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

The topic is truly shocking and outrageous.

The servants nearby kept hearing strange gibberish, and couldn't understand what they were saying at all.

The gods were oblivious to what was happening here; otherwise, after listening for a while, they would have immediately taken action and refined these chosen ones in an instant.

These guys know way too much.

Even demons would shudder at the thought.

"That's great! The food in Warhammer is actually pretty good," Warmaster said.

Eating in Warhammer Online is a very enjoyable experience.

No need to worry about gaining weight, getting an upset stomach from food, or getting an upset stomach from drinking alcohol.

“Actually, the elites in the Warhammer universe live pretty well,” Jujiro said. “It’s just that the lower classes have a hard time.”

"No matter where you are, it's always the people at the bottom who suffer the most."

"People at the bottom of the Nest City work more than fourteen hours a day, while the upper class indulges in a life of luxury and enjoyment. No matter how humanity develops, it will always be unfair."

"The cesspool-like empire is a major reason why Chaos was able to grow stronger."

"........."

"Forget it, let's not talk about that anymore, let's have a drink." The awkward man raised his glass. "Let's just drink today, no need to talk about those things."

"Yeah, let's do it."

"cheers."

The players raised their glasses, clinked them together, and then drank them down in one gulp.

The icy, spicy liquor flowed down their throats into their stomachs, giving them a unique kind of enjoyment.

The servants stood aside, clearing away the empty plates and bottles, and then bringing them new ones.

Just as the players were enjoying their drinks, the Cherubim flew over.

Its internal anti-gravity levitation device hummed, and its wings on its back made a clicking sound.

Like emerald eyes radiating bright light, they scanned everything along the way, constantly calculating the route to the mission objective.

Finally, it came to Zhan Shuai and Jujiro, opened its mouth, and emitted a bright beam of light, outlining a bright information interface out of thin air.

It displays the latest accompanying mission.

The players, completely drunk, huddled together, looking at the information screen.

"Another mission."

"The guide wants us to accompany him to Terra."

"This time it's different from before. It looks like they're really going to deal with those Terra guys in a real fight."

"Reform has never been an easy thing. As the saying goes, blocking someone's path to wealth is like killing their parents. Once the foundation of those vested interests in Terra is touched, it will definitely be met with a fierce backlash."

"What can those bureaucrats do?"

"Don't underestimate those guys. You know, during the Great Expedition, those guys even dared to assassinate the Emperor."

"Assassinate the emperor? That's a bit too far-fetched, isn't it?"

"Do you think the Imperial Guards are all that for show? Those who want to kill the Emperor are as numerous as carp crossing a river."

"........."

The players discussed everything from quests to Terran bureaucrats, then to the Custodians, and finally fell fast asleep in the mess hall.

After waking up, I rushed off to report for duty, preparing to head to Terra.

………………

As the Battle of Baal came to a close and reconstruction began,

Players in the Calesis Sector are still busy clearing out the remaining alien forces and Chaos minions.

The Battle Roses, led by the little alpaca, also did not participate in the Battle of Baal.

They are still working on cleaning up the wrecked spaceship, Twilight.

"Are you ready?"

The officer-in-chief responsible for overseeing the Twilight, Brother Agamor, looked at the Chosen Ones before him.

Agamor is a Space Marine who has served the Inquisition for nearly thirty years in the Deathwatch.

He wore an ancient black power armor covered with holy prayers, with an Outer Order electronic skull gear emblem on his left shoulder and a pair of crossed thunder hammers on his right shoulder.

He was ordered to guard the Twilight and was authorized to immediately carry out the destruction order if any signs of it going out of control were detected.

Derelict spaceships are extremely dangerous.

It is not just a single ship. Due to the nature of the warp, a large number of wrecked ships were twisted and fused together, forming a colossal structure comparable to a large hive city.

The Twilight is the same; years of drifting in the void and warp have made it incredibly bulky, and no one knows what dangers lurk within!

According to normal procedures, it should have been destroyed immediately.

But a bio-signal from a legendary inquisitor could be heard inside.

This forced them to send people in to explore.

“Yes, we are ready.” The alpaca bowed to the sergeant.

"May you have a safe journey. The teleportation beacon is still functioning. The sages of the Mechanicus will escort you to the entrance of the wrecked ship."

"May the Emperor protect you."

Agamor made way for the players, leading them to the teleportation deck.

"We can't afford to fail again this time!" The little alpaca looked around at everyone.

The last time they entered a wrecked spaceship, they were all unexpectedly wiped out, losing a lot of equipment, and they were so badly hurt they almost wanted to vomit blood.

No matter what, we must clear out the monsters inside, obtain the legendary artifact—the Demon's Tome—and the weapon called 'The Duty of Light' to make up for the losses from this raid.

A flash of light appeared on a platform somewhere on the Twilight Shadow wrecked ship, and then the players landed on that platform.

The leaders, clad in heavy exoskeleton armor, acted as the vanguard, immediately activating their shields and shoulder cannons.

