The player is playing like a god, and has already advanced to Space Marine level at the start.

(This is a brain storage area. GW has been writing numbers with its feet for a long time, and the protagonist isn't some 40k-level madman. Don't use your brain to watch this.)

Giant City, 2013.

Lu Xiao sat shirtless in front of the computer, sweat streaming down his back. The flickering light from the screen reflected in his pupils. His right index finger rapidly clicked the mouse, his knuckles turning white from the force.

On the screen, Company Commander Titus wields his chainsaw sword, sawing open the chest of the Tyrannical warrior, splattering the screen with fluid.

"die."

Lu Xiao's throat was dry, and she managed to squeeze out a short, abrupt word.

The settlement screen popped up. He released the mouse and slumped back in his chair.

"It's been two and a half years."

Lu Xiao stared at the calendar on the wall. August 2013.

As a time traveler from the 21st century, he was well aware of the significance of this point in time.

Giant City seems peaceful now, but it will soon be targeted by the Gluttons. The "Battle of Tianhe" is already a meat grinder in the shadows, and Lu Xiao is still just an ordinary person who hasn't awakened his super gene.

There is no dark dimension, no system, and no divine body.

In this chaotic universe where gods and demons roam freely, the lives of ordinary people are the least valuable. Even if he knew the plot, knew that Ge Xiaolun would awaken, and knew that angels would come, in the face of absolute power, this information couldn't buy his life.

"Other transmigrators are born with the power of the galaxy, or at the very least, they're second-generation super soldiers..." Lu Xiao stubbed out his cigarette and tapped his fingers on the table. "But I can only indulge in this fantasy in games."

He was not reconciled.

The oppressive feeling of knowing that death was imminent but being unable to resist made him feel a tightness in his chest.

He gripped the mouse again, intending to close Space Marine 2.

Just then, the computer malfunctioned.

The screen froze, and a piercing electrical hum came from the speakers. The image in the center of the screen began to distort, the game UI disappeared completely, and finally, everything went black.

Lu Xiao frowned and reached for the restart button on the computer case.

Before the fingertip even touched the button, a line of golden Gothic text popped up in the center of the screen.

The Emperor is watching you.

Lu Xiao's hand froze.

This is definitely not a game cutscene. The text exudes a heavy pressure, making one feel uneasy.

Immediately afterwards, a second line of text appeared, in an even larger font size.

Humanity needs a sharp sword.

Are you willing to undergo transformation and become the Emperor's Death Angel?

There are only two options at the bottom of the screen.

Yes/Yes

There was no choice; this was mandatory conscription.

Lu Xiao's heart pounded, and blood rushed to his head. As a veteran Warhammer player, he knew all too well what this meant.

Astartes, Space Marines.

That wasn't ordinary enhancement; it was a killing machine created for war, the limit that mortals could reach.

"Has the cheat code finally arrived?"

Lu Xiao stared intently at the two identical options, her anxiety replaced by a kind of fanaticism.

In this world on the verge of war, only the explosive gun in your hand is the only truth.

Since there's no way out, then kill.

"I do."

Lu Xiao let out a low growl and pressed the left mouse button heavily.

"Click".

The mouse microswitch makes a crisp sound.

The original casting and refining process has been initiated.

The next second, before Lu Xiao could react, an excruciating pain exploded throughout his body.

"Hmm!"

He groaned and fell off the chair to the ground.

This isn't special effects; it's real physical modification.

Lu Xiao curled up on the floor, his muscles spasming uncontrollably. He could feel his bones growing and thickening wildly. It felt like someone was stabbing into his bone marrow with a steel knife, removing the old bone and replacing it with reinforced, ceramic-like plates.

"Click...click..."

The bones popped and cracked repeatedly, sounding particularly jarring in the quiet room.

His chest heaved violently, and next to his original heart, a new organ was taking shape—a second heart.

Boom!Boom!

Two hearts beat simultaneously, the sound like drumming, sending enhanced blood rushing throughout the body.

My lungs were burning; that was from multiple lung implantation. The ribs started to move inward, eventually fusing into a single, hard sternum.

"Aaaaaah!"

Lu Xiao gritted his teeth, biting his lips until they bled. He didn't faint, clinging to life with sheer willpower, feeling every nerve being torn apart and reassembled.

His vision blurred, and the furniture in the room appeared smaller and smaller to him.

This is not an illusion.

His body was swelling.

With the tendon coil implanted, the muscle fibers become as thick as steel cables, stretching the skin.

1.8 meters, 2 meters, 2.5 meters, up to 2.8 meters (unarmored, 3 meters after armor).

His vest and shorts were long since tattered rags, hanging precariously from his bulging muscles. The floor tiles, unable to bear the weight, cracked and splintered.

The renovation only stopped when their heads were almost hitting the ceiling.

