Chapter 85 Escape

Khorne's Blade of Destruction covered the sky and the sun, just like the so-called Dao moves in the novel, the energy in the entire field was moving towards the terrible giant sword.

The double-headed eagle on Lin Fan's neck, which had been silent all the time, finally moved this time.

The double-headed eagle statue flashing with golden light seemed so small and vulnerable in front of Khorne's sword, and the next moment the small wooden statue given to him by the emperor quickly expanded and changed until it formed a golden figure of the same size as Khorne.

A long sword burning with pure golden flames and Khorne's heavy sword with only pure anger and blood collided with each other, and the shock wave aroused was even enough to destroy the inner circle of the entire brass fortress.

Lin Fan saw the shock wave coming, quickly lay down, and inserted his hands deeply into the floor of the arena to stabilize his body, while Leman Russ beside him stared at the golden giant in a daze. The wind and waves stirred up by the shock wave made the wolf tooth necklace and cloak on his armor flutter, but he himself stood still in such a violent storm.

On the other hand, if Lin Fan's arm was not firmly embedded in it like the nail of a mountaineering pick, his light body might really be blown away and fall into an unknown corner of the warp space.

The doomsday-like collision ended. There were no living people in the entire arena except Leman Russ and Lin Fan. They all died in this shock wave that was enough to sweep away everything. The magnificent brass pillar arena became a ruin, and the brass fortress built with it as the center was in chaos.

"You are you again"

Khorne stared angrily at the golden figure in front of him, and once again waved the heavy sword. The two giant gods began to fight in the sky that belonged to them.

The sound of weapons colliding continued to come, and the shock waves swept away everything that was left in the city with their collisions. The angry roar of the Blood God resounded throughout the warp, while the golden giant was expressionless.

A tear passed through the corner of "Father" Leman Russ's eyes. Since the Emperor sat on the Golden Throne, the guilt of not being able to catch up with the last battle of Terra has been tormenting his heart. He wandered in this pain and decided to exile himself to the warp, hoping to make some atonement by hunting demons and traitors, but now. He once again saw the power of his father, the glory of the Lord of Mankind.

Lin Fan also inserted his legs into the floor, and then moved his feet as if he was wading in deep water. This solid block of divine iron was like real flowing water, disintegrating and constantly retreating as Lin Fan moved. The repair power given to him by the warp was also constantly allowing Lin Fan to recover the deep scars cut by his legs.

"Hey! Leman, what should we do now?"

Lin Fan patted Leman's armor and found that he had no reaction. He just stared at the Emperor fighting with Khorne without blinking. Just like a puppy who saw his master who he hadn't seen for three years, Lin Fan felt that he could already see the thick tail shaking behind Leman Russ.

Khorne was dragged down by the God-Emperor, but he still remembered the humiliation of that damn mortal who compared him with Cain, a weak chicken.

Casually glanced with his own eyes, those dead Blood God warriors and the Valkyrie who was killed by the sneak attack were reborn under his eyes.

Lin Fan watched those warriors being pieced together again by blood and flesh, looking for the figure of Omar, but unfortunately, Omar did not appear in front of Lin Fan again. This veteran of the World Eaters Company may really be dead forever.

And the Emperor would not let the Blood God hunt down Lin Fan and his men like this. With golden light surging in his eyes, he did not even need to deliberately lower his gaze. Golden beams of light fell from the highest layer of the sky, piercing through the thick scarlet clouds covering the Blood God's domain, and then fell to the ground.

In the brilliance of light and the leaping of flames, batches of armors were decorated with the chapter of the grave, wearing black ceramic armor, burning with unquenchable flames, and helmets were the ultimate symbol of the purity of the Empire, with skulls without any changes.

All of this proved that they were the Emperor's immortal warriors, the loyal undead who returned from the dead, and the supreme will that appeared at the most desperate moment on the battlefield of the Empire - the Cursed Legion.

The golden version of Khorne's demonic legion (bang!)

