Chapter 481 - Victor: Savior, I want to see your pathetic appearance

"The entertainment model of the Dark Eldar is still too primitive and lacking..."

Ron flipped through the information about the Dark Eldar and shook his head.

Not just the Dark Eldar.

The current entertainment model of the entire Galaxy is not as good as the 2K era of my previous life.

In other words, the heretics who believe in the Lord of Joy are a little more playful.

There is nothing we can do about that.

Almost all races in the galaxy are facing cruel survival problems. They don't even have enough food to eat, and their personal safety is not guaranteed. How can they have the energy to develop the entertainment industry?

Especially due to the existence of the Lord of Pleasure, the state religion has further restricted pleasurable behaviors, and entertainment methods have been compressed again.

In order to maintain their will, some believers not only refuse to enjoy entertainment, but also use flogging machines to beat their bodies from time to time.

Keep yourself alert.

Although this may bring pleasure and depravity to those with a certain tendency.

The same goes for the Eldar.

They have been targeted more than humans, and are the main corruption targets of the Lord of Joy. They even dare not mention the name of that existence.

Can only be replaced by a horny lady.

The Ark Eldar chose to wear soul stones and abstain from sex to fight the corruption, while the Dark Eldar chose to hide in the Webway and drain souls to resist.

Once they stop sucking souls, they will soon be taken away by the evil god.

Under this high-pressure situation, the Dark Eldar have more tricks to torture people, and other entertainment methods are quite primitive.

Even the arena is the oldest mode, with a bunch of people chopping around.

Therefore, I have the opportunity to give them some strength.

The Dark Eldar engage in all kinds of torture just for the pleasure of healing the poor souls.

What if I gave them higher-quality soul power and more diverse, heaven-satisfying entertainment?

What will be the result?

"It's great, I can finally let go this time!"

Ron was quite excited.

In the past, when I was in the Savior Territory, I didn't dare to engage in these entertainment industries at all, for fear of ruining the atmosphere of the territory.

It's fine now.

I can play my best on the territory of the Dark Eldar and enjoy myself.

The appearance of the Eldar people is no worse than that of humans, and the succubi of the Dark Eldar are even more impressive.

Ron highlighted the development documents for the satellite area.

This city of bliss will introduce modern entertainment management concepts, with Death Arena and Soul Paradise as the core of development, along with gambling and credit industries.

Let the Dark Eldar have the most exciting experience.

Anyway, everyone can enjoy the carnival of souls to the fullest. If you run out of money, you can borrow it. If you can't pay it back, you can sign a contract to work for yourself.

Absorb wealth and people on a large scale.

After Ron approved the document, he sent the satellite area renovation project plan to Elise.

Let her organize the manpower to execute the construction.

Elise already has her own team of secretaries, able to handle more affairs, and will continue to refer to the structure of the Ancient Spirit Empire.

Establish multiple departments to be responsible for corresponding affairs.

The Dark Eldar have inherited a lot of technology from the Ancient Eldar Empire. Their industrial base is stronger than that of humans and they can create a prosperous territory.

But they didn't bother to do it, instead leaving it to half-dead slaves.

Those slaves were also of mixed quality, missing arms and legs, and were tortured while working.

It's quite normal to die halfway through the work.

As for the management and construction of the city, there is even less.

It is basically in a state of chaos and no management, the ruins are too lazy to deal with, and bones and flesh are scattered everywhere.

The conspiracy groups in Comoros are also killing each other. Whoever has the biggest fist has the final say. They only destroy but not build.

If it weren't for the fact that the buildings in Comorragh were all based on spiritual bones, were huge in scale, and could absorb energy and expand on their own, this area would have been ruined long ago.

According to Ron's prediction.

If he could organize a basic city management system, coupled with the construction technology of the Eldar, millions of slaves, and some resources and manpower under his command.

There is a high probability that all transformation goals can be completed within five years.

Of course, such a system cannot be too detailed and only serve as a temporary team for construction.

In the future, various happy education and entertainment systems will be cooperated to further disintegrate the combat effectiveness of the Dark Eldar.

Otherwise really make the Dark Eldar great again.

That would be troublesome.

"Sir, I will take care of it."

Elise received the documents and tried to get used to the new working mode: "We found a lot of working construction machines in the underground warehouses of various fortresses.

