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

Comprehension skills: Psionic Fire Blast (can condense the power of the subspace and turn it into flames to explode)

Comprehension Skills: Shield of Faith (When attacked by demons and subspace damage, a shield will appear to resist damage

Skill: One-handed Sword (Adept) upgraded to One-handed Sword (Mastery)

Skills: Two-handed Sword (Beginner) upgraded to Two-handed Sword (Adept)

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The light curtain appeared, and before Qin Yun had time to check, he saw two Chimera troop carriers and a group of imperial soldiers rushing out from the B-14Y area.

Suddenly, there was a burst of gunfire, and enemies along the way fell one after another.

Without the Blessed One, the Nurgle Zombies became a disorganized mess.

They are no match for Imperial soldiers and players.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, the cultists fled in all directions.

With an excited look on his face, Aying led a few soldiers across the battlefield littered with broken limbs.

He came in front of Qin Yun and respectfully performed the Sky Eagle Salute.

"Thank you for your assistance, Master Guide. I am Ainge, Commander of the 101st Atoma Regiment. I hold the rank of Captain and am now under your command."

"Just thank the Divine Emperor. It is He who guides us." Qin Yun put away his weapon and saluted the other party as well.

"Should we continue to pursue those traitors? Please give the order, we will firmly carry out your orders." Aying asked.

Qin Yun glanced at the soldiers behind Ayinge and shook his head.

"Your soldiers are exhausted, Captain Ainge. Let them retreat to the safety of the Y-107H area to rest."

"Understood." After Ainge saluted, he turned around to organize the civilians to evacuate to the Y-107H area.

Qin Yun led the players and the tireless war servitors to pursue the fleeing cultists.

By the way, they cleared out the plague zombies along the way and took the opportunity to retake the dock and port.

The port area of ​​the Lycard space station.

"Please, I know I was wrong."

"Forgive us our sins."

Seven or eight cultists were trembling all over, kneeling on the ground, begging for forgiveness and mercy.

Qin Yun and others slaughtered the cultists and plague zombies in the port area.

Faced with their offensive, the few surviving cultists were frightened and knelt down to beg for mercy.

"You don't know you're wrong, you know you're going to die."

Qin Yun shook his head, raised his bolter, and aimed it at the head of a cultist.

"The Empire will never show mercy to traitors."

"If there is an afterlife, remember this: even dying twice is better than betraying the Emperor."

boom.

A gunshot rang out, and the cultist's head exploded.

The players behind him also raised their guns and shot the cultists who were begging for mercy.

"Check the port area for any hidden enemies."

"I don't want the Imperial Glory to be blown to pieces by some artillery battery the moment it enters the harbor."

After Qin Yun gave the players the task of cleaning up the battlefield, he headed to the control area of ​​the port.

Prepare to call the Imperial Glory into port.

At this moment, a servo skull flew in front of him and made the voice of Father Tina.

"Master Guide, the communication with the ground has been connected. The planetary governor, von Valancius, hopes to speak with you."

"The Planetary Governor wants to speak to me?"

Qin Yun thought for a moment and nodded, "Father Tina, please take over the communication."

The servo skull flew to Qin Yun with a buzzing sound.

His eyes projected pulsed beams of light, out of thin air forming a holographic communication projection.

A man in gorgeous clothes appeared in the projection.

He respectfully performed the Sky Eagle Salute to Qin Yun

"Greetings, respected Master Guide, spokesperson for the Divine Emperor."

"I have heard of your deeds. Praise the God-Emperor for sending you to save us lost lambs in this critical moment."

"We are desperate for assistance. The outer reaches of Tyrian Hive have fallen, and my soldiers have been forced to retreat from the lower blocks and factories."

"More and more people in the city are infected with the disease. Medical technicians are helpless. Only the prayers of the Anglican priests can provide them with a moment's relief from the pain."

"Without support, Tyrian Hive will not be able to hold out for much longer. The Emperor's light will completely disappear on the planet Atoma, and the survivors will only be able to wait for death in despair."

Qin Yun stared at the planetary governor in the projection and shook his head. "I'm sorry, the Imperial Glory encountered some accidents. We are currently short of manpower, so it's difficult to provide you with any substantial assistance."

Von Valancius pleaded hastily upon hearing this.

"Father Tina has already told me about you. As the Emperor's chosen one, you shouldn't reject His people so cruelly."

