Lin Fan merely looked at his nails, revealing an irritatingly smug grin as he said, "Hehe, guess?"
Tzeentch's body trembled—violently, wildly!
She had never imagined that one day, she, the Changer of Ways, would have that word thrown in her face.
Tzeentch had always been the one to toy with others using information gaps! Never the one being toyed with through information gaps!
Suppressing the urge to vomit blood, Tzeentch sat back down. Before she could say anything, Lin Fan added,
"Hehe, games are supposed to be played with a smile~ Your expression looks absolutely terrible right now~"
Tzeentch's mouth twitched. After a long while, she cursed inwardly.
Motherfucker!
Then Nurgle's sigh sounded in her ears again: I knew Tzeentch's plan was unreliable... I should've gone to talk to Khorne instead...
Don't rush... Don't rush at all...
Tzeentch took several deep breaths and forcibly suppressed her anger. Then she continued playing against Lin Fan in earnest, secretly conducting countless calculations to determine each unit's movement limit.
Lin Fan knew a little about those petty tricks, but there were still plenty of rules he had yet to introduce. He had all the time in the world to torment Tzeentch.
Things like morale dice, charge dice, deployment abilities, faction traits...
By the time Tzeentch figured it all out, Imperial troops would already be at her doorstep.
As for Curze, he had already killed every single Ork and Degraded One. His inability to control his own fate and body had made his mind increasingly unstable. Without the God-Emperor's embrace, he definitely would not recover anytime soon.
Fortunately, the God-Emperor saw all of his diligence and devotion. Curze's work was rewarded, and the God-Emperor personally sewed him a stuffed doll.
After the battle, Curze used the purified water stored in his armor to wash