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

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Museum Star

Human Empire's camp

A squad of Chaos Space Marines was being held in a makeshift prison.

They were lured by the Endless One, Tarashin, who told them that deep within the Krusien Sector lay an artifact that could open the Web.

The Great Raider Abaddon believed him and ordered the squad to go and retrieve the artifact.

It turned out the whole thing was a conspiracy.

The squad clashed with the Dark Eldar and was subsequently imprisoned in the Stasis Cube by the Endless One, Talathim.

He had been imprisoned until now, when he was finally released by the loyalists of the Empire and imprisoned.

"Why? Why betray them?"

Looking at the Chaos Space Marine in front of him,

As a Shadowmoon Wolf, Masanor's last shred of hope vanished.

His voice carried a sense of despair, as if his worldview and philosophy of life had been completely destroyed.

Since that conflict with the battle nuns, which was stopped by the Chosen Ones,

The Shadowmoon Wolves, led by Masanor, were plunged into deep confusion.

The difference between reality and fantasy tore their souls apart.

Their wolf god, the emperor's first son, has betrayed them.

Not only did it destroy the emperor's grand dream, but it also left the emperor seriously injured and forced him to sit on the golden throne.

But Masanor still harbored a sliver of hope.

They believed it was all just a hoax by that damned metallic alien, a trick to fool them.

Until, Masanor recognized one of the Chaos Warriors imprisoned in the cell as Cloud, his former squadmate from the Great Crusade.

He then realized that none of this was a lie, nor was it a hoax by the metallic alien.

Time has passed, and Claude's appearance is now completely different from how Masanor remembers him.

At this moment, Cloud was wearing a Terminator armor covered in bone spikes.

The eight-pointed star emblem, exuding an aura of decay, can be seen on the shoulders, chest, and other locations.

On its back was a huge eight-pointed star-shaped ring of steel spikes, the sharp spikes riddled with skulls.

If it weren't for that scarred face, Masanor wouldn't have believed that this was his former comrade-in-arms.

“We always thought you died on the battlefield that destroyed the Greenskin Empire, Massano.”

"I never imagined we would meet under these circumstances."

Claude recognized Astartes in front of him; the man, imprisoned in the cell, grinned.

“I’d rather die there,” Masanor said angrily, “at least I wouldn’t have to see you all in such a depraved state.”

“Look at what you’ve become! You’ve betrayed everything we swore to fight for.”

Claude chuckled.

"You have not yet been baptized by the gods, you have not yet witnessed the miracles of the warp, so you still harbor illusions about that rotting corpse."

"The Great Expedition was a lie, and the Corpse King was a lie too. We foolishly believed him, but in the end we woke up."

"We will eventually overthrow this corrupt nation, avenge the fallen Primarch, and rebuild a greater nation."

“I see no greatness, only depravity and decay.” Masanor looked at Claude. “Whatever you want to do, I will do everything in my power to stop you.”

“You can’t do it. The galaxy is destined to fall into warp,” Claude said. “The Great Raiders will destroy the entire universe.”

Massanor didn't waste any more breath talking to these degenerate brothers.

He turned and left.

Actions speak louder than words.

The players, including Zhan Shuai, were somewhat moved by what they saw.

"Actually, I can understand it. Who can wake up and accept such a huge difference?!" Jujiro said.

"Before I fell asleep, I knew that Father was the Emperor's most precious son, and Shadowmoon Wolves were the Emperor's most loyal legion." Zhuge shook his head and sighed.

"When I woke up, my father had rebelled and was killed. Shadowmoon Wolf became a name that the empire could never mention again."

"The entire legion is shattered, and the former blood brothers have degenerated into this wretched state. It's a miracle they haven't gone mad."

"The game developers really put a lot of effort into this game; they even considered such small details," Zhan Shuai said. "Every NPC has their own story."

"........."

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The Third Fleet is assembling in the world of Bastion - Hydrafort.

Players from the Witcher band, including Brother Seed, also moved along with the troops.

Hydrafur is the main naval base in the Pacific Sector.

Located in the southern border region, close to the solar star field and the hazy star field,

This means that its fleet is frequently called upon to support these two star systems.

