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

Chapter 465: Rescue the Dreamer's Soul-Replenishing Ceremony

In the webway, the Dark Strait battleship was traveling at high speed. Engul, sitting on the throne, was thinking alone. He did not expect that Lin Heng would follow him away.

I had planned to convene the Council of Prophets after returning to the Strait to try to understand the situation behind it, but the reality caught me off guard.

And he couldn't show too much urgency about his arrival. This guy was indeed too mysterious, and any abnormal situation would definitely be discovered by the other party quickly.

"What is the current situation of the Void Dreamer?"

"Your Highness, the dreamer is still asleep, but he has uttered some unclear mumblings several times. They all express danger, obstruction, disaster, and other dangerous words."

Ngur crossed his arms and pinched his chin, thinking that he had to deal with Lin Heng personally.

"Notify me as soon as the dreamer awakens. Now go serve our guests."

"Yes."

N'Gul walked towards the luxurious chamber, from which several beautiful women came out with plates, and immediately bowed to greet him when they saw him.

Among them were not only elves' maids, Engul even specially arranged two human women to provide services.

"Only food is left?"

"Yes, Your Highness, but he said he would call us over if needed. He also said we are very good-looking and asked us to thank you for his kindness." The maids answered quickly in response to his inquiry.

Ngur nodded and let them leave. Of course, he had instigated many people from the empire to rebel, including many planetary governors and wandering merchants.

However, there are not a single Space Marine of this type. These maids are all carefully selected spies whose purpose is to conduct surveillance.

"Difficult."

Ngur knocked on the door while mumbling, and after hearing the sound of agreement, he pushed the door open and walked in.

"As far as I know, there are at least a dozen servitors behind an Astartes. They maintain the armor, load ammunition, and keep records...

They are here to serve you. Do you need to rub the mud yourself for bathing? Just let them do it."

Lin Heng smiled as he tasted the Eldar delicacies. To be honest, he didn't even need to take a shower. Once the psychic flames burned, all the bacteria and microorganisms on his body would be turned into nothing.

The reason why he let them in was because the food they brought really piqued his interest. It must be said that the long-lived Eldar had studied eating, drinking and having fun to the extreme.

Compared to theirs, the food of the Titans is a far cry from theirs. During the days of Farsightedness, the fish paste products tasted strange and were tasteless.

"Your craftsmanship is indeed much better than that of the Tau."

"Hahahaha, this is just because the supplies on the ship are not abundant. When we arrive at the Dark Strait, I will definitely entertain you and let you know what hundreds of thousands of years of food history means."

Ngur was very relaxed. He sat back in his chair, took a red fruit and started tasting it.

"Well, by then you will definitely be fascinated by the environment there and won't want to leave."

Lin Heng's mouth curled up slowly as he chewed his food. He knew that the old guy was trying to get some information from him. He wanted to tell him directly. After all, his plan was to use him to find the Lion King's trail.

Because even if Lin Heng is now a powerful psychic, it is absolutely impossible for him to take away a complete STC casting template quietly from a casting world.

God knows how terrifying the defensive power of a template of this level will be.

It was also impossible for him to rely on the power of the Eldar to collect them. On the one hand, their forces were too dispersed and they had no ability to harass the Forge World.

Second, even if everything went smoothly and the STC was obtained, it was impossible for those Eldar to just want the medicine.

Retrieving the STC panacea is a long-term plan. It is absolutely impossible for him to complete this unprecedented task alone.

He needs allies, he needs logistics, he needs intelligence, he needs some items he can use, and most importantly, he needs a guy who can withstand bombs.

A living Primarch.

The Dark Side of the Empire was unable to communicate across long distances, and the Primarch's location was only roughly known. It would be like looking for a needle in a haystack for him to cover a territory the size of several star regions on his own.

The Tau are too weak and the Empire cannot be relied upon. The best force right now is the Eldar pirates in front of them.

Relying on the opponent's extensive network system, the large number of pirates roaming in the starry sea will definitely be able to find the whereabouts of the Lion King more quickly.

