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

The island nation sank completely.

The sea area where the East Capital Iron Tower once stood is now just an endless expanse of deep blue.

This oppressive silence didn't last long. With the first ear-piercing scream, a global media tsunami erupted.

China, the Giant Hero aircraft carrier.

Qi Lin stared at the screen.

The bamboo chopsticks slipped from his hand and hit the corner of the table with a crisp sound.

On the screen, the map of that neighboring country had completely disappeared. In its place was a vast expanse of empty blue on the satellite cloud image.

The host was pale, and his hand holding the microphone was trembling uncontrollably.

"According to the latest data, the island has been completely physically erased."

Qi Lin turned her head and looked at Liu Chuang beside her.

"Did he really do this?"

Liu Chuang was chugging beer from the bottle when he heard this, and the spicy beer made him cough violently.

He wiped his mouth haphazardly, his voice hoarse.

"Wow, this guy... he's amazing. He really flattened it? Not even a scrap left."

China's online social platforms were completely paralyzed at this point.

Nobody brought up humanitarianism, and nobody pretended to be a saint.

Upon learning that the land had long been a den of demons and that no human survivors remained, Lu Xiao's actions were instantly elevated to godlike status.

"Awesome! Physical salvation, that's a true miracle!"

"From then on, the Earth had one less patch of skin, and the air even tasted sweeter."

"I was worried those monsters would swim over, but now that's settled, Boss Lu Xiao even bulldozed the foundation! Let's see where they can expand now!"

"I suggest awarding them the Earth Ambassador Award directly. They cleaned it up so thoroughly, not a single cell was left."

Compared to the jubilation of ordinary netizens, the global "Hammer" community is on the verge of collective mental collapse.

Previous battle videos could be attributed to special effects, but this time, the image of Lu Xiao wearing that heavy Indomitable Terminator armor, carrying a Cyclone missile on his shoulder and a power axe in his hand, walking through a nuclear explosion and sea of ​​fire, completely shattered the logic of tens of millions of fans.

Due to the overwhelming influx of users, servers on major Warhammer forums, Baidu Tieba, and Reddit crashed within ten minutes.

A bold, pinned red post stood out starkly: "The sky has fallen! The Emperor has appeared again!"

The comment section is refreshing like crazy every second.

"By the Emperor! Look at the metallic texture of that armor, and the sound of the servo motors turning—this isn't special effects, it's the real deal!"

"That's the original casting model, right? Judging by its size, it's definitely something that old oil geezer Caul made!"

"I've actually seen a living Space Marine in my lifetime? From this day forward, I will only believe in the Emperor! Loyalty!"

"Wait... brothers, if the Space Marines are real, does that mean warp also exists? Are the Four Chaos Gods watching us?"

The moment this question was raised, the previously bustling forum fell silent.

Immediately afterwards, a huge panic spread like a plague.

"Holy crap! Warp! The Four Chaos Gods!"

"I don't want to become a Chaos Egg! Help!"

"I still have a figurine of Succubus at home. Is it too late to burn it? Will the bigwigs from the Inquisition come through the internet and execute me?"

Those Chaos players who usually shout "blood sacrifice to the Blood God" suddenly had their survival instincts kick in.

A user with the ID "Khorne God's Choice" started a live stream.

"Brothers, I understand now. Chaos is all illusion! Only the Emperor is humanity's sole savior!"

He picked up a hammer in public and smashed all the chaos models in his house to dust.

"For the Emperor! Loyalty! Loyalty! Loyalty!"

The comments below were densely packed.

"You're wise, OP! I'm switching sides to the Empire too, I'm going to order the painting tools right now!"

"With your meager psionic potential, even the Four Gods wouldn't consider you worth a second glance. But to avoid being targeted by the Blue Canned Goods, I have to shout: Long live the Emperor!"

"Judging by the blue color scheme, it must be an Ultra Warrior! A descendant of Grandpa Blue!"

In no time, the Empire faction items in model shops around the world were sold out.

Those chaos models were sold off in large quantities at low prices, and some people even livestreamed themselves burning Nurgle Spirits in the street to prove their innocence.

……

Nottingham, Great Britain.

This is the holy land for Hammerheads worldwide, the headquarters of GW Corporation.

A light drizzle was falling from the sky.

The headquarters building was shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere today, and employees looked flustered as they went in and out.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the glass doors of GW headquarters shattered into countless fragments.

The receptionist screamed and crouched down.

She saw a blue steel giant, nearly three meters tall, slowly retracting its metal combat boots.

