Chapter 453 Savior: Oh, this is too exciting, isn’t it? !
"What the hell?!"
Ron looked at the furious Emperor and almost lost his temper.
He rubbed his eyes to make sure he saw correctly.
It's so blasphemous, so blasphemous!
It was really too perverted to do this in front of the devout warriors of the empire in public.
It was obviously a phantom influence exerted by the Lord of Pleasure, trying to influence people's minds.
"Can you also see illusions?" Ron frowned and asked the goddess of life next to him.
Maybe only you can see this illusion.
"Uh-huh!"
Elsa blushed and nodded, seeming a little shy.
Hiss~
Ron took a breath, it would be troublesome if it came like this, and he didn't know if the devout believers could withstand it.
On the contrary, the goddess of life, she is already a god and she still blushes like a bubble teapot? !
But what he didn't know was that the picture the goddess of life saw was different. What she saw was not the emperor, but the powerful body of the savior.
The pictures everyone sees are not all the same, some are the same, and some are far different.
Unnatural visions have covered the area.
Except for Ron and other relatively strong-minded beings who can maintain their sanity, most of the warriors are deeply trapped in it and can hardly distinguish between reality and illusion.
This is the terrible thing about the Lord of Joy.
He can create nightmare experiences that transcend the senses, in order to torture or distort people's minds, thereby corrupting them.
Because Ron had been prostituted for free in the illusion created by the Lord of Joy for many years, he had already developed a certain ability to resist.
So it wasn't much affected.
His psychic senses peered into the illusions in other warriors' minds, and he realized the evil taste of the Lord of Joy.
Under the influence of the Chaos God himself, the minds of the warriors were corroded, and they were no longer able to distinguish between illusion and reality.
Such attacks are more difficult to defend against.
"No, you damn Eldar alien, let go of our father!"
The Primaris of the Nova Chapter were in an Eldar palace, their armor and clothing torn off, and they were tied to pillars.
They were also served by Eldar beauties, and were whipped with thorn whips. Their flesh and blood were dripping with extreme pleasure, and even their bones were exposed.
All sensory perceptions are reflected in the physical body.
But that's not the most distressing thing.
What is even more torturous is that the genetic fathers of these Primaris and the Imperial Regents are also suffering similar treatment.
On the throne.
The Death Herald of the Eldar, Efreni, was like a queen, training the kneeling Imperial Regent, but the other party was willing to enjoy it all, just like a loyal dog.
All this made the Primaris even more miserable.
Soon, Ron saw more mental illusions of warriors.
That is all a reflection of their hearts. In addition to pain and torture, there is also absolute joy, a killing spree of honor, etc.
In it, he discovered a peaceful fantasy world.
It was a beautiful planet, and all materials were composed of food. The soldiers were happily shaking their spoons, interacting with the food, and indulging in it.
The brain circuitry of children of men is indeed different.
But it is also a form of corrosion.
The corruption created by Slaanesh is not all painful torture or sensory stimulation, but also some gentle and beautiful traps, such as interest, love, food and even friendship.
It makes people unconsciously addicted and eventually falls into chaos.
The next moment.
Ron came to the garden of the goddess of life.
"Is this... Elsa's fantasy?"
Everything in the garden is soft and full of some kind of desire or temptation, making people imaginative.
"No, let me go...yeah!"
Suddenly, Aisha screamed, full of cowardice and sobs, as if she had been violated in some way and could not resist.
After Ron heard the voice, he immediately became nervous: "Oh no, it couldn't be that bitch who was captured by Slaanesh and tortured in the illusion, right?"
As a deity, the Goddess of Life is not easily affected by illusions.
Perhaps only a high-ranking god like the Lord of Joy could make it suffer such torture.
Without any hesitation, he immediately rushed towards the area of the sound: "No matter what, she must be rescued as soon as possible!"
He had spent so much effort and money, even the Great Tsar was involved, just to get the Goddess of Life out of the Garden of Nurgle.
What if the Lord of Pleasure kidnaps the goddess and takes her to the palace of Slaanesh to do whatever? Wouldn’t I be a blood loss within a blood loss and become the most wronged creature in the world?
Then you can't sit at the same table with Nurgle's loving father.
Ron remained vigilant and headed towards the depths of the illusion at full speed.
Fortunately, my spiritual power is strong enough and will not be manipulated and corrupted by the Lord of Joy in the realm of illusion.
By joining forces with the Goddess of Life, he was still able to escape control.
No big deal!
However, when Ron rushed to the area where the Goddess of Life was, everyone was stunned.
