Eternal Night

Chapter 435 Kill Kill Kill
When Wu Xianxiao was about to arrive at the webway, he received information about setting up a second-level shelter.

"The event has been accomplished."

"7.5:997.M41, Wu Xianxiao was recognized as a living saint, an immortal, the new god of mankind, and the last hope by the people of the paradise world of Otia because of the miracles he caused. Especially with the Emperor's instigation, the entire human empire was boiling because of you. But it was not just the human empire that was boiling. When you led the army to set up a defense circle in a dead world, the power of Chaos followed. Under the dedication of Huron Blackheart, Dekallion and others who were fanatically loyal to Chaos, the four evil gods discovered the damage that the pure power of Chaos had done to you, so a huge battle began. But you finally defeated it all, and finally you are about to successfully step into the Webway..."

"You established a secondary shelter."

"You gain a level increase in your personal attributes (not breaking the limit)."

"You are qualified to awaken five maintenance personnel."

"You must return to the world where the shelter is located every thirty days and stay for seven days."

This is the main brain's information about the second-level shelter, which is still an event-type shelter. It echoes the established first-level shelter, which is his journey in this world. However, what made Wu Xianxiao complain bitterly was... the "fanatically loyal" Huron Blackhart, Decarion and others. Are they sure not talking about the cannon fodder who were forced to be initiated by the four gods?
Every time he looks back on this kind of event, it seems a bit ridiculous. Wu Xianxiao even recalled the super soldier dream world he had experienced a long time ago. The "sudden awakening" in it also made him complain for a long time.

This mastermind is too unintelligent...

Moreover, the difficulty of this world is obviously very high, and it is also very difficult to set up a shelter. For example, in the dream world above 0.6, it is all revolving around one world, one planet, or even a piece of land. At most, it is a little difficult to defeat the enemy in the end, but it is not difficult to set up a shelter.

But this world is obviously very different. It is similar to the paradise world. The entire planet was torn apart. Millions or even hundreds of millions of people died, and only a first-level shelter was set up for him.

This was a huge battle involving millions of people, with both the ground and the space in a boiling and raging mess. Only in the end was a level-two shelter established for him. Obviously, in order to establish a more advanced shelter in this world, such as the top-level level-seven shelter, God knows whether the four gods must be killed before it can be established.

Wu Xianxiao felt a little melancholy, but he immediately cheered up and answered Chu Minghao's message... By the way, there is a message now?

"…The signal doesn't seem to be very good, buddy. I confirmed from the main brain that you seem to have chosen to set up a shelter. This means that this pulled world must be great, right?"

"From a probability perspective, it is difficult to find a large world with multiple sources balanced with each other, but once found, such a world is a treasure, and there must be a lot of good things in it. The extraordinary is pollution, and the pollution from multiple sources is intertwined, which will give birth to many good things. Moreover, under the mutual balance, unless it triggers a world-destroying catastrophe, the situation will generally be relatively relaxed. It is possible that a brilliant civilization will be born based on its extraordinary system, which is very good."

"Congratulations, buddy, you found a great place. I look forward to your return to discuss in detail."

"By the way, this message is a trial run. Currently, only I can send the message unilaterally. It will be submitted in the next main brain update."

"Enjoy it, but don't hurt yourself too much."

Wu Xianxiao listened to the entire message with a wooden expression. He looked at the Eldar beside him who had a pretty face and a slender body, but was actually covered in hard muscles, and the nun who also had a pretty face but was tall and muscular. Then there were all the people around him who had ruthless faces and basically had facial expressions that meant "kill, kill, kill". He fell into some kind of confusion...

no……

Did Chu Minghao misunderstand something?
At this time, the people around also noticed that Wu Xianxiao seemed to be at a loss. They looked at each other, and for a moment they couldn't figure out what Wu Xianxiao was thinking. However, they were all decisive people. Magnus was the first to speak: "Next we are going to enter the webway. According to these bean sprouts, at the end of this webway, there are Dark Eldar troops blocking them. If we want to go to Comoros, then these Dark Eldar are the big enemies we must face if we want to make a quick turn."

Everyone looked at Wu Xianxiao, waiting for his response.

Wu Xianxiao rubbed his temples and barely pulled his emotions back from Chu Minghao's words. He was very upset now and needed something to distract him from the feeling of wanting to complain and being tired. At the same time, he had some resentment towards this fucked up world. He said, "Then just kill them quickly. Forget it. I don't want to know where I am, who I am, who the other party is, and I don't want to know why they are trying to stop us. I only know that killing them all is fine!"

"I will fight in person!"

Everyone had no objection, and each of them looked as if it was a matter of course, and this look of theirs made Wu Xianxiao even more annoyed.

(This world is hopeless, it has become completely deformed...)
In the paradise world where he first arrived, all the good feelings Wu Xianxiao had accumulated towards this world there had disappeared. He now truly understood the truth of this world. All life here, from humans to aliens, from life to demons in the subspace, were all fucked up. They were either at war or on their way to war. The so-called paradise world, the so-called comfort, these were all illusions, the result of him being deceived in the beginning.

