Celestine slowly dragged Lamia towards the center of the arena, golden radiance illuminating her, making her appear like an angel on earth.
Her gaze swept over the cheering or horrified spectators, finally settling on the VIP stands, staring directly at Li Feng who was leisurely sipping an Eldar drink.
The stands immediately fell silent; whether Drukhari / Dark Aeldari or human, all eyes were focused on Li Feng.
Li Feng gently put down his drink, stood up, adjusted his cloak, and looked at Celestine and Lamia. A half-smile played on his lips as he walked to the edge of the VIP section, much to Victor's gritted teeth.
Li Feng slowly raised his fist, then extended his thumb horizontally… just like in ancient Roman gladiatorial arenas, a thumb up meant life, a thumb down meant death.
Celestine drew her flaming sword. Lamia watched in terror, knowing that if she were killed by the Great Daemon of the Warp's sword, even a soul stone wouldn't save her soul. Her soul would be directly devoured by the fifth Chaos God, The Dark King, and suffer eternal torment. (Old Man Huang: Huh? Who's sending me an Eldar girl?)
"No, please… no… I don't want my soul devoured by The Dark King… please, I'll do anything…"
At this moment, Lamia was in tears, looking at Li Feng on the stage, while Li Feng was pondering… if she were killed and her soul devoured by Old Man Huang, could Old Man Huang still pull her out?
"Science… requires experimentation…" Li Feng muttered this out of nowhere, but in the silent grand arena, where a pin drop could be heard, his voice was naturally heard by everyone. Everyone looked puzzled… but Magnus's single eye widened. The last time he heard this phrase was… from The Eleventh Brother Gaius.
"Celestine, send her soul to Old Man Huang."
"Got it!"
...Li Feng's thumb immediately pointed down. Instantly, the light in Lamia's eyes vanished, and the flames from Celestine's sword directly poured into Lamia's eye sockets, nostrils, ears, and mouth.
Everyone could see with their own eyes that the flames, like living things, delved into Lamia's body, absorbing her soul… A moment later, Lamia, smoking, fell limply to the ground. She was dead, beyond dead, her very soul devoured… This scene, for the countless Eldar in the arena, was no less terrifying than watching a horror film. Because of Slaanesh's birth, whenever an Eldar dies, their soul is directly devoured by Slaanesh.
They choose the World-Spirit, soul stones, or the Laughing God to protect their souls from Slaanesh. So the Drukhari / Dark Aeldari's souls are actually constantly being consumed by Slaanesh. They must perform terrible acts on others (or their own kind) to absorb the pain from their souls as a tonic for their own, to avoid being consumed to death by Slaanesh.
Most of the Drukhari / Dark Aeldari population lives in Commorragh, the Dark City located in the Webway. Thanks to the Webway's isolating effect on the Warp, their pressure to consume souls for sustenance is generally not too great.
In fact, all Eldar factions found some way to escape Slaanesh's predation after the Great Fall, but only the Dark Eldar chose this human-centipede-like solution: Slaanesh eats them, they eat others, an endless cycle of eating and replenishing.
And before them, these humans had just demonstrated their most terrifying fear: having one's soul directly devoured by another Chaos God… In the Terra Imperial Palace,
At this moment, the Emperor sat quietly on the Golden Throne, his thoughts currently communicating with the God-Emperor in the Warp… Suddenly, however, a scantily clad Eldar girl tumbled down before them… "Hmm?"
Lamia looked at The Dark King before her, and a scruffy uncle who resembled The Dark King, wearing a white tank top and large shorts, paired with leather sandals… (Fire Cloud Evil God!)
"Ah ah ah ah! Please don't eat me! I don't taste good! Ah ah ah ah ah!"
The Emperor looked puzzled, pointing at the Eldar girl, and asked the God-Emperor: "What's going on? Is this how you test your cadres? Which cadre could withstand this…"
The God-Emperor was expressionless. He merely said faintly: "This wasn't my doing, Celestine brought her. Given that Li Feng and Celestine are together, it must be Li Feng's mischief."
At this moment, the Primarch known as The Tenth Son, Ferrus, who had an iron arm and a flaming head… and wished to remain anonymous, walked up, wielding a hammer:
"Father, it's alright… let me scatter this xenos's soul right now…"
"Ah ah ah ah ah!" Lamia raised her hands, attempting some futile struggle. But the hammer did not fall. She opened her eyes and saw the scruffy uncle stopping the demon.
Lamia watched as the scruffy uncle slowly approached her, then squatted down, looking kindly: "Little sister, don't be afraid, we are not bad people. Can you tell us what happened? If you don't…"
Suddenly, the "scruffy uncle" before her flashed with golden light, his tank top and shorts burned away, transforming into golden armor, the human form of the one called The Dark King… "Then, don't blame us for being ruthless… Xenos!"
"I'll tell! I'll tell! I'll tell!"
Having scared the little Eldar girl, the scoundrel uncle slowly stood up, a smug smile on his face. He turned to Ferrus behind him, looking triumphant:
"The Tenth Son, you see, some things require brains."
"Dad, I don't have a head right now…"
...Commorragh, inside the arena
All the Eldar were too terrified to speak. Even Victor and Malys sat silently in their chairs, not uttering a word. Li Feng couldn't guess the extent of Malys's fear.
But Li Feng could clearly feel that Victor was truly terrified. As the chief schemer of Commorragh, he was always the one who valued his life most.
At this moment, Celestine flew to the VIP section, flapping her wings. As the Victor, she leaned her face close to Li Feng's… "Come on, as the champion, you should give me a reward, right?"
"There's no getting around you."
Li Feng embraced Celestine's head and kissed her cheek. At this moment, all the Eldar dared not look at the two of them, fearing they would be next.
And now, Li Feng leaned into Celestine's ear and quietly asked:
"I remember when you died, weren't you supposed to return to the Warp? Can you self-repair now?"
Celestine cupped her hand and whispered back to Li Feng's ear: "I suspect I've become your Divine Chosen… I can self-repair just like you."
Li Feng looked puzzled: "No, I didn't choose you… I'm a god too, and I don't even know how to choose someone as Divine Chosen?"
Celestine's lips curved into a "you know what I mean" smile, then her eyes darted downwards twice… Li Feng immediately understood her meaning. So, he had this function too?
He could try it with Fides later… Oh right! What if he needed to bless a man?
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