Forty thousand years later, he became a god in the warp

Chapter 276 Demonic Sounds and Death Threats

Lin Heng realized the situation of Kane's Gate and understood the danger involved. He immediately put all his strength into pushing himself away from the wall.

Lin Heng finally understood why there were so many strange characters carved here. It seemed that the guards here were really driven crazy by the piercing demonic sound.

The subspace has never stopped polluting the real space. Even the cracks in it, the so-called webway, are still constantly under attack.

"Mad, why doesn't this sound disappear?"

Lin Heng rubbed his ears and found that the corrupt evil sounds did not stop after leaving the wall. Instead, they were still ringing in his ears, horribly polluting him.

"Help...it's so dark here...let me out..."

"Something is biting me...my sixth arm...is gone...it's growing..."

Although it was not a terrifying roar, sometimes it was this kind of weird whispering sound that could make people nervous. Moreover, this sound was specifically targeted at the soul, completely bypassing Lin Heng's transformed organs.

"Damn... Subspace... is really a thing..."

"Hahahahaha, it's great that you realized this. Quite great. Absolutely great!"

Suddenly, a sharp and strange human voice was heard behind Lin Heng. He turned around abruptly and saw a shadow crawling towards him in the gloomy darkness.

Crying and wailing, the cries of death, endless curses, and miserable howls broke out at the same time, if the sound of the warp was the "cluck" sound of whispering in the ear.

The new sound was someone grabbing your ears and yelling at you. As the shadow approached, the weird mental screams gradually pushed back the obsessive subspace magic sound.

Then, crazy howls, grief-stricken screams, unbearable pain, and all kinds of tortured screams broke out in my mind.

In just a moment, Lin Heng's mind felt like it was exploding, and his whole body felt as if he had been electrocuted. He fell to his knees and twitched continuously. He tore off handfuls of hair with his hands and roared like a wild beast.

Thousands of slave souls appeared in Lin Heng's mind. They dragged their remaining bodies and howled as they crawled. As they approached, Lin Heng's spirit collapsed further.

"Ahhhhh!!!!"

The crazy desire to commit suicide tormented Lin Heng's soul. Lyman's ear and nerve nodes worked at full capacity, but still could not stop the spread of this torture.

In just less than half a minute, blood began to flow from all of Lin Heng's seven orifices. He punched his head again and again, trying to use physical means to drive away the torture of thousands of cruel souls, but this only increased the wounds and wasted his energy.

The shadow dissipated, revealing You Run, whose expression was extremely distorted with laughter, and whose four humanoid arms were holding down the black square box in his hands.

The film with dark green inscriptions on the square box looks like Mandela's skin. This thing is fused with the dark square box, together sealing the strange thing inside.

Unclear human faces kept protruding from the six planes of the square box, as if some existence was trying to break through the blockade of the membrane.

As the strange thing on the square box squirmed, the screaming sound in Lin Heng's mind gradually became more bizarre, causing his spirit to collapse even more.

“Hahahahaha, very good, very good!”

You Run shouted with joy, stretched out his fleshy tentacles and stabbed into Lin Heng's abdominal cavity, and the front mouthparts tore and swallowed the scarlet flesh.

You Run was trembling all over, and his whole body straightened up as if an electric current had passed through. His eyes were wide open so that his eyelids were torn apart. His twisted tongue jumped out of his mouth, swinging wildly in the air, splashing out fishy saliva.

The flesh tentacles all over its body began to attack its own kind, as if they were trying to snatch ownership of its prey, making You Run unable to stand steadily.

"Hahahahaha, this is awesome! This is awesome! Absolutely delicious flesh and blood, and absolutely active psychic energy!

If you are transformed into the key to control the Webway, such an achievement will surely leave a mark in the history of the Eldar!

And I, Yurun Lakas, may be able to break free from the limitations of flesh and blood, just like the rising god of death! I can also become a god of the Eldar!"

The cracked face swayed with strange tentacles. You Run looked at Lin Heng, who was bleeding from all seven orifices due to the torture of the painful box in front of him. Then he shouted loudly, shocked the twisting tentacles, and controlled them to meander away.

“BOOM!\“

Suddenly, an explosion sounded, and a large amount of debris and twisted abominations swarmed in from the darkness. You Run frowned and looked at his creation running towards him under the leadership of the Pain Engine, and immediately shouted:

"Damn you! Who the f*ck asked you to come here!"

"Master Yourun! A large number of Comoro Eldar are attacking this place. They are about to break through our defense line!"

"A bunch of corrupt alchemical materials, who gave them the guts to ruin my plan!"

You Run's hoarse voice was heart-wrenching, and his face immediately became extremely hateful. But suddenly he felt something, and a panic expression rose on his face. He threw down the square box in his hand and jumped aside.

