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

"So we found an altar of chaos that maintains the storm in the Armageddon galaxy?" Lin Fan asked Wodehouse Ice Wolf, the Rune Priest of the Space Wolves.

"Yes, this altar will appear soon. In my Wolf Prophecy, this altar was born from the future and affects the past, and it will soon travel to the present, which is near the fleet."

"Wait." Lin Fan was a little confused. A mortal like him who couldn't feel the fluctuations of subspace at all couldn't understand what Wodehouse was talking about. "To be honest, I didn't understand. Can you describe it in a simpler way?"

"Indeed, I don't understand either." Cather White Fang folded his arms and looked confused.

Wodehouse sighed deeply and thought about how to use a more appropriate and simple method to explain to them the unique time turbulence of subspace. "You can think of it this way, you were full in the past because you had a bite of steak in the past, but this steak did not appear in the past, but in the future. In other words, you were full yesterday. Because you eat tomorrow's steak today, the order of time is all messed up, and it still retains its true effectiveness."

"Uh..." Looking at the expressions of Cather White Fang and Lin Fan, Wodehouse felt that they still didn't understand.

"There is no need to delve into these issues. In short, an altar of chaos is about to appear next to our fleet. It may be a meteorite engraved with blasphemous runes, or it may be a ruined ship lost in the subspace. In short, we need to solve this trouble , so that we can get in through the storm to support Armageddon."

"I don't care, I just fight." Cather White Fang waved his hand, picked up the mead from his waist and started drinking again.

"Then why are you calling me? Isn't this kind of work generally done by you?"

He looked at Lin Fan as if he was mentally retarded, "It doesn't matter if others don't know what our situation is like, why do you come here to eat and drink with us every day and still pretend not to know. Our team is the only one left. Some brats who have little combat experience and are reckless, it's better to let them fight orcs to practice their skills, but if they don't fight those subspace demons and chaos rebels, they will be in vain."

Lin Fan touched his head awkwardly and showed an apologetic smile: "So do you need me to assist you?"

"No, in fact we need your company and the Battle Sisters to help us." Wodehouse looked at Lin Fan seriously and extended an invitation to fight with him, "Among those who have fought against demons Among the companies, yours is the only one that shows no signs of corruption or madness, and I have every reason to believe that this is caused by the aura of the great God Emperor in you."

"Well, I will go and assemble the third company now to cooperate with your actions." Lin Fan made a Sky Eagle salute to Wodehouse, went back to report to Colonel Mark and the others, and gathered his third company on the way.

Just as Wodehouse's prophecy said, the newly assembled Third Company of Astra Militarum and a group of Stormtroopers and a group of Battle Sisters led by Sister Gavestin received a detection alert from the fleet.

A subspace rift opened out of thin air from kilometers outside the fleet, and spit out a huge spacecraft composed of several damaged battleships and transport ships, space debris, etc., appeared next to the fleet. According to the Astropath's observations, he saw from above the blasphemous power of the Warp that was difficult to see directly, and vomited it out on the spot.

Exaggerated proportions of hulk and spaceship

Wodehouse Ice Wolf, Bennett Wolfclaw, Kaiser White Fang, and three Gray Hunters, along with Lin Fan's Third Company and Sister Gavestine, approached the hulk on a destroyer. , and tried to get rid of the Chaos Altar on it.

Dozens of jumping torpedoes carried everyone and fired at the hulk. These torpedoes, which were accurately calculated and used for machine navigation, should have sent them evenly and perfectly on the same floor of the hulk to facilitate their gathering, but Things involving subspace are always so changeable and dangerous. The moment those torpedoes approached the hulk, they were affected by unknown forces and were transmitted to various parts of the hulk in the flashing blue light.

Boom!

The huge sound tortured Lin Fan and his party who were in the torpedo. Lin Fan felt that this was not at all like the movement of a torpedo embedded in it from the outside. Instead, it was like a foreign object being forcibly filled into a solid metal block.

"Priest Delia, where are we now?"

"Please wait a moment." Delia carefully observed Lin Fan's current location with the detector and auspicious device in her hand, and then gave an extremely outrageous answer, "We are on a ship. In the very center of the outer wall, the nearest passage is 20 meters away from us."

"This is too nonsense. Why were we not crushed directly, but instead growing in the wall like a tumor?" Old Jock picked up the melt gun in his hand and released the soldiers trapped on the chairs one by one. Come down. "Just adjust the output rate. Move your butt farther away. Do you want to be roasted?"

"Wait a minute, Old Jock, don't use your melt. Priest Delia has a thermal cutter on him." Lin Fan was frightened to death by Old Jock's reckless behavior, although he knew that Old Jock was a weapons expert. Basically anything can be used smoothly, but you have to be prepared for accidents, right?

Delia used the thermal cutting laser on her engineering backpack to cut through the fixed chair nodes, allowing the soldiers inside to escape and quickly pack up their equipment.

"There are too many people here. It would be too much to just tear open the wall..." Lin Fan turned to look at Delia and asked, "Can your thermal cutter cut through this wall?"

"Well, you can, but it will probably take a long time. After all, the power of this thermal cutter is not as high as imagined." Delia looked up at the ceiling and thought, with a mechanical finger pointing at her chin. It seems that this is a standard action for her daily thinking. "unless..."

"Unless what?" Lin Fan, who seemed to have heard the good news, immediately became interested. They had no time to waste.

"Unless you can hug me..." Delia's inaudible voice floated into Lin Fan's ears, making him a little overwhelmed, while Old Jock and several other soldiers beside him Showing a meaningful expression, Lin Fan even saw Old Jock, an old bastard, secretly giving him a thumbs up. No matter how he looked at the eyes under the mask, he had an expression of admiration.

"I didn't expect that Captain, you can even pick up mechanical girls. I admire you, I admire you! Since ancient times, real men should fuck men, and pure men should fuck Gundam!"

Looking at Old Qiao Ke and the others who were teasing him, and looking at Delia's shy expression, Lin Fan thought carefully about how he looked when he hugged Delia.

I went, I was scared to death, I could only think of the Genestealer clan leader who died in a miserable state.

So hugging really helps? Can I still buff my teammates? How about I give Old Jock a hug in the future?

Old Jock suddenly trembled, and then unconsciously covered his butt.

Lin Fan rolled his eyes at him and decided not to hug Old Jock. He then approached Delia and stretched out his hands to hug her. His head was away from hers. This was the first time that Lin Fan stood and hugged Delia. To be honest, Delia was a bit short, and his head couldn't even be placed on her shoulders, but he could clearly feel that Delia's head was close to his shoulders.

"Oh! I'm so happy! I really want to hug the incarnation of the God of All Machines every day!" Delia felt the sacred aura, silently stretched out her tail and started recording.

"Tsk, why is this girl smoking again? Is it going to break again?"