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

"..."

The players shouted in unison.

The heavy steel gate opened.

Players filed in, their faces beaming with excitement.

The room was empty except for a few Thousand Wizards and a huge, red giant with long hair and a scepter in his hand.

They heard the players coming in and turned around.

Magnus's face was contorted with rage.

I thought it was a sure thing, and I could have my way with that big idiot Guilliman.

As a result, their own flagship was boarded by these unpredictable individuals who had no destiny or foresight.

This is a disgrace, an indescribable disgrace.

The bald monk pointed his battle axe at the massive Magnus, his voice cold and menacing.

"Do you dare to fight me, One-Eyed Oglin?"

The several wizards standing nearby gasped in shock.

Good heavens, is this Khorne's chosen one?

What kind of extraordinary wisdom allowed him to dare to make the decision to challenge a demigod?!

Magnus's gaze was icy, and an indescribable rage burned within his chest.

The bald monk launched a charge, and the other players followed suit.

Suddenly, Magnus unleashed a burst of violent arcane light, instantly knocking them to the ground.

The bald monk, who had fallen to the ground, was dizzy and disoriented. Before he could recover, he was pulled back to Magnus by a force.

He was lifted up and then slammed hard onto the armored knees.

The sound of a spine breaking echoed in the empty throne room.

"grass!!"

This was the only thought in the bald monk's mind.

His spine is broken, and he can't get up.

“You will suffer torment and pain for the rest of your life.” Magnus stared intently at the bald donkey on the ground.

As the other players rushed over, Magnus unleashed a torrent of flames that engulfed them all, turning them to ashes.

Even the impact of the player's self-destruction was completely annihilated by him, turning into nothingness.

In this universe, only one Primarch can defeat one Primarch.

“Magnus, you’re just a one-eyed Oglin,” the bald monk said. “No, you’re even worse off than Oglin.”

Magnus raised his scepter, and the sharp end plunged into the bald donkey's abdomen, piercing through his body.

The bald monk coughed up blood while raising his middle finger.

Is that all the tricks you have?

“Why rush? I have plenty of time to torment you,” Magnus said coldly.

"Not necessarily," the bald monk laughed.

Then, a terrible explosion was heard. The pre-set Cyclone torpedo warheads detonated, and a surging shockwave and flames rushed into the throne room.

"No!" Magnus's expression changed.

Because these guys don't have the Thread of Fate, Magnus can't predict what they've done.

Even if the enemy had pre-planted a bomb, he couldn't detect it using his precognitive abilities.

Magnus erected a psionic shield to block the shockwave and flames from the explosion.

Taking advantage of the enemy's distraction, the bald monk decisively detonated the built-in bomb.

In an instant, a terrifying explosion engulfed everything.

Once everything calmed down, the bodies of the bald monk and his men were all reduced to ashes, leaving only charred fragments of the Terminator.

Magnus attempted to capture the soul of the bald monk, but to no avail.

"The empire has launched a counterattack," said a servant standing nearby.

Magnus looked out of the throne room, where Guilliman's flagship, the Glory of Macragge, was wreaking havoc.

With its overwhelming firepower, it slaughtered the warships of the Thousand Sons Legion.

One by one, warships turned into fireworks in the void, burning brilliantly.

"Damn it!" Magnus roared, attempting to stop Guilliman.

However, his flagship, 'Tizka's Revenge', suffered multiple damages.

The explosion of the Cyclone torpedo destroyed many areas and caused the deaths of many servants.

The power of psionic energy surged, and the warship was automatically repairing its wounds.

But all of this takes time, and it can't do anything until the repairs are complete.

The Imperial loyalist fleet was given a respite.

After severely damaging the Thousand Sons' fleet, Guilliman began to order a retreat.

Once the enemy recovers, they will be in danger again and must leave in time.

"Guilliman!" Magnus roared in fury as he watched the Imperial fleet leave through a warp rift.

The plan, which should have been perfect, fell apart, with more loyalist fleet remaining than anticipated.

"You can't escape, Guilliman, you can't escape."

Magnus roared repeatedly, as if he were about to go mad.

………………

Near Earth orbit in the world of Sintira's Nest City.

The Imperial Glory was docked in an empty berth.

Work ships and supply ships glided past the spire of the superstructure, like worker bees feeding and caring for a bloated queen bee.

