Lin Fan spat out two pitch-black beads. Their colors were equally deep, and only the degree of cracking on their surfaces distinguished them.
The shadows leaking from the cracks in the two beads tangled around a single point, slowly revolving around it. Like a vortex, it drew together the surrounding shadows, and the darkness shrouding Perfect City receded like the tide.
Where was Corax? Where was my huge Corax?
Both Lin Fan and Lorgar wanted to ask that question, but rather than asking, Lorgar felt especially uneasy about the darkness between the two spinning beads. He cast out a golden net to bind it.
"What have you done?" Lorgar coldly demanded of Lin Fan. He intended to blame all the damage to Perfect City on this stranger before him. After all, if Lin Fan had not touched Corax's seal, none of this mess would have happened.
"I don't know what I did."
Lin Fan's honest answer did not earn a friendly response from Lorgar. In Lorgar's eyes, Lin Fan was merely mocking him with a crude brush-off.
Lorgar unleashed all the anger he had been holding back on Lin Fan. In nearly an instant, he crossed the distance between them and raised his scepter high.
"Die, insect!"
The blow was immensely powerful; even Leman Russ would not have dared take it lightly. But who was Lin Fan? The instant Lorgar froze after his scepter shattered, Lin Fan carefully controlled his strength and kicked Lorgar in the abdomen.
Lorgar cried out in pain and flew backward. Before he could understand what had just happened, Lin Fan closed in with his spear of light at Lorgar's chest and punched the airborne Lorgar into the ground.
"Lie here for a while first," Lin Fan calmly told Lorgar, then turned and walked toward the