Snorri knew his situation well. He could not rely on strong faith to overcome the torture of the entity like the revolutionary heroes in his previous life. Being able to get out of endless thoughts was purely a trick.
Theoretically speaking, demigods can touch the authority of the rules, and gods can control authority, while the four gods of chaos are directly the manifestation of the rules. Without the personality of demigods, there is no room for struggle in front of these four.
"You can walk out of the Distorted Mirror Temple. It seems that what the old bird said is not all lies! You are more interesting than the guy in front of you."
The same voice but with a completely different timbre, Snorri followed its guidance and then passed through a doorway and entered a hall whose walls were decorated with extremely gorgeous purple silk.
"What a guy! These great secret keepers look really unique!"
Dozens of Slaanesh demons kneel on one side of the hall. They are huge in stature, with bare pale and soft skin, and their feet are in the shape of sheep's hooves. They are decorated with luxurious and expensive gems, metal jewelry and a very small amount of silk.
These guys look extremely sexy. If you ignore the deformed sharp claws or huge pliers, these things can instantly penetrate heavy armor and tear apart the victim's body.
The appearance of the big demons is very similar, and the kneeling ones on the other side have different shapes. The smallest is not much taller than Snorri, and the largest is similar to the Great Keeper. They are all mortals from various worlds who have become demons.
The demon prince.
Snorri's appearance attracted the attention of the demons. They were either curious, surprised, or jealous, and some showed various expressions of it. What's more, they couldn't hold back their hunger and thirst, and used their flexible...
The tail swiped behind Snorri.
"Come, come to me!"
The sweet voice led Snorri to continue walking forward. The further forward, the stronger the auras of the demons on both sides became. The ones at the front were no less generous than Kugas, the father of plague. They were obviously favored.
Beloved is deeper than the latter.
"Haha, didn't you speak loudly just now? You didn't even dare to look up at me, so how can you get me to say "good"?"
"Brother Slaanesh, I have no control over my words. I'm telling you nonsense. Don't take it seriously!"
It was self-evident who the owner of this voice was. How could Snorri's soul dare to raise his head? He stood with his head lowered, trembling slightly.
"I'm already exhausted and sweating when I call you here through the barrier of those dead toads. Why don't you show off all your skills so that you can thank me for your grace?"
Naturally, Slaanesh did not take the time traveler's plea for mercy into his heart. His charming words easily defeated Snorri's spiritual defense, causing his head to rise uncontrollably.
"Tsk!"
If he didn't raise his head, Snorri couldn't hold back anymore. The god of indulgence was naked, leaning lazily on the soft couch. He could even vaguely see the space between his legs from bottom to top.
The secret between.
"Come on, little one, I haven't felt this good for a long time!"
Slaanesh's face is a collection of all the beautiful images in the mortal world and the subspace. With just one glance, Snorri's legs began to move forward on their own. He finally knew why many demons and princes came along the way.
I cast a jealous look at him. Such grace is not often given.
"No, I can't!"
The last thread of clarity in his mind was roaring, trying to overpower the enchanting demonic sound in front of him and the background music kindly provided by the demons behind him. He didn't know for a moment that he had given Him a good chance to become a demon.
It's better to be tough and lose your soul.
The current situation is very different from when we first crossed over and faced Tzeentch. At that time, the Lord of Changes felt the change in the line of fate and had an idea. Through the heavy protection of the Rune Blacksmith Guild, he projected the illusion of the Demon Realm to Snow.
It's just in my mind.
In Snorri's home court, Tzeentch could do nothing but persuade with words. But now, his soul was directly pulled into the Chaos Demon Realm by Slaanesh, and he could flatten or round it as he pleased in his territory.
If the Four Gods of Chaos were compared to human size, Snorri would have been at most an ant when he first time traveled. These years of growth and experience have turned him into a spider. Although it is easy to deal with ants, he still has no resistance against humans.
As the youngest of the four gods, Slaanesh is also relatively weak in power, but the strength between them is just like the strength of humans. This has nothing to do with spiders. No matter how thin a human is, it only takes one kick to kill a spider.
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The core reason why there is such a difference lies in the chief sorceress of the God Bless the Evil Party. She is a core member of the Joy Sect and bears the mark of Slaanesh, which greatly reduces the loss of the power she projects.
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If God is a reservoir, then the Chosen One and the altar are like faucets. It is easy to use them as a medium to transport water. But if not, it will take a lot of effort to transport the water to the place through transpiration and the like.
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"Kaka!"
Snorri had already walked up the steps and approached Slaanesh. He put his hands on the waistband of his trousers. Smelling the unrivaled aroma of all worlds on the body of the god Salish, the last of his clarity was about to dissipate.
"Come on, turn around!"
"Turn, turn around?"
The sweet voice guided the dwarf. He was slightly startled. What did he want to do when he turned around? Although he had never eaten pork, it was not uncommon for him to see pigs running away. Is there such an operation with his back turned?
"Fuck! You, don't come over here!"
When he lowered his head again, he saw a scene he would never forget. A big stick covered with fleshy sprouts stood upright!
"Um?"
Slaanesh frowned slightly. He seemed to be wondering why Snorri's reaction was so strong that it temporarily shook his charm, but in the face of the huge power difference, he easily eliminated the unstable factors.
In fact, Slaanesh is indeed a bisexual god. What gave him birth was happiness, indulgence, pleasure and even love. These energies are undoubtedly possessed by both sexes, and this is also reflected in his image.
"Once half a lifetime of fame is thrown away! This, this is considered to be a demon. Even if I go to the main material plane to burn, kill and plunder, I can't hold my head high!"
Snorri wailed in his heart, how could he have imagined that it was this dual method! Facing the guy who came closer, his soul not only did not avoid it, but actively leaned forward. The Prince of Joy personally took action, and there was no way he could resist it.
"Relax, don't resist! It's not good if the clamp is too tight~"
Slaanesh stuck out his snake-like slender tongue and drew circles on Snorri's ear. With this contact, his last resistance burst out of fear was in vain, his muscles relaxed, and he was about to accept his fate.
"It feels extremely dirty here!"
At the last moment, Snorri's mortal body heard a voice.