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

This results in the styles of each world being similar.

It looks lifeless and dull.

Qin Yun intends to change his thinking, break the original constraints from all aspects, and liberate people's minds and souls.

The construction of the hive city is one of them.

This kind of thinking and style cannot be provided by local designers.

Their thoughts have been imprisoned for too long, so they can only make modifications under the original buildings and cannot completely break them down and rebuild them.

Players, however, are not bound by any constraints and their thoughts run wild.

Let them do the design, and they won’t be bound by old ideas.

Qin Yun made some simple requests to the players who participated in the design.

For example, it should be full of science fiction and reflect the indomitable spirit and beauty of life.

At the same time, it is best to take into account industrial production, daily life, etc.

The players were very helpful and quickly came up with the relevant design drawings.

After the plan was determined, reconstruction work began quickly.

Rows of landing cargo ships dropped from the sky, bringing workers and machinery.

Swarms of chanters fly over the bare land, singing hymns,

The state priests riding on the suspended altars passed by and called out, blessing the land with purification.

The huge crushing roar rolled over the ruins, demolishing all the dilapidated buildings.

The giant machine behind it swallowed up all the shattered debris, and with a rumbling sound, reduced them to cement and steel.

The reconstruction was carried out at a rapid pace, with magnificent buildings rising from the ground one after another.

The same grandeur and magnificence, but it swept away the dullness and depression of the past.

There are green plants and parks between different areas as embellishments, showing different styles.

Qin Yun worked hard to make the cesspool of the empire less terrible.

Starting from some details, slowly changing the empire.

Jujiro also participated in the reconstruction,

His mission is to lead the team to suppress gang activities, crack down on gangs and evil, and strike hard against heretics.

After another action,

Gangs that controlled several city blocks were uprooted, and more than 50 gang members were killed.

"You will be cursed by the gods."

The gang leader looked at Jujiro with gritted teeth and cursed him viciously.

His family, gang, and territory disappeared overnight.

All this is thanks to the man in front of me.

"You still dare to scold me? Teach him a lesson."

Jujiro waved his hand and several soldiers rushed forward, punching and kicking the gang leader.

He kept beating the other person until he begged for mercy.

"I still like your unruly look."

Jujiro patted the idiot's face before having him dragged away.

"Another mission completed. Let's see what the next mission is?"

Jujiro opened the database to see what the next task was.

Suddenly, a voice sounded in his ears.

"You have such an outstanding talent, how can you waste it here?"

Jujiro was startled and after looking around, he locked onto a man dressed as a businessman.

The other person's smile towards him was inexplicably creepy.

"Who are you?" Jujiro stared at the other person and asked in his heart.

"Azak Ahriman, your blood brother."

That voice sounded again, causing Jujiro's eyes to widen!!

What? ?

The second smartest of the Thousand Sons Legion?

PS：抱歉，

Starting from today, no matter how much I write, I will update it at 5 pm.

Please supervise it. If you exceed it once, I will add an extra chapter for you. Otherwise, you always procrastinate.

Chapter 118: Ahriman's Wrath

When you first log into the game,

Jujiro always likes to shout about punching Ahriman and kicking Magnus, becoming the strongest psyker in the galaxy.

But despite his boasting, Jujiro still has a clear understanding of his own strength.

Even if ten of him were tied together, they would still be no match for Ahriman.

So when Ahriman appeared, his first reaction was fear, and he quickly called his teammates on the player area channel, preparing for a righteous group fight.

Azek Ahriman was born in the Middle East region of Terra during the Unification Wars and was a descendant of the powerful nobles of the Achaemenid Empire at that time.

Fearing the Emperor's power, the Achaemenid king wisely chose to ally with the Emperor.

When Ahriman grew up, he happened to catch up with the Great Crusade and signed up for the army with his twin brother Ormazd.

He happened to be selected into the 15th Legion - the Thousand Sons, and became a Space Marine.

With his personal charm, Ormazd was quickly promoted to a respected company commander.

Unfortunately, he passed away not long after due to the genetic instability of the Thousand Sons Legion.

This incident traumatized Ahriman greatly and made him vow to find a way to rid the Thousand Sons of their mutations.

Since then, Ahriman worked hard to become the First Captain of the Thousand Sons Legion and the chief think tank of the Black Crow School.

