This is our Warhammer journey

Chapter 522 The Bonebreaker Training Manual

The moment you step into the online world, the hustle and bustle of the world seems to fade away from reality.

The scenery here is so beautiful.

Backed by a milky white glow, with the magnificent Milky Way in front.

Under the bright sunshine, the river is colorful, with animals leaping and fish swimming, splashing up tiny droplets of water.

These rivers and the starry sky converge in one direction, eventually merging into a colorful point of light.

It's like a child who has gone far away is returning to the place where they were born.

The Bonebreaker had never felt this way before, because even it was its first time in this world.

The battle cries subsided, and the sounds of the boys' armor rubbing against their bodies and the overheated gun barrels scorching the air were clearly audible.

Pushing aside the fragments on the shoulder armor, the Bonebreaker stepped forward, breathing in the familiar air.

It wanted to see the world, to follow its genetic instincts and see the world that was once so important to its species.

then
The one who shattered bones saw it clearly.

Boom!

A spectacular explosion came head-on.

As the Bonebreaker stepped out of the deliberately designated sanctuary, it saw clearly the world that had once given it a sense of boundless security.

That was the wrath of the Khorne demon, shooting out from the skull cannon forged from countless bones, landing among the Netwalk natives who were entangled with the Slaanesh demon, indiscriminately reaping the heads of all living beings within an eight-kilometer radius with a razor-sharp impact.

The demons, banished, have returned, and the monsters and demons of the internet are emerging from the gaps in the network.

Click!

A stranded Dark Eldar beheaded a demon, and before he could recover from the thrill of the kill, a semi-transparent, gelatinous substance landed on his skull in that moment of relaxation.

As the gelatinous substance fell, the dark Eldar seemed to have been injected with a super-dose of sleeping pills; his steps became unsteady, and a smile that was both peaceful and terrifying appeared on his face.

After a brief stumble, he regained control of his body and merged back into a large stream.

It was a vast and mighty force composed of countless races of all kinds, surging towards the densely populated area of ​​creatures, skillfully employing the fighting methods their host had used in life, displaying great prowess.

Behind them, in an even larger procession, countless such translucent gelatinous bodies swayed in the air.

This is a jellyfish; shrimp would call them Medusa.

Memories from their genes told the name of the Bonebreaker.

The jellyfish is a bizarre creature that lives in the net, a spiritual parasite that is a perfect combination of rationality and sensibility and coexists with the host's emotions. It floats in the air like a jellyfish, feeding on the dreams of nearby emotional beings, and then taking over the control of the organism's body.

Wuwuwu——

However, before this force of around 100,000 could resolve the conflict with the demons and dark spirits, a chilling gale swept across the entire battlefield.

The Dark Eldar Conspiracy warriors maintained their aim at the jellyfish, while the Serpent Mercenary's blade was frozen before the Slaanesh demon.

The roar of the Khorne demon echoed across the battlefield, but the blade stopped beside a clawed dread demon.

All the entangled creatures were momentarily confused, then stared in horror at the shadow beneath their feet.

It was a vast and tangible shadow, the shadow of every living being, which almost instantly froze the entire battlefield.

Demons howled in despair, chanting warp incantations just like the Dark Eldar who were frantically activating their life-saving technology. Their feet left deep marks on the frosty ground, but the power granted to them by the shadows swallowed them whole into the darkness beneath their feet.

Countless black shadows appeared on the battlefield, indiscriminately slaughtering all enemies in sight.

This is Mandela.

Mandela is a chilling being, whose true form exists in another independent dimension, able to freely traverse the web, reality, and the subspace. They are as black as night yet have snow-white hair, their faces are a blurry shadow, they wear only a few pale patches of skin, carry a large, gleaming saw-bone sword, and their bodies are covered with eerie runes that absorb life force.

Memories of the Bonebreaker flashed through his mind. These memories, which required killing and war to activate, became so clear at this moment that it was as if he would die instantly if he did not recall them.

Blood had already spread.

As the Bonebreaker's faint weight caused the ground to sink slightly, the scalding blood melted the ever-emerging ice crystals, converging into winding streams that flowed along the slight curve, eventually pooling into a bloodbath at the Bonebreaker's feet.

It stood in a pool of blood, its black metal boots stained dark red.

"Back off!"

Finally, a death warning from ahead, much like those canned goods, and even more direct, caused the muscles that had just relaxed for a few seconds to tense up again.

It seemed that the appearance of the Bone Crusher had drawn their attention to this pristine land left behind amidst endless slaughter.

The gazes of countless hunters converged on the body of the Bonebreaker, while the tangled rivers slowly spread out, threatening to engulf this pristine land.

The survivors who had strayed into the area cried out and rushed over recklessly, unwilling to face hell again, even when confronted with this group of formidable green-skinned creatures.

"Get back!"

Da Da Da~
Beast Kimmed fired the supergravity bomb he had just cobbled together from scrap materials at a point about ten kilometers in front of the Bone Crusher.

The sudden surge of gravity slammed enemies within a radius of several kilometers onto the battlefield, crushing them into dust, creating a splash in the colorful river.

