Chapter 488 - Ah, this is what Dark Eldar civilization should look like!
Sana calls himself a soul poet and one of the most fun-seeking people in Comoros.
For thousands of years, he has traveled through every area of this dark city, exploring human slaughterhouses, taverns, paradises, arenas and flesh and blood workshops one after another.
He hopes to find more fascinating torture instruments, delicious tortured souls, and pleasing and exciting competitions or performances.
Then he writes painful hymns to praise them.
Due to Sana's persistence, rich experience and artistic achievements, he has become a well-known figure in Comoros.
People are happy to accept the recommendation of soul poets to try some new places or services.
For example, try the special transplantation of the Tentacle Flesh and Blood Workshop or taste the soul of a new race.
Even the Supreme Overlord is the same.
The descendants of the Hope Primitive Savior and Asuman have also noticed this soul poet and used him as an important propaganda tool:
"Isn't that the top anchor and store explorer in Comoros? Hurry up and invite him to the Redemption Satellite District!"
Soon, an archon who knew Sana sent an invitation.
I hope the soul poets can come and experience the new paradise of the Dark Eldar in the Redemption Satellite Area.
"Are we finally here?"
Sana got off the Destroyer spaceship and looked at his colorful long nails with some boredom.
It was a relic-level artwork, taken from the dried corpse of a noble of the Ancient Eldar Empire.
He followed the nobles and other artists into the passage.
Almost all of them were invited, and some nobles came to seek refuge.
Recently, Comoros may not be peaceful. Under the order of the Supreme Overlord, the Archons began to clean up the relevant areas on a large scale and fight each other.
These nobles were afraid that they would be implicated or plotted against 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 was also for the safety of everyone.
All forbidden weapons or artifacts are not allowed to enter the Redemption Satellite Area, so as to prevent those dangerous things from destroying the entire landmass.
He deeply agrees with this.
The soul poet hated those dangerous weapons. Several of his favorite paradises were inexplicably destroyed along with the entire area.
The lives in those areas were also destroyed, and the souls returned to the hungry lady.
"This may be a boring journey. I hope those boring old dramas will not drive me crazy."
Sana frowned, not interested.
The dark elves today have fallen terribly, especially in artistic achievements, which are becoming more and more lifeless.
He has seen too many of the same things, nothing new.
"The art of the dark elves is dead."
Sana once said this, and at the same time he was more obsessed with the past of the ancient elves.
That period was truly a paradise for art, and the people could pursue the most extreme art and experience.
The dark elves today are timid and still play the old-fashioned soul torture, but dare not impose it on themselves.
Such an experience is greatly discounted.
Of course, there is also the reason why the hungry lady covets it.
In fact, Sana is reluctant to come to this remote border area. He doesn't think there are any new tricks here.
It's nothing more than a bunch of slave slaughterhouses, various torture instruments, transformed flesh and blood bodies, and at most a mountain of corpses and a river of blood.
Everyone has seen these things for thousands of years, what new tricks can there be?
I heard that there is also an arena here.
So what, the dark elves have watched duels and slaughters for a lifetime and are already tired of it.
Some arenas have begun to look for warriors of new races and higher-level beings for novelty.
It is difficult to buy decent warriors and slaves in such remote border areas, and the resources have long been monopolized by the large arenas in Comoros.
It is impossible to compare with it.
However, Sana still came.
Because he was recharged, the archon who invited him gave a large number of top souls as a reward.
That was a price that could not be refused.
"Even so, it cannot distort the soul poet's pursuit of art. The descendant of Asuman cannot buy me!"
Sana thought fiercely in his heart.
But when he thought of the subsequent rewards, he 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 reward includes the treasures of the nobles of the Ancient Elf Empire.
Perhaps, I can find a balance between art and soul, and just praise it a little.
Like many nobles, Sana stepped into the Redemption Satellite Zone 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.
Various defense arrays are so dense that they are outrageous, and the towering spires of buildings are deep in the sky, which is no less than Comoros.
And compared to the dilapidated buildings in Comoros.
