Lanzhus: "The stain of chaos will never disappear, Company Commander Titus. As the cleric of the new chapter, I will be watching you closely!" Titus didn't respond immediately, but turned to look at the other members of the new chapter. There was the Qinmu Chapter Commander, with a kitchen knife at his waist and a homemade gun made from a water pipe, the one with the highest proportion of human beings likely being a perennial veteran. There was the Tyranid Insect, convinced he was an apothecary and dedicated to healing the wounded. There was the traitor who worshipped the Emperor and served as the new chapter's think tank curator. There was the unconventional technocrat who shouted "Long live Omnisaya!"—a space necromancer who firmly believed he was human. There was the peace-loving green-skinned orc who enjoyed farming and construction. ...We are all different, but we are all truly human!

Now, standing before you is Peturab Rurik Kislivsky, the Supreme Tsar of all Kisliv, the Iron Tyrant of Olympia, the Primarch of the Steel Warriors of the Fourth Legion of Astartes… If, if, if Peturab had not descended upon Olympia, but instead arrived in a Russian-style world and began his conquest there, what would have happened?

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!"

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.

Warhammer, Conrad's Apocryphal Book

In that despairing fiftieth millennium, the tentacles of the Great Devourer had swept across the galaxy, the space necromancers had returned, the new Tau Empire had risen, and the shadow of chaos remained.

In that final battle, all of the emperor's loyal sons returned.

However, even with a demigod leading the empire, it was still defeated.

When the last human fell beside the Golden Throne, the Emperor rose in despair, and the Dark Lord brought end and death to everything in the galaxy.

The warp bears witness forever; the mournful cry of the Dark Lord's birth was carried along by the surging waves of the warp to the glorious years of the Great Crusade.

And Conrad Coates, the emperor's most far-sighted son, saw all of this.

That's right! It's Xiao He again! He's time-traveled again!

Bad news, the crossing point is Warhammer Katachon.

Good news, he awakened his Druid talent.

Bad news: he's being watched by all four peddlers.

Good news: He has a system and a jammer. The four peddlers and Old Man Huang can see his general location, but they can't pinpoint his exact location.

And so, completely unaware that he had spent five years surviving in the wilderness of Qatar, he unexpectedly took on the responsibility of a little kid who had fallen from the sky—the famous Conrad Coates! Yes! The very same Conrad Coates everyone was talking about! Batman~

This kid didn't go to Nasturm, but inexplicably ended up in Katachon. Who knows what the future Midnight Lord and he are...

In short, what fate awaits Coz?

Even Tzeentch couldn't understand fate, so who could?

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!

"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."

It's a crossover anime/manga series, not featuring a single female protagonist. It's similar to Ultraman and includes content related to Your Name, Kaguya-sama: Love Is War, Lonely Rock, Oregairu, and more.

Zuo Zigong traveled through time.

Liben has traveled to a parallel universe.

He transmigrated into the body of a handsome Chinese man studying in Tokyo.

In this special parallel universe, there is Shuchiin High School, Sobu High School, Itomori Town, Shinomiya Foundation, the End Band, and many, many other things that once only appeared in anime.

This seems like a good start?

However, at the same time, Zuo Nong also received a legacy from an extremely ancient civilization.

From this legacy, Zuo Zigong learned...

The world-destroying monsters are about to arrive one by one, and he will need to transform into the final giant to fight them.

He was transported to Warhammer 40k, but Shen Ping didn't cry like a jerk who'd had his toes stepped on.

Because his hanger is a bit too big.

A nascent virtual realm, omnipotent spiritual energy, a rudimentary yet highly efficient wish-granting panel.

"Darkness, despair, and a future where only war remains?"

"Then it's my turn to save everything!"

"To restore humanity's glory is our inescapable duty!"

Starting from this feudal planet, let's stir up the entire universe!