Chapter 165: Warhammer: Lord of the Endless Monster Horde [165]

With 200,000 system coins, Rhodes chose not to randomly draw monster fragments. Instead, he purchased two Ace Killers. Since a War Within the Webway was at hand, no one was more suitable than the Ace Killers. These guys could absorb the Emperor's golden psychic energy, dealing the most effective damage to daemons. If it were ordinary monsters, they could only destroy the daemons' physical forms but couldn't harm their souls. Rhodes immediately redeemed two Ace Killers and infused them with the Emperor's golden radiance using his psychic energy. This turned the two killers into avatars of the Emperor, granting them a portion of the Emperor's psychic power. As for strengthening options, Rhodes didn't use any at all. In the upcoming War Within the Webway, these two were bound to shine. It was time for these Chaos Daemons to experience the same fear the Tyranid swarm once faced—monsters that couldn't be killed no matter how hard you tried and were specifically designed to hunt daemons. After Rhodes spent all his reward points, on the other side, Daram had completed the absorption of dark energy. "How does the power of the Dark Emperor feel, Daram?" "It's wonderful, Master. Such pure dark energy. Tomorrow, how about I transform into a device? You can take me in and plug me into that machine," Daram suggested. Rhodes nodded and checked Daram's upgrades. He discovered that Daram's dark energy enhancement had broken through a certain limit. Now, he didn't even need Rhodes to use system coins for the first level of enhancement. The cost of using the system coins for the first upgrade had been reduced to just 9,000. At this rate, with another ten days of absorption, Daram could complete the first level of enhancement on his own, saving Rhodes a significant amount of system coins. The Dark Emperor was incredibly generous to dark giants. In the future, Rhodes thought he might try this with other dark-attributed monsters, letting them absorb the Dark Emperor's power as well. At this rate, Rhodes wasn't even willing to get rid of the Dark Emperor anymore. "Then transform into an ordinary piece of equipment tomorrow. I'll disguise you as a repair tool and plug you directly into the Golden Throne. Once we're done, we'll leave without you, and you can stay behind," Rhodes said. Letting Daram enter in human form to absorb dark energy would arouse suspicion from the Custodians. After all, seeing some guy standing in front of the Golden Throne with a creepy expression, even moaning in pleasure... Yeah, that would look suspicious! People might even think he was desecrating the Emperor! Earlier today, while Daram was absorbing dark energy, a few Custodians were already looking at him with dissatisfaction. "No problem, Master! I'll transform into something the size of a disc. Tomorrow, just have them carry me over and place me near the Golden Throne," Daram replied. Dark giants were truly overpowered. They could hide inside their transformation devices just like the Giants of Light. "Alright! Go rest now," Rhodes nodded and dismissed Daram, then returned to his quarters. "Lord Rhodes, you're back! How was your meeting with the Emperor?" Elena asked. "The Emperor's condition isn't great. All I could do was repair the Golden Throne a bit and remove some of the dark energy to make him feel better," Rhodes replied. "I believe in you, Lord Rhodes! One day, you'll defeat the Dark Emperor," Elena said with conviction. "Hahaha! You have a lot of faith in me," Rhodes laughed. "Before I've drained the last bit of value from the Dark Emperor, I'm not getting rid of him! For now, he's like my premium power bank—I have to absorb as much dark energy as I can." "Lord Rhodes, when will you take me to pay my respects to the Emperor?" Elena asked. "Soon. The Custodians aren't fully trusting yet. Give it a few more days, and then you can go as my wife," Rhodes replied. Rhodes had thought this through. If Elena went disguised as a worker, it wouldn't work—she would kneel and pray as soon as she saw the Emperor. So, Rhodes planned to use his bodyguard identity and take Elena, posing as his wife and a devout follower of the Emperor, to pay her respects. That way, the Custodians wouldn't have any objections. "Alright! I'll do as you say. If it's too inconvenient, I can give up the chance to meet the Emperor. I believe there will be opportunities in the future," Elena said. "If I said you'll meet him, you'll meet him. If I said