Warhammer: Open the door! Human League players!

Chapter 86 Welcome Home, Commander

That shameless weasel gave away his own high-end collectible figurines.

Do I want a figurine? I want to promote you!

As for whether all of this is a coincidence.

Don't make your brother Yun laugh.

Fang Yun recalled everything that had happened since he came to this planet, and it made him laugh in exasperation.

Basically, all the conditions for becoming the second emperor are met. Except for the fact that no one is currently worshipping him, there are clues to everything.

Fortunately, he had said beforehand that he was not a god.

Otherwise, he would meet the requirement of sitting on the toilet.

There are no limits on the number of Imperial Guards or Primarchs, no limits on the combat capabilities of trained support units that are Space Marines, no limits on the Chosen Ones, and no limits on the number of ponies that can be replaced by toilet seats.

This is clearly that bastard looking for a scapegoat.

"Lord Celestine, what did he do to you?"

The most nervous were the Space Marines.

Moreover, Fang Yun's words were extremely rebellious.

"The esteemed person before me has already gained the Emperor's approval."

Fang Yun couldn't hold back any longer and roared, "I'm on the same level as him, do I need his acknowledgment of me?"

"Why do I feel like the commander has lost his composure?"

Fang Yun's gaze swept over, staring at the drooling man.

The drooling child got scared and looked around nervously.

"The weather is so nice."

"The sky is gone, what sky are you talking about!" Tuanquan's mouth twitched wildly.

"Wait, what's that thing?"

They were on the ground, but could see the sky obscured by a huge, black, tentacle-covered warship.

Knowing that the game is collaborating with Warhammer, the name of a race immediately comes to mind for players.

"The tentacles of the Great Devourer, the Zerg fleet!"

"By the way, the thief who escaped from Core City No. 10 means that the original gene stealer ancestor is in the mining city!"

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The Demon King looked at the swarm of insectoids in the sky and muttered in exasperation, "My god, what kind of chaotic mess is this?"

"Even if it's a collaboration, it shouldn't be this terrible, right?"

"Greenskins, Chaos Warband, the Four Little Demons, and now the Zerg?"

"How about you get the Eldar and the Necromancers involved too?"

One member of the group complained, "The key issue is that all these messy villainous forces are trying to take us down!"

"Who designed this plot? Isn't it exhausting to design something like this?"

"Even if we thirty players were exhausted to the point of peeing blood, we still couldn't defeat so many enemies!"

The appearance of the Zerg hive fleet caused an earthquake in the mining city, and a large number of petty thieves from the lower levels emerged from their hiding places.

If the shield cannot be deactivated, the mining city, this massive biomass pool, cannot be used by the Zerg hive.

"For the Four-Armed Divine Emperor! Destroy the Human Alliance! Welcome the day of ascension!"

"Gene thieves!" Bruce's brother also died as a result of the gene thieves' plot.

Bruce left the group and headed straight for the cunning believers who were trying to breach the mine's defenses.

Accompanying the cunning followers was a three- or four-meter-tall man in a black robe.

Bruce recognized his face.

"Commander Garo, is that you?"

"Back then, was it you and Fu Mou who killed my brother?"

Gallo, leader of the No. 10 core city guild.

He was one of the bishops of the Church of the Four-Armed God Emperor. Now, he no longer looked the same as before, only his face, which was almost completely covered by paint, remained.

"They are nothing but lowly commoners who have hindered my plans and blasphemed our Four-Armed God Emperor."

"Bruce, I know you're strong, but you're going to lose."

"The Four-Armed God-Emperor has descended, and I have been blessed. Our Four-Armed Church now has a million believers!"

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Garo tore off his black robe, revealing his mutated body, his skin still smeared with paint.

He had always used oil paint to cover the deep purple skin on his face. With the help of the progenitor, he successfully underwent mutation, becoming a hybrid of mutation and bishop, making him the most unique being.

He stared fervently at the insectoid fleet in the sky, sensing the power within his body.

He swung his battle axe, smashing a crater several meters long into the ground.

"I have gained power greater than yours!"

Aberration Dominates!

