"The human body is not strong enough?" Cheng Chunan couldn't believe it after looking at Gray's report. Neto's carefully selected body was not enough. Could it be that he really had to use the body of the elves?

With a wave of the hand, you can see the elves living and working in peace and contentment in the mirror sea. The two major races have begun to blend with each other. After all, they are one race.

At a casual glance, in addition to the two sides fighting like a duel, he could also see several white bodies blending with each other.

That's right, there were several bodies - several Eldar girls with extremely outrageous body proportions entangled together with incredible flexibility, with legs so slender that only humans could have through photoshopped pictures, entwined like water snakes.

"Damn! They are having so much fun - no, should I say, they are playing so conservatively? It seems they are really bored. No, if they go on like this they will become like the ancient elves again." Cheng Chunan immediately made up his mind to get these idle elves busy, such as asking them to explore the remains of ancient warships including the Emperor's Dream in the solar system.

Baltimore certainly didn't know what Cheng Chunan was talking about, she only knew that she saw the commander go up to Miss Mengmeng without hesitation. Of course, she didn't think the commander was obscene, but she imagined that if the commander touched her like this... she would definitely go limp and let the commander do whatever he wanted.

"Hi, Miss Baltimore."

"Ah - what's wrong, Miss Mengmeng?" A petite body suddenly fell on Baltimore's back, scaring the Baltimore-level sister.

"Uh-huh~ Nothing, I just see that you look very troubled. Is there anything I can help you with?" Meng Meng asked with that mysterious smile on her face.

"Me? I'm fine. By the way, it's working time now and we have to help the commander with his work!" Baltimore shook his head, but Mengmeng held his shoulder.

"Wait a minute, Miss Baltimore, you must like Commander very much, right?" Mengmeng asked with a smile.

"Of course... Everyone in the port area likes the commander." To Mengmeng's surprise, Baltimore did not deny it, but nodded in admission with a blushing face.

"I see, haha~ Then it seems that Miss Baltimore has great potential to join my plan~"

Baltimore asked in confusion: "Plan? What plan?"

Meng Meng looked at Cheng Chunan who was still writing furiously, and whispered in her ear: "Of course it is ~ Commander Mr.'s harem paradise plan ~"

"Harem Paradise Plan?" Baltimore was puzzled. Does this even need a plan? Isn't this port area and even all places the commander's harem now?

"Hehe, has everyone ever LOVE~LOVE with the Commander?"

"This, of course not..." Because there are too many ship girls, not to mention that every one of them has had sex with the commander, even many ship girls with little presence find it difficult to see the commander up close.

So Mengmeng opened her arms like an artistic conductor and said, "So, Miss Baltimore, my goal is to get all the girls to join my paradise project!"

Baltimore couldn't help but look at the commander who knew nothing about it after listening to Mengmeng's plan, "I hope the commander can hold on."

Chapter 260: This Special Assassination Method

As a commander, you naturally have the authority to open a mirror sea area at any time, just like the previous Azure activities.

Cheng Chunan piloted the darkness and landed from the sky to the place where the Eldar lived. This was a place that seemed to be a mix of the sacred forest of the Ark Eldar and the black spires of the Dark Eldar.

The mirror sea area the size of Australia was divided into two territories by the two groups of Eldar. The Ark Eldar were still trying to maintain their abstinence and rationality. Because there was no other way here except Kololia's Howling Banshee Sect, and the Ark Eldar were all women, so they all practiced the Howling Banshee Sect and made Kololia a temporary priest of the sect.

Because Gloria understood very well that she and her compatriots were now rootless duckweed, so they could only make themselves as useful as possible.

Although she had used her body to bribe the commander before, she knew it was the most unreliable method. It was just to prevent the Dark Eldar from using their expertise in bed to turn the commander, who should be a human, against her.

Her body was as flexible as an electric snake. A disassembled one-handed sword was wielded with incredible skill and speed in the hands of this howling banshee, who was wearing a white spirit bone close-fitting combat suit that showed the unique slender figure of the Eldar.

Opposite Gloria, the black Neito holding a sledgehammer did not activate the decomposition stance, but being hit by it would not feel good.

She nimbly dodged the hammer and slashed the mechanical body of Neto, leaving a pale scratch. Gloria let out a heavy gasp.

