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.
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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.
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Kill across the galaxy and sweep across the dark universe.
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)
Coral accidentally traveled through Warhammer 40k and became a rebellious Chaos Space Marine at the beginning. He was still one of the Night Lords who defected to Chaos, but he accidentally gained the ability of void and dark matter.
But what a heresy this is! Why is this Astartes a pure-blooded human! Why does he have the power to control the void and dark matter!
Why did he regenerate after his death?
Chaos, Empire, Zerg, Eldar, Necrons, Orks, Tau... Wait, here comes the Void again?
Kolar is a void force from a higher dimensional universe.
Lin Xiangchu traveled to a world where humans were forced to fight various alien races, and where humans would perform a ritual called "God's Descent" when they turned fifteen.
Successful people will be called spiritual partners and receive training from the society's top resources.
The contracted spirit that Lin Xiangchu awakened turned out to be the loyal... Lord of Steel? !
"The humans of this world should not be bound by aliens! We will not give up any inch of territory! We will not retreat! The glory of the empire will surely shine in every universe!"
"Mutated Beast King? I thought it was a speed bump. Tell it to my super-heavy tank cluster."
"Bloody Godzilla? Excuse me, behind me is the walking incarnation of Om Messiah!"
The summoning ritual of the cultists? Do you think the iron ring and the mecha brigade behind me are fun?
In addition to natural disasters, geopolitical, religious conflicts, and disputes are also about to erupt at this moment. Neon's desire for land to survive on the mainland, Bharata's ambition to dominate South Asia, and even the distant holy city have erupted in new disputes.
but
This world will eventually belong to the human empire! No matter how many enemies there are, the Solar Auxiliary Army will be overwhelming! No matter how strong the enemy is, the loyal Iron Warriors will crush their defenses.
The Fourth Legion is invincible, no matter how many enemies there are on the ground!
The content includes Warhammer, history, large armies, national wars, mythology, etc. Everything you want to read is here." (This novel is not strictly a Warhammer novel. If you want to read it, you can take a look at my first book, which is a story specifically about the Warhammer universe. The details in it are guaranteed to make you feel the flavor of Warhammer)
(My first webnovel—a slow-burn story that builds in intensity!)
The Imperium of Man is a galaxy-spanning empire devoted to a god-like figure—the Emperor, enthroned in eternal vigil upon the Golden Throne. Even in this technologically advanced yet decaying future, faith and dogma remain the bedrock of society.
Pilgrims are those who undertake perilous journeys to prove devotion, seek redemption, or fulfill sacred obligations. Their destinations may include holy sites such as Terra (Holy Earth), where the Emperor slumbers, or other worlds sanctified by martyrdom and miracle.
Pilgrim-ships are the decrepit, overcrowded vessels that carry these masses through the void. Picture a floating slum in space, packed with hundreds of thousands of desperate souls. These voyages are long, grueling, and rife with danger—starvation, mutant uprisings, warp-borne horrors, and the ever-looming threat of heresy.
A perfectly normal tale of a cheerful Greenskin’s adventures in the Warhammer 40K universe.
- Their meks are too tiny—can’t even compare to Gorkamorka’s Fist or a proper Stompa.
- Their way of pickin’ bosses is stupid. Too much talkin’! Why not just WAAAGH! and krump the biggest git?
- And why dey always workin’ and fightin’ over dumb stuff? ORKS IZ FREE! We fight, we laugh, we WAAAGH!—dat’s da good life!
Tags: [Ork Logic] [Bigger = Better] [WAAAGH!-Fuelled Plot Armor] [Reality? Optional]
("Cloudhammer" x3—say it with me now!)
Starring: You, the players. Everyone else? Just NPCs with jobs.
Plot: A horde of chaotic gamers "guided" by desperate NPCs to aggressively stir shit up across the Warhammer universe.
Tags: [Meta-Gaming] [NPCs Suffer] [Fourth Wall? What Fourth Wall?] [Chaos Is a Player’s Middle Name]
"Everyone claims loyalty—yet none dare go!
Loyalty needs no reward, for loyalty is its own reward."
PS: The title was auto-generated by the platform’s algorithm (20k-word testing phase)—don’t let it mislead you o(╥﹏╥)o
Original Title: Warhammer Survival: Starting from Cadia. Read patiently—there’s a surprise!
[Warhammer 40K] [System] [Lovecraftian Horror] [Merciless Protagonist] [Progression Fantasy] [Overpowered] [Leave Your Brain at the Door] [Lore-Friendly…ish]
"Transmigrated during Cadia’s fall? And gifted a ‘Chaos Space Marine Welcome Pack’?" Marcus grinned as the chainsword swung toward him. The moment his Slaughter System activated, the Warhammer universe would learn—what true carnage looked like.
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3.5 (2 reviews)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!