【战锤40k同人作品翻译】Ennui 第三章：狰狞 Grim(5)
Pathetic.
It was the work of a few moments to override the system, a combination of my credentials as Succubus along with some biological matter helpfully provided from Archon Shae’lith’s flayed face was all it took.
I scanned over the possible worlds this junction could connect me to.
Before the Fall, Commorragh was the greatest port city of the Aeldarii Empire. It sat like a bloated, tumorous heart in the Webway, resting at the center of trade and commerce like a city-state. Thanks to its unique position, I could potentially reach any part of the galaxy if I tried hard enough, but there was no need for such efforts.
And anyway, I was feeling picky.
“No,” I muttered, flicking past several maiden worlds. As amusing as they would be to despoil, I’d done so far too many times. There was no war to be had there, no challenge in slaying helpless Exodite peasants, and one could only scorch a pristine world so many times before the notion became more of a chore than anything.
I was an artist, not a landscaper.
“No, no, no,” I repeated flicking past several Mon-Keigh worlds that glowed a sickly yellow for danger.
It was the work of a few moments to override the system, a combination of my credentials as Succubus along with some biological matter helpfully provided from Archon Shae’lith’s flayed face was all it took.
I scanned over the possible worlds this junction could connect me to.
Before the Fall, Commorragh was the greatest port city of the Aeldarii Empire. It sat like a bloated, tumorous heart in the Webway, resting at the center of trade and commerce like a city-state. Thanks to its unique position, I could potentially reach any part of the galaxy if I tried hard enough, but there was no need for such efforts.
And anyway, I was feeling picky.
“No,” I muttered, flicking past several maiden worlds. As amusing as they would be to despoil, I’d done so far too many times. There was no war to be had there, no challenge in slaying helpless Exodite peasants, and one could only scorch a pristine world so many times before the notion became more of a chore than anything.
I was an artist, not a landscaper.
“No, no, no,” I repeated flicking past several Mon-Keigh worlds that glowed a sickly yellow for danger.
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