This will greatly increase the progress of our work. "

Today's work is different from what she thought before. She does not need to prepare poison, design murders or organize robbery plans, but to build.

This Lemien witch cannot understand such construction behavior.

The Dark Eldar basically live a life of robbery with today and no tomorrow, and no one knows when their soul will be taken away.

And Comoros, a huge ancient city that is constantly expanding to absorb satellite areas, is ready.

They don't have much concept of city construction at all.

At most, they can only build some weapon factories or flesh and blood workshops.

Anyway, as long as there are spaceships and military force, the wealth and resources in the cities of each race in the galaxy belong to them.

They were able to plunder across the galaxy through the Webway with ease.

"Perhaps the ancient nobles' way of doing things is different from ours."

Elise thought about it and didn't think there was any problem with this.

All he had to do was obey the orders of Lord Asuman and get his reward.

The enchantress walked away with an elegant pace.

She became younger and more beautiful under the nourishment of pure souls.

This is also the reason why the dark Eldar nobles are so obsessed with pure psychic energy.

Even if they absorb a large number of souls to get rid of the hungry lady, they still need more soul energy to maintain their bodies.

Ron's previous iron-blooded methods shocked the entire satellite area, making all the ruling behaviors extremely smooth.

There were no obstacles in the issuance and execution of his orders.

After all, the bodies and heads of those archons and conspiracy warriors are still hanging in various areas.

However, when the construction activities were still being prepared, bad news came.

When the executive officers were purged, someone used special communications to contact the superior conspiracy group in Comoros for help.

The conspiracy group received the information and led the fleet to retaliate aggressively!

In the conference hall.

Ron listened to the intelligence collected by the spy and remained silent.

Titus and other leaders also looked gloomy, and the atmosphere in the entire conference hall was low.

"My Lord, the Iron Thorn Conspiracy is a medium-sized conspiracy."

Iris looked solemn: "They have hundreds of thousands of warriors and a large number of warships and heavy weapons. We in the satellite area have no way to be hostile to them."

Ron sighed and asked: "Can we completely block the port routes and keep them out?"

"No, conspiracies above the medium size have relic-level guide stones, which can ignore the route blockade of ordinary ports."

Ron frowned.

This is worse news, which means that before he has enough strength, he has no way to refuse the arrival of other forces.

The hard work of the satellite area may eventually make wedding dresses for others.

This is also the reason why the Dark Eldar are unwilling to build. Looting is the norm here. Spend all the money on weapons and ships. If you can't stand it, you can just pack up and run away.

But if you invest in the territory, it may all become someone else's.

Many behaviors are shaped by the environment.

It was like someone in his previous life mocked the people of some small countries for being lazy, eating bananas in the wild and unwilling to work in the fields or build houses.

However, it was not that they were lazy, but that it was not worth it.

When you worked hard to open up the wasteland and plant crops, before the crops matured, they were plundered by others.

Even in his own country, there were incidents of looting crops. Who would dare to continue planting in such an environment?

Comoros is such an environment.

The final result is that except for a few truly powerful conspiracy groups, other conspiracy groups are doing zero-dollar shopping.

If there are good things in the Milky Way or someone's territory, go and grab them.

This is what Ron is really worried about.

Once the Iron Thorn Conspiracy Group enters this satellite area and sees the supplies that he has worked hard to transport in,

That will be troublesome.

Even if he repels them, those guys will spread the news.

Will there be more conspiracy groups coming to collect money by then?

The Redemption Satellite Area must accumulate enough strength and establish a strict defense system before it can show off its wealth to the outside world.

The bigger problem is that the manpower under his command has not yet arrived, let alone large-scale recruitment.

It may not even be able to stop the first wave of the Iron Thorn Conspiracy Group.

There is no way around it.

Ron cannot directly bring the organized army to the Redemption Satellite Area, which may expose his true identity.

The entire plan will be destroyed, and there will be no way to gain a foothold in Comoros.

At present, his identity as a dark elf descendant of the Asurman family is particularly important and is the foundation of rule.

If his identity is exposed, the forces in Comoros will inevitably attack humans when they learn that humans have occupied the satellite area.

That is a war between the dark elves and humans, and it is difficult for him to gain an advantage in this war.

But if he occupies the satellite area as a descendant of Asurman, it will be a competition within the dark elves, and he can develop according to the rules of competition that have always been used.

