Forty thousand years later, he became a god in the warp

Lin Heng's arm healed quite quickly, and there was basically no problem the next day. So he started busy expanding his knowledge again. This time, the two of them set their sights on the arsenal.

Although the black ships that transport psykers are not warships, their crews are all veteran warriors. They are generally strong-willed and very loyal to the Empire, which makes them more resistant to the erosion of the warp in some circumstances.

So as long as they can hold on, they can fire more shots. Their weapons are more targeted. Except for the Sisters of Silence who have their own professional equipment, most of the crew members use mysterious anti-psychic weapons, which look like strange guns.

As for how the bullets were made, the other party did not mention a word. There are also laser weapons for ordinary people or creatures. This thing is more interesting than ordinary automatic rifles.

The bullets generally have more than 150 rounds, and the power of the laser beam can be manually adjusted. Even the beam at the lowest power can easily cut off human limbs. And there is no trajectory deviation, accurate and deadly.

"If we had such weapons and equipment at that time, wouldn't it be much easier to deal with the aliens?" Lin Heng said.

"Do you think the middle-level factories don't produce anything? In fact, there are more powerful thermal weapons. Helton can't make the decision alone, and those nobles don't take it seriously." Caroline said.

Lin Heng felt uncomfortable after listening to this. These bastards really deserved to die. If they weren’t separated by the people from the middle and bottom nests, just look how panicked they would be!

"Please note that the ship is about to arrive at Mandeville Point. All crew members are requested to secure the surrounding items and rush to the fixed seats and close the fixed brackets as soon as possible to avoid injury. Please pay attention..."

Just as the two were feeling indignant, an alarm sounded in the cabin, and it seemed that they were about to start traveling through the subspace.

It was the first time for both of them to experience such a thing, so they were naturally a little flustered. Sister Grave hurried over to help them.

All crew members looked a little nervous. Everyone tried to find seats with fixed brackets and fasten the metal railings above in the shortest possible time.

"All hatches closed, sunshades in place, all viewing windows covered, Geller force field activated, please stand firm in your faith.

Remember, we are the people of the Emperor. What you see is just an illusion. If you think it is false, it will not hurt you. If you are afraid, it will sneak up on you! The Emperor is above! "

"The Emperor is above!" the crew shouted.

"The Warp is like a turbulent spiritual sea. Those with weak wills may lose consciousness at any time. Believe in the Emperor! Believe in yourself!" Grave said to the two.

Lin Heng reached out and held Caroline's hand. A vague nervousness also appeared in the other's eyes. Although the rolling protective plate blocked the observation window, the gorgeous colors from the outside world could still illuminate the entire cabin through the gap.

It kept flashing on their faces. Lin Heng nodded to Caroline, and the two prepared to welcome the arrival of the subspace.

In the starry darkness, the front of the ship seemed to be covered with fog, which expanded from a dot to a mass, instantly tearing open a gorgeous portal. The brilliant colors in it did not make people feel comfortable, but only caused very serious photosensitive epilepsy.

If Lin Heng could leave the ship and look at the illusory ball of light that they were about to pass through, he might understand that his dream was set in the subspace, but no one had the courage to appreciate this picture now.

The gorgeous fog rotated clockwise, continuously expanding its passage until it was almost the same size as the ship. An extremely terrifying pressure came from the passage, which was more uncomfortable than putting you in a sealed cabin and draining all the gas.

This is before we actually enter the subspace, but just the tiny bit of breath that has leaked out is so terrifying. So what kind of demon can survive in the real subspace?

"What is Reverend Hugh Shoggoth doing?"

When Lin Heng was enduring the kind of pressure that made him want to tear his ears and cheeks apart, he saw the technical priest walking between the machines.

The opponent's several retractable mechanical tentacles alternated with each other, like a macaque swinging in the treetops.

He also stretched out his only intact left hand and kept touching various devices, looking more like he was whispering.

"It's okay, no problem, this is necessary, we'll talk about it later, we're going to fall in!" Grave said.

The ship sank into the gorgeous portal little by little, and clanging sounds were heard everywhere on the ship.

It is hard to imagine what kind of existence the subspace is that can make the entire ship shake.

Lin Heng suddenly discovered that a layer of frost had formed on the railing he was holding on to. He had seen many manifestations of this kind of spiritual energy. Isn't this what will happen when he releases spiritual energy?

The next second, Lin Heng, who was still in shock, heard a hoarse wailing from somewhere. Just when he wanted to ask what happened, the reason came to him.

