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

"Alien, are you kidding me?"

"I am here, and none of you are allowed to lay a hand on the Primarch."

Vodace stood beside Calgar, wary of the Eldar in front of him,

Greyfax and Amaritch followed closely behind.

The Ultramarines around raised their weapons,

The guns were pointed at Qin Yun, Kaul, and many members of the Death Army.

Calgar looked at the chosen ones warily, worried that they would take action.

But I found that they were standing far away, without even drawing their weapons, just standing there watching.

This made him wonder if there was something wrong with these chosen ones.

They're practically fighting over here, yet they can still watch the show without a care in the world.

As the atmosphere grew increasingly tense, Celestine stepped forward.

"We are only here to bring back the Primarch. Please give us some trust."

"This is the Emperor's will, even this Guide,"

Celestine pointed to Qin Yun beside her.

"Even the Guides received guidance from the Emperor and came to assist us in completing our mission."

Tigrius strode forward, stood beside Kaul, and looked at Calgar.

"We should trust him. I see that the thread of his fate is tightly bound to that of the Primarch."

Just as Calgar was about to object,

The next second, a rapid siren sounded.

boom! !

A blue Thunderhawk gunboat was emitting black smoke.

It smashed the dome of the temple and fell to the ground.

Before anyone could react, the Thunderhawk gunship's attack ramp suddenly opened.

A group of Chaos Space Marines from the Black Legion rushed out.

He raised his gun and shot wildly at the loyalists.

A panicked report rang out over Calgar's comms.

The orbital space station fell, and the enemy mixed in with the evacuating team on the Thunderhawk gunships used exclusively by the Ultramarines and broke into the city of Macragge.

Before Calgar could recover from his shock,

boom! boom! boom!

Explosions rang out one after another, and the earth shook.

The Hell Claws continuously broke through the Ultramarines' air defenses and fell into the Primarch's Temple.

Chaos Space Marines poured out in an endless stream, pouring out fierce firepower.

This is just the beginning,

A shocking subspace crack appeared out of nowhere.

Accompanied by shrill screams,

A gentle figure slid from the subspace into the real universe and danced gracefully.

"Masquerade?"

Seeing the newcomer, Evelyne and the other elves felt their hearts sink.

The Masked Dancer, also known as the Masked Dancer of Slaanesh,

He is the most notorious demon and vanguard officer under Prince Pleasure.

She was once the most favored dancer and chief maiden of Slaanesh, the God of Chaos.

However, due to one incident, she lost the favor of Prince Joy.

In the Chaos Realms, the endless struggle and war between the Chaos Gods is called the 'Great Game'.

During this time, Tzeentch tricked Slaanesh into playing an unwinnable game with Khorne and Nurgle.

A provocative war doomed to fail.

It ends with the Prince of Pleasure's utter defeat and subsequent humiliation at the hands of his nemesis.

Seeing that her master was in a bad mood, the masked dancer took responsibility and used her most wonderful dance moves to please her master.

Her leaps and twirls had made the Prince of Darkness laugh and happy.

But this time, Slaanesh was enraged by his failure, and he saw the Masquerade's pleas as irony.

He branded the Masked Dancer a traitor and cursed her.

If you want to dance, then dance forever.

The masked dancer's dance is extremely beautiful and seductive, attracting the attention of all living beings.

Even players with the Emperor's blessing find it difficult to resist.

They all stood there with dazed eyes.

Only Zhan Shuai and Zhong Ge were not affected.

A heart as solid as a rock, unshakable.

The other is the Soulless, unaffected by the Warp.

Qin Yun took the lead.

Holding a spear in one hand and the Blade of the Holy Judgement in the other, he rushed towards the Masked Dancer to stop her from seducing the loyalists of the Empire with her dance.

A sharp blade appeared in the masked dancer's hand.

Her swordsmanship is like a patterned venomous snake, both beautiful and deadly.

Qin Yun fought with the masked dancer, and others also took action.

Celestine drew out the blazing blade, humming a war song and charging at the enemy.

Amarach did the same thing, leading his Black Templar brothers to attack the Chaos Space Marines.

Vodace fired his bolter and called for support.

Cawl did not join the battle, but approached Guilliman on the throne with the Auto-Reliquary.

It is guarded by Skitarii, Death Legions, and the Librarian Tigris.

Kaur's movements were quick.

His robotic arm operated rapidly.

The holy box opened layer by layer, revealing a set of exquisite azure power armor.

The robotic arm stretched out towards the throne and began to slowly cover the entire throne.

"No!" Karga, who was fighting with the enemy, shouted angrily.

"Stop, in the name of the Emperor, stop now, Brother Tigelius, stop it now."

Tigelius rejected Calgar,

"I'm sorry, I can't. This is the only chance for the Primarch to return."

Calgar was extremely angry, but there was nothing he could do.

He was entangled by the enemy and could not escape.

After a while, the automatic holy box perfectly wrapped around the body of the original body.

Evelyne slashed her sword to cut the cables supplying the stasis field, ending the Primarch's life.

Then he used the power of death to try to wake him up.

The Chaos side's offensive became more and more fierce, wave after wave.

The claws of hell continued to fall, smashing the temple into ruins.

Soldiers from the Black Legion, Iron Lords, Night Lords, Alpha and other legions continued to emerge.

Under overwhelming firepower, the Ultramarines fell one by one.

The fearless Terminators were all turned into shattered corpses in the hail of bullets.

The defeat of the loyalists was inevitable.

Over time, the readings on the automatic reliquary return to zero.

A clear, pure sound of prompting and praising the Om Messiah was heard.

Like a sharp blade, it easily cut through the noisy battlefield and made everyone quiet down.

The automatic holy box made a pleasant sound, and the mechanical gears turned, like blooming petals slowly unfolding.

The Primarch, who was pale just now and could only rely on the stasis field to stay in the state of one second before death, opened his eyes.

His presence was unparalleled, like a sweeping storm, shaking the hearts of every living being on the battlefield.

The Primarch looked around the battlefield, and his extraordinary mind instantly knew the ins and outs of everything.

His eyes burned with rage, and the Emperor's sword in his hand burst into scorching flames.

At this moment, a Khorne berserker stood out from the crowd, holding a battle axe, and rushed towards the Primarch in the shocked eyes of his comrades.

He wanted to take the Primarch's head for the Blood God.

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Chapter 84 The Age of the Primarchs is Over

"Here it comes, here it comes, the classic scene, here it comes."

"Quick, take photos and videos. This historic moment must be posted on the official forum."

"Looking at all the men under Khorne's command, this man is arguably the bravest."

"What is this person's name? How can he be so courageous?"

"Before you upload it, please send it to Old Thirteen first."

"Wow, you're way too vicious. Old Thirteen must have broken through his defenses."

"Khorne: Warrior, I am willing to accept your blessing!!"

“Warrior: No, you don’t deserve it.”

"You guys are rebelling against the Heavenly Gang, aren't you? You're not worthy enough to let Khorne receive the blessing!!"

"..."

Players who have fought till now,

All of them were exhausted, wounded, and bloodied.

But this did not affect their fun attitude at all.

It would be a shame not to record such a classic scene.

In the players' shots,

The Khorne Berserker in scarlet armor flew up and headed straight for the Primarch.

It feels like fighting against the God of Destruction alone.

Guilliman moved.

The flaming sword drew a shadow in the air.

The lone berserker was cut in half.