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

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Congratulations on developing a brand new gameplay feature: Beast Taming and Mounts.

The official team hopes to postpone the release of the Beast Taming Controller until an updated announcement is made on the official website before starting its sale.

Rewards: The entire MC Dynasty will receive a Silver Skyhawk Medal, an interest-free loan, and each member of the research team will receive 500-2000 honor points.

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MC Myth was stunned when he saw the announcement.

He never expected that he would actually receive the Silver Eagle Medal.

Although it cannot compare to the War Marshal's Golden Eagle Medal,

But it's also in the game.

Its value is self-evident.

The technology was created by Ras, and perfected using the wisdom and computing power of the Xiling.

All they did was improve the mind controller and create the beast taming and mount system.

In fact, any player with gaming experience would immediately think of using the Mind Controller technology for summoning beasts and mounts.

Therefore, such an idea isn't very valuable; getting a bronze Sky Eagle medal would be considered a stroke of good luck.

The fact that they awarded them the Silver Eagle Medal is clearly an incentive from the official team to encourage players to continue creating new gameplay features.

On the other side, Xiling issued a time-limited support mission as instructed by Qin Yun.

[Urgent limited-time mission: Support the pilgrimage expedition team.]

The Primarch of the Ultramarines, Roboute Guilliman, is besieged by traitorous Primarchs in the Maelstrom and desperately needs help. The Guide will use the power of the Emperor to descend directly to the Primarch's side.

He is now recruiting a group of fearless warriors to go and provide support. Hurry up and sign up with him. No matter where you are, just click to confirm your registration.

Requirements: Level 10, job change completed.

Basic rewards: 80000 contribution points, 5000 honor points, and 10000 faith points.

Commission rewards are determined based on the number of enemies killed and the amount of contribution made by the player, and are distributed together upon completion of the task.

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The task was sent to every eligible player.

While in the desert of the Sintira Nest City world, I heard a notification sound and opened the data interface.

"An urgent mission? This time it's so convenient, just click confirm?"

After Damo clicked to confirm, the space-time around him became distorted, and the distant scenes became blurry.

When things returned to normal, he was already in the empty hall of the Imperial Glory.

Players continued to arrive in the lobby.

Once the player clicks to confirm accepting the quest...

Hiling then used the lighthouse to recall him.

Soon, the advanced players who had accepted the mission gathered on the Imperial Glory.

Within the regional chat channels, player chat messages are also surging.

"They're discriminating against low-level players again. It's one thing for them not to be used as fodder for testing new dungeons, but they're not even qualified to be cannon fodder?"

"I'm so angry and cold. When will low-level players ever be able to stand up?"

"I'll stand up once I reach the advanced level."

"If you're going to support Guilliman, will you also go to Terra?"

"We've already reached the Great Whirlpool, how could we not go to Terra?!"

"........."

Amidst the heated discussions among players,

Qin Yun used his faith points to teleport the assembled high-level players to the Great Vortex.

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Blackrock Fortress in the Great Vortex.

Guilliman and Angron are still fighting.

After another collision,

Guilliman used the Hand of Domination to block Angron's cursed sword, while the Emperor's Sword blocked the opponent's battle axe.

"Look at the mess you've become, Angron."

Guilliman felt both anger and pity for his former brother.

After the Horus Rebellion ended, Guilliman would always be alone, hiding in his meditation room, reflecting on the reasons for the Primarch's rebellion.

After learning about Angron through various channels, Guilliman realized that his brother might be the one with the least choice.

Whether it's betrayal or ascension to demonhood, Angron has no choice.

Angron is in the worst situation among the Primarchs.

Upon arriving in the world of Nukelia, he was assassinated by the Eldar.

After thwarting the Eldar assassination attempt, an exhausted Angron was captured by the locals and enslaved.

Angron grew up in the arena, yet he possesses a variety of admirable qualities and an indomitable spirit of resistance.

Because he had a wonderful gladiator foster father.

He was gathering strength to rebel against Nukelia, planning to drag the high-ranking nobles down to the dust.

However, on the night the Butcher's Nail was implanted, Angron was consumed by uncontrollable rage and tore his adoptive father apart with his own hands.

