Chapter 524 Little Devil

Slaanesh laughed happily, and then she felt a familiar thief sneaking into her home again.

"Oh~ It's you again, lucky fool."

The pink and purple thorns appeared according to Slaanesh's will, obeying the master's will to capture the uninvited thief.

The thief posed in a funny posture, full of inhuman agility and dexterity. After dodging the thorns' first attack, he jumped to the windowsill of Slaanesh's palace.

The tail of the boot just rubbed the narrow window platform, and then supported his whole body.

The thorns that failed to hit the first attack also fell into a dead state, and the pink and purple slippery skin became dark and dry.

"Hello! Lord of Desire! I hope my arrival has not affected your appetite!"

A dramatic laugh suddenly appeared in the space, and the thief standing on the windowsill bowed to Slaanesh comically and spoke in an exaggerated tone like acting.

"If you want to stay, I'm also hospitable." Slaanesh narrowed her eyes and pulled herself up, her body larger than the window sill. She preferred to look down at people rather than looking up.

Slaanesh manipulated her hair and reached out to the thief, trying to catch this guy, but the thief was very afraid of Slaanesh's actions, dodged quickly, and jumped through the complex structure of Slaanesh's palace.

Various cheers appeared, praising the thief's difficult actions one after another. At the same time, several large numbers appeared, composed of ribbons and grid-shaped graffiti, scoring the thief's actions.

Slaanesh expanded her body again, her body merged with the palace, and thousands of hands stretched out from her body closed the wide-open windows and doorways, Slaanesh was like wearing a cotton jacket.

But for her, this palace was more like a part of her flesh than clothes.

The thief, who lost the space to dodge, was caught by the walls and ceiling, which stretched and extended like flesh and blood, tightly binding the thief.

Slaanesh looked at the thief with interest, fiddling with his clothes with his hands, and using his hair to touch the long tip of his pen.

It was difficult to judge whether this face with a long nose was a mask or his real face.

"Xi Gaoqi, if you want, you can tell me directly. You know, I have changed a lot now~"

The God of Laughter Xi Gaoqi also responded to Slaanesh cheerfully, and in his heart he complained that even if this crazy woman had changed, she was still dangerous and unpredictable.

Feeling that his body touched by Slaanesh began to take root, Xi Gaoqi knew that he must not stay in the pollution for too long, and he said to Slaanesh as if teasing.

"Since you have changed, why don't you release their souls?"

"This~" Slaanesh stroked his famous face with his finger, looking very innocent, "If you can destroy Khorne's legion, I will be happy to release your souls. Do you want me to tell Khorne that he has another opponent? I remember that you watched Cain being shattered. Khorne hates cowards who flee from the battlefield the most."

"Ahem. I think we should talk about it later."

"You are really a coward." Slaanesh pinched Xi Gaoqi's face, leaving a bruise that will not fade.

Slaanesh's head cracked and bloomed like a flower. Half of her eyes looked behind her, and the other half of her hand also reached into her cracked head under control and began to explore.

A gurgling sound that made the gods feel sore and panic came, and Slaanesh's body trembled, not knowing whether it was pleasure or pain, but Xi Gaoqi looked at her absent-minded eyes and felt that it was more pleasant.

After a long time, Slaanesh's hand had a bunch of entangled souls, mixed with a lot of pollution. The pictures of the entanglement of souls and souls were unbearable to look at. God knows what new and interesting mathematical knowledge they have learned in Slaanesh's body.

"Take it~ you useless uncle~"

Putting the soul in Xi Gaoqi's hand with a bad attitude, Slaanesh seemed to remember something. She leaned close to Xi Gaoqi's ear, exhaled gently and said.

"This is called a female ghost. I am barely a ghost in front of you, right?"

Xi Gaoqi was sweating. He couldn't figure out what Slaanesh meant by saying these words and what she wanted to do. He could only treat her with tense silence.

Slaanesh observed Xi Gaoqi's state, sniffed his breath, and then smiled happily, "Your reaction is also great! Go! Remember to knock on the door next time you come, don't go through the window."

The ceiling and the wall loosened, and Xi Gaoqi tapped the ground lightly, but he knew that the ground was also the body of Slaanesh, standing on tiptoe, like an arrow standing straight on the ground.

The upper body twisted and rotated to maintain balance, while the lower body remained motionless, and the whole body was like a separate family without interfering with each other.

Xigoqi didn't know how to use his strength, but he pulled his hands upward and flew out. Before leaving, he looked back at the god of death, Iniad, gave him a look of blessing and disappeared.

"Your good friend abandoned you, but it doesn't matter, I can still accompany you, are you happy?"

"Happy. Happy."

"You sounded unhappy?"

"Happy! I am so happy! Xigoqi is not a precious thing, he is a brother among brothers!"

"Haha! You are so funny!"

Slaanesh's cheerful laughter came like a tsunami, and the joy came from her body and sent into reality through the waves of the warp.

For a moment, all sentient creatures in the real universe inexplicably felt a kind of joy, and this joy made them release it only through laughter.

Even the coldest and most ruthless judge showed a rare smile on his face and laughed softly from his throat.

The heretic he was interrogating was also bloody, and there was no good meat on his body. He was struggling to breathe and suddenly laughed.

"Sure enough, you actually laughed. You evil god believer!" The judge laughed wildly and whipped the fanatic with a long thorn whip dipped in the ashes of the fanatic.

Seeing that this joy was about to get out of control, the God Emperor knocked on Slaanesh's door and told Slaanesh to be quiet in a low voice.

"Oh, okay, okay!"

A nervous and embarrassed apology came from the door. This apology condensed into a flower floating on the head of the God Emperor and released a faint fragrance.

The God-Emperor frowned as he looked at the gate of Slaanesh's palace. He didn't understand what she was doing in the room to make such a commotion, so he waved his hand and left.

The God-Emperor's clone returned to his body sitting on the throne, and the flower given by Slaanesh also stuck to the God-Emperor's head.

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