Agony-a soul-deep agony he had not experienced in tens of thousands of years-erupted like the fiercest star exploding within the core of his essence. This was not the pain mingled with ultimate pleasure that Slaanesh's followers pursued. It was the most primal, brutal, utterly unreasonable sensation of... being preyed upon.
"You... you lowly... worm!" The claws on the Greater Daemon's remaining intact arm instantly extended several meters, wreathed in warp energy powerful enough to tear through dimensions, and slashed viciously at the lump of flesh clamped onto him.
But it was useless.
Against Liu Zhipeng's ravenously hungry [Primordial Quickening], any form of warp energy attack was nothing more than fuel on the fire. The claws, powerful enough to cleave a mountain range, had all their attached energy drained away with a sizzle the instant they touched the flesh. Then, like a brittle cracker, they were effortlessly engulfed and dissolved by proliferating buds of flesh.
"No... impossible! What is this?! My power... my essence..." The Greater Daemon discovered in horror that his very essence was being siphoned out at a frantic rate. It felt as though he had become a punctured balloon, while his opponent was an industrial vacuum cleaner running at full power.
He tried to resist, to struggle, to summon more warp energy, but it was all futile. Every scrap of energy he summoned was like another spoonful of high-purity fuel poured into his opponent's engine, making that terrifying suction even more violent, even more absurd.
Liu Zhipeng-or rather, his current Chaos Spawn body, transformed into an abyssal maw-had absolutely no sense of fair play. He ignored the Greater Daemon's futile struggles and venomous curses, following only the most primitive instinct: eat!
"Sluuurp-!"
With a sucking sound loud enough to wrinkle the surrounding space, the once-arrogant Keeper of Secrets,