As long as you are strong enough and can kill the Supreme Overlord, it doesn't matter even if you rule Comoros.

So, he must keep this identity no matter what.

"Sir, please give the order."

The Nightmare Commander was ready for battle, and the other conspiracy leaders also looked over.

Waiting for the next order from the Archon.

Whether to continue to garrison and fight, or abandon this satellite area, load all the belongings and run away by ship.

They can accept it.

Some people think that the Redemption Conspiracy Group can't hold the satellite area.

Running away is the best choice.

But they dare not reveal such thoughts, for fear of being treated cruelly.

That noble existence may not be able to tolerate such an act of fleeing without fighting.

After hesitating, Ron issued an order for all defenses, and tried to build defensive positions at the port dock as much as possible.

Until the last moment, he would not abandon the Redemption Satellite Area.

Abandoning this place, I don't know when I can find another suitable area.

At that time, the chaos caused by the Great Split of Comoros may end, and it will be even more difficult for me to have the opportunity to develop.

Take a look at the correct version in the 16-9 book and bar!

After the Archon issued the order, all the commanders followed it and moved all the weapons to the port area to build a defense line.

A decisive battle!

Ron looked at the commanders' backs as they left, a trace of worry flashing across his eyes.

Fortunately, the Redemption Conspiracy was not doomed to lose.

Now the Redemption Conspiracy has about 100,000 warriors and many armored units, and it is fighting at home.

As long as the Iron Thorn Conspiracy does not come out in full force, it can still be stopped.

And he has made two preparations to save the situation.

He went back to the office and was busy, patiently waiting for the final result.

At the same time, in the webway.

The black fleet belonging to the Iron Thorn Conspiracy was still moving forward. They were going to plunder the Redemption Conspiracy Archon who was said to be very wealthy.

The Archon was also a nobleman.

But for the Conspiracy, the nobles without strength were lambs to be slaughtered.

Perhaps they could also seek the other party's family inheritance through interrogation.

Bang——

A sudden change occurred, and the Iron Thorn Conspiracy fleet was rear-ended when it passed a corner of the webway.

The warship made of scrap copper and iron seemed to be out of control and crashed into it fiercely.

After that, there were more similar warships.

They broke up the fleet's formation and fired fiercely.

Those noisy bombers rushed towards one warship after another and launched a suicide attack.

"Low-level beasts!"

The archon of the Iron Thorn Conspiracy was furious and tried to organize a counterattack, but he was powerless.

"Waagh... Black bean sprouts!"

The greenskins poured in from the breach above the ship like dumplings, almost drowning the ship.

The entire ship ushered in a brutal fight.

But this only made the greenskins more excited. The Iron Thorn Conspiracy was not in a dominant position in terms of numbers and retreated step by step.

Soon a ship crashed.

Only half a day later, the Iron Thorn Conspiracy's fleet was destroyed by the attack of the greenskins.

After that, the news spread in Comoros.

But it did not cause too much waves, and no one was willing to go out and chase this group of greenskins.

As long as the greenskins did not invade the main city of Comoros, the Eldar pirates would not care. Whoever encountered those brainless beasts would be unlucky.

Occasionally, they would use these brainless beasts to attack the opponent's territory.

Finally, the news reached the ears of the Supreme Overlord Asdubal Victor, but he did not care at all.

He just said lightly: "Why did these hybrid beasts run to the route of Comoros again? Let our people pay attention..."

Such a small matter is not worth his worry.

At this moment, Victor was wearing a gorgeous robe, lying lazily on the throne, enjoying the oral service of the twin witches.

He was watching a killing performance in the most magnificent arena in the galaxy, Cruel Castle, where a tall succubus was dueling with a human salamander warrior.

The succubus left wounds on the salamander warrior with superb skills.

It caused cheers from the audience.

Victor was not very interested in this. Now, only the duel with the owner of the arena, the succubus queen Lyris, could make him pay full attention.

His attention had long been elsewhere, conceiving one conspiracy after another to deal with those nobles who opposed him.

Now, Victor was thinking about the Savior.

The branch route of the webway opened by the Savior had intersected with the route of Comoros, which was an unbearable violation.

He could not tolerate another king in the galaxy holding so many webway routes.

Before, he had signaled several conspiracy groups to sabotage, and even destroyed the opponent's node buildings with dark matter singularities.

"Not enough..."