Rainwater fell on the Terminator armor, instantly evaporating from the golden light on its surface, creating wisps of white mist.

Lu Xiao did not return to Giant Hero City.

Since he was now radiating golden light, he felt it necessary to make a trip to this "source of all evil" and have a chat with these guys who were messing around with the settings.

"My God..."

The security guard trembled as he raised his stun gun.

But in front of that behemoth, the stun gun shrank to the size of a toothpick.

Lu Xiao looked down, the red visor of his helmet gleaming with a cold light.

"Get out of the way."

The deep, authoritative electronic voice echoed repeatedly in the hall.

The security guard's eyes rolled back, and he collapsed to the ground.

Lu Xiao took large strides, and with each step, the marble floor cracked and showed dense patterns.

He ignored the screaming and fleeing employees and headed straight for the elevator.

"Click."

He glanced at the narrow elevator door.

"Too small."

Lu Xiao turned around and crashed directly into the load-bearing wall next to him.

"Boom!"

The wall was shattered by the impact.

Lu Xiao pushed forward in this way, carving out a straight passageway inside the building leading to the top-floor office.

……

Inside the top-floor office.

The CEO of GW was huddled under the solid wood desk, clutching the crucifix tightly in his hand, praying incessantly.

The vibrations grew closer, each one feeling like a blow to his heart.

"Bang!"

The valuable mahogany door, frame and all, flew in and embedded itself deeply into the opposite wall.

Amidst the swirling dust, the giant, gleaming with golden light, entered.

Lu Xiao looked around and his gaze settled on the half of a buttock sticking out from under the table.

"come out."

He walked to the sofa and just as he tried to sit down, the leather sofa let out a scream and was crushed into a pancake.

Lu Xiao stood up, kicked aside the coffee table blocking her way, and sat cross-legged on the floor.

Even so, he was still a head taller than the desk.

The boss crawled out shakily, his face pale, with a noticeable wet stain on his crotch.

"M-Sir, please don't kill me, I'm just a model seller..."

I won't kill you.

Lu Xiao removed her helmet.

With a hiss of air pressure being released, he revealed his young, cold face, the golden light behind his head illuminating the office as if it were daytime.

He took a comic book out of the system space and threw it on the ground.

"Come, sit down."

The boss dared not refuse and knelt down in front of Lu Xiao with a thud, shrinking his neck.

Lu Xiao flipped open the comic and pointed to one of the pages.

On screen, a Space Marine is stabbed through the metal by a piece of Orcish trash can.

"Explain it."

Lu Xiao's fingers thumped on the paper, tearing a hole in it.

"What is this?"

"This...this is the orc boy..."

"I know it's green!"

Lu Xiao's voice suddenly rose, causing the chandelier to sway wildly.

"My question is, why would a Space Marine wearing terracotta power armor and modified be stabbed to death by this green-skinned guy wielding a tattered knife?"

Lu Xiao patted the thick armor on his body.

"Look at this thickness! Tell me, what's that green-skinned guy carrying? A phase sword? A necromancer artifact?"

"That's just a sharpened piece of scrap metal!"

Lu Xiao threw the comic book at the boss's face.

"Do you guys think Space Marines are made of paper? You're just using us as cannon fodder to sell new models?"

The boss was in tears, his face contorted with grief.

"That's necessary for the plot... to show the cruelty of war..."

"Cruel my ass!"

"This is called brainwashing, this is called feeding logic to dogs!"

As Lu Xiao spoke, she grew increasingly angry, and the golden light around her intensified, causing the temperature in the office to rise rapidly.

"And what the heck is this golden toilet?"

Lu Xiao pointed to the Dry Corpse Emperor in the setting book.

"A psionic old man? He eats a thousand psionics every day to prolong his life?"

"What do you take the Lord of Humanity for? A flesh-eating zombie?"

The boss completely lost control of his bladder.

Lu Xiao waved his hand, and a huge bomb gun appeared out of thin air, its dark muzzle pressed against the boss's forehead.

"I am standing right in front of you now."

"Tell me, is this fiction?"

The cold, metallic touch completely broke the boss.

"No! It's true! It's all true!"

"The Emperor is a true god! You are an angel! I was wrong, I will correct myself immediately!"

Lu Xiao put away the bomb gun.

"Bring over your editor-in-chief and all those who write the backstory."

"Immediately, right now."

"You have ten minutes."

……

Five minutes later, a dozen senior editors stood trembling in the office.

Normally, they would kill off several star systems in their books, but now, faced with the living Astartes, they realized how outrageous their own settings were.

"Is everyone here?"