The city here is almost brand new, full of the style and art of the Ancient Elf Empire, while taking into account the preferences of the Dark Elf.
It makes people feel like they have returned to the most glorious era of the Elf.
"Oh no, the air here is the sweetness of the soul!"
A Dark Elf noblewoman raised her head and showed an incredible look.
The luxury here is beyond everyone's imagination.
In the center of the city stands a statue of the goddess of life of the ancient Eldar Empire that pierces the sky, and the large soul fountains around it constantly spray out soul energy.
The precious resources that the Dark Eldar rely on for survival evaporate so easily in the air.
There are 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 nobles coming from the opposite side, she walked aside with some shame and hid the human skin bag in her hand behind her.
She found that the nobles coming and going were all wearing a complete set of soul clothes, full of the fragrance of souls.
Whether it is the concentration of souls or the artistic value, they are far superior to the accessories in her hands and on her body. At first glance, they are higher-level products.
At this moment, this Dark Eldar noblewoman is more like a bumpkin from the border area, out of tune with everything around her.
"How did the descendant of Asurman get so many souls? Could it be that he has a large territory in the Milky Way to raise alien lives?"
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 in street shops.
Even in the top urban areas of Comoros, there is no such scene, right?
In fact, these riches are both real and fake, and many people are taking 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 accumulated service periods of dozens or hundreds of years, and even sold their entire bodies to the descendants of Asuman.
But these dark elves are never tired of it.
Anyway, if they don’t serve the descendants of Asuman, they will have to fight for other conspiracy groups, so it’s better to follow this descendant of the ancient nobles.
At least the reward 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 worthy of being a paradise built by the descendants of Asuman. That noble existence inherited the artistic heritage of the ancient elf empire."
The great fall of the ancient elves was so sudden.
Even now, there are still many people in the dark elves who miss the glory of the past.
The city built by Ron, imitating the ancient Eldar Empire, undoubtedly caters to the dark Eldar's hidden expectations.
They can't help but feel good about the Redemption Satellite District, and even worship it.
Sana became cautious and began to visit the Redemption Satellite District under the guidance of the witch Lemien.
He devoted himself to this trip, not only for the reward given by the sponsor, but also for the glorious dream hidden in his heart.
The first stop of this soul poet was the Soul Paradise.
He experienced some of the extreme entertainments of the ancient Eldar Empire, such as extreme sensory experience and torture, which were much more exciting than simply torturing slaves.
And he was not hunted by the power of the hungry lady.
Sana also swam in the artificial ocean full of souls, which was a beauty he had never experienced before.
He even experienced death once.
He and the tourists experienced the deepest fear of death in various ways, and then were quickly stitched up and restored by the Haemonculus.
This project is quite expensive.
But for tourists, it is already cheap.
After all, not everyone can easily invite the Haemonculus Master and have so many souls as materials for recovery.
Afterwards, Sana went to the Soul Casino and experienced the carnival of mind and soul.
The air here is full of high stimulants and soul energy, and all kinds of wonderful soul wines, food, and medicines are readily available.
There are also various entertainment boxes that can be entered at any time for payment.
He saw someone press down all his wealth, and his spirit and soul felt happy in extreme tension, and then ushered in a miserable bankruptcy.
He got the extreme emotion in a short time.
There was also a slave who pressed down the only currency and was lucky to win a huge fortune.
He became a rich man overnight.
You can bet on anything here, whether it is wealth, power, spouse, or your own soul, it can be converted into chips.
A bunch of conspiracy warriors gathered together with great interest, discussing the so-called borrowing and repairing the sky plan or some way to increase luck.
Sana likes this place very much.
There are too many gambling projects here, so dynamic, every soul is in extreme excitement.
It is a world of difference from the deadness of some entertainment areas in Comoros.
The long years and the corruption of the Hungry Lady have made the spirits of many tribesmen dead and without much vitality.
And this place completely activates the emotions of visitors.
Sana also tried it.
But he soon lost all the rewards this time, emptied his account, and left in a cold sweat.
The soul poet experienced the long-lost poverty and excitement, and he was ready to experience it again after the subsequent rewards arrived.
