Warhammer: I don’t want to become an evil god!!

The voices of Jujiro and others came from the side.

"A new mission has been updated. The guide is recruiting a group of players to go to Sosa to investigate something."

Chapter 93 Emperor's Scythe

The warlord glanced at Jujiro and his companions.

I decided to finish this game first and then see what the mission is.

He turned to look at Evelene and struck his shield a few times with his sword.

"A son of Dorne never shrinks from a challenge."

This sentence made Amarichi and the fearless veteran Thad feel more favorable towards the warmaster.

The Black Templars and the Celestial Knights are both Successor Chapters of the Imperial Fists.

The War Marshal's words clearly touched their hearts.

Evelyne entered the gladiatorial cage,

She was very tall, wearing a ceremonial armor and holding an ordinary longsword.

The war commander's face was solemn. He took a fighting stance and stared at the opponent.

Evelyne's face is very delicate and has an artistic beauty.

His eyes were as deep as a dark pool, as if they could see through the soul.

She was born on the Craftworld of Bel-Tan.

When she was young, she embarked on the path of dancing with the dream of becoming a dancer.

Later, he found that he had great potential in psychic power, so he switched to the way of the prophet and became a war wizard.

Later, she felt that she was capricious and a bit violent and bloodthirsty, so she turned to the way of a warrior and became an avenger.

She worked as a pirate for a while, but due to an accident she ended up in Comoros, the base of the Dark Eldar.

There, she joined a witch cult.

Under the protection of Madam Marles, a capable subordinate of Comoros Overlord Victor,

Become the elite ruler of the Wuling Cult - the Succubus.

Evelyne earned a reputation for herself with her superb martial arts.

Marlas thought she had great potential, so she asked her to fight in gladiatorial combat with the gladiator queen Lylith, as well as captives from many races including the Tyranids, Greenskins, Undead, and Tau.

It was an unprecedented gladiatorial contest.

It attracted countless dark elves to watch.

During the fight, Evelyne made a mistake and was stabbed in the chest by Lalith, and eventually died in the arena.

However, it was this death that earned her the blessing of the Eldar God of Death, and she became the messenger of death.

The Warmaster advanced with his shield, intending to test Evelyne.

The opponent did not attack, but dodged to the side.

The Warmaster turned quickly and pointed his shield at the enemy.

"You are very vigilant." Evelyne walked around the Warmaster.

The Warmaster also adjusted himself to ensure that his shield was always facing the opponent.

Once an opening is revealed, it is very likely that the opponent will kill him instantly.

Evelyne looked relaxed, she was not in a hurry to take action.

"The combination of shield and sword can restrain agile opponents to the greatest extent."

"Your choice is absolutely correct. If you were facing a regular opponent, your chances of winning would be very high."

"The problem is that there are many enemies in this universe who possess unconventional methods."

"For example..."

Suddenly two figures appeared in Evelene.

One left and one right,

At the same time, he swung his sword at the Warmaster.

The Warmaster used his shield to block attacks from the right and his sword to block attacks from the left.

Zheng!

The sword and shield collided, making a clanging sound.

Evelyne on the left dissipated into smoke.

"It's a smart decision, but it's not enough."

On the left, Evelene, who had dissipated into smoke, reappeared.

A whip kick swept towards his knee joint, forcing him to kneel on the ground.

Before the Warmaster could rise, Evelyne's sword was at his throat.

"you lose."

"Your reaction was too slow. The moment you knelt on the ground, you should have rolled over, created some distance, and then counterattacked instead of standing up."

The entire battle lasted only two minutes.

The players watching the game wailed.

I feel sorry for the Warmaster's failure to defeat Evelene.

But it's normal to think about it. Eveleni can make a name for herself in Comoros and she is also the messenger of death.

If they lose to the Warmaster, the Eldar will be truly doomed.

"You did a great job."

Amaleki came over and helped the Warmaster up.

"After a while, you will definitely be able to defeat her."

I remembered that Sad said the Chosen Ones loved rewards, especially relics.

Amarichi decided to give the other party some motivation,

"If you can defeat the Eldar prophet, I promise to let you enter the Black Templars' relic vault to choose a weapon."