It was not only because of Neto's unlimited physical strength and lack of emotion, but also because she could clearly feel that the fighting machines of these robots were becoming more and more advanced - fortunately, the body given by the ancient saints allowed her to still cope with these slightly rigid machines.

Suddenly, Nieto stopped moving, the pale girl turned her face to the outside, lowered her head and knelt on one knee.

"Hmm? Could it be——"

After taking off her war mask to reveal the pretty doll-like face underneath, Gloria walked outside and saw dozens of her compatriots already there. It was a pitch-black Titan that was more than ten meters long, but its structure was completely different from what she knew.

If the Empire's Titan is like an iron box with arms and legs, then the Eldar Titan is like a giant bamboo pole. This thing has a very exaggerated beauty, with rough arms and legs but also the flexibility of a warrior.

The tribesmen were talking about it, and many of them had fear in their eyes, but it was clear that Kololia was not worried. She put away her weapon, took a step forward respectfully, saluted, and said, "Welcome, my lord."

"You actually knew it was me?" Cheng Chunan's voice came from inside, and then the dark cockpit door opened and Cheng Chunan jumped out directly from it.

"Of course, I have great faith in your strength." Colllia said with a smile. There was no trace of cowardice of a protected person on the face of the elf girl. Instead, she looked very generous.

"Please come in, sir. I believe you must have something very important to tell you." Colllia immediately asked several Eldar girls to come forward and said.

Cheng Chunan looked curiously at this place where technology and primitiveness were combined, and said to Kololia, "I'm here to collect the rent."

When Gloria heard this, her heart tightened. As a captive, how could she know what the rent referred to? Perhaps this human was finally showing his true colors and decided to let them die in a creative way?

She sighed and said, "My Lord, you know that we are liberated people saved by you. We have nothing to pay you except our lives. If possible, my sword can still serve you."

Glancing at her, one could clearly see the worry in the Eldar girl's eyes. Fortunately, without those crazy Eldar prophets messing with the Eldar with their broken prophecies, the Eldar seemed to be quite normal.

He shook his head and said, "No, I do need your sword, but not to kill you."

At this moment, with the commotion of the girls around, a red-haired Eldar wearing clothes that only covered three points and left the rest of her body exposed appeared, with those tall Eldar warriors wearing sharp barbs gathered behind her.

"I'm here to fulfill my promise - you know a true Eldar never breaks his word~" Disila grinned, perhaps even she found it ridiculous.

Cheng Chunan glanced at the terrifying-looking cabal warriors behind her and said, "It seems that your cloning technology is quite good. You have restored so many people so quickly."

There were only dozens of members left of the Fallen Claw family who were being hunted down, but they relied on their cloning technology to recover to the level of several hundred people so quickly.

"Of course, this is a gift for you." Disila snapped her fingers, and immediately two conspiracy warriors kicked up a dozen naked red-haired or black-haired Cang Ling girls with iron chains tied around their necks.

"We are not like these rubbish relatives. We are always grateful and repay our gratitude~" Disila said while stepping on the neck of an elf girl. Although she is usually only responsible for killing in the family and diplomacy depends on her brother, it would be a big mistake to think that she is a socially phobic person.

The long life span of the Eldar has made them the most versatile of all races in the galaxy. Even the most taciturn Dark Eldar nobles are first-rate conspirators and orators by human standards.

These cloned Eldar girls are the so-called half-born children of the Dark Eldar. Their status is that of slaves and the lower class. Unless they prove their worth, they are no different from other captured captives.

These elf girls were obviously unconscious. They couldn't even speak. They just lay on the ground like animals and grabbed his trouser legs.

Looking down, there was no doubt that these cloned girl elves had been specially adjusted, and each of them had a face that was too beautiful to be real. And it seemed that Disra was very accustomed to this, and had specially adjusted the genes to create a half-born child specifically for use as a gift.

"As you can see, this is our special gift... I can guarantee that every part of them from the inside out will satisfy you, and they are delicious even if you use the simplest way to enjoy them~" Disira's tone was as if she was giving away a few delicious lambs, and Cheng Chunan had no doubt that the deliciousness she mentioned was literal deliciousness.

"I accept your gift, but now is the time when I can really use you." Cheng Chunan said as he lowered his hand, and several elf girls instinctively put their little heads and faces with long hair as smooth and shiny as silk towards his hand.

"Of course... We will keep our promise." Although they have fallen to this point, as a Dark Eldar noble they also have some background. At least they will never forget the use of the Webway.

