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

What happened?

I was eating hot pot and singing songs, why did the boat suddenly capsize?

Efreni seemed to have sent a message just now, saying that a network channel was blocked by an external force. After discussion, they wanted to change a route to Cadia.

Lin Fan originally suggested that he could just punch the sealed webway into pieces. But Ifreni and the Eldar Seer refused.

Now it seems that I should have been tougher.

Did these Eldar sail around the bend and rush out from the guardrail?

Lin Fan didn't know this. He blinked and crawled out from under the ruins of the collapsed spiritual bone spire. The dome above his head that was used to isolate space also had a huge hole. Blood washed down from the crack like a waterfall. It slapped on the white bone ground of Bietan's Ark.

This reminded Lin Fan of the pot of hot pot he had just blended with promethium, which was buried under the rubble before he could even take two bites.

"Has this hit the webway barrier?" Lin Fan shouted to a simple psychic ornament. No voice of Efrenie came out, only the angry roar of betrayal washed over Lin Fan's ears.

The ruins trembled for a few times, then exploded violently. The rubble flew high into the sky, and then fell into a pool of blood that was beginning to take shape.

Several sturdy original bodies jumped out of the ruins. Although they were disgraced, no one was injured in the collapsed ruins.

"Will the Eldar sail the ship?" Perturabo couldn't help complaining when he saw the miserable situation of Bietan's Ark. "The damage caused by this collision is much greater than that of fighting those Webway ghouls."

Perturabo activated all the communication devices installed in his power armor. The sounds from these devices operating according to physical rules were no different from the jewelry Lin Fan was holding.

Roar, roar, spit.

The three sounds made Perturabo's head buzz, and he immediately turned off the communicator and covered his head to calm down for a while.

"Is this subspace?" Fulgan turned to look at a corner, "Brother, have you ever predicted that this kind of thing would happen?"

"No." Coze responded hoarsely.

Dorn, whose face was covered with promethium, did not comment much on what he saw in front of him. He just bluntly asked Jaghatai to take him to the nearest military zone to prepare.

"You are the fastest among us, both in terms of vehicle control and running speed. I hope you can carry me on your back..."

Jaghatai Khan's face darkened, "Are you using me as a horse to ride on?"

The simple communication between the original bodies did not last long. Everyone could see the shadow of demons surging in the broken dome of Bietan's Ark.

Even if they suffered an impact that was much more terrifying than an earthquake, the army stationed at Bietan Ark still had the power to fight back.

The heavy anti-aircraft cannons, which were completely different from the Eldar buildings with their beauty and superior detail, activated, projecting high-energy and high-heat energy beams and plasma balls towards the gaps in the dome.

But there were too many demons pouring in. When these scarlet-colored demons with different shapes rushed in, they were not much different from the waterfall of blood flowing down.

Vampires, hounds, copper bulls... Lin Fan even saw a Skull Master spinning and falling, breaking several white towers used for viewing.

"We can't just dive right under the Brass Throne, right? Are there too many demons?"

As soon as Lin Fan finished speaking, Slaanesh's voice floated over. This voice had none of the laziness and cynicism of the past, only deep shock.

"Khorne is driven mad by Tzeentch!"

"That's not good. Khorne is definitely going to kill Tzeentch now."

"Tzeentch has detonated his power of hope. The scattered hope has blinded Khorne's perception. This madman is staring at me to kill him now!"

At the same time, a hysterical roar came from outside the dome. The Khorne demons who heard this sound became more powerful as if they had been given blood.

"Ah?" Lin Fan was confused. He simply couldn't understand what it was like for Tzeentch to self-destruct. Although Tzeentch did like to be unpredictable and not follow the ordinary path, self-destruction was indeed a bit too cruel.

Lin Fan thought quickly and decided to use himself to attract Khorne's attention. He bid farewell to his Primarchs, took his spear in his hand and fired it towards the dome where the daemons poured out.

Lin Fan flew away like a cannonball, and the demons pouring down like a waterfall were unable to stop his flight. A large number of demons were smashed into pieces by Lin Fan, and the sharp blades they slashed at Lin Fan were also shattered.

The demons that poured in were pushed back by Lin Fan in an instant, but after Lin Fan penetrated the gap in the dome, the demons continued to flow down.

"Soldier against soldier, against general." Petulabo said leisurely, "He has his work, and we have our work."

Curze didn't care about Perturabo's words. He jumped a few steps expressionlessly and quickly moved away from his brothers. He had no interest in saving or fighting. He just wanted to put away the cartoons in the dark room of his lounge. He didn't want those video tapes to be stained by blood.

Fulgrim looked at Coze's back and wanted to say something, then shook his head and swallowed back what he wanted to say.

As long as Curze doesn't go crazy and his combat ability is quite strong, he will take care of himself.

In the distance, he saw a group of vampires blocking Curze's path. These enemies, which were somewhat difficult for Space Marines, were extremely fragile in front of Curze.

Midnight Ghost easily cut open the vampire's body with his claws, leaving only blood everywhere where the cloak swept away.

The sound of gunfire became more and more intensive, and more and more troops recovered from the shock and ruins. They relied on the fortresses built all over the place to form dotted solid positions, forcing back the incoming demon legions time and time again.

But they need a leader, and fighting alone will not lead to victory. The Primarchs spread out, preparing to bring their forces together for a counterattack.

The ships in Bietan's Ark also recovered. The ships quickly activated the Geller position and provided support to the troops on the ground. A large number of artillery and arc devices scattered the flying demons gathered together like a storm.

The Ark of Bietan was raging with flames of war everywhere, and both the Tau and humans showed extraordinary courage and courage in the face of the terrifying demons. The Eldar should have given their best efforts in the battle to protect the Ark, but these guys who thought they were superior to the Tau and humans were weak.

Their excellent psychic perception allows them to experience the hatred and anger of Khorne in more detail. These voices roar in the depths of their souls. Even the priests of Khaine wearing war masks need to overcome the trembling of their souls.

The beauty of the meandering water trough has disappeared, and the exquisite building that once brewed refreshing tea and wine was knocked down by a huge skull.

Expeditionary soldiers rescued the Eldar and led them to a fortified, plain-looking fortress. When the fortress was built, the Eldar residents complained that its appearance destroyed the harmony of the area.

"Now you are all counting on this!" A sergeant said angrily, "Don't you think you are very powerful? Why are you so weak when you see blood?"

"You are okay because you were vaccinated..."

"Then why don't you fight? You always have a reason...artillery! Did you see that thing that is as unlucky as a tombstone? Blow it down for me!"