Dark, Despair,

The Emperor's might walks the galaxy, seeking to restore humanity to its former glory.

But fate played a little joke on me.

The fate of mankind has long been controlled by the evil god, and only darkness and war are eternal in this world.

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"Ah! What you said is right, but what does this have to do with me? I'm just an everyday person and I like to have fun," said Hogg Menethil, the Primarch of the 11th Legion, to the big golden guy in front of him.

After the failure of the Horus Heresy, the Chaos Legions retreated into the Eye of Terror. Among them, the Iron Warriors Legion's quickly raised troops, Peter and his brothers, broke away from the Legion and formed their own warband, the "Forged in Steel" Brothers.

"We are no longer 'hasty recruits,' no longer expendable, no longer Iron Warriors, no longer slaves to Perturabo. We are now the 'Forged in Steel' Brothers."

"And this is my battle axe, 'The Blood of Crassus.' The Blood of Crassus will have its vengeance.

[Warhammer 40k][Rogue Trader][A small portion of Warhammer] Lin Feng was originally just an ordinary office worker, accidentally captured by yellow-skinned soldiers on his way home from get off work and made a scapegoat. However, unlike other miserable soldiers, he has an entire family of Rogue Traders behind him.

Ever since the Chaos Gods launched a new round of their "Great Game" in the World of Warhammer Fantasy, the infamous shithole universe of Warhammer 40K—already renowned across the Sea of Void as the "Chaos God’s Sewer"—officially earned itself a permanent blacklist from all civilized realities. Why? Too many demons. Too many cultists. Too much bullshit.

The God-Emperor of Mankind, suffering collateral damage, wasn’t just blacklisted—He also found Himself locked out of the Warhammer Fantasy world by the Four’s paranoid blockades. No more "borrowing" resources. No more easy wins.

So what’s a tired, golden-skinned overlord to do?

Start spam-fishing.

The Emperor began hurling isekai’d outsiders through the Warp like junk data, hoping some poor sucker would take the bait.

Enter Li Wei, a dude from Earth who just got his "resident permit" revoked by reality itself.

Now, stranded before a kaleidoscopic abyss of screaming souls and warp-storms, he has two choices:

Die horribly.

Become the God-Emperor’s newest (and most unwilling) "Vanguard of the Heavens."

(Spoiler: He doesn’t get to pick.)

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The constant vibration of the spaceship spilled the ink on the table, but Chen Guo seemed not to see it and continued to write the ending of his autobiography. "Today, the last imperial fleet in front has been destroyed, and the mice curled up in the shadows are still calling.

I am only one step away from the final goal.

Now the High Lord and the clown Abaddon can no longer interfere with me.

The sacred Terra is right in front of us, but we all know that in the end only one person's fleet can cover the pool and sit on the golden throne.

Obviously, that person must be me.

And I think the "person" sitting on the golden throne has been looking forward to this face-to-face confrontation for a long time.

Let's bring this chaotic deadlock to an end!"

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.

Transmigrating to 40K, only to start as a nearly-dead AI in a Scrap Knight mech? Lynch panicked! Fortunately, the Mythic Construction System has awakened! As long as the pilot's emotions are right, every Gundam in my memory can be recreated! Is the young pilot Ilana angry? [Ding! Strong "Angry" emotion detected! Unlock Mythic Construction: Crimson Comet Mode! Increase mobility by 300%!] "The Tech-Priest said my Machine Soul is overactive? No, it's called Triple Speed!" Under Ork fire, Ilana's will to survive erupts? [Ding! Strong "Survival" emotion detected! Unlock Mythic Construction: AT Field! In the name of the "Emperor's Aegis," deploy absolute defense!] "Withstand the fire, unscathed! It's the Emperor's blessing!" Running out of ammunition and food, trapped in a swarm of insects? [Ding! "Desperate" emotion detected! Ultimate Construction...