Chapter 755 Unclear

After a long time, Lin Fan said that he really couldn't think of what else a planet should have.

Lin Fan felt that his thoughts were very messy. What emerged in his mind was not even a complete picture, but a few keywords. As Lin Fan imagined a keyword, the image that could correspond to the keyword was formed in Lin Fan's mind.

He could imagine a white picture, or even a simple cube, but Lin Fan couldn't make a planet solid and visible.

Just thinking about the concept of km diameter gave Lin Fan a headache, not to mention the countless soil, water sources, creatures, and steel carried by the planet.

This was beyond his imagination. In the end, a world could only rely on information such as "the whole is probably oval", "mostly oceans", and "this continent is this shape" to piece together a very simple mental diagram.

Lin Fan opened his eyes, and the information he received through his eyes overwhelmed the composition in his mind, making it more vague and abstract.

After a long time, Lin Fan could only sigh, "This is indeed a very difficult thing. Creation is much more difficult than destruction."

"That's right." The Silent King responded calmly.

"Then what should I do? If one day I become like Bai Huan, I will shatter several worlds with my mouth."

"What do you think I should do?" The Silent King continued to ask, with expectation and uneasiness in his tone. He had asked this question once before, but he asked it through Taraxin's body.

After thinking for a long time, Lin Fan shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Lin Fan felt that this was not a good answer, but for the Silent King, this answer was perfect.

I don't know.

For the subjective, certainty is the most dangerous. The more confused and perplexed, the smaller the scope of his power.

The Silent King was a little excited, but he still controlled his voice and said in a calm tone, "That's enough. Bai Huan also answered this question back then."

"What did she say?"

"She doesn't care."

Lin Fan looked up at the Silent King and didn't speak for a long time.

The bystander floated in the void, and the way he moved was quite magical and fast.

The spectator sank into the past history and found that 110,000 years ago, a meteorite passed by here, so the spectator locked his sight on the meteorite.

The meteorite continued to drift. 99,000 years later, the meteorite was hit by a macro cannonball and instantly broke into pieces. The spectator traced the history of the macro cannonball and went back to the battleship.

The owner of the macro cannonball was an Abyss-class battleship. Under the watchful eyes of the spectator, the battleship fought east and west and made great contributions.

The powerful battleship roamed in the void and will die in the void. Horus's wolf pack attacked the Abyss-class battleship and forced the machine soul to submit with various blasphemous rituals.

This process is actually quite interesting. Although the spectator, as a star god, does not like the emotional tides in the subspace, he also admires the creativity of the emotional tides in the subspace when looking for fun.

The captain of the Abyss-class battleship would rather die than surrender, but under the swift attack and sorcery interference of the Chaos Space Marines, he failed to overload the battleship's engine to self-destruct and win the final glory.

The captain was brutally killed, and his death caused strong dissatisfaction in the battleship's machine soul. The pressure relief pipe was blocked, and all the automatic turrets were aimed at the Chaos Space Marines who jumped in.

Facing the resistance of the machine soul, the wizards gathered together, they decomposed the captain's corpse and filled the bloody skin with the soul of the devil.

But this alone was not enough to make the machine soul surrender. The wizards collected the filthy blood and splashed it directly on the Thinker Array.

The battleship's engine was humming violently, which was the machine soul crying for its own defilement.

The formation was engraved on the deck of the battleship, and the chains tied the battleship tightly. These chains with spikes rubbed the battleship's armor when tightened, and the creaking sound never stopped.

The machine soul was panting, and at the most desperate moment, the demon covered with the captain's human skin took advantage of the opportunity to enter.

Later, the battleship was damaged, swallowed by the warp rift and condensed with other space debris. Various strange and dangerous creatures such as orcs and warp demons wandered in the darkness.

When time passed, when the battleship was spit out by the warp rift, it was already an insignificant part of the huge wreck structure, and the spectator also completed a great distance of sailing in the passage of time and the jump of historical fragments.

The spectator came directly from the edge of the galaxy to the vicinity of the Eye of Terror. A scientific and archaeological team of the Mechanicus smashed into the wreck, and they were accompanied by the Space Marines stationed in this star field.

The spectator lowered his perspective, and everything he could see was the picture that the possessed Space Marines could see.

This is the limitation of power. The spectator has a comprehensive perspective to observe the past, but when observing the present and the future, in addition to waiting for time to pass, he is attached to a person to witness fragments of the future.

"Huh!" Kaiser White Fang exhaled suddenly, and he felt something crawling up his back.

"What's wrong?" Wodehouse approached, and he checked Kaiser White Fang's condition, and did not find any suspicious chaos corrosion.

Kaiser White Fang moved his body, "I don't know, but I always feel hairy."

Wodehouse used the animal bones for a simple divination, then opened a pottery jar, scraped a finger of pale powder and smeared it on Kaiser White Fang's helmet.

"The beasts of the Fenris Arctic Ocean will intimidate those tiny void creatures." Wodehouse nodded after doing all this.

A huge void city was buried behind the wreckage of the warship, with only the glow of the will-o'-the-wisp. The ground was covered with bones and tattered clothes. Stepping on it would create a noticeable creaking sound and dust mixed with bone powder.

The priests of the Mechanicus simply set up a station here. In the song of praising the God of All Machines, the communication base station equipped with wetware was started.

"It's running well, and the comfort work is excellent." Derenya, the captain of the scientific and technological archaeological team, nodded with satisfaction, and then he saluted Kaiser White Fang.

"Your Excellency, I hope you can protect us to successfully recover the gift of the God of All Machines."

"Of course." Wodehouse responded lightly. It was not the first time that they did this with the gear boys of the Mechanicus.

In the past few years, more and more wrecks have been floating out of the warp in the Cadian sector. These huge and hideous space ruins are treasures for the Adeptus Mechanicus, because they can find technological heritage in the ruins.

But for the Cadian garrison, these wrecks are a conspiracy by the Imperial traitors to attract the attention of the garrison.