Chapter 771 New Year’s Eve Special: Slaanes if Line Extra (End)

"Do you want some steak, sir?"

"This is an imported product from Terra Palace."

The sticky chewing sound was less than five meters away from Luo Jia, playing a slutty sound that could drip out of water: For some reason, Luo Jia remembered the feeling when he led the team for the first time and passed through the Eye of Fear.

"Terra Palace?"

The Primroot could feel his fingers trembled suddenly and uncontrollably.

"It's really interesting: I thought only Omigan could sneak into the palace of the pseudo-Emperor."

"Omigan?"

Interesting: The person opposite the table actually showed a similar confusion to Luo Jia.

“I thought Omigan was just another legend in the war.

"The second Hydra?"

"Who can tell clearly what happened inside the Hydra Legion?"

Luo Jia kept smiling.

"Anyway, since Alphares was declared dead, his warships and royal courts have fallen into the shadows. I'm afraid even Terra is not clear about the inside story: But Omigan does stand in Horus One side of it.”

"He called himself the primordial of Hydra."

"Another primordial."

The Virgo giggled and gracefully held the steak on the plate.

"It's like there are not enough Primaries who die in this war."

"Ten years of war have left half of the Primrose disappearing in the galaxy."

"Zhuangsen plunged into the eyes of fear, and let Luther and Caliban fall before the angry San Gilles; Rimanruz and his wolves were broken in the dust of Fenris, with theirs The mother star was destroyed together; Magnus even bitten the head off by the wolf king on the same day he announced that he would turn to Horus. "

"Vulgan, Corax and Alphares died in the Far East, and their respective legions scattered: the last guardians of Nocturne devoured ten thousand crazy sons of Angron, and were torn to pieces, and redeemed Star and its alliance are struggling to resist Motarian and his poisonous scythe."

"Conrad died, just as he had predicted himself, and chose to break himself in a corner where no one cared about: Ferrus died vigorously, if he hadn't attacked too persistently with his army, he would have been the sensation of Moss , Horus really can't keep him."

"The price is just that the Emperor's Sons Legion is also destroyed."

"Oh, and Angelon."

"He is another result of San Gilles in the Caliban offensive and defensive battle: after witnessing the destruction of Caliban, he is the only one who will be stupid enough to pursue the fleet of the Ninth Legion. I think we will be hundreds of years later Only then can you see him again."

The Virgo picked up the wine glass, and the light red wine reflected her face: her pale face was radiating with porcelain texture, and her vermilion eyes were big and unsightly, which made the big talker feel that he was deeply trapped in fear. Inside the valley.

"What do you want to say?"

Luo Jia asked directly.

Virgo did not ask immediately, but pushed the steak in front of him towards the Primrose.

"Isn't there any?"

Luo Jia stared at her with a blank expression.

"No, I'm not hungry yet."

"What a pity."

The Virgo shook his head, then stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth, and expressed his feelings in his vague chewing.

"I hope you won't regret it: the dishes made from the Imperial Army's spine are not available every day."

"Imperial Guard?"

The Primrose frowned.

"They've been to Avalon?"

"It's the Internet... well... forget it, you don't understand if you explain it clearly to you."

Virgo picked up the knife, slowly cut his fingers into toothpicks, and began to look for the shredded meat stuffed in his teeth.

"You don't really think that our mother has been having nothing to do in the past few years, right?"

"She is very busy, and it is not an easy thing to delay the Cursed and his legion on the most important battlefield, especially the number of imperial guards is not right: if you don't want to try the pirate If so, maybe you could try today’s seafood soup?”

"What's this time?"

The Primrose glanced.

"Is the Imperial Guard's brain?"

"No, it's the Nuns of Silence: they're all using it in this place."

“…”

The Primrose felt a chill.

"A few years ago, I remember your eating habits weren't that...unusual."

“It has nothing to do with habits.”

The Virgo blinked, her voice as sweet as honey.

"In the war on the Internet, the losses we have paid far more than you imagined. At least 20,000 souls of the dawnbreaker were wiped out in front of the black flames of the cursed. Even the waves of subspace could not save them: including that He was so arrogant that he broke through the imperial guards and drew his sword at the cursed. "

"You know: the losses of these 20,000 people are all [irreparable]."

