Chapter 969: Shared Fear

Lin Fan shook his wrist. At this time, he could only rely on his magical palm to wake up the somewhat crazy Corax. He threw the light spear at Corax's crude humanoid and immediately flashed over to give Corax a palm.

The humanoid collapsed like a shadow. Lin Fan's palm did not touch any substantial material, as if he had passed his hand over a holographic projection.

More humanoids floated around Lin Fan. They were like the luminous organs used by anglerfish to lure prey to the hook. There were deadly traps around each humanoid.

Is this thing dangerous?

Lin Fan asked himself. In addition to the screaming, he also heard a strange rustling sound. He looked down and found that the thick liquid-like shadows were piercing into his body like steel nails, but these nails could not hurt Lin Fan, so their behavior was as childish as shaving Lin Fan's legs with a soft brush.

And the next moment, Corax also showed Lin Fan what the result would be if these shadows pierced his body. More than 10,000 Word Bearers floated up like corpses, and then quickly stood up in a twisted and stiff posture. Their armor was smooth but full of tiny cracks, and the wandering shadows in it occasionally stretched out tentacles that were looming.

The Word Bearers, whose interiors were removed and only the shadows were left, attacked Lin Fan, and each one was as violent as a zombie. When these Word Bearers were smashed by Lin Fan, the shadows inside their bodies acted like glue, and the Word Bearers were slowly and unstoppably glued back together.

While Lin Fan was smashing the Word Bearers who kept attacking him, he was also thinking about how to control Corax, who had liberated the essence of the subspace.

And Corax also understood Lin Fan's unusualness in the shadow's temptation, but he only regarded this excessive solidity as the nature of Lin Fan's armor. In his understanding, the inside of the human body is still a significant weakness.

So Corax, like the cursed Ferrus, stared at the face under Lin Fan's helmet, trying to penetrate deep into the nostrils, ears and other holes.

Lin Fan found that the shadow was hitting his helmet randomly, as if looking for some gap, which reminded him of the time when Ferrus attacked him with fire.

When Ferrus's magical stomach consumed some of his strength, he became much more rational.

Maybe I can try this on Corax?

Lin Fan did what he said and took off his helmet directly. Corax's shadow also stabbed into Lin Fan's nostrils.

The shadow became smaller than a cell, penetrated the blood vessel wall and entered the blood, trying to control substances such as red blood cells and platelets. But he was surprised and puzzled to find that he could not do this at all. The strength of each tiny cell in Lin Fan's body exceeded anything Corax had ever touched, even the refined gold used to cast the keel of the battleship was less than one ten-thousandth.

As a last resort, Corax could only continue to look for other weaknesses in Lin Fan's body. This action was not based on rational thinking, but just a subconscious behavior developed by a long battle.

In the process of penetrating everywhere, Corax's shadow found Lin Fan's stomach that accommodated everything. The starfish-shaped two-dimensional prison and the deep terror released from the Terra Black Prison stayed quietly in the Nurgle soup, as if they were not interfering with each other.

They divided two territories in Lin Fan's stomach, and any existence that tried to invade their territories would be attacked mercilessly.

The shadow of Corax aroused their interest. In their perception, the shadow flowed down along the stomach wall, and countless inquiring eyes poured down from top to bottom.

The shadow was squirming and screaming, conveying a threatening message to the two of them.

The first to move was the deep terror that looked like a broken preserved egg. His dark, smooth and reflective body floated up from the soup and released a terrifying wave that could make the imperial guards tremble.

The shadow paused for a moment, but did not retreat in front of the broken preserved egg. In terms of the ability to release terror, the two seemed to be of the same level. The shadow turned into a group of crows' sharp beaks and screamed in unison at the broken preserved egg, stirring up the old soup in the stomach.

Such a big noise naturally caused the dissatisfaction of the starfish. He opened his mouth wide to the broken preserved egg, showing his two-dimensional mouth and teeth, urging him not to continue playing.

The broken preserved egg flashed several colors alternately, responded to the starfish briefly, and then floated towards the crows transformed by the shadow. The closer he got, the more obvious the inexplicable tearing feeling became. The shadow was constantly peeled by the broken preserved egg, like a crow being plucked of feathers and cut off its flesh.

The shadow was not to be outdone, and drew more power from Lin Fan's body.

The contest between the two evil things caused the perfect city built by Lorgar to suffer. Corax devoured everything he could touch like a black hole.

When Lorgar saw the collapse of the perfect city again, he fell ill on the spot. His anger helped him repel Leman Russ's attack and broke the latter's arm. His eagerness helped him quickly form a spell, and he teleported to the perfect city.

"Corax! You bastard!" Lorgar cursed at Corax who was flowing like a flood, slammed his scepter into the ground in front of him, and then wrapped more than a hundred chaos beads around it.

Many spells emerged as Lorgar chanted, blocking all the shadows like a barrier. Then he opened his palms, and a large golden net quietly appeared. Lorgar held a staff in one hand and a net in the other, advancing in the endless darkness. He had no interest in the details that Corax had released.

Strange. Corax's power seemed to be much weaker.

After Lorgar defeated a large group of crows with psychic spells, he found Lin Fan, who was sitting on the ground and had no desire to live.

At this time, he supported his face with one hand and pressed his stomach with the other hand. Many shadows poured into Lin Fan's nostrils like oxygen tubes.

Such a strange scene made Lorgar, who was angry and anxious, stunned for a moment, and Lin Fan waved to him when he saw Lorgar coming.

A chill rose from Lorgar's back. He was wondering if the stranger in front of him was a damned Tzeentch demon? And he was also the kind of young master who was famous for having fun?

Gurgle.

Lin Fan's stomach growled louder and louder. The discomfort from his stomach made him want to poop, but now was obviously not the best time to solve physiological problems.

Ugh. It's really disgusting.

Lin Fan felt something was about to come out, and subconsciously opened his mouth.