Chapter 945 Go Find Isa

This tear was particularly obvious in the turbid environment, and Lin Fan could see the reflection of his body on it.

The image of the tear twisted and finally turned into an arrow pointing in a certain direction. This immediately reminded Lin Fan of the second god in the realm of Nurgle, the life goddess of the Eldar, Isa. Could it be that Isa was guiding Lin Fan to get rid of Nurgle's attention at this time? Or was she directly guiding Lin Fan to rescue Isa?

Lin Fan blinked twice, feeling that he was helpless against Nurgle at this time, so he might as well go to Isa to see her and see what she thought.

Lin Fan jumped off the flower following the guidance of the tear. Although he could not clean up the demons summoned by Nurgle, no one could stop him if he wanted to leave.

Lin Fan relied on the hint of the tear to determine the direction in the boundless miasma and used the light spear to move quickly. The number of rotten meat mountains and demon gardeners that he pierced along the way was countless, and Lin Fan also saw a basin surrounded by mountains during this surging process.

From a distance, the basin was still flooded with disgusting yellow and green colors, but there was no heavy miasma to obscure the general appearance of the basin. Lin Fan could see a dying garden and a twisted spire made of mud in the basin from the top of the mountain. It seemed that the owner of these buildings had tried his best to show the culture of the Eldar in the domain of Nurgle, but was forced to make it look so bad due to the problem of materials.

Presumably this is the residence provided by Nurgle for Isha? Lin Fan looked back and found that the demons of Nurgle were still far away from him. These staggering rotten corpses were abnormally slow, and only those buzzing flies could be considered fast units.

Hehe, this time is enough. Lin Fan threw a spear of light at the center of the basin, and the next moment he flashed into it, and the tear that had been guiding him fell to the ground. In an instant, flowers and grass bloomed at Lin Fan's feet, and then inevitably changed in the direction of corruption.

There was a clattering sound of footsteps. Lin Fan looked in the direction of the sound and saw a slender and graceful female spirit from the dim mud tower. Her pointed ears and clothes covered with symbols of the spirits proved her identity.

However, Isa's current situation did not look good. Lin Fan had seen many spirits, men and women, young and old. These spirits who believed in different cultures always had one thing in common, that is, you rarely saw illness on them.

Humans have runny noses and coughs when they have a cold. They have nosebleeds and acne when they are angry. But the spirits are not like this. They just have less lively complexions and their ears droop. Apart from that, there is nothing else wrong with their bodies. You can't see runny noses and acne on the bodies of the spirits.

At this moment, Isa was different from the children she loved. Her face was covered with a dense layer of red pimples, and her arms were spotted like vitiligo. Fortunately, this situation is not permanent. Lin Fan can see that the pimples on Isa's face are gradually fading. The pimples are glowing an unhealthy red, but none of them have reached the standard of pustules of Nurgle demons, and the spots on Isa's arms have no tendency to turn into malignant psoriasis.

It can only be said that with the rapid increase in Nurgle's power, Isa's power to deal with the Nurgle plague is a bit stretched.

Isa smiled at Lin Fan in a friendly way. This smile on a face full of pimples is not good-looking, but it is enough to be called a stunning beauty in this hellhole of Nurgle.

"Hello, Isa, I..."

"There is no need to say these words. I already know your existence from the children."

That really saved a lot of time for explanation. Lin Fan nodded, and then Isa continued, "I sincerely ask you to take me out of Nurgle's garden, okay?" After that, Isa pinched the hem of her skirt with her fingers, revealing her white ankles, which were wrapped with thorn shackles woven by Nurgle himself.

Lin Fan was not in a hurry to tear off the shackles on Isa's ankles. This thing must be closely related to Nurgle. If it is torn off, Nurgle, who is focused on making soup, may be attracted again. He wanted to hear what Isa was going to do. Although the Eldar God Qi in front of him was too kind to be a god in this universe, it did not mean that Isa became stupid because of her kindness.

"Haha~" Isa laughed softly a few times, and then her laughter seemed to tremble a little because of phlegm. She looked at Lin Fan with an apologetic look. Isa held her throat with one hand and hummed a few times, coughing out the phlegm in her throat.

Great. Lin Fan was so moved that he wanted to cry. He finally saw a normal guy who could clear phlegm in this world. His ears were already in great pain in the ocean of phlegm.

Drink. Spit.

Lin Fan's face, which was a little moved just now, was beaten stiff by Isa's behavior of spitting phlegm on the ground. He did not expect that Isa had been in Nurgle for a long time, and her quality had actually decreased so much. If this happened in Khorne's territory, Isa, who spitted everywhere, would definitely be thrown into prison and whipped 800 times.

Lin Fan's thoughts were well shown in his eyes. Isa's acne-covered face turned red, and then she explained to Lin Fan, "I just let objects of the same nature stay together."

Lin Fan looked down at the ground and said with sudden enlightenment, "Ah, so that's it. Then you have a high quality. I misunderstood you."

Seeing that the misunderstanding was resolved, Isa cleared her throat again, and then said to Lin Fan in a beautiful and light voice, "I have recovered a lot of strength now, don't think of me as a useless vase."

Isa's tone was strange when she said this, as if Lin Fan was the biggest contributor to her recovery of strength.

Lin Fan blinked twice, and then heard the emperor's intermittent voice, "I. Find reinforcements for you. They will be here soon."

Reinforcements? Who can be my reinforcements at this critical moment? The Cursed Legion? Or the Imperial Guard?

Lin Fan thought while leaning over to help Isa get rid of the shackles. He held Isa's feet with one hand and grabbed the shackles with the other hand. He pulled hard, and the shackles that were indestructible in Isa's eyes twisted, and the thorns on the shackles inevitably pierced Isa's ankles.

The bright red blood flowed out, and then turned black, and the little wounds on Isa's ankles also left ugly bruises.