“…”

Of course he knew that the strange vortex in the sub-space had revealed this secret to him.

Luo Jia's eyes dimmed a little.

He knew that the powerful power he would rather destroy the entire Avalon exchange for was carried a huge price: the Dawnbreaker was so bound to the Far Eastern Frontier that Avalon's fall ruined their future.

Even after years of war, the Second Legion still had more than 100,000 people, barely considered a huge size, but this number was destined to be the upper limit of Morgan's son: the sacrifice ritual itself destroyed the gene inheritance of the Dawnbreaker. , there will never be a brand new bloodline that will be imported into this arrogant legion.

Of course, all this was not Slaanesia or Morgan's idea. The tragedy emerged in the mind of the word bearer: Behind the unrestrained power of the pleasure prince, His three brothers who were surviving were planning to make silver in the shadows. The trick of the palace collapsed.

If the existence of the cursed person temporarily delayed the internal struggle between chaos, the great game would have been opened again: this time, the youngest evil god would have to face three brothers who have begun to cooperate sincerely.

Behind the complete severance of the legion of Dawn Breaker, there was a huge shadow of Tsengchi and Nurgle flashing, and the blood craze caused by terror made Morgan's power unable to cross the Eastern Galaxy that Saranes had already mastered, and went deeper into the world At the core of this great war.

In addition to the Internet, the army of the Chaos Gods can still unite and jointly attack the last line of defense of the imperial guards, the wider real universe has long been transformed into several countries with clear winding paths in the ten years of war, Chaos and Chaos The bloody battle between them is not more gentle than the one between Chaos and the Empire.

Even the wolf god must respect the attack between the four gods. If the last blow against Terra had not affected the common interests of the four gods, Luo Jia would not be qualified to come and invite the Dawn Breaker's help.

"But it's different now."

The great-written man shook his head slightly and threw away the trivial matters between these gods: he did not need to reveal to Morgan what kind of terrible plans the remaining three gods were planning. After all, what he was loyal to was Chaos itself, The true truth and truth in this world.

Luo Jia smiled and painted the vision of the future to the person in front of him.

"On Terra, the power of the pseudo-Emperor has never been so weak, and in the void, our power has never been so powerful: only four Primrods are still willing to obey his orders, and only the legion of the Imperial Fist is still intact. Under their protection, Ra was just a shaky broken house. ”

"Is that true?"

The Virgo stretched out his finger and tasted the saltiness of the soup. Perhaps he was not satisfied, so he threw it aside with some disgust.

"But how did I hear that the ultimate warrior has been reborn in the Holy Terra? Kiriman pulled up a full half a million men, and his army expanded every minute and every second: the expansion rate of the white scar was no less than that of the speed of the expansion of the white scar. , and their recruits are as strong as monsters."

"That's why we have to conquer Terra as early as possible before there are too many variables."

Luo Jia did not deny these words.

He knew that this was all true: although the speed of expansion of the ultimate warrior was just a few words that flowed from Terra's land, it was enough to make Horus feel uneasy.

As for Khan: He obviously got brand new technology from the pseudo-emperor.

There is no need to say much about San Gilles's strength: Angelon is the proof.

As for Dorn…

"I have to admit it."

Luo Jia gritted his teeth.

"Before Ferrus died in battle, he did give Dorn enough technical assistance."

"After his Titan backpack and arsenal were snatched back by San Gilles, they all fell into the hands of the Imperial Fist: Just like Vulgan's personal arsenal, the Archangel brought us huge obstacles .”

"Are you sure to solve him?"

“We have an advantage in numbers.”

Luo Jia turned to another topic.

"We can still gather the main force and remnants of at least ten legions, maintaining at least three to five times the number advantage in a short period of time: as long as Morgan promises to bring Zhuang Sen and Fogrim to Ulano, there will be eight The Primrose participates in the final hit to the Empire."

"The God of Shepherd promises that he can knock down the angels."

"My troops can steadily suppress the extreme warriors in a short period of time."