The picture in front of me is quite exciting.
It was a fragrant flower bush, and the flower elves flying in it were crying.
Elsa was tortured on the swing in the middle of the flowers.
The goddess of life was roughly this and that by the figure of the savior.
The violent storm is beating on the weak flowers.
The image was very impactful.
Ron took a breath, and then asked: "Where is the Lord of Joy? There is no breath of Him..."
There is no Lord of Pleasure in this illusion, and the spirit of the goddess of life, Aisha, does not seem to be hurt.
It is more like an independent choice.
When he thought of this, he was even more shocked: "I didn't expect you to be such a goddess of life, and have such a fetish?"
At this moment.
Ron's filter for the goddess of life was shattered. He tried his best to save her, but he didn't expect that she would be greedy for his body.
And like rough and forced?
He was a little suspicious that the goddess of life had been imprisoned for too long and liked the victim plot.
"What should I do now?"
Ron thought, he couldn't just go up and pull her out of the illusion, or give her a real one?
But he immediately extinguished the second idea.
Now we are in the subspace, if we follow this line of thought, we will probably fall into the trap of the Lord of Pleasure.
Then he will bear the whip himself.
Just as Ron hesitated, he saw Aisha, who was immersed in the rough illusion and struggling and begging, changed her posture and turned around.
Just looked at him.
In an instant, the space quieted down and fell into an awkward silence.
He could see it clearly.
The little face of the goddess of life turned from red to white, and she trembled in shame, and her whole body was about to break.
"No..."
She reacted and hurriedly turned her back, and the explosive image of the savior disappeared.
After that, the veil covered the entire flower bush, and nothing could be seen.
In this illusion space about the goddess of life, only Ron was left.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
Although he saw some secrets that he shouldn't have seen, at least there was no danger, which was a good thing.
What's more, he also mastered some secrets in the goddess of life's mind, and it would be easier to get along with her in the future.
Perhaps, he could be tougher in his attitude towards the goddess in the future.
After confirming that the goddess of life was not dangerous, but just had a little desire, Ron turned around and wanted to leave this illusion space.
However, the next second, his body froze.
Because a pair of soft, white hands rested on his shoulders.
"Ron..."
The tingling, impulsive voice came out.
Ron held his breath, turned around slowly, and saw a graceful figure in the purple mist.
The body was so attractive, all the curves were flawless, and the face gathered all the beauty in the world, even the devil horns on the forehead were golden ratio.
And the top snow white.
He is the embodiment of desire, the god of pleasure - Slaanesh, the Lord of Pleasure!
The Lord of Pleasure stepped gracefully and walked to the Savior who was forcibly controlled, smiling slightly: "Finally caught you, my little cutie.
Come, immerse yourself in the most beautiful pleasure in the world with me, you will become my most beloved prince..."
Nearly a century later, He finally caught the Savior, the existence who repeatedly refused his gift.
"No, I was caught for a moment of carelessness!"
Ron's scalp was about to explode, his heart beat to the limit, but his body seemed to be restricted.
Unable to move at all.
Simply put, his mind was not accepting, but his body was more honest.
This was the horror of desire.
He felt that he was already in the process of corruption.
Very dangerous.
The Lord of Pleasure gently grabbed the Savior and tried to pull him into the abyss.
That being did it himself.
"Damn, what a gift this is!"
"The Savior has no honor, he doesn't deserve it at all!"
Somewhere in the purple mist.
The Fallen Phoenix Fulgrim, who followed the Lord of Pleasure to attack the Garden of Nurgle, saw this scene and almost broke his teeth.
He was so envious.
Whether it was his worship of the Lord of Pleasure, his pursuit of art, or his appearance, he was superior to the Savior.
He had served that being for 10,000 years, so why couldn't he get such a gift? !
How unfair it was!
"No!"
The Fallen Phoenix was extremely jealous and closed his eyes in pain, unable to bear to watch the Savior enjoy that pleasure.
Beside him, Lucius, the Chosen of Slaanesh and the Undying, patted him with his whip-like tentacles to comfort him.
Afterwards, something strange happened in the illusion.
"Lord of Pleasure!"
The two saw an astonishing scene and couldn't help but widen their eyes.
Not long ago.
"It's over, it's over!"
Ron watched his hand reach out to the evil and fall into deeper corruption, but he was powerless.
What to do? !
He realized that he couldn't resist the body of a Chaos Evil God.
In any case, he didn't want to be the Chosen of Slaanesh or the Prince, that was too perverted.
