"I think humans are actually quite complicated. When I first drove those evil gods back to the warp, many people supported me. Later, they said that I was looking too high and too far, and that I could stop and rest for a while. Many of my defeated opponents said that even if I defeated all opponents and enemies, whether tangible or intangible, I would eventually be defeated by time.

But it doesn't matter, time will prove me right."

Humans have been dragged down by monsters and demons since the First Crusade, and history, this fully-insured semi-trailer, has been running rampant ever since

." You mean, everything in heaven and hell is evil gods of the warp, so why not go on the field yourself? "

What should Neos do in the face of this group of diehard psychic lunatics on the stake? Only:

"Okay, listen up heretics,

wait until I become emperor, I will formulate a new burning method!

Those who believe in evil gods will be burned

, those who use faith to cheat people of their wealth will be burned , and

those who do not believe in humanity will be burned."

"Are you human?"

"I'm not a god! You will go to the stake too!"

"Damn it, you tyrant, what's the difference between you and our church!"

"Oh my God, gentlemen! This diehard actually realized his sins, he can't be burned, he must be pulled out as an example - hang him up and whip him with a copper-headed leather belt!"

This is the thirtieth millennium of the human empire.

Under the leadership of the Lord of Mankind, the Emperor, mankind finally left its home star again and headed towards the cold and ruthless universe.

They desire to reclaim their lost colonies and return those suffering to the glory of the Emperor.

At this moment, mankind still has a beautiful vision for the future.

At this moment, no one knows what will happen in the future.

The story begins on a remote planet called Nostramo.

Khalil Lohars.

You should remember this name.

(Warhammer fan.)

Xie Yong, a poor wage earner, woke up from a sleep and found himself in prison, but this was not an ordinary prison... As for why it was different, he didn't understand, because he was just an Ogryn. Yes, it was the legal sub-human Ogryn 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 Emperor of Mankind. Although he was imprisoned, fortunately he still had a system in his head. He just wanted me, an Ogryn, to understand the system's prompts? ! Hahaha, why not let Tzeentch teach me to count to 9? What? I can really count to 9! Hey! System, this mission is over

The sage of the Mechanic Church, Exis.Σ.Σ.Lu (Lu for short), transmigrated to a "terrifying" place. Here, humans worship psychic energy and call the practice of cultivating it "cultivation of immortality." Here, a strange, demonic voice calling itself "System" whispers in Lu's ear from time to time. Here, there are also powerful psychic entities comparable to spatial gods and demons. How corrupt, how terrifying! But… the Great Sage is never afraid. The Great Sage is always thirsty for knowledge. This is a good opportunity to observe psychic energy and research countermeasures. Perhaps, he can even find his way home. As for joining? Impossible, absolutely impossible! The Great Sage, following Om Messiah and believing in science…

"I still remember those thirty years, those thirty years..." "Alright, I've had enough." Looking at the hesitant expression on the bald, handsome man's face, Lin Qi, the Regent of the Third Reich, the Left Hand of the Wolf God, Eugene Guilliman Poe's best friend, Batman's certified savior of the Empire, the Queen who can summon ten thousand Glories with a wave of her hand, the fear of Abaddon, the person who respects Butcher's Nail the most in the world, sighed helplessly. "After we've dealt with the Four Gods, if the Emperor can't send me home, I'll make him do a pole dance in front of us."

"I'm not asking you to remain within the Cursed's stasis barrier forever. I'm not a demon. However, the Star Sea Punishment, the ultimate solution to the remnants of hundreds of thousands of years of the War in Heaven, is to kill all intelligent life and detonate the universe. What does that mean? What's wrong with your moral sense as an intelligent being? You just spent a year becoming Planet Master, didn't you? If you keep going like this, you'll be a sector leader in ten, galactic overlord in twenty, and dark matter collector in thirty. Finally, you'll build an etheric engine to exterminate all life in the universe. As reflections of all intelligent life in this galaxy, the five of us must stop you. Seriously." Leon: "What are you talking about? Etheric Engine activated! Blow this shithole to ash!" ————————————————————...

Being an Astartes isn't all about fighting and killing. To run a successful Chapter, one must also be worldly-wise and empathetic. Prejudices are as heavy as a mountain. Yet, the outside world's stereotypes about the Warhammer universe are always right. How can we build the Imperium of Mankind with these insects? We must build the Imperium of Mankind with these insects! From recruit to Chapter Master, a Space Marine will never admit to partial brain necrosis. Yet, from the Emperor to the Four Gods, the mighty powers of the Warp always want to make life easy for everyone. The holy God-Emperor once declared that he was not a god. Kaz Samar expressed complete indifference to the human gods' insistence on saying he wasn't a god. He kept saying, "Yes, yes, yes, I bow when I'm due, I kneel when I'm due." After centuries of hard work, Kaz finally became Chapter Master and was at his desk, writing his memoirs, attempting to record his eventful life for the Imperium. Then, a brash recruit barged into his room. "Chapter Master, promethium is half price in the next sector!" Alas, even the Imperium's demigods can't escape the chores of food, clothing, and daily necessities. He put down his personal memoirs and pulled out his chapter account book. Is there much in the bank? Not much.

Nicholas, armed with the "Warhammer Museum System," embarks on a treasure hunt in the hellish galaxy! He explores ancient necromantic tombs in space, ventures into chaotic caverns, steals Blackrock artifacts, collects Imperial Relics, and battles orcs while also testing his luck against traitors.

His main job is collecting collectibles, and his side job is beating up all sorts of oddities in the galaxy. He uses his full collection of treasures to fight against the darkness, and his motto is "If you're not proactive in collecting treasures, there's something wrong with your thinking!"

Hey! What do you think of this Emperor collection?

Lanzhus: "The stain of chaos will never disappear, Company Commander Titus. As the cleric of the new chapter, I will be watching you closely!" Titus didn't respond immediately, but turned to look at the other members of the new chapter. There was the Qinmu Chapter Commander, with a kitchen knife at his waist and a homemade gun made from a water pipe, the one with the highest proportion of human beings likely being a perennial veteran. There was the Tyranid Insect, convinced he was an apothecary and dedicated to healing the wounded. There was the traitor who worshipped the Emperor and served as the new chapter's think tank curator. There was the unconventional technocrat who shouted "Long live Omnisaya!"—a space necromancer who firmly believed he was human. There was the peace-loving green-skinned orc who enjoyed farming and construction. ...We are all different, but we are all truly human!