"Kill! Kill! Kill! As long as I kill your whole family, it belongs to me!"
"No! The family belongs to me! No one can take it away from me!"
"Hahahaha! Dear brother, do you know? I have been thinking about how to kill you more than ten years ago! I can't believe that today I finally got my wish."
"What a coincidence, I had the same idea. We are indeed twin brothers and sisters. I didn't expect that we were so in tune with each other."
"In that case, let's taste each other's blood."
"No, no, no, blood alone will not be enough. I will dig out your beautiful blue eyes and make them into buttons."
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As the evil power of the Devil's Egg was released, a cold weapon version of an unlimited chicken-eating contest was staged in the entire hall in just a few minutes.
After all, the more power and resources an upper-class family has, the more indifferent their family ties are, and the more complex the interest disputes and contradictions among their members become.
But on weekdays, Moscat, the top leader of the family, is suppressing him, so he can barely maintain a semblance of harmony and politeness.
But in fact, they have been fighting fiercely secretly for a long time.
You must know that the Rogue Trader family that has grown to this scale is already qualified to be called a "dynasty".
It itself is a super complex equivalent to the space version of the "East India Company".
In order to legally inherit it, many people are willing to pay any price for it, even if they need to kill their father and mother and kill all their brothers and sisters in the process.
Because the huge power and wealth it possesses can drive 99.99% of people crazy.
Of course, Moscat's own contribution is also responsible for this.
He deliberately provoked conflicts and discord among his descendants, thereby accumulating anger and resentment bit by bit.
At this moment, under the influence of the evil power of the devil's egg, these negative emotions accumulated in daily life finally exploded into a bloody killing.
The Eldar women could even clearly see that the old human body in front of them was dissolving at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then merged with the gathered blood, gradually forming something extremely twisted and evil.
What's even more frightening is that such a horrifying and bizarre scene did not arouse any attention from the humans in the audience, who were still immersed in the crazy killing of each other and could not extricate themselves.
Eventually, Moscat's muscles, bones, and internal organs completely disappeared, turning into a puddle of sticky gelatinous substance that was absorbed into the ever-expanding Devil's Egg.
Almost at the same time, the subspace spiritual energy in the entire banquet hall began to gather crazily to form some kind of terrifying vortex.
Every time someone falls on the scene, the fluctuations will become more violent.
Perhaps most ordinary humans don't know what this situation means, but it is all too familiar to the Eldar who have experienced the birth of the fourth evil god Slaanesh.
It is a precursor to the birth of some horrific subspace entity.
And now this sacrifice is providing it with the soul, energy and intense emotional fluctuations necessary for transformation.
The only difference is that the formation of this subspace vortex is much smaller than when Slaanesh was born, but the power about to be released is definitely enough to tear apart and destroy the entire planet.
"Damn it! Why am I always so unlucky?"
The Eldar woman cursed in a low voice while desperately trying to break free from the shackles that bound her.
Because if she dies here without any measures to protect her soul, her soul will be captured by Slaanesh and become a plaything in the hands of the other party.
But unfortunately it was all in vain.
As a screaming banshee, although she can barely be considered a psyker, she can release psychic screams through the special mask she wears during attacks to put the enemy in panic and fear, and finally use melee energy weapons to kill them.
execution.
But unfortunately, she was forced to install a psychic suppression collar around her neck, so trying to break the hard alloy with pure physical strength was basically a fantasy.
In desperation, this unknown Eldar woman could only choose to lie down and die, watching helplessly as the devil's egg was gestated amidst the killing of her blood relatives.
When there was only one seriously injured person left in the entire hall, leaning on a halberd and standing there laughing wildly in victory, a huge psychic force of gravity directly drew him and all the corpses on the ground to the front, and then the psychic energy
Under the agitation of the vortex, it turns into meat paste and is transported into the inside of the devil's egg.
After about a few minutes, the devil's egg, which had expanded to a large enough size, opened its blood-red eyes that were usually closed.
The next second...
boom!!!!!!!!!
The high-pressure psychic vortex that had been formed for a long time finally released its power.
In just an instant, this huge palace at the top of the hive world was completely reduced to dust, as was everything within a radius of hundreds of kilometers.
The core area of ​​the huge hive city was completely wiped off the map in less than 0.01 seconds.
But this is not the end.
The indescribable psychic storm vortex continued to sink into the core of the earth. In less than half a minute, the entire planet exploded from the inside. More magma than the ocean spewed out from the cracks and swallowed everything.
The screams and wails of hundreds of billions of people before they die further stimulate the subspace.
If there are psykers present, you can clearly see countless souls converging towards the Devil's Egg.
When the critical point was reached, a monster covered with twisted human faces was finally born.
He is so dark and profound, exuding selfishness, cruelty and evil from every pore.
"Hahahaha! This feeling... is simply great!"
Moscat, who succeeded in becoming a demon, laughed happily.
Because from this moment on, all actions related to evil and cruelty that occur in the material universe will become the source of its power.
In other words, like the evil gods and secondary gods in the subspace, he has changed from a mortal to some kind of abstract concept.
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Especially the corruption that has been carried out on the dark side of the empire for more than a hundred years, such as the trafficking of addictive drugs that has become completely rampant, and the slave business that helps planetary governors suppress uprisings of low-level civilians and engages in human trafficking.
Moscat has accumulated unimaginable influence.
And these influences are now being continuously transformed into power projections in the subspace with the completion of the demon ascension ceremony.
Although in terms of power, he is far from the most powerful evil gods such as Nurgle, Tzeentch, Khorne and Slaanesh, and may not even be comparable to the gods of the Eldar, he can still be regarded as the number one figure.
At least it is much more powerful than those daemon primarchs who have taken refuge in the power of Chaos.
The most important thing is that his power seeds originated from Baator Hell, so he shows an order that is completely opposite to the chaos of subspace.
From the moment of its birth, the chaotic psychic storm around it quickly calmed down to form a large and stable field.
Just when Moscat felt the powerful power he had after being reborn, Zuo Si's incarnation of Shimoyou suddenly appeared behind him without any warning.
Before he could react, a big metal hand passed through his chest and tightly grasped the heart that evolved from the devil's egg and was also the source of its power.
This sudden change instantly caused Moscat's face to change drastically. He quickly turned his head and stared at the master he had been loyal to with eyes full of awe and fear. He asked in a trembling voice: "You...why are you here?"
"You don't think you can get rid of my control by secretly performing a demon-ascension ceremony, do you?
Or do you think I don’t know your little thoughts?
Don't be naive!
What do you think a devil's egg is?
A crystallization of evil and cruel souls?
No, that's just part of the truth I'm telling you.
Its true form is a small fragment from the ninth level of Baator."
Zuo Si pursed his lips and revealed the hidden part of the truth.
He knew very well that as his power continued to expand, Moscat's ambitions and desires would inevitably expand with it, and he would never willingly continue to be a pawn at his mercy.
So there have been tampering with the Devil's Egg from the very beginning.
As a great devil favored by the will of the plane, Zuo Si's control over the ninth level of Baator Hell is overwhelming.
Even Asmodeus, the Lord of Hell, could not strip away his rule over the ninth level as easily as he could seize the power of the lords of other levels.
This also means that the power of rules extending from a small fragment of hell is equally applicable even in another completely different universe.
Moscat didn't know this at all, so he thought that as long as he hid far enough away, he could escape the surveillance and control of his master, and then complete his ascension to become a powerful evil entity in the subspace and gain freedom.
Little did they know that he was a pawn used by Zuo Si and the human emperor to fight against the evil god of subspace from the very beginning, a proper tool man.
It's just that I don't know anything about it.
To be continued...