"Well, that's good. This time, you just need to find out where the Emperor's own vehicle crashed." Cheng Chunan said, "That shouldn't be too difficult, right?"

Although it seems a bit suicidal in the solar system, due to the existence of the Webway, the Eldar often invade the solar system and even go to Holy Terra to take a shit.

Disila looked at the Ark Eldar Kololia and said, "Of course, unlike our fallen relatives, we are the true heirs of the ancient elves."

Watching these spirits go back to prepare, Cheng Chunan was not worried about them playing any tricks, but...

Looking at the pretty and graceful Eldar girls squatting beside him like pets, Cheng Chunan immediately began to have a headache again. How should he deal with them? The half-born children whose genes were adjusted by the Eldar were undoubtedly terrifying beings that could make a warrior die of exhaustion, but it would not be possible for him to kill them.

"This must be that guy's plan. He wants to use his skills in bed to assassinate me? Well, then come to my harem first. My sister-in-law, Princess Mengmeng, has plenty of ways." Cheng Chunan nodded. He believed that his sister-in-law would definitely have a way.

Chapter 261 Unexpected Visitors

It is well known that anywhere in the galaxy, there will be a webway entrance or exit that has never been discovered, large or small, depending on the plot needs. And obviously, the Eldar coalition of Disra and Kololia also followed this sacred tradition.

This is Saturn. Although it was an absolute forbidden zone for life on Earth in the past, it is a sacred ancient place here.

The entire vast surface of Saturn has been transformed into a prosperous and suffocating imperial world, with tens of billions of humans living in these crowded cities.

A church that towers into the clouds and is as big as a mountain, covered with intricate carvings like countless works of art.

This is the largest monastic fortress on Saturn belonging to the Silver Shroud Order of the Battle Sisters. Inside, the Emperor's beautiful brides live a harsh and austere life.

The youngest of these nuns is no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, and the oldest is over thirty years old. They refuse any form of entertainment, recite the Emperor's Word repeatedly every day, and practice brutal combat skills. Their only food is tasteless chicken breast and white porridge.

This is why there are these battle nuns who are comparable to Astartes with their mortal bodies.

It seemed that they were very familiar with the daily routine of the battle nuns. As a circular space gate appeared deep in the monastic fortress, the conspiracy warriors holding poison crystal rifles rushed out from it. Leading them were Disra, who was wearing a bikini and holding two swords, and Colllia, who was wearing a howling banshee battle suit.

Glancing at the imperial decorations that were already covered in dust, Kololia sternly said in the terrifying voice of her war personality: "I don't want to do useless work. My compatriots are still waiting for my blade to continue their current carefree lives. Can we find our target here?"

While casually commanding the warriors of the conspiracy to prepare for battle, Disila said disdainfully: "I know more than you, my pure cousin. These nuns hold many ancient secrets. Among them is what our lord wants. It is the golden horn that once belonged to the Lord of Humanity's vehicle. It fell here, so a monastic fortress was built here."

After a pause, Disra continued, "I think with our master's ability, he can probably communicate with the remaining machine spirits~"

Gloria didn't say much, but just clenched the power sword and spirit bone pistol in her hands.

The single-molecule serrated blade cut the lock on the ancient heavy stone door that had not been opened for thousands of years. As several conspiracy warriors pushed open the thick stone door, the sneak attack that these cloned half-life conspiracy warriors loved and were familiar with came next.

"What--!"

Several nuns who were wearing ordinary nun's casual clothes looked up and saw dozens of black shadows flash by. As soon as they opened their mouths, they were pierced through the bodies by dozens of poison crystal bullets. They then collapsed to the ground, wailing in pain.

"Damn it--damn it, alien!"

Even though they were tortured to the point of killing a human being instantly, the nuns still cursed the aliens. They did not wonder or want to ask where these Eldar came from, because it was meaningless.

Stepping on a nun who looked to be in her teens, the cabal warrior brushed her slightly childish face with his barbed glove.

"Oh~ poor monkey, you are most worthy of torture now~ How do you want us to spend the wonderful time next?"

Then they would use a barbed iron chain to hook their flesh and tie them together like bacon to be divided as trophies.

It was noon, lunch time for the nuns - even without weapons, they were tough enough, their muscular bodies even allowed them to pick up anything around them and rush forward to fight the sudden Eldar pirates!

