Chapter 157 Fangirl

"I witnessed the birth of the saint." Sister Gavestin looked at Lin Fan holding the holy statue high, and couldn't help but think of Judge Weisi's order to her.

The Battle Sisters must protect him and follow him at all costs.

Originally, she didn't understand why Judge Weisi was so serious, but her long-term understanding made her choose to trust him.

Now the mystery is revealed. Captain Soap is the one chosen by the Emperor. He was born to save all living beings in the Empire.

Judge Weisi frowned. She was delighted that she had seen the emperor's miracle, but there were too many people who had witnessed such a secret, which made her want to immediately purge a group of people who knew it.

Those Space Marines had their own methods, and the Battle Sisters were in charge of themselves. The Stormtroopers could clean up some of them appropriately, but the soldiers fighting around Lin Fan made Wei Si feel troubled.

Do you want to keep secrets at the cost of offending someone chosen by the Emperor?

Loyal Weisi felt that she had such an obligation, and her narrowed eyes flashed with a dangerous light, but when she looked at the faces of those pious soldiers, saw their dirty and damaged armor that had gone through hard battles, and saw their bodies Wearing a red bandage, the stubbornness in my heart was quietly broken.

"Alas. A saint will make his own decision."

Weisi shook her head, closed her eyes and felt the nourishment of the emperor's power.

While the huge falling object was blocked by the shield, the emperor's plain voice echoed in Lin Fan's mind.

"Actually, you could be more polite."

"Ahem, the situation is urgent. If you don't shout like that, I think you have to wait and see for a while."

"The clothes on your body, I feel the flavor of the golden age."

"Oh, you mean Xiaoyi? This is indeed a product of the Golden Age. Trazin gave it to me. You know Trazin, right?"

"I know that that guy has collected a lot of things about me. I can feel his aura from those items. The pure, soulless dark void is impressive."

"In that case, can you tell me where Trazin's lair is?"

"Why do you ask?"

Listening to the emperor's question, Lin Fan smiled but said, "He likes to go to the theater. I want to tear down his nest and let him know that I am not easy to mess with. Anyway, those hypercube prisons and stasis stances, As long as I touch it, it will be useless."

The emperor remained silent and did not express a clear attitude, but a star map appeared out of thin air in Lin Fan's mind, with a point marked on it. Lin Fan chuckled and did not say much as he had a good understanding with the emperor.

"This kind of cold is coming again." Trazin's body trembled suddenly. He had now completely removed his disguise and acted as Trazin's overlord body. In the gap between space and space, this is a small pocket created by him.

In this space the size of an asteroid, there are two behemoths parked, one is the Magnetic Devourer and the other is the Gorgo Big Head. Although both were seriously damaged, they were repaired by the Tomb Technician and the Underworld Scarab under the command of Trazin. Next, they gradually regained their former glory.

The wreckage left on the battlefield now is nothing more than a replica with an empty shell, and the effect of the explosion was created by Trazin after calculation, in order to prevent the plot that was delayed by time from appearing. loopholes.

Lin Fan and the others were originally going to be hit by the debris of the explosion. In order to respect the result, Trazin, who acted out, deliberately threw the garbage mountain parked in the Super Dimension Garbage Dump on Lin Fan's head.

I really don’t know what kind of wonderful expression Lin Fan will have after knowing the truth.

Should I just tell him like this?

Trazin was thinking about how to watch the show, while Lao Ba, who was firmly controlled by the force field on the other side, shouted at him: "Hey! You skeleton! What are you going to do to my precious thing!" Let me go! Let me go!”

"Don't be nervous, my dear. I'm very interested in you. It's been a long time since there was such an orc that made my eyes light up."

Trazin turned around gracefully and saluted to Lao Ba. After walking a few steps, Lao Ba could look more clearly into his cold, emotionless electronic eyes.

"I haven't seen you orcs produce something so creative since the War in Heaven. Congratulations."

"You bonehead, what are you talking about?" Nagba didn't understand the secret behind Trazin's words. He just wanted to break free from this force field and rush into his baby head.

"Well, it seems that you are just a little smarter, not completely smart. I thought you suddenly enlightened from the genetic sequence and inherited the legacy of the ancient orcs. Well, now it seems that you are no more than a beast. Just a little bit of luck."

Trazin was a little disappointed. He tapped Lao Ba's big head with his finger, and then snapped his fingers. The two scarabs immediately lifted Lao Ba obediently and put him into the repaired Goge head. .

"But you are still a precious collection, so I will keep you well. And this precious historical information. Although the demon of Tzeentch escaped too fast, which made me a little disappointed, but I have other Alternative options.”

A pure white crystal appeared from Trazin's hand, with a small blue dot beating constantly in the center of the crystal. Trazin dropped the crystal, which shattered into pieces upon impact with the ground.

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The blue dot also spread and grew rapidly, and soon turned into a huge Tzeentch Demon.

"I'm finally out!" Tzeentch Demon stretched out his body that had been stiff for many years, a little excited, and then looked at Trazyn with his blue eyes, "You finally made a mistake. After ten thousand years of hibernation and practice, I have already been reborn! Now it's your turn to suffer in the cell of eternal reincarnation!"

"Oh, really?" Trazyn didn't care about the rampant Tzeentch Demon. After all, this is a pocket space, a space that was forcibly stripped from the real universe and blocked and encrypted. In this empty house, the only creature with a soul is the green skin, but the four gods will never pay their attention to such a thing.

Tzeentch Demon seemed to realize this. He couldn't feel any subspace wind from this space, and he couldn't even hear the nagging voice of the principal in his ear. This fear broke out completely after his perception spread to the entire space.

"Where is this place! What are you doing!"

"You will become a very good actor."

In the screams of the Great Demon of Tzeentch, his fate was completely determined by Trazyn, until his soul awakened and he saw a completely unfamiliar fake environment.

Basin, orc weapons, the mechanical structure under his feet, and the super-dimensional monitor in the air that had been monitoring him.

"Waaagh! You black-eating black-eating bastard! Take my shot!"

The roar of the orc came, and then a sub-light-speed shell instantly pierced his torso.

The battle began, and there was no end to it.

NTR: To be honest, there are so many color charts of titanium on the Internet.

That cloud looks like Kroot.

The Clan of the Void said that clouds always look like what we want to see.

Baby, what did you see?

I saw it, it's great.