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

Dantic was penetrated by various flesh thorns through his armor, and various conditions on his body were analyzed by Amalaga.

"If I had led a legion instead of a guard, you would have been dead!"

"Oh~ dear, you are so interesting."

Amalaga patted Dantic's cheek with his tentacles, as if looking at a barking puppy.

After piercing these people and pulling them to Lin Fan's head, Amalaga felt comfortable watching Lin Fan from afar who was still in the giant magma pit and had difficulty escaping in a short time.

"Look at you, it's still the same as last time, you haven't done anything and you haven't protected anything."

"The monkey army is collapsing under the crushing force of my legion. They are surrounded, disintegrated, eaten, and become part of my flesh and blood."

"How wonderful, this is you, a strong individual, but unfortunately, the strength of an individual has its limits."

Lin Fan looked at Amalaga and clenched his fists tightly.

"But now, I can continue to humiliate you. How do you think I will tear apart these people's bodies? Huh?"

More tentacles grew out of the meat bag, wrapping around the grenadier's body and pulling gently. Amalaga was thinking about how to make Lin Fan hate his behavior even more.

"Kill me first! You monster!"

"Oh? Looks like we have a volunteer, little guy."

Amalaga gently touched the gas mask of Grenadier 19 with his tentacles, and rolled it off, revealing the original appearance of Grenadier 19.

It can be seen that the smell created by the battlefield is not pleasant. The smell of burnt corpses is mixed with the smell of blood on the Amalaga Meat Mountain.

Coupled with the dust and gunpowder smoke rising from the mixed shell explosion in the sky, the grenadier 19 was provoked to cough, and his eyes shed physiological tears to moisten his eyes.

The wind was blowing Grenadier 19's hair and face, and Amaraga had no intention of showing mercy, and a tentacle directly penetrated Grenadier 19's abdomen.

The rapidly expanding silk threads continued to cling to Grenadier 19's internal organs and sucked her life force. The pain was unbearable for her, but her dignity of not succumbing to the alien kept her from crying out in pain.

"Let's see how long you can last."

More and more blood was flowing on her body, but Amalaga also wanted to prevent Grenadier 19 from dying so quickly. The flesh threads on her tentacles were continuously delivering blood to her.

Grenadier 19 felt that her body was hot and cold, which was the feeling of blood being sucked and re-injected. Her consciousness was blurred and she felt like she was standing on the edge of death.

Amalaga seemed to be tired of playing with it. A toy that clung to its energy instead of screaming was of little value. He was ready to give Grenadier 19 the final blow and throw it into the lava lake.

The tentacles twisted into long and thin spear-like objects and pierced the heart of Grenadier 19, who was breathing weakly.

After penetrating the coat and the built-in ceramic steel piece, Amaraga felt something was wrong with his tentacles, and when he used his powerful touch to outline the shape of the thing, he made a confused sound.

"A flower? There is no such thing on this planet..."

Amalaga's face changed greatly, and the golden flower forcefully penetrated into the piercing tentacles. He felt a golden stream spreading rapidly from the tentacles to his whole body along the muscle bundles and blood vessels.

“Control must be cut off!”

He wanted to survive with a broken arm and resist pollution, but Amalaga found that he had done nothing. These huge mountains of flesh made of tortured humans and various corpses responded to the call of the golden flower.

For a moment, his body fell into chaos. Large areas of flesh and blood disintegrated on the ground, and the giant weapons mixed in the flesh fell to the ground.

It smashed the already dilapidated building structures and ground, sinking deeply into the magma lake.

The golden light became brighter and brighter inside the Roshan, lighting up the sky little by little.

The evil spirits in the dark clouds did not dare to look directly at these lights, so they closed their eyes and retreated.

The living people who survived the sea of ​​​​blood from the corpse mountain were breathing heavily. They held bayonets and stared blankly at the only light on the hell battlefield among the stopped monsters.

The golden light became brighter and brighter, becoming more and more obvious on the top of the meat mountain. Amalaga could no longer control her body, and the feeling of swelling came from deep inside.

Amalaga exploded, but this time it wasn't as disgusting as the one on Comoros.

There was no flesh and blood flying into the sky, nor was there any unpleasant, disgusting gas that burst out. There were only magnificent golden flowers rising into the sky from the mountains of flesh.

Large swaths of dark clouds were replaced by sacred golden light, and turned into dots of golden light as they burned.

If flowers are born to pollinate, this supernatural golden flower in front of us is meant to take back the scattered powder into its embrace.

Dantic looked at Jinhua blankly, and he suddenly understood what this was and what it meant.

"I will never! I will never agree with you! I will agree with your ideas!"

