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

Until Tyr went to participate in the selection of angels full of hope,

He became an idiot after being sent back.

To solve this problem, Yugi borrowed a lot of money to treat Tils, but there was no improvement.

During this time, Yugi's wife passed away, and his mother-in-law was diagnosed with cancer.

Whenever he saw the clumsy Tyr, he felt that he was incompetent and unable to cure his son, which was why his once happy family was torn apart.

But he didn't want to admit it, so he could only torture himself and Tils in this way.

A few weeks ago, the angels gathered in Baal to fight against the approaching Tyranid swarm.

Yugi and his son Tils were also drafted.

They were forced to stand on the front lines and act as bait.

This attracted the Tyranid creatures to rush into the moat surrounding Angel Keep.

Let the 'thirsty' creature absorb all the water and die.

As for Yugi's mother-in-law, who was suffering from cancer, she calmly took the unique poison of Bal II, ending her life which she only had one or two months left.

Tils is no longer clever, but he is still the same kind-hearted Tils.

Yugi was in grave danger several times, and it was Tyr to save him each time.

Without Tyrion, Yugi knew he would have died on the battlefield long ago.

Even so, he sometimes couldn't help but use vicious language to hurt Tils.

However, he himself suffered greatly because of this behavior.

The inspection was very fast.

Soon it was Yogi and Tils' turn.

"No signs of decay, and a genetically matched individual. He had previously participated in the selection process but was eliminated due to a minor brain injury. The injury is healable, so it is recommended that he be included in the recruit list."

The medical report on Tils came out quickly.

“Congratulations, child, you will become an angel,” said the priest in charge of the examination.

Upon hearing this, Tyr's eyes lit up.

“Father, did you...did you hear that? He...he said I would become an angel.”

"You'll be proud of me... won't you?"

Yugi nodded, and seeing Tils's expression, he recalled his own rudeness and impatience and felt guilty.

"Yes, I will be proud of you."

Hearing this, Tils became even happier.

Just like when I was a child and received praise, I smiled foolishly.

Yugi suddenly realized one thing: Tils had never changed.

He has always been the same Tyres who loves his father and mother more than anything.

As a father, he was so impatient, venting his incompetence and pain on the child, and using vicious words to hurt the child.

Tyrion only lost his intelligence; he did not do anything to harm others.

"It won't happen again."

Yugi silently made a vow.

But the next second, he fell into hell.

His examination report showed that he was contaminated by the Tyren organism and had to be cleaned up.

Fate is so cruel; when people want to make up for something, they find that they no longer have the chance.

"I'm sorry, Tyres, live well."

When Yugi was taken away by the cleanup crew, this was the only thing he could say to his stupid son.

Tyr looked bewildered. He wanted to chase after his father, but the priest stopped him.

“This is an act of kindness, and it was your father’s choice. He didn’t want you to witness his death.”

“Come with me, get treatment, and you will become my brother.”

Tyr watched his father disappear from his sight, tears welling in his eyes, before being led away by the servants.

And on the other side,

Yugi thought he was going to die, but things took a turn for the better.

He and other contaminated people were gathered together.

“You have another option: the MC Dynasty needs infected people to conduct experiments.”

The chubby guy who was on the inspection mission looked at the NPC in front of him and spoke.

"Those who are willing, step forward, and I will take you away to the MC Dynasty's laboratory. There, you might have a chance to survive and gain greater power."

Yugi stepped forward.

Regardless, participating in the experiment would at least give me a chance to survive.

Perhaps, one day, he will be able to see his son, Tils, again.

…………

Deep underground in Bal,

The ancient ruins, belonging to the Golden Age, were incredibly dark.

Only the muzzle flashes and exploding shells provided a sliver of light.

boom! boom! boom!

The bombs rained down on the monsters, tearing their bodies apart.

Players cooperated closely, using bomb guns to shoot from a distance and chainsaw swords to slash at close range.

The hall was soon filled with the smell of blood, and broken limbs were scattered everywhere.

The monsters possess sharp claws and astonishing fighting abilities, but they have one fatal flaw.

They fight their own battles and don't know how to cooperate.

