Transmigrated into Warhammer 40K, But I Didn't Cry Out Loud
Chapter 1003

Plan Failed

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Slaanesh's idea was extraordinarily dangerous. The source of desire was entwined with every living thing in the universe; if Lin Fan swallowed it, part of the very concept of desire might disappear.

For example, joy. For example, sorrow.

But Slaanesh did not care. She only wanted to experience something new, and she wanted her darling to experience it with her. Even if it meant forging the entire universe into a sweet little candy, it would still be worth it.

Hee hee...

Delighted by the image forming in her mind, Slaanesh rolled over again and saw Ynnead, the God of Death, drawing ever closer.

After capturing this God of Death, Slaanesh had listened to Lin Fan and had not swallowed him alive or flayed him. She had merely tossed him into a toy box and occasionally taken him out to play with.

And honestly, this chilly little toy had been rather stimulating at first. But after only a few uses, Slaanesh had grown tired of him and thrown him into the teddy bear, no longer paying him any mind.

Now that she saw her toy brimming with life again, Slaanesh's dormant heart stirred anew. Even as she spat blood, she warmly greeted Ynnead.

"Hi~ Want to play something fun with me?"

Ynnead, filled with murderous intent, was utterly sickened by Slaanesh's words. They reminded him of those brief yet humiliating days.

"Enough, Slaanesh!" Ynnead roared. Slaanesh fell silent and stared curiously at him with her many eyes. "Your days of evil are over! All pleasure will be extinguished beneath my blade! Only pure death and the frigid prison of wandering souls await you!"

"Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh! So this is a new kind of game, right?" Slaanesh grew excited. She loved new games. "Oh! Come on, come on! Use that freezing

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