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

Moreover, there were also robed figures of the Dark Watchers lurking in the shadows.

The players were captured by the Dark Angels that were dispatched shortly afterward.

They were asked to return to the boarding deck immediately.

"Take them all away! They're so arrogant, daring to trespass anywhere!!"

"We must punish them severely and let them know that the Stone Fortress is not their backyard."

One of the dark angels was enraged and started punching and kicking the group of players.

His furious appearance forced the other dark angels to come and try to persuade him.

The Chosen Ones were, after all, imperial heroes blessed by the Emperor, saviors of humanity.

A few words of scolding or beating are fine, but if you really offend them, how can you cooperate with the Chosen Ones in the future?!

"You stay here and patrol; leave the task of escorting the chosen ones to us."

The captain, who was in charge, left the dark angel behind, while he and his companions led the chosen ones away.

The dark angel initially appeared very angry, but this continued until everyone disappeared from sight.

The dark angel then removed his helmet, revealing a smile.

This person is not some dark angel, but the head of the Red Center of the Alpha Think Tank.

"Looks like the Sky Eagle Medal is all mine now."

The leader of the Red Center put his helmet back on, stepped into the depths of the giant rock, and headed straight for the Dark Angel's secret library.

Searching aimlessly like a headless fly definitely won't work.

It's a waste of time and inefficient.

Go check the historical records of the Dark Angels; they must have recorded relevant information.

In the lobby,

Director Qi, Da Mo, and the other players stood obediently.

Azrael looked at the Chosen Ones and felt a headache coming on.

He had already learned the origins of these chosen ones from Dante.

These creatures are yet another gift bestowed upon humanity by the Emperor.

It can resurrect infinitely, is immune to the corruption of the Chaos Gods, and has an astonishing growth rate.

Moreover, with them around, many seemingly blasphemous crimes can be pardoned.

After all, many times, the chosen ones are the most heretics.

Dante swore he had definitely heard these chosen ones shouting the treasonous slogan, 'The golden throne rotates, and next year it will be my turn.'

If the blasphemous acts of these chosen ones were committed by an ordinary person, they would definitely be subjected to a stern interrogation for forty-nine days.

"You don't need to worry about the secrets of the Stone Fortress being exposed. Many things about the Chosen Ones are even more heretical than your secrets."

Dante comforted Azrael, telling him to take it easy.

The chosen ones are now wandering around Baal aimlessly.

At first, Dante was also very angry.

Over time, he gave up.

As long as these chosen ones don't pull Saint Gilles from his stasis coffin, everything will be fine.

The lion surveyed the chosen ones, its brow furrowing slightly.

Primarchs possess astonishing memories; he clearly remembered every Chosen One who ascended the Stone Fortress.

Now, one is missing.

“Interesting.” Ryan smiled, but didn’t tell Azrael.

In his youth, he might have valued the legion's honor and his own personal honor and disgrace.

But now, he takes everything in stride.

When confronting chaos, even the smallest human weaknesses are magnified infinitely.

For the final battle, the Emperor was even willing to abandon most of his humanity, fearing that he would not be able to act when faced with a fleeting opportunity.

Just like the wolf king Horus, if he hadn't hesitated when assassinating Horus, the Horus Rebellion would have ended long ago.

Only by letting go of everything can we have a chance to save everything.

Let those chosen ones cause some trouble, and let the lifeless Stone Fortress come alive.

Of course, the lion also wanted to see when Azrael would realize that one of the chosen ones was missing.

Just as Azrael was pondering how to deal with these chosen ones, an unexpected event occurred.

The chosen one radiated light, which then transformed into a beam of light that soared into the sky, passing through the layers of the giant stone fortress floor and flying into the void, disappearing into the highest heavens.

One, two, three...

This scene left Azrael and the other dark angels speechless.

The chosen ones departed so swiftly.

In just a moment, it all turned into light and disappeared.

"Where did they go?"

Ryan watched as one of the chosen ones vanished in a ray of light, and he too showed a look of surprise.

“It must have been a saint who summoned them,” Dante said. “I have experienced something like this several times before.”

