Chapter 843 You Look Delicious

Lin Fan and the Slaanesh demons were getting closer and closer to the first storm. When standing near the storm, the surreal sense of the warp caused by the distortion of the subspace became more and more obvious.

The storm was surrounded by eight brass walls inlaid with skulls. The gates leading to the next circle of walls were tightly closed. These gates would only be opened if the intruder passed the test of Khorne and proved his courage and honor.

This rule applies to all existences in this universe. Even the lawless Slaanesh demons cannot ignore the symbolic meaning of the gates.

With a bang, those brass walls that were recorded as indestructible were knocked down by Lin Fan. The joy of breaking the rules made the Slaanesh demons around Lin Fan even more excited. Their rapid advance even caused the Khorne demon army that formed the army to be broken.

The eight high walls turned into ruins under Lin Fan's indestructible fist, and the broken brass and blood paved a wide road leading directly to the storm.

Lin Fan saw a scarlet lonely shadow guarding the end of the road from afar. The scarlet body and brass armor were not much different from other demons under Khorne. Only the rope-like cables with many hairs, like the long hair of evil spirits, distinguished him from other demons.

Angron, the Lord of Red Sand, was guarding in front of the storm.

As an ascended demon primarch, Angron's combat effectiveness was naturally unquestionable. But it was indeed a bit shabby to send only one demon to defend such a wide road.

Is Khorne delaying my pace in this way?

Lin Fan thought so, and then Angron roared and rushed over. Angron, who was bigger than a knight, had an unstoppable and amazing power. The moment he came into contact with the vanguard of the Slaanesh demon, two heavy axes chopped off the slender bodies of countless Slaanesh demons.

Anger and pain are the best fuel to drive Angron, this irrational beast. Angron has no rules at all in close combat. He just uses force to defeat all tricks and exchanges injuries for death.

Lin Fan watched Angron roar while stomping on the ground and violently chopping two Slaanesh demons into pieces, thinking about how to free Angron from Khorne's control.

The Butcher's Nail that accompanied Angron throughout his life naturally became the first item Lin Fan had to deal with.

It was not difficult to hit Angron's violent and broad back with a spear of light. Lin Fan climbed on Angron's back, and the cable of the Lord of Red Sand whipped Lin Fan like a whip.

Lin Fan grabbed these flying Butcher's Nails, and with a sudden force, these Butcher's Nails pulled down with Angron's twisted and hideous back skull.

Angron did not die from this injury. He raised his head and roared to relieve the severe pain. Then he stretched his hand to his back and tried to crush Lin Fan, the damn fly, to death.

Lin Fan was caught by Angron. The huge force that crushed living things and even metal was nothing to him. He only stared at Angron's broken head and watched the Butcher's Nail resurrect again.

Just tearing it apart would not free Angron from the bondage of the Butcher's Nail. This cruel device had been deeply imprinted in the depths of Angron's broken soul. Other ways must be found.

Lin Fan thought for a while and had no clue at all. So he decided to open Angron's tightly grasped palm and deal with the storm problem first.

Lin Fan broke his fingers directly. Before the power of the subspace could repair Angron's injuries, Lin Fan jumped on Angron's neck.

Angron roared at Lin Fan, and Lin Fan could only see the endless red light from Angron's mouth. Lin Fan took the opportunity to throw the last unopened nuclear bomb into Angron's mouth, "I hope this will make you quiet for a while."

Angron was indeed much quieter in the aftermath of the nuclear bomb explosion. He knelt on the ground with his hands on the ground, enduring the long process of the nuclear bomb destroying his demonic body and constantly repairing it. Cracks overflowing with light covered his whole body, and Angron exhaled hot smoke and flames with every heavy breath.

The demons did not take advantage of Angron's temporary loss of combat ability. They avoided Angron and followed Lin Fan closely.

"Woo~" Xia Laxi screamed, "We have never penetrated such a deep territory. Usually, we fight an endless war of attrition at the sixth wall."

Lin Fan nodded. He was not too touched by Xia Laxi's sigh. He just asked, "So what should we do next?"

"Hehe, the next step is for Madam to do." Xia Laxi laughed, and then he melted and blended with all the Slaanesh demons crowded on the storm road, and finally formed a slender palm with purple-black claws.

"Khorne!" Slaanesh shouted excitedly and gritted her teeth. She had been waiting for this day for a long time.

The palm pierced into the unguarded storm, and the storm that was stirred by pulling and pulling did not have the previous violent and fierce power. Slaanesh tried her best to inject the power that was completely opposite to Khorne into it. This disturbance acted on Khorne's body like a poison.

The storm decayed at times, but everyone could see that Slaanesh had gained the upper hand in destroying the storm.

"Hey, hey, hey~ Isn't this Khorne~ I haven't seen you for a few days, and you're so weak?" Slaanesh mocked the silent Khorne with a smug look, and then she found something wrong when she was stabbing her power into the source of Khorne.

The 1% power deficiency of Khorne was very obvious in Slaanesh's eyes. The longer Slaanesh stared, the more hungry he felt.

What would it be like if I tasted it?

Slaanesh suddenly remembered the wonderful feeling when she devoured the gods of the eldar. Now the only delicious snacks left were the goddess of life, Isa, and the god of death, Iniere.

Isa was hidden by Nurgle, and Iniere was brought by Slaanesh. These two gods of the eldar could not be eaten, but Slaanesh could at least let Iniere out to smell the smell to satisfy his craving.

What would Khorne taste like?

As soon as this fresh idea came to mind, Slaanesh uncontrollably crawled on Khorne's wound and sucked it in big mouthfuls.

The conflicting forces were rampant in Slaanesh's body. This experience was not wonderful, but it was extremely novel.

Slaanesh also felt the process of Khorne slowly weakening during her sucking, and she also heard Khorne's strong dissatisfaction with Slaanesh's greedy behavior.

But what can Khorne do? Khorne can't do anything! This god of war, who is always angry and manic, can only be pressed under me like a poor and helpless child!

Slaanesh became even more excited at the thought, completely forgetting the pain and discomfort in his body.