"You're doomed!"

Whoosh!

Bruce appeared before Gallo.

Bishop Gallo's pupils, which resembled those of an insect, contracted.

How is that possible!

He is dozens of times stronger than before the mutation.

But now he can't see Bruce's movements clearly.

The Aberration is a melee unit, the Bishop is a psionic unit, and he is a hybrid. Although he is not perfect, he has combat power that surpasses that of a normal Aberration Overlord.

He possesses combat capabilities approaching those of a legendary Space Marine captain.

What Bruce can do, he can do with ease!

He quickly activated his psionic shield.

Bruce's left hand was glowing with psionic energy.

The Destruction Gauntlets, modified by Ana, possess an impact force of 100 tons.

Boom!

With a loud bang, Bishop Gallo was sent flying hundreds of meters away.

Because of the Aberration Overlord's powerful physique, it did not die immediately.

"How...how is this possible?"

"Are you kidding me!"

The third-generation combat armor, one of only two sets currently owned by the Human Alliance, possesses capabilities surpassing those of legendary Space Marine chapter commanders.

Drooling once used this combat armor to repel a legendary chapter commander, Amarrette, and a legendary death squad leader, Carnarvon (second only to the Flesh-Tearer chapter commander).

Dealing with a near-legendary platoon leader level Aberration Overlord is a piece of cake.

When he looked up, Bruce was already standing in front of him.

"You bastard!"

"All Zerg deserve to die!"

"Even if it's your four-armed god-emperor, I'll kill him!"

boom! boom! boom!

Punch after punch, Bruce used the most effective way to vent his anger to smash Gallo into a pulp.

Bruce looked at the cunning followers constantly emerging from the ground, and at the huge red dot at the core, the progenitor of cunning, and his heart was filled with resentment.

"kill!!!"

As the chosen one of the two gods, Celestine looked at Fang Yun with eyes that shone with seven-colored divine light, both fervent and devout.

She knew that she had to follow in the footsteps of the man before her and serve by his side.

"My lord, you...."

Fang Yun ignored Celestine.

"Did you choose this planet for me?"

At this moment, a strong subspace fluctuation occurred.

The fluctuation came from behind the castle.

"Network has been attacked!"

Evelyn's expression changed slightly, and a deafening roar shook the entire mining town.

"Blackstone Technology!"

The warp was torn apart. Evelyn was no stranger to this; it was the power of black technology. Reality began to collapse toward the warp, but the pace of this collapse was halted.

It was only because Fang Yun infused Celestine with his divine light that the mining city was not completely turned into a demon's home.

"He...changed the subspace!" Evelyn was astonished by Fang Yun's bizarre psychic abilities.

Although the rate of collapse slowed, the entire mining town was still attacked by another force.

"Debauched scoundrels, the fallen Phoenix Warband! Third Legion!"

Amarrach knew their identities the moment she saw the Chaos Starfleet joining the battle.

"Black Sanctuary, assemble!"

With the endorsement of a living saint, the Black Sanctuary's target is no longer the Human Alliance. Now, it must first confront the Empire's mortal enemy and begin to concentrate its combat power on dealing with the traitors of the Third Legion.

This is a war to the death!

"Death can't save you, stop struggling, I'll give you the most beautiful death."

Chaos Champion Lucius, leading the Slaanesh Warband, launched a surprise attack on Evereen's Eldar army, which was hiding in the Webpaths.

The violent spatial fluctuations directly drove the Eldar army into the mining city.

One after another, the Death Gods' army devoured the Eldar souls of the clowns, leaving them to suffer extreme torment.

The warp collapsed, and the power of the Slaanesh enveloped the region. The Eldar who were killed were unable to protect their souls.

They could even see their own kind continuing to wail after being killed, which terrified the Eldar warriors.

This sudden battle caused Evelynn to panic for the first time.

At this point, Slaanesh's arrival was like a bolt from the blue.

She wanted to immediately dedicate herself to the battlefield and annihilate the Chaos War Gang.

However, hundreds of Slaanesh warriors had already appeared, followed by a large number of Slaanesh demons, not to mention the Chaos Dreadnoughts and other high-level combat units. Even if she was the Chosen of Death, it wouldn't matter.