“The saints and the chosen ones are closely connected; they can use each other as coordinates to teleport across time and space.”

Dante's explanation gave Llane and Azrael a completely new understanding of the Chosen Ones.

These guys were actually the emperor's firefighters.

We move to wherever there is an emergency.

“Where did they go?” Ryan asked.

"I don't know either, I'll have to ask Xiling."

………………

The surface of the Signas world,

An earth-shattering battle is about to erupt.

Mephisto's decision was absolutely correct; when he realized the Chaos Gods wanted to seize the fragments of the Archangel,

He decisively abandoned the attempt to break through the encirclement, choosing instead to hold his ground and await reinforcements, seeking the help of a sage.

A few hours after the message was sent, the saint arrived, accompanied by a group of powerful chosen ones.

"Second Father is really fast."

Mephisto silently gave the saint a thumbs up in his heart.

He knew that the sage would never abandon them.

Qin Yun rushed over immediately after receiving Xi Ling's report.

After all, it concerns the resurrection of Saint Gillespie.

Several powerful player groups, including the Imperial Bull and Horse Warband, also arrived in Signas with him.

As soon as they landed, they quickly threw themselves into the battle, greatly reducing the pressure on Mephisto and the others.

After killing several demons, Qin Yun walked up to Mephisto.

"The Imperial Fleet is using the network to rush here to provide reinforcements. Just hold on for a little longer."

Mephisto retrieved the fragments of Saint Gilles and intended to give them to Qin Yun.

"Sage, I may not be able to protect the archangel's soul fragments. I'll leave them to you."

Qin Yun shook his head and refused, "I have no choice. The eyes of all the Chaos Gods are on me. I can't deal with so many enemies."

There was nothing else he could do but guard it himself.

Qin Yun used his skill to summon players from all over the galaxy.

Beams of light descended from the sky.

After the light faded, the fully armed players appeared before the demons.

"Block those demons and wait for rescue."

Qin Yun gave the players orders to hold the line at all costs.

"This is definitely targeted; it's a setup by capital."

The dried meat on the Golden Throne gritted his teeth as he glared at the Chaos Demon before him.

If it were only one person, he would simply consider himself unlucky.

But what's with the four?

Even if you've broken the heavenly rules, you shouldn't be allowed to encounter four Chaos Demons the moment you arrive on the battlefield.

Moreover, they are not from one faction, but from four factions.

What merit or ability does he possess to have four Chaos Demons from different factions attack him?

"Outsider, submit to the gods," a Chaos Demon said, trying to win over the outsider before him.

The dried pork tossed his hair, revealing a mocking expression.

"A bunch of chickens and dogs, you dare to recruit me? I don't have much time, so come at me all at once."

The dried pork knew he couldn't win.

Even if I die, it won't stop me from showing off.

Anyway, an hour later, he'll be a hero again.

It would be a shame not to show off.

PS: My writing skills have plummeted; even writing 10,000 words is a struggle now.

I will try my best to update as soon as possible, please be patient.

Chapter 255 The Black King Reappears

The four chaotic demons stared at the intruders before them.

Even if the other party comes from a higher-dimensional universe,

But such arrogance also aroused their boundless anger.

"You're too arrogant."

"Arrogant? You are the truly arrogant ones."

The dried bacon activated the longsword, and he faced four Chaos Demons alone.

"You are nothing but intangible things created and nurtured by human emotions. Now you dare to presume to interfere with the real universe and rise above humanity. Don't you know who the master is?"

“One day, we will launch an offensive against the warp, sweep away the gods, restore order, and make you pay for your past sins.”

"Remember, we are human beings, we are the children of destiny, and the universe will ultimately belong to us."

The dried cured meat took the initiative to launch an attack.

He was enveloped in a dazzling golden light.

That was the emperor's blessing and the manifestation of his primordial power.

The four Chaos Demons also launched an attack.

Dried cured meat is incredibly potent.

Even when facing the four great demons head-on, they managed to fight back and forth for a short period of time.

Zheng~