Chapter 962 Go Find Yaya

With Isa's presence, Lin Fan could get a wide variety of spices as long as he asked, and the meat provided by Isa was also of high quality. Although they only had a few sticks to put the meat on the fire, it was not difficult for Lin Fan and Isa to process the meat into thin slices that were easy to roast.

Soon the aroma of roasted meat began to linger on Magnus' body and tempted Leman Russ's stomach at all times.

What can you eat in the warp? This is the realm of the soul, where only madness and chaos exist. There is no safe and clean food here except tearing the people who travel with you into pieces and stuffing them into your stomach.

Leman Russ and Diego have been in the warp for so long, and they rarely eat. They only evaluated the diet of demons during the burning, killing and looting of demon villages.

After all, the warp is a projection of reality, and the rules and operating logic of reality will also be displayed here to a certain extent. For example, the demons of Nurgle will use their own internal organs to make soup, and the demons of Khorne will eat the shaved bones after roasting them crispy.

The more delicious Lin Fan's food tasted, the more Leman Russ became greedy. He hadn't eaten anything decent for a long time, and could only rely on his loyalty to his father and hatred for the traitors to control his hunger.

Why don't I eat something too?

Leman Russ sat next to Lin Fan and smiled widely. Lin Fan also handed Leman Russ a stick, a few pieces of meat and a handful of seasonings. Leman Russ took these things and began to provide barbecue for his hungry stomach.

After eating for a while, Lin Fan felt full. He now felt more and more that eating was just a nostalgia for human life.

"So do you have the coordinates of Corax's location? Or do we rely on the delay ability of the Wolf's Hour to get lucky in the subspace?" Lin Fan asked Leman Russ who was still eating.

Leman Russ looked really hungry, like... no, he really was like a starving ghost who hadn't eaten for ten thousand years. He stuffed meat into his mouth desperately. He didn't even bother to wait for the flames to roast the meat. He just sprinkled a handful of salt on the meat and chewed it with big mouthfuls. Blood slowly flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Isa provided food for Leman Russ. She was surprised by his good appetite and wondered if there was a group of hungry wolves in his stomach.

After swallowing a large mouthful of meat, Leman Russ exhaled a satisfied breath, and then said to Lin Fan, "We have to try our luck. I hope we can find Corax within a thousand years of wandering in the warp."

"Are you kidding me? This is already ten days and a half months in the real universe."

"Isn't ten days and a half months fast enough? I have learned from Diego that the war between the Empire and the Black Legion will last a long time, and it is not difficult to fight for hundreds of years."

"That was in the past." Lin Fan scratched his head. What Leman Russ said was not wrong. After all, now that the webway map and the fleet of the Eldar navigators are popularized, only the cafeteria is there. The Empire and the Black Legion are still a pair of crouching dragons and phoenixes.

But the bad thing is that these two guys, Tzeentch and Deceiver, don't know what kind of moths they will come up with in 10 days.

"50 years." Lin Fan said to Leman Russ, "50 years is equivalent to a little more than one day in reality. We must find Corax within this time period. If we exceed the time limit, we will go directly to Cadia. It is the same to wait until the war is over before looking for Corax."

"50 years?" Leman Russ frowned. This time is too tight for the extremely vast subspace. "Then let's look for it first. If there is no news, we will go to Cadia. I also want to meet my other brothers." Leman Russ took out the Wolf's Hour, adjusted it carefully, and then put it back.

Isha ​​spoke at this time, "If you can give me a drop of blood, I think I can find your brother through this."

"Blood?" Leman Russ narrowed his eyes at Isha. Among all the curses he knew, blood was one of the most important materials. Even if Isha invited him to a meal, Leman Russ would not let down his guard against Isha.

Patting Magnus, Leman Russ said, "Is his blood okay?"

Isa shook her head, "He has no blood, just a body bound together by psychic energy, just like his child who turned into dust."

Leman Russ looked at Isa, then at Lin Fan, then sighed and cut his palm with a blade, blood flowing out of the wound.

Leman Russ raised his bleeding hand to Isa, indicating that she should do whatever spell she had.

Isa looked at Leman Russ with her emerald green eyes, as if questioning why he cut such a big cut on his hand, obviously she only needed a drop of blood.

Leman Russ was a little embarrassed by this burning gaze, and just when he was about to ask Isa if she still needed blood, Isa retracted her gaze and took a drop of blood from Leman Russ's palm.

Isa used the last bit of old soup from Magnus to cultivate a seedling, her eyes deeply explored the essence of the seedling, and her hands directly acted on the seedling's genetic sequence.

Then Isa blended Leman Russ' blood into the seedling and catalyzed its rapid maturation. Soon, a straight and upright flower bloomed on Magnus' body.

"You eat from me! You want to do gardening on me! This is intolerable!" Magnus was enraged by such humiliation. He roared loudly, using everything he knew to spit on Lin Fan and his men's behavior.

Leman Russ was too lazy to listen to his voice, and stuffed a handful of wolf hair into Magnus' mouth to make him quiet for a while.

This flower was like a sunflower tracking the sun, slowly twisting in several directions in the warp. Considering that Mortarion had left the warp and went to Cadia, the only existences that this flower could point to were Corax and Lorgar.

So under the guidance of the flower, everyone began their journey in the warp.

If the War of Heaven had not broken out in this universe and led to the birth of the evil god, Lin Fan felt that the warp was actually a good place to inspire inspiration and imagination.

The surging tide of souls was more magnificent than the changes in clouds on any planet. There were countless warp creatures and ownerless demons wandering on the edge of these torrents.

Of course, it would be better if these creatures could be more friendly.

Lin Fan could no longer remember how many waves of weird creatures and demons they had repelled, and only hung their remnants on Magnus as a commemoration.