Lu Xiao opened his eyes, his gaze as sharp as a knife.

"Everyone's here..."

Lu Xiao slammed the explosive gun heavily on the table.

"I don't like the stories you write."

"It's too dark, too hopeless, and the logic just doesn't make sense."

"Human survival is already difficult enough, and you still have to feed us shit in the setting."

He pointed to the editor-in-chief.

"You, take out your notebook. I'll say it, you write it down."

The editor-in-chief frantically pulled out his notebook, staring at Lu Xiao with trembling eyes.

"First, Horus."

Lu Xiao raised a finger, her tone resolute.

"Change it. Horus has never betrayed us."

"He was the Emperor's most loyal son. During the Great Crusade, he always charged to the front lines to protect the human race."

"He was the first loyal Primarch to fall in battle! A martyr for humanity, an eternal hero!"

The editors stared wide-eyed.

This is going to uproot the foundation of the Horus Rebellion.

"My lord... if Horus didn't betray us, then what is the background of the eternal war...?"

"Snap!"

Lu Xiao pulled the bolt with a blank expression.

Did I ask you to ask questions?

The editor immediately fell silent and nodded frantically.

"Understood! Horus is a loyal subject! Anyone who dares to say he has betrayed us is a heretic!"

Lu Xiao nodded in satisfaction.

"Second, the Great Expedition."

"What pyrrhic victory? What shrinking territory?"

"Change it to 'a resounding victory'!"

Lu Xiao waved his arms.

"The Empire of Man, under the Emperor's leadership, swept across the galaxy! They drove the Orks and the Necromancers to the edge of the universe!"

"Humans are the sole masters of the Milky Way!"

The editors were writing notes while shedding tears. After this plot change, Warhammer 40 became "The Invincible Road of the Human Empire".

"third."

Lu Xiao looked at the concept art book depicting the Golden Throne with a look of disgust.

"Delete this toilet; it looks unlucky."

"The emperor never sat on the toilet, nor was he ever injured."

Lu Xiao stood up and assumed a wrestling stance in the office.

"In that final battle, the Emperor charged into the warp alone."

"He had Khorne's neck in his left hand and Tzeentch's head pressed down with his right."

He leaped up and delivered a standard elbow strike that slammed heavily onto the floor.

"boom!"

The entire floor shook violently, and dust fell from the ceiling.

"One 'People's Elbow' was enough to kill that scoundrel!"

"With a backhand over-the-shoulder throw, he reduced Slaanesh to dust!"

"The Four Chaos Gods were utterly killed by the Emperor, without even a chance to be resurrected!"

"The subspace has been completely purified, becoming a backyard paradise for human tourism!"

The office fell into a deathly silence.

Emperor... elbow strike... Four Gods?

The scene was so shocking that they couldn't even imagine it.

"What? You think it's unreasonable?"

"That makes sense! Absolutely makes sense!"

The editor-in-chief shouted at the top of his lungs.

"This is the true emperor! All the previous settings were heresy!"

Lu Xiao sat back down on the ground.

"That's more like it. Life is hard enough as it is, and you guys have to torture me just to read a novel? Are you all psychopaths?"

He patted the boss on the shoulder.

"I want to see the new art book released within a month."

"Also, add a character to the book named Lu Xiao."

"His identity is that of the Emperor's personally selected champion, specializing in the physical exorcism of all heretics."

"As for the power level... one punch to destroy a planet. Not unreasonable, right?"

The boss nodded vigorously.

"Not at all! It's far too conservative!"

Lu Xiao fastened his helmet again, the golden armor gleaming.

"Remember, I'll be keeping an eye on you."

"If I find out again that you've portrayed the Space Marines as such cowards, and if you dare to make the Emperor sit on the toilet again..."

Lu Xiao pointed out the window.

"I'll come back and give each of you a Whirlwind missile."

The thrusters behind it roared to life, spewing out tongues of blue flame.

"boom!"

He crashed through the French windows and transformed into a golden meteor that shot into the sky.

The room was left with a room full of GW executives slumped on the floor.

After a long while, the editor-in-chief picked up his pen, looked at the line "Emperor elbows the four gods of chaos" on the notebook, and fell into deep thought.

"Boss, if we print this out, will anyone actually look at it?"

The boss got up from the ground, watching the departing figure with a look of awe.

"Look! You have to see it!"

"From this day forward, this is official history! The only truth!"

"Quickly, tell the factory to burn all the old books! We need to print new ones!"

The boss shouted at the top of his lungs:

"The book will be called—Warhammer 40: The Emperor's Perfect Elbow!"