There is no way to win, I don't understand that kind of thing——

Carrying the last light of mankind, Shinji Ikari transformed into Tiga and fought the final death battle with Gatanjea.

With Tiga's victory, Shinji Ikari closed his eyes in satisfaction...

When these eyes opened again...

Monsters became apostles, and the winning team became nerv

And humans seem to have lost the light in their hearts

This is the third new Tokyo, a world where humans cannot be saved

And all this will be rewritten...

Because the giant of light stands on the earth.

"Grand Admiral Thrawn is dead..." A Chiss, Grand Admiral of the Empire, the only non-human to rise to the pinnacle of Imperial power. For years, he lay dormant in the unknown star regions, only to return with force nine years after the Battle of Yavin, reigniting the Empire's hopes of suppressing the Rebellion. But this hero was assassinated by his own personal guard, plunging the Empire once again into the brink of collapse. Now, the New Republic faces... a completely different Grand Admiral. He unites the remnants of the Empire with a ruthless hand. Past defeats have been transformed into a strategic blueprint, the chessboard for a new round of conquests already laid. The Sith Lord Palpatine, returned from the depths of death, and with his greedy minions, launched a full-scale Imperial counterattack, forcing the internally divided New Republic into retreat. Only one man sees through this apocalyptic chessboard. His name is Thrawn. He lives. His chessboard is already set. There is no forgiveness, no negotiation, no...

What is it like to travel to a world that is destined to be destroyed?

Lynch said he didn't want to know.

Not only did he travel to a world of despair, but he also reached the front line of resistance against demons and became cannon fodder in the bloody battle with demons, a lizard man.

Lizardman Lynch accepted this well, and the demon toad supervising the battle was satisfied with dispersing the storm of destruction above Lynch's head.

"You've been chosen, go deliver it quickly."

Lynch looked at his enemy. The Rat Man who was ready to move underground stuck out his ugly head. At a glance, there were minions of Chaos everywhere.

The dark elves executed captives on the coast, and the undead roamed the sea at will.

The ancient plan has failed and there are no allies, only enemies.

The end is near!

Wait a minute, why is there a fellow guy on the opposite side?

Lynch looked at the prince of Nurgle, invited himself to join the traveler of chaos, and raised his spear.

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Group wear, group portrait, single protagonist, war theme, main battle, cold-blooded logic, pure order side, no male-female relationship, no farming, non-human race protagonist, don’t join if you don’t like it

One sentence synopsis: The demon prince Perturabo turned into a dog.

Crystal Maze annual fun sincere dedication

Divideless Chaos Guilliman

Specializing in controlling Tieyong Duo En

(Unlock more gradually...)

No fighting or killing, just eating and drinking (really)

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?

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!

"What did you say?" Abaddon exclaimed, both shocked and furious. "We've been boarded?! And by a bunch of mortals?!"

“Yes, sir.” A Chaos Space Marine wiped the cold sweat from his brow. “They are too strange. If we don’t send reinforcements soon, our defenses will be breached! Sir, I suggest you evacuate first…”

"Shut up!" Abaddon roared. "Who are we? We are the Black Legion! We have launched thirteen expeditions, each one dealing a fatal blow to the Empire! We are the Empire's eternal nightmare! And now, are we to retreat before a few mortals?"

"Assemble the troops immediately! I will make those arrogant bastards die here! Let the Empire know that we..."

"Bang!" "Rip rip rip!!!" "Boom!!!"

Before he could finish speaking, a huge ceiling collapsed, and on it, the corpses of Space Marines were piled up like mountains. On the mountaintop, several figures, bathed in the aura of blood, looked down.

Under Abaddon's shocked gaze, a man carrying a halberd looked around at him and said, "You're Abaddon, aren't you?"

"In the name of humanity, we bring you to trial, traitor!"

Li Lin was forcibly conscripted by the Emperor, a golden dump truck transporting him to the Siege of Terra in the 30K era, where he became a loyal mortal auxiliary soldier. At the brink of death, he awakened the [Undead War God] template. He initially thought his understanding of Warhammer would be enough to survive easily. However, this world was far more complex than he imagined. This wasn't canon, but an IF scenario, a unique pseudo-history… the Great Rebellion of Sanguielles! Li Lin: Since things have come to this, let's start killing! The future of the Empire, the fate of humanity, the safety of the galaxy—all these grand narratives are irrelevant to Li Lin. All he can do is rely on his chainsaw axe and shotgun to carve a path to survival in this cesspool of a world. His first small goal: kick the Blood God off his bronze throne! Li Lin: After all, I am!! ...

The author has already completed a two-million-word novel, a testament to their integrity. Time travel isn't unusual, but Trevor finds himself being watched by a barrage of comments after his own transmigration—and not just watched, but transmigrated again while being watched! This is a story about a protagonist forced to adventure under the watchful eyes of a barrage of comments. [Trevor, how did you transmigrate again?]... Trevor: "What's with this bunny girl from Resident Evil in front of me?"

Transcending into the Warhammer world. The Middle Ages are a chaotic wasteland, with the shadow of eternal destruction looming over all timelines. The end is nigh, and the grand game of the Chaos Gods unfolds in the Middle Ages. Carrying a simulator, when faced with the choice between becoming Primal Chaos and the Watchers of Order, will you destroy or save the world? In the 40th millennium of Warhammer, endless war engulfs the entire galaxy. The Emperor is long gone, buried on the Golden Throne. The Astragalus and Astartes have paid a heavy price; even the Primarch's return cannot halt the Imperium's despair. The edifice is crumbling, and the Dark Lord is about to rise from the throne. A decisive outcome will change everything, ensuring humanity's glory endures. Conquer or destroy the Xenomorphs, only in the name of Primal Chaos, in the sight of the gods.