"Thousand Faces, it's up to you!!"

Hidden in the shadows, the Eldar swordsman, Everene's second-in-command, her mentor, her bodyguard, the second-in-command of the Death Army, and the pinnacle of swordsmanship, is the best candidate to participate in this battle.

This surprise attack was something Evelyn had never expected.

She cannot leave the armor of fate.

They could only watch helplessly as the Seraphim War Gang reaped the benefits of their fellow Spirit Race members.

"The Four Chaos Vendors, and Slaanesh the Prince of Pleasure!" he drooled as he slowly uttered the name of the invaders.

His gaze fell upon the Sichuan Opera master.

"If I remember correctly, the Sichuan Opera master was framed by Sinister wrath."

"And then you got a Sichuan opera experience?"

"Say that again and I'll chop you up, you drooling!"

That Sichuan opera performance about him has always been a nightmare he can't shake off.

He would feel a chill down his spine from time to time, even when he was offline.

"Damn it, come with me, let's take them down!"

"heresy!"

The Sichuan Opera master, along with his auxiliary troops, headed towards the Slaanesh War Gang.

Slaanesh gave him a complete stress response.

Fang Yun arrived at the control panel at the core of the hall.

He saw Evelyn and Kaur.

Kaulta knew that the Mechanical Sage's body was mostly mechanical.

Evelynne stood out prominently to the side.

"You are... a demi-human?"

Evelyn's figure and her elfin-like pointed ears were striking; she was humanoid, but eerie.

"We are the Adaling race, you should respect us..." Everene said with an arrogant expression.

"The Adaline race?"

"Just a bunch of rats clinging to life, being chased by Slaanesh."

"you!!!"

Everyone was terrified.

Sinister!

Fang Yun actually dared to call him by his name!

Anyone who hears this real name should immediately expose themselves.

"What are you talking about? That most evil god, aren't you afraid of death?"

The word "Salamansi" terrified everyone present, bringing them to tears.

In a different environment, if anyone were to utter those two words, they would be mistaken for becoming a Chaos Egg, or for self-destructing on the spot and being taken away by Slaanesh.

However, the imagined self-destruction and transformation into a chaotic egg did not occur.

"I said yes, but you said no."

"Because you are all incompetent."

One must be on an anti-psychic stance, a stable stance, or possess sufficient rank, or be chosen by the Force. Otherwise, directly calling out Slaanesh's true name will result in having one's soul sucked away, or causing an explosion in the subspace, the creation of a small-scale demonic teleportation, a Chaos Egg... and all sorts of indescribable things.

Even before Fang Yun changed his nature and became a dual-chosen one, he was just a living saint chosen by the Emperor God, Celestine, who could not call him by his name. If Slaanesh's true name were revealed, it would directly annihilate everything she had.

"You should be glad that you're on humanity's side for now."

"Without this premise, the moment you declare that you are not a demi-human, you lose the right to live in the eyes of the Human Federation!"

Evelyn was somewhat angry, but this also provoked a reaction from Celestine.

If Celestine's beauty is saintly beauty, then Evelyn's beauty is otherworldly beauty.

At this moment, Celestine had already drawn the weapon wreathed in holy flames.

The emperor's will is the direction of her military might.

Inside the main hall, two figures faced each other from afar, the air seemingly torn in two by two extreme forms of beauty.

On one side is the living saint, Saint Celestine.

Her gilded armor reflected a devastating golden holy light, her pure gold hair was woven as if by sunlight, and her face was so pure that not a speck of dust could be found. Her beauty was the highest and most sacred beauty imaginable, both compassionate and majestic.

Every inch of it embodies humanity's imagination of angels. Ordinary people who see Celestine will only feel reverence and peace, for it contains the beauty of light, order, and redemption, and is serene, sacred, and inviolable.

It even inherited a small part of Fang Yun's perfect modeling, as well as a small part of Emperor's unique features.

This is an absolutely perfect woman.

On the other side is Evelynn, the messenger of death.

