Chapter 649 Eat
Even if it was a meaningless struggle, it was better than being slaughtered.
Valgur made a monster of flesh and blood appear, and the tombs and crawling statues stood up to block Lin Fan.
In the face of these brainless flesh and blood monsters, Lin Fan simply killed them indiscriminately. They were not as agile as Khorne, and even their strength was so weak.
But these things have nothing to do with living things, they are just moving meat.
Lin Fan's bayonet inserted into the chest of a monster and cut upwards, and then this thing could continue to wrap around Lin Fan's thigh, biting and licking.
Not willing to waste more time, relying on the spear to move quickly, the flesh and blood pressed down like a tsunami, trying to beat Lin Fan down.
The bayonet broke a gap in the flesh wave, and Lin Fan's running forward was not slow at all. In the bloody storm, he was getting closer and closer to Valgur's throne.
When his eyes could see the edge of the throne, the spear shot out without any hesitation and nailed it on the side of Valgur's head.
Lin Fan's bayonet was on Valgur's neck the next moment. He put one foot on the armrest of the throne and the other on the back of the throne, leaning down.
"Am I talking to Landuger or Valgur?"
Valgur closed his eyes and ignored Lin Fan. Lin Fan chopped off with a knife, and Valgur's head rolled to the ground.
The head merged with the ground, and Valgur grew a new head.
Lin Fan, who didn't believe in evil, chopped dozens of times, but Valgur continued to regenerate with a sarcastic smile on his face.
"Haha, do you really think you can kill a god in the conceptual sense? Even the first subject only crushed it, not killed it."
Lin Fan looked at the arrogant Valgur, tilted his head and thought for a while, then took off his helmet, pinched his nose and closed his eyes and bit Valgur.
Looking at the missing flesh and blood on his shoulder, Valgur finally understood how the piece of meat filled with the hatred of the Skinner God was disposed of.
"You don't have such a good appetite, do you?"
"It's hard to say, at least you taste good, much better than old soup, starfish, etc."
Listening to Lin Fan's words, Valgur's expression finally changed. He tried to escape from this place, but was caught tightly by Lin Fan's hand. In the end, he screamed and was eaten into Lin Fan's stomach bit by bit.
As Valgur was incomplete, his control over the meat wall became chaotic and weak, allowing the Emperor to clean up the flesh and blood inch by inch.
Lin Fan squatted beside the throne and panted. He looked at the flesh and blood around him and didn't dissipate. He wondered if he had to eat the whole planet.
"Isn't this workload a bit too much?" Sighing distressedly, Lin Fan tore a piece of meat from the ground and threw it into his mouth, chewed a few times and swallowed it.
He ate so much, what was going on in his stomach? I'm really curious.
Valgul, who was eaten, did not die. The broken meat was still meat. He fell into Lin Fan's stomach in a dark and swirling.
Forcing the flesh to recondense, he saw a lake emitting a green glow. There was a starfish-like creature floating in the lake. He was eating the insects and plants that grew in the lake.
What the hell is this.
Valgul carefully huddled in a corner, observing the starfish's movements.
But in this lake, any slight change is very conspicuous, not to mention a piece of meat that can move and grow.
The starfish, which Odemeier called a two-dimensional prison, approached Valgul and opened its mouth to devour him.
The two-dimensional internal organs stimulated Valgul's nerves. The ending of falling into the dimension was not what he wanted.
All his struggles were swallowed by the starfish. Half of Valgul's body was pressed into a two-dimensional plane. His last desperate cry stirred in Lin Fan's stomach and surged up along the esophagus.
Valgur and the god of the skinner in his body were sealed in a two-dimensional prison. Their power would not be revived in the universe. The virus left behind would dissipate and decay, and be forgotten in the years like their masters.
Lin Fan burped several times. These burps were the desperate wails of Valgur before he was devoured, but in Lin Fan's eyes, it was a warning that his body could not continue to eat.
The meaning of the burp was captured by Emperor Inamas. He silently witnessed the melting of flesh and blood, and watched the madness of the skinner retreat from the data.
He had a stronger respect for the power of the subject, and a deeper worry about the future of the dynasty.
The battle in the Ghoul Star Zone seemed to have come to an end. This star zone at the edge of the Milky Way hosted a magnificent war, which even if written in mythology, some people would think was too fantastic.
One percent of the endless power of Khorne, Nurgle, and Tzeentch was left here and it was difficult to be recovered.
The complete seal of the skinner and the injury of the deceiver.
The destruction of the Ancient Eldar battle ark, the annihilation of the Dark Eldar of Gomor, the heavy damage to the Executioner Dynasty fleet, and the destruction of several dynasties infected with the Flayer.
When these results were counted in the data of Emperor Inamas a day later, he was mostly shocked.
Such results were enough to be taken seriously by the Triumvirate during the War in Heaven.
"Should those races know this information?" Rotaros asked the Emperor's opinion.
"You can let them know to avoid misunderstandings in the future."
Everyone rested in an uninhabited star system and attended a post-war summary meeting at the invitation of the Executioner Dynasty.
The remaining octagonal fortress of the golden ark was also carried by the Executioner. The current human and Eldar fleets were not capable of dragging such a huge void creation.
The Eldar and humans read the report in silence, and the Hierophant clapped his hands gently to dissipate the suffocating atmosphere of the meeting.
"Do you have anything to say?"
"Is this a threat?" Perturabo asked gloomily, "This level of war is no longer something that ordinary people can control."
"I just respect sharing intelligence. You are guests, and guests have reason to know what happened."
"This is nonsense." Chagatai didn't even have the heart to taste the tea carefully, and drank it in one gulp with a dry mouth. "So many gods are gathered in such a small place. The Milky Way is really in trouble."
"Based on our analysis of the new forms of the Deceivers and the Flayers, we believe that the reappearance of these gods has something to do with you humans."
Inamath's words undoubtedly made the Primarchs dissatisfied, and they thought it was an act of throwing dirty water.
"Let me finish what I'm saying. Star Gods and the tides of the Warp are the same. They both need to eat. A Star God's meal is made up of stellar energy and souls, while a Warp Tide's meal is made up of souls and emotions. Currently, the only people in this universe who can provide these resources most extensively are you humans."
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