Time flew by and it was already the next day. Yvraine came to Rhodes' residence with a stack of thick documents in her hands, only to find Rhodes looking pale as if his body had been completely drained.

"What's wrong with you?"

"You mean why do I look so exhausted? You know how hard it is for you Eldar to birth offspring. I have to constantly replenish nutrients, and I have to do all the work myself." Rhodes replied.

No wonder it takes several Eldar just to help breed one offspring—it really isn't a job for a single person.

"Uh… This is a necessary condition for Eldar reproduction, especially for an Eldar god, so needing more is normal. Maybe when the God of War comes back, he can help you." Yvraine said.

Normally, regular Eldar only need a few hours a day, but Rhodes seemed to be going for over a dozen hours—maybe even more?

Well, he is a god after all. It's normal for him to need more nutrients and genetic material. But can Rhodes really handle it all himself?

Could it be that the Mother Goddess resurrected the War God actually to help share this burden?

From an Eldar perspective, that would make sense, but Rhodes clearly wasn't happy about it.

"Are you kidding me? No one but me can help with this, and I don't need any gods' help either." Rhodes rolled his eyes.

After the sixth strengthening of the Monster Power, Rhodes' recovery ability was greatly enhanced, and the Goddess of Life would occasionally give him life energy to help too. Overall, he could handle it, and the hardest period was almost over.

As for asking other gods for help—are you nuts? If it were a goddess, maybe, but a male god? Forget it! My iron fist is already itching.

Seeing Rhodes' reaction, Yvraine made a "just as I thought" expression.

"Oh, well, good luck then."

"So, why are you here today? When are you setting out to collect the War God's fragments?" Rhodes sat up and asked.

Collecting the War God's fragments needed to speed up—he needed the War God to stir things up soon, and Horus's side needed to get moving too!

"We're leaving tomorrow to collect the War God's fragments. But today I came to hand you something. You haven't forgotten your deal with Lady Malys, have you?" Yvraine said, placing a pile of documents in front of Rhodes.

Back in Commorragh, Rhodes had established good relations with Lady Malys, but he seemed to have forgotten some things!

From an Eldar's perspective, a year isn't that long, but Lady Malys had already collected some Blood Harlequin research on Orks.

"Oh, that! I remember. Didn't I leave the matter of the monster serum to you? I gave you a batch last time." Rhodes said.

Rhodes remembered his dealings with the Dark Eldar, but he wasn't much interested in the Dark Eldar anymore—the only fun now was to harvest a wave of gold coins from them.

Still, it reminded Rhodes that he should send his Slaanesh Assassin to harvest some Dark Eldar soon.

The system gold coins provided by the Dark Eldar were the most valuable individuals Rhodes had ever seen—even more so than Tyranids or Orks.

As for the Blood Harlequins' Ork research, he could pass it to the Zett to review, since he now had a warlord of the super-beast class.

"I've used up the monster warrior serum. I need a much larger quantity now, so you need to give me another batch." Yvraine said.

"No problem, I'll give you 100,000 doses." Rhodes stretched and replied.

His ship had an automated production line, so producing the monster gene serum was fast, and humanity needed it too.

Supplying 100,000 doses wasn't a problem.

"That's more like it. But besides the Guigass monster warrior serum, I actually want some new monster warrior serums—like Red King, Golza, and Melba." Yvranie said.

"Oh, you want other monster warrior serums? But they don't seem compatible with Eldar—there's a high chance of turning into a humanoid monster." Rhodes replied.

"They're not for my Ynnari warriors. They're for the Dark Eldar's arenas—these new monsters are super popular.

Whether the transformation succeeds or fails, they're useful. Failed ones make for great entertainment." Yvraine explained.

Rhodes' super-monster fighting project hadn't been held since he left. Commorragh could only use other monster warriors as substitutes.

This time, Lady Malys hoped he could deliver some monster warrior serum, in exchange for advanced equipment or more Dark Eldar warriors for her Ynnari.

"Got it. I'll add 10,000 doses of each other monster serum. But you'll have to wait four or five days for those—I have to produce them from scratch. Is that okay?" Rhodes asked.

"Sure. Fair trade. What do you want from me this time?" Yvraine asked.

"How about this: we restart our monster fighting tournament. I'll give you ten monsters for the competition." Rhodes said, stroking his chin.

Harvesting Dark Eldar was necessary. With ten monsters over there, whenever there's a tournament, tens of thousands of Dark Eldar would die, earning him thousands of gold coins in no time.

Sometimes, the Dark Eldar sent not only monsters but their own warriors or those of other races to fight—killing them all yielded system gold coins.

Rhodes had millions of system gold coins now. Drawing ten ordinary monsters for the tournament was no pressure.

