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

Seven or eight Midnight Lords were trapped inside a fortress by Director Qi and other players.

“Little bats, you have nowhere to run. Lay down your weapons immediately and try to get lenient treatment.”

"I am the Joker of Gotham, and I have come for you."

"..."

The players fired shots and shouted, trying to get the midnight lords to surrender.

Seeing that the enemy neither surrendered nor possessed overwhelming firepower,

Director Qi hardened his heart and shouted at a player next to him (ID: World Language),

"Go, bring over that thermal beam cannon from before."

Esperanto's eyes widened. "That's an anti-aircraft gun!! A level anti-aircraft gun, a military tribunal? Never heard of that??"

Director Qi kicked the other person, "Stop talking nonsense. Only the loser has to go to a military court. Why would the winner go to a military court?"

"If the target wasn't so small, I would have called for orbital bombardment."

"OK, I'll go pull the cannon." World Language chuckled and happily led a few players to pull the molten cannon they had seen earlier.

That thermoelectric cannon was a massive machine, standing six meters tall.

When it was pushed over, cracks appeared in the solid cement floor.

The cannon's diameter was so exaggerated that it could reduce that fortress to ashes.

"Quick, give him a shot."

"Aiming point."

"I told you to surrender earlier, but you didn't. Now you have no chance."

"..."

The players were incredibly excited, watching as players like World Language pushed the Molten Cannon forward and aimed it at the distant fortress.

Refill battery, adjust output parameters, lock onto target, and store energy.

Just as the thermomelting cannon was about to fire,

A black figure descended from the sky and landed on the cannon.

With a flash of cold light, a section of the barrel of that exaggeratedly large thermoplastic cannon was missing.

Then, with a deafening roar, the charged thermoelectric cannon exploded out of control.

A mushroom cloud rose slowly, its bright light resembling the sun.

Players instinctively closed their eyes and sought shelter from the bright light.

The next second, screams rang out as players were killed and logged off one after another.

"Holy crap!! Midnight Ghost!!"

Director Qi, being a veteran, reacted the fastest.

They immediately summoned Zerg units stored in the warehouse to protect themselves.

Although those Zerg units were sliced ​​to pieces by the attackers in the blink of an eye,

Director Qi, however, had time to react.

When the bright light disappeared, he saw the guy who attacked the player.

The opponent was tall, like a giant, no less than a lion or Guilliman.

His eyes were completely black, his face was pale, and his long hair was draped over his shoulders.

As a fan of the Hammer, Director Qi recognized the guy in front of him at a glance.

"Midnight Ghost—Coz? How are you still alive?"

Koz stopped what he was doing and stared at the chosen one before him.

"It's quite interesting that he, as my father's new soldier, actually knows me!!"

The appearance of Koz silenced the battlefield instantly.

The players looked at each other in disbelief, never expecting that a traitorous Primarch would appear.

The Night Lords, who had been hiding in the fortress, also emerged and stood beside their Primarchs.

However, judging from their surprised and fearful looks, their relationship with Coz was not pleasant.

If they had a choice, they would never stay with Coz.

At this moment, the silence of the battlefield was broken by a loud shout.

"Midnight Ghost, do you dare to fight me?"

Holding a chainsaw sword, he charged towards Koz in the silent night sky.

The Midnight Lords were stunned.

Whose subordinate is so brave as to challenge the original body?

The young players also gave it a thumbs up.

"Brilliant."

"It was incredibly violent."

"I have to give them a thumbs up."

"If you fight the Primarch, you'll end up with bruises all over your body."

"You're wrong, it should be pieces from the east and pieces from the west."

"........."

The next second, before anyone could even see the Midnight Ghost's movements clearly,

It flew out into the silent night sky, turning into a pile of fragments in mid-air and scattering all over the ground.

"Good brother, I will avenge you."

A player next to him (ID: Jizhen Tiemantou) shouted,

Judging from his armor style and spray paint pattern, he is clearly a player with the White Scar gene seed.

Jizhen Iron Bun activated his Guan Dao and charged towards Koz.

The outcome was as expected; he was instantly killed.

It was also scattered here and there.

