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

What a beautiful day, she remembered everything and built a palace in her new home next to the Golden Throne to commemorate her first meeting with Lin Fan.

Although there was a connection between the two as early as Terra, it was the first time that Slaanesh witnessed everything about Lin Fan from a place other than the soul lens in the Commorran Webway.

The smell, the temperature, the appearance, the taste... tsk tsk, when I think of Slaanesh, I feel a kind of joy that won't get boring and rushes to the peak of all my feelings.

That was the first meeting between Slaanesh and Lin Fan. Just like when all couples meet, there will be many people around to witness the birth of a couple.

The man kneels down on one knee and proposes to the woman. The woman looks shy or ecstatic and accepts the man's request with everyone's blessing.

Although she didn't have a ring or kneel down at that time, Lin Fan stroked her tail and tentacles so gently, and praised the smooth feel and bright color.

ah! I feel so shy just thinking about it!

The shadows of Slaanesh twitched more violently, turning into scenes of unspeakable ecstasy. The madness and frenzy in the conference room became more and more obvious, and Perturabo even strangled the stool he had come to life with his fists.

"Slaanesh! Slaanesh!" Lin Fan shouted several times, but did not see Slaanesh wake up. He had to walk to the shadow and ball it up with his hands.

"I was a little too excited just now..." Slaanesh, who was rolled into a ball, felt Lin Fan's kneading and touching, and did not want to show his crazy nature in this small conference room.

After calming down, Slaanesh broke away from Lin Fan's hand and fell to the ground. The shadow began to shape and begin to take on the outline and appearance of a human being.

Although his skin exudes a strange pink color, his eyes are black with purple pupils, there is a long snake tail behind him, and his pure white hair is twisting as if alive, at least this appearance will not make everyone lose their sense immediately after just one look.

Slaanesh sat obediently on the chair, wearing a gorgeous and complicated skirt, fluttering in the wind, and his tail and feet swayed happily.

"Ahem, this is the Slaanesh you have been worried about. Although it is not the real person, it still carries part of her power."

Lin Fan helped Ifreni, who was lying on the table in discomfort, and introduced Slaanesh to her. Efreni looked at Slaanesh greeting her and was so frightened that her soul almost left her body. The blessing of the God of Death could not bring her any sense of security at all.

"Oh, dear, don't be afraid, I remember your scent." Slaanesh sniffed his nose, and said without any malice the terrifying words that made the Eldar's scalp numb, "I will not eat you. Yes, you can be guests at the wedding~ If it weren’t for you, I don’t think I would be able to meet my dear.”

Slaanesh smiled and touched his face, looking very tender and nostalgic, but this look only frightened Efreni in her eyes.

She felt increasingly incomprehensible madness wracking her soul and mind, and she imagined many encounters with Slaanesh.

There are battles, there are spurns, there are heroes who resist the whispers and corruption of Slaanesh, and finally lead the death army to rescue the people from Slaanesh.

But such a commonplace form has never appeared in any of Efreni's ideas, and even if it is a joke, it will not have such a crazy theme.

"What on earth did you do..." Ifreni asked Lin Fan tremblingly, her eyes filled with despair.

"As I said just now, Slaanesh is currently my wife, although we haven't held any wedding yet."

"Pfft!" A mouthful of blood spat out from her mouth, and Ifreni lay on the table in pain. "She is the enemy, the lord of desire! She is the tormentor! How...how do you deal with such a dark existence? ...You are also a member of the evil god, right?"

Lin Fan looked at Efreni's painful look and looked at Slaanesh reproachfully. Slaanesh waved her hands quite innocently. What happened just now was not her doing.

There was no other way, so Lin Fan had no choice but to make some kind father's soup for Efrenie. He didn't push it out from his throat, but took out a green leaf with a drop of crystal liquid on it.

"No! Don't!" Ifreni keenly felt that this crystal liquid was full of Nurgle's power. Although it did not have that disgusting and blasphemous smell, this unknown power of life made her extremely frightened.

Who knows what this drop of liquid will do, maybe turn her into a Nurgle Chaos Spawn? Or worse?

Efreni looked at Qianmian as if asking for help, hoping that he could save her. But the mentor had already fallen into a coma the moment the Slaanesh projection appeared, and he remained motionless with his head on the table for a long time.

"I'll fight with you, the devil!" Ifreni felt her trembling body gain some strength. She suddenly pulled out the old woman's sword, and the faint flame of death pierced Lin Fan. The mighty power of Aenead He once helped Ifreni cut off the bodies of countless powerful enemies.

But now, this old woman's sword is only a little away from being shattered.

Lin Fan quickly grabbed the old woman's sword. He didn't know what would happen if it broke. Carefully controlling the power in his hand, the fire of death was washing over Lin Fan's arm.

Holding his hand and gently stroking it, the fire of death was extinguished by Lin Fan's hand. Efreni's eyes widened. She stared blankly at the old woman's sword withered, not knowing what to do next.

"Pfft!" Another mouthful of blood spat out, and Ifreni fell down in anger. Lin Fan helped her up and poured a drop of Nurgle soup into her mouth.

All this happened very quickly, it only took more than a second from the time Ifreni drew the sword to Lin Fan poured the soup into her. In the eyes of a mortal like Commissar Kane, he only saw something light up, and then Ifreni sat with a pale face and her head tilted.

"The situation is getting more and more complicated now." Lin Fan looked at the Death Army lying on the ground distressedly, feeling that they couldn't communicate with each other now, so he had to ask someone to put them up.

"The woman with the strange hair style is alone in the room, and the rest of the people can do whatever they want." Lin Fan watched Erica and her men skillfully drag the Death Army away. Before leaving, Erica also turned towards Lin Fan. Fan made an OK gesture.

Slaanesh stretched out his tail and held Lin Fan's waist, and then went to tease Delia and Commissar Kane.

Odemeyer was still sleeping, unaffected by the commotion just now. Perturabo looked at Lin Fan with a complicated expression and didn't know what to say, so he had to ask him about Ifreni's situation.

"I see that your attitude towards her is very unusual. You won't be like that good-for-nothing Khayon and find an Eldar girlfriend, right?"