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

Is the science of this universe dead?

It wasn't until the players opened fire and shot down seven or eight burly beastmen that they belatedly realized what was happening and launched an attack on the players.

The beast-like physique, with its massive, muscular build, is a new kind of human meticulously crafted by Bayer.

With tenacious vitality and terrifying combat power, just two or three of them working together can suppress ordinary Astartes warriors.

However, in front of players who have completed the second upgrade and are wearing Hellsoldier power armor,

These beastmen were incredibly weak, like ants.

Within thirty seconds of landing, Zhan Shuai and the other players had slaughtered all the Beastmen within their field of vision.

They were reduced to scattered pieces of flesh and blood.

"Following the previous tactics, advance at top speed, leaving no survivors."

"For the Emperor, for Morgana, kill!"

After the commander gave the order, Jujiro and the others quickly sprang into action.

Use the Hellscream power armor to quickly advance behind enemy lines and then unleash a killing spree.

If the enemy is numerous and still holds firm in their fortified positions,

They decisively used weapons with wide-area destructive power to eliminate the enemy and their cover.

When facing a small number of enemies without cover, the enemy is overwhelmed and slaughtered by the superior individual combat capabilities.

This is how the alpaca's frustratingly slow quest-farming speed came about.

Ignore loot, ignore kill counts, charge forward recklessly, and cut through the enemy before worrying about anything else.

The goal is to reclaim a planet in a single day and wipe out all the rebels.

This is the speed of the Emperor's Bull and Horse Battle Group.

The sheer scale of their attack left other factions questioning their existence, wondering if they were cheating!

The speed of the Imperial Bull and Horse Battle Group was extremely fast.

The Beastman Organization's defensive line

They were quickly routed by the Emperor's Bull and Horse Battle Group's rapid advance tactics.

In an instant, blood flowed like a river, and the terrified cries of wild beastmen could be heard everywhere.

When Lucius and his Sons of the Emperor heard that the Chosen Ones had completed their airborne landing and were wreaking havoc, breaking through several lines of defense,

His eyes were about to pop out.

The oracle had barely detected the transport ship when those Chosen Ones arrived on land and slaughtered the Beastmen?!

Just hearing it makes it seem unreal.

Lucius, without bothering to set up defenses and traps, led the Chaos Warriors to support the Beastmen.

They happened to run into the War Commander, who was on a killing spree.

He slaughtered more than a dozen beastmen like weeds by the roadside.

They didn't even have a chance to fight back before they were all slaughtered.

"It's you?"

Lucius recognized the Warmaster at a glance, and hatred welled up in his heart.

He had sworn to make this guy wish he were dead.

Now is the perfect time to fulfill my vow.

P.S.: Another chapter. Thanks for your support, brothers.

Chapter 263 Man-Eating Shark: Sorry, he gave too much!! (Two-in-one)

The Warlord slew the last Beastman with his sword.

Then he looked up at the direction where Lucius was.

"Who do we have here? It's Lucius, the one selling hooks to Slaanesh! Instead of hiding in the Eye of Terror, you've come out to disgust people again, haven't you?!"

Lucius: "…………"

What do you mean by selling hooks to Slaanesh?!

I am the chosen one of the Prince of Pleasure.

He is the most skilled swordsman in the galaxy.

It is the embodiment of the art of killing, the eternal nightmare of the galaxy.

How come in the mouths of you bastards it's become selling hooks?!

Didn't the Corpse King teach you not to talk badly about others behind their backs?

"I hope your swordsmanship is as formidable as your venomous tongue."

Lucius's tone was venomous, his eyes fixed on the War General, his long, forked tongue lolling out.

"This time, you won't be as lucky as before."

“I will dismantle your self-destruct device, sever your limbs, and leave you to live like a maggot.”

“Before, when we were weaker, we had to resort to some tricks to ensure victory.” Zhan Shuai put his two-handed sword back into storage and replaced it with a one-handed sword and shield, his tone confident.

"Right now, there's absolutely no need. Don't worry, there's definitely no self-destruct device this time."

"Come on, Lucius, let's settle our old scores. This time, I will use my true strength to make you utterly despair."

"Arrogant fool, I hope you can still spout these big words later." Lucius, holding a poisoned sword, assumed a fighting stance and approached the War General.