The Warmaster's eyes lit up instantly, "Really?"

"Of course, a son of Dorne never breaks his oath." Amalek nodded.

The players who were wailing outside were stunned.

"No, is this guy so lucky?"

"Emperor Europe deserves to die."

"I want one too." The twisted man came up to Amarichi shamelessly.

Amalek looked at the twisted man. "Are you also a son of Dorne?"

"Yes, I am a member of the Death Watch of the Sons of Dorne."

The twisted man's words made the players next to him roll their eyes.

"For a little reward, even the backbone is gone."

"I wonder how heartbroken Mortarion must be to hear you say this!!"

Jujiro condemned the twisted man with a look of contempt.

Amarichi put his hand on the twisted man's shoulder,

"If you must challenge me, you can."

"If you can defeat that Death Messenger fairly, I will also let you enter the Black Templar's relic vault to choose your desired reward."

"Grand Marshal Amalek, hello, I am a Thousand Sons of Dorne. Please take care of me."

Jujiro changed the subject and no longer had the righteous look he had just had.

The players next to him looked down on him, saying that he was arrogant at first but servile later, which was really shameful.

If Magnus and Ahriman knew about this, they would probably be so angry that they would have a brain hemorrhage.

But the next second, they gathered around Amarichi and introduced themselves.

"I am a Luna Wolf, a member of the Sons of Dorne."

"I am a World Eater."

"I am a Word Bearer..."

"I am Alpharius..."

"........."

The arena erupted in noise as players surrounded Amarich, eager to accept the quest.

Amaric couldn't even get away.

In the end, I can only declare,

The first ten chosen ones who defeated Evelyne,

Everyone can enter the Black Temple's Relic Vault and choose their favorite prizes.

For the rest, the Black Templars will issue consolation rewards and medals of honor.

Ending the little episode in the arena,

Warmaster, Jujiro and others discussed the mission just issued by the Guide.

"Are we going to Sosa? There's the Pharos Lighthouse there, and the Guide has Xiling, a technology that can analyze the undead. He should be heading for the Pharos Lighthouse."

Zhuge hit the nail on the head.

Bald Donkey scratched his head. "The guide is not an NPC, so why is he doing the protagonist's work? Shouldn't we be the protagonists?"

"Otherwise, how can a game that claims to be 100% real not include a guide to push forward various plots? The official is afraid that you will say it is bland." said the War Marshal.

"The Warmaster is right. The Warhammer universe spans decades, even centuries. It's unrealistic to make players wait that long."

“The guides are constantly advancing the plot, allowing us to get timely feedback and rewards for our efforts, which increases the playability.”

Jujiro agreed with the Warmaster.

The turtle, a Luna Wolf, asked

"Are you going or not?"

"I'm not going." The Warmaster shook his head. "I need to hone my combat skills. Lucius must hate me to death."

"If he finds the opportunity, he will definitely cut me into a human stick and humiliate me severely. I can't stand it. I have to think of a way to deal with him."

"I'm not going either," Bald Donkey said. "I'm trying to improve the Ultramarines' favorability and see if I can enter their Relic Vault."

"I'll go." Jujiro clenched his fists, his face determined.

"I want to follow the guide and improve my favorability."

"I want him to know that no matter when, as long as he looks back, I will be there."

"Are you using the same skills you use to pick up girls on the guide?" The bald donkey rolled his eyes.

"You don't understand. Licking a woman means you'll end up with nothing. Licking a guide means you'll have everything in the future."

Jujiro chuckled,

"Think about it, when Guilliman returns to Terra, he will definitely hand over power to the Guide."

"When the time comes, the guide will think of me serving him wholeheartedly, working tirelessly, devoting myself to his work until my death, asking for nothing in return, devoting myself wholeheartedly, and taking responsibility."

"Hey! Hey! Do you think this is an idiom recitation class? There should be a limit to self-praise." The turtle interrupted Jujiro.

"How can I prove my excellence without giving you more details? You are just jealous of me. When the time comes and I am entrusted with important tasks by the Guide, don't be jealous."