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

"This is so exciting." At some point, Perturabo took out his video equipment. Trazin also behaved in the same way. The two masters, who were watching the fun without taking it too seriously, looked at each other. Their physical eyes and electronic eyes with different structures actually showed the same emotions.

After Azmodai defined Ryan as a damn fallen angel, the atmosphere in the conference room condensed. The Primarch, knowing of Lion's violent temper, began to pray for Azmodai, hoping that he would not be torn into pieces by the furious Lion.

Brush Lala!

A gap was opened in the chain that bound Ryan, and Ryan's arm came out from here and pushed Azmodai in the face behind Azrael.

This push was like a battering ram, and Azmodai's heavy body in power armor flew out as lightly as a piece of paper. The interrogation staff in his hand fell to the ground, and the black rosary that proved that he had successfully made the two fallen angels repent also rolled on the floor.

Seeing that Azmodai's helmet was not broken, Perturabo couldn't help but sigh secretly, "Oh... Ryan is still soft."

Azmodai lay motionless on the ground, seemingly in a coma. Ryan glanced at him with complicated eyes, then looked at Azrael, who was tense and wanted to commit suicide to escape, and then turned around to face the crowd without saying a word.

Lin Fan, who was in the main seat, was sweating profusely. He knew that Azmodai was a little crazy, but who knew that this priest would dare to jump in Ryan's face.

"That's it, let's get ready and go to the center of the galaxy to capture that bastard Tzeentch."

Lin Fan stood up and prepared to end the meeting. But at this moment, a female voice suddenly sounded in the conference hall.

King Silence, Trazin and the other Necronterrors instantly became nervous. They stood up and looked in the direction of the sound. Everyone also followed their gazes and shifted their gazes.

A woman with the same body shape as a mortal, but even more immature and young than Lin Fan. What can match such a body is an immature mind.

"Bai...Bai Huan?" Trazin's voice was trembling. The shock of seeing Bai Huan even made him forget about the video work.

Others were also shocked by Trazin's murmur. They all knew from Lin Fan's mouth that Bai Huan was the first generation subject. Before anyone could think more, Trazin's voice sounded again. This time, there was no surprise or longing in his voice, only anger.

"You are not Bai Huan! Who are you!"

After hearing this, Lin Fan took a closer look and found that Bai Huan's figure was a bit rough, and the edges of his body were blurred as if they had been coded. The human eyes were filled with many colors, making it impossible for people to see through her heart.

Fake Bai Huan slowly approached and sat on the seat prepared for Vulkan. Then she pointed at Lin Fan and said, "I want to talk to you alone."

Lin Fan narrowed his eyes. He always felt that this guy wearing Bai Huan's skin was either Tzeentch or a clone of Tzeentch. Anyway, we can't break away from him.

Lin Fan now had two choices before him.

1. Listen to the fake talk and talk to her alone to see what happens next.

2. Grab her neck and slap her twice hard!

Lin Fan jumped up suddenly and rushed towards the fake Bai Huan. He stretched out his hand and aimed only at Bai Huan's face.

"Wait!" Bai Huan screamed. It was obvious that Lin Fan's behavior was not part of his main idea. Her body stretched and lengthened, flowing like liquid to the edge of the conference hall to avoid Lin Fan's attack.

Seeing Lin Fan rushing over again, she grabbed the buttons of her clothes with both hands and yanked them off!

Damn it! You're acting like a hooligan, right?

Lin Fan was shocked at first, and then became disdainful. What didn't he see when he was being pestered by Slaanesh?

However, what is under the fake Bai Huan's clothes is not the white flesh, but a deep space like a void, with stars dotted on it, making people wonder whether her body carries a new world.

"Wait Lin Fan!"

The left and right hands of the Emperor, Silegor, and the King of Silence shouted in unison, and even Isa, who was busy introducing Carlos to the world, stuck out her head to stop Lin Fan's actions.

Although Lin Fan didn't understand, he still stopped and kept a distance of more than ten meters from the fake Bai Huan.

At this time, Lin Fan took a closer look at Bai Huan's mysterious body and discovered that there were lines of many colors flowing in the void, densely intertwined like blood vessels, and moving the whole body.

"Damn you lunatic! Do you really know what you are doing?" Xi Legao yelled, indirectly revealing Bai Huan's true identity.

Tzeentch chuckled twice and did not take Xi Lego's nervousness seriously. She stretched out her hand and said to Lin Fan, "I just want to talk to you. I promise you from the bottom of my heart that it is just a conversation and there is no conspiracy."

Lin Fan was really tired of Tzeentch. He just wanted to knock Tzeentch to the ground and give him a good beating. If not for the dissuasion of the Emperor and others, Tzeentch would have been captured by Lin Fan.

Do you want to solidify Tzeentch's body? How is it possible? These evil gods have no models at all, they are just background boards used to enhance the sense of substitution.

Lin Fan held Tzeentch's hand, and the next moment the two of them appeared in a small room.

Lin Fan glanced around, and the familiar feeling rising from deep inside his heart made his eyes open wider and wider.

Isn't this the room I lived in before traveling through time?

Seeing Lin Fan's shock, Tzeentch was very satisfied with this. She pulled the computer chair over and sat down, then spoke slowly to Lin Fan.

"You are surprised that I know this, right? Hehehe... When you first appeared on Terra, I browsed your consciousness before the Emperor protected you. Although it was only a little, it was enough for me to Calculate your boring mortal life for more than 20 years."

Lin Fan's face darkened, "If you read my consciousness, you should understand the qualitative difference between you and me. If you surrender now, I can still ask Isa to provide you with less services."

Tzeentch laughed happily and ignored Lin Fan's threats. He just continued his topic, "When Bai Huan appeared, I was full of doubts. I just regarded her as an accident and a long cosmic chronology. A very small probability event. But when I saw you, I discovered that the world is far more interesting and orderly than I thought."

"What on earth are you going to say?" Lin Fan lost patience and subconsciously clenched his fists.

"I only want to do this for one thing, and that is to compete with you on the same stage. What purpose could be more ambitious than this?"

"what does that mean?"

Seeing Lin Fan frowning, Tzeentch became excited all of a sudden. She threw herself directly on Lin Fan's body, allowing Lin Fan to see more closely the many lines of color flowing around her body.

"I'm tired of being a chess piece. I want to be a chess player like you, even if it's just for a moment."

(I will fight Kesan again tomorrow and will stop updating for one day)