Warhammer 40k: Lust of Light

Rasta didn't know how much time he spent licking his wounds.

When He appeared in front of everyone with dim light again, the war under the Brass Gate was over.

Several incarnations of Him are healing the canned people after the war.

Gene seeds are being recycled one by one.

Tia is the leader of this recycling team. She only needs to read the information left by the former pharmacist to know how to handle this situation.

Holy Lena dragged her exhausted body to the Inspiration King Wusidisi, who she thought was too powerful to be knocked down by anything, and vividly talked about the scene in which she led other cans to defeat the four gods and demons.

This time, Rasta didn't say anything, just smiled and stroked her head quietly.

His mental state has become increasingly unstable, and he is afraid that his words will be contaminated and hurt the child.

The victory dinner was held at night. Fully 30% of the cans died, and several incarnations merged into Rasta's body.

The souls of those fallen cans were collected by Him and put into His heart.

Shallan communicated with the family and asked them to send additional navigators to Edmelon.

The nagging Holy Lena finally fell asleep in the arms of the evil god.

The Ashes Door opened, and Nusgreen walked out of it. He looked at his father in disbelief.

As the main god who stole the power of Slaanesh and became the main god, he can see many things that others cannot see, but it is not comprehensive.

The lust has brewed several times, but I don’t know what to say.

Simply, He raised his hand, and Holy Lena floated towards her beloved God.

After picking her up, the painter was swallowed up again by the Gate of Ashes.

Nusgreen tried to cross the space and come to Him again and again, but failed without exception.

The powerless son of lust finally saw the crooked and ugly words on the ground.

"Everything is going according to plan."

The comfort from his father did not give Nussgreen much peace of mind.

Holy Lena woke up with a start. Her glorious power armor was not worn on her body, but was sent directly to the underground cave by another door of ashes.

She wiped the cheek of the God of Art. In the night sky of Babar, Baal, the planet Baal hung in the sky, and the reflected star light was bone-chillingly cold.

Nusgreen grabbed Holy Lena's hand.

He whispered in her ear.

Holy Lena, who had high attack and low defense, turned red instantly.

Then, Nusgreen, who had seen the future, stood up.

Archangel Sanguinius has come to the surface from the underground cave. He has long seen from the future that today is the day Nusgreen will leave here.

Putting down Saint Lena, the painter touched her head.

“But I am leaving, my little angel, for my father is making a pact with your brothers.

He will never see you or your father again, and I will continue my journey. "

These words were too cruel for Saint Lena, and the little guy opened his eyes wide and could not accept it.

Was that the last contact with Wu Xidisi just now, the last face to face? !

Also, why did the painter leave again after he had just agreed to become his lover.

Holy Lena wanted to beg Nusgreen not to leave.

"I have completed the purification of the two moons and the planet Baal. You need to do the rest of the transformation yourself.

Sanguinius, take care of my little angel. When she grows up, I will come for her.

What a shame, I thought we could be brothers. "

The painter slowly becomes a piece of drawing paper.

A sudden strong wind blew from the horizon and carried the drawing paper away.

"Don't go, don't leave me! Don't..."

With no trace of the joy of victory left, Saint Lena tried to pounce on a piece of drawing paper, leaving the elf in her elf ball.

Those drawings just got further and further away, crossing the moonlight of Baal's planet in the night sky, and finally disappeared without a trace.

Saint Lena, who was crying and wiping her tears, slowly became a little cat.

She seemed to have lost two important gods in one day, even though one of them promised to come back.

The archangel stepped forward, knelt down, held his daughter in his arms, and listened to her heart-wrenching cry, even burping.

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Dividing line---

Ed Mellon.

The celebration lasted until late into the night.

Rasta had no intention of playing with the trophy Brass Door.

One of his incarnations entered the warp.

The four gods looked at him. They were very concerned about this war.

Tia's value is not that worthless.

Every hope of the human empire is meaningful, even if this hope is far away.

An ideal human being means that in the divided timeline, the human empire will have a brighter future, and the victory of the Garden Baby Army may also be greater.

The incarnation of light desire looked indifferently at the copper door that was supposed to support the sky and the earth.

The four gods rarely avoided His presence, but watched all of this.

A dazzling light shines on the incarnation, and it has no human emotions at all.

The Brass Gate began to scream and emit warp explosions.

It thought that it would be captured, but it felt that it was valuable and would not be treated like this.

Unspeakable pain haunted it.

It began to feel fear - this existence could obviously kill it instantly!

But, but He is torturing it.

The Brass Gate can feel the emotions of life, even the four main gods can feel some of it.

But the owner of this dazzling light is like a pure force, with no possibility of communication.

The four main gods just watched him slowly kill the Brass Gate.

In order to allow the Brass Gate to enjoy the pain even more, He even continued to instill strength and emotion into the rules of the Brass Gate.

Thus, the monotonous scream of the Brass Gate slowly became human.

It begins to beg for lust.

"Let me go! I can do anything for you. My gate can even lead to the outside of the galaxy and unknown places, even the Well of Eternity!

I have many uses, thank you for giving me a complete life, a great end, please, please let me go..."

The Brass Gate has been changing its image, human, evil, and Eldar.

It allows the separated part of itself to become a life with an attractive image, and it hopes to impress the other party.

But it failed.

The Brass Gate finally collapsed and saw Him tearing himself apart and opening his mouth when he was tired of playing.

Just like when he descended into the subspace and swallowed those four beings, he swallowed enough food into his belly.

"The soul of the main god person filled with pain, the main course..."

The Avatar of Light Desire murmured as she ate.

When He finished his meal, He turned around.

The dazzling light becomes more and more intense, and every ray of light that touches reality can permanently erase a star region.

It is to erase the star sector itself, not the celestial bodies in the star sector.

And other star districts that were once separated by this star district will become adjacent.

The four main gods were testing His attitude, so they did not leave.

The incarnation of light desire looked at these four guys indifferently and saw some shadows in them.

He put down his desire to attack and prepared to leave.

But Salish was greedy, and He made an unnecessary call to that terrible thing.

"Father!"

The terrible thing stopped all movements and raised its hand.

The powerful Chaos God was immediately caught in his hands.

Shalish thought that his call had results, and he wanted to please the other person in his own way.

He thought that his counterattack with Nurgle, Khorne, and Tzeentch had been effective.

Guang Yu clenched her fists fiercely.

Salish, who had a fever, received root cause treatment.

Nurgle and Tzeentch fled the moment he struck, and escaped without a trace.

Khorne gathered his courage and attacked Him.

When the Blood God roared and rushed towards Him, he missed him.

Luang Lu insulted Him in the most straightforward way!

And somewhere in the chaos, the Lord of Joy has been resurrected, and he sighed - he was indeed too hasty.

His sets of reproductive organs are growing, and He is in no hurry to change places.

Just as he was about to relieve the pain of being killed by light desire, a shadow enveloped him.

His eyes widened and he turned back.

The pale monster punched down.

After the punch, the monster raised its head and scanned Chaos.

Then he burned the chaos, directly extracted the time and space within it, and turned it into a portal, allowing himself to descend through it.

Reborn in the corner of Chaos, Lord Slaanesh screamed and began to beg for mercy.

There was no possibility of communication between the monster, and a dazzling light erupted from its body, directly burning the Chaos God into dregs, and at the same time, it hunted the opponent's next location.