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

"Elafren! Work well!"

The last time Lin Fan said this was at Armageddon. He was sitting in the airdrop pod with the fledgling soldiers of the 37th Regiment. The person in charge of operating the airdrop pod was the young Priest Delia.

Now they were flying quickly in the webway, and Elafren piloted the Void Phoenix fighter plane borrowed from Bietan's Ark to dodge the huge crystals that were inexplicably born in the webway.

Behind them were ghouls and other webway monsters chasing after them. Lin Fan could easily deal with these things, but there was obviously no need to waste time here.

"We are almost there, just rush out from this gap!"

"Really? This place looks as bad as the Separation Area of ​​Gemo!" Chagatai stood firmly holding on to the wall. He had only managed to escape from his government work with his life.

There is no need to say much about Perturabo and Dorn. As long as their offices face each other, they will naturally burst out with endless enthusiasm for work.

Fulgrim was quite obedient to Odemeyer's arrangements out of guilt.

However, judging from Jaghatai's observations, Fulgrim's eyes towards Odemeyer have become increasingly strange in the past few days.

No, not only Fulgrim, but even the stone from Dorne would show a slightly different attitude towards Odemair.

Respect, caution, obedience, gentleness, and a touch of joy of recognition.

The three original bodies were fascinated by Odemeyer's busy figure in a white coat, but this was not a sexual admiration, but more like attachment to his mother.

Seriously why is this happening? Why does Odemire wear a full scientific suit and just smile at Fulgrim and Perturabo? The brains of these two tenacious primarchs will shut down and show shy smiles.

Donne would also temporarily put down his work and watch Odemeyer's back quietly.

Chagatai thought for a long time and felt that he had found the cause of this magical phenomenon.

The Emperor had not previously donned his gleaming, awesome armor of the Shinichi, but had walked around in front of the Primarch in the test tube in the same white coat as Odemair.

Perhaps it was this similarity, especially Odemair's superior performance in abilities, that awakened every bit of the Primarch's relationship with the Emperor.

The Primarch then channeled some of his love and respect for the Emperor into the scientists of this Golden Age.

If Leman Russ were here, he would definitely call Odemair his mother in a daze the first time he saw her.

That reckless wolf never hides his innermost thoughts.

How to calculate the relationship?

The Emperor was the pupil of Odemair's father, and if the Primarchs regarded Odemair as their mother, then the Emperor as their father.

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Jaghatai was startled by his thoughts. He shook his head to get rid of the random thoughts in his mind.

I must be tainted by Slaanesh to think such evil things.

He likes writing books very much, but this kind of story is still... How about waiting for peace to come and he writes this kind of story? Change the names of the Emperor and Odemair to names more characteristic of Chogoris.

Seems good?

Chagatai squinted his eyes and stroked his beard. He felt that inspiration was pouring out of him, and the basic outline of a unique work was quickly being constructed in his mind.

From the ancient history books in the Terran Library, Chagatai remembered that this behavior was called - knocking CP.

"Hey!" Elafren's exclamation made Jaghatai focus on the present moment, and the Void Phoenix fighter crashed out of the gap in the webway.

The dark, broken, and disturbing webway finally disappeared from the eyes of Jaghatai, replaced by a dying sky woven with dark red and insect shadows.

"Jaghatai, you are responsible for protecting Elafren and the Eldar Prophet, asking them to find the core synapse creature of the Hive Fleet as soon as possible and contact me!"

Lin Fan finished speaking quickly, and the spear of light appeared in his hand. Lin Fan threw the spear at a fierce woman insect in the sky.

The legs of this fierce woman insect have completely degenerated, leaving only its huge wings, and more than twenty deadly gargoyles hanging under its abdomen. They are the biological weapons used by the insect swarm to conquer the sky.

The insects became active the moment the Void Phoenix fighter appeared. It was not because of Lin Fan and Chagatai, but mainly because the body of the spirit race that was soaked in spiritual energy was too tempting, and the spiritual aura it exuded could not be dissipated. The picky Hive Mind has a voracious appetite.

The tough woman insect plunged downwards, opening its bloody mouth and preparing to suffocate the fighter. Lin Fan came to his mouth with a spear and punched his head to pieces.

When Lin Fan attracted the insect's attention, the Void Phoenix fighter also entered a stealth state. Elafren operated the aircraft to dodge the floating acid spores.

The Eldar Seer in the plane struggled to mobilize his spiritual energy, and the warp became suffocatingly sticky under the influence of the Hive Mind.

By constructing a ritual, taking a correct position, and with the help of energy storage runes, the prophets were finally able to sink their souls into the warp.

No demons, no chaos.

Only an endless hunger surrounded the Prophet, which was completely different from the hunger of Slaanesh.

The prophets stared at the hungry shadows, and the hungry shadows also looked at these delicious foods.

"Loser."

The disdainful roar drove away the prophet's soul. They gasped and knelt on the ground. The soul that returned to the body still had a shocking feeling of fear.

"Have you found it?" Chagatai asked without turning his head as he tore open a gargoyle that had climbed onto the boat.

"I found it."

Lin Fan received the communication from the Eldar prophet. He said he understood and asked Irafren to take people to find a safe place.

In his perception, his position was covered by the firepower spit out by the insects.

The rain of bullets spewed out by the biochemical cannon was as dense as large-scale hail. As an oversized death spit gun, all he could shoot out were maggots filled with corrosive liquid.

The land around Lin Fan was completely soaked in acid, and the green-purple poisonous gas could kill all non-Tyranid creatures.

But for Lin Fan, the worst thing was that the solid ground under his feet turned into a muddy swamp.

"Tsk. That insect is the Insect Saint, right? Why does it feel much bigger than the Emperor Titan?"

Looking at the active spitting mountain in the distance, Lin Fan threw his spear at a living battleship in the sky and observed the specific location of the Insect Saint on the planet from the bottom of the battleship.

The Insect Saint was surrounded by the battle suits and armored troops of the Tau Empire, and the insects were mixed in, purple and white. Lin Fan really couldn't tell how many troops were concentrated in this place from the rain of bullets rising from the ground.

However, there were several huge battle suits inside that attracted Lin Fan's interest. They should be the latest combat weapons of the Tau Empire.

The Insect Saint can have different body shapes and appearances depending on the hatching time and biomass. (It seems to be just a product of gene stacking, not considered the core of the insect nest troops