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

Visage was still deeply moved by Efreni's words, but he did not show any sense of recognition, just like the attitude he showed before.

"You're not really going to be his servant, are you?" Visage said these words suddenly, and specifically replaced the key words in this sentence with the native language that his cousins ​​in Comoros would use.

If the succubi and marauders from Comoros in the Death Army heard Visage's words here, they would definitely applaud and boo, shouting that Visage's words were so mean and sharp, with an intolerable tone. humiliation.

For example, the word "servant" has a strong suggestive meaning...even the most lustful master and servant would not use this word to describe the chaotic relationship between the two of them.

Efreni's face turned red visibly, and her jade-white face was dyed with a layer of scarlet that the setting sun illuminated the battlefield and mixed with blood.

She was angry because of the offense in Visage's words and the disgusting fantasy about her relationship with Lin Fan.

Faster than Efreni's angry scream was the Sword of the Crone in her hand. Efreni allowed the rage to occupy her heart, and then controlled her body to attack Visage.

This sword cut straight through Visage's neck. If Visage failed to defend himself, his head would definitely roll to the ground.

Visage did not draw his sword or dodge, he stood upright like a martyr.

With a clang, the long sword that Ifreni slashed was blocked.

"Hmph!" Ifreni retracted her sword neatly, glanced at Visage, and turned around angrily and left.

Qian Mian appeared between the two of them at some point, and it was he who blocked Efreni's irrational attack. Qianmen looked at Visage and warned him to watch his words, otherwise he would end Visage's life.

Visage stared at Qianmian for a while, then walked away.

Efreni stood in the deserted passage. She stood close to the wall, and felt the coldness of the metal wall behind her.

When she thought of Visage's tone and attitude, her teeth itched with hatred, but she also felt deeply worried about her recent state.

She was always dreaming about random things. Considering the spiritual development of the Eldar, almost all dreams can be inextricably related to the future.

But the dream Ifreni had recently... made her a little scared. She didn't dare to follow the revelation of the dream to predict the future, and was afraid that everything she saw in the dream would come true.

She didn't dream about Lin Fan, but about a blue giant. Efreni remembered clearly that this man was Guilliman.

In the dream, she communicated with Guilliman, and enjoyed music and art with Guilliman. Although the current dream had not fast-forwarded to her and Guilliman doing complex math problems, Ifreni always felt that it was fast.

She didn't even dare to sleep these days, but relied on meditation to regain her energy.

Praying to the God of Death for enlightenment also yielded no results. He just mysteriously and with a hint of unnoticeable nervousness told Ifreni to treat her dream with a normal heart.

"How can this be normal!"

Efreni put her head in her hands and squatted against the wall in a tangled state. The confused weakness was clearly shown on her face. She had never been so confused inside since Bietan came out to travel.

With a hint of blush on her face, she felt her body trembling. Whenever she thought of Guilliman's sexy, mature cheeks and strong body, she would always fall into this state.

"I...what should I do..."

Efrene murmured, but no one heard her.

Of course, it was just that there was no one around, and some unknown beings could still hear it very clearly.

The God of Death, who had not yet released his power, slowly opened his eyes in the subspace. He heard the call of Ifreni and knew that Ifreni was in confusion and pain.

But he couldn't give this divine choice any inspiration...

A ray of light appeared, prying open the shadow, and then tentacles rushed in one after another.

Death God Aenead glanced at these tentacles and did not show any panic.

A crisp slap came again, and the restless tentacles became quiet and submissive, while at the same time making a twisted and unspeakable whimper.

A jade hand pushed aside the tentacles, stretched straight towards Aenead, and gently grabbed him out of the shadows.

"Oh ho ho~ You did a great job, Death-chan!"

A voice full of vitality came, and everyone could hear the joy and joy in this voice.

Aeneid smiled bitterly, raised his face and looked at Slaanesh who had grabbed him. He didn't say much. He just sighed heavily and spoke to Efreni in his heart.

If not this god wants to harm you, I really can’t protect myself...

Seeing Aenead's unhappy look, Slaanesh hooked the corners of his mouth with his fingers and forced a big smile.

The smiling Slaanesh was very satisfied with the dream that Aenead had brought to Ifreni, and then she could bring something more exciting to the dreams of Ifreni and Guilliman.

Should I do the elementary school math problems first, or the high school math problems first...or should I fast forward directly to the German math problems? (Note: Germany has one of the best tastes in mathematics, quite heavy)

Efrenie must not be able to bear it, right? It’s better to have some pure love first! For example, hold hands, have a meal, have a romantic dinner together, and then have a simple kiss!

The more Slaanesh thought about it, the more excited she became. She hadn't found such interesting fun in a long time. Hearing the sigh of Death God Aenead, Slaanesh also raised the Eldar Death God with both hands. The difference in size between them was like Slaanesh holding a doll.

What would it feel like to have this size difference... maybe I could put him...

Seeing Slaanesh starting to drool, Death God Aenead felt something was wrong and quickly shouted, "Think of your dear! Don't do anything to embarrass him!"

"Oh! I almost forgot!" Slaanesh's hand lightly covered her lips. She almost turned Aenead into a living toy. "Thank you for reminding me~"

Aeneid didn't relax because Slaanesh expressed his gratitude to him. He didn't know what Slaanesh wanted to do with his obsessed look just now, but no matter what kind of gameplay it was, he couldn't withstand it now.

It's all Efreene's fault... If she hadn't been sniffed so close by Slaanesh, Slaanesh wouldn't have pulled him out of the shadows so easily.

"Don't be sad~ I just want to see you~ You can still kill me when the time comes, no matter how you kill me, you can peel the skin, remove the bones, dissect and dissect me. If you kill me too easily, I won't do it~"

She was obviously going to kill Slaanesh, so why did she have a sense of joke in her mouth...

Not even considering the Ultramarines