"Let's all attack together." Director Qi knew that challenging the Primarch one by one was like offering himself up as food, so he directly called on everyone to attack together.

"kill!!"

"Slay the Midnight Ghost, bestow upon him the Order of the Skyhawk, and appoint him Governor of the Star District."

"..."

The players swarmed in, only to be slaughtered by Koz.

"I am the Joker of Gotham, I..."

Before one player could finish shouting, everything went black and he was logged off.

Director Qi was the one who held out the longest, enduring five blows before being sent flying.

Director Qi tried to stand up, but felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.

Looking down, I discovered a shocking wound on my abdomen.

“The game is over now.” Koz lunged at Director Qi, ready to rip out the man’s heart.

Zheng!

A sword blocked Coz's claws.

The clash of swords and claws sparked a bright burst of light.

A tall figure draped in a flowing cloak emerged from the mist, standing between Director Qi and Conrad Coates.

"Koz, I'll be your opponent."

Koz stopped what he was doing, looked at the newcomer, and smiled at the man's gray hair and aged face.

"Long time no see, my brother. I never imagined you'd have gotten so old."

“I never expected that scum like you would still be alive.” Ryan held a shield in one hand and a sword in the other, staring intently at Koz.

"I never expected you to ask such a question!! How could monsters like us die so easily?"

Koz gave a mocking smile.

"After all, we are Father's most outstanding creations..."

“Shut up, don’t mention Father,” Ryan interrupted Coz. “You have no right to mention Him.”

“You have destroyed everything He fought for.”

The lion, sword and shield in hand, launched an attack on the midnight ghost.

The two Primarchs engaged in a fierce battle.

Everything around them was torn apart by the aftershocks released by the two.

"Coz blocked the lion's sword and raised his voice, "I am also His son, why can't I mention him?"

"All that He fought for was destroyed by Himself; no one forced Him to appoint Horus as the warlord."

"No one forced Him to torment Angron, and no one forced Him to use dark methods to conquer the entire galaxy."

"He created a group of monsters, but could not control them, and ultimately suffered the consequences."

“Countless times, I have reflected on my mistakes. I should have thoroughly cleansed Northum back then.”

“Perhaps eradicating those ancient, evil families from the people will ensure that Northum becomes a model world where everyone can be happy.”

"So I established this empire, I dragged out all the sinners, tortured them to death, and in this way, I obtained one exemplary planet after another."

"The empire I have built is a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times better than the one my father built."

"And what has our Father done? Has He ever reflected on His actions? Has He ever repented for His sins?"

"You're a madman, stop showing off your theories." Ryan swung his sword, his movements never faltering.

"Ha! Ha! Ha!" Koz burst into wild laughter.

After once again driving back the lion, the midnight ghost leaped up and landed on a tower.

Coz pointed to the smaller corpse among the five bodies hanging in the tower.

“Look at this little guy, he’s only eight years old. You should feel sorry for him and think I’m a heinous criminal.”

“Isn’t that right?” Ryan said.

"no no!"

Coz held up a finger and shook it.

"His mother was a member of parliament, and his father was the head of a large corporation. He bullied his classmates at school, maiming eight of them and killing three. He also tortured and killed several of his own nannies."

"But the laws of this planet can't govern him; instead, ordinary people who appeal are being persecuted one after another."

“Until I arrived, the family knelt on the ground, said they were wrong, said they would not do it again, and begged me to give them a chance.”

“My condition is very simple: as long as the victims’ families don’t pursue the matter, I can let them go.”

"So, the noble ones knelt before the poor people they had once looked down upon, weeping and begging for forgiveness from the victims' families."

“But those victims only wanted their whole family to die. They begged me to make a fair judgment, so the family’s bodies are now hanging here.”

“Everyone I kill is guilty, but the people you kill here are all innocent.”

"What do you want to say?" Ryan activated the flight function of his armor, leaped into the air, and slashed at Koz again.

The two Primarchs clashed in the tower, their terrifying power causing the tower to teeter on the brink of collapse, with dust and smoke falling from it.

“I’m not doing this to tell you how great I am; I just want to prove myself.”

"I just want to tell everyone that I did nothing wrong, you are the ones who are wrong."