After the failed Siege of Terra, Ahriman and the other traitors fled from the Imperium and hid in the Eye of Terror.

In the Eye of Terror, he studied the subspace knowledge more diligently.

Not only did he study the scarlet letter spell to help the legion escape the fate of mutation, he also tried to become a god. It can be said that he is very ambitious.

"Traitor." Jujiro pointed his scepter at the other man. "How dare you appear before me?"

"You have been deceived too deeply by the Corpse King, my brother." The voice was very calm. "Join us, and you will see the truth."

"I never waste my breath on heretics." Jujiro raised his scepter, pointed it at the merchant in the distance, and ordered the soldiers beside him, "Capture him."

The accompanying squad of soldiers pointed their guns at the businessman without any hesitation.

"It was a very stupid decision."

The businessman stretched out his hand, and the space twisted, revealing a crack emitting a paradoxical light.

Several Thousand Sons wizards and Rubric Warriors walked out of the rift.

They wear power armor with a red base and silver trim, and carry psionic staffs or bolters.

Open fire!

The captain of the action team gave the order decisively.

The soldiers pulled the trigger, and the Gauss rifles and shoulder-mounted machine guns in their hands fired at the same time.

Dense bullets flew towards the enemy like raindrops, forming a deadly barrage.

However, as a surge of psychic power spread, the bullet stopped in mid-air.

boom! boom! boom!

The red soldier with the bolter opened fire.

The explosive shells roared, tearing through the soldiers' armor and shredding their fragile flesh.

Those wizards also cast psychic spells, releasing thunder, lightning or summoning demons.

A pack of hounds emitting black smoke and flowing magma emerged from the warp into the world, tearing at the ignorant mortals.

Violent flames and lightning appeared out of nowhere, blowing away or burning the soldiers wearing exoskeletons to ashes.

It was a massacre, and ordinary soldiers were powerless to fight against these bastard traitors.

"Damn it!"

Jujiro cursed under his breath and joined the fight.

As he raised his hand, psychic energy surged, and fragments of subspace flowing with misty light floated around him.

He pointed his hand forward, and crystal-like fragments poured down towards the Thousand Sons Wizard like a violent storm.

Ahriman merely waved his hand,

The incoming warp fragments turned into specks of light and dissipated into the air.

"Protection from the Divine Emperor! Violent Thunder."

Jujiro released another dazzling bolt of lightning, turning the two Warp Hounds into ashes, and then rushed forward waving his psychic staff.

Although he is a psychic, he has been to the arena many times.

A red soldier tried to point his gun at Jujiro.

But he hit the wrist with a scepter, forcing the other party to give up the grenade gun.

Then another elbow hit the opponent's head, making a hollow echo.

The brutal force caused the red-letter warrior to stagger back.

Another Red Letter Warrior who tried to rush forward was hit hard on the helmet by Jujiro's scepter.

The scepter covered with the radiant force field smashed the opponent's helmet into pieces.

At this time, Ahriman took action.

A terrifying psychic shockwave struck, sending Jujiro flying and causing him to fall heavily.

"Remain calm, brother. We are not your enemies, on the contrary, we are your brothers."

The merchant revealed his true face,

It was none other than Ahriman, the great Chaos enemy of the Imperium.

He was wearing power armor that was mainly red with gold and silver accents, and in his hand was a scepter that was surging with psychic light.

Jujiro used his scepter to support himself and stood up. He took a look at the map built into the armor.

Zhan Shuai and others were desperately rushing towards him.

But it will take a few more minutes, so I have to delay.

He looked at Ahriman, "There is nothing to say, you shameless traitor who betrayed the Emperor and harmed your brothers."

Ahriman's face darkened, and anger blazed in his eyes.

The Thousand Sons wizards nearby were also shocked. This guy is really brave, daring to speak to Ahriman like that. Will Ahriman tear him to pieces?

However, Ahriman did not do that.

A Thousand Son who is pure, uncorrupted, unaffected by the backlash of the evil fire, and possesses powerful psychic powers is extremely important to the Thousand Sons Legion, to him, and to the Primarch.

It might be possible to end the Legion's long-standing curse.

He suppressed his anger and spoke calmly.

"Pure as you are, you are the key to saving the Thousand Sons."