There were many monsters in the hall, but the players managed to defeat them all through teamwork.

After resolving the battle in the lobby, the players continued their exploration.

After walking through a dark corridor, they finally entered a huge laboratory.

The place was very empty, with only one gene chamber marked as number 0.

"Without a doubt, this is the BOSS." Zhan Shuai examined Gene Chamber No. 0.

Inside, another mutant was also sleeping, which looked larger than the ones in the outer hall. Its body was covered in bones, and it had a pair of black wings on its back.

"Do you think we should study tactics or something?" the awkward man said.

"Why think so much? Just go for it! Even a big demon can be killed by a bomb in this game, so how can a mutant be so powerful?" Old Man said casually.

"Let's play it safe," Zhan Shuai said, pointing to Shijiro and the twisted man. "You guys take the riot shields and provide long-range fire support."

Then, pointing to the group of men, he said, "You guys spread out and don't get wiped out in one move."

After arranging the tactics, the War Commander walked up to Gene Warehouse No. 0.

As he approached, the indicator light in Gene Warehouse 0 lit up.

The mutant, which was immersed in the nutrient solution, suddenly opened its eyes.

A terrifying force erupted, and with a loud bang, the gene chamber was shattered.

"Such powerful psionic energy!!" Jujiro exclaimed in surprise. "Could this guy be an experimental subject who obtained the power of the Black Angel?"

"Ants, feel the power of the new era, I am God."

Mutant Zero stepped forward, its crimson eyes sweeping over the crowd with arrogance and malice.

The wings on its back were intertwined like black asphalt, and the feathers turned into sharp spikes.

"That's the taste! Definitely a BOSS!" Old Man Wan exclaimed excitedly.

"If we defeat it, this dungeon should be considered cleared."

"I'm so looking forward to what kind of reward I'll get."

"It should be data from biological research and relics from the golden age. I hope to have an STC."

The other players also showed signs of excitement.

Mutant No. 0: "…………"

Something doesn't seem quite right about this situation.

Why aren't these ancient, insignificant humans afraid of me?!

Looking into my own eyes, I saw greed and curiosity, but no fear.

There's definitely something wrong with these humans.

Forget it, why think so much?!

Wipe them all out, then wreak havoc on the ground and establish your own dynasty.

It is time for this world to come under the rule of God.

"Feel the wrath of God."

Mutant Zero launched an attack.

A blood-red shield enveloped its twisted body.

The enormous wings on its back continued to grow, transforming into weapons that could be controlled at will.

However, these humans were more powerful than he had imagined.

They possess speed and strength that ordinary people do not have.

The weapon in his hand was extremely powerful, and his combat skills were superb.

There are also a few that possess special abilities specifically designed to break its crimson shield.

After a fierce battle,

Mutant Zero successfully killed several humans, but was also brutally beaten to his knees.

"This god is a bit weak!!" The battered war commander grinned. "Brother, stand up again! I still prefer your arrogant self, calling yourself a god. You were so cocky and cute."

Mutant #0: "(╥╯^╰╥)"

They've gone too far in bullying the mutants.

These damn humans are so strong!!

"Stop playing, kill it, and move on to the next dungeon as soon as possible."

Jujiro gathered his violent ethereal power and instantly pierced through the head of the mutant No. 0, completely erasing its existence.

A large, charred hole appeared on the forehead of mutant number 0, which was steaming hot, and then it collapsed to the ground, showing no signs of life.

After defeating the boss, the players began searching the ruins for loot.

The ruins contain not only mutants, but also many relics from the Golden Age.

Among these relics, a golden toaster was placed on a high platform at the deepest part of the ruins, protected by a special field of eternal stasis.

"Is the game developers playing some kind of sadistic joke? Is the biggest reward in this dungeon this toaster?"

Jujiro looked at the toaster floating in the static field and immediately sensed something was wrong.

The players present all twitched slightly at the corners of their mouths; they too could feel the game developer's malice!

"This is no ordinary toaster; it is a high-tech creation based on the law of energy conversion into matter."

A hoarse, mechanical voice suddenly rang out.

The players all raised their guns and pointed them at the source of the sound.