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

Lin Fan sighed lightly, patted his clothes and stood up slowly.

Seeing this, Tzeentch smiled and asked, "Why are you so subjective? Are you going to admit defeat?"

Lin Fan rolled his eyes at him, and did not directly answer Tzeentch's question. He just asked Tzeentch, "Do you know why there are so many races and forces participating in our fleet? Even though they are not large in number, they do not contribute much. , it can even be said to be useless.”

"Because of the rules you have been hiding? Different races have different rules. Do you want to rely on this to make targeted countermeasures?"

"You're partly right, think about the other part."

"The other part?" Tzeentch blinked, and then said, "Because of your inexplicable compassion? Do you want to use this battle to dilute the hatred between various races and forces? You are simply a holy mother, Yi It was because Sha was too soft-hearted that she was unable to stop the birth of Slaanesh, which ultimately led to the demise of the Spiritual Empire..."

"The Holy Mother?" Lin Fan laughed a few times, "I have the ability to destroy the entire universe in an instant but if I don't do it, that's not called the Holy Mother."

"Haha... As long as you are happy." Tzeentch didn't care about Lin Fan's opinion. He only cared about his current advantage on the battlefield, and the sense of comfort of defeating the subjective spread throughout his body.

Now as long as Lin Fan admits defeat, Tzeentch can create a second era, a new era of more chaos and disorder. He will become the master of all things, and willfully guide all things to kill and harm each other to please himself.

Even if Lin Fan went back on his word and wiped out Tzeentch in anger, he would not feel lost or sad. He would only smile at Lin Fan the moment before disappearing: "Someone is anxious! I won't say who it is! Hehe Hee! Hurry, hurry up!"

Tzeentch's thoughts were completely exposed on his face. Lin Fan was not going to be a renegade, but just continued his emotion that had nothing to do with the battle situation.

"You once said that your world is a chessboard, and you are just pawns manipulated by us. This is right, and you do.

But there is something wrong. What you describe is just a corner of your world. The most attractive thing is not the chess pieces with complicated rules, but the countless contents written to increase the player's sense of involvement. The battle will eventually end, but the story does not. "

"What on earth are you going to say?" Tzeentch became increasingly impatient with Lin Fan. He liked being the Riddler, but he didn't like others playing tricks in front of him, even if they were subjective.

"Warhammer is a huge cesspit made up of countless dark and cruel stories. In it, you can only find sacrifice and ignorance, and basically no light. A temporary victory is just a pavement for a greater failure. Love each other. Those who are loyal will inevitably be separated, the warm home will be broken, and loyal people will rarely die well.

I felt uncomfortable watching it and wanted to try to change it. But after trying it more and more, I found that the story became less and less hammer-y... The vendettas between races were temporarily suppressed, and the conflicts between evil gods and mortals were also diluted a little. The emperor's estrangement also slowly melted away.

The story seems increasingly promising, heading in a direction that Warhammer never thought possible. If you know the end, then you know how that world was destroyed in the tide of chaos, right? "

Tzeentch thought for a while and then replied, "The invasion of the Chaos Tide is too fierce, and the alliance that is barely united is also divided. It can be said that it died from external enemies as well as internal strife."

"Yes, if it weren't for my suppression, the ending of this world would be almost the same. The Eldar will continue to act according to their god's prophecies, appearing obedient on the surface, but making small moves in private. The Necrontyr will still regard themselves as the overlord, and will The Human Empire is regarded as an upstart with no foundation. As for the Tau Empire, they will realize their weakness and ignorance in the long war, and finally turn from a relatively enlightened to a demon. Even if these civilizations unite, they will eventually become All kinds of contradictions and internal conflicts continue, and finally lead to destruction."

Tzeentch heard something was wrong from these emotions. She looked at the battlefield and found that Horus still maintained an unmatched advantage, but she still asked slightly panicked, "So these are your last words, right? These must be your last words." Right?"

Lin Fan smiled again. He pointed out a finger and said to Tzeentch very mysteriously, "Do you know the most clichéd story, how the righteous defeated the villain?"

"How was it defeated?"

"Unite all the forces of unity, and then suddenly become stronger under the strange influence of friendship and bonds. No matter what huge plans the villains make, they can rush up and defeat them all. I have seen this kind of story A lot, so I'm very impressed. You use various arrangements to coax the world into the next stage, so why am I not preparing for it now?"

Tzeentch's expression changed, and she seemed to understand Lin Fan's thoughts.

Sure enough, as soon as Lin Fan finished speaking, an inexplicable wave of thoughts spread from his body to the entire galaxy.

The troops on the battlefield in the center of the galaxy were most strongly affected. They felt a power rising from the depths of their souls, asking them to release it.

Commissar Kane dragged the injured Erica back to the trench for treatment. After taking a few breaths, he felt the urge to raise his hands.

"I don't know why...but I think we are going to win." Commissar Kane said softly, raising his left hand high, and his right hand helped Erica lift one.

Delia broke away from the control center of the mobile fortress and stood on the empty deck looking up. She stretched out her mechanical limbs and raised them toward the sky.

Elafren spit out the dust in his mouth and climbed out of the escape cabin of the Void Phoenix fighter with difficulty. She took a few steps forward and then lay limply on the ground. She struggled to turn her body to the front and raised her hands to the sky.

Cather White Fang, Wodehouse, Colvin, Corsaro, Shadowsun, Vision...

Some people were familiar to Lin Fan, and some were unfamiliar to Lin Fan.

But they all raised their hands to the sky in unison, and more and more light points formed a bright veil and floated towards the sky.

This light does not belong to physics or subspace. It purely serves the consciousness of the subject and the passionate concept of young kingship in his mind that is incompatible with the world view of Warhammer.

Tzeentch had never seen or sensed such an energy that was too positive and illogical. She resisted the urge to vomit out Nurgle's essence, covered her mouth tightly and lay on the chair. endure.

The God Emperor, Emperor, Void Dragon, and King of Silence who were fighting Horus in the air also felt this power pouring into their bodies.

Many excessively shameful words were inexplicably generated in their minds, and in the end they became the only way to activate this power.

The first one to put aside the issue of dignity was the pragmatic God-Emperor. She stood forward and spoke passionately to Horus.

"Damn it! Don't underestimate our bond, you bastard! What do you think of our efforts!"