Inside the lighthouse control room of the Imperial Strategy Room,

Following the pre-arranged time and method, Qin Yun contacted Scalp, who was lurking in the Ras Forging World.

The quantum engine roared, and the position formed by emotional synesthesia reflected the figure of the scalp. The image was very clear, as if the two were communicating face to face.

Their infiltration team had a very clear mission assignment.

One player went to communicate with the loyalists in the Rath Forging World, informing them that reinforcements were about to arrive and that they should not make unnecessary sacrifices.

The other players scattered to gather intelligence and prepare for sabotage.

"You're saying the rebels are researching something called the Paradox Engine, intending to use it to achieve evolution and ascension?"

Qin Yun looked at the projection on his scalp and asked.

"Yes, Guide, legend has it that this thing is an ancient artifact unearthed by humans during the Dark Ages of technology, and it possesses incredible power."

"It can not only guide ships to navigate in subspace, but also allow people to absorb and control the energy of subspace and achieve sublimation."

Scalp told Qin Yun everything he had gathered.

The most crucial of these is the paradox engine that the rebels are researching.

The rebels believed they could secure victory if they could successfully develop this technology.

"I understand. You did a great job," Qin Yun said. "Continue to infiltrate their ranks and find a way to get inside."

"Besides instigating rebellion, these rebels are also in cahoots with the aliens. We need more detailed intelligence before we can take targeted action."

"Understood, Guide, I will definitely complete your mission," Scalp assured him confidently.

"Good. If we can successfully obtain all the intelligence on the rebels and find out that they are colluding with those aliens, I will personally welcome you back."

Qin Yun's words made Scalp swell and his heart leap with excitement.

"I personally welcomed him and gave him a warm welcome."

Does this mean that as long as one can successfully gather all the enemy's intelligence,

Go back and you'll have a chance to get the "Sky Eagle Medal".

"I am willing to go through fire and water for you, even unto death."

After the scalp in the projection swore an oath again...

Communication was then shut down.

The position was closed, and the surrounding area was plunged into darkness.

Qin Yun had just gotten up and was about to leave when

A golden light curtain appeared out of thin air, giving him a new task.

[Task: Obtain the Paradox Engine]

This is a subspace engine created by a mad scientist using ancient alien technology. Once activated, it grants incredible power, allowing for the sublimation of flesh and soul. Using it to improve Beacon Technology is a good choice.

Rewards: A large amount of Faith Points, Lighthouse 2.0 (Players can remove negative status effects and gradually restore health by approaching the Lighthouse) (Negative status effects can be removed by ordinary people approaching the Lighthouse)

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"Good heavens, are they trying to use the lighthouse as a fountain?!"

Upon seeing the introduction to Lighthouse 2.0, Qin Yun inwardly scoffed.

Despite his complaints, he remained highly motivated.

With a spring, fighting will be so much more fun!

If you can't win, teleport back to town, heal up, and then go out again.

It's a bit like the sneaky tactics of a space necromancer.

If it is destroyed, it will be immediately teleported back to be rebuilt.

After recovering, they returned to the battlefield.

After obtaining detailed intelligence from the scalp and confirming that the player had made contact with the local loyalists, Qin Yun issued the war order.

"Let the blood of our enemies flow into the void, in the name of the Emperor, the world of Rath will be forged and returned to the Empire's hands."

Chapter 127 Is the Living Saint Trying to Rebel?

A colossal steel beast, fully loaded with goods, roared along the railway tracks and arrived at the port's loading and unloading area.

Industrial servitors and workers piloting SCV work armor unloaded supply crates from the train's freight cars.

The supplies were loaded onto waiting trucks, which then transported them to large ships docked in the port.

The train, having unloaded its cargo, departed swiftly, making room for the next fully loaded train.

Large quantities of military supplies were transported from ground and space factories.

In addition to the massive amount of supplies, countless soldiers were also being transported to the port by train.

They were all wearing exoskeletons and carrying drones.

Pierce and Harry were also in the expedition team.

The exoskeletons they wore had the insignia of their respective regiments painted on their shoulders, and a double-headed eagle pattern on their chests.

They were no longer disappointed when they first arrived, but instead filled with anticipation.

To be honest, they had never seen such a rich firepower configuration since they joined the army.

In addition to replacing the equipment with brand new ones

They will also receive support from a large number of tanks, artillery, missile vehicles, and air vehicles, making their firepower configuration luxurious.

"We have to make those idiots pay the price."