Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry.

Kalbohar was taken away by Trazin and dissected in the hypercube chamber. He couldn't stand in front of the Necrontyr's magical technology for too long. After a while, Trazin came out holding a solid green sphere composed of massive data.

Feed the data ball to the underworld scarab, and a beam of light falls in the center of the conference hall and magnifies. Kalbohar's life played like a movie in front of everyone.

Less important details and the recorded history of the empire were quickly skipped by Trazin, and soon the scene came to the scene where Kal Bohar and Abaddon were talking on the eve of the Black Crusade. Behind them was the disguised Amma. Laga.

"It's this bastard again...why is his life so tough?" Lin Fan and this blood pity master are old enemies, and he couldn't help but sigh at Amalaga's fate.

The scene continues to advance. Kalbohar and Amaraga are cultivating the degraded mother body in a huge factory. The fast-growing Tau human skin is wrapped layer by layer. The cruelty of the industrial assembly line is enough to make people's scalp numb.

"We haven't seen that thing in the battle." Jaghatai said. The degraded bodies destroyed by the expeditionary fleet during the Cadian War were not as huge and twisted as this degraded mother body. "Maybe the enemy has not yet used this thing." Raising whole.”

"But it should be complete now." Dorn added again. He reached down and when he brought it up, he had a stack of documents in his hand. "Many of the lost fortresses in Cadia are empty. Even corpses are rare. Based on my investigation of the scene, I found that the Chaos war gang was consciously transporting prisoners and corpses upwards. I think it was to provide nourishment for this degraded mother body."

"Uh... This is really damned, isn't it? These things can be blasphemously twisted into the shape of anything. I used heavy cannons on Cadia to bombard hundreds of degraded Titans who fell to the ground, not to mention them. There are also degraded ships like the Hive Mothership, what's next? The degraded Phalanx? The degraded Blackstone Fortress?" Perturabo couldn't help complaining. It seemed that he was really affected by these on Cadia. The difficult degenerate body got angry.

At this moment, King Silence's right-hand man also spoke, telling others even worse news.

The degraded body not only imitates the present, but also imitates the past.

Some of the Primarchs were confused by these words, but those who knew about it shook their heads slightly and looked sad.

Sanguinius was curious about the words of the Silent King. He was full of fear towards these ancient metal undead, but he also had a hint of gratitude. During the Battle of Baal, the Blood Angels were almost overwhelmed by the swarm of insects. After all, Khorne has been weakened by the repeated blows from Lin Fan and Slaanesh, and it is difficult to find the energy to intervene in the Battle of Baal. This also leaves the tens of thousands of Space Marines gathered by the Blood Angels to withstand the attacks of billions and billions of insect swarms. .

If the Necrontyr fleet had not arrived to support Baal, Baal would have become a dead place, and the Blood Angels would have been unable to recover.

Hearing the angel's doubts, the Silent King first set his sights on Lin Fan. After all, this was an ancient history about the previous subject, and he had to understand Lin Fan's attitude towards this.

Lin Fan looked at everyone and sighed heavily, then picked up the water glass at hand and took a sip to moisten his throat.

"Since the main purpose of this meeting is to be open and honest, I won't hide it from everyone."

The universe is destroyed, the rules are chaotic, and everything dies.

Lin Fan briefly and quickly explained what the previous subject had done. He originally wanted to save time, but he never thought that this brief description would give everyone more room for imagination. The smarter the guy, the more he constructed in his mind. The content becomes more desperate and terrifying.

When everyone was frowning, Angron, whose soul resided in a living metal body, laughed. He leaned on the chair easily, looked up at the unattainable dome above his head and said, "That's fine, everyone will die." It’s a relief.”

Such a negative attitude naturally caused dissatisfaction among many people, especially Primarchs such as Guilliman who had made many contributions to the stability of the Empire.

They think, I work hard every day to maintain the stability and development of many worlds, and I have never thought of giving up despite internal and external troubles. On the contrary, you, the guy who carried out the massacre from beginning to end without taking any responsibility on your shoulders, are looking forward to the destruction of everything?

"Coward." Dorn made no secret of his disdain for Angron's attitude, but Angron didn't care what his brothers thought of him. I was just in a daze, not knowing what I was thinking.

As a member of the pessimists, Coze's attitude was not much different from Angron's, but he did not say it clearly, he just put on an expression that it was indeed the case and should be the case. It appears that he has seen the final doom through his prophetic powers.

Perturabo couldn't help but feel tired, "Even if we defeat Tzeentch, we will starve to death in the galaxy. He seems big, but he is too small for civilization." Then he looked up at the opposite side. Eldar and Necrontyr, "Sooner or later we will fight again for a planet, an inch of land."

"Wait a minute!" Lin Fan slapped the table to attract everyone's attention. "There is indeed only one Milky Way left, but I'm still here! I haven't given up yet! Although I'm a little stupid now, but if After studying for hundreds or thousands of years, I have become smarter, wouldn’t I have the opportunity to open up the world again?”

Then Lin Fan pointed at Luo Jia and asked, "Luo Jia!"

Luo Jia's body trembled, then he looked up at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan said to him, "How did you write the Emperor's True Words? If God is not willing to give up on you."

"Then believers shouldn't give up on themselves." Luo Jia responded softly.

"By the way, that's the truth. I don't want to give up on you and the world. So do you want to give up on yourself?"

The original bodies looked at each other, or touched their heads, or crossed their arms, but no one said anything.

Everyone has their regrets and obsessions. Before these regrets and obsessions are completed, how can they easily choose to give up?

Perturabo thought of the heirs he had wronged. The tragedy of Drao had made him heartbroken. He did not want to see the Iron Warriors sink deeper into his mistakes.

Corax thought of his fellow Redemptioners and promised them a world full of fairness and justice, even at the cost of his own life.

Guilliman remembered the teachings of his father and mother. Just when he was immersed in the tenderness of his parents and couldn't help himself, he suddenly heard his mother warmly greeting Guilliman's wife not to be too formal, we are all a family.

When did I have a wife?