Lin Fan started running in the hulk. Nothing could stop his pace. Even the best drilling machine that the universe could produce could not compare with Lin Fan's efficiency.

The heavy metal wall was directly knocked out of a human-shaped gap, and Lin Fan suddenly fell downwards.

The ruined ship just disappeared and was replaced by a group of palaces standing amid lightning and thunder.

The spiers of the palace were pierced with the bodies of many people, and blood mixed with the rain and flowed down, filling the gaps in the marble bricks.

Surrounded by the palace spiers, there was the most magnificent palace, crudely decorated with chains and spikes. Blood River fiercely pushed open the door more than ten meters high, and rushed straight towards Lin Fan.

How come this picture is becoming more and more abstract and stream-of-consciousness.

Lin Fan frowned, always feeling that he was in a mentally ill inner world, not a place where reality existed.

Familiar white cracks sank downwards, splitting the sky like lightning. Just when Lin Fan thought he was about to be transported to the next timeline, these white cracks all fell in one direction.

That's Curze's spot!

Lin Fan's eyes widened in surprise. He directly threw his light spear and appeared at the door where the blood river was flowing.

"Judgement!"

Cozz's voice suddenly rang in Lin Fan's ears, and the surrounding scene quickly changed towards the Great Court.

"Trial of guilt!"

The sound sounded again, Lin Fan was bound by chains, and there were four tall space warriors in front of and behind him.

These Space Marines have faces like Curze's, but without eyes or expressions.

"What does this mean?" Lin Fan shouted in confusion, only to receive Coz's next roar.

"Guilty! Execution!"

Now Lin Fan was lying on a guillotine. The changes were so fast that his mind couldn't turn around for a while.

The next moment, an illusory guillotine penetrated his neck, and then the jury, who had the same face as Coates, screamed in horror.

"He's alive! He's alive!"

"Sins are not judged! There is no justice in this world!"

"The sinner is guilty! The judge is guilty! Who will judge the judge!"

This chaotic scream left Lin Fan confused. He first looked around to satisfy his curiosity, and then ran in the direction of Coze.

"Judgment!" A knot appeared around Lin Fan's neck.

"Judgment!" Lin Fan was tied up with an electric shock chair.

"Judgment!" Hundreds of skinning knives of different models were wandering around Lin Fan.

None of these caused effective harm. Curze roared again and again for the failure of the trial, and then the execution methods he displayed became more and more extreme and crazy.

The last palace door was kicked open by Lin Fan. At the deepest part was a throne made of bones, with many pillars inserted randomly in the hall.

The pillars are all filled with mortals. They have all kinds of occupations: scavengers, wanderers, nobles, soldiers, workers, and scientists.

There were all Space Marines on the pillars. They were from various legions. The most numerous were the Night Lords. Their dark blue armor formed a rippling ocean.

The pillars around the throne were interspersed with the body of the original body. Their eyelids were cut off, and their eyes were staring directly at an angel-shaped shadow above the throne.

Lin Fan thought it was Sanguinius at first, but when he got closer, he realized that it was Curze.

An executed Coze was hung up by chains. There should be a big hole in his back. The ribs were broken and extracted together with the flesh and tendons to form the rough structure of the wings.

The pale and gloomy face was cut open by a knife. From a distance, it looked like a smile, but up close, it felt like a loss.

This is so artistic. Only Slaanesh can appreciate art. At least Lin Fan didn't like this bloody and stabbing scene.

"Hey? Conrad Coates!" Lin Fa shouted. He knew that the shadow on the throne was Coze. After all, those white cracks were pierced into his brain without the protection of bones.

These white cracks replaced the black hair that Kurtz originally had, and the murmuring and sobbing darkness cast its gaze at Lin Fan.

Millions of bats surged out of the shadows of the entire palace. These bats screamed "judgment" and justice. They displayed countless torture instruments and laws and released them all on Lin Fan's body.

Maybe they would have a more subtle way of using them, but to Lin Fan, these bats just threw torture tools and books on him.

To be honest, even if the orcs only had bricks left, they would not throw them out in such a chaotic manner.

"Why? Why aren't you being judged? There is nothing that cannot be judged. Unless you are not guilty." The bat neighed.

"I don't know. Don't you, a judge, not know this?" Lin Fan asked back.

The bats fell silent. They flapped their wings and rushed toward the shadow on the throne, filling his body and supporting him.

Coze sat on the throne, his dark pupils full of thoughts. He placed a blood book called Justice in his left hand and an unbalanced scale in his right hand.

Lin Fan looked at the decorations in Coze's hand, thinking that this was probably Coze's understanding of justice.

There is no justice or fairness in this world, only the judgment of blood is the most real.

"Outsiders. You shouldn't be here. You are not in my prophecy." Coze said hoarsely.

"Many people say so." Lin Fan shrugged indifferently, "They all said that I was not included in the prophecy."

"So what are you going to do?"

"save you?"

"Ha!" Curze raised his head and sneered, then sank into the shadow of the throne and disappeared.

Lin Fan watched helplessly as Coze's red shadow spread, even to the ground beneath his feet.

"So I'm stepping on you? It's kind of weird, it's like in your stomach or on your stomach. Would you feel comfortable with that?"

"You make me feel sick."

"Okay, I'm sorry."

The bats attacked again. This time they did not throw the torture tools on Lin Fan, but got into the body on the pillar, allowing these people to attack Lin Fan.

"Show me how the unjustifiable judge!"

Curze's roar started the battle. Although the original body was the farthest away from Lin Fan, they were the first to attack Lin Fan.

On the way they ran, there were only Space Marines who were crushed to pieces and mortals who were trampled into meat pies.

Chagatai was the first to dodge beside Lin Fan. His broadsword was as fast as lightning and thunder, slashing fiercely towards Lin Fan's throat.

The broadsword shattered and then recovered the next moment. Chagatai didn't care about this at all and continued to attack like a wind demon.

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