Chapter 734 False

This humiliation made the Red Scorpion Warriors angry. They roared and chopped Lin Fan's body with all their strength.

Lin Fan did not indulge them. He quickly removed their engine backpacks in the sky of broken fragments of the chain sword.

The two Space Marines inevitably lost control. They crashed into a deep gully on the ground, and the smoke and dust obscured their situation.

Lin Fan sat on the unlucky guy and removed all the tactical grenades on him.

"What on earth are you?" The Red Scorpion Warrior asked coldly.

"I am a good friend of the Emperor." Lin Fan replied.

"Heretics!" The Red Scorpion Warrior roared excitedly. He struggled desperately, but found that he could only barely move his limbs under Lin Fan's buttocks.

He clenched his fists and smashed them at Lin Fan's waist.

The armor was broken and the fists were broken. These were all expected results. However, Lin Fan did not have any emotional ups and downs. For the Space Marines, this was just a flesh wound.

But something caught his attention.

The broken fist not only bleeds a lot, but also has a white tinge, which looks exactly like the crack on the smooth wall.

Lin Fan frowned and apologized to the Red Scorpion Warrior under his butt.

"What?" Before the Red Scorpion Warrior could react, Lin Fan crushed his fist with his other arm.

The flesh, bones, and blood were clenched together by Lin Fan's fist and could not be seen clearly. The white silk thread pierced Lin Fan's eyes.

So this is all fake? A projection of the timeline?

Lin Fan wanted to find someone to split it open, but he couldn't do it when he saw the highly alert imperial soldiers around him.

I'd better go to the nest to verify the situation. Lin Fan took out the heavy nuclear bomb and threw it at the Vraks Fortress in the distance.

The small nuclear bomb is not very eye-catching, but when it hits the wall of the Vraks Fortress, the effect it produces is far greater than the sum of artillery shells and missile bombings.

The shock wave directly dispersed the smoke and clouds that had been covering the sky, and the roar gave the soldiers in the front a headache.

Half of the rebels stationed at the shooting point on this wall were killed at that time, and the wall tilted inward several degrees.

The battlefield entered a moment of silence. Both the rebels and the empire were asking what weapon caused the attack.

Lin Fan aimed at the hole hit by the nuclear bomb, threw a light spear and disappeared.

The nuclear bomb did not smash through the wall, but only twisted the surface ceramic steel alloy. Lin Fan punched in and found a fortress passage.

The passage was very narrow. With the body of a mortal, only two people could walk side by side. This environment was too closed for the Space Marines, even if they walked sideways all the time.

The straight passage was divided by several 90° corners, and each corner was guarded by a heavy logging machine gun.

"Zombie King's running dog!"

The bullets were faster than the insults. Lin Fan ignored the bullets and rushed forward. He found that the people firing behind the machine gun were a group of ragged cultists.

The cultists may have been workers and poor people before, but now they have become the pawns of the evil god in the chaos corruption.

"Ah!!"

Frightened by Lin Fan's speed, the cultist took out a grenade, but his deformed hand did not make him move quickly and flexibly.

The activated grenade fell to the ground, and before Lin Fan could do anything, these cultists blew themselves up.

Lin Fan searched among the shattered corpses and did not see any white lines.

Is it normal as long as they don't die in my hands?

With this question in mind, Lin Fan walked deep into the Vraks Fortress, trying to find a way to return to the original timeline.

There was also an offensive by the Imperial Army inside the fortified nest city, and the drilling rigs specializing in underground assaults transported teams of Imperial soldiers.

Lasers and bullets filled the empty space on the battlefield, and from time to time there were heart-wrenching cries from the unlucky ones.

Those guys in black robes were cultists at first glance, not to mention that they had an eight-pointed star staff made of bones behind them.

"Kill all the running dogs of the Corpse King! For the true God!"

"Hello." Lin Fan flashed to the side of the black-robed man, and the bayonet quickly slashed a few times, chopping the man and the robe into pieces.

"Wow!" Several other black-robed cultists exclaimed, and they ordered their followers to attack Lin Fan.

Lin Fan scratched his head, took away the broken black robe, and killed the piece of meat that was active and ready to mutate into a chaos egg.

As he thought, the living creatures he killed would have quite obvious white silk threads on the wound.

Lin Fan tried to put his fingers into the silk threads, but he couldn't do it. The white threads would only ripple like water waves because of Lin Fan's disturbance.

Perhaps because of the size of the wound, Lin Fan turned his head and stared at the other black-robed people, and cut them in half vertically with one knife.

The white line in the wound did expand a lot, but it was still not enough for Lin Fan to sink into it.

"Where is your head?"

"Hehe. We definitely are!"

Lin Fan split the nonsense black-robed believer in half and pointed his bayonet at the other believers.

These believers were not devout in their beliefs. They devoted themselves to the power of chaos just to seek benefits and status.

When the few diehards whose brains were corrupted were split in half by Lin Fan, the rest of the people reported the location of the "head" they knew.

Lin Fan felt a little bored. These were all leaders in the eyes of the minions, but it was better than nothing. He would eventually find out the location of the Chaos leader by asking layer by layer.

Clapping his hands, Lin Fan turned and left, and punched through a tunnel buried by collapsed buildings.

The surviving cultists opened their mouths to ask something, but the surrounding imperial soldiers would not give them time to continue living.

A Krieg sergeant aimed at Lin Fan's back, loaded a detection bullet in his gun and shot at Lin Fan.

The detection bullet was caught by Lin Fan before it hit his body. He made a greeting gesture to Krieg sergeant, which was only used in their hometown.

Krieg sergeant was stunned for a while and reported the situation here.

Lin Fan tore the inner defense line of Vraks to pieces in just one day, and he just wanted to find the leader.

The Cathedral of the Ascension of the Emperor, a once glorious and sacred building, has become a nest that nourishes the evil god. No matter how many devout believers have come from here, now there is only one Bishop of Destruction who has been blessed by the evil god to be bloated.

"What kind of a talisman are you drawing? I can do better than you with my feet." Lin Fan slapped the bishop in disgust, snatched the blood bucket in his hand, and carved a blasphemous formation on the ground that would drive mortals crazy at the sight of it.

(No update tomorrow, sob)