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

This tear was particularly obvious in the turbid environment, and Lin Fan could see the reflection of his own body on it.

The image of tears twisted around and turned into an arrow pointing in a certain direction. This immediately reminded Lin Fan of the second god in the realm of Nurgle, Isa, the spirit goddess of life. Could it be that Isa was guiding Lin Fan to get rid of Nurgle's attention at this time? Or directly guide Lin Fan to rescue Isa?

Lin Fan blinked twice and felt that he was helpless to deal with Nurgle at this moment, so he might as well go to Isa to meet her and see what she thought.

Lin Fan followed the guidance of his tears and jumped off the flower. Although he could not clean up the demons summoned by Nurgle, no one could stop him if he wanted to leave.

Lin Fan relied on the prompts from his tears to determine the direction in the boundless miasma, and used his light spear to move quickly. There were countless Carrion Mountains and Demonic Gardeners that he penetrated along the way, and Lin Fan also saw a basin surrounded by mountains during the sprint.

From a distance, the basin is still flooded with disgusting colors of yellow and green, but there is no thick miasma that obscures the general appearance of the basin. From the top of the mountain, Lin Fan could see a dying garden in the basin and a crooked spire pushed up by mud. It seems that the owners who built these buildings have tried their best to display the culture of the Eldar in the realm of Nurgle, but were forced to make this poor appearance due to material problems.

Presumably this is the residence provided by Nurgle for Isa? Lin Fan turned around and found that Nurgle's demons were still far away from him. These staggering rotting corpses were abnormally slow. Only the flies that buzzed and flapped their wings could be considered fast units.

Hehe, this is enough time. Lin Fan threw a spear of light at the center of the basin, and the next moment he flashed into it, and the tear that had been guiding him fell to the ground. In an instant, flowers and grass bloomed at Lin Fan's feet, and then inevitably changed in the direction of corruption.

The patter of footsteps sounded, and Lin Fan looked along the sound, only to see a slender and graceful Eldar woman walking out of the dim mud pagoda door. Her pointed ears and clothes full of Eldar symbols had proven that her identity.

But Isa's current situation doesn't look good. Lin Fan has seen many spirit races, men and women, old and young. These Eldar who believe in different cultures always have one thing in common, that is, you rarely see signs of illness on their bodies.

Humans will have a runny nose and cough when they have a cold. When you are angry, you will have nosebleeds and acne. But the Eldar are not like this. Their faces are just not as lively as before, and their ears are drooped. Other than that, there is no other abnormality in their bodies. Snot and acne cannot be treated on the bodies of the Eldar. See.

At this moment, Isa is different from the children she loves. Her face is covered with a dense layer of red bumps, and her arms are stained like vitiligo. Fortunately, this situation is not permanent. Lin Fan can see that the acne on Isa's face is fading away little by little. The acne is glowing with an unhealthy red color, but none of the acne has reached the pustule level of the Nurgle Demon. Standard, and the spots on Isa’s arms have no tendency to change towards malignant ringworm.

It can only be said that now that Nurgle's power is soaring, Isa's power to deal with the Nurgle plague is somewhat stretched.

Isa gave Lin Fan a friendly smile. This smile was not pretty when it appeared on a face full of acne, but it was enough to be called the most powerful person in this hellish place called Nurgle Realm.

"Hello Isa, I..."

"There is no need to say these words. I already know your existence from the children."

That really saved a lot of explanation time. Lin Fan nodded, and then Isa continued, "I sincerely ask you, please take me out of Nurgle's garden, okay?" After that, Isa pinched it with her fingers. The hem of her skirt revealed her white ankles, which were wrapped with shackles of thorns woven by Nurgle himself.

Lin Fan did not rush to break the shackles on Isa's ankles. This thing must have a close connection with Nurgle. Breaking it would probably attract Nurgle who was focused on making soup again. He wanted to hear what Isa's plans were. Although the spirit god in front of him was kind and did not seem like a god that should exist in this universe, it did not mean that Isa became stupid because of his kindness.

"Haha~" Isa laughed softly a few times, and then her laughter seemed a little shaky because of the phlegm. She glanced at Lin Fan with an apologetic look. Isa held her throat with one hand and hummed a few times, and then He coughed up the phlegm in his throat.

So good... Lin Fan was so moved that he wanted to cry. He finally saw a normal guy in this world who could clean up the phlegm. His ears were already suffering from the sea of ​​phlegm.

drink...vomit...

Lin Fan's face, which had just been touched, was beaten until it was stiff by Isa spitting on the ground. He did not expect that Isa's quality had dropped so much after staying here with Nurgle for a long time. If this were the realm of Khorne, the spitting Isa would definitely have to be imprisoned and receive 800 lashes.

Lin Fan's thoughts were well displayed by his eyes. Isa's acne-covered face turned red, and then she explained to Lin Fan, "I just let objects of the same nature stay together."

Lin Fan lowered his head and looked at the ground, and said with sudden realization, "Ah, that's it...then your quality is quite high. I misunderstood you."

Seeing that the misunderstanding was resolved, Isa cleared her throat again, and then said to Lin Fan in a beautiful and light voice, "I have recovered a lot of strength now, but don't think of me as a useless vase."

Isa's tone was strange when she said these words, as if Lin Fan was the biggest contributor to her recovery of strength.

Lin Fan blinked twice, and then heard the emperor's intermittent voice, "I... have sent reinforcements for you... they will be there soon..."

Reinforcements? Who can be my reinforcement at this juncture? The Cursed Legion? Or the Imperial Guard?

Lin Fan thought as he leaned over to help Isha get rid of the shackles. He held Isha's feet with one hand and grabbed the shackles with the other hand. He pulled hard, and the shackles that were indestructible in Isha's eyes became It twisted, and the thorns on the shackles inevitably stabbed Isa's ankle.

Bright red blood flowed out and then turned dark, and the wounds on Isa's ankles also left ugly bruises.