A Hammerman was unexpectedly reborn and found himself turned into a baby.

Good news: He has his own growth and evolution system.

Bad news: He doesn't seem to have a dick.

Good news: He... oh no, she was born in a hive world.

Bad news: she's in the bottom nest.

Good news: The system clearly states that it has nothing to do with Tzeentch.

Bad news: I don’t know if it’s true or not.

…

【During infancy, the cumulative number of breaths is 100,000.】

[Gained the talent {Unlimited Growth}: Physical strength can be increased without limit through training.]

[During early childhood, a cumulative total of 500 falls.]

[Gained the talent "King of Fall Resistance": More ways to fall, immune to fall damage, more prone to accidents when riding in aircraft]

In the perilous world of Warhammer, she experienced many hardships, but never forgot her dream in her previous life -

"I really want to go to the Warhammer world and become a Space Marine with my good brothers."

(ps: This book is a lobster-certified recruitment channel)

When Roland opened his eyes, he was stunned. There was no heaven or hell, only the hell of the hive city, smelling of engine oil and rust, and the numb report of the attendant: "My lord, the lower levels are out of food again." He started on a broken planet, his subjects so hungry that they gnawed on moss.

Fortunately, there is a cheat for time travel!

A screen flashed before my eyes: [Mission: Plant 1000 units of corn! Reward: Water Purification Blueprint!]

As Chaos warbands burn, slaughter, and plunder across the galaxy, as green-skinned orcs roar "Waaagh!", and as Tyranids devour the stars...

Governor Roland is leading his hungry ghost subjects in the iron ruins of the hive city: building high walls, storing grain, constructing warships, and slowly becoming king!

Darkness and despair are the bywords of this world, tormenting every living thing like a living hell. But this time, fate played a small trick, allowing a forgotten knight to be reborn with new life. Looking upon the suffering Imperium, the great Primarch of the Second Legion, the Knight of Knights, the Warmaster of Warmasters, Mordred, cried out loudly: "Father, I never wanted to betray you, but if we cannot save the Imperium from your mistakes, then let the galaxy burn!

As a member of the ancient Dwarf race, how should he face the threats of Greenskins, Skaven and even the Chaos Gods, recapture the lost mountain fortress, retrieve the lost artifacts, and restore the glory of the Mountain Kingdom?

[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?

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.

In the distant, dark end of the 41st Millennium, the galaxy has long since fallen apart. The Warp's active influence has left the human empire scrambling to cope. Chaos Warmaster Abaddon's 13th Black Crusade threatens to utterly destroy Cartier, and the tide of Chaos will ultimately tear the galaxy apart. And on this very day, a traveler from another world descends upon this one. Unlike the other travelers, he doesn't cry like a stubbed toe. This human, muscular as an Astartes and clad in unique power armor, gazes upon the demon-stricken battlefield. Without a word, he unleashes the blades on his wrists. A powerful melody fills his surroundings, and his journey to slaughter demons in another world begins. [Doom Slayer] That's his title, or you can call him that. [DOOM] "Which one...

[Explosive troops, behind the scenes, group portrait, no female protagonist, all races in the universe, protagonist first, Astartes at the beginning]

Travel through the most hopeless universe of humanity, and become a member of the hive surviving in the cracks at the bottom of the Kanda star.

As soon as I crossed over, I encountered the Bloody Hand Gang, the largest gang at the bottom of the hive, coming to collect food. What should I do if a group of ruthless executioners broke into the civilian area?

[Bang, master, don't be afraid, the barracks system has been activated for you].

[Bang, the system has opened up a space in the master's brain, which can accommodate an unlimited number of barracks].

[Bang, congratulations to the master for obtaining the thousandth Space Marine of the Greyhound Chapter, from the Salamanders of the 18th Legion in Warhammer 40K].

[Bang, congratulations to the master for obtaining a thousand Space Marines from the Ulysses Patriarch Chapter, from the Ultramarines Sub-Regiment of the 13th Legion in Warhammer 40K, along with a regiment of Krieg's Death Korps with 20 million people].

[Kuang, congratulations to the master for obtaining a thousand Soul Drinkers Space Marines from the Imperial Fist, the seventh legion of Warhammer 40K, along with a division of Storm Troopers with 300 million soldiers]

What to do when crossing the sea of ​​despair? It doesn't matter. A small trick for the legion every day.

There's an Astartes Chapter at the start? Well then I'll be the new Master of the Universe.

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! 》