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

"Seriously, you can start slower." Lin Fan was sitting on the Space Wolves' transport plane wearing a rag he didn't know where to pull from. Opposite him, Kaiser White Fang had a sad look on his face. Touching the fragments of the frost battle ax in his hand.

As for Wodehouse, the rune priest who fell into corrosion and psychic chaos fell into a coma after being slapped by Lin Fan, but the aura of chaos on his body had dissipated. It is believed that after a long rest, this venerable Rune Priest can once again serve the Emperor.

Lin Fan was still a little scared and asked Cather if White Fang would settle the score with him when Wodehouse woke up.

Cather White Fang just collected the fragments of his broken Frost Battle Ax in heartache, and then told Lin Fan that Wodehouse would not know who slapped him.

"Well, everyone was very nervous and grieving at that time, and very alert to any movement. Who would have known that it was really you." Cather White Fang put away the fragments of the battle ax in his hand, and prepared to go back to find the Mechanic Priest to see them Can you fix it? If you can't fix it, you have to go to the Iron Priest.

The moment the ax hit Lin Fan's head, Kaiser White Fang had already confirmed that the one in front of him was the real one. After all, the feel of the fight was so familiar, but it was a pity that under his unrestrained anger, Under the blow, the frost battle ax that had accompanied him for countless years turned into another dead soul that was crushed by Lin Fan's head.

But at least except for the axe, everyone was in good condition, and the old guy Wodehouse was able to survive. This made Cather White Fang a lot happy. He subconsciously reached out and touched his wine bottle before realizing It was already empty.

Gavestin and his party are still in a coma. After all, the time flow in the real universe is very full, and it only lasts for ten minutes. But in order to protect Lin Fan, why can he still survive in the hulk without clothes or full-body armor? Problem, Kaiser White Fang and the others had no choice but to wrap Lin Fan in a piece of cloth and call for an imperial ship to send them back.

"How did you come back? Wodehouse and I both believe that you have fallen into the hands of the devil." Cather White Fang adjusted his body to make himself sit more relaxed and comfortable. This comfortable move You won't see this in Space Marine Chapters that value rules and image, such as the Imperial Fists and Ultramarines.

"Ah, it's a long story, but you know I was sent back by Diego."

"Diego? Cardo Diego? The missing Supreme Master of the Gray Knights?"

"Yes, it was him. After we released him from the seal, he used forbidden spells to send me back."

Kaiser was deeply attracted by Lin Fan's words, and continued to ask like a curious person, "Us? Who else?"

Lin Fan closed his mouth, looked at Kaiser White Fang with his eyes, and said nothing.

"Speak quickly! What are you doing standing still?"

Lin Fan was a little entangled, "I'm afraid that if I tell you, you will be too happy and break the boat."

"How is this possible? Wild wolves are ruthless hunters. How can they happily break up ships?" Kaiser dismissed Lin Fan's words, saying that he had experienced hundreds of battles and had seen a lot.

They were obviously just a group of huskies pretending to be wild wolves. After silently complaining about his wolf king and his cubs, Lin Fan cleared his throat and spoke.

"Leman Russ and I fought together in the subspace."

The three gray hunters and their old wolf Kaiser White Fang suddenly stood up, even Wodehouse, who had fallen into a coma, was breathing much faster.

Lin Fan looked at the burning eyes of these tall space warriors looking at him, just like the blood god warriors he saw at the entrance of the arena. He twisted his body nervously and wrapped the cloth tighter around his body.

"Really? Are you telling the truth?"

Although Kaiser asked Lin Fan a question, his excited expression and uncontrollable raising of the corners of his mouth showed that he had completely believed Lin Fan's words. He was so excited that he walked around in circles in the aisle of the transport ship.

Then he suddenly jumped in front of Lin Fan and squatted down so that his eyes were level with Lin Fan's. The other three Gray Hunter Space Marines also followed suit and squatted down together, staring at Lin Fan with their shining eyes. .

"Uh. It's indeed true. I met Leman Russ, humiliated Khorne with him, and finally went to pull Diego up from the coffin."

"I didn't ask you to tell me the outline, let me tell you the details." Kaiser couldn't bear it. He couldn't wait to hear Lin Fan tell him the story about the original body.

"How tall is our father?"

"Does father make good wine?"

"Did he ask you about us?"

"Have we let Father down over the years?"

In the cabin of this Space Wolf transport ship, Lin Fan answered countless questions from the Space Wolf warriors, while Wodehouse, who was sleeping beside him, frowned, as if he was dissatisfied that he could not hear Their father's story.

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In the factory of Mars, a tall technical sage is carefully checking the parameters of the huge battleship in front of him through a data board. This battleship has been completely erased after hundreds of years of consecration prayers and holy ceremonies. The Chaos Corruption, after undergoing complex repairs, will be thrown into the endless stars to once again serve the Emperor.

"Hmph, machine soul?" The great sage seemed a little disdainful. Such blasphemous words were enough to get him formatted tens of thousands of times by the Mechanicus of Mars, but none of the priests around him heard him. The words are still busy with the work in their hands.

"This parameter? Interesting."

The Archsage put down the data pad he had picked up with his mechanical limbs and gave orders to the remaining Mechano-Priests.

++The data of the Heart of Vengeance is normal, and the machine soul is recovering smoothly. According to my calculations, she will be able to show her glory in 150 standard solar days, and she is ready to perform the final consecration and the prayer of all machines, for Ohm The glory of Nicea. ++

++For Omnisiah, for the God of all opportunities. ++

++Now, I have to deal with some other matters. ++

++We will get the job done, Great Sage Tara. ++

Without replying to the priests, the Great Sage of Tara silently drove his body towards the depths of Mars' magnificent factory. He entered his own research room, where he would usually study the sacred voice of the God of All Machines. Conduct detailed study and prayer. But things seem a little different today.

The gear-powered ax in his hand tapped the ground gently, and an invisible and imperceptible membrane covered the surface of the entire room, spreading false information to the outside world.

Any uninvited guest who attempts to enter the room will be blocked by the membrane, sending them into the room containing the Great Sage of Tara and an identical shard, where they can converse and meet without any suspicious loopholes.

The center of the Mechanical Sage's body quickly deformed, and a limb that was completely different from the rest of his body stretched out.

The metal limb looks smoother, denser, and colder. Those priests who transformed their bodies into machines are more human than this metal limb. It is like a black hole of life, swallowing up all the activity around it.

After a few seconds of perception and calculation, Great Sage Tara let out a sigh, mixed with longing and helplessness.

"is it you?"

Huge Factory Mars