Her skin was pale to the point of being transparent, her figure sculpted like a god's, and her eyes held the slumber of an eternal night and the eerie light of death. Her beauty was extraordinary, possessing the bewitching allure of the spirit race and the chilling edge of death, exquisite to the point of being eerie, and cold enough to suffocate. It was a forbidden, extraordinary, and deadly beauty that made ordinary people instinctively tremble.

Holy light confronts shadows, purity clashes with the supernatural.

One represents the pinnacle of human faith, while the other represents the cutting edge of alien divinity.

No one present dared to utter a sound, knowing only that in that instant, the beauty of the entire galaxy was completely taken over by the two of them.

"The Emperor's will is inviolable!"

After a long silence, the Great Sage Caul broke the deadlock, saying, "Everene, Celestine, calm down."

"The most important task now is to repair the armor."

"We shouldn't be enemies with the Human Federation. The Human Federation is a federation of humans, a federation of humanity, right?"

"Evelenei? The High Priestess of the Eldar?" Fang Yun's gaze fell on Eveleenei's face again.

Do you know me?

"I roughly know of your existence."

Evelynn's image is spreading like wildfire among players.

"I thought Celestine was pretty enough, but I never expected there was someone who could rival her."

"My God, this beauty is simply indescribable!"

"Is this Everene of the Adaline tribe?"

The beauty of these two people is so exquisite that it cannot be captured by a paintbrush; they represent two extremes.

Selestine's status as a living saint represents the highest prestige of the empire.

"Selusiven, I am not the Emperor!"

She has now become one of the two chosen ones; to put it bluntly, she has been given to Fang Yun by the Emperor to be used as a cup.

She simply couldn't go against Fang Yun's will.

But in her eyes, Fang Yun was the second God Emperor.

He will have a great mission: to make humanity great again.

"Is this the Armor of Destiny used to resurrect the Primarch?" Fang Yun's gaze fell on the armor.

The Armor of Destiny contains the power of resurrection, but this power is not of a very high rank; it is more like a cobbled-together piece, bearing many traces of sacred artifacts and alien technology.

"Do you play with building blocks like a little kid?"

"Don't think about things that aren't there."

Fang Yun meant to tell Evelynn to stop having any wicked thoughts.

"Your Eldar's goal is to resurrect Guilliman and relieve the pressure of being hunted by Chaos."

Evelyn's gaze was fixed on Fang Yun.

This is the ultimate goal of the Spirit Clan, although she has her own ideas and wants to find an opportunity to join them.

However, it was impossible for their purpose to be discovered.

The haughty Evelyn finally spoke, asking, "How did you know?"

Evelyn is very proud.

But Fang Yun was even more arrogant.

He is the commander of humanity, the noblest race.

The Eldar are not human in essence. They have reproductive isolation, but they are very similar to humans. In the Human Union's judgment, they belong to the category of demi-humans that are the perfect cups.

Only a subhuman like Fang Yun would be worthy of even glancing at a cup.

If it weren't for Evelynn's important role in the story and her genuine tendency to protect humans, the human slave-hunting team should have been called in to join the fight by now.

If they didn't resemble humans and have an aesthetic appeal that humans would accept, and if they weren't qualified to be made into cups, then the call wouldn't be for slave-catching teams, but for the alien inquisition.

"Anne, Anna," Fang Yun called out to the two sisters, Anna and Anne.

"You guys give it a try."

Resurrect Guilliman.

Fang Yun did not intend to stop it, because Guilliman's resurrection would be more beneficial than harmful to the survival of ordinary people.

When he learned that this was the Warhammer Empire, he knew that this mountain of dung couldn't collapse just yet; Guilliman had to take on it first.

According to the Warhammer storyline, without Guilliman, the Terran Emperor might rise to power.

Because Guilliman's resurrection would lead to the Lionsgate War, and without Guilliman, defeat would be inevitable.

If the emperor fails, chaos will rush into the palace, and the emperor will inevitably rise up. According to the setting, the moment the emperor rises up, all of humanity will be sacrificed to the heavens.

Although he wanted to promote Yu the Emperor, he also needed Yu's personal promotion.