“Puka!”

Before the wreckage in front of it could react, a spear fell from the sky, piercing through its skull and tearing its body apart before sinking into the ground and disappearing without a trace. The wreckage turned into pieces of flesh and died.

The bloody tentacles twisted repeatedly, allowing You Run to escape from danger. The wriggling pupils saw through the illusion, and the long scarlet hair allowed him to recognize who the person was.

"Lilith! You damn bitch! I should have caught you earlier and turned you into a tool for my sexual gratification!"

Amid You Run's angry curses, a beautiful figure with jade-like skin fell from the sky. The sharp tip of the straw touched the ground, only raising a little dust, and then Lilith landed gracefully on the ground.

Then, the tip of the spear began to glow with starlight, and the squirming, tortured soul box became completely silent. The skin that was emitting dark green runes also dimmed.

Lilith ignored You Run, turned around, stepped on the still twitching Lin Heng with her bare feet, and shook her head:

"Little pretty boy, you can't handle just five thousand suffering souls?

There are many hardships to be endured in the future. You are too weak to be my pet.

But you are human after all."

Lin Heng looked at Lilith who was teasing him with red eyes. Although he felt unhappy, he was more relieved.

Fighting against one's own people is indeed something the Dark Eldar would do.

Veins popped out on You Run's forehead. What he hated the most were the witches of the Wu Ling Sect. These bitches didn't even want to get a more advanced transformation for the sake of their crappy skin.

And the one he hated even more was Lilith in front of him, this bitch who abandoned the orthodoxy of the Comorian Eldar and ran off to have an affair with the Ark Eldar.

The road to becoming a god was interrupted by the other party, and this behavior undoubtedly touched You Run's bottom line.

"Damn bitch! Take her down for me!"

The army of debris and the pain engines rushed towards the two people, waving their sickle teeth. The Kronos parasitic engine pulled the trigger to release acid ammunition, but before it hit the two people, Lilith dragged Lin Heng away early.

Lilith could even block and attack with ease while climbing walls and taking away the lives of the wreckage with ease.

With her nimble figure, she turned up and down, and faced with the chopping of knives and axes, and the rain of bullets, Lilith walked through a sea of ​​flowers without getting a single leaf on her.

A fine iron spear emerged like a dragon from the sea, carrying with it an extremely terrifying pressure that directly shattered and defeated those strange creatures.

Lin Heng's face was covered in blood as he watched the airships and motorcycles flying all over the sky. He had no idea who was fighting whom. There were Wiccan gladiators, Conspiracy warriors, Blood Orcs artifacts, Nightmares, Mandrakes, and all kinds of strange alien creatures.

It was estimated that almost all the Dark Eldar warriors who could come out had come out to join the battle, and while my soul was suffering from the torment, the entire portal area immediately became bustling with activity.

His dazed expression stabilized, and Lin Heng turned around to look at the chaotic black bean sprouts. He was not sure whether he should break away from Lilith's control and pass through the Kane's Gate to leave this terrifying dark city.

I am like a dragon returning to the sea in the subspace, so I don't have to worry about the depletion of my psychic energy. However, if I want to find a place to stay, it can only be said to be too fantastic.

Moreover, this would be considered as stepping into someone else's territory, and he would be closer to the control of the evil god than in the real world... but compared to being controlled by this group of sadists, loneliness and danger were more bearable.

Uncertain imbalance

Lin Heng activated his psychic energy to activate his escape technique, and the flesh that Lilith was holding became illusory, and merged into the subspace in the blink of an eye.

Lilith looked at Lin Heng, and Lin Heng also looked at her.

Lin Heng thanked the other party for the help. Although he could sense that Lilith was definitely using him, and that she saved him now because it was still valuable, at least she really saved him and did it personally. In this regard, he still knew how to be grateful.

Then, as if time had slowed down, he looked into the other person's eyes and said seriously:

"Thank you, again..Puff!"

Severe pain came from his waist. Lin Heng couldn't believe that anything could hurt him now. After all, the "uncertain imbalance" made his whole body integrated into the subspace, and he should not be harmed by small-yield weapons.

"Is this the pretty boy you mentioned? No wonder I felt something was wrong when I fought him. You really have changed your identity!"

Lin Heng lay on the ground and turned his head with difficulty, and saw Lady Malus, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes and holding an ancient dagger. She did not know how she broke his psychic skills.

It could actually cause harm to him who was out of the real space. Intuitively, it might be a problem with that unknown dagger.

Because at this moment, he felt the soul wriggling in it, it was something like the spirit of an artifact.

"Take the pretty boy away first, and we'll discuss the follow-up plans in detail. I'll go to Victor's place." Lilith said.