Chapter 480 - Savior: The goal is to build a satellite area with Comoros characteristics!
Thorn-class frigate.
Archon's bedroom, hall.
Ron looked at the Lamien witch beside him:
"Iris, you will be my personal advisor from now on. I hope you can help me manage the conspiracy."
He needs an assistant who is familiar with Comoros and the surrounding satellite areas. These Lilitu sisterhood socialites are the best candidates.
They have extremely tempting lust, can make and distinguish poisons, and have learned a lot about the dark city.
They can help themselves with many affairs.
"My Lord... My Lord, maybe I can help you more, including anything..."
Iris mustered up the courage to approach, showing off her figure to the fullest, hoping to get more favor from the descendants of Asuman.
The smell of that Lord intoxicated her.
But Iris stopped soon, and the other party's cold eyes extinguished the flame of lust in her heart.
All fantasies were shattered.
She lowered her head in shame, knowing that she was not worthy of it, and even approaching was a blasphemy.
"I swear on my soul that I will fulfill my duties as an assistant." Iris regained her elegant demeanor as a demon woman and said respectfully.
Within the Dark Eldar, swearing on the soul is one of the most cautious and unbreakable oaths. Everyone knows what will happen once the soul falls into the hands of the hungry lady, the Lord of Pleasure.
"Your efforts will be rewarded accordingly."
Ron was very satisfied with the demon woman's sense of boundaries. She was a smart person.
"Ah, I'm in so much pain..."
"I'm so hungry."
"Emperor, who will kill me!"
Coming to the depths of the hall, the painful groans from the human mouth became more and more intense.
Ron found the source of the sound. It was a set of furniture made of living human skin, with more than a dozen humans sewn together.
The dry mouth wailed helplessly.
He frowned, with anger in his heart and a hint of sadness.
This is what humans face in the galaxy. In addition to natural disasters and hunger, they will also be cruelly tortured by ignorant religious superstitions and heretical aliens.
Bang——
A beam of dark matter hit and destroyed the furniture, ending the suffering of these poor people.
Ron said expressionlessly:
"Destroy all similar creations in my bedroom. I don't like such low-level, despicable and noisy things."
He could not put an end to the phenomenon of the Dark Eldar torturing humans for the time being. When he had more power and wealth, he could create new products to replace these things.
If these soul furniture became worthless, naturally no one would make them.
As for directly destroying the Dark Eldar, the Empire did not have the ability to do so. If it really had the strength, it would not have fallen to the current level.
Not to mention that the Dark Eldar inherited a more complete technological relic of the Ancient Eldar Empire and could escape with the help of complex webways.
Once the Empire destroyed the Dark Eldar on a large scale, the Ark Eldar would not allow this to happen, which would inevitably lead to a larger-scale war.
This was a result that neither side could bear.
The best way was to slowly master their economy and beliefs, and then change and weaken them step by step.
Make them weak and even die by boiling a frog in warm water.
Ron came to a bloody machine similar to a hookah, which was shining with a faint light, and could vaguely see the energy in the can.
He grabbed the tube connected to the machine and took a sip, and the slightly groaning smelly smoke rushed into his nose.
At the same time, he could feel a small amount of souls entering his body, giving him a little power to heal his soul.
This should be one of the most valuable assets of the Archon, storing a large number of souls for inhalation.
Those high-level beings of the Dark Eldar like to enjoy these tortured souls, which is their favorite health and entertainment activities.
Unfortunately, this is too low-level in Ron's opinion.
Whether it is the intensity of soul or life energy, the speed of effectiveness and the entertainment effect, it is not as good as his own soul potion.
The quality of the soul in this machine is at most equivalent to the soul potion of level 4-5, and it is boring.
Ron also destroyed this bloody machine to keep his residence more quiet.
"It's really a pity..."
Iris looked at this scene and felt more and more distressed.
Precious wealth was destroyed just like that. Even after serving for decades, she still couldn't get so many souls.
But she could understand it.
Because the higher the nobles, the more they could not tolerate inferior products, which would undermine their nobility.
These things were indeed not worthy of the descendants of Asurman. Perhaps only the top soul creations made by the Haemonculus Master could get his attention.
Iris took the servants to clean up the palace and moved away and destroyed all the soul creations that might cause disgust to the descendants of Asurman.
After that, she left respectfully.
This Lamien witch lost her status as a concubine and was not qualified to stay in this palace.
Before the door of the palace was closed.
Iris received a reward, a crystal clear pure soul potion sealed in a crystal jar, with a mark engraved with ancient Eldar characters on it.
"Blissful Dream, seventh level?"
She held the soul potion carefully and tried to identify the mark on it.
This was undoubtedly an expensive and luxurious soul product. Iris had never seen it before, and she had never been qualified to enjoy a soul of such quality.
Perhaps, following this descendant of Asurman is her greatest luck.
