In the gap between reality and the warp, a tower tears through the veil and splits the tide of secrets, like a spear of dyed cobalt and blemished darkness.
The dying flame struggled on the spire, spitting out white flames towards the ever-changing sea of souls, beating like a heartbeat without rhythm, and lightning constantly sliding across the surging spiritual energy.
The Warp is unforgiving, claws of huge creatures emerging from the hurricane sweep across the shields, crushing the flames weaker with each impact.
In a sealed room at the top of the tower, a lonely figure knelt quietly.
It was shrouded in a shadow as dense as ink, staring at the unnatural storm in the distance without making a sound, not even a breath.
The scenery outside is like oil floating on the water, churning with disgusting colors. It only takes one direct look at it to cause mental collapse, but it keeps staring.
The crackle of the shield bending under pressure was all that illuminated the storm outside.
The tides of the Warp crashed against the spire in jagged, unpredictable waves, but then the torches that impaled the slaves ignited the flames with agony, sending that ferocious shockwave back into the mind-drash that produced it.
The steeple trembled and let out a pitiful wail, the wail of tens of thousands of dying slaves.
But when the sound reached the room, it was distorted like a sinister whisper, directed at the heart rather than the ears.
"Drazare, delazare, delazare..."
Every word echoes in my blood, but no one will pay attention to such sounds, because this can be said to be the most depraved corner of the universe.
It has many names, but the one by which it is known is -
Comoros.
Commorragh, the Dark City, is a giant city in the Webway and home to the Dark Eldar.
The city's origins date back to the distant heyday of the Eldar Empire, and it does not exist in real space, but in a labyrinthine dimension called the Webway.
The Webway is the work of the Old Ones, the Galactic Creators. Although the Webway has undergone tremendous changes and been destroyed by war and disaster since the Eldar Empire reached its peak, they still mastered the original Webway technology.
Although traveling between dimensions is an extremely risky technology, the Eldar have no hesitation in using this unique technique because the Webway allows travelers to teleport interstellar travel while avoiding direct exposure.
Risks in the subspace.
But since the Great Fall, the Webway has become a fractured and dangerous place, its darkest corners filled with nameless entities from the Warp.
Even so, the many nodes in the Webway still allow the most fearless or vicious to attack millions of targets across the galaxy without warning, and Commorragh was the largest Webway city in the Eldar Empire before the Great Fall.
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The fleets of the ancient Eldar Empire can travel to various home worlds and the farthest corners of the galaxy through Commorragh, so it is also the most important location in the Webway.
Due to its strategic value, no one faction in the Eldar Empire can dominate here, but is directly ruled by the Empire's Supreme Council. This autonomy allows Commorragh to expand rapidly, and various individuals who want to get rid of the Eldar's eyes
Everybody heads here, and all the money and influence flows through this city into the hands of the Empire and its allies.
Comoros itself is also expanding into the empty space of the Webway, incorporating many labyrinthine satellite areas, private territories, and other port cities. After countless years of construction, the city has reached an astonishing level.
But at that time, Commorragh was still a relatively normal city, but the Great Fall changed the Eldar's way of survival, and also changed Comorragh.
The self-depravity of the Eldar created the evil god Slaanesh, but not all Eldar know how to repent. In fact, hedonism and perverted art have been deeply rooted in the flesh and blood of many upper-level Eldar. They are unwilling to accept the penance and repentance of those Ark compatriots.
ism, seeking a safe place away from Slaanesh's gaze, and continuing their depraved lives.
Comoros finally became their choice.
But just hiding is not enough. As time goes by, the Eldar hiding in Commorragh begin to feel the thirst for souls and become increasingly withered. They can only extend their lives by torturing other creatures and sucking the pain of other creatures.
Some speculate that the cause of this phenomenon is the Chaos God Slaanesh, who is constantly sucking the souls of the Eldar of Commorragh.
In order to survive, the Eldar of Commorragh began to hunt a large number of slaves to perform various cruel tortures. This may be to satisfy Slaanesh's hunger, or to replenish their sucked souls.
Since then, the Dark Eldar were born, and Commorragh has become the largest slave market in the galaxy.
Out of fear, other races often only dare to call it the "Dark City", and other Eldar call this city a "cancer" growing on the sacred webway.
After countless years of reconstruction and proliferation, Comoros is not only a single city, but also the largest city in the galaxy. It is considered impossible to measure the area using traditional methods, and its entire surface has been over-exploited.
, so that buildings must continue to grow in the vertical field, and buildings in various areas grow upward like plants competing for sunlight.
Every spire and skyscraper in the city is connected to its neighbors through curved arches and gossamer piers, and those miles-high nests and palaces extend simultaneously up and down, spiraling deep into the twisted space of the Web.
With each Terran year that passes, the city absorbs more dimensions into its base, so that the population of Commorragh is greater than that of all the worlds in a major system combined.
From another perspective, Comoros is actually a collection of many loose sites, adhered to the trunk lines of the network like tumor cells. Those sites that are far apart may be thousands of light years apart from each other, but
In the network tunnel, these remote sites are connected to each other through shortcuts in space.
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Even the compatriots in the Ark could not accurately count their numbers.
The webway passages around the Dark City are filled with light trails of ships entering and exiting. Some of the portal passages entering and exiting the real space are small and dim, but those located in the largest area of the city are huge and can accommodate the entry and exit of an entire plundering fleet.
, on the thorny skyscrapers and spire dock pillars, there are various high-speed aircraft of the Dark Eldar and other alien races fixed by purple electromagnetic beams.
But not all areas of Comoros are open to the outside world. There are still several mysterious areas in the city, which belong to various shrines. Even the consul cannot control them, but only belong to the bishop of the shrine.
The Nightmare Temple is one of them, and its iconic building is the huge Torch of Pain.
"silence."
The shadows whispered hoarsely, but their laughter could still be heard.
The beast with primitive wisdom laughs wildly with rough poetry, scratching at the boundaries of its thinking with its eternal claws.
A huge being stirred in the mist of ether. It felt the existence shaking and saw a shadow as big as the sun rippled in the storm.
It's getting closer.
"Go away."
That huge presence broke the violent fluctuations of the mental fog, like a huge shark, it was crossing the vast ocean, its eyes staring hungrily.
【You lost it】
This time, the answer was emotional, but not at all pleasant.
It is deep, mocking, and carries an inhuman resonance.
"It is me, and I am it."
[It was once your body, carrying the memory that you were a mortal]
A spiritual shadow composed of black mist and hatred suddenly struck, hitting the invisible shield and setting off a wave of waves in the spiritual realm.
"It has passed away, and I am who I am now, and there will never be another me."
【Very good, even that thing——】
The torch burned violently again, and the being suddenly swung and disappeared.
Shadow watched the storm outside gradually subside. He chuckled softly first, then laughed, and finally laughed so wildly that the whole tower shook.
All the Dark Eldar nearby instinctively felt their hearts beat faster because they felt threatened. Then, a roar broke through the chaotic sky of Commorragh like thunder——