Extreme grief caused him to lose the special talent bestowed upon him by the emperor.

A capacity to feel the sadness of others and absorb their pain.

Since then, Angron has been tormented by the Butcher's Nail, and every time he loses control, he kills those closest to him.

The accumulated resistance collapsed just like that.

But he still led the other gladiators in a rebellion.

An uprising in which people knew they would die, but were willing to die for freedom.

Angron never dared to hope to leave Nukelia alive; it was the Emperor who took him away.

It saddled him with the shame of running away and tormented him day and night.

On the eve of the great rebellion, Angron's life was already on a countdown.

The Primarch is powerful, but it has its limits.

The Butcher's Nail burned Angron's life, pushing him toward death.

If Angron doesn't ascend to demonic power, he will die.

Angron was not afraid of death, but the World Eaters were unwilling to lose their father, and Luo Jia was also plotting to elevate Angron to a demonic state to prolong his life.

After ascending to demonic possession, the Blood God robbed Angron of all his humanity, leaving him only as the embodiment of rage and slaughter.

Perhaps the Blood God himself knew very well that once Angron regained his humanity, the first target he would definitely be would be himself.

Angron did not respond to Guilliman's words.

That distorted face held only pain and rage, devoid of the noble soul of Nukelia, the gladiator.

The butcher's nail kept pounding in his brain, making his pain almost unbearable.

He was unable to think; extreme anger consumed everything, leaving only the instinct to kill.

He brandished two weapons and launched a wide-ranging attack on Guilliman.

The attacks became increasingly terrifying, and Guilliman gradually fell into a disadvantageous position, only able to barely resist.

Guilliman was no match for Anglon.

When the battle axe came down again, he was forced to his knees by the opponent's terrifying strength.

"Blood sacrifice for the throne, for the emperor."

The bald monk leaped to his feet, pouring all his spiritual energy into the scepter.

The scepter, shaped like a miniature sun, slammed into Angron's head, unleashing terrifying power that forced him to stagger back several steps.

Guilliman seized the opportunity to escape the predicament and retreat to a safe distance.

Angron roared wildly and cleaved the bald monk in two with a single sword strike.

Crimson blood gushed out, the scene was extremely bloody.

Guilliman forced himself to adopt a fighting stance.

As Angron charged Guilliman again, thick chains suddenly appeared on the ground.

The chains intertwined, binding the demon's Primarch and forcing him to kneel on the ground.

“Angron, you did a good job, but Guilliman belongs to me.”

A flash of light suddenly appeared, and Magnus descended upon the battlefield.

He paused for a moment when he saw the body that had been cut in two next to Angron.

He would never forget that face.

But didn't the other party self-destruct and die?

How did I end up here again?

Something's very wrong!!

But now is not the time to think about that.

Magnus looked at Anglon and extended his scepter.

"Belongs to you?" Forgrim also appeared on the battlefield.

He moved forward using his lower body's snake tail, his narrow eyes revealing frivolity and resentment.

Especially when looking at Guilliman,

He vividly remembered the humiliation the other party had inflicted on him at the Macurag Festival.

Today, he is here to repay the other party a hundredfold, a thousandfold.

The surviving players and guards surrounded Guilliman.

Magnus turned to look at Forgrim, and was about to make a move when he heard Angron's roar.

Angron broke free of his restraints and lunged at Magnus.

An indescribable rage consumed the Crimson Angel, who instinctively lunged at Magnus, who had forced him to kneel.

"A complete madman."

Magnus was forced to confront the attack from his former brother.

The two Primarchs engaged in a fierce battle.

"It seems that everything was destined; you are mine."

Each of Forgrim's four hands produced a sword imbued with the malevolent power of the warp.

“Snake, go back to your hook-selling god.”

Dou Zong gripped the chainsaw sword tightly and charged towards Fugrim first.

Upon hearing this, Forgrim's face darkened, and he brandished his longsword.

Before Dou Zong could even react, he was cut in half at the waist.

Crimson blood gushed out instantly.

Sicarius tried to step forward, but Guilliman grabbed him and held him down.

"Let me do it."