Besides patrolling the Pacific Starfield and supporting the Solar Starfield and the Hazy Starfield,

The naval fleet stationed here is also tasked with supporting Cardia because of its proximity to the Eye of Terror.

They also suffered heavy losses when the Cadia fortress fell.

During this period, the forces of Chaos attacked the fortress world multiple times, but were repelled each time.

Due to the unfolding of the Great Rift, Hydrafer is also frequently plagued by cultist rebellions and demonic invasions.

These events kept the local garrison troops constantly on their toes.

Until the arrival of the Third Fleet,

A massive fleet, brand-new weaponry, and powerful Primitive Warriors.

The invading chaotic forces were utterly crushed and never dared to show their faces again.

The world of Hydrafort Fortress finally got a chance to breathe.

Players like Zhong Ge continued their old ways, taking on quests and eliminating demons in the Fortress world.

After a crew member on a space station submitted a report of a demonic intrusion,

They accepted the mission and rushed over.

Soon, they cornered the demon and the cultists in an unnamed warehouse.

"Quick! Quick!"

"You, flank them from the left, and I'll go to the right. Don't let them get past."

Brother Zhong arranged the tasks in an orderly manner.

After so many demon-hunting battles, the players of the Demon Hunter Chapter are already experienced veterans.

They quickly occupied advantageous terrain, blocking all of the enemy's escape routes.

Immediately afterwards, they began to eliminate the enemies inside the warehouse.

After a brief but intense battle,

The Witcher band killed all the cultists, leaving only the summoned demon alive.

That demon fits every ordinary person's imagination of evil.

It has a pair of twisted ram horns on its head.

Hooves with knees bent forward.

Hellfire, burning with the smell of sulfur, engulfs his body.

"Outsiders!!"

The demon surveyed the players surrounding it, its eyes filled with hatred.

He made a low, strange sound.

The demon's words left the players looking at each other in bewilderment.

"This demon calls us outsiders?"

"Does this guy know we're players?"

"Awesome, they've really elevated the prestige of the warp again. The demons actually know we come from another world."

"The game developers really went all out with the details."

"........."

The demon listened to the strange noises made by these outsiders.

It could understand some of it, but most of it consisted of eerie whispers that were difficult to decipher.

This further confirms the rumors circulating in the High Heaven.

These outsiders come from a higher dimension and possess a status far superior to that of demons.

Therefore, it cannot understand what the other person is saying.

Just as ordinary mortals cannot comprehend the murmurs and whispers of demons.

Seeing the outsiders form an encirclement,

The soulless force fields released between individuals resonate, strengthening the barrier of reality and severing their connection with the Supreme Heaven.

The demon realized it could no longer delay and had to break out of the encirclement as soon as possible.

After letting out another deep roar, it charged towards the players on all fours.

Once inside the attack range, it leaps up and pounces on the players, intending to tear them apart with its claws and fangs.

"quiet."

Brother Zhong shouted and activated his secret speech skill.

The flames on the demon's body went out, and its movements became stiff.

With a thud, it fell to the ground.

"Outsiders!!"

The immobilized demon let out a scream.

Brother Zhong walked over and grabbed the demon by the throat.

"You're being noisy. Don't you know that you're disturbing the neighbors?"

As Brother Zhong slowly tightened his grip on the other man's throat...

The demon's scream turned into meaningless mutterings.

Finally, Brother Zhong slowly plunged his longsword into the demon's chest.

"Outsider!!" After uttering its final words, the demon turned into ashes still carrying embers, slowly dissipating into the air.

"The official ideas are really wildly imaginative; these NPC monsters can actually break the fourth wall."

As he watched the scattering demonic ashes, Brother Seed's admiration for the developers of Warhammer Online grew even stronger.

Not only is it incredibly detailed, but it's also incredibly creative.

I have to say, that's amazing.

"We need to share the recording with the other players."

While thinking, Brother Zhong uploaded the video to the chat channel.

P.S.: I got a recommendation, but the results weren't great. I'm planning to discuss changing the book title with the editor.

Just letting you all know in advance, so you can find it later.