Just as the godslaying blade Cegorach had forged from ten thousand years of Eldar hatred and all his own power touched Slaanesh's skin, on the verge of plunging into her heart—
BOOM!!!
A terrifying explosion of sound, far surpassing every clash before it, as though the foundations of the universe itself were trembling, suddenly erupted above Commorragh!
It was not an explosion, but something more terrifying and purer—a force that, with absolute tyranny, forcibly tore apart and crushed the ancient structure that formed this region of the Webway!
The sturdy dome collapsed across a vast area like fragile glass. Countless dimly glowing fragments, mixed with violent torrents of energy, poured down.
A massive, irregular hole had been forcibly "chiseled" open, directly exposing the Warp beyond and the starry backdrop of the material universe.
A little girl's voice, sounding somewhat childish yet carrying unquestionable authority, rang clearly in the consciousness of every being. Her tone held obvious impatience and a trace of curiosity.
"Where's that Old One treasure site you mentioned? Where is it? Don't tell me this was another wasted trip... Hm? Why is it so noisy down there?"
As she spoke, four figures slowly descended through the ruptured opening, like gods descending upon the mortal world.
At their head was a little girl in an ornate black dress, her expression blank and her eyes faintly displeased.
Behind her followed three beings of different forms, each emanating a terrifying pressure that made souls tremble instinctively: the C'tan Void Dragon, temporarily serving as a mount; the Outsider, Sara Noga, who was desperately changing shapes in an attempt to serve as a background Halo accentuating Pandora's greatness; and Igelania, the guide, who wore a wronged expression and muttered softly, "It should be right... There were clearly strong Old One remnants here."
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