Moreover, it was a bit cruel for him to offend the Lord of Pleasure, and he might be toyed with or tortured.
What's more, that existence was hermaphroditic. If He did something to him with a male body, wouldn't it be tragic?
Ron struggled desperately, trying to get rid of the restraints.
Fortunately, he soon discovered the clues. The evil energy of pleasure did not transform his body too much, but was absorbed by the dark side.
This greatly reduced the influence of the Lord of Pleasure.
His mind calmed down.
Ron keenly realized that the being in front of him was not the real body of the Lord of Pleasure, but a phantom body condensed by evil energy.
In other words, the real body of that being has not yet truly invaded the Garden of Nurgle.
It is not easy to invade a Chaos God's territory. Even the Blood God and the Lord of Change have to go through careful preparations before the invasion is successful.
The Lord of Pleasure did not know that he would enter the Garden of Nurgle before, and this time he came to capture himself should be a hasty decision.
It is not so soon to come in.
After Ron noticed this, he was no longer timid and began to secretly accumulate psychic power.
"Savior, the way you struggle is really pleasing."
The Lord of Pleasure licked his lips, which made him more tempting and seemed a little impatient.
Because corruption is a special psychic power that can make his power go further and have a powerful Primarch slave.
And more savior's army.
This is a rich harvest that any Chaos God can hardly refuse.
The Lord of Pleasure kissed him gently, as if he wanted to engrave some kind of inescapable mark on the other party.
This kind of evil power or psychic mark is difficult to remove.
When Mortarion was engraved with a branding symbol on his heart by the former Grey Knights Supreme Master, Drag, it became a lifelong shame for him.
He has not been able to get rid of the shadow until now.
The Lord of Pleasure's tattoo is even more ruthless, which is equivalent to the fel version of the succubus tattoo, and it is the kind that cannot be covered.
Whoever has this thing on his body, don't even think about going out in the future, and lose all dignity, and won't be laughed to death by the enemy?
"Fuck!"
Ron also discovered this and exploded.
Zila~
His black hair stood up, and the whole body was wrapped in exploding golden arcs, and the more dazzling arcs gathered in his right hand.
In an instant, he drained most of the faith energy stored in the little sun, and his fist became more powerful under the blessing of the golden arc.
Fuck you, golden fist!
Bang——
Ron broke free from the restraints and hit the beautiful face of the Lord of Pleasure hard.
"Savior!"
The face of the Lord of Pleasure was distorted, and he screamed and flew backwards, smashing into the purple smoke and disappearing.
"My master..."
The Fallen Phoenix and the Immortal watched the phantom of the Lord of Pleasure fly past them, and they were all messed up.
The man who had hit the Lord of Pleasure, the Savior, did not linger after repelling the phantom, and tore the phantom violently and left.
Leaving only a mighty back.
Leaving an indelible mark on the Slaanesh banshees and female believers who witnessed all this.
The illusory air became more and more humid.
...
Garden of Nurgle.
The floral scent in Ron's nose disappeared, and he breathed in the stench of decay, which was the smell of the Garden of Nurgle.
"Finally out..."
He took a deep breath and almost vomited: "Ugh, I can't take a deep breath all the time in the future."
The time in the mental illusion was even longer.
When he came out, only more than ten seconds had passed.
"Ron, are you okay?"
The hand of the goddess of life, Aisha, covered the savior's chest, transmitting life force, and almost pressed her whole body against him.
Ron then realized that perhaps he could get rid of the control so quickly, and it was also with the help of the goddess of life.
He shook his head: "I'm fine."
"Did you...just see me..."
Aisha's face flushed, and she didn't dare to look up, and asked timidly.
"What?"
Ron's acting skills exploded, pretending that he knew nothing. It would be better to keep this secret from being exposed.
He stared at the other party: "Did something happen?"
"No...nothing."
The goddess of life was silent again, trying to control the trembling of her body as much as possible, not wanting the savior to discover her shameful secret.
Ron did not dwell on this matter, but paid attention to the situation of the warriors.
Due to the large-scale coverage of the illusion, many warriors have already shown signs of corruption, and the consequences of continuing are disastrous.
"Savior!"
Indistinctly, the angry voice of the Lord of Pleasure came from the outside world, and then there were more shocks in the Garden of Nurgle.
It seems that the existence no longer conceals and begins to forcibly invade the garden.
The crack channel appears, and the joyful evil energy becomes more intense.
"Emperor, what a blasphemy!"
The Grey Knight clerk trembled and almost cried. He wished he was blind.
