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

Now Tzeentch has used many means to sublimate himself, from a wild monster on the map to an opponent that can directly confront players, just like those computer players whose difficulty has been calibrated.

However, the world of Warhammer is not based on a video game, but a turn-based tabletop game made up of dice and many chess piece rules. This was what made Lin Fan most emotional. Tzeentch had deduced this cruel fact from many details, but he was not discouraged. On the contrary, he was full of fighting spirit and wanted to become a chess player who manipulated the chessboard.

And in order to achieve this, even if the entire galaxy is wiped out.

Lin Fan thought carefully and felt that Tzeentch and the Emperor were completely opposite existences. One is willing to use himself as firewood for the survival of mankind, and the other is not willing to use the entire galaxy as firewood for his own sublimation.

The only thing that confused Lin Fan now was how well Tzeentch understood the rules of chess pieces. Does Tzeentch only know that chess players like Lin Fan influence the results through the points of the dice, or does he have some understanding of the fixed stages of Warhammer such as movement, psychic energy, shooting, charging, melee combat, and morale detection.

If it was the former, it would be too easy for Lin Fan to gain an advantage over Tzeentch. When an old player beats up an ignorant novice, he can beat the novice to death with his serious nonsense as long as he loses his old face. But if it's the latter, then victory or failure depends entirely on the fate of the dice. Of course, Warhammer has been released for so long, and Lin Fan also knows how powerful many chess pieces are in terms of rules. It is not that he does not understand the principle of one generation of gods, but he is worried that Tzeentch will directly copy it for Lin Fan's army. , his degraded body can change anything.

Lin Fan cleared his throat and told everyone about the nature of their world. However, he considered his words and did not directly say to everyone, "Your world is just a background we spelled out in a few words, and your existence is just a resin model."

Lin Fan said, "Corax asked me what the nature of their world was like at that time, but I didn't answer him at that time. Now that everyone is gathered, I won't hide it. In our higher sight , your world is as easy to observe as a chessboard. Many battlefields are even built by our own hands. From our sight, what affects the battle situation is not the sophistication of your tactics and the sacrifice of your personnel, but our designs. Set and operate.”

"Tzeentch has touched the edge of that world. He threatens me with the entire galaxy to play a high-dimensional game with him, and you are the pawns in the game. I have finished speaking, do you have any ideas?"

Lin Fan spread his hands and looked at everyone. The first one to speak was Trazin, and some of the words he said also had the will of the Silent King, "This sounds like something that can only be done by a combination of an enhanced version of the Deceiver and Tzeentch... Bai Huan has never talked to us. Mention the higher world.”

"If we are all chess pieces, then what's the point of our current efforts?" Perturabo complained. He covered his head with a sad look, which looked very similar to Coze's state. "This means high-level It only takes one sentence to rewrite our ending, and all the sacrifices are just a few simple words."

"Hahaha!" Cozz smiled sharply, "I'm glad to see another brother understand this cruel truth!"

Lin Fan looked at Perturabo seriously, "If a new subject tries to play with all our efforts, I will give him a severe beating and drive him out completely."

"So what do we do now? Tzeentch wants to play a game, what game?" Guilliman pinched the bridge of his nose, he was beginning to feel tired of these damn truths.

Lin Fan added, "In the center of the galaxy, Tzeentch said that he had completed all preparations and gave us 50 years to assemble the troops."

50 years is a long time for mortals, but too short for civilization. Much of the equipment took more than 50 years to build, not to mention the transportation process of loading the troops into the ships.

"So Tzeentch hopes that we can use our existing troops to fight him?" After thinking about this, Dorn asked, but no one except Tzeentch could answer him. Everyone could only By default, Tzeentch had such a plan.

"We can borrow the Webway." Lin Fan took out a smooth piece of spiritual bone and said, "Tzeentch gave me the complete map of the Webway, and promised that he would let his subordinates evacuate from the Webway. Without their destruction And traps, the Webway can survive 50 years of high-intensity transportation. And he will also control the penetration of subspace power into reality, which can save the Emperor from having to continue to maintain the faith barrier of the worlds. And Tzeentch also counts as the God-Emperor The remaining strength is enough to sustain it for 50 years."

"That means father can come down!" Leman Russ stood up excitedly, forgetting all the things he just heard.

"Is such that."

After receiving Lin Fan's affirmative answer, Magnus couldn't help but sigh, "Then this means that I don't need to sit on the throne anymore, so how should I face him."

At the end of the meeting, everyone began to discuss how to spend the 50-year preparation period. In addition to continuing to expand production and speeding up military construction, the topic also turned to Lin Fan.

"So what do you do?"

"Me?" Lin Fan looked at the dome and thought for a while, thinking about the results of victory and defeat.

To be honest, win or lose, the situation in the galaxy is not good. Everything Tzeentch has done before has caused the galaxy to enter its final countdown. Even if Lin Fan easily defeats Tzeentch in the center of the galaxy, he will still have to face the spread of worms and nothingness. By then, subjective creation will have to be brought to the forefront again. On the countertop.

If Lin Fan fails, Tzeentch will lose control in the joy of victory. The bodies forcibly fused together will explode like a bomb, disintegrating the entire galaxy and entering the next stage unknown to Lin Fan. When the time comes, Lin Fan will still have to clean up Tzeentch's mess and make preparations for subjective creation.

Thinking about it this way, Lin Fan suddenly felt that Tzeentch's plan was very clever. He created enough crises for himself, and he controlled the situation just right, making himself so angry that he couldn't bear to lift the table.

Not only that, Lin Fan even felt that Tzeentch's so-called 50-year preparation was tailor-made for him, so that he could carefully think about the future of the galaxy in a relatively peaceful and stable time.

Compared to Lin Fan, who had no choice, the wily Tzeentch could advance, attack, retreat or defend.