Hell Forge: Fight It or Not?

The Warp currents were much like those in the real world.

Drifting through the Warp currents felt somewhat like sailing across the vast oceans of the real world. Riding the currents let them reach their destination at incredible speed.

All Warp psychic currents ultimately converged on Tzeentch's territory, forming something like a radiating spiderweb.

The Psyker King was really something.

There was no concept of time in the Warp, so Lin En gave up checking it. It would not have been accurate anyway.

Relying on the map in his mind, he made sure they never strayed from their course.

His sense of direction grew stronger and stronger. In the end, the Warp no longer looked as chaotic and disordered to him as it had at first.

It felt somewhat like he had gained a Navigator's field of vision. The Warp now had east, west, north, and south, as well as up, down, left, and right.

Something ahead was pulling at the psychic energy, like a magnet attracting iron. The Warp energy flowed in astonishingly complex patterns, interweaving layer upon layer as its density grew higher and richer.

The Psyker Lord, the Changer of Ways.

Lin En was not afraid, though.

They were in the Warp, and Black Pelt could use her power here.

Back when they had burned Nurgle's Garden, they had enraged Nurgle so badly that he had howled and dared not take a single step outside.

Lin En refused to believe Tzeentch would dare come out now.

If Tzeentch did come out, then this might not be a fight between just the two of them anymore.

"We're almost there." Lin En patted the helmsman's shoulder.

Following Lin En's orders, the helmsman maintained their heading. The engines held steady, and the two ships stayed tightly alongside each other without