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

Besides them, more players landed.

boom! boom! boom!

With a deafening roar, one after another, the airdrop pods landed.

It left behind exaggerated, charred, deep pits on the ground.

The hatch opened, and the long-awaited players rushed out, shouting all sorts of bizarre slogans, and charged towards the Tyranid creatures.

Among them, the Hammer and Scythe warriors made the biggest splash when they landed.

The Inzaku 03 mech is equipped with a propulsion system, eliminating the need for transport ships to reach the ground.

It allows one to use a propulsion system to jump directly from a high altitude.

Therefore, they reached the ground smoothly.

The energy blades ejected from the mechs were as sharp as mud, capable of cleaving a Tyranid creature covered in thick carapace in two with a single strike.

The Hellfire and Skyblade missiles mounted on its back roared out, falling like a shower of flowers, creating a series of explosions.

However, due to the lack of assistance from the auxiliary forces, many small Tyranid creatures were trying to attach themselves to the Zaku 03 after landing.

Meanwhile, in the sky above the battlefield, Qin Yun was still fighting against the Tyranid Beasts.

They were numerous and diverse, gathered together in a dark, dense mass.

"Thunder".

Qin Yun whispered, and the flames burning in his eyes intensified.

The energy gathered at the end of the scepter suddenly erupted, surging violently.

In just an instant, a violent burst of lightning was unleashed.

It stretched for tens of kilometers, its ferocity unparalleled, illuminating the entire sky.

The scene was like a world-ending storm of lightning, sending chills down one's spine and inspiring awe.

The closest Tyranid creature was instantly reduced to ashes.

Further away, they turned into charcoal, while those at the edges had their brains or nerves burned off.

In an instant, countless Tyranid creatures were killed and fell to the ground.

After the lightning disappeared, the sky cleared up and was only occupied by the Tyranid creatures again after a long time.

"too strong……"

"The guide is awesome!!"

"The guide is undoubtedly the game developer's favorite son..."

The players who witnessed this scene whispered excitedly.

"Why does everyone else use psionic energy? The difference between my psionic energy and the Guide's psionic energy is so huge!!"

Jujiro wore an expression of existential doubt.

He looked down at his hands, which were wreathed in psionic light.

With the help of the Eldar, the players successfully crafted psionic amplification equipment based on spirit bones and soul stones.

This equipment provides a greater boost than mechanical devices.

This greatly enhanced their psychic power and their control over it.

This greatly boosted the confidence of psionic players like Jujiro.

However, after witnessing the guide's intervention, they began to question the meaning of life again.

"It's obvious. Your panel is for players, while the guide's panel is for bosses. The base attributes are different, so the power is naturally different."

Zhan Shuai pulled his chainsaw sword from the alien body that was spurting sizzling pus.

The monster's dying screams were blocked out by the closed helmet.

He responded to Jujiro on the communication channel.

No sooner had he finished speaking than more Tyranid creatures pounced on him.

The warlord roared again and charged at the enemy, slashing at a charging Tyrannical warrior with his sword.

The chainsaw sword's serrated edges easily sawed through the opponent's skull, earning him a "+1 kill" notification.

"Is this my father's power?"

Dante, who had killed all the Tyranid creatures that pounced on him, also witnessed the scene in the sky.

This made his eyes widen.

The Holy Blood Codex did not record that Saint Gilles possessed such astonishing psychic magic.

Could it be that when the emperor resurrected him, he bestowed even more blessings upon him?

"Could he not be Saint Gilles? Or is he a Chaos Demon in disguise?"

A doubt arose in Dante's mind, and then, as if it had taken root, clung tightly to his thoughts.

But the next second, the soaring Saint Gillenor flew to the angel's side, shielded him from the attacking Tyranid creatures, and bowed to him.

Dante recognized the gesture; it was the salute the Blood Guard performed to those they were loyal to.

According to the records of the Holy Blood Angels, Saint Gillenor was Saint Gilles's secret messenger and a member of the Holy Blood Guard.

She sacrificed herself to protect the Primarch during the Battle of Devon and was blessed with a pair of pure white wings.

In other words, only Saint Gilles, the genetic prototype of the Blood Angels and a loyal follower of Saint Gilles, is worthy of such a salute.

