First there was a fishy smell, then a shadow. Colvin looked at Konrad Curze without saying a word. Their father didn't like Konrad Curze, so they did the same.
Konrad Curze didn't care what Colvin thought. He chopped up the incoming electromagnetic cannon shells with his sharp claws, and then took out the long whip full of spikes from behind.
With a sudden swing, several degraded battle suits were knocked into staggering and disintegrated pieces.
The degraded combat suits adjusted their muzzles to point at Konrad Curze, and hundreds of electromagnetic artillery shells were projected towards them.
At this moment, Tzeentch, who had been sitting like a statue, flicked his wrist, and several dice came to a halt, revealing a few points.
"Judging from the points, this shell hit the target." Looking at the shocked Lin Fan, Tzeentch laughed out loud.
Just as Tzeentch said, a cannonball was acted upon by the rules of the chess pieces, locking Konrad Curze's figure.
Even someone as strong as Primarchs would be injured by such an attack.
Lin Fan narrowed his eyes, taking Tzeentch's understanding for granted. Even a newbie playing chess with an experienced player, after being beaten for a long time with his head covered, gradually understood the rules of the horse moving the sun and the elephant moving the field.
So should we provide protective dice for Konrad Curze?
If Tzeentch knew the rules of protection dice, he would definitely use them flexibly to make the next battle more difficult.
No... think about it from another angle.
No matter how the advantage is still in my hand, Tzeentch understands the impact of points, but if he doesn't know the special entries of the chess pieces, he can only rely on the whiteboard data of the chess pieces to fight.
You must know that in Warhammer, a tabletop game that focuses on face-to-face combat, if you forget to emphasize the entry bonus of the chess pieces, it can be completely ignored during settlement.
The data on the whiteboard is entirely in his own mind. Lin Fan only needs to think about the data of the military units towards the weakest version.
Having made up his mind, he shook his wrist. The dice fell from Lin Fan's hand and suddenly fell on the table.
Tzeentch stared closely, she already knew the existence of the concept of protection die, but she had many questions about the value.
The dice stopped and Lin Fan took a look. The rules were settled silently. Konrad Curze would receive some minor injuries to end this round of confrontation.
The electromagnetic gun that shattered Colvin's shoulder hit Konrad Curze's face hard, making people worried about Primarchs's condition.
But after the smoke dissipated, Konrad Curze only had nosebleeds spurting from both nostrils that could not be stopped for a short period of time, and there were no more injuries.
"What the hell is going on?" Konrad Curze asked, blood inevitably flowing into his mouth to be tasted.
This blood aroused Konrad Curze's ferocity, and his movements became faster and more ferocious.
Tzeentch also tried to roll protection dice when Konrad Curze launched an attack, but because the strength of the rules of the Degraded Battle Suit itself was much lower than Primarchs, even if Tzeentch was lucky, rolling many six points would not significantly reduce casualties.
All the deteriorated combat uniforms in an area were killed, and Konrad Curze, who was in a hurry, did not waste too much energy on them.
"Hey Tzeentch." Lin Fan called out suddenly at this time. His mysterious smile made Tzeentch feel very uneasy.
"You have to learn the next operation carefully."
After Tzeentch heard this, he couldn't help but stare at Big Eye. Lin Fan rubbed his hands and stretched his fingers towards Konrad Curze's body.
In this mysterious space that overlooks the entire chessboard, Lin Fan has always indirectly affected the changes in the battle situation. This is the first time he has actively participated in it.
Tzeentch is very confused. The way he controls the battle situation is to issue orders, just like a commander who controls the overall situation.
Subjective One Are you going to punish yourself for breaking the rules? Your eyes quickly turned, and one hand reached into your body, tightly grasping the lifeblood of all living things in the universe.
If Lin Fan really does something that violates the rules, Tzeentch will destroy everything without hesitation.
Lin Fan looked at Tzeentch's nervousness and couldn't help but sneer, because the next behavior was part of the rules, but he had never used it in front of Tzeentch before.
Konrad Curze was gently pinched by Lin Fan's fingers. At this moment, all the flow of time stopped. Even if he is as strong as God-Emperor, he must obey the restrictions of this supreme rule.
Tzeentch As half a chess player, he can still move, but he can only observe Lin Fan.
Konrad Curze, who was held in Lin Fan's hand, moved a certain distance and was put down. As soon as his feet came into contact with the ground, the stagnant time started to flow again.
"What's going on!" Konrad Curze screamed. He felt as if he had traveled through time and came from one point to another.
There is no involvement of technology, no involvement of body, no involvement of witchcraft...
There is not even the participation of the world, it is simply that the coordinates are changed and the movement is forced.
Something just touched me...
Konrad Curze shuddered, his gloomy eyes began to turn in a crazy direction, and he quickly scanned the surrounding situation.
Finding himself in the middle of a pile of deteriorated combat uniforms, he raised his knife and killed all the deteriorated combat uniforms.
Such a sudden change also shocked Tzeentch. She stood up suddenly, and her human body showed signs of collapse again.
"Is this also a rule?"
These words were spoken to Lin Fan, and they were also spoken to myself.
If all units can rely on this method of time stop + instant movement, all means of transportation in the past can be ignored...
After swallowing the saliva, Tzeentch's eyes turned a little red. Since Lin Fan can use it, she can also use it.
She watched Konrad Curze kill through the degraded combat uniform, and with trembling hands, she selected a unit from tens of thousands of kilometers away and tried to move it over.
The unit's movement limit has been exceeded...
Lin Fan looked at Tzeentch's movements and thought to himself that the place he moved Konrad Curze to was supported by rules. He hadn't even reached the limit yet, and it only cost half of Konrad Curze's movement value.
Sure enough, Tzeentch's attempt failed. The chess piece thousands of miles away was not moved and still stood there blankly.
Damn it! Damn it! It's a numerical problem again!
Tzeentch's heart was pounding. She knew nothing about the upper limit of each unit's movement and could only rely on constant trial and error to find the accurate value. But when she tried and made mistakes, it was enough for Lin Fan to gain more advantages.
Colvin, who was trapped in the encirclement, was lifted out by Lin Fan, and Raven Guard, who still had some distance to go from the hillside to the center of the battlefield, was moved over.
In order to make Tzeentch more confusing, Lin Fan moves each unit a different distance, which greatly increases the amount of calculation for Tzeentch.
"How shameless..." Tzeentch gritted his teeth, "How many rules are you still hiding? How about using them all at once?"