[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!

[Farming + Warhammer Fantasy + War + Slow Pace]

The shadow of the end has loomed over the century-long countdown, and the chaotic torrent is about to breach the world's dams. Demons roar, tearing reality apart, nations crumble in the flames of war, and even the highest gods cannot escape their fate of demise.

Who can reverse this doomed fate?

"Humans? They're as fragile as paper, not a single one of them is worth a fight!"

"Pointy ears? All they do is fight amongst themselves and gossip, they're such useless sissies!"

"Short and timid? Hiding in holes like turtles, just a bunch of shut-ins getting moldy!"

A green-skinned orc with bared fangs spat, surveying the battlefield with disdain. Behind him stretched an endless mass of massive black orcs, their muscular bodies laden with spoils; there were night goblin fanatics wielding bone spikes, their crimson eyes burning with Waaaaagh flames; there was the Queen Spider, a mobile fortress, her eight legs sending debris flying wherever they stepped; there were the Great Techies carrying booming firearms, their strange devices crackling with electricity—even the legendary ancient space machine, supposedly floating in the clouds, hummed and followed behind the green-skinned army.

When the soul of the transmigrator collided with this green-skinned body born for war, and when the cold system interface met the green-skinned man's greatest "I think" technique, a wonderful chemical reaction erupted.

The orc suddenly raised his giant axe, its blade gleaming coldly in the sunlight, and a deafening roar echoed through the heavens and earth:

"I think—to save this wretched world, we still need our big green skins!"

"From this day forward, I am the savior!"

"Waaaaagh!"

Transmigrating to Warhammer 30,000, Lu Heng was astonished to find that while others transmigrated to become Primarchs, Space Marines, or at best, mortal governors or Emperor's Chosen, why was he the Butcher's Nail?! Since that's the case, he decided to set a small goal: to make Khorne his own Chosen! "Angron Unit 2! Go berserk!" "Look, that's your father! Let me chop him down!" When the Emperor saw Angron expressing reluctance to remove the Butcher's Nail and frantically recommending it to his brothers, he felt that his progeny had finally gone mad! Angron retorted, "I don't know either! They just started calling me Ohm Messiah for no reason!" "Oh! I'm not a Legion Commander, I'm just Angron Unit 2." This book is also known as *Angron Operation Manual*, *Pilot and Angron Unit 2!*, and *The Gospel Nail of the New Century!*

(This is a Warhammer 40,000 fan fiction. Some timeline settings may be slightly modified, but it will still be very Warhammer-esque.)

(It will incorporate some references to memes and historical events... to expand the drama and fun of this fan-made universe.)

While driving home with his girlfriend, Empress, a Chinese college student studying in the US, Xiao Li was suddenly sucked into the Warhammer 40,000 universe by a warp vortex...

It turns out that his girlfriend was actually one of the Emperor's soul fragments!

.....................

Suddenly dumped on a desolate planet, just as Xiao Li was about to be chopped into mincemeat by orcs, a panel suddenly appeared before his eyes...

Things seem to be getting... interesting!

(No female lead, the author is a standard Hammer writer so there won't be too much out-of-character content, the protagonist transmigrates into the 30K Primarch)

What happens when a Warhammer enthusiast actually comes to Warhammer?

Luo Jia: Dude, why did you make me dress up as Luo Jia?!

With no system and no way out, what way does the first corrupted Primarch have to break the deadlock?

Of course, we should kill Colfaren and Irebas first!

Loka will unify its homeworld and launch a great expedition under the Emperor's glory, making the Xenomorphs and Heretics tremble in the wrath of the Word Bearers! Let the stars fall! Let the flames rise! Let the warp burn!

We bear the Emperor's word! We will surely slay the enemies of humanity!

[No romantic pairing + a comprehensive overview of the universe + no main character + a shocking spectacle across all realms + a chaotic hodgepodge]

The celestial canopy descended upon all realms, causing all the heavens to tremble!

Warhammer 40,000: The Imperium of Man is dying in the Galactic Blood War, the Emperor sits on the Golden Throne in vain, Primarchs betray him one after another, and the Chaos God whispers! Loyalty and betrayal weave a tragic epic!

Lord of Mysteries: In the mist-shrouded steam age, mortals pilgrimage to godhood by consuming potions! The struggle for the order of things twists madly, the Great Old Ones awaken silently, and the countdown to the apocalypse has begun!

Mysterious Resurgence: Ghosts and monsters have resurfaced globally, and vengeful spirits have brought a new rule of killing! Mortals fight ghosts with ghosts, harnessing evil spirits to seek a glimmer of hope! Who are the ghosts? Who are the humans? Despair spreads across the globe!

The audience across countless worlds went completely mad: "A world even more sanity-destroying than Warhammer has appeared!" "The potion pathway is more terrifying than Chaos Corruption!" "The Ghostly Rule System is unsolvable? Can the Bolt Gun solve it?" "These worlds are more insane and desperate than the last!"

When the Astartes of Warhammer encounter the mysterious Sequence Path... When the Emperor of the Golden Throne gazes upon the mysteriously resurrected vengeful spirit... Who will be the darkest and most despairing world in the universe?

Wayne, a time traveler, traveled to Nostramo in the Warhammer universe and became a powerful aristocratic capitalist. He was thinking that his life would just go on like this when the Primarch's cultivation chamber fell from the sky, smashed through Wayne's adamantine barrier, and appeared in the factory. At this time, Wayne knew that his chance to adopt the Primarch had come.

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.

Being an Astartes isn't all about fighting and killing. To run a successful Chapter, one must also be worldly-wise and empathetic. Prejudices are as heavy as a mountain. Yet, the outside world's stereotypes about the Warhammer universe are always right. How can we build the Imperium of Mankind with these insects? We must build the Imperium of Mankind with these insects! From recruit to Chapter Master, a Space Marine will never admit to partial brain necrosis. Yet, from the Emperor to the Four Gods, the mighty powers of the Warp always want to make life easy for everyone. The holy God-Emperor once declared that he was not a god. Kaz Samar expressed complete indifference to the human gods' insistence on saying he wasn't a god. He kept saying, "Yes, yes, yes, I bow when I'm due, I kneel when I'm due." After centuries of hard work, Kaz finally became Chapter Master and was at his desk, writing his memoirs, attempting to record his eventful life for the Imperium. Then, a brash recruit barged into his room. "Chapter Master, promethium is half price in the next sector!" Alas, even the Imperium's demigods can't escape the chores of food, clothing, and daily necessities. He put down his personal memoirs and pulled out his chapter account book. Is there much in the bank? Not much.

As a traveler from the Warhammer universe, Chen Yu finds every new world he arrives in delightful and beautiful. After all, what could be more despairing than traveling through the Warhammer universe without any cheats, being just an ordinary person, and finally being transported to the bottom of a hive? Through hard work, he becomes a mechanical priest. During an archaeological excavation, he accidentally encounters ancient relics and is transported to a world almost identical to Earth. Chen Yu originally thought he had returned home, but he discovered that it was a cyberpunk world. And so the story unfolds.