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

Chapter 259: Bad Luck, Good Luck

Lin Heng gritted his teeth as the sound waves hit him. The Lehman Ear, the eleventh surgery in his body, immediately showed its effect. While sealing the ear canal, it also prevented him from feeling dizzy due to the erratic movement of the airship.

But the other slaves did not have such organs, and they immediately became crazy under the terrifying screams. They were restless, as if they had seen something terrible, and they stood up howling and wanted to jump off the airship.

"Dead! Dead!"

"I want to get off! I want to get off!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The panicked slaves stood up and rushed towards the driver. Although the team leader tried to stop them in time, he was still affected by the crazy slaves and his driving was affected.

Lin Heng's scalp tingled. If the car crashed at this moment, then everything would be over. He hurriedly pushed a few of the slaves, stopping them from disturbing the driving.

As the lasers scattered, the other airship might not be as lucky as Lin Heng's. The crew members who were counterattacking in the rear failed to notice the slaves' riot. They were so crazy that they pushed and shoved each other everywhere.

Amidst the chaos, the airship immediately appeared and the villains who had been waiting for a long time immediately pounced on it.

Such bold behavior seemed to be their forte. They controlled the hoverboard to fly over the airship, and the hook attached below immediately hooked the mad slave, and took it out of the airship with a spin.

The hedonist of the Straw Hat Conspiracy saw that the situation was probably really irreversible, so after careful consideration, he had no choice but to abandon the horse to save the carriage. He grabbed a slave in one hand and threw him out with a "whoosh".

Lin Heng was acting to stop everyone's progress when he suddenly felt a pulling force and then he flew out of the airship.

When the villains saw the other side throwing out the slaves, they turned around and howled and flew towards the slaves crying in the air. Those who had gone out early were hooked in the air, torn and thrown around, and those who were unlucky were dismembered in the sky.

Although Lin Heng was surprised, his reaction speed was not slow. He quickly swung his arms and hooked the shackles on his arms onto the iron claws against the speeding skateboard to avoid suffering unnecessary physical pain.

Although this injury will not kill him, it is still worth the risk in order to hide his identity and avoid arousing suspicion due to his rapid recovery speed.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The villains and criminals who completed their missions returned immediately. In a place like this, completing the mission does not mean safety. After all, no one knows whether there are other groups waiting to take advantage of the situation.

So they kept going and headed straight to the depths of Comoros, which allowed Lin Heng to appreciate the scenery of the dark city from the air.

As the skateboard whizzed through the air, the port area gradually receded into the distance, and a scene of ruins and disaster gradually emerged.

It looked like a city area that had experienced a natural disaster and had not yet been repaired. Its dilapidated appearance made it look more like some kind of abandoned place, as if it was the place where the scum of the lower class survived.

And in this bleak and desolate land full of greed and violence, a dark green river makes its sound.

Lin Heng could see this scene clearly from high in the sky. There were many anti-gravity airships floating in that area which was obviously polluted. As far as he could remember, it was a river called Caides.

There were many aliens holding something, stirring the river of bubbles. One of the scavengers even fished out a rotten corpse, and as soon as this thing came out, someone followed immediately. This gave Lin Heng the feeling that it was just like the corpse guild.

Passing through this land of thick smoke and poisonous miasma, it was replaced by a large spire area like a hive world.

Basically all the ground is covered with spires. Just like the nest city, in order to increase the capacity, various buildings are basically developed vertically. The towering spires penetrate deep into the clouds, just like a cactus with thorns everywhere.

Comoros

And there might be a gun barrel sticking out of one of the windows, plus the criss-crossing metal spikes, the city of Comoros looks much more terrifying than the Hive City.

No wonder these Dark Eldars like to drive small high-speed vehicles so much. In a place like a thorn forest, the bigger the mountains and hills, the more dangerous it is to cross them. If you are not careful, you can easily crash into a building.

The disordered structure represents the chaos of the surrounding area. This lawless place seems to be no different from the bottom of the hive city. At most, it is more difficult to survive.

As if to confirm Lin Heng's thoughts, as soon as he approached the dim spire city, a new sound appeared in it. It was a sound that annoyed him like a fly, but made the blood of those dark elves boil.

The racers driving jet motorcycles or hovercrafts flew up and down between the hideous buildings and passed through the winding corridors and pipes at an astonishing speed. Their superb driving skills made the audience on the tower applaud and cheer.

The narrower the area, the more excited the spectators will be, and the louder the cheers will be. The racers are absorbing their spiritual nourishment in this sport where the game could end with just a little carelessness.

Cutting the body of the unlucky guy during the game can also make the surrounding atmosphere more heated. No one thinks there is anything wrong with this kind of thing. After all, anyone who dares to say no will be targeted by this group of degenerates.