(It would be better to establish a Scarlet Sanctuary in this world. It would probably be more efficient. It would just be mindless killing...)
Wu Xianxiao sighed, and without caring about anything else, he closed his eyes and dozed off on the spot.

The others did not bother him. This was their daily routine and habit. They all started to organize their equipment, check magazines, clean their knives and weapons, and disassemble and assemble their own firearms. Fortunately, as long as they were with Wu Xianxiao, they did not have to worry about the erosion and corrosion of the subspace, so they did not have to pray or meditate, and they did not have to engrave various blessing prayers, which saved them a lot of trouble. At the same time, the kill order issued by Wu Xianxiao was quickly transmitted to the other vehicles and the Space Marines running after the vehicles.

All the accompanying Space Marines are the best of the best, including champions of various chapters, company commanders, and even station commanders, many of whom have honorary nails on their foreheads.

Space Marines are biochemical humans created by the Emperor. Each Space Marine requires more than a dozen biochemical surgeries that are lethal to ordinary people. Each of them is over two and a half meters tall, and their strength, speed, endurance and survivability are far beyond the imagination of ordinary mortals. As long as each Space Marine does not die in battle, he can live for hundreds or even thousands of years. They are known as the Emperor's Angels.

Once a Space Marine has served the Emperor for a hundred years, he is qualified to have a nail of honor hammered into his head. This is actually the so-called elite, the veteran.

As the convoy crashed directly into the webway and rushed forward without slowing down, the eight hundred all-veteran Space Marines were ready to kill.

At this time, Wu Xianxiao also came out of the car.

Although he was smaller than any other Space Marine, when he appeared in the team holding a half-broken Spirit Crusher, the emotions of all the Space Marines began to boil. Although they remained silent, Wu Xianxiao could easily feel the enthusiasm, loyalty, bravery, dedication and other emotions in their emotions.

This made Wu Xianxiao feel much better.

He likes people like this, as it fits his values. Even though... this world is a little fucked up, these people are what he likes.

The scene inside the webway was quite sci-fi in style. The images presented in the field of vision were somewhat similar to the descriptions of wormholes in sci-fi movies that Wu Xianxiao had seen on TV. Although their feet were on solid ground and the surroundings were very empty, the Rhino armored personnel carrier could rush forward unhindered, but the surroundings all seemed to have a feeling that the light was stretched and the stars were curled up. Clusters of nebulae could be seen rapidly receding, and they were moving quickly between the void of the universe and the hazy subspace.

At this time, fast-running Eldar appeared around the eight hundred Space Marines. Because they were too close to Wu Xianxiao, the light on their bodies that was distorted by psychic energy returned to normal. Although these Eldar were far smaller than the Space Marines, their running speed and endurance were no less than those of the Space Marines. These Eldar formed a kilometer away from the team, and then followed and ran forward together.

Hurry, hurry, everyone had a silent sense of urgency, and the speed of the Rhino troop carriers was soared to the limit, at least two hundred kilometers per hour, but they were gradually being left behind by the infantry Space Marines and the Eldar army.

Then, Wu Xianxiao felt the battlefield ahead, explosions, fluctuations, fighting, and some perverted laughter, roars, and groans. The familiar smell of blood was accompanied by the familiar smell of the battlefield. This was the eternal theme of this world...

Well, when in Rome, do as the Romans do.

I don't know who I am, I don't know where I am, I just know...

"kill!"

Wu Xianxiao stepped forward and rushed forward at a speed far exceeding that of the surrounding Space Marines and Eldar warriors. With a burst of speed of more than 3,500 meters per second, he rushed directly onto the battlefield almost first.

Both sides of the battlefield are elves, but one side is almost entirely painted in dark colors, with a tangible black aura, resentment, and wailing souls on their bodies. This sign is very obvious.

Wu Xianxiao rushed in, raised his hand and slashed with his sword, and a team of shooting black bean sprouts were immediately shattered. Their souls were directly pulled into the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness by Wu Xianxiao through the three techniques of nourishing the weapon, the nightmare technique, and nourishing the yin, plus the projection of his sea of ​​consciousness. This was naturally not as good as the devil-devouring power of the Tiger Demon Technique, but it also caused these souls to directly collide with the negative aspects of his mind. These souls howled and dissipated, and the negative aspects of his mind were annihilated bit by bit.

"Kill, kill, kill!!"

The knife falls with the hand, the knife falls with the hand, the knife falls with the hand...

In just one second, a bloody storm was set off on the Dark Eldar's position. A human, a mere human...

Holy shit! He chopped a Heavy Tormentor (super heavy hover tank) to pieces with one strike! ?
Fuck! The dark matter cannon hit him...

Bounced! ?

All the Dark Eldar were stunned!

(End of this chapter)