Chapter 508 Slaanesh is full
Lin Fan looked at Qian Mian and wanted to say something, but Slaanesh behind him jumped up, rode on Lin Fan's neck, and held Lin Fan's head to speak first.
"My dear tastes much better than yours."
Although Qian Mian was wearing a helmet that did not reveal his face, Lin Fan still felt that he must have slapped Qian Mian severely.
This is a great sadness.
The natural enemy of the race is right in front of him, and he doesn't care at all about the struggles and efforts of these people. As long as her attention is drawn to something else, the demise of the race will be delayed.
This sad gift and mercy made Qianmian feel pain and confusion.
"I'm waiting for you to kill me" Slaanesh said with a smile, not caring about the impact of this indifferent attitude on Qian Mian. Maybe she did it on purpose. After all, she is not stupid, she just prefers to act casually. That’s all.
"We will."
Efreni put her hands on Thousand Faces' back. She looked at Slaanesh seriously, holding tightly the Sword of the Crone that Slaanesh had given her.
"But don't you still have a little to go? Go quickly, my dear." Slaanesh waved his hand, then smiled and hugged Lin Fan's head and stopped talking.
Ifreni didn't know how she could endure Slaanesh's contempt. She closed her eyes and sat aside, turning her face to the side so that Slaanesh wouldn't appear in her sight.
The meeting with the Death Army was over, and the only conclusion that Ifreni and Lin Fan came to after communicating was that they must stab Slaanesh to death.
Even if it means poking fun at the Necron gods, their race has endured Slaanesh's toy for too long. They must be freed from Slaanesh's hold on their race, even if the rest of the gods may fall as a result.
"The gods were devoured and digested by her, and living is also a kind of death. I am willing to provide the gods with the ultimate liberation."
Looking at the determined Ifreni, Lin Fan wanted to ask the other Eldar gods what they thought of this behavior. Slaanesh said that you can ask her stomach, of course the kind that goes inside.
Lin Fan thought it was better to forget it. It would be better for them to solve the troubles of their spiritual clan by themselves.
The Death Army stayed in the cafeteria for a few days, and then they bid farewell to Lin Fan.
"Are you leaving?" Lin Fan looked up from a pile of documents, which recorded Odemeyer's coffee supply. There is a shortage of all kinds of plants on this planet, but coffee is the only one that cannot be cut off.
The Krieg Company specially opened a piece of land for Odemair to grow huge coffee beans. According to the standards of legion Reka coffee, it is enough for dozens of Astra Militarum regiments to drink for several years.
All this coffee was digested by Odemeyer, and it was on the verge of insufficient supply at all times. God knows how strong the coffee made by the coffee machine created by this scientist could be.
Putting these documents aside, Lin Fan was able to see the whole person.
Ifreni performed an extremely elegant Eldar etiquette on him, but Lin Fan simply couldn't understand the meaning of these complicated movements.
"Well, you know this kind of cultural minutiae, I don't know."
"I thought you were omniscient."
"Ha, it's my turn to take Tzeentch's seat."
Efreni gave Lin Fan a helpless look, and then spoke out her request.
"I hope you can help us and help us obtain the Sword of the Old Woman on the skeleton of Bietan's spirit bone."
"Can't you handle it? I remember that the biggest difficulty on the way to get the sword was Slaanesh's subordinates. Now she is too lazy to care about you." Lin Fan asked curiously.
After listening to this, Efreni bit her lip slightly with her teeth, looking quite troubled.
"Bietan's sailing route has changed greatly. I think it's better for the captain to tell you." The gems on Ifreni's clothes flashed, and then an Eldar pirate opened the door and entered.
Lin Fan still remembered this buddy. After all, he had met such a maverick among the Eldar tribe who gave himself a Mediterranean hairstyle.
The Eldar pirate with Mediterranean hairstyle greeted Efreni, and then sat carelessly on the stool in Lin Fan's office, crossing his legs in a graceless manner.
Perhaps feeling a little rude, the Eldar pirate lowered his legs again. He looked very awkward and unaccustomed.
"I don't have that much etiquette here. Just come as you feel comfortable." Lin Fan reminded, and the spirit pirates returned to their carefree demeanor.
"My name is Kerns. I have been wandering in the universe since I gave up my path. I am what you humans often call the Spirit Pirates." After briefly introducing his life, Kerns scratched his scalp and continued. , "Bietan's path on the star map has disappeared for a long time. We have not found the sailing fluctuations of the Ark on the webway and the psychic path."
Kerns' fingers stretched out and carved on Lin Fan's desk. In the shaping of psychic power, artistic symbolic lines appear, outlining and interweaving into a picture with clear meaning.
Of course, according to the standards of the Eldar, the information represented by this kind of picture is extremely clear. But Lin Fan really couldn't understand the meaning of these complex symbols. He had to look at Coens awkwardly and express that he didn't understand.
"Huh, man." Coens subconsciously mocked the stupidity of human beings, and then he felt a pair of eyes staring at his soul.
Swallowing nervously, Kerns was grateful for his quick response.
"Of course I can use a more clear way, but I was negligent. Haha."
Lin Fan felt strange when he saw Coens suddenly sitting upright, but he didn't think much about it. He just stared at Coens scribbling on the table with his fingers.
Before the fall of the Eldar, some Eldar people felt the decay and madness of their empire, and a fierce sense of crisis danced in their hearts, and they were unable to awaken the indulgent and hedonistic people.
The Eldar, who couldn't stand the corruption, fled their homeland on a spaceship. They survived all kinds of dangers and wild predators in space. Eventually settling in the galactic frontiers, these frontier planets lacked civilization. These Eldar communicated with the souls of the world and integrated the souls of the deceased into the planets.
These Eldar are known as the Wild Eldar.
And people like Ifreni who are drifting in the galaxy on giant arks are naturally the Ark Eldar.
The Ark also has navigation routes in the universe. During the space voyage, the Ark Eldar will also look for planets to develop and colonize.
Bietan also followed this. Their route has not changed significantly for thousands of years, and they have been floating among the stars on the eastern border.
It was not until Ifreni found the remaining three Swords of the Crone and prepared to go to Bietan to find the fourth one that they were surprised to find that Bietan failed to appear in the psychic route.
Why purple? Because orcs believe there are no purple orcs.