"You can surrender," Celestine said calmly, her longsword lowered, her posture elegant and sacred. "There's no need for this battle to continue. Lay down your weapons, and I will spare your life."
"Surrender?" Lamia looked up and scoffed, deep purple eyes filled with disdain. "You will pay for your arrogance, Living Saint."
With that, she attacked again instantly. This time, her figure split into three phantoms, striking simultaneously from Celestine's front, side, and back. This was Lamia's specialty, her shadow steps, designed to confuse the enemy's vision while her dagger always found the most fatal angle.
However, facing such a clever and deadly attack, Celestine merely raised her sword calmly. Golden wings spread out behind her, seemingly enveloping the entire arena, and in that instant, the sword in her hand burst forth with dazzling brilliance.
"As you wish," Celestine's voice was low and solemn. With a flick of her longsword, a dazzling holy light rose like a scorching sun, directly shattering all of Lamia's phantoms and exposing her true body.
All the xenos in the arena were blinded by the holy light, but Li Feng, Grefax, and Magnus felt no glare.
"Damn it!" Lamia forcibly twisted her body in mid-air, landing heavily. The sneer on her face had been replaced by deep solemnity. "What kind of monster are you..."
"Monster?" Celestine smiled slightly, like a comeback in a movie.
Meanwhile, in the VIP audience seats,
Li Feng leisurely sipped an Aeldari specialty drink, which tasted sweet and tart, and commented:
"Oh, there's even holy light..."
Magnus, seated in a wheelchair, looked at a book he had borrowed from Lady Malys's mansion. He urgently needed to recover his strength; his psychic powers had been stripped by the Chaos Gods / The Four Gods, leaving him a cripple.
The book mentioned a place called the Black Library, described as the most mysterious Aeldari Ark world, a library filled with destructive power and forbidden knowledge, still existing somewhere in the Webway. After the entire ancient Aeldari Empire was destroyed by Slaanesh, this library became the sole surviving repository of their ancient sorcerous knowledge and destructive power.
Magnus now hoped to enter the Black Library to find a way to restore his psychic powers. If he could restore his psychic abilities, he might be able to find a way to compensate for and salvage everything, and even... endure the pain of the Golden Throne for his father.
Just then, the gasps from the audience seats pulled Magnus back from his thoughts. He looked towards the arena... Lamia rapidly retreated, using the terrain and her superior speed and agility to create distance from Celestine. Her expression was cunning and cold, as if she had already planned her next move.
Just as Celestine spread her wings, preparing to attack again, Lamia smiled slightly and spat out the poison hidden in her mouth. It was a deadly Aeldari toxin, specifically designed to corrode armor and tissue, and even capable of disrupting psychic defenses.
The poison, a stream of green liquid, shot out, aiming directly for Celestine's face. Although Celestine reacted extremely quickly, raising her longsword almost instantly to try and block it, the angle and speed of the poison spray were entirely beyond normal expectation. Some of the venom still splashed onto her eyes.
"Ah!" Celestine let out a low groan. Her eyes were instantly corroded, a fierce burning sensation immediately turning her beautiful face into a putrid mess. Even her eyeballs were corroded and melted from their sockets by the toxin. The golden glow instantly became flickering and unstable.
"It's over, Living Saint!" Lamia, seeing an unmissable opportunity, darted forward like a cheetah pouncing on its prey, her dagger glinting coldly. Her leaping figure traced an elegant yet deadly arc, directly flipping behind Celestine.
"Victory is mine!" she whispered, simultaneously plunging both daggers precisely into the seams of Celestine's neck armor. The sharp blades pierced through armor and flesh, aiming directly for her heart.
The audience gasped. The golden light suddenly dimmed, Celestine's body stiffened, and the wings on her back gradually lost their radiance.
Victor leapt from his chair, raising his arms in triumph. He knew that even if a Great Daemon died, it would be reborn in the Warp, but this battle, he had won.
"Hahaha!" Lamia laughed loudly, forcefully tugging at the daggers from behind, attempting to completely shred the heart. Her laughter was filled with the ecstasy of victory and a mockery of the holy light.
The audience in the arena fell silent for a moment, then the Drukhari / Dark Aeldari spectators erupted in thunderous cheers, the entire arena celebrating Lamia's "victory."
However, Celestine's body trembled slightly, but she did not fall as Lamia had expected. Instead, a low, calm voice emanated from her, carrying an undeniable solemnity and composure.
"Do you think this is the end?"
Lamia's smile froze, and she quickly retreated. At this moment, Celestine turned around to face Lamia, and Lamia's pupils dilated with fear... Celestine's upper half of her face was now completely disfigured by the corrosive liquid, with exposed bone and festering flesh. Within her eye sockets were only two corroded and decaying eyeball crystals. As she turned, her rotted lower jaw detached directly from her upper jawbone, hanging loose.
Celestine reached out, pulled out the two daggers Lamia had left in her shoulder, and dropped them to the ground. She had just thought she might be carelessly thrown back into the Warp, only to return later.
However, the second after her heart was pierced and she died, she remained in place, life force rapidly flowing back into her body.
And now she understood something: the Imperium of Man's deities were not just the "Trinity" of the "God-Emperor, Emperor, Empress"; there was also one more person... that was Li Feng.
And in this world, deities could have their own "Chosen," and even be "Multi-God Chosen." Celestine, by virtue of her relationship with Li Feng and Sanguinius, had also become "Multi-God Chosen," becoming the "Dual-God Chosen" of "Li Feng and the Emperor."
Celestine's body was enveloped in golden light. Her exposed, decaying flesh healed at a visible rate, bones and muscles regenerating, even more perfectly than before; even her stress-induced pimples were gone.
A pair of golden pupils burned in her newly opened eyes. Her expression became even more solemn and inviolable.
Lamia stared blankly at all of this. Her hands fell limply, her previous arrogance and confidence completely gone, replaced by bone-chilling fear.
She suddenly flapped her wings, and a golden shockwave swept across the entire arena like a tide. The Drukhari / Dark Aeldari in the audience seats cried out in alarm, many even retreating in a panic, fearing to be affected by this sacred power.
Celestine flew out rapidly, her speed creating a sonic boom in the center of the arena. She high-speed collided with Lamia. Lamia's ribs immediately fractured, and then Celestine carried Lamia directly upwards, flying to the highest point of the arena, before slamming her down to the ground with a heavy punch.
Lamia's body fell like a meteor, crashing heavily into the arena floor, kicking up countless dust and shattered rocks. The entire arena seemed to tremble, profoundly shaken.
A huge crater appeared in the ground. Lamia, covered in blood, lay disheveled at the bottom of the pit, struggling to stand, but her body could no longer obey her. Her limbs were twisted from the immense impact.
Celestine slowly descended before her, golden wings spreading like a canopy, light enveloping the entire arena, as if all darkness had been dispelled. She looked down at the fallen Lamia, her gaze cold and majestic.
She reached out, grabbed the hair of the dying Lamia, and effortlessly dragged her from the crater. Lamia's legs dangled helplessly in the air, her face filled with fear and pain. She tried to speak, but only faint whimpers escaped her throat.
"Let me go!" Lamia struggled hoarsely, but Celestine's hand was like an iron clamp, unyielding.
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