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

What does Slaanesh do on a daily basis? Or what are the four gods doing in general?

This is a very interesting and heretical question.

For the soldiers of the empire, they will think that the evil god just wants to destroy the empire and plunge mankind into an abyss of eternal destruction.

But as for the Four Gods, they don't want to just destroy the human empire.

Not to mention whether the sun will go berserk due to the destruction of all mankind, just the death of the entire population of a galaxy-level empire is enough for the four gods to eat a pot.

Even though everyone is happy when killing, what happens after the fun is over? After the fun is over, who will fill the human vacancy? Relying on the Eldar with low fertility? Relying on green-skinned mushrooms? By those Tau who are not very sensitive to the warp?

And according to the moral character of mankind in the end, it is still doubtful whether Titanium can survive the indiscriminate slaughter of the beast's final struggle.

The galaxy has once again entered a blank period lacking living creatures, and the corresponding twisted emotions accumulated in the subspace will gradually be consumed over time.

The power of the four gods grew stronger, and then continued to fall, until the sea of ​​souls in the subspace could no longer support the four gods to stay awake.

They fell into apathy, indifference to galactic affairs, or even worse, fell into a deep sleep.

Everyone went back to the boring life before the War in Heaven, so no matter which god it was, they didn't want to see such a future happen. Therefore, the Horus Heresy only led to an ending that plunged the Empire into continuous pain, rather than a change of dynasty or a complete loss-for-lose situation.

The way everyone is half-dead is the most conducive for the four gods to continue to be active in the subspace and better play the human world.

The same is true for Slaanesh. The reason why he ate all the Eldar in one breath was because the Eldar could still lay some eggs for him to satisfy his greed. If he stabbed this difficult hen to death with a knife, then Slaanesh would only Can eat more dull human souls.

Slaanesh looked at Lin Fan and thought carefully for a while. It was indeed not an easy task to sort out his daily life among his chaotic thoughts of pleasure.

After all, he represents freedom of indulgence, you can do whatever you want, just follow your own temper.

"I usually sit in the palace and appreciate everything in the mortal world through the wailing lens."

As Slaanesh finished speaking, a huge screen opened with Lin Fan unable to count the number of tortured souls on it.

There is a scene in every soul that opens its mouth and wails. It may be a meat-frying battle in the kitchen, and everyone occasionally pulls out the intestines of the person next to them or their own intestines and locks their necks for fun.

Normal and abnormal pictures are displayed in the mouth of the soul.

Some may be as simple as the comfort of taking a bath alone, or the satisfaction of eating a hot meal after a long day's work. But what was more and more eye-catching were the horrific smiles on everyone's faces, where blood and internal organs were splashed and their cheeks were cut with knives.

Lin Fan looked at the wailing lens, this thing is more powerful than the TV station in Comoros. Comoros is just a city of horror fun, and this thing?

All the pictures of the entire universe were displayed before Lin Fan's eyes.

Feeling that his little soul had been shocked, Lin Fan lowered his head, blocking his eyes from looking at those horrific scenes, and looking more at the normal communication on the lens.

"Other times, I will see which believers have created new and interesting things, and I will reward them."

Slaanesh waved his hand again, and the Wailing Lens disappeared. Instead, the voices of believers came from all directions praising Slaanesh, demanding more rewards from their master and sending more souls to Slaanesh.

Lin Fan felt disgusted as he looked at the phantoms that emerged, the crowds being sacrificed, the human sticks with their skins peeled off, and the bloody images of mutated noise warriors blasting mortal heads with sharp explosions.

This is Slaanesh...this is what he really looks like...not a cute guy who looks a little silly...

"Honey, don't you like it?"

"I don't like it...this is so abnormal..."

"But it's great! Honey, it's true! It's really great! You should give it a try! You'll know after you try it!"

Slaanesh was a little flustered. Fear, eagerness, desire, confusion, impatience, and lust were all displayed on his face, as if all the colors were mixed with a paintbrush. Everything was included, but the chaos that was entangled was the True dominant color.

"No...I'm not going to try any of this, and neither should you."

Slaanesh, who was rejected by Lin Fan, was stunned at first, and then Lin Fan watched as Slaanesh's originally shy and timid face began to become distorted and eager.

"No...you should try it too...honey..."

Slaanesh completely released his suppressed nature in front of Lin Fan, and the six-eyed face was completely torn open, revealing the long tongue and white sharp teeth of true desire.

The soft white hair and snake tail tentacles tightly wrapped Lin Fan, and the entire Slaanesh grabbed Lin Fan's body and transformed into his original huge form.

That moving voice has become an indistinguishable mix of male and female voices, a reverberation of trillions of male and female voices.

Seeing Slaanesh's posture, Lin Fan felt even more disgusted, and felt ridiculous and pitiful towards Slaanesh before, "I will never accept those things, and I will never approve of you."

"Accept him! Accept everything! You and me! Let's go to the peak of pleasure together!"

"You are dreaming."

"Guaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Love me!"

"You are dreaming."

"love me!!!"

“…”

"love me!!!"

Slaanesh held Lin Fan tightly, looking at his cold and disgusted expression as he closed his eyes, and the pain in his heart was tormenting him like insects and ants devouring him.

Why! Why don't you want to love me! Why don’t even those who are qualified to love me want to love me!

In this case...then you will always stay with me...

Slaanesh thought crazily, opened his mouth, and swallowed Lin Fan. He touched his belly, feeling a little sad, "You will stay with me forever..."

But how could the method that could devour the spirit gods be used on Lin Fan in the same way?

Slaanesh could only feel the pain of Lin Fan tearing open his stomach, and looked at Lin Fan who stood in front of him again, looking at him with indifference and disgust.

Slaanesh wanted to stop Lin Fan and pounced on Lin Fan again and again.

These terrifying tentacles that could crush all big demons failed to stop Lin Fan who wanted to stay away from this disgusting place.

He could only watch as Lin Fan pulled everything off him in disgust again and again, and walked away from him firmly.

"Do not..."

The Lord of Pleasure felt great pain, black tears fell, and the palace began to crumble, leaving scores of Slaanesh daemons in agony at their master's agony.

A large number of believers have lost their sense of joy because of the sadness of the gods. They have lost all happiness in all the crazy things they did. The real pain without modification makes them howl even more terrifyingly.

Lin Fan was too lazy to care about Slaanesh. He grabbed the old woman's sword in Slaanesh's palace and prepared to call the emperor to take him away.

There is no need to continue to be hypocritical. I have had enough of this twisted evil god of pleasure.

But at this moment, a cry-like plea came from behind Lin Fan.

"If...I am willing to change, will you love me?"

Lin Fan turned around and looked at Slaanesh, who had shrunk again. He nodded.

"If you can really do it, not just me, everyone will love you. Everyone will not run away from you out of fear, but will love you for being gentle."