Warhammer 40K: God of the Mortal Realm
Chapter 625

Thunder Warriors

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Commorragh had one indispensable, most important district.

That was the arena.

The arena was far larger than the largest urban district in Ideal City World on Talon Prime.

Countless gladiatorial matches took place simultaneously in this district every day.

Compared to the noble-managed Commorragh before Viktor established his reign of terror, those born in the slums were no longer limited to becoming slaves or waiting to die. The rule of the Conspiracy Cabal gave them an entirely new path to advancement.

That was to enter the arena, make a name for themselves, receive an invitation from a Conspiracy Cabal, then follow it out on raids and rise through the ranks.

Afterward, they could own a house in one of Commorragh's respectable districts, have a group of slaves, and, if they were lucky enough, even find a healthy true love and produce a trueborn child.

But all of that depended on making a name in the arena.

As long as they were ruthless and cruel enough, capable of providing the audience with sufficient sensory stimulation, even a Greenskin or a human despised by the Eldar could become a wildly popular gladiatorial star and rise to the top in a single step.

In one section of the arena, a highly anticipated match was about to begin.

Amid earthshaking cheers, the two gladiators slowly entered the field.

One of them was a woman, clearly a member of a Wych cult.

The ornaments in her hair were barbed.

She held two short blades.

Even by Dark Eldar standards, she was dressed extremely scantily.

The spectators thought some legend born from the arena had returned, but when the living broadcast system modified by a Blood Reaver announced the female gladiator's name, everyone realized they had celebrated too soon.

"Lyle, a female warrior who took

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