"Deal!" Yvraine replied.

"Settled then. You can go now."

"That's it? We haven't seen each other in so long—don't you miss me?" Yvraine said with a sly smile.

"Ugh, don't tell me you're here to squeeze me too?" Rhodes gritted his teeth.

"We can find an asteroid. We both have gigantification powers now. I've been holding back for a long time, and your recovery seems pretty good. I have life energy too—I can help you recover." Yvraine offered.

"..." Rhodes.

Whoever messes with Eldar women again is an idiot! But dealing with Yvraine alone is no problem.

You think you're the Goddess of Life? Bring it on!

With a flash of cosmic energy, Rhodes and Yvraine transported themselves to a nearby asteroid, their bodies expanding to titanic proportions as they materialized. The barren rock beneath them seemed to quake with anticipation.

"Show me what you've got," Rhodes growled, his voice rumbling like thunder across the void.

Yvraine's eyes glowed with otherworldly desire as she pressed her now-gargantuan body against his. "Oh, I'll show you more than that," she purred, her hands roaming over his muscled form.

Their lips crashed together in a kiss that could have shattered worlds, tongues battling for dominance as centuries of pent-up passion exploded between them. Rhodes grabbed Yvraine's hips, grinding against her as she moaned into his mouth.

"Fuck, I've missed this," Yvraine gasped as Rhodes's lips trailed down her neck. She arched her back, pressing her heaving breasts against his chest.

With a growl of lust, Rhodes lifted Yvraine and slammed her against a nearby cliff face, the impact sending tremors through the asteroid. He hitched her legs around his waist, positioning himself at her entrance.

"Ready to feel some real power?" he smirked.

Yvraine's answer was lost in a cry of ecstasy as Rhodes thrust into her, their gigantic forms merging in a cataclysm of pleasure. The asteroid crumbled beneath them as they fucked with the force of colliding galaxies, each thrust threatening to tear the very fabric of space-time.

"Oh gods, yes!" Yvraine screamed, her nails raking down Rhodes's back as waves of euphoria crashed over her. "Give it to me, you magnificent bastard!"

Rhodes pounded into her relentlessly, grunting with each powerful stroke. "Take it all," he growled, "Every. Last. Inch."

Their cosmic coupling reached a fever pitch, the air around them crackling with energy as they neared their climax. With a final, earth-shattering thrust, they came together in an explosion of blinding light and mind-numbing pleasure.

As they floated in the afterglow, their bodies slowly shrinking back to normal size, Yvraine traced lazy patterns on Rhodes's chest. "So," she smirked, "still think I'm just here to squeeze you?"

Rhodes chuckled, pulling her close. "Squeeze away. I think I can handle a few more rounds."

And with that, they lost themselves once more in the timeless dance of passion, their entwined forms silhouetted against the backdrop of endless stars.

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A Ynnari member approached Yvraine later.

"Great Prophet! We envy your new power—it's a blessing from the Mother Goddess!"

Their boss used to be a Corsair, then became a gladiator succubus in Commorragh, and now she was the Death God's Prophet, even blessed by the Eldar Goddess of Life. Her rise in status could fill a fantasy novel—her strength had grown immensely.

In just over a year, she'd gone from an ordinary succubus to one of the universe's top-tier beings.

"Hehe. You forgot one thing: I'm now a Super Lifeform with gigantification ability." Yvraine said.

Super Lifeforms truly live tens of thousands of years and can easily destroy a civilized planet.

Above Super Lifeforms, Rhodes said there were two higher life states, each a leap as big as from mortal to Super Lifeform.

"That's great, Great Prophet. We can better collect War God Khaine's fragments now!" said an Aeldari.

Some old hands, thousands of years old, could see that the Mother Goddess and the human Primarch had an unusual relationship.

But as the saying goes, sometimes it's best to keep secrets.

In this dark universe, the fewer secrets you know, the better. Sometimes playing dumb means you live longer.

The Asuryani Prophets knew to keep certain secrets forever.

"We'll leave in a few days. Rhodes will provide more monster warrior serum—all Dark Eldar in my unit will use it." Yvraine said.

The Ynnari was now tens of thousands strong, with a huge demand for the serum. Lady Malys needed a batch too.

After dealing with her subordinates, Yvraine felt a bit tired, yawned, and returned to her quarters, arranged by the Space Wolves.

She needed a good rest. The gigantic space coupling with Rod had drained her.

Just then, her powerful Eldar senses warned of danger. Yvraine backflipped, narrowly dodging a psychic ray.

A psychic rift appeared behind her.

"Long time no see, Eldar witch! This time I'll make you pay in blood and show you the cost of deceiving me." Ahriman appeared with his warband, sneering.