"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!"

This time, the emperor was no longer alone. At the beginning of the emperor's birth, he was born alongside the mortal parents who adopted him.

Although he was not omniscient and omnipotent, his knowledge was far inferior to that of the emperor.

However, he possesses power and psychic abilities even greater than those of the Emperor.

If humanity gains another human with power comparable to an evil god, as strong as the strongest star gods, will humanity ultimately change?

Note: The author is Yun Chui. If there are any issues with the setting, you can remind me or simply ignore them. The main point is to have fun.

"First, I beseech Holy King Guilliman! Second, I beseech Les to possess me! Third, I beseech Grand Marshal Leon! May the Emperor manifest and sweep away the evil spirits! May my left shoulder be benevolent and righteous! May my right shoulder be righteous and benevolent! May the treacherous and horrible aid me! May the false emperor, the great villain, be annihilated!" Looking at the weak human before him, babbling incoherently before the two armies, his eyes rolling back and his body convulsing, an aura of unspeakable loyalty emanated from this human and spread throughout the battlefield. The onlookers, from powerful demon lords to imperial auxiliary soldiers and accompanying priests, all involuntarily took three steps back, their faces showing simultaneous terror. "I told you! These warlock cultists are pathetic!" Li Lian, who himself didn't know what had possessed him this time, gave a smug smile to the restless archbishop not far away. "See that? This is the mysterious power from the East!" "Alas! Your Excellency the Archbishop, and that incredibly strong Governor possessed by the Demon Prince! Don't run away!"

The protagonist, Ling Ji, was a lowly slave in a primitive civilization in his previous life. In that cruel world of cannibalism, he witnessed his fellow citizens being treated as food by the powerful and playthings by alien forces. He suppressed his humble longing for warmth and, with his extreme cunning and ruthless methods, meticulously planned and destroyed half of the primitive civilization's world—a "liberation" he offered to his suffering compatriots, and the grandest art in his eyes. His only regret was failing to drag the other half of the world into annihilation. A gift (or malice) from an unknown entity led him to be reborn in the 41st millennium of the Holy Empire of Humanity, reduced to a serf in the Nest Capital. The decay, brutality, and cannibalistic nature of this world are exactly the same as in his previous life. What will Ling Ji choose to do now?

War, war, war, endless war.

Khorne cares not for intrigue or loyalty, but only for endless violence and the art of war. A brilliant massacre where the few triumph over the many, a valiant charge against a powerful foe, is more likely to earn the Blood God's favor and blessings—for example, weapons igniting with an inextinguishable demonic fire, or bodies growing larger. Conversely, avoidance, cowardice, or the use of "dishonorable" means may lead to the loss of power or even being devoured by one's own comrades.

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!! ...

Upon traversing Warhammer 40K, Livy awakens the "Soulless" trait, becoming the most despised warp insulator in the entire galaxy.

Bearing nothingness, merging with the dead.

It uses living metal to forge a body and imprisons the Star God as its source.

Transformed into the Silver Reaper, Li Wei vows to crush the endless sea of ​​insects with forbidden power, causing countless evil gods to fall in trembling fear.

Warship design, manufacturing, and sales + Terra + farming + Eve + 40k + Lagrange + Star Wars + Angels

Development direction: Transport - Destroyer - Cruiser - Aircraft Carrier - Battleship - Titan - Megaship (some other ships may be added along the way, such as carrier-based aircraft).

Reference warships: Lagrange + 40k + Eve, etc.

The combat mode is 40k. If you can't accept that or want to see some awesome space battles, then forget it.

In the Warhammer 40K universe at the end of the 41st millennium, the Imperium of Man is decaying and fragmented, its sectors are fragmented, the infiltration of Chaos forces is intensifying, the Tyranids' devouring fleets are approaching the borders of the Imperium, the Necromancer tombs are awakening one by one, and the Orks are still waging wars throughout the galaxy. The entire galaxy is shrouded in the heavy shadow of "the enemy of mankind".

The protagonist, Lin Yuan, comes from Earth in the 21st century. Due to an accident, he is caught in the warp turbulence and travels to the Cadian star system on the border of the Empire. His cheat ability, "Psionic Creation," is deeply bound to the psionic system of the Warhammer universe, but he also faces the fatal risk of being corrupted by chaos due to the erosion of the warp.

Within the steel cage, Chang Yang's consciousness awakened within his shattered body. The glory of the Black Sanctuary had been tainted by torture, replaced by the resilience of another soul. Deep within this blasphemous Sword-class frigate, whispers of the warp surged like a tide, only to shatter before the barriers of his thoughts. Only one cold, cunning voice was an exception—not for corruption, but to offer a blood-paved stairway to divinity.