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

Seeing that no one had any objections, the gods began to consider how to distribute the Primarch.

"I want this man, Khorne. He is brave and upright, and has great sacrifice and dedication. He suits my taste very well."

"I, Nurgle, want this man. He is friendly and united, and considerate of his children and mortals. My big family needs such a good brother."

"I want this person, Tzeentch. He is smart and resourceful, and is unwilling to give up hope in any desperate crisis. My library needs a ghostwriter who will not go crazy."

"I, Slaanesh, want this man. He is infinitely charming, capable of both humans and gods. I want him to dance for me forever~"

The four gods are fighting for a holy figure with wings. As for the other original bodies, they are not in a hurry to grab them, but they must not give up on this one.

"Come on! You idiots! Let's have a good fight! Let's see who is qualified!"

"Idiot! Our war will never end! You are just wasting your efforts in vain!"

"Fight up, fight up!"

"I don't really want to fight, but I'll do it if I have to."

The four gods were noisy and refused to give in to each other. The entire subspace trembled with their roars and roars, and their demons and servants were also pulled behind their respective gods one by one.

The four legions of gods, overwhelming and with no end in sight, fought together, devoting everything to their master's purpose.

I don’t know how long this war has been going on. All the gods are staring at the moment when the other gods relax, and then attack together to eliminate a potential competitor.

Then Tzeentch suddenly changed his expression, withdrew all his legions and divine power, and cursed all the gods, "That idiot agent, he killed Sanguinius! I didn't even find his soul!"

"What?" The second one to react was Slaanesh. He also took back his power and turned his gaze to the center of the war.

Horus, the agent of the Four Gods, stepped on the body of Sanguinius, and in front of him was the Emperor who was suppressing his anger.

The slow Nurgle also looked at the mortal world, and the last Khorne casually chopped down a large group of entangled legions, and then came over angrily.

"This bastard...he took away the treasure we wanted most..."

"Damn...my big family..."

"Ugh! My little cutie!"

"kill!!!"

The four gods expressed their dissatisfaction with Horus's behavior. They knew that Horus had ulterior motives, but they didn't care. Anyway, they could earn souls no matter what, but it was really sad to lose their precious SSR.

"My advice is to withdraw sponsorship from him."

"That's right! He should pay for his unauthorized activities!"

The gods quickly decided Horus' fate and watched indifferently as Horus was completely banished by the seriously injured Emperor.

The gods, who showed little interest, had to assign other Primarchs to take home the little princes who had ascended to demons.

Of course, there are a few thorns in the side. Those who don't want to go with them are either stubborn and don't believe it, or everyone believes it but not many, but no one cares about this at this time.

The gods are still busy calculating this year's soul harvest to see what new furniture and equipment they can build for their territories.

Lin Fan silently listened to Slaanesh's account of the climax of the Horus Heresy. These descriptions from Slaanesh's perspective did not have the evocative, blood-tearing epic feel of the Human Empire.

Instead, there was a witty black humor that stirred Lin Fan's nerves. If all the rebel legions knew that the Four Gods regarded them so indifferently, they would probably sigh helplessly.

"So you don't know where Sanguinius is?"

"I don't know. I didn't feel the fluctuation of his soul as he ascended into the subspace at all. Otherwise, everyone would have been fighting for a long time."

"Ok."

Lin Fan silently sighed for Sanguinius, and then thought of a very interesting question, "Where did Fulgrim go? Why haven't I seen him for so long."

"He, that little guy is very disobedient, and I'm tired of him, so that's it, he's not as attractive as you."

"Then can you call him over?"

"It used to work, but then it didn't work."

"why is that?"

"He seems to have been asking his men to clone a friend or something, but the cloned guy yelled at him when he saw him. He couldn't stand it, so he went crazy and went to a place where I couldn't sense it and shut himself off. Yes. It’s quite new to me, like a child running away from home! It’s so fun!”

Lin Fan curled his lips. It seemed that Slaanesh was telling the story about Fulgrim asking the old Chinese medicine doctor Fabius Bayer to copy Ferrus's original body for him.

It would be great if he could be called over, give Fulgrim a hard lesson with his iron fist, and then have the Emperor take him back and re-educate him.

"Seriously, do you think I could kill you?"

"Kill me?"

Slaanesh's expression did not show any fear, but he seriously considered Lin Fan's suggestion, "You can't kill me, you can't kill any god, even if you crush my entity, everything about me , so what? I will still reunite."

"Then you said this sword is a threat to you..."

"Tch... this sword, what big threat can it pose? The most it can do is kill my side of me as the spirit god. This thing can't control all the creatures in the universe."

"What about the Eldar god you ate?"

"It's all digested~" Slaanesh looked at Lin Fan happily, then rubbed his smooth belly, "They have already become one with me."

"So when it comes to killing you, those spirit gods will just..."

"They should all be dead."

The situation was getting more and more troublesome. Lin Fan could only take one step at a time while holding Slaanesh in his arms. Otherwise, what else could he do? Tell Efreni the price of destroying all the gods in exchange for complete liberation of the soul?

However, Elsa is still alive, and so is Death, but only the Eldar side of Slaanesh has died, so there is essentially no difference.

"Alas..." Lin Fan sighed. He always felt that Death's method of liberating the Five Swords was a bit unorthodox. The way to eliminate the Evil God was to improve the environment of the real universe, consume the old emotions accumulated in the subspace, and then reconcile with him. These evil gods worked together to slowly turn the world back to the right path.

"Don't sigh, I will listen to you. I swear, as long as you can hug me every day~"

"How can I hug you every day? I might have to leave after a while."

"I know, I feel a bastard coming. After a while you will know how you can see me every day."

Slaanesh did not feel sad because of Lin Fan's words. He just turned his head and hugged Lin Fan with his backhand, smelling his scent.