"Motarian's powerful offspring is enough to drag the Khan's warriors into the mud."

"This is a sure win war: as long as Morgan is willing to contribute the strength she has."

"……Pooh."

The Virgo spitted out meat residue.

"We don't know where Zhuang Sen is either."

"So is Morgan?"

"You know."

The Virgo's face trembled.

"Mother doesn't like to force Zhuang Sen."

"That's at least let Fogrim attack."

“…”

Virgo stared at him, his big and unsightly eyes made the Primarch feel his hair standing upside down, and his thin lips seemed to be squirming, not knowing whether he was laughing or sighing.

"Come with me."

She only said one sentence and kicked away the Slaane Demon next to her.

"Go and open the door."

Zarakaner humbly retreated.

A moment later, a blasphemy painting on the wall suddenly melted, wandering like a snake, dancing, arching, and turning silver on the floor, and a black corridor directly reached the edge of the vision of the gene primordial.

"Please, uncle."

The Virgo bent down slightly, while Luo Jia stopped straightening her back and walked in.

What surprised him was that this corridor was not decorated, not even wallpaper: only the black of nothingness, deep tunnel to the original body and even unable to see his fingers clearly, as if it was enough to swallow the heart of the Milky Way, It is like a huge void that exists eternally in the hearts of the gods.

It was so heavy that when he touched the door with his fingers, Luo Jia even felt that he had forgotten how to breathe. Fortunately, he had enough strength to enter the extremely decayed world behind the door.

The banquet hall used to entertain the Phoenix is ​​different from any stronghold of the Dawnbreaker: If Morgan's arrogant descendants still follow the expectations of their mothers, and maintain the etiquette as much as possible in the twisted and madness, even if it is just the surface of being rude If you are polite, then the father of the Emperor's son has long since faded his dignity as the Primarch.

He enjoyed the pleasure of blasphemy like a depraved mortal.

On the altar of thousands of golden, perfectly shaped men and women, Fogrim and his concubine were lying: the great demon named Enkali had a slightly swollen worm body and was no different from the phoenix. The head, its hands danced like a caterpillar, and its body was filled with the stench after excretion.

The Primrose kissed it fiercely, kissing up and down, and did not forget to eat each other's lips. The purple-red blood dripped on the ground and turned black, and the believers who formed the altar fought wildly. .

“…”

Luo Jia was very glad that he did not bring Rayak to this room, otherwise it would not be possible for speech therapy and resting.

He looked at the bloated creature and was thinking about how to speak, but he saw that the Virgo next to him had already taken a step forward.

"Nkali."

Morgan's daughter's voice was filled with arrogance as a superior.

"In my mother's name, you need to leave this room: go now."

"Don't pay attention to her, my dearest."

Fogrim's naked body shines with an alabaster-like luster, and his snake-like body tightly clamps the fat of Enkali. He licks his lover's face and prays flatteringly beside its insect-like ear pierced. Go.

“Continue our happiness.”

On the face of the Great Demon, his addiction to the Primarch was so conspicuous that it was almost convinced by Fogrim: If it weren't for Virgo's unreasonable coughing twice, he interrupted the Primarch and the Great Demon rudely The lingering.

"Leave, Nkali."

"Or, you want to argue with your mother?"

Luo Jia instantly turned pale when he saw the face of the Slaane Demon.

This time, even the phoenix's hard work failed to stop Nkali's footsteps. When the demon disappeared in a mess, the big talker looked at his frivolous and blasphemous brother: The phoenix has entangled the virginity. His body poured out his dissatisfaction with a rose-colored breath.

"You are still as arrogant as ever, my dear niece."

"No wonder among everyone, my sister likes to let you climb..."

"Someone wants to talk to you."

The Virgo smiled and pointed the phoenix's gaze at Luo Jia without hesitation.

"Ah...brother!"

Fogrim was surprised as if he had discovered that Luo Jia was also here.

“It’s great to see you.”

The Phoenix lazily wrapped around the place where he and Enkali had just been entangled. One of his arms reached to his lower body, forcing Luo Jia to frown and look at him.

