Chapter 731 I'm Not There

"Aren't you afraid?"

The voice came again, and Lin Fan heard it clearly this time.

Lin Fan looked around, and it was pitch black. If he didn't know that he would not be hurt, Lin Fan would have suspected that he was blind.

"Aren't you afraid?"

Faced with questions again and again, Lin Fan could only answer lightly, "I don't understand it."

Some things were broken, and the incomprehensible began to change in the direction of understanding. The darkness faded, and a huge sphere appeared in front of Lin Fan.

The sphere itself did not emit light, but it allowed Lin Fan to see the whole picture of the sphere clearly. This was like a player exploring a dark dungeon in a game. When you get close to something, an abnormal light will illuminate its details.

The sphere was roughly silver-white, and large pieces of mechanical structures were complex and magnificent on the surface of the sphere. There were huge damaged wounds, as dark and deep as the abyss.

Lin Fan threw the light spear and landed his feet on the surface of the sphere. He stomped his feet and got a dull metallic sound.

The questioning voice did not sound, Lin Fan could only rely on his intuition to explore around, and finally he looked at the dark abyss and jumped down with both feet.

When Lin Fan jumped down, a piece of flesh and blood in the void was panting in fear.

This was Amaraga who was put into the flesh and blood of the Skinner by the Trickster. He had been fleeing for too long under the threat of terror behind him. Even with the protection of the flesh and blood of the Skinner, he felt that his spirit was on the verge of collapse.

"Congratulations!" The afterimage of the Trickster appeared, he took Amaraga away, and then quickly disappeared.

"What else do you want from me? Damn bastard." Amaraga made a not very clear insult through the shaking flesh.

"No, no, no, I have got what I want. Now I am my good enemy. I hope to get something interesting from you."

"What?"

The Trickster pulled Amaraga out of the flesh and blood and put him into a soulless Eldar body.

The body was stripped of its soul through an inhumane Chaos ritual, and this soul was sealed in a large formation on the ground by the believers of the Tzeentch faith. When the ritual was activated, the soul of the Eldar could easily open a rift to the warp.

Nine believers held books and quills, praising the greatness of the Lord of Change.

The nine believers obtained the truth they wanted, but their mortal bodies could not bear this excessive knowledge and inevitably became distorted.

They became Chaos Eggs, sticking together to form a ring structure symbolizing infinity.

The Eldar soul was steaming, and the wailing sound penetrated the walls of the hall and was heard by the Space Marines searching at the bottom of the hive.

These Space Marines were dressed in simple and sturdy robes and ancient power armor of pitch black.

These Space Marines were not known by other departments of the Empire. Only the ten thousand-year-old elders buried in fearlessness could recognize their identities from the mottled markings on their armor.

The Dark Angels during the Great Crusade.

But for the current Dark Angels, they are traitors who must be completely eliminated - Fallen Angels.

These fallen angels were led by one man, holding two guns and carrying a huge sword. This man was Sefer, who was excommunicated by the inner circle of the Dark Angels.

"For the Lion King." Sefer said, and then moved at superhuman speed, leading the fallen angels to the ceremony hall.

There were many cultists blocking their way on the road, but these rabble with only automatic guns and handmade rocket launchers could not slow down the movements of the fallen angels at all.

The door was burned through by the hot melt gun, and the fallen angels poured into the hall. As soon as they entered, they found an open subspace rift and a Chaos Egg that could not move on the side.

They were a step late, and the frustration of the mission failure made the fallen angels feel guilty.

"Hahaha~" The laughter of the deceiver came, and he sealed the fallen angels in a prison that could only be broken from the outside.

At the same time, the Dark Angels, who had been notified by the deceiver long ago, came to the sky above the planet. They did not make any explanation or response to the Imperial Department of the planet, and directly sent three companies of Dark Angels to the depths of the nest.

The prison was broken by the Dark Angels, and Cypher and other Fallen Angels suffered a ruthless attack from the Dark Angels.

The Deceiver nodded with satisfaction and then disappeared.

Amalagar was sent to the Warp, where he was controlled by Tzeentch.

"Now, you will become a pawn in my great plan!"

Tzeentch forced Amalagar to surrender to him and controlled his soul with a contract. After doing all this, he sealed Amalagar in a crystal and sent him to a more stable area in the Warp.

This area is full of furnaces and foundries, but it is larger than the Iron Warriors' hell factory.

The huge engine that extracts non-material energy roars and runs, and the demons bound in the evil iron tremble in the cruel eyes of the Dark Archsage.

This is a mine for the Dark Mechanicus to mine knowledge. Only barbarians who do not know the power of technology would regard this place as a huge factory.

The towering furnace spews out flames, forming strings of text, and new theories are extracted from the Warp.

The sound of gears meshing became the sound of praise for technological discovery. After sinking into this immaterial world without the concept of time and space, no one knew how much technological property the Dark Mechanicus had obtained under the unrestrained experimental conditions.

The mysteries of the heavens are all revealed before our eyes.

Kalberhar, who was once the Mars Casting General, conducted research in the spire. He occasionally took some time to look up the situation of mining knowledge in the mines.

How many slaves died in a deep tunnel.

The demons in a factory area began to break free from the shackles of steel.

A scholar in a certain academy was killed by the research results he discovered.

He gave instructions and ordered the armed fleet to go to the Chaos warbands scattered everywhere to trade.

They handed over their weapons and ammunition, and the Chaos warbands sent imperial slaves. Sometimes priests of the Martian Order would appear in the slave merchant ships. Kalberhar learned from their minds about the decline and corruption of the Mechanicus today, and despised their hesitation on the path of the God of All Machines.

The demon army of Tzeentch is not common. Kalberhar put down all the work at hand when he sensed the blue and purple chaos clouds in the distance.

A crystal encapsulating Amaraga was placed on the square with the demon's face. Kalberhar was a little confused. He asked the accompanying demon engine to prepare for battle.

"Our master wants to sign a contract with you." A changeable demon lord spoke first.

"Contract? What about the reward and price?" Kalberhar asked calmly.

"The reward is the prisoner of this crystal. He has mastered a magical technology that can extract power from the invisible waste abyss. As for the price, we can discuss it slowly."