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

Looking at the black screen,

Qin Yun suddenly realized why the Emperor's attitude towards these Primarchs was so strange and unpredictable.

The eighteen sons disliked each other and refused to submit to one another.

A normal old father would probably have gone crazy long ago.

Ugh……

A mournful sigh rang out, carrying with it the sorrow of millennia.

Qin Yun slapped his forehead.

The son is abnormal, and the father is abnormal too.

"What the hell are you doing all day long?! All you do is focus on me and the players, right?!"

In the vast communications room, only Qin Yun's voice echoed.

It makes one wonder if the lamentation just now was real.

"You play dead the moment this kind of thing is mentioned? You've gone too far, Old Huang!!"

No matter how much Qin Yun complained, the sighs from before never came again.

After giving a thorough rant, Qin Yun returned to Nocturne Star.

He was going to build weapons for Ryan and create a completely new set of power armor.

It is necessary not only to integrate the most powerful and advanced technologies, but also to incorporate fragments of the dimensional space to give it extraordinary power.

…………

The Stone Fortress.

Ryan reviewed the intelligence sent back by the advance team.

"Could the news be true? Coz really is here?!"

The Dark Empire established by the traitorous Midnight Lords

Contrary to Azrael's and others' expectations, order did not collapse, leaving only chaos and slaughter.

Conversely, planets controlled by the Night Lords are generally safe and have high administrative efficiency.

Ryan had looked up some information on the Night Lords and knew that these guys had long since become completely corrupt.

Whenever a planet is conquered, a massacre and all sorts of atrocities are inevitable.

And now, they are actually in power.

"They killed the corrupt bureaucrats and powerful figures, and displayed their heads in the streets as a warning to the remaining officials."

Azrael presents a data projection to the lion.

It contains photos taken by the advance team.

The photos show people who have been executed.

Each of them was tortured and covered in wounds, their faces still bearing traces of fear.

Corpses and heads were hung on execution racks in the street.

Some of them were even rotting and emitting a foul stench, yet no one dared to put them down.

Based on the intelligence gathered, the deceased were gang members and corrupt officials.

After examining the photos in his hand, Ryan turned on the star map projection, showing them their current location in the Gatan system.

The main void forces in this galaxy have been destroyed.

Most of the Night Lords' warships were reduced to fragments, burning in the void.

Several orbital stations are also engaged in fierce fighting, with the Empire gaining the upper hand and the battle expected to end soon.

"Whether Koz is here or not, this star system will be returned to the Empire."

"Give the chosen ones the task of cleaning up this world."

“Understood, my lord.” Azrael nodded and turned to relay the lion’s orders.

“Coz, if you were still alive, I would grab you, break your limbs, and make you kneel before your father and beg for forgiveness.”

Ryan stared at the projection floating in front of him and clenched his fist.

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The transport barge shook violently.

Accompanied by the dull, barely audible crackling sound of the Void Shield generator activating, shrill alarms filled the air.

The noise suddenly disappeared at a certain moment.

It broke through the enemy's last void defenses and approached the planet's orbit.

Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen transport ships, resembling steel behemoths, flew out and headed straight for the ground.

Inside a transport ship.

"I'm a top student at the Air Force Academy, and I've done a lot of training in parachute operations."

"I'll show you a couple of tricks later, and show you what a standard airborne procedure looks like!!"

The player with the ID "Silent Night Sky" boasted to his companion next to him.

"Don't you have to finish your studies if you play games with us?" someone asked curiously.

"Our teacher had us do simulation training in a game, saying it's quite realistic," Silent Night Sky said.

"The high-altitude response and airflow were handled very well, as well as the battlefield."

"Moreover, playing games is like sleeping, so it doesn't affect your classes during the day."

The other players nodded in agreement after hearing his explanation.

"Is Warhammer Online really this extreme now? It's even being used as a training subject in military academies!!"

"Once this game is officially released, it will probably generate several small profits a day."

"A few small goals? I dare say that within three months, the developer of Warhammer Online will become a phenomenal company with revenue exceeding one trillion from a single game, creating a wealth myth in no time."

"........."

Just as the players were chatting enthusiastically, the transport ship suddenly shook.

The players' helmet HUD panels showed that they had entered the stratosphere.

It is still fifty kilometers above the ground.

Director Qi glanced at the silent night sky where he was boasting enthusiastically, then waved to him.

"Young man, come here, I have something good to show you."

"What's wrong?" Silent Night Sky looked puzzled and got up to go over.

"You stand here." Director Qi gestured for Silent Night Sky to stand at the open hatch.

"Very good, keep this posture."

"What you learned before was the airdrop method in school. Now I'll teach you the standard airdrop method in Warhammer Online."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Director Qi kicked the silent night sky, sending him sprawling down.

what!what!what!

The silent night sky, caught completely off guard, suddenly erupted in howl.

Others had to lower the volume of their communicators.

Director Qi turned his head and looked at the other players.

"Our power armor has thrusters or wings, so don't think about any parachute techniques. Our technique is to just jump down."

"It's all about looking cool and showing off."

"Now it's your turn. Anyone who's too scared to jump, just tell me and I'll kick you off."

Several players walked to the hatch, poked their heads out to look, and their eyes widened in surprise.

"That height, isn't it exaggerated? Jumping down like that?"

"Wow, you really don't value your brothers' lives."

"It's too high, my legs are weak."

"........."

Director Qi, too lazy to listen, kicked them all out, one after another.

For a time, the sounds of ghosts wailing and wolves howling filled the air.

To avoid looking too disheveled, the remaining players had no choice but to line up and jump down one by one.

The same was true for the players on the other transport ships; for a moment, the sky was filled with tiny players falling at high speed.

The ground defenders quickly spotted them.

A hail of bullets rained down on them, dense and covering the entire sky.

However, because the target was too small and the falling speed was too fast, the hit rate of bullets and lasers was very poor.

Apart from a few unlucky ones who got shot down in mid-air, most players landed safely.

"Kill all these bastards."

Having adjusted to the quiet night sky, it adjusted its flight attitude.

Successfully crossed the violet-colored void shield.

They landed on a magnificent, large fortress.

boom! boom! boom!

He kept pulling the trigger, shooting down the mortals who served the Lord of the Night.

The mortals scattered and fled, and the roaring cannons gradually quieted down.

His other companions landed beside him, fired at distant targets, and then formed a squad to advance rapidly.

Three midnight lords appeared before the silent night sky.

The sky's gunfire illuminated their spiked armor and helmets adorned with demonic faces.

"Your end has come."

Shouting in the silent night sky

The bomb gun continued firing, sparks flashing from its exhaust port, the bullets hurling the Midnight Lord high into the air.

Their weapons were all improved and far more powerful than the old bomb guns.

The players' combat power is extremely astonishing.

The midnight lords were routed.

Whether in ranged or melee combat, they were no match for him and were taken down one after another.

"Charge, brothers! If you're too slow, you'll miss out on kills!"

"Little bats, your grandpa's here."

"I am the Joker of Gotham, and I have come to hunt down Batman."

"........."

The players cheered continuously.

They fought bravely and fearlessly, completely disregarding their own lives.

The Midnight Lords suffered repeated defeats.

Faced with these creatures clad in bizarre armor, they felt a profound sense of powerlessness.

No matter how hard they tried, the other side could easily break through their defenses.

The ground troops suffered a series of defeats and lost positions one after another.

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