Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry

Just as Salis was silently guiding Delia to touch his body in order to pull her into the path of depraved pleasure, the smell of blood was noticed by Salis, and a violent voice like forged iron sounded: " You damn coward!"

The scarlet subspace energy instantly shattered the wonderful dream carefully constructed by Salish and replaced them with a new dream place.

"You damn fool! Do you have to go against me?"

"Quiet!!!!"

Sha Lishi hurriedly felt the body he had created in his dream subconscious. It was the patriarch whom he hated.

"Then doesn't this mean..."

boom! His whole body attracted the attention of Sha Lishi, and a damn blood-red ax penetrated the deck and fell next to the little mechanical girl. Salish could tell at a glance that it was a projection of Khorne, a bloodthirsty ax filled with hatred and courage.

Then the girl named Delia picked it up, and Salish really wanted to curse: Didn't your teacher teach you not to touch these seemingly heretical things casually?

The next moment, Delia screamed angrily and rushed towards Salish who became the clan leader.

"Wait! Wait! I'm not the clan leader! I'm soap!! The soap you like!!" Salisi hurriedly persuaded Delia to put down the axe, and stood up immediately. Under Khorne's interference, he had lost absolute control over Delia's dream, and most of his divine power was struggling with Khorne, that damn fool.

Half of Delia's small dormitory was wrapped in lustful pink subspace energy, and the other half was occupied by red energy filled with the smell of violence and blood. The two completely different energies were tearing apart crazily. The center was annihilated, but they all had a tacit understanding not to let any of this energy leak out of the room.

Delia, who was at the center of the battle between the two powerful forces, was breathing normally and her face was rosy. Under the protection of the sacred golden light, she was not harmed by these subspace energies at all.

"Ahhhhhhh!!! Khorne, you bitch!!" In the painful wailing, Salish, who had one of his legs cut off by Khorne's axe, expressed his hatred for Khorne. Originally, he could gain pleasure and power from this kind of damage, but that ax was a projection of Khorne, which completely cut off the source of pleasure and power from him. Now he can only feel the harm. Painfully, each swing of Khorne's ax inflicts damage on itself in the warp.

Salish wanted to run away, but Delia would not just let this annoying patriarch go. The movements of his hands did not stop at all because of the clan leader's wailing, like a cold and skillful butcher, slashing everything on the clan leader's body with a blood-red battle axe.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!"

Khorne's ridicule sounded along with Delia's slashing, and reached the ears of Salish. This ridicule made it difficult for him to suppress his anger towards Khorne, and then he no longer thought about the issue of escape, driving this The sub-body's claws struck at Khorne's axe.

"Since you want to play, then I will play with you!"

In a violent attack that completely ignored the cost and self-protection, the clan leader's body was riddled with holes, the chitin carapace on his abdomen was cut open, and his intestines and stomach bag were drooped.

And Khorne's battle ax was not in good condition either. It was full of shattered gaps and scratches, gushing with blood. Delia still looked lively and energetic, holding an ax and refusing to let go of Salish.

Sha Lishi stared at the ax resentfully and left bitterly. Khorne, who felt the disappearance of Slaanesh, followed closely behind, and the ax in Delia's hand turned into a ball of blood mist and disappeared.

Everything in the bedroom that had been corrupted and twisted stopped changing, and quickly began to reverse course with the departure of their owner. The large and luxurious bed turned into a simple white single bed, and the wine glass gushing out wine and blood turned into a The electronic skull of the service, the sharp blades all over the floor, and the flaming brass headpost retracted and disappeared.

There was a faint sigh of helplessness, and the golden light on Delia's body also dissipated.

Delia's dream was once again broken and reorganized, and the golden throne she wanted to see once again appeared in front of her. Lin Fan, who was sitting on the throne, was still looking at her with his gentle and compassionate eyes.

Quickly climbing over the heavy cables and steps, Delia came to Lin Fan. Just as she was about to jump into his arms and relive the good times, Lin Fan's head suddenly changed, from the original smile to A square machine with a red glowing digital display on it.

It displayed a cruel message that made Delia break into cold sweat - 7:00.

The harsh beeping sound sounded, and Delia's dream completely collapsed. When she opened her eyes, she could only see the familiar ceiling and the white single bed with a faint smell of engine oil. Delia sat up with a confused look on her face. She reached out and picked up the "sacred" electronic watch. Resisting the urge not to violate the prohibition and smash this sacred creation, Delia silently recited the consecration prayer and gently pressed the red rupee with her finger. En Rune.

But it is obvious that the machine soul is not in the mood to rest yet, and is still releasing its voice noisily. According to the past, Delia should take out the holy oil at this time and perform a complete set of soothing rituals to let the machine soul rest. Her soul became happy again, but if she didn't smash the culprit who ruined her dream, it would be because she studied hard in the Church of the Machine.

Didi didi!

The harsh beeping sound stimulated Delia's nerves like a mockery. Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore and used her modified mechanical hand to slap the top of the machine that had no sense of crisis.

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Pang! Pang! Pang!

The angry slaps successfully made the machine soul realize who was the boss, and silently stopped making noises. Delia didn't have the slightest thought of guilt. After all, this is how the incarnation of the God of Machines trains those disobedient machine souls, right? I just carry out the will of the God of All Machines.

Silently she stood up and rubbed her face. Delia washed her cheeks with the clean water circulated and purified on the ship, and walked out of the room with an extremely ugly face.

Just like those employees of the Ministry of Government who have Sunday off but are temporarily assigned to work and need to go out to work.

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On the other side, Salish, whose projection was injured, was breathing heavily, partly affected by his own insignificant pain, but more by the destruction and interference of Khorne, the bastard, to his plans, and the insignificant The concealed mockery made him so angry that he had a brain hemorrhage.

When Salish had just stood up and announced the attack on Khorne to his loyal servants and the great demons, a blood-red spear penetrated straight into the wailing lens in Salish's gorgeous hall. Amid the chaotic sounds of souls being devoured and escaping, the wailing lens that had brought so much joy to the Thralishi became another soul-draining victim of the Blood Spear of Khorne.

"Ahhhhhh!!! You bastard!! You even smashed my TV!!! Do you know how many souls it takes to create that thing!!!" Salish yelled angrily, and all he got was Khorne's scoff.

Turning on his divine power, all the sword blades and hooks of the Palace of Lust were projected out, flying towards the brass skull throne of Khorne.

In the warp, another large-scale demon war broke out between Khorne and Slaanesh. Billions of demons were crushed into powder in this war, and Delia, the initiator of all this, had no idea of ​​her wealth. With a gloomy look on her face, she just lubricated her mechanical arm with holy oil.