The Savior: Universally Anticipated, This World Prays for a Savior

The Lord's Descent!

Commander of Pleasure Gaorji, in a state of utter excitement, plunged headfirst into the Warp rift.

After him came the entire Brotherhood of Rotting Corpses and a great host of Slaanesh daemons.

The next moment, they set foot on Alaitoc's soil, and the scent of the Eldar was so very delightful.

Panic was everywhere.

The Favored of Pleasure loved corrupting Eldar.

Compared with other lives, the Eldar were more delicious, and easier to take.

When facing Eldar, the Favored of Pleasure were simply unrestrained.

They knew those creatures feared them and could barely bring out much of their combat strength.

The appearance of the Warp rift and the Dark Prince's minions threw the Children of Alaitoc into panic.

"Does the Veil of Fate no longer shelter this world?!"

Fahimel looked at the surging rift and the clawing, snarling daemons, and felt an indescribable suffocation rise within her.

Even more troublesome was that the Warp rift had suddenly appeared in the residential district, bypassing every defensive line.

That meant Alaitoc's defenses had failed.

The enemy was less than ten kilometers from the dome where the Infinity Circuit lay.

"What do we do?!"

Fahimel and the other Guardians were beside themselves with anxiety. They had far too few troops in this area.

They were also under severe suppression from the sonic waves and filthy Fel Energy projected by the Dark Prince's minions.

Boom, boom, boom—

Commander of Pleasure Gaorji shouldered the Blast Master and fired sonic waves at the surrounding buildings, spreading a moan-like noise.

Those sonic waves carried filth and energy, destroying every building along their path.

Not only that, the Noise Chariots behind him projected great amounts of filthy Fel Energy as well, polluting this Craftworld as much as possible.

For Alaitoc, which valued the spiritual world