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

The creatures destroyed by the sledgehammer will only die quickly from the double blow of psychic energy and heat, without any possibility of being saved.

One by one, the ghouls fell in front of Lin Fan with missing claws and teeth. His powerful and heavy attacks created one death zone after another in the sea of ​​ghouls.

It is difficult to say who has a higher killing efficiency between Perturabo and Lin Fan at this time, but the combat pressure on the Spirit Warriors has been greatly reduced.

"Perish! You filth!" A scream came, and Ifreni, holding two old woman's swords, came from another battlefield.

The flames of death walked through the battlefield like a snake, avoiding all the spirits, and only wrapped around Ugur's body.

Large clumps of ashes were piled together, blowing with the impact of weapon fire, and fluttering like snow in the battleship.

The long blades in Efreni's hands struck together, making a mysterious sound. This sound spreads through psychic energy and reaches the souls of all Eldar.

Lin Fan looked at the succubus who was as excited as chicken blood, and a familiar voice appeared in his mind.

"You have been strengthened, come on!"

The Eldar, empowered by the power of the Reaper, began to push back against the Ulgur Ghouls, and their ships had enough time to stay away from the Broken Webway Zone.

The ghouls were unable to emerge from the breach in the webway, and the few remaining on the ship were wiped out.

Among the corpses and ashes scattered everywhere, Lin Fan slowly walked out carrying two injured howling banshees.

The treatment technology of the Eldar is very advanced, so there is no need to give them any old soup to treat them. As long as you are not dead and your soul has not separated from your body, even if you turn into a ball of flesh, the Spirit Race will have a way to save you.

This armor doesn't feel metallic to the touch. If I were to find a similar object, Lin Fan commented that this armor feels like plastic.

I don’t know what kind of material these Eldar armors are made of. They are obviously bone-colored and pale, and have a certain bulletproof and impact-proof effect. But what makes the armor more distinctive is its high degree of sensitivity and malleability, which allows it to change its shape according to changes in the user's form.

However, despite the complex patterns and decorations on the armor, these armors are always as close to the skin as skin and as light as feathers.

So this counts as touching the skin of the Eldar? Lin Fan thought like this and subconsciously closed his fingers together. The plastic textured armor failed to stop the pressure of his fingers, and it really sank like tight skin.

The shield built into the armor was activated, but it only supported it for a moment before it was overloaded. Only an electric buzzing sound and a strange smell came from it.

"Don't... touch me..."

The howling banshee being carried by Lin Fan said feebly, but she could not resist beyond words.

A succubus jumped to Lin Fan's side, and her dexterous hands were turning a dagger that shone with cold light. She walked around Lin Fan gracefully and quickly, and finally jumped on the banshee.

Lin Fan didn't even feel that something was sitting on him. The succubus somehow eliminated its weight, making its already light and agile body even more agile.

"Hey! You finally calmed down!" the succubus shouted exaggeratedly. Sitting on the banshee, she was not honest and slapped her armor-covered buttocks hard.

Considering that the Banshee's armor is very close-fitting, you can observe the shape of an Eldar's hips from the arc outlined by the armor. Of course, usually the howling banshee won't give you this kind of opportunity to observe.

A grunt of embarrassment came from the banshee's throat. She tried to struggle her body to resist the succubus' humiliation, but her severely injured body did not allow her to do so, and she could only let the succubus slap her with a crisp sound.

Fortunately, this torture of the banshee only lasted for a moment. When Lin Fan carried the wounded man back, a bone fragment penetrated into the armor.

Then the next second, the angry succubus jumped out of his arm, picked up the knife and went to chase the succubus who had just molested her.

"Is it really okay if I tell you to leave it alone?" Lin Fan looked at the lively battle between the banshee and the succubus and expressed concern.

"It's commonplace. Life in Ark is very different from life in Comoros. I made a lot of efforts to allow both parties to live in harmony. They know the standards." Ifreni waved her hand, no Say more on this issue.

Another banshee on Lin Fan's arm also received timely treatment. This banshee looked very manic, like someone who had been tortured by menopause and aunt period for a long time.

After breaking free from Lin Fan's arms, she didn't show any sign of gratitude. He swept his armor with his hands rather rudely, indicating that Lin Fan's dirty hands had soiled the cleanliness of the armor.

Lin Fan was a little unhappy. This spirit tribe was really too arrogant. They would not even bother to say thank you, and they would humiliate people in this way.

However, this unhappiness ended after the banshee took off her mask. Of course, it was not because the banshee was so good-looking that Lin Fan switched his thinking point. After all, Slaanesh himself could conjure up anything.

"I'm sorry, my mask is a little too good." A soft female voice came, as beautiful as singing.

The banshee who took off her mask did not look angry. Her red hair did not show her fiery temper on her master's face. A weak apology was displayed on her delicate cheeks.

"That's the kind of character Shakura is. I apologize to my friend and thank you for your help."

"Shagulla?"

"The name of this mask." The banshee took off her mask and gently touched the ferocious mask. Only then did Lin Fan understand who this Shakura was referring to.

The universe is a dark and violent place, and failure to fight means a fate worse than death. But for the Eldar, excessive fighting also means that they will become bloodthirsty madmen.

When Slaanesh was born, her tentacles and strange little chirps destroyed the Eldar pantheon.

Literally, of course, Slaanesh will never mess with you.

There were only three gods who survived the catastrophe of the fall of the gods. One was the goddess of life, Elsa, and the other two were the god of war, Kane, and the god of laughter, Xigaoqi.

Seeing the madness shown by Slaanesh, the Laughing God felt that this thing could not be described by a hell joke. He patted Kane on the shoulder to show that he could do it, and then ran away quickly.

The newborn Slaanesh is very powerful, but the control of power is a little immature.

She and Kane fought fiercely, almost evenly matched. At this time, Khorne, the master who couldn't rest when he heard the sound of fighting, jumped out and announced that only he could fight Cairn the Bloody Hand.

That's why Dark Crow doesn't like to talk.