activate it.
He has many other toys like this.
Victor squeezed the ball relic tightly, his expression cold and ferocious:
"Where did that descendant of Asuman come from, a gutter rat who wants to challenge the authority of the supreme overlord?!"
(End of chapter)