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

"This is so evil..."

This was the sentence Lin Fan could hear most often from Tzeentch. Opposite him, Tzeentch was covering his forehead and holding a cigar of unknown composition in his hand.

Tzeentch took a puff from time to time to relieve the increasingly obvious headache.

Khorne's vague voice rang in my ears: Can you do this, you loser? If you can't, let me come. Dad will teach you how to fight.

"What's wrong with Tzeentch? Do you think you can't play anymore? If you can't play, just admit defeat. There is no limit to fifteen shots."

Lin Fan's ridicule attracted a vicious look from Tzeentch, but Tzeentch did not reply. He just stared at the situation on the battlefield, hoping to find an opportunity for victory.

In the rear are the Necrontyr who attack at all costs, and in the front are the huge coalition forces with the Human Empire as the main body. The primarch who liberated the essence of the warp was unstoppable. Tzeentch no longer had any chess pieces in his hands that could counter the primarch, and he could only watch as his sphere of influence became smaller and smaller.

Among all the bad news, the only good news is that the residence of the Four God Puppet is still peaceful. Even those who are as powerful as the Necrontyr cannot break into it in such a short period of time.

God-Emperor, Emperor, Isha.

They have not yet entered the battlefield and are trying to reduce the consumption of strength as much as possible. There was no trace of the Cursed Legion, and only Ferus stood beside Fulgrim.

How to fight next?

Tzeentch looked worried, then looked at Lin Fan. After suffering so many casualties and losing so much territory, she felt that she had some understanding of Lin Fan's hidden rules.

In some very small-scale conflicts with only about a hundred people that Lin Fan didn't pay attention to, Tzeentch tried secretly rolling a dice and found that the points could indeed affect the battle to a certain extent.

But the impact is not great, and in a sense it is not even as strong as the probability of a fraudster. The points of the dice simply make the stronger ones slightly weaker, and the weak ones become stronger.

As for what is strong and what is weak...

Tzeentch pointed his finger on the table, but made no sound of tapping.

Finally, she remembered a weapon used to defeat the degenerate Nightbringer, the Tau Empire electromagnetic gun that she had ruthlessly laughed at.

Let's try using these things... What if they work?

With an order from Tzeentch, some degraded body factories began to continuously produce hammerhead sharks equipped with electromagnetic guns and XV series battle suits.

......

We are the shadow.

Colvin, Chapter Master of the Raven Guard, led his troops through the complex terrain composed of bomb craters. Next to the wreckage of the larger war machine, even the Space Marines were just tiny ants.

"Are friendly forces in position?" Colvin asked, and received an immediate response from the Raven Guard.

They will ambush here to block enemy support and buy enough time for other troops to break through.

The orcs and the degraded bodies came together. The orcs were the leaders, while the degraded bodies were slaves or even lower-status commodities. They were locked in cages and iron boxes, waiting for the orcs to release them.

The ambush battle started with several planted bombs. Three explosions cut off the front and back roads of the orc convoy, and even broke their troops into two parts in this complex terrain.

The orcs were noisy, firing randomly at the surroundings and releasing their degraded bodies. There is no driver in these battle suits. They move stiffly like solid models. An electromagnetic gun installed on the back fires at the ambush Crow.

This shot missed. Murkrows never stay in one place for too long. They basically just shoot and change places.

A huge one-way shield rises from the convoy. This is a new piece of equipment for the Orcs. It can isolate external fire attacks and prevent internal personnel from shooting outwards.

The bomb hitting the shield could only create a ripple. Upon seeing this, Colvin immediately led his men to rush in, trying to destroy the orc's shield device.

It was not the Raven Guard's style to charge rashly. Several smoke bombs with special structures were thrown out first, creating a continuous sheet of dark smoke.

The orcs took a look, turned their guns, and fired at the smoke, trying to use the shock wave of the shells to sweep away the smoke.

But this smoke was nothing more than Colvin's trick. On the other side of the orcs' attention, the Raven Guards relied on their innate low-key characteristics to quietly approach and touch the edge of the orcs' convoy.

Colvin was among them, and his activated claws made no snapping sound and did not reflect in the light.

Killing the orcs quickly and silently, Colvin and his squad walked freely through the convoy without being exposed.

The shield device disintegrated under the high temperature of the melta bomb, and the explosion of lightning burned dozens of unresponsive orc boys to a crisp. Just when Colvin thought the battle was settled and the fruits of victory were easily picked again, something unexpected happened!

The huge sealed battery box that was thought to be a shield function device suddenly exploded, and hundreds of degraded combat suits flew out in an instant, surrounding Colvin and his team.

The Dark Crows, who were attracting enemy fire on both sides of the convoy, took a look, first called for support, and then moved closer to Colvin, trying to support their Chapter Master.

"Disgusting thing..." Colvin was not worried about his situation. This was not the first time he had killed someone in his degraded form. "I will make my father proud of me."

Like a shadow, he swooped forward and easily tore apart the body of the deteriorated battle suit with his claws.

The battle suit aimed at Colvin, charged the electromagnetic gun and fired, not caring about the other friendly forces mixed in.

From then on, destiny began to flow...

Colvin's life that was forcibly saved by Lin Fan will disappear here. This is a correction of the power of Tzeentch's destiny.

A cannonball hit Colvin's shoulder. The huge impact and penetration shattered his shoulder, both flesh and armor, and he fell to the ground suddenly, unable to stand up.

The remaining Ravens attempted to protect their Chapter Master, but were powerless against the exaggerated firepower of the railgun.

Want to roll the dice? This thought disappeared as soon as it arose in Lin Fan's mind, because he saw a original body approaching Colvin. It was Conrad Coze who looked very similar to Corax, but had a completely different temperament. .

Curze was alone, not to mention the Astra Militarum, not even the Night Lords. He knew that he was not good at running a legion, so he chose not to establish it, so as to prevent the new legion from becoming full of villains again.

Curze is now the nominal mentor of the Imperial Ministry of Justice and the Inquisition. When he is in a good mood, he will provide some advice and help, but more often than not, he still likes to be alone.

Curze landed quickly at an unstoppable speed, and reached Colvin's side before the orc corpse disintegrated into pieces of flesh.