Chapter 944 Three Methods

"Is there no time when the vision is good in this broken place?" Lin Fan complained about the turbidity of Nurgle's domain. He could not see anything clearly except the flowers that could accommodate him.

Nurgle looked at Lin Fan quietly for a long time, and then said, "As a mortal, it is rare for you to reach here. I should reward you, but now I have many questions to ask you."

"Ask." Lin Fan replied, and then tried to find Nurgle's location by following the sound.

"I recently lost a piece of bone containing my essential power in an area of ​​the real universe. I smelled a familiar smell on you. I think you must know something?"

"Oh. Hehe. This." Lin Fan laughed dryly a few times and did not answer the question directly. He did not find Nurgle's location during the time he was chatting, and he wanted to delay for a while.

The feeling of the sound was more like the entire area from the ear to the brain was covered by Nurgle's mouth. If we continue to think about this example, the next battle with Nurgle will become very difficult.

The ground under my feet is Nurgle, the taste in my mouth is Nurgle, the air passing through my respiratory system is Nurgle, and the turbid and heavy sky is also Nurgle. Nurgle exists as an abstract concept, and Lin Fan can only compete with him in an abstract way.

At present, Lin Fan has only three options.

The first is to eat with an open stomach, no matter what disgusting things Nurgle summons, just eat it. What the hell is the sea of ​​maggots? I will jump in directly and do a 360° Thomas turn to sweep a circle, then pounce on the Great Unclean One to chew him up, and the Nurglings will not be able to escape. I will grab the Nurglings and roll them into my mouth.

Lin Fan is unwilling to choose this method. Although there is no problem with eating it physically, it is indeed a bit unacceptable psychologically. And with the size of Nurgle, who knows how long Lin Fan will have to eat here to weaken Nurgle. Maybe by the time he finishes eating here, the Milky Way will have already died of heat.

The second method is to vomit violently, vomit out all the old soup in the stomach to purify this land, and rely on the purified Nurgle demons and Nurgle himself to have a vigorous civil war.

But Lin Fan thinks this idea is not very realistic. Not to mention whether the amount of old soup can withstand Lin Fan's waste, Lin Fan can't solve the distortion caused by the accumulation of old soup's life force. At that time, whether these deformed creatures can still obey Lin Fan's orders is another matter. Lin Fan can even think of what Nurgle will say at that time.

"You actually want to defeat me with the power that belongs to me?"

Then the third one is the most reliable way for Lin Fan to defeat Nurgle, but it is also the most uncontrollable one.

That is to use his subjective ability, concentrate on staring at Nurgle himself, and then imagine the pure white picture.

If what the Silent King said to him is true, then Lin Fan will use his subjective power to leave Nurgle with unhealable injuries, but the price is also very clear to the Silent King.

"The subspace and reality, the soul and the body, these things are closely connected. The fluctuations of the subspace will disturb reality, and the changes in reality will react to the subspace. The picture woven by your subjective consciousness is independent of these two, but the space that contains your subjective picture is not independent. The more subjective pictures you create, the less space our universe can use. As for the subspace, a pure space composed of souls and thoughts, I think the situation will be even worse. The soul in the area occupied by your subjective picture will completely perish."

Lin Fan would never dare to use the third method. The scene of Bai Huan destroying the entire universe in a single thought was vivid in his mind. He could only choose between the first and second options.

And because of Lin Fan's long silence, Nurgle also laughed coldly twice. Although he was slow, he was not stupid. Before Lin Fan appeared, he always thought that the two dead soaps, the Emperor and Tzeentch, had teamed up to trap him. Now it seems that the responsibility can be completely pushed onto the magical boy and the Emperor in front of him.

Nurgle's body grew more arms. They scratched and clawed at Nurgle, taking off a lot of filth, and then swung them towards the Golden Throne. In an instant, the pressure on the Cursed Legion guarding around the throne and the Imperial Guards blocking the demons in the Terra Webway increased sharply.

"Next, it's time to deal with you." Nurgle said faintly, and Lin Fan suddenly became alert. The turbid miasma around him turned into angry faces. They puffed up their cheeks and blew hard at Lin Fan in the flower, and countless demons flew over with the stench.

Lin Fan immediately scratched his throat and spit out more pure soup in the center of the flower. The flower swelled several times in the stinky wind, and suddenly became tough from being shaky. The pollen contained in the flower, which was the size of a human head, also came alive. They floated on the demon's body, controlling the demon's body like a parasite.

But a flower is still too small in this filthy place, and even if Lin Fan's throat was enlarged hundreds of times, the soup he vomited out was not as much as a drop of sweat on Nurgle's body. If Nurgle himself had not been very interested in this flower, he would have strangled the flower to death and let Lin Fan fall into the endless swamp and struggle.

At this tricky moment, Lin Fan had to take out the holy icon given to him by the Emperor. This golden double-headed eagle had extremely obvious rust under the influence of Nurgle's decaying power.

"Emperor! Just make a fire for me!" Lin Fan yelled at the statue. He really didn't want to use the third method to weaken Nurgle. He was afraid that he would accidentally annihilate the souls of half of the galaxy.

However, the Emperor's response was not so timely this time. When Lin Fan thought that the statue had been ineffective under the influence of Nurgle's decaying power, the Emperor's voice came intermittently.

"Boy. You have to find a way yourself. I can't spare my hands to help you. I can feel that the deceiver is staring at me. He is looking for an opportunity to stop me from suppressing the power in the throne."

"Okay then." Lin Fan didn't beg the Emperor for anything. If the Emperor said that he couldn't spare his hands, then his situation was not much better than Lin Fan's.

Lin Fan put away the statue, then cut off the legs of a great unclean holding a rusty bell, and spit a large mouthful of old soup on his face.

Without looking at how pleasing the great unclean was after being purified, Lin Fan ordered him to fight quickly. Just as he was thinking about a solution to the endless corruption before him, a drop of green and crystal tears quietly floated in front of Lin Fan's eyes.