Chapter 168 Auto Mechanic
Gemo, ah!
What a dark and insane abode, this is the craziest, most obscene, most bottomless slaughterhouse and madhouse you can find in the entire universe, rivaled only by the orgy of Slaanesh.
But at least Slaanesh represents a part of optimism and positive emotions of enjoyment. You can at least see in your hallucinations a life of eating, drinking, wearing cars and beauties, but here?
It is the greatest kindness for you to die quickly.
This city that feeds on pain and souls is the most important webway city of the ancient Eldar Empire. Its unique geographical location makes it a central point of transportation. The huge fleet of the Eldar Empire will pass through here, and then Travel through the webway to anywhere in the universe.
Because of its importance, no political faction in the Eldar Empire can establish absolute dominance here, but they still need to continuously invest resources to ensure that their interests in Comor are not damaged.
Such a huge investment of resources and its unique free and loose atmosphere have allowed the city's nodes in the network to expand endlessly like cancer cells. After integrating many maze-like satellite areas, private territories, and other port cities, as well as tens of thousands of years of plunder since the fall of the Eldar, this city has reached the point of affecting the stability of the Webway dimension.
So every Terran Year, the city's dark successor would absorb more dimensions to maintain his dangerous and volatile foundation, so as not to disintegrate itself in the webway.
After disguise, Khan and Lin Fan were walking in the slums of the dangerous, cold and terrifying city-state.
There is no comparison between these slums and those on hive worlds. Those hells of poverty and survival are incomparable in the face of a region that has completely fallen into anarchy and terrorist sacrifice.
The alien races and transformed deformed mutants here dazzled Lin Fan. When they stepped into this place, they had already suffered hundreds of sneak attacks and assassinations, but these guys who took action were all manipulated by Khan. The knife cut them all into pieces.
Lin Fan couldn't help but raise his head and look at the sky illuminated by the black sun. From time to time, blood and rotting corpse water dripped from the tall, endless spiers that impaled the corpses on them. Those hollowed-out and modified Scourge Troopers are wandering in the air, looking for fun, grabbing the unlucky guy on the street, peeling off his face perfectly while screaming, and then throwing him onto the bloody spire to start their wonderful life. day.
"I have been into subspace, and there is nothing but incomprehensible chaos there, but here. The most evil thing that a pure creature can show is here."
Khan responded in a muffled voice under his cow skull-like camouflage helmet. In this shitty place, if your decorations are not dark and punk enough, you are just asking for trouble for yourself. "This is why I obey my father's rule. Other creatures are simply unreasonable. The heartlessness of these Dark Eldar makes me feel disgusted even when I step here, and the feeling of destruction in my heart is difficult to suppress."
"But you have a friend here who repairs cars?"
"Strictly speaking, he is not a friend." Khan corrected Lin Fan and pointed to a door curtain made of Dark Eldar and human skin in front of him, "He must be considered my slave."
Opening the extremely tough tanned human skin curtain, Khan and Lin Fan stepped inside, only to see a slaughtering room with no furniture and filled with body parts.
Khan raised his brows, took out his pistol and shot at the pile of flesh and blood. The pile of flesh that had been glued together had a gap and he also reacted violently.
The disgusting sound of muscles contracting and pieces of meat colliding sounded. The disgusting thing slowly lifted up its body. The twitching and alive trembling made Lin Fan's body goosebumps.
"I remember I told you not to use such disgusting things to guard the door." Khan's voice was lowered, showing his anger and contempt. The flesh-and-blood polymer that heard his voice also showed fear, and slowly disintegrated into small flesh-and-blood polymers as thick as Lin Fan's arm, which adhered to the ground and walls. While hardening and changing color, Become one with the dim scene in the house.
A hatch covered with black iron spikes and a skull opened, and a rickety figure walked out. There were only three or two sparse gray hairs on his head, and his face was miserable with obvious sutures and holes piercing the flesh. The nail tore half of his cheek to the other side.
"Hehehehe" a low and hoarse laugh came, and that terrifying face may have shown a flattering and humble smile, "My master doesn't know what he has ordered this time."
Khan didn't pay much attention to the scary guy, and just took out a dark stone. The scary guy's expression changed drastically, and he stretched out his hands to snatch it in a panic. But Khan was a little faster and kicked the guy who was coming towards him away. Then he put his mouth close to the dark stone and slowly spit out the first few syllables of Salish.
"color."
"No! Don't say it!" The scary guy immediately curled up on the ground, with a lot of sweat on his forehead. His eyes were as wide as if he had no eyelids, and all the muscles in his body were trembling and contracting.
Faintly, Lin Fan heard the whispers of Slaanesh and the call of the demon in this dim room. The light bulb was flickering, and the shadow behind the guy in front of him twisted and opened his mouth to lie on him, pretending to be feasting.
The Khan took back the black stone and looked at the miserable and creepy guy lying on the ground gasping for breath.
"What is that thing you have?"
"I robbed him of the container that contained his soul. The life and death of this guy is now in my hands. I know the fear of these dark elves for that great enemy."
"Is this a blood-compassionate man?"
"Yes."
Lin Fan was even more puzzled. He clearly remembered that the blood-compassionate man was a master in charge of flesh and blood carving. How could he suddenly be in charge of motorcycle repair and other jobs?
As if seeing Lin Fan's doubts, Khan tapped his hands twice, "This is the ultimate humiliation, asking him to do what he dislikes the most, and he can do it well. I am an old auto mechanic, and I can tell whether he is fooling me by patting the engine cover of the motorcycle." This is simply too bad, Lin Fan raised his eyebrows and looked at Khan. "Can the anti-gravity motorcycle of the Dark Eldar be the same as that? Is there really an engine cover?" "Ahem! They are all the same." Khan waved his hands, he couldn't describe this kind of feel and intuition. Lin Fan rolled his eyes at him and turned to look at the still twitching Blood Pity Man, "Okay, stop pretending, even if the soul is trembling, it's almost the same now. I can't hear the voice of the demon, can you still hear it? Get up quickly! We are in a hurry!" Knowing that he couldn't pretend anymore, the Blood Pity Man slowly stood up, "My name is Gukarad. Blood Pity Man." "Hmm?" Khan snorted, holding the black stone in his hand. "Auto mechanic, of course it's an auto mechanic, what else could it be."
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