"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.

Calixis Sector, Port Wanderer, Blind Eye Bar. "Hello, friend, come sit down. You're looking for a job?" A well-dressed man embraces you, offering you a glass of Renka brandy. "You can call me Siegel, the best Rogue Trader in the Kronos Expanse." "Do other Rogue Traders say the same thing? Friend, to survive in Port Wanderer, you must use your own judgment.

Caledor - the hometown of dragons. A Warhammer player came here because he insulted the Donkey Prince and became Imric, Prince of Caledor. The ox-hide book that can travel through the world will be one of the few things he can rely on.

Diablo, Dark Souls, Mask of the Betrayer...can the power and knowledge of these worlds revive Caledor again?

In the 136th year of Finubar's coronation, in the year 2399 of the Imperial Calendar, the Battle of Fenubar Plains and the Great Holy War are about to begin.

The shadow from Naggarond and the darkness of the northern Chaos tribes are gradually shrouding Ulthuan. This time the Dragon Prince will make a different choice and let the Caledorian fire dragon flag soar in the sky.

Also known as: "The Rise of the Medieval Dragon Aotian"

Traveling through the extremely dark Warhammer universe, others are desperate, but I am very happy!

Why! Because my golden finger is strong enough!

The night before the crossing, Rhodes downloaded a mobile game for raising big monsters, which can materialize countless monsters, cosmic people, ordinary monsters, mechanical monsters, synthetic super monsters, negative energy monsters, super ancient monsters, alien beasts, and even dark giants.

Use super beast synthesis technology to synthesize Ork orcs and create Ork super monsters. Rebrando battle instrument captures Zerg Norn queen. Austen technology mass-produces dark cyclops Pros, King Guqiao, unparalleled iron god Impleza, and Giga Endora.

Many years later, the four hawkers in the warp, Khorne, Nurgle, Tzeentch, and Slaanesh, the four evil gods, had to sit on the four dark thrones, because as long as they relax for a moment, countless monster armies will tear the barrier and then flood the warp.

Rhodes laughed wildly and tore the warp: Hahaha, come out to play! Four little bastards!

At this moment, the four gods of the subspace realized that the real evil devil had arrived!

[Warhammer + Farming + Space Opera]

In the 41st millennium, darkness is raging!

The human empire lost half of its territory.

Millions of planets are invaded by Chaos!

Famine is everywhere, crime is rampant, cults are everywhere...

The planet Erth, located on the dark side of the empire, is experiencing extreme suffering.

Fortunately, the savior Ron has arrived!

He awakens the essence of subspace and leads the development of the whole people!

Start with a small, ruined territory.

Farming, explosives, internal affairs, unifying the planet, building space warriors, forming the Star Sea Fleet, the Great Expedition...

When the regent came with an expeditionary fleet to regain the territory.

He looked at the extremely prosperous star field and the group of starships that covered the sky, and then looked at his broken spaceships, and he was suddenly confused...

Who is the empire?

Traveling to the world of Warhammer Medieval, which has been ravaged by the four evil gods and has countless Chaos Chosen, is undoubtedly the most tragic world besides the Warhammer 40,000 world!

Fortunately...

[Farming + Warhammer Fantasy + War + Slow Pace]

The shadow of the end has loomed over the century-long countdown, and the chaotic torrent is about to breach the world's dams. Demons roar, tearing reality apart, nations crumble in the flames of war, and even the highest gods cannot escape their fate of demise.

Who can reverse this doomed fate?

"Humans? They're as fragile as paper, not a single one of them is worth a fight!"

"Pointy ears? All they do is fight amongst themselves and gossip, they're such useless sissies!"

"Short and timid? Hiding in holes like turtles, just a bunch of shut-ins getting moldy!"

A green-skinned orc with bared fangs spat, surveying the battlefield with disdain. Behind him stretched an endless mass of massive black orcs, their muscular bodies laden with spoils; there were night goblin fanatics wielding bone spikes, their crimson eyes burning with Waaaaagh flames; there was the Queen Spider, a mobile fortress, her eight legs sending debris flying wherever they stepped; there were the Great Techies carrying booming firearms, their strange devices crackling with electricity—even the legendary ancient space machine, supposedly floating in the clouds, hummed and followed behind the green-skinned army.

When the soul of the transmigrator collided with this green-skinned body born for war, and when the cold system interface met the green-skinned man's greatest "I think" technique, a wonderful chemical reaction erupted.

The orc suddenly raised his giant axe, its blade gleaming coldly in the sunlight, and a deafening roar echoed through the heavens and earth:

"I think—to save this wretched world, we still need our big green skins!"

"From this day forward, I am the savior!"

"Waaaaagh!"

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?

Transmigrating into a good-for-nothing boy from the Warhammer universe, he opens his eyes to see the steel torrent of the Great Crusade.

While others conquered the galaxy with grenade launchers, he silently recited the Tao Te Ching amidst a sea of ​​blood and corpses.

The whisper of the evil god of the subspace? Directly refine it into true essence!

Did the Emperor's genetic modification fail? The Yellow Emperor's Classic of Internal Medicine reshapes his body!

While the Primarchs were fighting to the death, he took out "The Art of War" and taught the four gods how to use tactics!

"Emperor, your approach to conquering the galaxy is wrong."

Facing the supreme golden throne of mankind, he smiled like a harmless Eastern monk.

【Guaranteed long novel with more than one million words】

A college student who is fascinated by the military accidentally travels to the world of Warhammer 40K and becomes a Space Marine. Without a system and without the guidance of a thousand-year-old monster, how will he survive? As a proletarian materialist fighter, after becoming the commander of a regiment by accident, how will he let the red torrent sweep across the entire galaxy? The greenskins, the Necrons, the Eldar, the Tyranids, Chaos, the aliens, humanity is in danger, how will he bring an end to humanity's enemies? Yi Zhiqing presents the magnificent life of Astartes with all his heart.