The Mandelas were blown to pieces and forced to return to their dark dimension, while the demons were banished back to the warp due to the severe damage they sustained.

A strange vacuum zone appeared in the passage.

"Wa has become stronger!"

Beast Kimmed loudly reported his discovery: "I think there's something wrong with the mesh of this net. Shouldn't there only be bean sprouts in here?"

"How would I know?"

The Bonebreaker shook its power claws, dropping the head of an Etherhound. It raised its head, its bloodthirsty little eyes piercing through the mountain of corpses, looking at the enemies that were continuously rushing towards the vacuum zone, some excited, some in a dilemma, and some trembling, but had no choice but to be swept along by the tide.

Their frantic cries shattered the last vestiges of tranquility in this pristine land, revealing to the Bonebreaker everything that lay ahead. Whoosh~
A swirling wave of blood and tissue fluid of various colors washed over the boots of the bone-crusher.

The Bonebreaker looked in the direction from which the blood had flowed, towards the rivers.

That's not a forking river, but a pulsating blood vessel.

Those are demons, residents of the net, countless lives locked in fierce battles, festering sores formed on this path over millions of years, like indelible sores etched into the very bones.

The Bonebreaker then looked at what they considered the sky, at the Milky Way covered with stars of various colors.

Those weren't stars; they were the walls of a network riddled with holes.

They eventually converged in the distance, forming a shape most familiar to the Bonebreaker.

The eternal war.

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"Boss."

The mad doctor, Gorznick, asked, "What should we do next?"

The Bonebreaker looked at the smartest member of the herd, the Clever Leader.

“We have a lot of waste under our feet, so we can quickly build a landfill.”

Beast Kimmed first picked a snail from the ground and chewed on it, then pointed to the patch of land behind the Bonebreaker that was soaked in blood and tissue fluid and said, "That land is not bad, it has strength, I think it will soon be able to grow a lot of kids who can use big guns."

All the leaders looked over.

The farting spirit couldn't wait to show off and quickly ran towards the land where the Bonebreaker had once trod.

As soon as a creature arrived on the land, it began to writhe in the eyes of the gang leaders, sprouting twisted fleshy buds. Pairs of eyes locked onto the tiny prey, swallowing the fart spirit that was about to advance and sow its seeds.

The surrounding scoundrels were terrified and scrambled back.

Yes, she definitely has strength!
"We don't need to stay here for too long."

Then Beast Kimid pointed to the gate to the net passage behind him and spoke the thoughts of countless vengeful leaders.

"If all else fails, I think we can run away once we develop. I don't believe that the shrimp can keep guarding this net with a bunch of shrimp and canned food forever!"

thump—

It was as if it were responding to the beast Kimedes.

The entrance to the network tunnel flickered for a moment, then went out with a tremor, turning into a black spot on the network tunnel wall.

"."

The beasts fell silent.

Oh no, we've been set up.

"Pretend I didn't say anything."

Beast Kimmed scratched his head, secretly wondering if he could fix the thing.

All the leaders looked at the Bonebreaker again.

They were beaten to a pulp by the canned goods and now they have a small plot of land to start with.

They have to survive surrounded by countless demons, dark spirits, and all sorts of online monsters before they can even think about seeking revenge on the canned goods.

"Then get moving!"

The Bonebreaker didn't intend to dwell on this trivial matter; he planned to fight these gods and ghosts first.

At this moment, the Bonebreaker was cursing countless times in his heart those canned goods who liked to fight asymmetric wars.

It knew that this gateway to the internet wouldn't be so easy to enter!

"Wa!!!!"

With a stomp that crushed the skull of an Ugul, the Bonebreaker roared furiously ahead.

In this world that is infinitely close to the subspace, its roar reverberated through the air, finally breaking free from the star god who had established a law without gods or demons for the world, evoking countless excited responses.

“waaaagh!!!”

It led its leaders forward, crushing those who tried to bully them, officially announcing that the Greenskins had also joined the fray.

They removed Medusa from the driven corpse and crushed her underfoot.

They felled the complex inhabitants of those net tunnels, leaving behind all sorts of skeletons, which the farts collected in the few remaining soil areas to provide nourishment for the lads.

They crushed the Khorne demons, kicked the Slaanesh demons away, plunged their scorching weapons into the brains of the Nurgle demons, and then burned the Tzeentch demons to death with pus formed from snot.

There were no prayers to the gods, only unwavering passion.

Faced with war, the Greenskins once again embraced this surging river with a positive, indomitable spirit.

And at an even higher place, beyond the reach of the Bonebreakers.

"Perfect, greens are born to do this!"

The shimmering, twisted light, regarded as demonic by countless demons, nodded.

At this moment, he was holding up the ancient relics of the ancient saints, and had arrived at the seam between this network and the warp, intending to tear this piece of hell from the vast and endless network.

　P.S.: Sorry, I didn't update yesterday.

　　I've been so busy lately. I finished updating yesterday morning and then collapsed, sleeping until noon this morning, almost 24 hours. And I didn't even ask for leave yet, so I had to catch up this afternoon when I went to work. Waaah, I'm so sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)