Chapter 503 Witness

What a wonderful day! She remembered everything and built a palace in her new home next to the Golden Throne to commemorate her first meeting with Lin Fan.

Although the two had been in contact on Terra, it was the first time that Slaanesh witnessed everything about Lin Fan from a place other than the soul lens in the Gomor Webway.

Smell, temperature, appearance, taste. Tsk, thinking about it, Slaanesh felt a kind of happiness that would never get tired of rushing to the peak of all feelings.

That was the first time Slaanesh and Lin Fan met on a date. Just like all couples meeting, there would be many people around to witness the birth of a couple.

The man knelt on one knee and proposed to the woman. The woman accepted the man's request with a shy or ecstatic face under the blessings of everyone.

Although there was no ring and no kneeling on one knee at that time, Lin Fan stroked her tail and tentacles so gently, and praised the smooth touch and bright color.

Ah! I feel shy just thinking about it!

Slaanesh's shadow twitched even more violently, turning into an indescribable picture of ecstasy. The madness and frenzy in the conference room became more and more obvious. Perturabo even strangled the stool he had brought to life with his fist.

"Slaanesh! Slaanesh!" Lin Fan called several times in a row, but he didn't see Slaanesh wake up, so he had to walk to the shadow and roll it into a ball with his hands.

"I was a little too excited just now." Slaanesh, who was rolled into a ball, felt Lin Fan's kneading and touching, and didn't show his crazy nature in this small conference room.

Slaanesh, who had calmed down, broke away from Lin Fan's hands and fell to the ground. The shadow was plastic and began to have the outline and appearance of a human.

Although his skin exuded a strange pink color, his eyes were purple with a black background, he had a long snake tail behind him, and his pure white hair twisted as if he was alive, but at least everyone would not lose their reason at a glance.

Slaanesh sat obediently on the chair, wearing a gorgeous and complicated skirt, which fluttered without wind, and his tail and feet swung happily.

"Ahem, this is the Slaanesh you've been worried about. Although it's not the real one, it also carries a part of her power."

Lin Fan helped Ivrene, who was lying on the table in pain, and introduced Slaanesh to her. Ivrene saw Slaanesh greeting her, and her soul was almost out of her body. The blessing of the god of death could not bring her any sense of security at all.

"Oh~ dear~ don't be afraid, I remember your smell." Slaanesh sniffed his nose and said the terrifying words that made the Eldar feel numb without any malice, "I won't eat you, you can be guests at the wedding~ If it weren't for you, I don't think I would be able to meet my dear."

Slaanesh smiled and touched his face, looking very gentle and nostalgic, but this look was only frightening in Ivrene's eyes.

She felt that the increasingly incomprehensible madness was tormenting her soul and mind. She had imagined many scenes of meeting Slaanesh.

There were battles, spitting, and resisting the whispers and corrosion of Slaanesh like a hero, and finally leading the army of the god of death to rescue the people from Slaanesh's hands.

But this kind of chat-like format has never appeared in any of Ivrene's ideas, even if it's a joke, there won't be such a crazy topic.

"What did you do?" Ivrene trembled and questioned Lin Fan, her eyes full of despair.

"I just said that Slaanesh is my wife now, although we haven't held any wedding yet."

"Puff!" Spit out a mouthful of blood from her mouth, Ivrene lay on the table in pain, "She is the enemy, the Lord of Desire! The torturer! How... How can you be with this dark existence? You are also a member of the evil god, right?"

Lin Fan looked at Ivrene's painful appearance and looked at Slaanesh in reproach. Slaanesh waved his hands innocently, what happened just now was not her doing.

There was no way, Lin Fan had to give Ivrene some fatherly soup to drink. He didn't take it out of his throat, but took out a green leaf with a drop of crystal liquid on it.

"No! Don't!" Ivrene keenly felt that this crystal liquid was full of Nurgle's power. Although there was no disgusting blasphemous breath, this unknown life force made her extremely afraid.

God knows what the result of this drop of liquid will be. Maybe she will become a Nurgle Chaos Egg? Or worse?

Ivrene looked at Qianmian for help, hoping that he could save her. But the mentor had already fallen into a coma the moment the projection of Slaanesh appeared, and his head had been resting on the table for a long time.

"I will fight you, the evil demon!" Ivrene felt that her trembling body had a little strength. She suddenly pulled out the Crone Sword, and the faint flame of death stabbed directly at Lin Fan. The power of Inieid had helped Ivrene cut off the bodies of countless powerful enemies.

But now, this Crone Sword was only a little bit away from breaking.

Lin Fan quickly grabbed the Crone Sword. He didn't know what would happen if this thing broke. Carefully controlling the power in his hands, the fire of death was washing Lin Fan's arm.

He held his hand and gently rubbed it, and the fire of death was extinguished by Lin Fan's hand. Ivrene's eyes widened, she stared blankly at the wilted appearance of the old woman's sword, not knowing what to do next.

"Puff!" Another mouthful of blood was spit out, and Ivrene fell down with a weak breath. Lin Fan helped her up and poured a drop of Nurgle soup into her mouth.

All this happened very quickly. It took only a little over a second from Ivrene drawing her sword to Lin Fan pouring soup into her. In the eyes of Commissar Kane, a mortal, he only saw something light up, and then Ivrene sat with her head tilted and her face pale.

"Now the situation is becoming more and more complicated." Lin Fan looked at the Death God Army lying on the ground in distress. He felt that they couldn't communicate in this state, so he had to ask someone to put them away.

"The woman with the strange hairstyle will be put in a separate room, and the rest of the people can be left alone." Lin Fan watched Erica and her men skillfully dragging the Death God Army away. Before leaving, Erica even made an OK gesture to Lin Fan.

Slaanesh stretched out his tail and held Lin Fan's waist, and then went to tease Delia and Commissar Kane.

Odemeier was still sleeping, not affected by the commotion just now. Perturabo looked at Lin Fan with a complicated expression, not knowing what to say, so he had to ask him about Ivrene's situation.

"I see that your attitude towards her is very unusual. You wouldn't be like that loser Khayon and find an Eldar girlfriend, right?"