This is an age of humanity's resurgence! After countless trials and tribulations, a great being known as the Emperor is formally attempting to rebuild the glory of the human race. But on the other side of the material universe, the Chaos Gods have long since regarded humanity as their main course... In this dark and terrifying cosmos, the only future is war!

That is, until the soul of an ancient Terran, named Osiris, arrives in the Warhammer universe and into the body of Lycaeus. The threads of destiny begin to intertwine. Can this outsider turn the tide for a humanity whose fate is already sealed?

For now, Osiris knows nothing of this. He's staring blankly at the mining pick in his hand...

"Damn it, hasn't Corax's amniotic pod landed yet? I don't want to mine anymore!!!!" Sandman stares into the pitch-black mine and falls into a profound silence...

Emperor God: I am not a god!

Erebus, Lorgar: Yes, yes, you are human!

When the Yellow Skin Cult was developed and promoted, the best-selling item was the Golden Throne Mummy Statue!

Perturabo fights to protect his family!

Conrad Coates is no longer autistic and just wants to commit suicide.

Magnus would lose not one eye but two.

Guilliman looked at his mother who was abducted by the Word Bearers, and his descendants who were wearing pendants decorated with the Yellow Skin Cult!

Angron casually wears the Butcher's Nails.

The God-Emperor said to the abstract Primarchs below: I love you children.

Then he turned around and swung his psychic whip to turn the hung Erebus and Lorgar into spinning tops!

This book is also known as "The Yellow Skin Understands Human Nature", "The Family Harmony of the Primarchs", and "The Story of Erebus's Becoming a God"

"The Word Bearers are here to snatch people again! 》《The Emperor is retiring! 》《Erebus must die! 》

Upon traversing Warhammer 40K, Livy awakens the "Soulless" trait, becoming the most despised warp insulator in the entire galaxy.

Bearing nothingness, merging with the dead.

It uses living metal to forge a body and imprisons the Star God as its source.

Transformed into the Silver Reaper, Li Wei vows to crush the endless sea of ​​insects with forbidden power, causing countless evil gods to fall in trembling fear.

Humanity, a tiny race born in the solar system. Carrying the seeds of hatred, Fang Yuan descended upon the Wandering Earth. Using this as a hub, he connected countless civilizations and protected Earth's civilization. Since then, led by Holy Terra, humanity has journeyed across the myriad realms, conquering the heavens. When the banners of the Star Legions soared across the universe. When power armor crushed the skulls of omnics. When the Iron Titans awed countless alien races. Dignity lies only on the edge of a chainsaw, truth within the range of a blaster. ............ (Keywords: The Wandering Earth, Elysium, The Terminator, Pacific Rim, Battleship, Avatar, Edge of Tomorrow, Oblivion, Transformers, Alien Predator, Independence Day, Starship Troopers, Moonfall, Halo, Star Trek, Star Wars, DOOM, Warhammer 40,000...)

[Farming and Development] [War and Plunder] [Interdimensional Invasion]

waaagh!

Traverse a world teeming with gods, wielding the war dragon banner, and grow stronger with every fight! Even the timid mushroom man can evolve into a gigantic orc!

Orc boy—Brutal Orc—Dark Orc—Big Orc—Orc Warlord, born and raised in the land, delighted by war!

More numerous than swarms of insects, stronger than dragons, and armed with weapons more powerful than dwarves, let the green tide engulf the world! waaagh!

In the treacherous universe of Warhammer 40,000, how could there be no "YESYES"? So, to fill the void of the galaxy lacking rats, Lucius transformed into a black-robed Great Horned Rat and arrived in the galaxy, leading his hordes into this cruel galactic cesspool. From then on, the Devourer of the Great faced a group of equally hungry and formidable enemies; the Empire experienced what an endless sea of ​​people truly meant; the Necromancer discovered that the opposing rats also favored green weapons; and the Greenskins—Lucius declared, "Greenskins, we've fought our way from the Middle Ages to AOS all the way to 40,000! Let's see if you can handle the rats again!"

"I still remember those thirty years, those thirty years..." "Alright, I've had enough." Looking at the hesitant expression on the bald, handsome man's face, Lin Qi, the Regent of the Third Reich, the Left Hand of the Wolf God, Eugene Guilliman Poe's best friend, Batman's certified savior of the Empire, the Queen who can summon ten thousand Glories with a wave of her hand, the fear of Abaddon, the person who respects Butcher's Nail the most in the world, sighed helplessly. "After we've dealt with the Four Gods, if the Emperor can't send me home, I'll make him do a pole dance in front of us."

With the ability to obtain a random item from the universe every day, I transformed into an Astartes recruit in the Warhammer universe who was about to be transformed and killed.

At the critical moment of gene seed implantation, I drew the dog talisman from "Jackie Chan Adventures" and gained eternal life.

I thought my immortality would allow me to walk freely in this dark universe, until I saw with my own eyes that a Chaos Demon devoured an entire company of Space Marines.

The Empire sees me as a heretic, Chaos sees me as prey, and the Mechanicus wants to dismantle me for research.

Today, my system gift is a lightsaber from Star Wars, valid for 23 hours and 59 minutes.

In the distance, the Inquisitor's black ship was slowly entering the starport.

"Well," I said, tightening my grip on the hilt, "let's see whose day it is."

Near the Ghoul Sector in the northeastern part of the Milky Way, a Primarch Incubation Chamber crashed onto the planet Nostramore, a world of perpetual night. Conrad Kotz emerged from the dark crater onto the surface, arriving in the world of perpetual night. A destined fate of terror and darkness, an inescapable destiny of death! A slave to fate! The protagonist, Conrad Kotz, after a fragmented experience, witnesses a slight shift in his destiny, experiencing a rebirth from darkness to light, changing the world of perpetual night, rising like the sun!

"I want to build a ninja village of my own!"

"I want to form my own pirate group!"

"I want to set up a magic school!"

The passionate discussion about the future of the few people in the corner did not affect Liu Haodong. He was now wondering, "Warhammer 40K? What kind of world is this? The identity of people like us is still 'tithe tax', taking people as taxes?"

The organization that receives these taxes from them is called "World Eaters".

Using people as taxes, what kind of world is this?

Fortunately, the reincarnation players in the same industry are all young people with ideals and ambitions.

They believe that as long as everyone works together, they will definitely have a bright future in the world of Warhammer 40K.

The few people in the corner agreed that "If you become rich and powerful, don't forget each other."

With the hope for a better future, they walked into the arena of the World Eaters...