However, Engul, a veteran who has lived for thousands of years, would naturally not do business at a loss. If he were to express his idea first, the other party might raise the price.

He didn't believe that the old guy would provide free lunch.

"Ah, just for fun, to experience the local customs and practices. The environment in the empire is too cold and cruel."

"Oh, welcome, welcome. With a warrior as powerful as you, there must be countless fleets that want to recruit you.

That's right, that's it, what I want is the stars and the sea, looking for mysterious treasures, robbing Chaos armies, and killing a few Orc bosses when I feel upset, it's beautiful. "

Lin Heng continued to enjoy the food with a smile, eating and drinking in no time. After finishing the staple food, he ate two pieces of fruit. When his mouth was dry, he drank two bottles of fermented rice wine.

During this time, Engul kept trying to find some topics to talk about, but every time he wanted to speak, he was interrupted by Lin Heng's ungraceful eating sounds.

Finally, he could no longer sit still. After coughing twice, he mentioned the situation of the Soul Stone, and then talked about the tragic self-sacrifice of Dulles. Lin Heng thought that this was moral blackmailing him.

Lin Heng didn't buy it. They were helping each other and they didn't owe each other anything. Without him, Dulles would have died. Dulles's action was a favor to him. Of course, he was grateful to him.

"So, what do you want from me?"

When Engul heard this, he chuckled and immediately mentioned the Tyrannosaurus biomass that Lin Heng used to treat Dulles.

It means that the thing is very precious, and it is one of the best things in the Dark Strait. It can be said that you can exchange it for most of the resources.

The reason why Engul wanted biomass was naturally to help his own Void Dreamer recover. Of course, taking care of his subordinates was only superficial. Privately, he wanted to allow the dreamer to explore and divine again after recovery.

However, in order not to arouse Lin Heng's suspicion, he just kept saying that he wanted to leave something good so that he could have life-saving medicine in case he was hurt in the future.

Lin Heng pointed at his fingers and smiled without saying anything. He had deduced through divination that there was something wrong with what Engul said.

Although there was no clear indication of the situation, he already felt that the other party was hiding something, so he refused the other party on the grounds that the quantity was small.

The two of them saw through it but didn't say anything, each of them had their own thoughts in their hearts. They both knew that the other probably knew about their situation, and the two old foxes communicated back and forth in words.

In the end, it was Engul who was more sincere and explained his family's situation.

“Actually, it was our family’s Void Dreamer who was attacked by Thousand Sons wizards while traveling through the warp some time ago.

Our doctors are somewhat helpless in treating her injuries, and she can only rely on herself to slowly heal her damaged soul. You know, we are experts in this area of ​​souls, but we are also afraid of the gaze of the hungry lady, so we dare not try it easily. "

Lin Heng secretly figured out that among Ahriman's techniques, there were several spell rituals on how to replenish damaged souls.

Lin Heng directly picked a method that would be less harmful to Tianhe, wrote it on the scroll and handed it to Ngur. While asking him to prepare the necessary items, he also arranged a quiet place for him to complete the ritual himself.

"This! Okay, okay, get someone to prepare it right away."

Engul was overjoyed. He first asked other psychics under his command to test the ritual. Although they could not fully understand the correctness of the ritual, divination and budgeting confirmed that Lin Heng did not lie in the process he provided.

So in less than half an hour, all the supplies were prepared. Lin Heng, standing in the center of the spell ceremony, looked at the Void Dreamer at his feet.

His pale face showed that his body had suffered a great deal of trauma. His constantly twitching mouth and eyebrows showed that his spiritual world was going through some kind of test without any tests.

However, Lin Heng's action was not out of kindness, because his kindness had actually been lost several years ago.

Now everything is available to him, and he is not prepared to lose such a perfect opportunity to explore memories. A soul dreamer with a damaged soul and no defense, who knows how rich the truth hidden in his mind will be.

"Okay, everyone leave."

"Leave two war wizards to help you. They are both psykers and warriors. They are all gamma-class beings, so they can be of some use."

