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

Drifting in the webway, they are still avoiding the pursuit of the Commorragh conspiracy. Their destruction of Commorragh has made the various conspiracies angry, and the Lord of Blades, Drazaar, is bound to beheaded. The head of Ifreni.

At this moment, Qian Mian felt the fluctuation of the spirit bones. He guided the embryonic Death Army to the place where the spirit bones fluctuated, and used the other half of the spirit bone fragments to open a new gap in the webway.

Only then could everyone take a breather into the real universe.

However, Ifreni was not tired. She was very excited and asked Lin Fan about the whereabouts of the fifth Sword of the Old Woman.

"Prophet! What did you witness in the palace of the Lord of Desire! Have you found the fifth Sword of the Old Woman!" Ifreni's eyes were bright, as if the hope of the whole family's revival rested on him. .

Lin Fan looked at Efreni's bright and unusually smiling face and just told her to calm down first.

How should I tell her the breaking news that Slaanesh was his wife? How about telling her directly and openly? There's no point in hiding anything anyway, so just call Slaanesh over.

"Let's go to the meeting room to talk."

Lin Fan called a group of important people on the planet to meet with the Death Army in the fortress conference room built.

Priest Delia, Political Commissar Kane, Odemair, and Perturabo were all pulled into the conference room. Colonel Erica and her Krieg soldiers were responsible for security.

The square conference table had humans sitting on one side and the Death Army sitting on the other side.

Lin Fan sat on the relatively slender side of the table, and he became the center of the meeting. Perturabo sat at his hand, and everyone could see the suspicion in his eyes.

On the other side was Ifreni who was sitting. She was observing Perturabo's condition vigilantly, and tried hard to ignore the turbulent hostility emanating from the Primarch.

There are only three humans here that she cannot see through. One is Lin Fan, who is no different from ordinary people, and the other is Perturabo, the Primarch of the Iron Warriors. Although Ifreni does not know this Primarch who fell into Chaos. Why she is on this planet, but this does not affect her treating this Primarch with the same caution as she would treat her great enemy.

So the last person... Ifreni used her psychic eyes to stare at a woman sitting at the table. This woman seemed not to care about the content of the meeting. She just lay on the chair and slept quietly with an eye mask on.

Slight breathing and snoring reached Efreni's ears, and she could keenly sense from her breath that this woman was more dangerous than Perturabo.

The legendary mother of genes? Or a female Primarch never known to exist?

Efreni did not speak rashly, she was still waiting for the impatient humans to reveal their flaws in their words. Although she was a bit impatient and aggressive compared to her peers, she could be called patient compared to the short-lived humans.

Perturabo's roar broke the silence of the conference room. He slammed his big hand on the table and stood up from his seat. The Greek-style robe on his body shook loudly. It seemed that he still missed the life in Olympia.

"These aliens! Don't tell me that you have hidden secrets with the aliens! Even the Chaos Space Marines will not choose to join forces with the aliens!"

Lin Fan looked up at Perturabo's face and motioned for him to sit on the chair first and stop being so emotional all the time.

"Slaanesh is now my wife, isn't it weird to join forces with an alien?"

Perturabo was gagged. He opened his mouth for a long time and could not speak. His mind began to think about the alien allies and the evil couple, which one was more outrageous.

Efreni frowned. She heard some strange words and heard them clearly. Lin Fan not only called out the name of the Lord of Desire, but also said that the Lord of Desire was his wife.

"Prophet, I remember your help in Comoros, but the joke you just told is not funny."

"It's not a joke, I'm a very honest person." Lin Fan clapped his hands, and then the humans in the field became nervous as if they had received some signal.

Commissar Kane coughed twice, closed his eyes and recited the Emperor's Mantra; Priest Delia twisted her body shyly; Perturabo frowned, his eyes fixed on Lin Fan The shadows swelled behind me.

Only Odemeyer still looked relaxed, lying on the chair and sleeping soundly.

"Oh ho ho~ Honey~ did you miss me~" The lustful and beautiful voice echoed in the conference room. Under the echo of the voice, the room originally made of steel began to grow beautiful flowers, constantly revealing strange feelings. fragrance.

Perturabo looked at the crazy outline created by the shadow in shock. He felt that his scalp was numb, and the emotions in his heart were being pushed to one extreme point after another as the shadow condensed and expanded.

At this moment he felt extremely furious, and at the next moment extreme calmness replaced his full anger. This ups and downs of twisting made him very uncomfortable, and his fists clenched tighter and tighter.

Lin Fan put his hand on Perturabo's tightly clenched fist and squeezed it. Perturabo took his hand out in shock and yelled at Lin Fan, saying that he would not be the same in the cesspit of Nurgle himself. Lin Fan is gay.

Perturabo's roar made Lin Fan a little confused. Maybe this guy remembered Fulgrim who became a demon. God knows what kind of psychological shadow Fulgrim's ascension brought to Perturabo.

However, Perturabo seemed to be in good spirits, indicating that there was nothing wrong with him. When Lin Fan saw this, he allowed Perturabo to think wildly, while he stood up to check on the situation of the Death Army.

Although Ifreni had inherited the power of the God of Death, her face still turned pale when faced with the fear originating from the essence of her soul. She gritted her teeth and said to the shadow, "Lord of Desire..."

"Oh ho ho~ My dear, are you looking for some snacks for me?" The shadow twisted and jumped happily. The shadow of Slaanesh walked through the death army and stroked the cheeks of the Eldar people with its shadow hands. .

"Black Muse...Death...Anyone can do it! Save me!" A Dark Eldar born in Commorragh could not bear the withering of his soul caused by Slaanesh. He knelt on the ground, trembling, and prayed to all the gods. help.

"Instead of begging God, you might as well beg me." Lin Fan ran over in a few steps, slapped the Dark Eldar who were in a state of withering and horror, and told Slaanesh to use his magical powers.

"Remember? These are the same guys you met me in Comoros."

"Comorragh?" The shadow of Slaanesh stopped, and she recalled the past, remembering the poor people who were scared to death on the ship.