"I want to build a ninja village of my own!"

"I want to form my own pirate group!"

"I want to set up a magic school!"

The passionate discussion about the future of the few people in the corner did not affect Liu Haodong. He was now wondering, "Warhammer 40K? What kind of world is this? The identity of people like us is still 'tithe tax', taking people as taxes?"

The organization that receives these taxes from them is called "World Eaters".

Using people as taxes, what kind of world is this?

Fortunately, the reincarnation players in the same industry are all young people with ideals and ambitions.

They believe that as long as everyone works together, they will definitely have a bright future in the world of Warhammer 40K.

The few people in the corner agreed that "If you become rich and powerful, don't forget each other."

With the hope for a better future, they walked into the arena of the World Eaters...

I, the master of the swarm, the supreme being of the Zerg.

My swarm is endless and unstoppable.

They will conquer all races with my will.

I am the swarm!!!

The entire Koprulu sector will tremble under my majesty!!!

"Welcome to the world of Warhammer 40K."

"......"

"Oh my god, I want to go back to Earth!"

"I'm watching Black Carrot's video, not Lobster's video. You can't recruit me into Warhammer 40K!!!"

In the dark fortieth millennium, in the Purgatory Galaxy. "Didn't you say that I could take the template of the End to Beng Tieshuang? Can you explain to me why we are here!!!" "Didn't you say we were going to the Galaxy!!!" "But not this Galaxy, and aren't you Hyperion? Why are you jumping on the Star Train?" "Don't waste time. If we want to go back, we need to keep exploring new worlds and laying star tracks." "???" Looking at the crazy modified version of Hyperion, Zhou Ye fell into silence. . Then he looked at the golden flames behind him. After a brief silence, Zhou Ye said... "Run, run quickly, I don't want to be caught by the yellow-skinned guy. That guy wants me to be the emperor of mankind. Can't I just bypass the subspace and lay the tracks directly? Is it that serious?"

[Farming and Development] [War and Plunder] [Interdimensional Invasion]

waaagh!

Traverse a world teeming with gods, wielding the war dragon banner, and grow stronger with every fight! Even the timid mushroom man can evolve into a gigantic orc!

Orc boy—Brutal Orc—Dark Orc—Big Orc—Orc Warlord, born and raised in the land, delighted by war!

More numerous than swarms of insects, stronger than dragons, and armed with weapons more powerful than dwarves, let the green tide engulf the world! waaagh!

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)

In the dark galaxy, the once powerful human beings have become slaves of many aliens until the arrival of a soul from another world.

When Emperor-class Titans and AT-AT Walkers fight at the same time

The Glorious Queen-class battleships and the Supremacy operate together

Astra Militarum and Stormtroopers advance in unison

The Primarchs fought alongside the Jedi Knights

These books have

This book Human Supremacy has no female protagonist

(Warhammer, Star Wars, Stellaris, Halo, etc.)

Note: The author is a P-game enthusiast

"I am a member of Atlas, I provide services to Atlas and their customers,

I will always put the interests of Atlas first,

I am invincible, I will never lag behind in equipment and weapons,

I am always ready to destroy Atlas' enemies...

I am Atlas."

--The oath of allegiance of an Atlas (Giant) soldier.

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Atlas, or the Giant God Company should have been the "villain force" in "Call of Duty 11".

But if you are in the world of "Homelander", "Soldier Boy" and Vought Company, and the founder is a human who can open the [space gate] to other worlds and has the ability to [plunder]...

Then who is the "villain"?

More importantly, this founder also has the belief of "human eternity".

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While people are living in the lies fabricated by Vought Company, Atlas's private army has been fighting with alien scum and anti-human heretics from other worlds.

Integrate technology, be prepared, and deal with those so-called "superheroes" who are actually "super scum" trash, until you face the...

ghosts and monsters that exist in the void and chaos.

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Keywords:

Super soldiers, Astartes, Primarchs, Spartans, "Warhammer 40k", "Resident Evil", "Starcraft", "Halo", "Starship Troopers", "Alien vs. Predator", "Doom", "The Boys", etc.

Note: This book has a strong Hammer flavor.

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]

[A Great Filial Piety] + [The Third Reich] + [Abstract Man] + [Brotherly Love] [The New Emperor's Authorized History] + [Not Chaos, But Worse Than Chaos] Under the temptation of the Four Gods, an internal struggle within the Empire - the Horus Heresy.

It is about to begin, and the fate of mankind is heading towards despair.

Until - the eleventh Primarch named Francis Crick resurrected.

Lord of Change: He is not in my plan.

Blood God: Why doesn't he even look at me.

Lord of Corruption: He is so nice!

He can drink whatever I make!

King of Debauchery: I can't stand him when I see him... Faced with something he has never seen before, Francis has only one sentence

In the distant, dark end of the 41st Millennium, the galaxy has long since fallen apart. The Warp's active influence has left the human empire scrambling to cope. Chaos Warmaster Abaddon's 13th Black Crusade threatens to utterly destroy Cartier, and the tide of Chaos will ultimately tear the galaxy apart. And on this very day, a traveler from another world descends upon this one. Unlike the other travelers, he doesn't cry like a stubbed toe. This human, muscular as an Astartes and clad in unique power armor, gazes upon the demon-stricken battlefield. Without a word, he unleashes the blades on his wrists. A powerful melody fills his surroundings, and his journey to slaughter demons in another world begins. [Doom Slayer] That's his title, or you can call him that. [DOOM] "Which one...