Of course, unless this guy is an emperor, San Giuliano would also bow like this.

But the image of an emperor is definitely not like that.

Sanguilleno's actions undoubtedly vouched for the other party's identity as Sanguilleno.

"Roar!"

The roar of the insect hive resounded, and Dante turned to look; the tyrant was charging towards him.

"Alien, I will use your death to please the Father of Holy Blood."

Dante roared and charged at the tyrant, intending to use his death as a gift to the returning Saint Gilles.

The Bloodstone Mining Site, far from the battlefield

Morpheus and a group of psionic think tanks have finally dug out a path.

In the fight against Kabanda

The blood crystal mine was destroyed by an explosion fueled by psionic energy, burying them inside.

It took them a lot of time and effort to dig a path back to the surface.

They expected a fierce battle, but when they came out, they found that all the Tyranid creatures near the mine had disappeared, leaving only them.

Just as they were puzzled, an extremely terrifying psionic wave swept over them, leaving them utterly shocked.

"This force is coming from the direction of Angel Castle. What happened there?"

Mephisto's expression turned serious.

“Let’s call a gunboat to take us back,” Lacelles said.

Mephisto nodded, then turned on the communication channel and tried to call the nearest vehicle.

However, a moment later, Mephisto's expression became somewhat strange.

A gunboat responded to them, but its code did not belong to the Blood Angels, nor to any other subgroup.

A few minutes later, a gunboat came into view.

"Who are you?" Lacelles also realized the problem.

“I am from the Sintira 03rd Legion. We came to Baal under the guidance of the Sage to provide you with support,” the driver said.

"Come on up, I'll send you to the battlefield, you should still be able to join the killing."

“If you delay too long, the chosen ones will leave you nothing.”

“Let’s go up first,” Morpheus urged the other think tanks.

Now is not the time to consider where the other party comes from.

They must get back to the battlefield as soon as possible to slaughter the aliens and make up for their failure to stop the Kabanda.

Once he got on board and the gunboat took off, he continued to question the driver.

"Who is the saint? Who is the chosen one?"

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Chapter 172 Kabandar Descends, Black Fury Crisis Erupts

Mephiston and the others learned about the current situation from the driver.

A massive army had amassed in the Calesis sector and crossed the storm to support Baal.

At this moment, a large number of warships are engaged in battle with the Zerg swarm fleet in the void.

Meanwhile, reinforcements also arrived from the ground and engaged in a fierce battle with Tyron Bio.

The fighting on both sides was fierce, but the human side was gradually gaining the upper hand.

The defeat of the Tyranid swarm is a foregone conclusion.

This good news greatly excited think tanks like Mephisto.

They had assumed that after emerging from the collapsed blood crystal mine, they would definitely miss the battle against Baal.

Alternatively, if Baal is completely overrun by the Tyranids, when they emerge, they will be met with an endless array of Tyranid creatures.

Who could have imagined that things would take such a dramatic turn for the better, like finding a new lease on life?

Mephiston and the others also learned from the pilot that rescuing Baal was the Saint's decision, as well as the Saint's reforms in the Calithis sector.

This filled them with curiosity about the saint.

But words cannot fully capture the awe-inspiring power of seeing it with one's own eyes.

As the gunboats charged into the deafening battlefield, they saw the saint the driver had spoken of.

An angel soared in the sky, transforming into a golden sun.

Every gesture unleashes a raging torrent of lightning and flames as it charges in and out of the dense swarm of insects.

boom! boom! boom!

Countless Tyrannosaurus corpses fell like raindrops, crashing to the ground with dull thuds.

San Giuliano assisted the angel.

Whenever a Tyranid creature approaches, he will swing his sword to fight and kill it.

"Sanguinius?"

Lacelles was shocked and couldn't believe what he was seeing.

Other think tanks also looked at each other in bewilderment.

Then came an overwhelming surge of excitement.

"That blessed angel?"

Mephisto's eyes widened as well.

During his battle against Kabandar, he traveled through the warp and saw a blessed angel.

But at that time, he did not feel any pulse of blood from the other person.

So they didn't pay much attention to it.

Now, seeing each other again, the feeling is completely different.

When you are enveloped by the radiance emanating from the other party