Yelling angrily at Jinhua, Dantic was not prepared to bend his dignified knees toward the so-called miracle.

Golden flames rose from within his armor, scorching his warp-tainted soul.

"Don't try to make me give in! You false god!"

Dantic was reduced to ashes. No matter what his intentions were to betray the Empire, what terrifying and efficient war factory he had set up in the warp, and how many demons he had enslaved were beside the point.

The God-Emperor watched indifferently as Dantik's soul was thrown into the subspace and torn into pieces by the crazy demon. He didn't care what Dantik thought of him.

He only uses Dantic as a disobedient pawn, nothing more.

If the Emperor had come here, he might have responded to Dantik one or two and asked him to understand his death, but the God-Emperor would not waste this time.

The Golden Flower extradites souls, liberating the victims locked in blasphemous flesh and blood, and sending the dead who died in fratricide on the battlefield with no way back to the throne.

The God-Emperor gave a gentle push and sent the planet sinking into the subspace out.

"Haven't you had enough? Tzeentch."

"hehe..."

Laughter came, and the God-Emperor stared at Tzeentch's projection with dissatisfaction. The overwhelming flames poured out, dispersing the thing that upset him.

The grenadiers were entangled by the roots of the golden flower and sent to the ground, while Lin Fan was also pulled up from the magma lake.

The golden flowers dissipated, and the world of Landers returned to peace again, leaving only this broken battlefield telling everyone what happened just now.

"Fortunately...she's not dead yet, and neither are these people...phew."

With a gentle breath, Lin Fan found a wide iron plate and a rope, and put the unconscious grenadiers on it.

Lin Fan pulled these people forward step by step from the center of the battlefield to the periphery.

Da Mo Sha Si Ke appeared next to Lin Fan. She looked sad, as if she had lost a precious toy.

"My steel boy died like this, I'm so sad."

"There is nothing to be sad about. You should thank the God Emperor for not wiping you out too."

"Huhu! This is true. I thought the God Emperor wanted to burn me to death~"

Seeing Sha Si's careless look, Lin Fan rolled his eyes and asked about Slaanesh's condition.

Sauce can sit on the iron plate and gently touch the smooth face of Grenadier 19 with the tail of the snake.

"Madam, she has been busy fighting Khorne these days. She even asked us to come find you if we have anything to do."

"Then you contact her and say you found her."

Sha Si Ke nodded in agreement, but she had no intention of contacting her. She knew that two great gods had set their sights here, and she would only be destroyed by the aftermath of their battle if she rashly sneaked into the subspace.

"Can I hang out with you for a few days~"

"why?"

"I have my eye on a bishop."

Lin Fan turned around suddenly and looked at Sha Sike with strange eyes, "I'm warning you not to mess around. If you dare to do that, I will tear you apart."

"Master~ I know~"

Sha Si may also know that Lin Fan is also a good talker, and his attitude towards getting along with him is much more casual, "If you think about your love affair with our wife, why don't you allow us to follow suit~"

Lin Fan curled his lips, your wife's status is comparable to that of you big demons. God knows what you did in the days before you became demons.

"Serious love? No violence?"

"Serious love! I swear to the Lord of Pleasure!"

"Okay...does the Emperor agree?"

"Hehe, if you agree, the emperor must agree."

Seeing Sha Si Ke's stubborn attitude, Lin Fan couldn't help but wonder what kind of bishop could make Sha Si Ke fall in love with him.

As Lin Fan approached step by step, more and more living people were around him. The soldiers were digging for the bodies of their comrades under the dirt and rubble.

There were also some people sitting on the ground in a daze, looking in the direction where the golden flowers disappeared.

Sha Si Ke disappeared again, and Lin Fan didn't pay too much attention to the traces of this big devil. She would know what to do and what not to do.

Bishop Marion knelt on the ground. He was wearing heavy armor, holding a flail and a thick shield, his face was full of heaviness and solemnity. Surrounded by corpses he had arranged neatly, there were nuns and ordinary Atonement Army soldiers.

He took out an incense burner and found that there was no incense coming out, so he had no choice but to perform the Aquila Ceremony and recite scriptures for these lost lives.

The Emperor has taken in these souls, but Bishop Marion doesn't know why he did this. Maybe it's because he has seen too many deaths and sacrifices, and has seen too many brilliant souls burn up.

"I should be enthusiastic and envious of you, but now, I only feel heavy and empty in my heart."

After saying this silently, he heard brisk footsteps behind him. It was a medical nun running towards him, "Sauce, have you found your friend?"

"No, they are all dead."

"Their souls return to the throne and die a worthy death."

"Okay, old man, you're right, they deserved their death."

A vivid picture shows the character traits of the traitorous legions besieging Terra.