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

Khorne's world-destroying blade covers the sky, just like the so-called great move in the novel, and the energy in the entire field is moving closer to that terrifying giant sword.

The two-headed eagle that had been silent around Lin Fan's neck finally moved this time.

The double-headed eagle with flashing golden light looked so small and vulnerable in front of the sword of Khorne. The next moment, the small wooden statue given to him by the emperor rapidly expanded and changed until it formed. A golden figure about the same size as Khorne.

A long sword burning with golden pure flames collided with Khorne's heavy sword filled with pure fury and blood. The shock wave caused was enough to destroy the entire inner circle of the Brass Fortress.

Lin Fan saw the shock wave coming, quickly fell down, and inserted his hands deeply into the floor of the arena to fix his body, while Leman Russ beside him looked at him in a daze. That golden giant, the wind and waves caused by the shock wave caused the wolf fang necklace and cloak on his armor to flutter, but he himself remained motionless in such a violent storm.

On the other hand, if Lin Fan's arms weren't embedded as firmly as the nails of a mountaineering pick, his light body might have been blown away and landed in an unknown corner of subspace.

The apocalyptic collision was over. Except for Leman Russ and Lin Fan, there were no living people in the entire arena. They all died in the shock wave that was enough to sweep away everything. The magnificent brass pillar arena turned into There was a ruins, and the brass fortress built around it was in chaos.

"You...it's you again..."

Khorne stared at the golden figure in front of him angrily, and once again waved the heavy sword, and the two giant gods began to fight in the high air that belonged to them.

The sound of weapons colliding continued to be heard, and shock waves followed their collisions, sweeping away everything remaining in the city. The angry roar of the Blood God resounded throughout the subspace, while the golden giant remained expressionless.

"Father..." A tear streaked across the corner of Leman Russ's eyes. Ever since the Emperor sat on the Golden Throne, the guilt of not being able to catch up with Terra for the final battle had been tormenting his heart. He was here Wandering in this kind of pain, and decided to self-exile into the subspace, hoping to make some atonement by hunting demons and traitors, but now. He once again saw the power of his father, the glory of the Lord of mankind.

Lin Fan also inserted his legs on the floor, and then moved his feet as if they were flowing deep water. This solid solid iron block was like real flowing water, disintegrating as Lin Fan moved, and continued to As he gave in, the repairing power given to him by the subspace also continued to restore the deep cuts made by Lin Fan's legs.

"Hey! Riemann, what should we do now."

Lin Fan patted Riemann's armor and found that he had no reaction. He just stared at the Emperor who was fighting Khorne without blinking. Like a puppy meeting an owner he hadn't seen for three years, Lin Fan felt that he could already see the thick tail wagging behind Leman Russ.

Khorne was held back by the God-Emperor, but he still remembered the humiliation of that damn mortal comparing himself to that weakling Khaine.

With a casual glance, the dead Blood God warriors and the Valkyrie who were killed by a sneak attack were reborn under his gaze.

Lin Fan watched helplessly as the warriors were pieced together again by blood and flesh, looking for Omar, but unfortunately, Omar did not appear in front of Lin Fan again. This veteran of the World Eaters Company Maybe really dead forever.

And the Emperor wouldn't just let the Blood God chase Lin Fan and the others like this. His eyes were filled with golden light. He didn't even need to lower his gaze specifically. Golden beams of light fell from the highest level of the sky. It penetrated the thick scarlet clouds covering the Blood God's realm, and then fell to the ground.

In the brilliance of light and the leaping of flames, batches of armors are embellished with tomb insignia, wearing black ceramic armor, with unquenchable flames burning all over their bodies. The helmets are the ultimate symbol of the purity of the empire, without any changes. skull.

This all proves that they are the immortal warriors of the Emperor, the loyal undead who have returned from the dead, and the supreme will that appears at the most desperate moment on the battlefield of the Empire - the Cursed Legion.

Gold version of Khorne's Daemon Legion (bang!)

The Space Marines could not catch up with them and could only watch in confusion as they quickly swept everything away and then mysteriously disappeared out of thin air.

