Chapter 459 It's All up to You

Lin Fan had never seen such violent and angry warp space. Even though he had wandered in the territory of the dark gods several times, he had never witnessed such violent soul thunder.

Geller's stand, which existed like a bubble, looked so fragile. Facing the thunder that was much larger than the warship itself, Lin Fan was terrified.

It would be fine if he got into trouble, but if this ship got into trouble, it would be a big trouble.

But fortunately, Odemaier dared to do so, and she must have her reasons.

Geller's stand stubbornly resisted the bombardment of soul lightning. Lin Fan could even see the lightning shattered on the stand, leaving the demons with twisted faces unwilling to accept it.

Odemaier was looking for the largest and most turbulent waves in the violent warp space. She wanted to send the ship to the top of the wave, and then be pushed far away to reach the destination directly.

"Next, you have to protect the spherical cockpit!"

After warning Lin Fan, Odemeier focused all her attention on the warp engine and the warp. She even reduced the energy of the Geller Field on the bridge so that the spherical cockpit could receive more valuable information.

While she was doing this, the warp pollution was also eroding the entire ship. The Emperor's statue at the tail exuded a sacred and inviolable light, protecting the area at the tail of the ship.

Lin Fan himself had to face the scouring of the violent warp torrent.

He smiled bitterly at Odemeier's skill and courage, and then, with the blessing of the divine power given to him by Khorne, he used the war vision to observe the hostility of the ownerless demon.

The demon, as erratic as white smoke, infiltrated from the outside, roaring with a sharp voice, ready to dive into the spherical cockpit and take over the entire warship.

But Lin Fan was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and grabbed the demon, brought it to his nose and took a deep breath, and the demon was inhaled into Lin Fan's lungs.

Then he exhaled deeply, and white smoke and wailing came out of Lin Fan's mouth.

The other demons were shocked by this strange way of death, which was even more evil than the demons.

"Roar!" But the momentary shock was controlled by the chaotic frenzy the next moment, and the demons rushed towards Lin Fan again.

"This is getting more and more interesting!"

Lin Fan used all his strength, clamped a demon in each of his armpits, and with a force, the demon turned into a ball of fire and disappeared.

His fingers were like sharp daggers, and every quick stab could leave a lifelong wound on the demon.

More and more demons turned into balls of fire and disappeared in front of Lin Fan, but for the endless demon army, these were just flesh wounds.

The demons in front witnessed the death of other demons and tried to retreat, but the demons in the back who had not yet figured out the situation pushed them to Lin Fan's side again.

Finally, Lin Fan felt bored and troubled after fighting. He stretched out his arms, put out two fingers, and turned around like a beginner Tai Chi student, dispersing the demons that surrounded him again.

In the moment when he had a gap, Lin Fan decided to find someone to help him.

Who should he find?

Why not call Khorne? With his violent temper, he would definitely not tolerate the bastard he wanted to beat being beaten by other demons first.

It's very reliable to think about it. Lin Fan laughed and shouted Khorne's name loudly in this violent and unknown sea of ​​subspace.

Lin Fan's call was quickly transmitted to Khorne's brass throne. At this time, the master of endless war had just smashed Tzeentch's crystal maze, and there were many damages on the blood and fire armor made of brass.

It seems that this ever-angry lord of war also took care of Slaanesh on the way and stabbed Nurgle who was squatting at home.

Since everyone was beaten, it would be unfair for Nurgle not to be beaten. Khorne thought so, tempering his armor in the fire of war and blood, and repairing the damage on it.

There was a layer of crystal on the helmet, which was the trace left by Tzeentch's power.

There was a gap in the heavy breastplate, and golden flames and purple flowers were flashing in the gap, which was the trace left by the God-Emperor and Slaanesh.

There was also a string of green and yellow sticky objects on the long blade of destruction, which was obviously a disgusting thing related to Nurgle. Khorne looked at this sword that was enough to burn the stars with disdain and threw it into the broken weapon pit.

Then, on the high platform of the furnace that never extinguished, a new long blade of destruction was recast.

"I shouldn't have cut that disgusting thing Nurgle. But such a disgusting thing, it's hard to relieve my hatred if I don't deal with it."

Khorne's voice echoed in the heavy helmet, and no one except him could hear this low muttering.

Sitting on the brass throne, Khorne scanned his domain.

The city that was once neat and orderly and full of war order was turned into a chaotic ruin in the sneak attack of Slaanesh and the God-Emperor.

He was a little angry, but then he was suppressed by the broken war and admired the environment of the war ruins.

As for the struggling believers and demons under his command, he didn't care. Khorne would only issue the head KPI, and whoever completed it would naturally get the sublimation of divine power.

Khorne opened the Blood Ark on the throne and took out a bottle of blood that was so viscous that it was indescribable. He pinched his hands and rubbed them. In the friction of the armor, an unextinguished fire appeared and fell into the blood bottle.

The viscous blood became active because of the addition of fire, gurgling like sparkling wine.

"Ah"

Drinking the blood bottle in one gulp, the essence of the endless war in this universe made Khorne feel controllable anger.

Angry, but not that angry.

At this moment, just as he felt a trace of comfortable Khorne, he heard a familiar and damning voice bothering him in his ears.

"It's you again. It's you again!!! You damn!!! Bug!!!"

Khorne's body that had just sat down was suddenly pulled up, and even the world-destroying blade next to the throne was knocked down on the blood plateau, and the huge war blade once again smashed the land of war.

He raised his hand and sucked it in, and the world-destroying blade returned to Khorne's hand. He stared at the blade and observed Lin Fan's position.

Taking a closer look, he saw Lin Fan being attacked by the lowly demons from the Chaos Wasteland, and Khorne's fire doubled.

"My prey! You dare to touch it!?"

Khorne roared, summoned his followers and demons, and once again formed an army and headed in the direction of Lin Fan.

But Khorne no longer had the patience to march. He used his sword to break open the space, and then opened the gap with his hands. He stretched his head into the gap and saw Lin Fan fighting in the sea of ​​demons.

“You thieves! Cowards!

Khorne pointed his hand, and his legions fought with the masterless demons.

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