This way, we won't sacrifice all of humanity to the heavens.

"wrong!"

"Damn you, you little weasel, you knew I could do that, didn't you?"

The man knew he couldn't let go of humanity, which made Fang Yun even more eager to beat him up.

Fang Yun, in the end, could not let go of humanity.

He loves the human race.

Although it has consistently exerted strong pressure on all other forces, it has not gone all the way against the human empire.

Aliens are all hybrids.

The human empire is a group of kin who have gone astray.

The aliens need to be completely eradicated.

For our own kind, we only need to eliminate those who betray us.

"They are..."

"I used to be a miner in a mining town, but now I'm an engineer at the People's Federation."

They were wary of, and even somewhat hostile towards, Kaul and Evelynn.

Kaul disobeyed their commander, as did Evelynn.

They even looked down on that hypocritical, aloof Evelynn.

Anna and Anne are completely and utterly devoted to the Armor of Destiny.

"This is armor used for resurrection; the loop is very inefficient."

"And... the power of chaos?"

"You really are a heretic. There are loops here that control target units, and your presence is felt..."

Anna and Anne looked at Evelynn with dangerous eyes, sensing her hidden secrets, and they continuously released psychic energy from their hands.

The Armor of Destiny is largely based on psionic technology.

The Empire's primitive technology meant that resurrection required using psionic energy as a shortcut.

"That's impossible!"

"We purified the chaotic energy, which contains a hidden chaotic psionic circuit. It's a ritual, and the longer it's repaired according to your method, the higher the probability that the target unit will be transformed into a demon."

"It has increased the efficiency of chaos purification by 200%."

In just over ten minutes, the Armor of Destiny was repaired using the energy from the castle's core!

Tens of thousands of years of research were repaired by Anne and Anna in just over ten minutes.

Furthermore, it has been enhanced.

This is like slapping the face of the Great Sage of the Cult of Machines.

Of course, Anna and Annie alone could not accomplish this in just over ten minutes. With the assistance of Commander-level AI, Number Seven, the breakdown, decomposition, and optimization can be done extremely quickly, exponentially accelerating the analysis speed.

"How did you achieve this with your technology?"

My efficiency is already at its highest calculable level.

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Anna Anne, though already a graceful young woman, still has a youthful face that belies her age.

How long did it take for you two, both miners, to become engineers at the Human Resources Federation?

You two just turned eighteen, right? Ten years? Fifteen years?

"How long did it take you to master this technology?"

"It only took us a month to go from miners to engineers at the Human Resources Alliance."

Anna and Anne tilted their pointed chins, their pride and self-satisfaction evident.

"That's impossible!"

"You must have tampered with it."

Who exactly is the Great Sage of the Cult of Machines?

"The Commander once said..."

"To tamper with things..."

"You don't deserve it!"

With the Armor of Fate repaired, Kaul's next goal is to embark on the path of resurrecting Guilliman.

"Is this really guidance?"

The Armor of Destiny has become even stronger.

The question is, how to get there?

The entire planet Galun is in complete chaos.

The Eldar were ambushed, and their fleet is in grave danger.

Cunning, Zerg fleet, Greenskin fleet, Abaddon Starfleet, Human Empire, Eldar, Slaanesh Chaos Starfleet...

Even players get dizzy looking at it.

Countless ordinary people are crying out in despair, and they have no choice but to turn to the People's Federation for help.

The more people he rescues, the higher his reputation and status become, and the greater the prestige he gains.

The more modules that can be activated, the more modules can be unlocked.

The Human Alliance, still the most powerful military force on this battlefield, consists of only 30 players, thousands of Space Marine-level support troops, thousands of logistics troops, and tens of thousands of defense troops that have been incorporated. This is sufficient to maintain the battlefield, but it is somewhat inadequate for deeper rescue operations.

Fang Yun threw the space anchor in his hand into the energy core.

Appear, my human alliance.

A beam of light pierced through space.

"I've finally gotten in touch with you."

Welcome home.

"Commander of the Fourth Calamity Fleet".

"Fang Yun".

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