"Yes, but if there are too many psychic light spots, more chaotic creatures will be attracted. Then, the danger that Suo will face will be greater. You don't have the Geller position, so you must be prepared to resist the possibility of subspace alienation inside the ship."

This did give Engul a headache, but since he was a pirate, he would not avoid any risks.

As a result, combat orders were issued layer by layer, every cabin on the ship was closed, all automatic defense systems were turned on, and all personnel on the ship entered combat status.

In addition to the Void Dreamer lying on the ground, the two War Witches stood quietly by. Lin Heng calmed his mind, and soft spiritual energy flowed out from his fingertips, gradually covering the Void Dreamer under his feet.

The two war wizards on the side watched carefully, monitoring Ling Heng's behavior while also trying to learn the psychic skills displayed by the other party.

Without a careful investigation, one could sense Mengzhe's current situation. He must have suffered the same spiritual backlash as him. The form was different, but the damage was more serious. His soul was burned.

The energy of the Warp passes through the psyker's body and burns his soul, so that he cannot use psyker powers for a period of time, and once used, it will only aggravate the damage to his soul.

To cure this effect, it is easy to say, you just need to repair the damage to the soul. And the way to repair it is to use soul to repair soul.

In several corners of the surrounding magic circle, there were a group of psychics of different races. Humans, Eldar, and some races that Lin Heng had never seen before. According to Engel, they were all criminals.

However, Lin Heng doesn't care about their identities and backgrounds, because there are always people who are too pitiful and too difficult to save.

An obscure spell came out of his mouth, and the blood-inspired formation began to operate, with red blood light blooming from the inscriptions on the formation.

All the psychics who were enveloped let out horrifying cries of pain, and their bodies, covered in blood, immediately began to burn out of thin air.

In an instant, their useless bodies turned into ashes, but their colorful souls were trapped in the formation.

They floated around, swearing shrilly, and under the crackling of lightning, the shadowy souls screamed and fell.

Lin Heng raised his hands, and those spirits were drawn to the top of his palms. He made three palm prints, and three flames burned out of thin air. The spirits in the middle were immediately burned by the fire of karma.

The spirits were in a panic, flying through the air in agony, their unclear faces wailing loudly, but unfortunately this time they had no way to escape the approach of death.

The howling of these spirits can completely shatter the brains of ordinary people. The psychic sound waves were blocked by the blood and were completely reduced in the formation.

Within three to five breaths, the dozen or so spirits were kneaded into a spirit ball, emitting wisps of green smoke under the roasting of three spirit fires.

As the spirit ball gradually shrank, its interior seemed to become more transparent, as if it had been purified by removing the dross and leaving only the essence.

The two war wizards around felt the pure soul paste contained in the gradually shrinking spirit ball. It can be said that if they absorb that kind of thing, their souls will become more resilient.

Just this refining ritual alone would definitely cause a bloody storm if it were placed in the Dark Strait. The other party simply gave it to his prince. I really don't know if he has something better, or if he is so powerful that he doesn't care about these.

Of course, there is another possibility, that is, the Eldar dare not use psychic power too much, so as not to make their souls too conspicuous in the warp.

"Be careful...disaster...humans...eldar...they are coming...they are coming!"

Just like at this moment, the void dreamer lying on the floor suddenly became incoherent, and some illusory light and shadow appeared on his body in a trance.

The two war wizards immediately became nervous. The creatures from the subspace must have invaded the dreamer's mind at this moment.

"Be prepared, she has me watching."

Lin Heng signaled the two to focus their attention. While their attention was on the dreamer, he put his left hand behind his back and a crack leading to the subspace suddenly opened on the ceiling.

The surging subspace energy immediately poured into the closed room, and the biting cold wind and the howling of ghosts and wolves immediately filled the room that should have been silent.

The two war wizards didn't expect the mutation to come so quickly. One of them drew out the wizard's battle blade, and the other grabbed the wizard's spear. The decomposition position was opened at the same time, and the dim blue light illuminated their helmets that covered the visors.