Sana's second stop was the high-end residential area.
He was surprised to find that it was so comfortable here that he could not feel any gaze from the Hungry Lady.
That means that the souls of the residents do not have to decay in a continuous nightmare, which is something that any Comoros resident cannot imagine!
Sana asked how to obtain the residential area, but got a price he could not afford.
Perhaps only those high-ranking nobles and archons 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 was 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, Nightmares, Mandrakes, to the superbly skilled Succubi, 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.
The audience can also spend money to upgrade their weapons or invest in large-scale bombing on the battlefield, or wear corresponding equipment to fight on the battlefield in person.
The Redemption Arena provides sufficient protection measures to ensure the lives of the audience.
At least they can be rescued and stitched before the audience is broken into pieces.
Not only that, the arena also arranges betting items, so that you can bet on your favorite units while watching the war.
To win more rewards.
Of course, such large-scale war competitions can only be held once or twice a month. In addition, there are many traditional or non-traditional projects.
Such as battle royale, death competition, etc.
There are also new things like electronic cricket fighting, which can select the race unit of your choice to arm, transform, and alienate, and then put it into the arena to participate in gambling.
Finally win unimaginable rewards.
A good bug or warrior will be fought for by many financiers, providing 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 axe worm into an incomparable mutant behemoth.
Or use special methods to create your own combat unit.
Poor combat units may not lose!
Nowadays, the arena has developed a special blood-ring trainer, and some senior players are also very interested in the relevant technical training routes.
Poor people can also bet on the periphery to get rich or feel the atmosphere.
If you are adventurous or bankrupt, you can also go out in person and have a hearty competitive journey.
In short, the Redemption Arena takes into account both tradition and innovation, with unimaginable variety, which 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 even took out a loan to buy a very good Terra Swift Boneworm.
As for the greenskin, he couldn't bear to buy it, because it was more difficult to train.
He felt that he had already learned some skills to identify good units and was about to get started.
Sana didn't realize that these things were worthless in the outside world, and they were all used as cheap slaves or flesh and blood materials in Comoros.
But unfortunately, the Redemption Arena does not accept any combat units from outside. Only combat units selected in special breeding rooms can get bloodline certification and participate in the competition.
Then win wealth and glory, and get everyone's envious eyes.
Some expensive combat units can even be worth a medium-sized combat sailing ship.
It is said that there are now second-hand dealers of combat units.
Some guys with a keen sense of smell began to hype the prices of certain series and varieties of combat units.
The Redemption Arena, a competitive city built on an entire continent, ushered in a prosperous economic system.
Based on his experience in the Redemption Satellite Zone, Sana wrote travel notes and eulogies.
He praised this prosperous border area and the noble descendants of Asurman with unreserved enthusiasm.
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Comoros.
Within a few weeks, the works of the soul poet Sana were wildly spread in this dark city, and a wave of enthusiasm for the Redemption Satellite Zone was set off.
Among them, the most widely circulated was the version modified by the descendants of Asurman himself.
Such as:
"Ah, this is what the Dark Eldar civilization should look like!", "This scene in the Redemption Satellite Zone made me see the power of the Dark Eldar", "Raphael Asurman, the last glory of Comoros", "Perhaps, the Dark Eldar should reflect on the loss after the Great Fall", etc.
For a time, the Redemption Satellite Zone and the noble descendants of Asurman were known to everyone.
There is also a legend that the descendants of Asurman can bring redemption to Comoros and let the Dark Eldar get rid of the pursuit of the hungry lady.
Cruel Castle, top box.
Some special leaflets were scattered on the ground.
Victor sat on the throne, playing with a ball inlaid with gems.
It was an ancient relic, a tool used by the planetary sculptors of the Eldar Empire to carve stars.
It could collapse a meteorite belt into a world, or tear a planet into a desired shape in a short time.
Such a creation only requires some psychic power to activate it.
He has many toys like this.
Victor squeezed the spherical relic, his face grim and ferocious:
"Where did that descendant of Asurman come from? How dare he challenge the authority of the Supreme Overlord?!"
