mtl008 Chapter 269 Ship News Attending the Banquet
Chapter 269 Ship News Attending the Banquet
Listening to Victor's lofty ambitions, You Run's face couldn't help but become even more distorted. Just imagining building a dark throne and letting the psychic sit on it, constantly absorbing the opponent's psychic energy, made him almost reach a climax.
Extracting psychic energy is simply the most horrific punishment it can think of. Extracting psychic energy is a blow to the soul, and the pain it endures will be able to feed almost half of the Comoros elves.
Even if the Dark Throne project is truly successful, many Eldar will experience the most overwhelming pleasure in their lives, just like their first orgasm in their life.
"Then I will send all my men..."
“No, no, Comoros is so big, I have a way to find this friend who is fortunate enough to come to Comoros.
It's time for me to take some action and spread the news that the Imperial ships will be open to the public in three months and everyone can come and visit.
I want all locations to receive the message, even in the old city where the hunt is ongoing, and I want those orcs to say "board the ship."
You Run asked doubtfully.
"An Imperial ship? Does it have any direct connection to this matter?"
Victor took the gauze skirt of the corpse and wiped the blood off his body, then patted the corpse in front of him and said.
“Hahaha, You Run, ah You Run, flesh and blood technology is your strong point, but playing with people’s hearts is my specialty.
My name is Victor and I'm a bitch!
This little bitch told me everything before she died. Akarakes even thought he could exchange one gift for two pieces of information. I think he has lived long enough.
Marlas also knows the news about this psychic. My lovely subordinate, elegant mistress, smelly... She is not a fool. She might be thinking of finding a way to retaliate against me.
But they did not yet know the importance of this psychic, they merely regarded it as some slightly special cargo.
Therefore, we still have plenty of time to prepare. You only need to do one thing: make sure those tin cans have the most exciting performance at the exhibition."
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Lin Heng worked 997 for consecutive days and successfully completed the review, firmly sitting in the position of the Hedonist. Although he still has the strength to kill the Tianlong Man, it is better to be calm because a big tree attracts wind.
Relying on its powerful fighting ability, the warriors of the Blood Claw Conspiracy also feel very close to this Dark Eldar holding the Nightmare Blade. After all, who doesn't like to have a powerful guy in their team?
So these days, Lin Heng was either looting or killing dark elves, one to make his identity more reasonable, and the other to find more intelligence.
Sure enough, after half a month of hard work, he heard the news about the ship on the first day he joined the conspiracy.
"Have you heard? In two months, the monkey battleship we brought back will be exhibited at the duel arena of the Fanatic Conflict Sect."
"Yes, basically all the big and small forces in Comoros have received the news. I heard that Yourun Lakas, Victor and several other most powerful witches of the Wuling Sect will appear."
"What's the name of the exhibition? The craziest Haemonchi, Yourun Lakas, is going to take action. Hahaha, it seems like these tin cans are dying."
Lin Heng listened to the discussion of the warriors and began to think about the next plan in his mind. There was no way he could sneak in to rescue them, as these Tauren were not worthy of him to stand by them. Although it would be a pity not to get any information, he might gain something by taking a look.
"Damn it, this is forcing me to be in the spotlight..." Lin Heng said to himself.
"Have you ever seen a female Commoran Eldar with red hair that reaches her ankles? She is very powerful in combat, even stronger than me."
"Yes, Boss!"
Lin Heng immediately became interested and thought, I finally found you.
"The witch spirits in that fanatical conflict sect are basically like this. But if the hair can be this long, then it must be the top witch.
F*ck, boss, you've had sex with a witch, and you're still alive?"
The subordinate's words made everyone scream. They would never be able to fight the witch in their lifetime. Those elves were really ruthless killers.
They were not able to deal with advanced combat skills. Even if they all attacked together, death was only a matter of time. Some witches from the Wuling Sect were even fast enough to dodge ammunition from various weapons.
After a battle, the enemy was cut into pieces, but he himself did not even have a wound.
Lin Heng frowned and recalled the previous situation, then asked:
"So what do the leader of this Wuling sect, the First Witch, usually call her?"
One of his men clapped his hands and shouted:
"Uncrowned Queen, Boss! What do you usually do? Do you just think about chopping and chopping..."
Lin Heng suddenly felt a chill running from his tailbone along his spine through his head. He turned his head sharply to look around. Those cunning villains were operating skateboards and shuttling between the thorny towers. In the weird and hideous environment, it seemed that there was a pair of eyes hidden, staring at him closely.
"Oh my god, I'm in some hot water..."
