"When I was taken in by the White Scars Chapter Librarius, and inherited the name Qin Xia, an ancient White Scars warrior from ten thousand years ago, I thought my destiny was to fight for the White Scars Chapter until I fell."

"When I was taken away by the Grey Knights before my surgical modifications, I thought my destiny was to fight against daemons until I fell."

"Until... the damned warp threw me back ten thousand years, onto a planet called Nuceria, where I met a young Angron."

Qin Xia looked at Angron, the primarch who would one day become the most vicious and tyrannical, and fell into deep thought.

"I'm going to raise Angron? Is this for real?"

The only thing that brought Qin Xia a glimmer of hope was that the young Angron hadn't yet been implanted with the Butcher's Nails. He hadn't yet become a brutal and cruel butcher. His talent for sensing and absorbing the negative emotions of others was still there; he was still a primarch with a compassionate heart and an astonishing capacity for empathy.

"It's not too late after all."

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!

Nicholas, armed with the "Warhammer Museum System," embarks on a treasure hunt in the hellish galaxy! He explores ancient necromantic tombs in space, ventures into chaotic caverns, steals Blackrock artifacts, collects Imperial Relics, and battles orcs while also testing his luck against traitors.

His main job is collecting collectibles, and his side job is beating up all sorts of oddities in the galaxy. He uses his full collection of treasures to fight against the darkness, and his motto is "If you're not proactive in collecting treasures, there's something wrong with your thinking!"

Hey! What do you think of this Emperor collection?

Warhammer 40K | No Female Lead | No Melodrama | Steady Plot Progression

An art student accidentally transmigrates into the grimdark universe of Warhammer 40K and stumbles upon a shard of the Void Dragon—becoming a hybrid of Star God and human. With the power of a C’tan at his disposal, this unlikely protagonist resolves to lead humanity’s resurgence and claim dominion over the galaxy.

The decadent empire survived in darkness for millennia.

And today, the original body whose identity was erased officially woke up from the underground of Terra's palace.

He will lead his children, the Blood Ravens, to conquer the entire galaxy for the great Emperor again, and bring back those rebellious brothers one by one!

Don't ***, you are just the captain of the first company of the Death Guard, yet you dare to pretend to be the Primarch!

What are you so proud of, Fu? Come back with me to see my father!

And if you call that broken phone of yours again, I'll break it down!

Why do I have such stupid brothers who only know how to fight!

After finally deducting them one by one,

Menrol, the second son of the empire, can finally sit down and enjoy a can of food!

No, why are there feathers in this can? Holy crap, why is it Horus hand-canned? Why is the ingredient list still Saint Jerome?

So Menlor began his journey to visit the other Primarchs again.

Moen Luoerliu: If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have worried about this ruined empire! My dear father, when will you be able to stand up again? If you really can't, please move aside and let me sit down!

[The rating was lower in the early stages due to suspicion of betrayal, but it won't be the same later on. The author will make changes, please stop scolding!!!]

Warhammer 40k is not a world suitable for traveling through, even with the blessing of the Emperor.

However, if the emperor is your friend who plays table chess pieces with you in the real universe, then the matter of traveling to the 40k universe seems to have become more subtle?

"I'm very sorry that I hid some truths, but friends, my world really needs your help."

——Brother Big E

"Get your Imperial Titan models ready! Sooner or later we will move all your collections away!"

——A friend of a certain big e brother

[System Flow] + [Infinite Evolution] + [Endless War]

The extremely dark universe.

Burning galaxy.

Endless war.

Endless stream of powerful enemies.

………………

Although "Russell" became an ordinary "Star Army", he was rewarded with two artifacts by the system.

A laser gun called "Fire Kirin" that can evolve infinitely just by killing enemies.

An engineer shovel called "Blood Drinker" that can become indestructible and invincible as long as it constantly consumes the enemy's blood.

As long as you kill the enemy with these two artifacts, you will get corresponding attribute rewards.

…………

Kill across the galaxy and sweep across the dark universe.

"I'm not asking you to remain within the Cursed's stasis barrier forever. I'm not a demon. However, the Star Sea Punishment, the ultimate solution to the remnants of hundreds of thousands of years of the War in Heaven, is to kill all intelligent life and detonate the universe. What does that mean? What's wrong with your moral sense as an intelligent being? You just spent a year becoming Planet Master, didn't you? If you keep going like this, you'll be a sector leader in ten, galactic overlord in twenty, and dark matter collector in thirty. Finally, you'll build an etheric engine to exterminate all life in the universe. As reflections of all intelligent life in this galaxy, the five of us must stop you. Seriously." Leon: "What are you talking about? Etheric Engine activated! Blow this shithole to ash!" ————————————————————...

(Warhammer 40k, search, attack, retreat, loot the gold, run and knife the rat, snipe the rat, hoard the rat.)

After the battle between the Imperial Planetary Defense Forces and the rebels, a large number of reports were scattered across the battlefield. Li Qinwu, who possessed the search, attack, and withdrawal system, began his own land grabbing business.

The laser gun of a fallen soldier? Take it, it fired level 3 ammo.

Shell armor? Take it! It's a level 4 armor.

Wow! The explosive pistol of the fallen political commissar! It fired level 5 rounds!

The destroyed Leman Rustamsk actually yielded a large gold tank battery!

Take them all back to the Underworld hideout! Sell them to various gang contacts to exchange for building materials and upgrade the hideout.

The hideout manufactures sophisticated machine guns and high-powered batteries. Wearing six sets of power armor, it launches a fierce attack on heretics on the battlefield, increases the Emperor's favorability, and ascends to the Golden Toilet!

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...