Victor's sharp nails knocked on the armrest of the chair, and more conspiracies and tricks flashed through his mind.

Perhaps, he could use the power of the devil.

He was going to lay a complicated conspiracy, and then use the subspace demon frenzy to submerge the Savior's webway. He believed that the Chaos Evil Gods would be interested in this scene.

The Supreme Overlord was a little looking forward to seeing the Savior's pathetic expression after losing the webway.

...

"Great!"

Iris excitedly reported the destruction of the Iron Thorn Conspiracy Fleet, and there was no sign of the greenskins invading the Redemption Satellite Area.

Ron also smiled, but not as excited as he imagined.

That was the Steel Teeth Greenskins he had arranged, responsible for blocking the invading fleet on the route.

Fortunately, those guys arrived in time.

He asked, "Do you know the route to the Iron Thorn Conspiracy Satellite Area?"

Generally, larger conspiracies have their own satellite areas.

"Sorry..."

Iris felt guilty for her unprofessionalism: "I was so happy that I almost forgot this important thing. I will arrange a looting operation immediately!"

The Iron Thorn Conspiracy was seriously injured, and it was a good opportunity to go and loot. Maybe other conspiracies had already gone there to rob things.

If we rush over now, we may be able to have a bite of soup and grab some slaves to participate in the construction.

"You arrange the right person. I have something else to do, so I won't go."

After leaving this sentence, Ron took Titus, his personal bodyguard, out of the garrison fortress.

As soon as he came out, he saw a hideous Haemonchi.

The Haemonchi was covered with blood and flesh residues, with several glass jars filled with souls stuck behind his back, and his six arms were transformed into deformed appearances of different races.

There was also a long scorpion tail coiled under his feet.

Such a flesh artist, no matter where he appeared, was a terrible threat.

They regard the galaxy as a huge banquet hall, and humans, undead, Tau and greenskins are all their materials, which they play with at will.

Even some high-level warriors cannot escape the fate of being dismembered for research.

Even the archons of the conspiracy will respect these flesh artists and dare not disrespect them.

When the Haemonculus saw Ron, he turned his head 180 degrees and showed a ferocious smile.

"Hello, Archon!"

His scorpion tail stood up high, as if to salute: "Kronny has been waiting for you for a long time!"

This high-ranking member of the Haemonculus Association has no arrogance towards his employer, just like a dog.

There is nothing he can do about it.

Kronny has been stuck at his current level for too long, and he is only one step away from becoming a Haemonculus Master.

The Tyranid flesh project he is studying is too unpopular and costly, so no employer is willing to fund his research.

Moreover, because of poverty, he had to move the laboratory from the main city of Comoros to the satellite area to reduce the competition he faces.

But life is still not easy.

Now Crane finally met a noble family descendant, a local tycoon, and a great enemy.

The other party not only funded his purest soul as flesh and blood material, but also provided any resources he needed.

Shouldn't he be respectful?

He even worried that the other party would regret it and end the contract because he felt that his research was meaningless.

Ron said nothing and nodded slightly. The Haemonculus wisely made way and kept a little distance.

In order to avoid the smell of potion on his body affecting the good mood of his employer.

Ron walked towards the area where the aircraft was parked, while Titus and Crane followed silently behind him on the left and right.

It can be seen that Crane wanted to say something, but was hesitant about how to bring it up.

Ron glanced at the Blood Orcs: "The bugs you need will be delivered soon, including a large mutant tyrant."

"I have no way to repay your generosity!"

Kronni excitedly spit out his ferocious mouthparts: "If necessary, I will sew up the body for you for free, so that you can perfectly revive... revive..."

He realized that this was not very polite and began to stutter.

Although sew up the body for the employer and revive it is the main service of the Blood Orcs, no archon hopes that there will be a day when he will use the service.

Ron didn't mind these words.

If there is a chance in the future, he would like to experience the resurrection technology of the Dark Eldar and see what the process is.

Afterwards, the group boarded the aircraft and flew to the only arena in the satellite area.

If the most popular industry of the Dark Eldar is selected, the Death Arena will definitely rank at the top, which is simply a den of money for high-level beings.

Various witch cults use it to accumulate wealth and create unparalleled influence.

That is also the key project to be built in the Redemption Satellite Area.

The purpose of Ron's trip was to inspect the arena.

The best outcome would be to capture the arena and the succubus in it.