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

Well!

Cozz glanced at Lin Fan with disgust, then he covered his head and stood up slowly, resisting the mental impact of the murmurs.

His situation is much better than that of Jaghatai. After so many years of suffering from prophecies and visions, Curze's understanding of himself can be said to be quite clear.

Rumblings resounded in Curze's mind, shaking his soul all the time, and the midnight ghost remained motionless.

"Hello."

Lin Fan extended his hand, but Cozi didn't appreciate it. He squinted his eyes and looked around, thinking about why he was in this place.

ah! It was this guy, he knocked himself out.

How amazing!

An outsider!

What a strange guy! Able to fight back and forth with the Primarch who liberated the essence of the warp!

Maybe it's not a matter of going back and forth. He has a pretty terrifying advantage.

Cozz glanced at Lin Fan quickly and found that he still maintained the innocent and ridiculous posture of extending his hand.

He thought death was the end, but the curse his father left on him was obviously unwilling to let him go so easily.

How long has he been wandering in the shadow of history?

Even Coze himself can’t figure it out!

With that said, Cozz would also like to thank Lin Fan in front of him for freeing him from the meaningless reincarnation.

Kurtz grinned at Lin Fan, bloodthirsty and dangerous, and then he also held Lin Fan's hand.

"I have never witnessed you in a prophecy."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Coze's expression changed. He suddenly found that the tingling sensation in his brain disappeared, and the illusion that was almost the same as reality did not appear.

Curze longed for the day when he would be freed from the prophetic visions. He was fed up with the cowardly feeling of being helpless and trembling in the visions of death and the doomsday of destruction, and he was fed up with the epileptic frenzy every time he had a seizure.

But he is also afraid of losing the ability to predict. If there is no prediction, how will he face the crazy and disorderly future?

Maybe he will make a mistake in this step, and he will make a mistake in the next step. Then he will get further and further away from his justice, and eventually become a cruel and unaware butcher like his brother!

Kurtz held his breath, and his whole body stood upright like a sword inserted into the ground. He stared at Lin Fan, extracting this person's information from his past memory.

There is nothing, he should not be here, and Curze will not escape the cycle of history.

However, he did not have time to continue sorting out the chaotic memories. The disordered space was changing. Ancient stone pillars and new crystal towers complemented each other. Countless pavilions and window sills contrasted with each other, unfolding symmetrically like a kaleidoscope.

"It's actually quite beautiful." Lin Fan sighed.

pretty?

Coates glanced around roughly, he didn't dare to look too closely. These scenes together formed one of the oldest fears of mankind. This is an art of fright that is even more advanced than torture.

The building lacks due popularity, activity and purpose, and exists with an ominous atmosphere of abandonment. The darkness in the corner casts glances and whispers at Coates, tempting him to get closer.

Nothing good will ever happen there.

"Is there something somewhere?" Lin Fan noticed that Coz was a little nervous and let his senses avoid an area specifically.

Lin Fan quickly leaned over, and the strange sound of his feet hitting the ground made Cozi feel uncomfortable all over. Finally, with his peripheral vision, he saw Lin Fan approaching a dark window.

There is an unknown creature at the window. It is a terrifying existence that Curze cannot clearly see in his prophecy and memory.

In the countless scenes that Kurtz once predicted, the forms of the creatures behind the window are different. The only thing that is the same is the extreme aggressiveness towards foreign objects.

Under the pale smile were scarlet teeth. The nightmare gradually approached from the window, and then suddenly jumped out and attacked Lin Fan.

Kurtz was not sure whether Lin Fan would be fine. Although he had tried every means in the historical projection, it was not an attack in essence, but a kind of psychological shock.

A person with a strong will can naturally ignore this terrifying psychological offensive, but as long as he exposes a little bit of fear and fear, Coze can follow the gap to amplify the fear and scare him to death.

kill him!

Cozz shouted in his heart that he was Lin Fan just because of his pale smile.

"This thing is so abstract. It's just like paper animation." Lin Fan uttered casually, and then his pale smile changed from an uncertain concept to a certain one.

A piece of paper lay softly in Lin Fan's hand, and the entire space suddenly became orderly. Although there was only a trace of order, it was still a huge change in this crazy world.

"I really don't know why you are afraid of a piece of paper. Although this picture is indeed a bit scary, I don't think it can scare a Primarch." Lin Fan casually crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it on the ground out of boredom, and then Step by step closer to Coze.

Now Kurtz began to feel afraid of Lin Fan. This human-like thing was no different from the madness he sensed here.

Why does he call his name again and again? Calling other Primarchs by their names? Do you still know everything about your past and psychological journey?

Have I not escaped the reincarnation of history? Is this another manifestation of the curse?

Cozz suddenly collapsed, his already pale face turned even paler, his shiny black hair wanted to stand on end, and his eyes staring at Lin Fan revealed a horrifying horror.

Lin Fan stopped. He looked at Cozi as pitifully as a frightened cat. Then he looked back and asked, "Is there something behind me?"

Cozz nodded stiffly, as long as Lin Fan could stay away from him.

Lin Fan rubbed his head in confusion, then turned around and walked deeper into the building complex.

He looked at a small lamp with a lampshade. The hazy yellow light made Lin Fan feel that his eyes were foggy, so Lin Fan removed the lampshade.

The small light bulb was dirty, so Lin Fan unscrewed it with his hands, not caring about being injured by electric shock.

Circles of dust on it stared at Lin Fan's hands like eyes. They showed more mental pollution, but for Lin Fan, this was just a dust problem that needed to be solved urgently.

Lin Fan casually wiped it twice with his palm. Lin Fan felt it was very clean, and then screwed the light bulb back in again.

The light in Uneasy Drowsiness was bright and clean, and Lin Fan was very satisfied with this.

The scene is more orderly.

In the void, the throne of the Silent King floats slowly. He is quite close to the huge spherical mechanical structure. Even with only his mechanical eyes, he can directly observe the details of the mechanical structure.

The Silent King sighed, he activated the throne and captured the fleeing bystanders.

"Did you complete your mission?"

"Of course I do! Fulfill your promise!" the bystander said confidently and impatiently.

The Silent King sighed and released the bystanders, and then a screen appeared in front of him, and the Silent King wrote and drew on it.

"The Death Record of the Outsiders."