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

The eight storms all weakened, and the war field hidden under their huge shadows also revealed a gray and cold color.

The roar of the Khorne daemon became lower and lower, and its strong body wasted away. The Daemons of Khorne who wreaked havoc on the Ark of Bietan could not even lift their weapons, and those Daemons who split tanks like butter could not kill even a single Expeditionary Force soldier now.

Perturabo was extremely shocked as he watched an expeditionary soldier shout for the Emperor, then cut off the ankle of a big devil with a bayonet, stabbing dozens of vampires to death by the way.

The weakness of one side means the strength of the other. As the symbol and extension of Slaanesh's power, the Slaanesh demon can naturally perceive the novel experience of Slaanesh sucking Khorne.

Lin Fan watched as the palm composed of demons slowly retreated from the storm. The graceful lines were gone. Instead, it showed pathological bloat, and the smooth skin was torn.

"Was he cut off by Nurgle?" Lin Fan couldn't help but mutter to himself.

The palms slowly spread apart, and the fused demons also separated into independent forms. Lin Fan was shocked by the groups of fat and bloated people.

"Old...Master..."

Frowning and carefully identifying the voice, Lin Fan realized that the ball-like thing next to him was Shalaxi.

"You...why are you like this?"

"Madam, she is sucking the power of the blood god. We can't digest it, so she is getting bloated..."

Shalaxi finished speaking with difficulty, and then she stared at the sky with a dazed look, while moans and blood foam slowly overflowed from her mouth.

"Are you comfortable or uncomfortable?"

"It's painful...but novel!"

Looking at Shalashi with a silly smile on his face, Lin Fan knew that Slaanesh was out of control. He jumped into the storm and saw the misty pink-purple eating away at the red. Every squirm of the pink-purple was accompanied by a creepy sucking sound, and the red became lighter.

"Slaanesh! Slaanesh!" Lin Fan shouted towards the large swath of mixed colors, and a wisp of purple slowly came closer to form a rough human shape.

"Oh... dear..." Slaanesh smiled softly. She had no lips, revealing her sharp teeth that were soaked in blood. Her teeth and mouth were severely corroded, and there were densely packed blood sores and blisters. Together.

Slaanesh had a belly as big as a ball. When it shook, Lin Fan was worried that the tight skin in his belly would explode. "What's the matter?"

It seemed that Slaanesh was not very conscious, so Lin Fan could only use the simplest words to order Slaanesh to stop drinking Khorne.

"Stop?" Slaanesh tilted her head in confusion. She blinked her eyes full of addiction and asked Lin Fan, "Let me keep eating, and Khorne will die... You don't want to see this day." Coming?"

"I want to see your positive and negative balance, rather than completely die. And you look very bad now. Don't you realize your injuries?"

"Injury?" Slaanesh yawned indifferently, "Pain is a part of life... Well... forget it, since you don't like it, then I won't eat it..."

The gathered human form disappeared, and the purple-pink color quickly receded from the slightly dull red color.

The drastic reduction in power left Khorne weakened, and for the first time since his birth, the Warp no longer echoed with Khorne's roar. Not only that, the constant sound of lustful laughter also disappeared. Slaanesh, who was too full to digest, was too lazy to move a finger.

The silence and weakness of the two gods aroused Lin Fan's worry, and the subspace echoed with a sense of tranquility like stagnant water. This situation only makes Nurgle's power grow stronger.

Lin Fan couldn't understand why the situation turned out like this, but he knew that this was all arranged by Tzeentch, and maybe a fraudster could be added.

But why did Tzeentch do this?

He blew himself up and even gave up some of his authority. He also led both Khorne and Slaanesh to suffer losses. Now it seems that only Nurgle has suffered little damage and gained a lot in this battle between gods.

After thinking about it for a long time, I have no idea.

Since Nurgle's power will expand, then just go and cripple Nurgle.

During the period when the four gods are weak, the subspace should be much more stable, and then we can take this opportunity to deal with other problems.

Such as the invading swarm, the hidden C'tan, the internal struggles of the Empire, saving the Emperor from the toilet, getting the other Primarchs back...

There is still a lot of work to be done.

Lin Fan used the light spear to return to the road leading to the storm. The road was full of overfed Slaanesh demons who could not move. They struggled to say hello to Lin Fan, but Lin Fan also told them not to do so.

"What should we do with Bietan's Ark? Shalash, do you have any clues?"

"Just reverse the boat and pull it out."

"Won't you bleed heavily?"

"He won't be so squandering now..."

"Where's Angron? Where's the big Angron I have here?" Lin Fan searched for a long time but didn't see Angron. "Have you seen it?"

A Slaanesh demon pointed at a place. Lin Fan followed the guidance and found the Butcher's Nail floating in a pool of blood.

"Is this all Angron has left?" Lin Fan couldn't believe it, but he knew that the Slaanesh demon would not deceive him.

Lin Fan fished out the Butcher's Nail from the blood pool with a heavy heart. He couldn't figure out how to use this thing to save Angron.

"Or does this blood count?"

To be on the safe side, Lin Fan also collected the blood pool with the Butcher's Nail floating on it. The bag containing the blood was given to him by a Slaanesh demon.

Returning to Bietan's Ark, the battle here is over. Lin Fan has always been on the edge of the battle between Slaanesh and Khorne, and his perception of time is not obvious. But for the soldiers and civilians in Bietan's Ark, they have resisted the invasion of Khorne's demonic army for eight days.

The largest number of casualties occurred from the invasion of Khorne's demon army after the impact. The unorganized expeditionary soldiers, even if they had quite sophisticated equipment, were unable to compete with the demons one on one.

Moreover, the Eldar were frightened and suppressed by the roar of Khorne, and their combat capabilities were greatly reduced. At the same time, they were unable to cast the psychic spells they were proud of.

Only Space Marines such as the Lamenters, Ultramarines, and Black Templars can survive the demonic attack for a long time. They were also the first counterattack force organized by the Primarchs. This battle proved that Space Marines were an indispensable part of the army, and many Space Marines no longer worried that they would be replaced by Expeditionary Force soldiers.

Different positioning, different division of labor, that's all.

The dissipation of Khorne's power also allowed the communication equipment to recover, and Lin Fan relied on Perturabo's coordinates to find the headquarters.