Lu Xiao lay on the ground, panting heavily, his breath turning into white mist in the air.

[Renovation complete.]

[Current Template: Original Astartes (Ultraman)]

[Physical condition: Perfect.]

The mechanical voice in my head started again, cold and detached.

Lu Xiao supported herself on the ground and slowly stood up.

This movement stirred up a stuffy draft in the room.

He looked down at his hands. They were massive, calloused hands with bronze skin, beneath which lay a strength capable of tearing apart tanks.

He tried to clench his fist.

"Bang!"

The air in his palm was crushed and exploded with a loud bang.

Lu Xiao looked up at herself in the mirror.

The mirror was too small; it only reflected his chest. He took a few steps back and bent down.

The man in the mirror was nearly 2.8 meters tall, like an iron tower. His facial features were hardened as if carved by a knife, and his eyes were frighteningly cold. It was the murderous aura inherent in his genetic seed, etched into his instincts.

"This is the power of a super soldier."

Lu Xiao clenched his fists, feeling the beating of the two hearts within him. He was certain that he could crush that mortal man from before with a flick of his wrist.

[Host detected to be in a non-combat environment; Mimicry protocol ready.]

[Switch to human form?]

A system notification popped up.

Lu Xiao took a deep breath to calm herself. In this cramped rented room, someone two meters and eight inches tall really couldn't move around much.

"Switch".

The thought just popped into my head.

The power within his body instantly subsided. His bones contracted, and his muscles tightened. In just a few seconds, the two-and-a-half-meter giant vanished, replaced by a young man who was one and a half meters tall and had a well-proportioned physique.

Although he looks like an ordinary person, Lu Xiao knows that the power is just compressed under his skin.

"very good."

Lu Xiao twisted her neck, and her joints cracked.

With a slight thought, a golden light screen unfolded before his eyes.

The interface is very hardcore, with a completely metallic style.

Armory, Supply Station, Work Table.

Lu Xiao stared at the [Arsenal] and clicked on it directly.

With a whoosh.

Various equipment icons filled the field of vision.

Mark X power armor, bomb gun, chainsaw sword, power sword, power axe, molten bomb, etc.

All of them are painted in dark blue. This is the symbol of the Ultramarines, the offspring of Guilliman.

"Although it's a blank start, this equipment setup is enough to protect myself in the Super God Universe."

Lu Xiao's gaze lingered on the first column.

【Mark X Power Armor (Ultraman Paint Job)】

[Condition: In good condition]

【Features: All-environment adaptability, ceramic composite armor, neural interface connection】

"Come out, buddy."

Lu Xiao said in a low voice.

"Reveal."

hum!

The air vibrated slightly.

In the middle of the living room, a set of jet-black lining appears first, followed by a heavy blue armor plate.

Boom!

The steel combat boots slammed onto the floor, causing the entire building to tremble.

It was a three-meter-tall steel giant.

The deep blue terracotta armor gleamed coldly, and the golden double-headed eagle insignia on the chest was striking. On the shoulder armor, the white "U"-shaped markings were neatly arranged.

The room was filled with the smell of engine oil and ozone.

Lu Xiao walked over and touched the cold surface of the armor.

"Snap, hiss"

The interface on the back of the power armor popped open automatically, revealing the neural probes inside.

Without hesitation, Lu Xiao removed his disguise, his body swelled to 2.8 meters tall, and stepped into the armored vehicle.

It's not bulky at all.

As the neural probe pierced the subcutaneous interface, Lu Xiao felt as if the heavy armor had become a part of his body.

Click, click.

The armor plates were locked in place without any gaps.

The helmet fell off, and a tactical UI appeared in my field of vision.

[System self-check complete.]

[Core power output: 100%]

[Servo-muscle response: Normal.]

[Bird divination array: Online.]

Lu Xiao clenched his fist, and the servo motor emitted a slight hum.

He felt he could punch right through the building.

"arms."

A thought flashed through Lu Xiao's mind.

With a slight thud, a large-caliber explosive gun appeared in his hand. It had a black barrel, gold embossing, and a substantial weight.

With a loose grip in his left hand, the chainsaw sword materialized.

"hold head high!"

Press the start button, and the monomolecular saw teeth spin wildly, the engine's roar shaking the windows.

Lu Xiao looked at the setup through the helmet visor and smiled.

It doesn't matter if you're a glutton or a demon.

It's the same whether it's a bomb or a chainsaw.

He sheathed his weapons, and his power armor transformed into a streak of light as it was stored in the system space.

Lu Xiao reverted to his mortal form and stood barefoot in the messy living room.

The system's last words echoed in my mind:

Enjoy the game!

After that, the system went completely silent.

No tasks, no warnings, and no nonsense.

This is just an auxiliary tool.

He walked to the window and opened it.

Then Lu Xiao took out her phone and looked at it.