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

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There are guaranteed to be nearly 100,000 plague zombies surrounding the B-14Y area.

With such a big scene, the five people dared not act rashly.

You can only use the pipe to climb to area B-13Y to see what is happening in area B-14Y.

The passage from Area B-13Y to Area B-14Y is filled with Plague Zombies.

There were constant gunshots at the entrance of the passage, and occasional explosions.

"It seems there really are loyalists, but I don't know how many there are."

The Warmaster frowned as he looked at the dense swarms of plague zombies.

"What should we do?" the twisted man asked. "A massacre?"

"There are so many plague zombies that you can't kill them all even if your hands cramp." The turtle rolled his eyes at the twisted man.

"Something is wrong. There are so many plague zombies gathered here. There must be someone driving them." Jujiro said.

"Look there." The turtle pointed to a location.

The others looked in the direction the turtle pointed.

A fat man was found with his body covered with pus-filled sores and rotting wounds.

He was surrounded by a group of cultists.

"I can sense an evil power in him. He must be the Plague Blesser." Jujiro said, "He is the one controlling the Plague Zombies."

"Sniper him?" Zhan Shuai looked at Jujiro and made a gesture of wiping his neck.

Jujiro shook his head. "Party N's health bar is always very high. At such a long distance, we may not be able to kill them. On the contrary, it will expose our position and put ourselves in a difficult situation."

"Contact the Guide, and seek support if necessary."

The turtle nodded and he pulled out the data pad.

Edit the message, select the destination, and click Send.

At this time, Qin Yun had just led a team of players to clear out the cultists and plague zombies in the water purification plant.

When he heard the notification tone indicating he had received the message, he pulled out the data pad to check it.

"Sir Guide, we have found trapped Imperial troops and civilians in the B-14Y storage area. They are being besieged by cultists and plague zombies. The enemy is numerous, and there are suspected Nurgle Blessed Ones. Requesting support, requesting support."

Qin Yun contacted Tina immediately.

Let her immediately issue a limited-time task to all players.

After a while, the player with the data tablet received a mission prompt.

[Limited Time: Rescue Mission

Content: Cultists have surrounded a group of loyal Imperial citizens in Storage Area B-14Y!!

Rewards: Participate in the rescue operation to get 5000 contribution points. For each citizen rescued, the participating player can get 20~100 contribution points based on their contribution.

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Chapter 27 Support is coming

"Look, the Guide has issued a mission, calling on all players to come to the rescue."

The turtle handed the datapad to several of his companions.

"Participating in the rescue will earn you 5000 contribution points. Saving a citizen of the Empire will earn you an additional 20-100 contribution points."

"Oh my goodness, this is a big deal, Master Guide."

Jujiro did the math.

In addition to the rewards for rescue missions, rewards for killing enemies must also be calculated.

This task will cost at least millions of contribution points.

"War is a waste of money." The war commander on the side agreed with Jujiro's words.

This was just a small-scale rescue operation.

If a large-scale battle like the one in the Warhammer world breaks out.

Wouldn't that mean trillions of contribution points would have to be spent at once?

"Should we break in and take a look?" Wrist Guy suggested, "and talk to the people inside."

Jujiro quickly shook his head. "No, I owed nearly a million contribution points for this equipment. If I die, it will be a huge loss."

"Let's wait and see what happens, and wait for the Guide to bring people over."

The turtles tend to agree with Jujiro's opinion.

The sensory prosthetics he's wearing aren't cheap either.

Suddenly, fierce fighting broke out in the passage leading from B-13Y area to B-14Y area.

A Chimera infantry fighting vehicle rumbled out along the metal passage.

The Chimera is the most common transport vehicle in the Imperial Army.

It is popular because of its durability and easy maintenance.

The laser array on top of the Chimera continued to fire, clearing away the plague zombies that were trying to approach.

Behind the infantry fighting vehicle followed dozens of soldiers holding laser guns.

They are well-trained, have accurate marksmanship, and are also excellent in close combat.

After a while, a path was cleared through the tide of zombies.

More soldiers rushed out along the passage,

Build simple fortifications along the way and form a defense line.

"The coordination between the infantry and tanks is excellent. They appear to be a well-trained army."