"I just got here and this happened. It seems that Comoros is really a land of outstanding people and beautiful scenery."

Lin Heng complained helplessly. Looking at the city where war broke out almost everywhere, he thought that this place was thousands of times more dangerous than the bottom of the nest.

As time went by, these unlucky guys finally reached their destination. That was the last of the four major forces that Lin Heng had never seen before, the master of the arena that controlled the bloody game - the Wuling Sect.

The skateboard fell to the ground, and Lin Heng rolled over. When he stood up, several sharp knives were placed on his neck. Several female dark elves in cool clothes smiled, grabbed the shackles and pulled him to the ground.

Just outside this building that looked like the ancient Roman Colosseum, one could hear the thunderous shouts from inside. However, unlike the ordinary cheers, there were many shouts of insults and denunciations.

Bloody fights in the arena are the Dark Eldar’s daily form of entertainment.

Although these slaves could not understand the language of the Eldar, the tone and intonation of the language still resonated with them.

“Ahhh! No! I don’t want it!”

"Please let me go. I will work like a slave for you. Please let me go!"

The shrill screams did not win any sympathy, but instead filled the group of women with joy.

"Very good. It seems that these slaves have not been broken and can withstand a lot of torture. You did a good job this time."

The woman who was speaking was probably the lowest-level member of the Wu Ling sect called Wu Ling. They were the gladiators in the venue and, in memory, should be similar to the conspiracy warriors.

The drawings are not good, and they usually wear fewer clothes. Basically, all the people in the arena are women. After all, the leader position is the witch.

"Alright, let's exchange the money for the goods. Who the hell knows if I can come to your arena next time?" said one of the villains.

The leader of the witches nodded to his teammates behind him, and they immediately came over carrying a box. The villain stepped forward and opened the box, revealing ten potion bottles of different colors.

The other party was overjoyed when he saw it. After opening one and sniffing it twice to confirm that it was correct, he immediately called off the attack and drove the vehicle into the sky.

"These criminals are quite smart. They know they won't do anything unless there's something to gain from it...Okay, take these slaves away. They will be the start of the bloody game tonight!"

"Yes, Leader Blood Bride!"

"Everyone get up!"

"Stand up, you boneless idiot."

"Get up, you delicate-skinned, pretty boy."

Wu Ling grabbed the shackles and pulled Lin Heng up, reached out and touched his cheek, licked his lips and said.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I feel so sad just thinking about you dying in the beast's mouth tonight. I'd better let you have some fun first. You are so lucky to be able to have some fun with the witch spirit before you die."

"Hahaha, look at your slutty look, just stop when you're thirsty, how could a male monkey like this possibly hold on, you just started feeling it and he's already ejaculated three times.

With this pretty face, after you've played with it, I'm afraid its legs will be as weak as its penis. Hahaha."

Another witch spirit stepped forward, pinched the other's butt and said.

"Go to hell, don't think I don't know what you're thinking. I think you want to 'moisten' this pretty boy, right?"

"Hahaha."

The two witch spirits laughed at the same time, as if the other had guessed their thoughts. Then, their lustful eyes fixed on the prey in front of them.

"Tsk..."

Lin Heng thought that it was no wonder that he didn't see any female black bean sprouts, it turned out that they all stayed here. Although the Wuling Sect would also send gladiators to follow the conspiracy group to participate in looting, most of the time they preferred to stay in the arena to train their martial arts.

To be honest, the two witches in front of him had pretty faces and slender bodies with curves in all the right places. The cool tights outlined their proud figures. Although they were dark elves, their skin was very white.

It is smooth and elastic, not as rough as orcs that can be used as sandpaper. This creature basically looks like an elf, except that its clothing is a little dark.

Presumably, some imperial nobles would like to "adopt" a few elves as their private pets. After all, who can resist such a dissolute character?

'Yalema, this is not a good thing. This is really draining me dry. With their personalities and tempers, the XP system will definitely be extremely weird. It's hard to say whether it's a disease or not. We must endure this kind of thing!

Second brother! You'll give me a lot of pride, absolutely...'

"Oh..hiss!"

While Lin Heng was brainstorming, one of them couldn't help but make some moves and directly pinched the "toy" he wanted, causing him to inhale sharply through his nostrils.

"Okay, there must be no mistakes in this opening. This concerns the fate of our arena. Similar malicious competition has made us increasingly unable to make ends meet. We have to rely on this bloody game to make a comeback!"

The Blood Bride leader's order stopped the two witch spirits' attack. He withdrew his hand after showing a regretful expression, and whispered in Lin Heng's ear:

"If you survive, I'll make sure you're happy as hell."

'Thank you, but forget it. ' Lin Heng thought.