The Space Marines could not catch up with them, and could only watch them in confusion as they quickly cleaned up everything and mysteriously disappeared out of thin air.

But Lin Fan had a different view. Those armors burning with flames, skulls and a large number of skeleton decorations inlaid on black armor, ruthless and efficient killing machines, and ultimate warriors born only for the Emperor.

I understand! The Blood God's army is actually similar, except that it has changed from black to red.

Dang!

As if he was angry at Lin Fan's blasphemous thoughts, the Emperor's originally easy duel was faintly suppressed by Khorne. The Emperor even twisted his eyes and glanced at Lin Fan with a little blame.

A more chaotic battle began. The warriors who were constantly resurrected by the power of the Blood God rushed towards the Cursed Legion one by one. The two armies belonging to different gods were fighting fiercely in the core of the Blood God's domain.

The warriors of the Cursed Legion didn't even reload. The grenade gun with the dual effects of burning and blasting seemed to have unlimited bullets, and the muzzle that kept spewing out explosives had never even overheated.

The warriors of the Blood God charged forward against the firepower of the Cursed Legion. They were constantly shot into groups of burning blood mist, but they returned to the battlefield after a quick reversal and combination.

The resurrected Valkyrie became visibly stronger. Even those burning bombs could not hurt her at all. Every time the spear in her hand was thrown, several warriors were broken, turning into a wisp of flame and disappearing, and then more warriors fell from the golden light and flames to fill the missing front line.

Is this the war in the subspace? A war of attrition that will never end?

Lin Fan watched the two sides fight extremely fiercely, but there was no sign of weakening, just like the Soviet Union and Germany with unlimited resources in World War II constantly sending a steady stream of troops to the city of Stalingrad, and the real victory on the battlefield depends on who can completely knock the other party down in the boxing ring between the Father of Steel and the Oil-removing More Outstanding.

The battle between the Emperor and Khorne is the two people in the boxing ring. As for who is the Father of Steel, to be honest, Lin Fan can't say. After all, no matter how you think about it, the color scheme of Khorne's army should be more red.

Seemingly angered by Lin Fan's idea again, the Emperor gritted his teeth and said: "Take Leman Russ away."

"Ah? Oh." Lin Fan heard the Emperor speak to him for the first time with his mouth instead of directly in the chat room, and he was a little uncomfortable for a while.

"Leman is gone!" Lin Fan patted Leman Russ's armor again, but the stubborn wolf did not move at all, still staring at the Emperor's figure. He hadn't seen his father for too long, and he missed him so much.

Lin Fan didn't care too much at this time, and directly grabbed the gap of Leman Russ's upper body power armor with one hand, and dragged him back with the other hand.

Leman Russ, who was still motionless in the storm, was dragged away by Lin Fan. He turned his head and looked at Lin Fan who was pulling his armor angrily, his eyes were bloodshot, like an angry wolf king, he stomped his feet hard on the ground, vowing to stop Lin Fan's actions.

But he failed. In his extremely shocked eyes, he saw that the intimate friction between his feet and the God Iron Arena even created brilliant sparks, but Lin Fan's speed did not stop at all, and he continued to run forward.

"Let me go! Boy! You can't just take me away like this!!" Leman Russ struggled violently, trying to escape from Lin Fan's hands, but unfortunately no matter how he grabbed the ground or twisted his body, he could not stop Lin Fan's footsteps.

"Didn't you hear? The Emperor said let us run!"

"I didn't catch up with the Battle of Terra! I didn't catch up with the Battle of the Ultimate Gate! Now my father needs help! But you are holding me and letting me continue to run away in shame?!"

Leman blushed and punched Lin Fan on the head, but unfortunately nothing happened.

"Leman, go, you still have a mission."

Leman listened to the voice of his father in his mind in a daze and clenched his fists. Then he showed a relieved expression.

"Hey, kid, let's run, but you have to stop first."

"Why?"

"Because you are too slow."

Riemann hugged the stopped Lin Fan and put him on his shoulders, then drove his strong body of a demigod to run at a high speed.