I'd get you the title of Imperial Princess, I'll make it happen. Your man keeps his promises," Rhodes said, pulling Elena into his arms. "Okay! Should I still wear my nun outfit tonight?" Elena asked. Rhodes had some peculiar preferences; last time, he even asked her to dress as a Battle Sister! "Ahem! Of course! Wear that white medical nun outfit," Rhodes replied. This girl was perfect in every way—most importantly, she listened! Elena saunters to their grand wardrobe, her fingers trailing sensually over the pristine white battle hospitaller uniform. Her heart races as she feels Rhodes' hungry eyes devouring every inch of her body while she slowly, teasingly removes her current attire. She deliberately takes her time, swaying her hips as each piece falls away to reveal more of her creamy flesh. "Mmmmm, Lord Rhodes..." she purrs, noticing the prominent bulge straining against his trousers. Her nipples harden into stiff peaks under his intense gaze as she slides the white fabric over her curves. The uniform hugs her body perfectly, accentuating her full breasts and round ass. Approaching him at the bedside with deliberate, seductive steps, Elena's pussy throbs with need. She straddles his lap, grinding against his rock-hard cock while wrapping her arms around his neck. "I need you so badly..." she whimpers as his strong hands explore her body, squeezing and caressing. Their tongues dance together passionately, Elena moaning into his mouth as Rhodes gropes her ass roughly through the uniform. His fingers dig into the soft flesh, making her grind harder against him. "Ohhh ... please..." she pants between kisses. Sliding to her knees before him, Elena frees his massive throbbing member with trembling hands. "So big..." she breathes in awe, wrapping her fingers around his thick shaft. She worships his cock with long, slow strokes, her tongue swirling around the swollen head before taking him deep into her hot wet mouth. "Mmmmphhh..." she moans around his length, bobbing her head faster as his fingers tangle in her hair. The taste of his pre-cum on her tongue drives her wild with lust. When he finally erupts with a growl, she eagerly swallows every drop of his hot seed. Elena's pussy got wet as she crawls onto the bed. She lies back on the silk sheets, her white hospitaller uniform a stark contrast against the dark bedding. The pure, innocent image she presents makes Rhodes' cock throb with wicked desire. Her arms reach for him invitingly, blue eyes glazed with lust despite her virtuous appearance. "Please Lord Rhodes... take me..." she whimpers as Rhodes climbs over her. Rather than strip her bare, he deliberately keeps the holy garments mostly in place - partially exposing her perfect breasts and soaked pussy while leaving her looking deliciously defiled in her sacred attire. "Such a naughty little nun," he growls, latching onto one pink nipple. His hot tongue swirls around the sensitive peak as his fingers delve between her thighs, finding her dripping wet. "Already so wet for me..." "Ahhh! Lord Rhodes!" Elena cries out as he pumps two thick fingers inside her tight channel while sucking hard on her breast. Her back arches off the bed as waves of pleasure crash over her. "Ah~... I'm cumming!" Rhodes pulls his glistening fingers from her spasming pussy, showing her how wet she got before bringing them to his mouth for a taste. The sight makes Elena whimper with need. Without warning, he drives his massive cock deep inside her in one brutal thrust. "OHHH!" Elena screams in ecstasy, her tight walls clenching around his thick shaft. The way her sacred uniform is rucked up around her waist as he pounds into her drives Rhodes wild. "Take it all, my dirty little nun," he growls, fucking her harder. Elena's legs wrap around his waist as she meets each savage thrust. "Ah~Ah~!" Elena sobs in pleasure. Her pussy squeezes him like a vice as she cums again, triggering his release. Rhodes fills her womb with his hot seed as they climax together. And so, the night passed. Early the next morning, Rhodes did not transform into Loki's appearance but instead chose to take on the guise of his bodyguard persona. He accompanied three scientists, two Ace daemon slayers—more accurately, avatars of the Emperor—on their way to the Emperor's palace. The agenda: a discussion about the looming Webway War scheduled for the next day. The palace guards, faced with the presence of a new bodyguard, did not raise any objections, escorting Rhodes and his group into the inner