Illusion, projection, hissing, brilliance, unreality, entity, perception, vibration, emptiness, nothingness.

The words used to describe the indescribable completely fit everything Lin Heng experienced, and yet were not even enough to describe even one-tenth of it.

What Lin Heng felt was a spiritual tearing, as if something was pulling out his soul and trying to tear it apart.

Cutting into pieces and piecing them together again, Lin Heng felt like he had two... no, three selves that were pulling away from himself. The illusory colors and illusory figures did not seem like products of reality.

They covered their heads as if they were enduring some kind of pain of imminent destruction. Although they opened their mouths to scream, Lin Heng could not hear anything. But wasn't the cabin around them making a rumbling vibration?

No, the next second? Or how long it took, Lin Heng could no longer remember. He had no concept of time, and he didn't know whether he was growing or shrinking.

Forward or backward? On board or outside? Was it Caroline's hand I was holding or a wriggling tentacle?

How did the railing that held me in place become a broken skeleton? Where is this? Who am I? What are you?

"Don't...don't cut my...legs...give my hands...back to me! You are not Lin Heng...I am...Even if you peel off my face...you are still not me!"

...

“Lin..Heng..Lin Heng!”

"Huh? Who called me? Where is the person just now?"

“Wake up..ah..wake up..!”

"Who is speaking?"

Lin Heng curled up in a gorgeous void, naked, but his body was blurry and unclear.

"Why am I in the third person perspective? And why am I looking at my own palm?"

Lin Heng looked up at the direction of the third-person perspective, but found that he was being looked at from another direction.

"Is it a mirror? How can two perspectives appear at the same time? What's wrong with me?"

"Come back...ah! Wake up! Don't sleep!" Waves came from the void.

"Such a familiar voice, who is that? I really want to meet that person..."

As he said this he closed his eyes.

At the same moment, Lin Heng also opened his tightly closed eyes.

"Ding......"

Tinnitus, blurred vision, dizziness, inability to hear, see clearly, or understand.

"Lin Heng? Lin Heng! He's awake, he's awake!" Caroline shouted excitedly.

"What...what happened?" Lin Heng tried hard to adapt his body and felt like he was being frozen.

The one who spoke was Grave, who looked like she had survived a disaster. She sat on the ground with her hands shaking uncontrollably as she spoke:

“Your psychic reaction is extremely intense, even the two of us negative psychics are useless around you.

Even Geller's position is somewhat unstable, and it is estimated that those psychics who serve as energy sources are also in danger. If the captain and the others hadn't come, you might have become the host of the demon! "

Lin Heng recalled the thing that tore apart his body, and felt a chill all over his body. He looked up and saw the calm look of the Shoggoth priest who was drawing his blood. He said something for no reason:

"Next time, if kowtow works, I will kowtow to him three times!"

"Pfft."

The two ladies beside him couldn't help laughing, and the worried atmosphere at the scene was also eased by Lin Heng's joke. But Shugus said solemnly:

"He heard it, you better not forget it!"

Lin Heng originally thought, is it really necessary to be so serious? But then he recalled what he had just experienced and thought it would be better to do as he was told. So he nodded.

"Buzz..." The ship vibrated.

Reverend Shoggoth said joyfully, "Praise Om Messiah!" and hurried away.

Lin Heng came back to his senses and thanked the two for their help. This experience really taught him a lesson that he should be respectful of everything.

He is an ignorant man living on a small island, trying to steer a small boat in the seemingly calm sea. He overconfidently believes in his fishing skills, but he does not know that the danger lies in the raging waves!

"Is anyone else okay? Where did the captain go?" Lin Heng looked around and found that they were the only ones around.

Grave's face darkened, and she pursed her lips and said:

“I don’t know why this trip through the subspace has such serious consequences. All the equipment is functioning normally, but it still cannot resist the erosion of the subspace.

Many people suffered mental breakdowns and were taken advantage of by the creatures swimming in the sea of ​​spirits, turning into demons.

The captain and the others... probably went to deal with it."

"All safety hazards on the ship have been eliminated. All crew members are requested to take turns to go to the infirmary for a mental evaluation. The cleaning team will deal with the remaining body parts as soon as possible to prevent inexplicable mutations. The ship..."

Caroline helped Lin Heng up, and they walked towards the infirmary. The corridor, elevator, and various walls were stained with blood.

Many of the crew members' torn bodies were still hanging somewhere, and some of the bodies that were cleared out had undergone horrible mutations, with tentacles, curved horns, chitinous shells, twisted claws...

"Is this the subspace?" Lin Heng said suddenly.