I thought that even if I met a cult witch while fleeing, it was no different from stepping on the archon's toes when I went out. The key point was that I couldn't beat her, and I couldn't use my psychic power to escape, which made me extremely passive.
"She...don't think about it anymore. Let's first talk about the conditions for visiting. Even if the First Arena is big, it can accommodate hundreds of thousands of elves at most. It may not be enough to rely on the identity of a hedonist alone."
"That must be the boss. There are so many nobles in Comoros, including dukes, marquises, earls, viscounts, and barons with their families. You either have money or power, otherwise you can't get in."
The subordinates expressed their opinions, and finally they unanimously discussed that either they had to surpass the Celestial Dragons in status in the conspiracy group, or become a member of the Archon's guard. It was basically impossible for others to get in by their own means.
"Boss, you are so powerful, wouldn't it be easy for you to be a Heavenly Dragon? There will be a banquet at the Blood Claw Building in two days, you can go and take a look.
If you get to know a few noble ladies, don't worry about whether you feel wronged or not. Just serve them well and they might be willing to take you with them.
After all, if it is really an absolutely grand show as that old immortal said, there will definitely be people who take this opportunity to have fun. If it were me, I would bring three or five of my favorites and give them a good fight in front of all the nobles.
*! It’s exciting just to think about it! ”
The words of his men caused the group to begin hallucinations, and they all exchanged their thoughts, discussed XP, and swapped newfound methods of pleasure.
Lin Heng tried his best not to show any strange feelings in front of them, thinking that he could not escape this method no matter where he went. Although the women of the elves generally took great care of themselves, especially this group of nobles, they could not stand the other party's crazy and insane state.
The XP of this group of low-level conspiracy warriors is weird and disgusting enough. Who knows how perverted the more evil and darker Comoros nobles can be.
But there is no other way, I have to go. I hope I can find other ways by then... If it really doesn't work... I'll just have to endure the humiliation.
So Lin Heng packed his equipment and headed to the Blood Claw Conspiracy's skyscraper two days later.
As a veteran archon of Comoros, Akarakes must have a high status among the Dark Eldar. When they heard that it was holding a banquet, the Comoros nobles who were on good terms with it were naturally invited to attend the event.
The spires, which are tens of kilometers high, are bright all over. The light from the spotlights even illuminates the gloomy sky. The atmosphere of carnival is self-evident. Thousands of gorgeous airships are hovering between the skyscrapers. The place is packed with guests who must be here for fun.
The further you go into Comoros, the smaller the vehicles you can drive become.
All emotions are the spiritual food of this group of Comoros nobles. Showing off the splendor of their airships satisfies their vanity, displaying the charm of their favorites satisfies their lust, and showing off the strength of their guards satisfies their desire for power.
Listen to the elves' praise, watchers' eyes widen, and fellow elves are dumbfounded; make them envious, make everyone jealous, make everyone surprised, feel the emotions of the creatures around, and experience the appetizers before the banquet.
The airship flew directly into the spire. The layers of helipads were set up to highlight their status. Hundreds of attendants with pretty faces and plump figures immediately stepped forward to greet them with smiles when they saw the nobles coming.
Leading them to the area exclusively for this group of nobles and the archons of various conspiracy groups, a place away from vulgar interests, or in other words, a place with higher-level enjoyment.
The power structure of the building is divided into three levels. Basically, there is one level for low-level fighters, one level for mid-level leaders, and finally one level for each noble or conspiracy archon.
People like Lin Heng are at most in the lower level with those low-level warriors. He is still considered lucky. If he is chosen as a guard, he cannot even move around freely or even look at others more.
And naturally he had to go to the top level, where only the circles of nobles, archons, and witches existed would discuss the really important things. Maybe he could even meet the mysterious red-haired woman.
He had already deduced the other party's identity and even his intentions, and used him to cause some unrest in Comoros and do things that would benefit her position. As for the Dark Eldar, it was not surprising that anything could happen.
Thinking of this, Lin Heng stepped into the tower. Then crazy music began to rise and fall in his ears. The restless crowd danced wildly in the dance floor, but it was more like a large-scale silver party than a dance.
All kinds of lovemaking, you are greedy and I am in love, indulge in debauchery, sexual pleasure, act recklessly, the dragon spits out pearls, the old tree has tangled roots, and three people and one dish.
The crowds made it difficult for Lin Heng to walk. Those black bean sprouts were not wearing armor, and he was covered in spikes and was looked on coldly by many pleasure-seekers.
As a result, some of them got so engrossed in the play that they stuck to the armor while flipping, scratching the delicate skin of the witch spirit.
"Husbands, teach this brainless guy a lesson!"