"And as long as you can help us resolve this crisis, the Valancius family will swear an oath of eternal loyalty to you."

PS: Why does this emperor have four arms?

Chapter 29 Mission: Assist Belisarius Cawl in rescuing the Primarch

Qin Yun's face was expressionless, but he was actually very happy in his heart.

Assist the Loyalists in reclaiming the planet Atoma.

This was the task assigned to him by the emperor.

It must be done.

The only thing is that the reward for the mission is a bit small, only faith points and a pair of epic wings.

For Qin Yun, who wanted to build a power, these things were just a drop in the bucket and pitifully small.

In the Warhammer universe, the power of one person is ultimately limited.

Even someone as powerful as the Primarch needs the support of the Legion.

Qin Yun didn't want to follow Celestine's example and be a weak and good guy.

He came all the way to provide support, only to be backstabbed by a suspicious Inquisitor.

He must have his own power and control the right to speak.

The Valancius family's willingness to pledge allegiance is a good start.

A first generation family of wandering merchants with imperial authorization.

If it is properly supported, it will surely become a powerful merchant dynasty in the future.

"Okay, for the sake of the Divine Emperor," Qin Yun said, "I will assist you as much as possible."

"Later, have someone synchronize all battlefield data and intelligence to the space station."

"Once we've dealt with the enemies up there, I'll find a way to support you on the ground."

Feng breathed a sigh of relief after receiving Qin Yun's promise.

"Thank you for your help, respected Master Guide. The Valancius family will never break their oath."

Communication ends.

The projection flickered off.

Atoma's battlefield intelligence was quickly packaged and sent to the space station.

Qin Yun asked Tina to take over and he would go check it after finishing the things at hand.

"If we can gain the support of the Valancius family, we will have a base."

While Qin Yun was thinking about how to build a force, he went to the control console to establish communication with the Imperial Glory.

Let veteran players drive the warships to the port for inspection and maintenance.

No pilot, no control tower.

In addition, the players who control the warships are a group of inexperienced rookies.

As expected, the Imperial Glory had an accident.

The adamantine ram knocked down the docking tower at the port.

Fortunately, the ship's speed had been reduced to the minimum at the time of impact, and no major damage was caused.

The players in the bridge fell to the ground due to the collision.

"Congratulations! You've achieved the feat of pushing the battleship against the wall."

Wumou climbed up, patted the old bird on the shoulder and gave him a thumbs up.

Faced with his friend's contempt, Lao Niao also raised his middle finger in response.

"If you dare to interfere again, I'll tie you to the bow of the ship and race you through space."

Wumou shook his hair and struck a handsome pose, "Then remember to tie it up nicely so I can have people take pictures."

The old bird looked at Wumou with a speechless expression.

"I never see you this reserved at the institute. You let yourself go once you enter the game, right?"

"You haven't been corrupted by Slaanesh, have you?"

"This is the real me, handsome and reserved." Wumou showed a lewd smile.

Noisy!Noisy!

There was a sound of electricity, and the computing machine vibrated due to the influx of data.

The bridge's projector hummed to life.

The projected beam of light outlined Qin Yun's figure.

Seeing this, the old man who was making jokes and the foolish man hurriedly stood up and saluted.

"Master Guide."

The same goes for the other players on the bridge.

"Are you all okay?" Qin Yun asked with concern.

"Report to the Guide, no one was injured."

"It was my fault for commanding this time. If you want to deduct contribution points, can you just deduct mine?"

The veteran stepped forward and took sole responsibility for the mistake.

"You did a great job this time. You were able to achieve this level on your first try. Not only is it correct, but you should also be rewarded."

Qin Yun did not blame him, but instead gave him a reward.

Several players cheered immediately.

They shouted "Long live the guide" and promised that such accidents would never happen again in the future.

After the Imperial Glory entered the port, Qin Yun set out to find Captain Aying.

Ask the other party to help pick some workers from the survivors.

Assist the player in repairing the Imperial Glory.

"Leave this task to me, Master Guide," Ainge promised. "I will select a group of workers with experience in ship maintenance."

"Thank you for your help, Captain Aying." Qin Yun said.

Aying said sincerely, "Sir, you are very kind. It is my honor and my duty to serve you."

Lycard Space Station, B-11J living quarters.