If you can't give me a future, then I'll take it myself with my chainsaw axe. Your so-called saving of humanity is nothing but a lie, while we are the future of humanity.
That's right! It's Xiao He again! He's time-traveled again!
Bad news, the crossing point is Warhammer Katachon.
Good news, he awakened his Druid talent.
Bad news: he's being watched by all four peddlers.
Good news: He has a system and a jammer. The four peddlers and Old Man Huang can see his general location, but they can't pinpoint his exact location.
And so, completely unaware that he had spent five years surviving in the wilderness of Qatar, he unexpectedly took on the responsibility of a little kid who had fallen from the sky—the famous Conrad Coates! Yes! The very same Conrad Coates everyone was talking about! Batman~
This kid didn't go to Nasturm, but inexplicably ended up in Katachon. Who knows what the future Midnight Lord and he are...
In short, what fate awaits Coz?
Even Tzeentch couldn't understand fate, so who could?
"This Warhammer shithole is so hard to clean! Those hard lumps are stuck in the pipe list. It's so annoying!"
Chen Long, who was riding the super beast and standing on the monkey version of the ether phase engine, said irritably, dozens of light seconds away!
Xie Yong, a poor wage earner, found himself in prison after waking up from a sleep, but this was not an ordinary prison... As for why it was not ordinary, he did not understand, because he was just an Ogryn ape-man. That's right, it was the legal sub-human Ogryn ape-man designated by the Ministry of Military Affairs. At the same time, it was also a coin with a slightly larger denomination in the hands of the Human Emperor. Although he was imprisoned, fortunately he still had a system in his head. Just want me, an Ogryn ape-man, to understand the prompts of the system? ! Hahaha, why don't you let Tzeentch teach me to count to the number 9? What? I can really count to 9! Hello! System, this mission is completed
They're all loyal when you talk about it, but they won't go when you ask. This statement perhaps best reflects the reality of the Warhammer world.
It contains so much passion and romance between men, but even more so, endless despair.
Zhou Bin, this unlucky fellow, simply joined a Warhammer 40K fan group by chance, watched a few short videos recommended by them, and, following their advice, reluctantly shouted a few words of loyalty in the group. Before he knew it, he had been transported to the world of Warhammer 40K.
He became one of the countless ordinary people in this world, and how will he struggle to survive in this universe full of malice towards humanity?
As a member of the ancient Dwarf race, how should he face the threats of Greenskins, Skaven and even the Chaos Gods, recapture the lost mountain fortress, retrieve the lost artifacts, and restore the glory of the Mountain Kingdom?
After being struck by lightning and killed, Raymond Lam traveled to the Marvel Universe.
He then obtained the strongest green-skinned system, and from then on he started waaaaagh.
Fight, fight, and more fighting!
Captain America, are you going to fight my guys?
Iron Man, do you think you're as powerful as my Techies?
Hulk, how about a contest with my Warboss?
When Thanos saw the overwhelming green tide rushing towards him...
Sorry, he's leaving.
Lin Feng gradually led his boys to become more and more...
Standing atop countless worlds and countless universes
[Warhammer + System + Decisive Killing + Infinite Evolution + No Female Lead]
"The Emperor created twenty radiant demigod Primarchs to conquer the daylight of the galaxy."
“And Makado, in order to protect that unspeakable darkness, created Wiz in the deepest part of the laboratory.”
...
Traveling through Warhammer 30,000, he becomes the most dangerous secret experiment of the Imperial Chancellor Macard, the "Prototype Zero" of the Maerorus Guild.
Wiz has no soul, no sense of pain, only a perfect killing body fused with unknown genes and yearning for flesh and blood.
And, a **[Devouring Evolution System]** from the void.
In this despairing universe filled with bombs, chainswords, and warp demons, Wiz doesn't need power armor because his skin is harder than adamantite; he doesn't need bolters because his bone spikes can pierce through Titans.
[Devour]:
Devour the Orc warlord alive—gain [Cell Regeneration] and [Infinite Strength]!
Prey on the Eldar Prophet—Gain [Time Warning] and [Faster Light Nerves]!
Chewing on the Great Demon Nurgle grants [Conceptual-level Plague Immunity] and [Immortality]!
...
At the end of the Great Crusade, the Horus Rebellion broke out, and the galaxy burned.
As the traitorous warlord Horus raised his claws, ready to kill Saint Gilles, the shadows suddenly stirred.
A claw covered in a void carapace caught Horus's heavy blow.
Wiz grinned, revealing fangs, and looked at the shocked Primarchs before him, letting out a hoarse, greedy whisper:
“Praise the Emperor… What a sumptuous buffet this is.”
A story about Warhammer.
A veteran's story.
A story about working for the Emperor in order to return home.
A new author arrogantly attempts to tell the story of human nature and bestiality.
This is an age of humanity's resurgence! After countless trials and tribulations, a great being known as the Emperor is formally attempting to rebuild the glory of the human race. But on the other side of the material universe, the Chaos Gods have long since regarded humanity as their main course... In this dark and terrifying cosmos, the only future is war!
That is, until the soul of an ancient Terran, named Osiris, arrives in the Warhammer universe and into the body of Lycaeus. The threads of destiny begin to intertwine. Can this outsider turn the tide for a humanity whose fate is already sealed?
For now, Osiris knows nothing of this. He's staring blankly at the mining pick in his hand...
"Damn it, hasn't Corax's amniotic pod landed yet? I don't want to mine anymore!!!!" Sandman stares into the pitch-black mine and falls into a profound silence...