At this moment, there were still some pure-hearted people who did not fall into the illusion of thinking.
But they saw the illusion of the Emperor in the air, which was composed of evil energy mist.
The illusion of the Emperor began to dance, and then did something with the image of the Lord of Joy. Later, the Savior also joined in, which was even more eye-catching.
It was simply a group of demons dancing.
That was the humiliation of the Lord of Joy to the Emperor and the Imperial Warriors, which was a great destruction to faith.
Ron looked at the illusion and frowned: "It seems that after going out, I have to arrange for a priest to do psychological recovery for them, and it would be better to do a memory erasure operation..."
This scene also angered the Emperor in a distant area.
The existence was furious and hoped that the Savior would build a channel and make sure to let himself descend to the Garden of Nurgle.
The Emperor could no longer suppress his anger!
"Lord of Pleasure, you will suffer the consequences later!"
Ron gnashed his teeth as he looked at the increasingly perverted evil energy of pleasure in the distance.
He also began to act, approached the long-range troops, and used psychic power to dispel their mental illusions.
To restore them to normal.
After that, he gave the order to attack, and fired the last few large sacred urn bombs to cover the area.
Those holy lights cleared the nearby evil energy and built a safe area.
The blasphemous illusion in the air also disappeared.
This made the warriors break away from the illusion, and the signs of corruption on their bodies were also purified, but their expressions were still a little panic.
The chapter priest took emergency measures, chanting the Emperor's holy words to help the warriors recover their emotions and consolidate their faith.
"How is it, can it be repaired?"
Ron came to the center of the team and looked at the sacred core several meters high.
It was an enhanced version of the core of the sacred tower, and the energy channel constructed was enough to withstand the advent of the emperor's power.
The technical soldiers operated it with clanging, but there was no progress.
They felt a little guilty: "Savior, the system and structure of this creation are intact, but there is no way to start it."
"What's the reason?"
"The machine soul is unhappy..."
Ron was silent. This kind of metaphysical problem is the most difficult to solve.
He asked again: "Have you done the incense soothing and prayer?"
But he soon realized that it was an invalid question.
There were several technical soldiers holding incense burners around, and some were applying holy oil to mechanical parts by hand, and some were reverently chanting binary hymns at the engine.
Even the miniature sacred urn was lit on it, and more treasured badges of the mechanical goddess were affixed.
This full set of machine soul swords were used, but it didn't work!
Ron was very anxious. How could the machine soul be unhappy in the face of such a powerful enemy?
Fortunately, he still had a backup plan.
Ron looked at the existence next to him and ordered: "Big Tech, you go, get it done as soon as possible!"
After the problem with the sacred core, he contacted the steel-toothed green-skinned Big Tech in the Nurgle Garden in the name of the four-armed savior.
Let the other party teleport over to take a look.
The great wisdom was also one of the high-level technicians who participated in the construction of the sacred core and provided a lot of ideas.
The Big Tech wore electronic goggles and had a mess of mechanical arms on his body.
He circled around the Holy Core, and then, in the surprised eyes of everyone, he took out a sledgehammer and smashed it down.
Duang~
The sledgehammer hit the engine of the Holy Core, causing the entire body to vibrate violently, cracks appeared in the mechanical device, and even parts fell off.
But strangely, the Holy Core started to run.
All right!
Ron realized that it seemed that this machine soul was just asking for a beating, and he should not be too precious to the machine in the future...
The Great Technician also came to the same conclusion.
Afterwards, this green-skinned great wisdom bid farewell to the savior, walked away with his legs spread out, and the arc of electricity that broke out made his figure disappear.
He used the subspace technology to return to the green-skinned army.
"This guy's technology has improved again..."
Ron was quite emotional, worthy of being the creation of the Old Saints and the race that built the webway.
The technical soldiers got busy and completely started the Holy Core and related mechanical creations.
In the outer area, the war has begun, and the warriors at the front have already fought with the Slaanesh demons.
At this time, extremely noisy, harsh, and crazy noises came, which made people upset.
That was the noise warrior of the Lord of Pleasure.
Sizzle~
The space was torn apart.
The huge purple figure became clearer and clearer, and the invasion of the Lord of Pleasure was successful.
The real body of that existence was coming!
His eyes were fixed on the savior, and he was more and more eager: "You can't escape, you will be tortured by extreme pleasure!"
In an instant, Ron was enveloped by the terrifying breath and could hardly breathe.
At the same time, a golden beam of light rose from the sacred core and penetrated into the void.
The blazing, fiery, and irrepressible sacred breath also came...
