Human civilization has entered the 30th millennium. The galaxy is burning in the human civil war, and the Emperor's expedition to reshape civilization has come to nothing.

At this moment of hope and despair, Roche, who has ended his long sleep, begins his journey.

As the only executor of the "Reinforce the Future" plan, he will use the legacy of the Golden Age to continue human civilization and continuously complete the technology tree to seek a breakthrough.

Emperor: This universe is hopeless. Go, leave, and remember your mission.

Roche: Hope has never disappeared, the expedition has never stopped, and there are infinite possibilities in the multiverse. When I return, everything will be redeemed.

I am the close ally of the Primarch, the pioneer of the revival of the Eldar, the most powerful and domineering waaaaghboss in the eyes of the green-skinned orcs, the possessor of the Necrons

I have traveled to the Warhammer world, but the gold finger is for making pancakes. Is the skin of your pancake made of gold or the sauce made of silver? My pancakes can be eaten by the black-angry Blood Angels, the high-spirited Slaanesh believers, or even the spare ribs and machine spirits who have no concept of eating. What is the Chosen One of Slaanesh? Slaanesh is my Chosen One!

Yan Luo traveled through Warhammer 40K and got a bankrupt version of the underworld. Good news: he can judge the souls of demons and build infrastructure. Bad news: the evil gods all want him to "enter the job early". In order to avoid being used as firewood by the Inquisition, he decided to pretend to be a saint!

So the Empire has a new "wholesaler of miracles": Purifying demons? Actually, they were taken to the underworld as building materials. The Emperor appeared in spirit? All thanks to the Mirror of Evil's photo-editing technology. The Imperial Guards were suspicious? Immediately perform the "Top Ten Moments that Touched the Emperor".

Facing the pursuit of the four Chaos Gods, Yan Luo calmly said: "I have signed a strategic agreement with Boss Huang. If I catch two more demons, it will be enough to pay the rent."

This is a book about:

✔How to become a saint through acting in the 40K universe

✔How to turn Khorne into underworld decoration materials

✔How to live in harmony with the emperor and become rich

✔And… how to keep jumping on the edge of death but not die

Notes:

⚠The protagonist of this book is morally flexible and good at getting things for free. It is not recommended for followers of the Emperor with mysophobia to read.

⚠Some demons may suffer psychological trauma due to excessive exploitation

⚠The Underworld is currently recruiting "Forgotten River Water Quality Managers", with food and accommodation provided (but no salary)

"I'm not a heretic, I'm just a frugal CEO of the underworld." - Yama Knox (self-proclaimed)

[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.

Good news, it's Terra.

Bad news, it's Holy Terra.

After crossing over to Warhammer 40K, Alvin was desperate and cried like a fart spirit whose toes were stepped on.

Wait... Alvin looked at the strange world with a blank face: "Hey, where the hell did I come from? Is this still the 40K universe?"

Alvin was surprised to find that he could travel back and forth between Warhammer and the universe!

So, he planned to give the universe a little "Warhammer" shock!

Trisolaran: I don't know, we just arrived on Earth, and hundreds of two-meter-tall men jumped in, shouting for the Emperor, and then cut down everyone they saw with their swords!

Alien: I was wrong, I shouldn't have provoked those monsters shouting "Waaaag" from the beginning!

Umbrella: What tyrant? I want Thunder Warriors!

Alvin: I trade with you to give you face. Since you don't give me face, don't blame me for turning hostile.

Come on, load the macro cannon, there are heretics here, extermination order!

"The universe has died countless times.

Each cycle, Chaos devours all, the Warp sunders reality, and the Tyranids consume the stars. Humanity—whether the Imperium, the Aeldari, the T’au, or any other race—meets the same inevitable end. The law of entropy hangs like a blade over every civilization, and every rebirth is but a replay of the same despair.

Until…

An anomaly emerges—one that should not exist.

He is no mortal, but a forgotten Warp deity of the 40k universe, an "Outlier" who has spent endless cycles seeking salvation. As the final collapse approaches, he forges an unholy alliance with the God-Emperor, Belisarius Cawl, and… something older than the Dark Gods themselves.

Now, armed with forbidden Imperial technology, the secrets of the Omnissiah, and the whispers of a dead universe, he will defy fate itself.

Even if it means burning the galaxy to ashes.

Even if he must become something worse than the Ruinous Powers.

This time… there will be no next cycle."

[Warhammer + Fanfic + Alternate Lore + Comedy + System]

College student Yan Yue transmigrated into the body of a Space Marine Centurion—only to discover he’s now leading the last remnants of the Luna Wolves, a legion trapped in the Warp for 10,000 years.

When their battle barge escapes the ruins of Cadia, Yan Yue and his ancient Long War veterans emerge into a galaxy gone mad:

The Imperium is rotting with corruption,

The Inquisition wants them dead,

And his "Loyalty Meter" System keeps pinging: "Bro, maybe don’t mention you served Horus?"

Armed with pre-heresy drip, two layers of PTSD, and a darkly hilarious misunderstanding aura, this accidental warlord must either:

✓ Redeem his legion’s name,

✓ Conquer the Throneworld for giggles, or

✓ Die spectacularly when the Black Templars find him.

The Emperor’s finest? More like… the galaxy’s worst book club.

"When the pack abandons loyalty to their alpha, some wolves still follow the old ways.

I, Aylin, am such a wolf!"

"Horus, I warn you for the last time! Do not bow to the Warp!"

"......"

"So be it. Then we fight! I will remain loyal to the Emperor unto death! I will watch you fall - and when your blasphemous ambition destroys you, I will stand at your side once more... to hear your final answer!"

Before Leman Russ met his father, the Emperor, a small eyeball-shaped spaceship landed on the planet Fenris.

Russ found a little boy with a tail inside. Because the boy had the same experience as himself, Russ decided to adopt him.

Many years later, this child was revered as the strongest warrior of mankind, the Humanoid Extermination Order, and the Planet Annihilator.

The Aliens called him the God of Destruction, the Eldar called him the God of War of Humanity, the Necrons called him the Scourge of the Galaxy, and Khorne vowed to get him.

Until one day, a dazzling golden light burst out from his body, making the entire universe tremble.

The strongest warrior in the universe! Was born!

This is a story about a gear boy. Although he didn't become a space warrior, he wants to tell everyone who hasn't traveled through time: As long as we and Big Head are here, the Empire's combat effectiveness is still 99%, and humanity will still stand firm! In the name of the holy binary, loudly praise Ohm Messiah. All glory to the God of All Machines. Praise together. Praise machinery, praise steel. You are the master who casts all things, the apocalypse that destroys everything. Evaporate, burn, and cast. Steel is eternal, machinery is immortal, and the way of steel is materialism. Machinery is the truth. More is better, bigger is beautiful. Billions of turrets are your glory. Roaring engines are your sermons. (The author is not a serious person, so the story is not a serious story. ps: GW's story setting is too ridiculous. In order to make the story more rigorous and reasonable, I changed it. If you don't like it, please don't criticize)