The Warmaster surveyed the battle in the distance and praised it.

A group of civilians poured out of the B-14Y area after the army established a simple defense line.

"They're trying to break out," the Warmaster frowned. "Damn it! Wait a little longer! Our reinforcements will be here soon."

"They don't know we will support them," said the Turtle.

"Now the B-13Y and B-15Y areas are blocked, and the plague zombies are increasing in number."

"Any normal person would choose to force their way out. Otherwise, being stuck in the B-14Y area would be a dead end."

Seeing the false emperor's minions trying to break out, Nurgle's Blessed One roared.

Drive the shambling Plague Zombies over.

The intention was to prevent a breakout by sheer numbers.

The cultists also mixed in with the plague zombies, shooting at the imperial soldiers and throwing incendiary bombs and grenades.

what!what!

The Molotov cocktail exploded next to the two soldiers.

They turned into fireballs in an instant and screamed in pain.

The gunman on top of the Chimera fired at the cultists in the tide of zombies.

But the enemies were too numerous and were hiding behind the tide of corpses, making them difficult to detect.

Suddenly, two cultists rushed out holding explosives.

"They are fanatics. Shoot them quickly and don't let them get close."

The imperial soldiers behind the bunker shouted in fear and ordered their companions to focus their fire on the two cultists.

The cultists were instantly turned into a hornet's nest.

But the explosive packs were still thrown near the defense line.

boom!

The horrific explosion blew several nearby soldiers into pieces on the spot.

Broken entrails were scattered everywhere.

Plague zombies poured in through the blasted gap.

Overwhelming the evacuating civilians, gnawing at their flesh.

The other civilians were terrified when they saw this scene and screamed.

The originally orderly team became chaotic.

"In the name of the Emperor, Mother, I come."

A soldier who was knocked down shouted, and he detonated a grenade, dying together with a dozen plague zombies.

"If it were just the army, breaking out wouldn't be difficult. But if they were to escort civilians, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to break out."

The Warmaster frowned, feeling sorry for the Imperial soldiers who sacrificed themselves to buy time for the civilians to break out.

"I can't bear to watch this anymore." The twisted man turned his head away.

"Damn, this game's idiot planner, is he going to make all the NPC plots like this?"

Witnessing the tragic and real battlefield, Jujiro's heart became extremely tormented.

The NPCs and plots of Warhammer OL are unique.

When an NPC dies, it's dead.

If you miss the plot, you miss it, there is no chance to regret.

"We shouldn't just focus on leveling up." The Warmaster looked at his teammates.

"Life has made us forget the original purpose of playing games. All that remains is leveling up, getting equipment, and competing."

“Games should be a world that allows us to choose different lives and fulfill dreams that reality cannot fulfill.”

"Now I finally understand why Warhammer Online designs every NPC and every event to be unique."

"Perhaps this game wants us to truly experience another kind of life, rather than simply leveling up and getting equipment."

"Perhaps one day, we will become very strong in this game. But we will think of this day countless times, of our cowardice, of letting a group of innocent people die tragically in front of us."

"The choice is still in our hands. Should we rush out and fight bravely for them, or stay here cowardly, waiting for the remorse and regret in the future?"

The Warmaster's words made several players' eyes red.

"That's right. This game shouldn't just be about leveling up and getting equipment. We should treat it as another life." The turtle nodded. "I choose to fight."

"Count me in."

"Hehe, even if I die, I'll only be burdened with a few hundred thousand in debt. What are you afraid of? Let's go for it."

The Warmaster looked at Jujiro, "What about you, my brother?"

"It's a shame you don't give speeches in taverns with your eloquence."

Jujiro stood up, and seven ether fragments condensed into ice crystals appeared in his hands.

"Then get started. I'll be responsible for sniping the Plagueblesser and drawing the fire."

"Then we rushed over with all our might, told them that reinforcements would be coming soon, and told them to hold their ground and wait for help to reduce casualties."

Zhan Shuai adjusted the laser gun's power to the maximum.

He pointed his gun at the Blessed by Nurgle in the distance and held his breath.

"Holy Emperor, for the sake of your people, protect us."

With a prayer, the trigger was pulled.

The laser cut through the air, making a sharp sound.

The hit Blessed of Nurgle roared in pain.