Soon, a huge alarm sounded throughout the monastery fortress’s radio!

Countless nun troops began to arm themselves to fight the invaders.

Soon, teams of battle nuns, most of whom were wearing silver-white power swords and had short white hair with bangs, the Emperor's favorite, swarmed in. They raised their bolters and chainswords, shouted the names of the Emperor and the Saints, and fired a storm of bolter and melta at the Eldar!

Naturally, the conspiracy warriors also sought cover and began to shoot at these bomb girls. This was exactly what Disra planned. After all, it didn't take too many people to search for the relics of the Emperor's Dream.

With a small number of elite Nightmares, Disra and Colllia have relied on the skills of the Eldar to bypass the most terrifying part of the firefight, and followed their timely bird servants all the way to the deepest part of the monastic fortress.

In front of the colorful giant statues of the emperor and other saints, a fragment of a golden horn that is more than ten meters long is enshrined on top.

"Just by smelling the disgusting smell of burning incense, I know how long these wild monkeys have been kneeling here to worship their stupid monkey master." Gloria's war personality never held back, and she said in an echoing voice.

"And you'll die here, alien!"

Before he finished his words, the sound of a bomb exploded in this huge and empty church. A white-haired nun commander with a determined face led her team, holding bolt guns and shouting loudly.

"Half each, let's see who kills faster." Disira casually dodged the shooting of the explosive bomb, then said to Gloria, shaking the double swords in her hands.

"bring it on."

"Open fire!" the battle sister commander roared and dozens of bolters and meltas were fired at the same time. The firepower was enough to destroy a dreadnought or even a big demon, but the Eldar have never been a race with thick skin and flesh.

These two warriors, who were also the best among the Eldar, moved at high speed and dodged the attacks like phantoms. In just a few seconds, they arrived in front of the bomb girl who raised her gun!

Suddenly, several combat nuns panicked. They looked at the slender figure in a bikini and yelled, "Don't let her come over!" Unfortunately, it was too late. After just a few flashes of knives, several nuns were stabbed in the throat and fell to the ground.

The battle sister commander fought back against Gloria with her chainsword, but after a few rounds, she scratched her lower abdomen and she staggered back a few steps.

Just two people brought this team of combat nuns to the point of near despair. Mortals are mortals after all, and even the combat nuns couldn't help but feel panic in their hearts.

Seeing this, Disila was too lazy to pay attention to them. Instead, she looked at the broken horn and said, "We can't take this big guy away. Let our dear master take it himself~"

So she sent the video here to Cheng Chunan. Even though they were separated by half the Milky Way, Cheng Chunan received the message in just a few microseconds.

There was a photo of Disra posing with a nun with blood all over her face with an expression like she was taking a selfie, and then there was a photo of the golden horn.

"Is this the wreckage of the Emperor's Fantasy?" Cheng Chunan was immediately moved when he saw the photo, so he couldn't wait to order the Goddess of Pain to run errands again!

This time, what was blasted through was not an obstacle, but half of the monastery fortress!

The Goddess of Pain stood there with a bored look on her face. The huge ship itself was enough to destroy most of the building.

"Ahhhh - the Emperor!" The battle nuns had never seen such a scene before. They were pressed beneath the rubble and the terrifying air waves and could not move.

"Sister, your mission is over." As a former imperial battleship, the Goddess of Pain was very familiar with the nuns, so she teased them and went straight to her target.

At this moment, a huge golden light directly illuminated the entire monastic fortress!

"Stop it, kid. Don't do such blasphemous things—"

A girl with golden wings on her back suddenly appeared in the sky.

"Who are you?" The Goddess of Pain felt as if she had seen this person before, but she didn't have much memory. After all, machine souls and humans focus on different things.

The golden girl grinned on her beautiful face and said, "I am Saint Celestine, an ancient machine spirit... I come here on behalf of the Emperor's will."

Chapter 262: The Living Saint with a Dirty Mouth

Saint Celestine, the super idol of the battle nuns, the living saint of the empire, a flying girl with two wings on her back that looks so golden that she can be resurrected even after death, is actually a magical girl and the devil of order who was deceived by the yellow-skinned man.

In front of the living saint, even the ancient machine soul of the Goddess of Pain felt a little excitement and fear of being her enemy. Of course, in front of Saint Celestine, the seven thousand year old Goddess of Pain could only be regarded as a little sister.