Iris couldn't wait to return to her residence and inject the soul into the storage machine.
In order to prevent the pure soul potion from being contaminated, she even reluctantly absorbed all the souls she had stored before at one time.
After the soul potion named "Blissful Dream" was injected into the machine, a faint pink light flickered faintly in the glass jar, which was so charming.
"I wonder how delicious such a pure soul is?"
Iris took a deep breath and tried to absorb a little pure soul.
In an instant.
The unparalleled healing pleasure spread throughout the body without any delay.
The witch could feel that her shriveled soul tortured by the hungry lady became full, and the pain of being eroded was dissipating.
After that, a dreamy feeling invaded.
That was a strong healing that other souls could not give.
If the effect of the dark elves absorbing souls in the past was a stream, the soul potion given by the descendants of Asurman was a surging wave.
Iris, the enchantress who had been serving in the satellite area, had never had such healing happiness.
Or rather, even the adults in the noble area of Comoros probably didn't have many opportunities to enjoy such a pure and wonderful soul.
She trembled all over and was suddenly overwhelmed.
After that, Iris fell into a deeper dream.
In her dream, she saw a great existence, the ancient Eldar god-Aisha.
That existence sat in the mist, like a queen of darkness, promising to give the Eldar more salvation and happiness.
After waking up the next day.
Iris was full of energy, and the soul pain accumulated over the years was healed a lot, and even the wrinkles disappeared.
She became more beautiful.
The dark Eldar can make themselves younger and stronger by absorbing souls, especially those pure souls.
Iris realized that this gift was more precious than she imagined.
She devoted more loyalty and enthusiasm to serve the descendant of Asurman, hoping to get more rewards.
At the same time, secretly worship the goddess of life.
With the help of Iris, Ron quickly became familiar with the affairs of the conspiracy group, and the Thorn Conspiracy was renamed the Redemption Conspiracy.
Soon, the ship arrived at the entrance of an ancient webway and headed for the satellite area where the Thorn Conspiracy was stationed.
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Unfamiliar webway.
The Thorn-class frigate where Ron and his party were located shuttled through the dilapidated remains of the city under the guidance of the guide stone.
Those ancient cities were so magnificent that large ships could easily pass through.
Soon, the guide stone locked a glittering beacon and connected it to the ship.
The next moment.
The Thorn-class frigate seemed to have entered a bubble of latitude, but soon entered the real space again.
It slowly slowed down and landed at the entrance of the dock, and other looting ships could be seen next to it.
"Finally arrived..."
Ron set foot in the satellite area belonging to Comoros, which was emitting a faint red light all the time.
The light emitted by the dead star provided illumination for everything.
He looked into the distance and could vaguely see a huge, inverted shadow.
Although he couldn't see clearly what it was, Ron knew it was Comoros.
If Comoros is a huge bubble in the webway, then thousands or even more satellite areas are small bubbles, which are constantly being included in the influence of the Dark City.
Each satellite area has a channel to Comoros, and vice versa.
The residents of Comoros occasionally go to some distinctive satellite areas to enjoy delicious soul services.
There are hundreds or thousands of light years between them, but the webway technology can make any distance close.
"I don't know what that city looks like?"
Ron stared at the shadow of Comoros with emotion.
He has read some text materials, but he has no specific impression of the real appearance of that city.
That is the place he needs to conquer, and it is also the yearning of most satellite area conspiracies, hoping to occupy a place in that city that is many times larger than any planet.
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But he can't go now.
The Supreme Overlord Victor and the Black Heart Conspiracy have a strong control over Comoros. With just a few people, they can't make any waves.
There is no way to develop.
Once targeted by that despicable and experienced conspirator, I'm afraid there will be nothing left.
Ron's plan is to occupy this satellite area and invest a lot of his own resources to build an unbreakable satellite area base.
Then produce a large number of soul potions to absorb and attract more and stronger forces.
When enough power is accumulated, he will develop towards Comoros, which can be used for attack or defense.
The risk is not low.
If some forces related to Black Heart or other powerful conspirators report it during the process of occupying the satellite area, the situation will become extremely difficult.
Therefore, the action of occupying the satellite area must be quick and decisive.
"Iris, this place is more barren than I thought..." Ron sighed slightly as he walked on the streets composed of ruins.
"My lord, this satellite area is relatively large, but it is full of abandoned areas and is relatively remote, so no one is willing to come.
Even the conspiracy groups are pitifully few. "
Iris felt a little inferior.
The Thorn Conspiracy Group led by Randall could not make it in other places before, so they were driven to this satellite area with little presence.
This unwanted witch was hired by Archon Randall at a low price and had someone to serve.
The Thorn Conspiracy Group she served was also at the bottom of this satellite area.
In short, the Thorn Conspiracy Group and Iris herself were the poorest of the poor, but now they were with a super rich man.
