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

"This is a day to remember because it was my first time."

Qin Yun thought to himself, and then gave the order.

"Give orders to all troops and have them prepare."

"Once the orbital bombardment is over, immediately launch an airborne operation to send those traitors to hell."

"Now initiate orbital bombardment. Bring down the wrath of the God-Emperor upon those traitors. Let the skies and earth burn."

"We will soon be able to take this planet and dedicate it to the Great Father."

"We will make this world a beautiful garden, spread the generosity of a loving father, and enable everyone to find happiness."

"The Corpse King's filthy kingdom will eventually collapse, turning into ruins and becoming nutrients for the garden."

A Chaos priest was giving a speech to devout believers in the ruins.

A cultist with the Chaos symbol carved on his forehead said, "But I heard they seem to have received support from a guy called the Guide."

"No matter who helps them, they will be defeated." The Chaos Priest's voice was filled with compassion.

"They worship the Corpse King and refuse to see the truth of the universe."

"And the truth is the most powerful thing in the universe, and no one can stop it."

"But I also heard they have a Moon-class battleship," a cultist said uneasily, "and they also recaptured the Lycard Space Station.

The Chaos Priest smiled and pointed to the sky, trying to comfort the uneasy believers.

"Even if they have warships, the power of the loving father will protect us."

A believer subconsciously followed the pastor's hand and looked up at the sky.

Dark clouds obscured the sun.

Makes the whole world look gray.

Suddenly, a certain area of ​​the clouds became brighter and brighter.

"What is that?" the believer asked in confusion.

When the other believers heard his words, they all raised their heads and looked towards the sky.

The Chaos Priest also looked up, a look of confusion on his face.

The next second, a tower-like light descended from the sky.

boom!

The point where the beam of light landed was exactly their artillery position.

The large amount of ammunition piled there exploded instantly.

The entire position was engulfed in a continuous sea of ​​explosions and fire.

The cultists and wandering plague zombies were blown to pieces.

The soil and flesh were swept up into the sky by the huge shock wave and then fell like raindrops.

Immediately afterwards, aerial bombs fell with a whistling sound.

Bright mushroom clouds rose one after another.

The terrifying shock wave was like a huge wave, sweeping in all directions.

The Chaos Priest looked at the incoming sea of ​​fire and shouted in despair.

"Father."

The next second, he was completely engulfed by the flames.

The soul fell into a rotting garden and was torn to pieces by hungry demons.

"The wrath of the Emperor falls upon those who betray him."

"Praise the Emperor, whose messengers will bring salvation.

The top floor area of ​​Hive Tyrian.

Governor-General Feng, Bishop Hydrak and other high-ranking officials witnessed the orbital bombardment with their own eyes and praised the Emperor.

The entire outer city was engulfed in flames.

Without the protection of the Void Shield, the rebels are lambs to the slaughter in front of the Luna-class warships.

"A liar who blasphemed the Messiah of Om." Sage Koro of the Mechanicus spoke in a cold mechanical voice.

Feng glanced at him, then looked at his subordinates beside him.

The subordinate nodded slightly, indicating that everything was ready.

Feng then turned his attention back to the battlefield in the outer city with peace of mind.

To be honest, he didn't want to do this at this juncture.

But Sage Koro is so pedantic and stubborn.

Turning a blind eye to the holiness and blessing of that adult.

If he is allowed to live, it will definitely bring more trouble in the future.

Let him do what the adult is unwilling to do.

Helping that adult solve his problems is also part of loyalty.

The Koro Sage will get a decent end.

The decks of the Imperial Glory echoed with a cacophony of noise.

All the teams were running around, preparing for the upcoming airborne operation.

The new players who had just completed basic training were gathered together.

Several industrial servitors were distributing weapons and equipment to them.

Also record the contribution points they owe.

Weapons and equipment are not free, but loaned to players.

After you kill the enemy, complete the mission, and gain contribution points, you can repay them together with interest.

Father Tina, Ainge and others were shocked when they heard this.

These people had to take out loans to buy equipment when they went to the battlefield to kill the enemy, and they had no complaints.

No wonder he became God's chosen one.

Such loyalty is truly touching.

"Finally, we have a combat mission. I've had enough of the daily grind, moving corpses and cleaning."

Da Mo looked at the laser gun he was given with a look of anticipation.

"We are so eager to go to the battlefield and serve as cannon fodder. We are really too loyal to the old man."

Guan Bao, who was sitting across the desert, joked.

"Only loyalty can help us progress. How can we earn contribution points and exchange equipment if we are not loyal?"

Director Qi on the side interjected.

At this time, Qin Yun's voice came from the speakers embedded in the pillars and walls.

"Orbital bombardment complete, prepare for airborne drop."

"For the Emperor, for glory."

Xiaopang shouted, his voice coming from the speakers of the exoskeleton armor.

"For the Emperor."

"For the Ohm Messiah."

"For the tribe."

"For Noxus."

"For the great secret treasure."

The other players also followed suit and cheered, but their slogans were weird.

"Take off, in the name of the God-Emperor, and prepare to kill, brothers."

Blood Dove started the Valkyrie's engine and a roar sounded.

The thrusters at the tail of the fuselage ejected a brilliant blue plasma.

The heavy deck was lowered, and the transport boats and fighter planes slid out of the battleship along the runway and flew towards the magnificent planet.

The outer city of Tyrian Hive was reduced to ruins.

Many cultists and plague zombies were blown to pieces.

Charred remains of limbs can be seen everywhere.

Kras, a rebel commander, climbed out of a collapsed house.

Looking at the charred battlefield full of bomb craters, I was completely stunned.

"Gather quickly, the Corpse King's minions are bound to counterattack."

He shouted to the surviving cultists.

At this time, the roar of engines came from the sky.

Several Valkyries and transport boats appeared in the cultists' field of vision.

Their machine guns fired another barrage of fire at the ground.

Many cultists who had just crawled out of the rubble were shot dead on the spot.

After annihilating the enemies on the ground, the transport boat landed with a roar.

Accompanied by the hissing sound of high-pressure gas, the hydraulic hatch opened.

Imperial soldiers wearing exoskeletons walked out.

Walk towards the ruins and clear out the remaining cultists.

“Praise be to Om Messiah.”

Xiaopang controlled the heavily equipped Tomorrow III exoskeleton armor to land.

Shouts, accompanied by the resounding sound of war horns, emanated from the loudspeakers, echoing throughout the battlefield.

PS: I would like to ask if the rebellious son of the Night Lords is Sevatar?

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Chapter 38 What the hell, is there fragments of the Star God on this planet?

despair?

fear?

These emotions can happen to anyone.

It will not appear on players.

Death threats mean nothing to them.

The sound of gunfire could not bring them any fear.

Faced with the roaring artillery fire, instead of being afraid, it aroused their desire for experience, victory and spoils.

They are a scourge that brings despair to their enemies.

As soon as the battle began.

The players cheered and attacked the enemy.

Their fighting style is extremely fierce.

Charge bravely into the face of enemy lasers and bullets.

There was no fear of death in his eyes.