The city of endless darkness, Commorragh, is an incredible, hyper-dimensional Starport city. When Slaanesh was born, its single blast shattered the entire Aeldari Empire, instantly killing ninety percent of the Aeldari population and transforming the entire race from galactic rulers into interstellar refugees.
Their souls were like freshly roasted chickens laid before the God of Excess; only through ascetic practice and the use of Spirit Stones could they avoid being captured, dipped, and eaten.
Those Aeldari who had journeyed away on Ark Worlds before Aeldari society fell into decadence, or those on undeveloped worlds far from the Aeldari Empire's Core Area, miraculously survived.
And some Aeldari who happened to be in the Webway when the event occurred also escaped death and seemingly suffered no negative effects. At least, that's what they thought at the time.
Later, this group of Aeldari hiding in the Webway discovered they hadn't escaped the fate of becoming soul-jelly snacks, but through rampant hedonistic lifestyles and torturing other individuals, they could temporarily reduce or even reverse Slaanesh's influence.
From then on, they began to constantly capture, torture, and kill other life forms in the The Galaxy / Milky Way. Besides replenishing their souls, this also had the benefit of literally extending their lives... Li Feng shook his still dizzy head, trying to clear his mind. He looked at the surrounding architecture, full of thorns and hooks, glinting with cold light, and the pervasive smell of blood and decay in the air, and couldn't help but mumble:
"This place... even hell would reject it, right?"
"Welcome to Commorragh," the Drukhari / Dark Aeldari lord said indifferently, speaking in very broken Gothic, with a hint of condescending amusement, "This is the paradise of endless darkness, and your final resting place."
Magnus raised his head, scanning the surroundings with his single eye, his face full of impatience:
"Commorragh? The Drukhari / Dark Aeldari's den? What terrible luck..."
Mid-sentence, he paused, a cold smile appearing on his face,
"However... it doesn't seem so bad. Hurry up and tear me to pieces; I don't want to live anymore."
Li Feng looked at Magnus in confusion: "Hey, you haven't been infected by the gloomy atmosphere here, have you? I was counting on you to pull me through."
Magnus ignored Li Feng, instead staring at the Drukhari / Dark Aeldari with a scrutinizing gaze. Anyway, he was a cripple now, and even his psychic powers had been completely confiscated by the Chaos Gods / The Four Gods' 'big slap,' so he might as well die.
The other party seemed to sense his aura; although they remained aloof, they stood a little further away from him.
The Drukhari / Dark Aeldari lord was clearly quite interested in the two 'outsiders' before him. He snapped his fingers, and his attendants immediately brought a chair full of spikes, gesturing for the two to sit.
"Sit,"
The lord smiled slightly,
"You are rare guests. We Drukhari / Dark Aeldari always enjoy 'entertaining' special souls."
"I think I'll pass,"
Li Feng waved his hand at the 'tiger bench,' a look of disgust on his face, and said dismissively to the coolly dressed, dark-gothic-styled handsome men and women before him:
"This chair doesn't look like anything good. I'm not interested in torture devices like this."
The lord's eyes turned cold, and the guards behind him instantly stepped forward, their sharp weapons pointed at Li Feng's neck. However, Li Feng remained unfazed, merely shrugging:
"Don't be so fierce. I'm a reasonable person. Come, sit, sit, I'll introduce you to what 'harmony and friendship' means."
Suddenly, the Dark Eldar closest to Li Feng directly drew the knife from his waist and slashed across Li Feng's neck... Suddenly, Li Feng's head fell backward, but his body remained standing, his head and body connected by only a layer of skin, dangling there.
The bowl-sized wound on Li Feng's neck immediately began to gush blood, spraying the surrounding Drukhari / Dark Aeldari and Magnus in the face... Magnus, however, looked indifferent; he still wondered why it wasn't him who died, tired of it all, let it be destroyed.
But those Dark Eldar splattered with Li Feng's blood immediately felt an endless soul pulsation from it, which even suppressed their inner fear of Slaanesh.
In an instant, they regretted having so hastily killed the mortal before them... Looking at Li Feng in that state... it seemed... he couldn't be saved.
Just as they were preparing to package Li Feng's body for recycling, and incidentally capture the half-paralyzed, one-eyed, depressed, sunburnt red-skinned Ogryn next to him... Suddenly, the decapitated body on the ground raised its hand and aimed a strange plasma pistol at the head of the Drukhari / Dark Aeldari Miss closest to him... Pong—!!!
A plasma bolt directly vaporized the head of that Drukhari / Dark Aeldari Miss. Under the incredulous gazes of a group of Drukhari / Dark Aeldari, the 'corpse' with its dangling head stood up... At the severed part of the wound, the originally broken spine was reorganizing, and soon Li Feng's head lifted.
"Who are you? An immortal?"
Immediately, the Drukhari / Dark Aeldari surrounded this strange 'human.'
But he now only wanted to quickly leave this strange city, filled with strange smells... Li Feng pulled out the white cube he had previously 'borrowed' from Trazyn. This small cube, only one cubic unit, looked like a die, but Li Feng could clearly see a strange female Inquisitor with a tall hat trapped inside.
"You're the one! Inquisitor... Grefax!!!"
Li Feng casually threw this 'Master Ball' to the ground, and immediately a flash of white light appeared. A beautiful long-haired female, wearing female Inquisitor power armour, with a red bionic eye, and a tall hat, appeared holding a Bolter and a dueling sword.
"Inquisition (Order of Requisition), Katarina Grefax" (Image in section comments, Inquisitor, Grefax, if not, it was swallowed.)
At this moment, Grefax was still unclear about the situation; she only remembered being in an endless world, repeatedly reincarnating.
Suddenly, she was teleported to a place that looked like a lower Hive City, except the sky here was purplish-blue.
But the next second, she saw a human male standing before her, quite handsome, wearing a military-green flight jacket with a skull morale patch (Punisher) and an imperial aquila... and around his neck hung a long string of rosary beads, Adeptus Mechanicus gears, and Astra Militarum dog tags.
"Excuse me..." Grefax immediately wanted to ask what was going on, but Li Feng didn't speak, only pointed behind Grefax.
At this moment, a Dark Eldar had already leaped, jumping towards the Inquisitor who had just been'summoned'... The Inquisitor was an 'Intelligence and Judgment Agency' shrewdly created by Malcador when he foresaw internal and external threats to the Imperium.
Inquisitors come in all kinds, some are intellectual workers like Amberly Veil.
Others are purely martial workers, like Bastian Caisse.
But most, like Grefax, handle both martial and intellectual tasks... Grefax didn't turn around; she swung her Bolter to aim at the Dark Eldar's head. With a gunshot, the Dark Eldar's brains exploded.
"Xenos..."
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