The world is on the brink of doomsday, and the mysterious game of national destiny has made the people of Blue Star panic.

Feng Yuan returns from the Warhammer universe and finds himself in the National Destiny Game.

People lament the defeat of another victim,

However--

"No matter how tough the zombies are, can they be tougher than my chainsaw sword?"

"Wizard? Do you dare to chant a spell in front of Sister Silence again?"

"No matter how fast the sword of a sword master is, can it be faster than the bolter of a space marine?"

"Titan troops, tear off the wings of those giant lizards and give them to you as a snack tonight!"

"And you, gods of the other world, tremble before the wrath of the Emperor!"

Tags: [Warhammer] [Godslaying] [Combat] [Blood-Pumping] [Not Exactly Lighthearted]

Who is Wang Shao?

Just another nameless extra in the grand drama of deicide—the first cannon fodder to die when Lin Qiye made his entrance.

But death was only the beginning.

His soul hurtled through the void, reborn in the nightmarish crucible of the Warhammer universe. There, he learned the only truth that matters: In the face of annihilation, you trust your own strength—or you perish.

Through fire and blood, he ascended to become one of the Emperor’s chosen—a Salamanders Space Marine, clad in adamantium and faith.

Until betrayal cast him into the abyss.

Yet by the caprice of the Warp, Wang Shao awoke back on Earth, days before Lin Qiye’s fateful arrival.

This time, the so-called "gods" of this world will burn.

"I am the Emperor’s Angel of Death—and their end has come."

【Cyberpunk 2077 Fanfiction】

"You mean to say that Dexter Deshawn's business is now yours?"

Inside the black car, V stared at the mysterious female middleman wearing sunglasses and asked questions.

"Yes," the middlewoman replied.

"Then why should I believe you?"

“Then why do you believe the fat black man who has been on the run for two years and suddenly shows up again? This is Night City.” The female middleman replied with a sneer.

"I have explained what I should tell you. Will you do this order or not?"

“Why not?” V replied.

"Great! Finally, let me ask you a personal question. Do you want to be a nobody or become famous?"

Leo is a simple, pure, and easily satisfied person. Unlike those who like to save the world, he only pursues two small things in his life - money and immortality.

But even such humble and harmless requests are obstructed by many "big men", making him unhappy.

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Arasaka Saburo, Batman, Iron Man, Black Panther... and other names are all recorded in his little notebook, which is really very - very - very annoying!

And that damn Joker, he hates the Joker!

He swore that if he could control Arkham Asylum one day, he would enforce the policy of "lobotomizing the brain when entering prison" and let those damn guys spend their old age in the ward forever!

Finally, he would like to praise his dear V (Vivian), V (Vera), and V (Veronica).

They come from different backgrounds, from the streets, the wilderness, and the company, but they are equally gentle, virtuous, beautiful and kind. Especially Vivian, who came from the streets. He loved her more than anything else, not because she was crackling bones behind him...

"Have you finished writing your suicide note?" Vivian smiled, "When you're done, go on your way - scumbag!"