One sentence synopsis: The demon prince Perturabo turned into a dog.
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Divideless Chaos Guilliman
Specializing in controlling Tieyong Duo En
(Unlock more gradually...)
No fighting or killing, just eating and drinking (really)
Having transmigrated to a medieval-like alternate world, Su Ye, carrying a gift from Mother Earth, is determined to shatter this dark world.
Farming, development, and the liberation of the world with advanced productivity and worldview—everything went very smoothly.
Until he saw the castle opposite him actually stand up!
As the giant mech approached like a mountain, Su Ye was speechless and looked at the people around him and the little animals on her body.
Damn it, how could it be Warhammer, that cesspool!
However, Su Ye was not flustered. It was time to give these young players some of the fantasy shock of veteran players from the 2K era!
The system is initiating the redemption! Come forth, Paradox Engine! Now, time is on our side.
Regarding the upcoming Imperial Tax Bureau, Su Ye declared that paying taxes was impossible; what Empire, what Subspace—it was all a waste of time and resources.
(A hodgepodge of Stellaris, Red Alert, Halo, Transformers, Star Trek, Lobotomy Corporation, etc., and I am Cloud Hammer, I am Cloud Hammer.)
This is the distant forty-first millennium. The emperor who once protected humanity has transformed into a cold, black sun. If no one can seize humanity's last chance for resurgence, then I will... make the galaxy burn once more!
Imperial Chronicler: May I ask why you chose the Space Wolves Chapter?
Baldur Ironhammer: Because I was thrown there.
Imperial Chronicler: What do you think is the greatest strength of the noble Primarch?
Baldur Ironhammer: He is kind to his own people.
Imperial Chronicler: How did you become so powerful?
Baldur Ironhammer: The investment I made with my own ability and my own efforts.
Imperial Chronicler: How do you respond to the accusations of the Imperial High Lords that you are hiding a secret?
Baldur Ironhammer: Wait a moment.
Baldur picked up the communicator and dialed a number: Tell the Thirteenth Company, I want to eat fish!
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."
About Warhammer 40k and My World:
A 3k unlucky guy who was dragged to 40k by Barou: I am really a loyalist, but my loyalty is not to the psychic Barou, nor to the decadent and declining human empire, which is not worthy of representing humanity! Blood sacrifice to the blood god, skull sacrifice to the skull seat, for the greater good, Whaaaagh!!
Kaska traveled to a wasteland world. The sky was covered with yellow sand and radioactive clouds, and the only human settlements were fortress factories behind desolate iron walls. He was determined to save it all. Before that, as the unpopular youngest son of a powerful family on the planet, he was about to have a political marriage with a female workshop worker. The other party was a beautiful girl with white hair and purple eyes. Except that she was a little bigger than others, everything else was perfect. He was very satisfied. Until he heard that the other party was called Fulgrim. What! ? Fulgrim? ! He was puzzled by this. He realized that something was wrong. He cried like a fart spirit whose toes were stepped on. ...Damn it, this is a Warhammer world! Or a Warhammer world where Slaanesh is as rampant as a flood! But I still have my head around...
andrix: Dante, please let me go. I'm not your father. Your father is still lying in the Stone Hall.
Dante: Impossible! Dad, you're finally back! The Blood Angels are back to you! I can finally retire!
Looking at Dante clinging to his thigh, Sandrix fell silent.
And looking at the group of youngsters around him, their eyes gleaming with gold, ready to recognize their father, and the four gods in the Warp ready to surprise him, he made a decision.
Sandrix: Dad! Please help! Send Guilliman back, or at least that's fine! (Holding his thigh)
Emperor: !!!
A college student who had just finished the college entrance examination was ruthlessly conscripted after watching a video of a lobster on a small website.
Warhammer 40k Zhou Pingan didn’t know what kind of world this was, but from Lobster’s video he could see that this world was even more chaotic than a toilet.
How could ordinary mortals have a chance to survive?
Fortunately, he was lucky enough to at least come to the Knight Family.
What's even better is that he was already playing this game of Stellaris right before he was conscripted, and he is the Emperor of the Human Federation.
After he was conscripted, the stars had been moving with various blessings. As Zhou Pingan traveled, his empire finally locked on his position.
We will seek you, we will come to you, Emperor.
How can the world be so chaotic? How can human beings only live such a miserable life?
This is rebellion, this is heresy.
This is the greatest treason and heresy!
What a desecration of human life here!
The wrath of the Human Federation will surely wash over the entire galaxy anew, and our fleet will cover the sky no matter how many suns there are in the sky.
In the fortieth millennium, knowledge is an eternal curse.
Tech Priest Exanders Statcali discovered a distress signal from ten thousand years ago, originating from a forgotten, dead world—Xerath.
There was no life there, only a steel ruin stretching across the continent, and a black pyramid that looked out of place, bearing the emblem of the Mechanicus.
When the exploration team entered the silent sanctuary, they discovered not the expected relic, but a terrifying creation, half-human, half-machine, imprisoned in a vessel. Its final warning was not a gift to humanity, but a death knell tolling for the entire galaxy:
"They're awake! Run!!!"
Now, Exanders must confront a harsh truth: some knowledge is not for mortals to grasp; some silences, once broken, are the end of eternity.