palace. Once inside, they began repairs on the Golden Throne. Rhodes placed the disc-shaped transformation device—created from Daram—onto the Golden Throne. ["Your subordinate is truly fascinating. Can he transform into anything?"] the Emperor asked, intrigued. Yesterday, Rhodes' subordinate had appeared as a human, but today, he had transformed into an object. Such versatility was nothing short of extraordinary. The Emperor seemed to be in good spirits today. In contrast, the Dark Emperor appeared drained and lethargic, refraining even from making its usual snide remarks toward Rhodes. After being drained by Daram for an entire day yesterday, it faced the grim prospect of being drained again today—and even through the night. "To make things more efficient, I plan to have him transform into a component tonight and stay here, continuously absorbing the Dark Emperor's power," Rhodes explained. ["You bastard!"] the Dark Emperor immediately protested. ["You drained me all day yesterday, and now you're planning to stay overnight? Don't I get any chance to recover my strength? This is outrageous! How can something so monstrous exist?"] ["If your subordinate can withstand the corruption of dark power, I have no objections,"] the Emperor said. To him, suppressing his dark side was a blessing—he welcomed the idea. "Then it's settled. By the way, I came here today to discuss another matter with you," Rhodes said. ["Go ahead. What is it?"] "The Webway behind you constantly spawns daemons, forcing your Custodians to enter periodically to clean them up. It's like unclogging a toilet." Rhodes paused before continuing, "What I'm proposing is to send two of my subordinates into the Webway to help you clear out the daemons. This will ease your burdens and relieve some of the pressure on your Custodians." ["Are you saying you want to help me fight the Webway War? That you want to help clear out the daemons in the Webway?"] The Emperor looked at Rhode in astonishment. Rhodes wasn't the type to work for free. The last time Rhodes had absorbed the Dark Emperor's powers, it had been in exchange for promises of armies, living saints, and even the chance to resurrect Horus. So why was he suddenly offering to help without asking for anything in return? "It's a mutually beneficial arrangement. Think it over—let my two subordinates enter the Webway and help you clear out the daemons," Rhodes said. The Emperor remained silent, but his psychic senses turned toward the two Ace demon slayers Rhodes had brought along. The power they wielded was unmistakably his own—yet far stronger than that of an average living saint. It was uncanny. Somehow, Rhodes had managed to replicate his power, and it felt as though that power had permanently left him, becoming something entirely separate. Still, the power retained its devastating effectiveness against daemons. ["Fine. I can agree to let your subordinates enter the Webway to hunt daemons. But, friend, our previous collaborations have always been transactional. So if I let you help me, what's in it for me?"] the Emperor asked. ["You can't just keep freeloading off me! I've already given you the Dark Emperor's powers, my psychic energy, and more. You've got to give me something in return."] "When Guilliman returns, I'll hand over the FTL Engine to him," Rhodes said. ["Don't try to pull a fast one! We already agreed on the FTL Engine in exchange for the Emperor's Light. I paid you in advance for that! And humanity is your species, too, you know,"] the Emperor said, exasperated. "Alright, then. What do you want?" Rhodes asked. ["Your special mechanical Titans—let the Imperium produce them,"] the Emperor said. The mechanical Titans Rhodes had developed were far superior to any of the models currently used by the Imperium. "So, you've got your eyes on my mechanical Titans?" Rhode asked. ["Exactly. Your mechanical behemoths can be mass-produced. Let the Imperium manufacture a few models. Once Guilliman wakes up, I'll discuss this with him. How about a 70-30 split on the production profits?"] "70 for me, 30 for you." ["Don't push it, my friend! Opening up the Webway is extremely dangerous. If too many daemons pour out and you can't handle it, I'll have to step in, and my Custodians will have to clean up the mess. Plus, the Forge Worlds will be providing the facilities, and the workers will come from my side. All you're contributing is the technology, and you want 70%?"] "Let's compromise—50-50. That's fair." ["Deal!"] The Emperor sighed internally.