Became a member of the Redemption Conspiracy Group.
Iris thought of something.
She looked at Ron with eyes that were slightly shining and full of longing: "Sir, you can make this satellite area prosperous, right? "
This descendant of Asuman did not go directly to the main city of Comoros. He probably wanted to build his own private territory, like those large conspiracy groups.
Iris was born in this satellite area, and she also hoped that it would prosper and become one of the paradises of Comoros.
Ron could not deny that this was why he chose the poor conspiracy group as his target.
Such a small force and a satellite area with no sense of existence are more convenient for him to control and develop.
As soon as there is any disturbance in those big places, it will be immediately noticed by the big forces.
It is not easy for him to be wild.
Ron passed through several intricate streets one after another. He could see piles of bones and flesh everywhere, and there were several platforms for selling slaves.
The iron cages held humans, titanium people or skinny greenskins, and some An unknown alien race.
Hawkers with cunning eyes wandered around, selling all kinds of so-called ancient elves' artifacts, claiming that they could heal the soul.
Some areas decorated by living bodies were occupied by flesh carvers.
Ron curiously stepped forward to take a look.
The skinny flesh carver was integrating bright blue feathers into the body of a dark elf woman.
The child next to him might be his adopted daughter, whose skin was remade into mottled snake scales.
After that, he visited the dens and taverns that provided soul narcotics.
As for the soul and flesh engine factory farther away, he did not go to see it. It is said that slaves of various races are working there.
The mortality rate is very high.
Ron could feel that the people here were quite in awe of him.
People were very envious of him, who looked noble and scattered. The Archon, who exuded the fragrance of a luxurious soul, did not dare to show any disrespect.
He did not even dare to breathe loudly.
At the same time, there were more obscure eyes peeping from a distance.
They were spies sent by other conspiracy groups.
Soon, all the conspiracy groups in this satellite area knew that Randall was dead, and a person who looked more ruthless and difficult to deal with replaced him.
The noble appearance of the Archon and the power he might have behind him were even more daunting.
For a time, the conspiracy groups in the satellite area summoned their think tanks.
Discuss countermeasures.
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The Redemption Conspiracy Group's headquarters.
This is a fortress made of metal and skeletons, with a spire with the characteristics of the Eldar at the top. Only the Archon is qualified to live in the spire.
Ron was not interested in observing this fortress, Instead, he immediately summoned all the armed forces.
Today, the Redemption Conspiracy has dozens of snake bodyguards, hundreds of Conspiracy warriors, and more Ugurs, Ether Hounds, Claw Terrors, and Slave Cannon Fodder.
There are also several pain engines produced by the Haemonculus Association.
These forces are a bit too few and are not enough to fight with other conspiracies.
Fortunately, he brought a group of his own forces in the name of mercenaries.
For example, the number one bodyguard Titus and dozens of elite fear warriors.
Now these fear warriors are already a well-known mercenary group in the galaxy. They can kill anything except humans.
If the reward is enough, even Chaos Demons are no problem.
At first, Titus didn't get along well with those guys, but under Ron's mediation, the gene descendant also promised to cooperate with the action.
After all, this action is aimed at fighting the Dark Eldar aliens.
Buzz~
Ron's communicator received the latest intelligence from the spies, and the last looting team that went out also returned to the satellite area.
That means all the archons in this area are there.
He gave an order to the Dark Eldar armed forces of the conspiracy group:
"Block the docks of the satellite area and prohibit anyone from entering or leaving until I issue an order to lift the ban."
After that, he looked at Titus and the Dread Warriors behind him: "Bring back the heads of all the Archons of this satellite area!"
Ron was ready to swallow up all the conspiracy groups in one go and completely occupy this satellite area.
Titus nodded solemnly and led the Dread Warriors away.
Soon after, the sound of fighting and artillery fire filled many areas.
These violent warriors implemented the most radical boarding and decapitation tactics, and they directly killed into the core of the fortress of other conspiracy groups.
The Dark Eldar were chopped and cried for their parents, if they had any.
Just two days later.
Ron saw the heads of those Archons.
Under the offensive of the third-level soul potion, the work of gathering the armed forces of other conspiracy groups was also going very smoothly.
Those conspiracy armed forces were still afraid that their noble descendant of Asuman would refuse their allegiance.
Everyone knows how important it is to follow a good consul.
"You have done a good job."
Ron praised all the soldiers who participated in the decapitation operation, especially Titus.
After the soldiers left.
He returned to the office and continued to look through the documents.
The heading of the document was "Five-Year Plan for Building a Comoros Characteristic Satellite Zone", which was one of the best jobs of the savior.
Ron wanted to build a dreamlike paradise satellite zone to conquer the dark elves in the field they are good at.
He frowned slightly: "I hope this will go smoothly..."
At the same time.
A black fleet was speeding towards this satellite zone.