These heavy exoskeleton armors are custom-made, composed of active nanometals and ceramic steel layers, and can withstand the most severe damage.

The alpaca closed its eyes to pray to the emperor, and only after completing the ceremony did it open its eyes and give the order to proceed.

The interior of the wrecked ship was very dark, with only a few pale red spots scattered on the corridor floor, but all the lights were still functioning properly.

Logically speaking, after such a long period of time, these lights should have broken down or gone out due to lack of power, but they are still on.

The alpaca and other players ignored the unusual lights and followed the path they had previously fought their way out, venturing deeper into the area.

The bodies of those they killed last time can still be seen along the way.

Accompanied by the hum of the server system and the panting of the fiber bundles in the armor, the players' heavy boots pounded on the cold floor.

The sound echoed in the silent passageway, like the spirits of the dead wandering in the abandoned cemetery in hell.

Players activated the oracle scanner, and the scene in the shadows was displayed on the helmet's HUD panel.

Suddenly, a chilling aura swept over them.

The mark of purity affixed to the surface of the armor began to burn.

"Here we go again." The alpaca picked up its bomb gun.

The battle nuns nearby activated their weapons.

"What is it this time? A ghost? Or a demon?"

The female player with the game ID "Yuzu Sauce" held a power sword covered in a dark blue force field and looked around.

Her voice sounds quite cute.

There's a striking contrast between that and the heavy combat armor he's wearing.

"It's probably a ghost."

Another player named 'Grey Baby' activated the chainsaw sword etched with scriptures.

Amidst the roar of the servo motor, the sharp saw teeth are spinning at high speed.

A strange roar resounded.

Enemies lurking in the darkness suddenly appear before the players.

Their faces were grotesque, their features rotting, and they wore some kind of filthy, tattered uniform.

Holding a crude weapon, its broken mouth emitted incomprehensible roars.

"It's that evil spirit again!!" The alpaca pulled the trigger.

boom! boom! boom!

The blessed bullets were fired, landing on the bodies of those ghosts, causing their rotting bodies to explode and releasing their imprisoned souls.

The other fighting nuns also rushed towards the ghost and began to fight.

Several players from the national religion chanted scriptures praising the emperor, seeking the emperor's power for blessings.

The power of faith can purify evil spirits, freeing them from the enslavement of the wrecked spaceship and granting them salvation.

"Times have changed, you pathetic worms who have succumbed to hell!" shouted a player from the National Religion faction. "Let me show you what Warhammer-style exorcism is all about."

As he chanted hymns praising the emperor, he swept away the demons with his ceremonial scepter.

A ghost lunged at him, but he swung his scepter and smashed it away, sending it crashing to the ground in the distance, shattering into pieces.

Just as its shattered body was about to reassemble and continue attacking the player,

The player stood before the ghost and prayed to the emperor.

A hazy glow emanated from his hand, falling upon the ghost and causing it to shriek.

It quickly expelled the power of the subspace, turning it into a complete corpse.

This wasn't the first time the alpaca and the others had boarded the Twilight.

I'm immune to the fear instilled by these ghostly figures lurking inside the spaceship.

Know the weaknesses of those ghosts.

This little incident ended very easily.

After confirming that all the ghosts had been killed, they continued deeper into the spaceship, which had been abandoned for hundreds of years.

The spaceship was teeming with monsters: wandering demons, twisted, mutated creatures of flesh and blood, and demons, the native inhabitants of the warp.

"Ever since I played Warhammer Online, I suddenly realized that Chu Meiren is quite pretty."

"Just keep recording like this, run a lap around the spaceship, and then project the image outside. That would be a super horror movie that surpasses Silent Hill and The Ring."

Grey Baby punched the monster that crawled out of the wall and blew it apart, then started complaining.

"If this game didn't automatically lock the fear limit, I would probably scream and my legs would go weak the moment I saw these ghosts."

Yuzu Sauce used a bomb pistol to shoot at a terrifying monster crawling on the ground in the distance.

The horror of the wrecked spaceship is far more exaggerated than any ghost movie players have ever seen in real life.

Thanks to the enhancement and the Emperor's blessing, they were able to treat those terrifying monsters with a calm mind.

The banter between the players diluted the eeriness of the surroundings, making them increasingly adept at clearing out the monsters.

After dozens of rounds of fighting, the nuns fought their way through and arrived at the location where the legendary Inquisitor, Adorkin, had sent out his biosignal.

Unfortunately, they did not see the legendary judge, but only a huge, fleshy monster covered in tentacles and eyes.

The Demon's Tome, which players so desperately wanted, was located on a high platform behind the monster, radiating a pure light.

P.S.: Thank you everyone for your support.

Chapter 182 These damned Terran bugs!!

"The priest should keep his distance, pray, and use heavy firepower to suppress from a distance."

"Players wearing heavy exoskeleton armor, take out your riot shields and stand in the front to block the monster's charge."