"It's still the same shyness."

Fogrim laughed.

Then, he suddenly put away his smile.

"So, what's wrong with you?"

“…”

Luo Jia forced herself to turn around.

"It's time to go to the war, Fogrim."

"The end is coming, and we urgently need the strength of each of you."

"Only by focusing everything can we stop the crazy plans of the cursed."

"End?"

Furgrim had a scarlet malice in his long narrow pupils.

"You won't really believe this, my poor little brother Luo Jia?"

The Demon Primrose casually stuffed a vermilion fruit into his mouth.

"I'm very comfortable here, I don't want to care about Horus."

"Horus is the destiny of heaven."

Luo Jia corrected seriously, and his eyes passed over Furgrim and looked at the giant statue of the pleasure prince behind the primordial body.

"What's more, there is a treasure you are thinking about in Holy Terra, right?"

"treasure?"

"What treasure?"

Phoenix giggled.

"Why don't I know?"

“…”

Luo Jia lowered his head and gave him the sad brother a pity look.

—————

"I'm not talking to you, Phoenix."

"I'm speaking to your master."

—————

It was just a moment, and everything in front of me was swallowed by nothingness.

Fogrim, Virgo, the banquet hall, the dawner, and even the entire palace, the entire city and the entire country, have all been classified as nothingness.

They still exist, Luo Jia is still standing in the center of them, but his eyes no longer need to see all this. He only needs to see the only master of this world, he only needs to see his former blood relative.

"Morgan."

The Primroot chanted the name lightly, and the stars began to rush in front of him.

All things are reversed, and the years and war flow in front of Luo Jia until they are twisted into a more wonderful appearance, until they lift the nothingness under the surface of the skin, until they finally merge together, like thousands of tributaries As if it was circulating into the sea, the shadows of the mountain slowly covered the spiritual consciousness of the gene primordial.

Luo Jia raised her head and greeted her sisters he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Long time no see, Morgan."

...

＋Yes. ＋

The sound was transmitted from the deepest part of the subspace to the ears of the gene protothes.

＋But I keep watching you, my loyal little brother. ＋

"Honored."

Luo Jia smiled.

"Morgan…or…slaanesia?

He raised his head and looked at the truth that caused half of the Milky Way to be involved in endless depravity.

He saw it.

He saw his tall body standing in the deepest part of the subspace in the most perfect proportion that mortals could not imagine.

He saw Morgan's face, which was no different from the ones during the Great Expedition. Flower-like textures spread all over the Spider Queen. They were blue and blue, just like the color of Morgan's pupils when he was a gene primordial.

But in the next second, all the textures changed to the luster of lilac, and were exactly the same as they were engraved on the route: except for the most important lower abdomen, the two huge spider veins did not overlap together. , but eternal fusion and struggle.

Devour each other.

Protect each other.

Satisfied with each other.

"as always……"

Luo Jia smiled, then plucked up fearless courage and looked at Morgan's face.

He knew that he would see the scene beside the face representing Morgan that made countless believers of Slaines fall in love with: the face of the Prince of Hedonia is like a phantom, looming beside the Spider Queen's face, and they have different expressions , represents different wills, but they live in harmony in the same body.

In the blink of an eye, Luo Jia's face would be the face of Slaanes, while Morgan's face turned into an illusion, looming: they were eternally mixed together, except for the source of happiness that was settled in the lower abdomen, everything about them All can be shared.

The only exception is that they still need to satisfy each other at all times.

"I never thought you would be so honest and generous."

Luo Jia smiled and spent a second thinking about the name of the thing in front of him.

"Slaanes?"

"Morgan?"

"Or it is: Gemini Goddess."

"How should I call you?"

＋It's as you like. ＋

Morgan raised his hand and lazily grabbed Fogrim below, and like picking an orange, she tore off a large piece from his brother's soul, held it in his mouth, and enjoyed it. The prince shared it together.

＋Now…＋

she said vaguely.

＋Tell me, brothers Luo Jia? ＋

Morgan, Slaanesia, or they were blasphemous and eternally integrated, and once again showed their smile to the Galaxy.

Hope, this crazy world.