But Lin Fan had a different view. Those flaming armors, black armors with skulls and numerous skull decorations, ruthless and efficient killing machines, ultimate warriors born only for the emperor.

I understand! The blood god's army is actually similar, except that it changes from black to red.

when!

It seemed that he was angered by Lin Fan's blasphemous thoughts, and the Emperor's originally relatively easy duel showed signs of being suppressed by Khorne. The emperor even deliberately twisted his eyes and glanced at Lin Fan with a slight reproach.

A more chaotic battle began. The warriors who were constantly resurrected under the power of the Blood God pounced on the Cursed Legion one by one. Two armies belonging to different gods were engaged in a fierce battle at the core of the Blood God's domain.

The soldiers of the Cursed Legion did not even load their ammunition. The bolt gun with the dual function of combustion and explosion seemed to have an infinite number of bullets, and the muzzle of the gun that constantly spit out explosive bombs did not even overheat.

The Blood God's warriors charged into battle against the firepower of the Cursed Legion. They were continuously shot into balls of burning blood mist, but they rejoined the battlefield after rapid reversals and combinations.

The resurrected Valkyrie has become stronger visibly to the naked eye. Even the flaming bombs cannot harm her at all. Every time the spear in her hand is thrown, several warriors are broken and disappear into a wisp of flame. , and then more warriors fell from the golden light and flames, filling in the missing battle lines.

Is this a war in subspace? A war of attrition with no end in sight?

Lin Fan watched the two sides fight extremely fiercely, but there was no sign of weakening. Just like the Soviet Union and Germany with unlimited resources in World War II, they continued to send a steady stream of troops to the city of Stalingrad, and the real victory on the battlefield was It depends on who is better, the Father of Steel or the Oiler, who can knock the other out completely in the ring to be the winner.

The battle between the Emperor and Khorne is between the two in the boxing ring. As for who is the Father of Steel, to be honest, Lin Fan can't say. After all, no matter how you think about it, Khorne's army should be redder in color.

As if he was angered by Lin Fan's idea again, the Emperor gritted his teeth and spoke: "Take Leman Russ away."

"Huh? Oh." Lin Fan heard that for the first time, the emperor seemed to speak to him with his mouth instead of directly using the chat room, and he felt a little uncomfortable for a moment.

"Riemann is gone!" Lin Fan patted Leman Russ's armor again, but the stubborn wolf didn't make any move and still stared at the emperor's figure. It had been too long since he had seen his father and he missed him so much.

Lin Fan didn't care too much at this time, and directly grabbed the gap in the power armor of Leman Russ's upper body with one hand, and dragged him back with the other hand.

Leman Russ, who was motionless despite being blown by the storm, was dragged away by Lin Fan. He turned around and looked angrily at Lin Fan, who was pulling his armor. His eyes were scarlet, like a furious wolf king. He stamped his feet hard on the ground, vowing to stop Lin Fan's movements.

But he failed. In his extremely shocked eyes, he saw the close friction between his feet and the Shentie Arena, even creating brilliant sparks. However, Lin Fan's speed did not stop at all and he continued to run forward. .

"Let me go! Boy! You can't just take me away!!" Leman Russ struggled fiercely, trying to escape from Lin Fan's hands, but unfortunately, no matter how he grabbed the ground or twisted, Even if he moved his body, he could not stop Lin Fan's footsteps.

"Didn't you hear? The Emperor told us to run!"

"I didn't catch up with the Battle of Terra! I didn't catch up with the Battle of the Ultimate Gate! Now my father needs help! But you dragged me and let me continue my shameful escape?!"

Riemann blushed and punched Lin Fan on the head, but unfortunately nothing happened.

"Riemann, let's go, you still have a mission."

Riemann listened blankly to his father's voice in his head and clenched his fists. Then he showed a relieved expression.

"Hey kid, let's run, but you have to stop first."

"why?"

"Because you're too slow."

Riemann hugged Lin Fan who stopped, put him on his shoulders, and then drove his strong demigod body to run quickly.