The Warlord, holding a shield in one hand and a sword in the other, faced off against Lucius.

The two men maneuvered around each other, searching for weaknesses in the other's defenses.

In a flash, Lucius launched his attack, his longsword flashing out with the speed of a phantom.

After this period of honing his skills, Zhan Shuai's combat abilities had already reached their pinnacle.

It has also been enhanced through methods such as original casting upgrades and slot fragments.

The strength, speed, and combat instincts of today are far beyond what they were in the past.

As Lucius's sword came at him, the Warchief parried with his shield.

The sword and shield clashed, producing a crisp, resounding sound.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the warrior slashed vertically with his one-handed sword, forcing Lucius to retreat.

Then, Lucius leaped forward again, wielding his longsword and slashing down.

The sound of something cutting through the air was sharp and fierce.

The Warlord continued to parry with his shield, then attacked with his one-handed sword, forcing Lucius to retreat and defend.

Zheng!

The two weapons clashed, their clanging sounds echoing, sparks flying.

The energy fields collided, generating shockwaves.

Lucius felt a tingling sensation in his hand, his brow furrowed, and surprise welled up inside him.

How did this guy become so much stronger?

The Corpse Emperor bestowed a blessing?

Is there no spirit of swordsmanship left?

They actually have to rely on blessings to compete in swordsmanship?!

"No wonder he wanted to be the Corpse King's lackey; it seems he gave him a lot of benefits."

Hearing Lucius's sarcastic remarks, Zhan Shuai smiled and continued in the same vein.

"What? You haven't received Slaanesh's blessing?"

"You're willing to sell him the hook, but he won't even give you a few bones?"

Before playing Warhammer Online, the Warhammer Commander was quite the keyboard warrior.

He's not afraid of anyone when it comes to roasting people.

Upon hearing this, Lucius was indeed thrown off balance, his eyes widening and turning red as if he wanted to devour someone.

"I don't sell hooks."

"If you hadn't sold, why would anyone choose you? Taviz is a hundred times better than you," Zhan Shuai added, delivering another blow.

"Don't say that name in front of me!" Lucius went berserk, his longsword slashing wildly.

The warrior blocked them all with his shield.

The clanging sounds were incessant, yet they could not break through the defenses.

“Taviz is more handsome than you, better at swordsmanship, more popular than you, and if I remember correctly, he also has a higher military rank than you. He was also your superior.”

The more Zhan Shuai talked, the more excited he became.

Lucius's face began to contort with rage.

"I told you to shut up!!"

"Haha!!" Zhan Shuai blocked Lucius's attack again, then swung his sword, forcing him back, before slowly saying, "I won't."

"I'm going to kill you!" Lucius roared, his attacks like a whirlwind, the blade creating afterimages as he slashed rapidly.

The Warlord remained steadfast, holding his heavy shield and blocking all of Lucius's attacks.

“Since you don’t want to hear about Taviz, why don’t you talk about Sharokin? You were defeated by him, twice.”

"Your swordsmanship probably wouldn't even rank in the top tier of that era; you're only good for bullying newcomers now."

"Shut up." Lucius was even more defensive.

How could the Corpse King choose such a chatterbox as his chosen one?!

Lucius went berserk, each strike delivered with all his might, leaving horrifying sword marks on his shield, the sparks illuminating the dim surroundings.

The warrior remained incredibly calm, deflecting attacks while simultaneously provoking the enemy with words.

When the opponent slashed down again...

He decisively shifted the center of gravity of his shield, causing the opponent's slashing sword to deflect, resulting in a brief loss of body control.

Then, Zhan Shuai thrust out his other sword with his other hand.

It pierced Lucius's chest in an instant.

They pierced one of his hearts.

Fresh blood, emitting a strange fragrance, gushed out.

Lucius stared wide-eyed at the sword that had pierced his chest, his face filled with disbelief.

How can it be?

How could he possibly lose to this guy in front of him?

When they first met, he could have easily manipulated her!

Why is it that now the opponent can not only fight me to a standstill, but also severely injure me?

Has the other person improved that quickly?

He caught up with me in such a short time?

You have to understand, I've lived for ten thousand years!!

"kill him."

Lucius retreated, his face showing embarrassment and anger.

He ordered the Chaos Space Marines who had come with him to shoot the Warmaster in front of them.

The next second, whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!