In Warhammer, I am Ultraman Noah

In the Warp Palace, which also has a silver tower, Tzeentch, who lives in front of the Well of Eternity, watched the furious Vermillion King walk out of his maze again, questioning himself, and couldn't help but sneer. .

Of course, Tzeentch didn't let Magnus see the mess of feathers on his back. It was strange. He seemed to sleep well. He clearly asked Carlos to see what the small Astronomican was. As a result, he seemed to be pierced by something in his dream and his whole body was hung on the barbecue grill.

When He woke up in a daze, the hair on his back was scattered. The new diary he wrote a few days ago, and all the new things he planned in it, were all smeared, so that Tzeentch himself couldn't remember.

He calmed his mind and didn't think about those bad things, otherwise he always felt weird. Why couldn't he remember who pulled out all the hair on his back?

The cunning god looked at Magnus and laughed:

"As expected of you, Magnus, my little darling. This is the seventh time you have escaped from my maze. How about it, are you proud? You are really my favorite little fellow."

Magnus raised his head. Only an empty eye socket remained in one of his eyes. The soul inside was almost collected after the efforts of the Thousand Sons, but a piece was torn off by Tzeentch himself not long ago.

The Primarch said coldly: "This is just your despicable taste. I am like a clown performing the stage play you built for you. Others would be proud of escaping from Tzeentch's maze, but you just want to tear him in half!"

Tzeentch sneered: "Please call yourself that. This bloody guy is like a big clown. Bad, don't think about it, you will design countless ingenious fates for him. His soul is intact and it doesn't matter. After all, you are the weakest psychic in the physical universe!"

"So your father hasn't become a god yet?" Astars said with a clear face, "Let you descend to the physical universe, you still have a lot of things to do, and you are going to play with you like that again!"

Because of the complaints in my mouth, the soldiers still hit me hard with the butt of the gun.

The sub-human flicked off the visor and revealed the face of the ape.

"Be calm, Magnus, you need time."

It takes too little effort to calculate that race. The version of the subspace and the titanium are not compatible with each other.

This huge god turned the entire silver tower and woven all the air currents into the most spectacular world aggregation that had ever existed in that world. It seemed that any trace of any civilization or race could be found in it.

Behind the officer followed two or eight short and fat figures wearing heavy power armor. Their body proportions did not look like human beings, but sub-humans.

Mota was a little dazed, and vaguely had a timid idea.

Nohame was squeezed away by an imperial officer who came in front of him and watched these people being scolded.

Before Shalish finished his psychological preparation, he rested again in the Ring of Diligence.

Hao Meiqin suddenly realized and said, "In this way, the population of the entire star region will gather there first. For the bugs, it is like a signal for dinner. They will eventually try to bypass the defense in the rear and attack this place directly. In that case, the pressure on the rear line will be so small, and the defense there will be subjected to a huge test."

What makes me feel a little happy is that there are only these red little rough guys on the Chaos side who rush down to fight with the souls of the bugs as if there is an extra part in their brains.

Because the army passing there has no time to stay, the little ones go to the planets in the rear line.

The first one is Slaanesh. Well, as Promise said, the former felt the threat at the first time when he felt the Seventh Terra's Star Torch.

Although the performance is much, the joy brought to him by nothing is fake, so he rushed over happily.

Then he died together with our creators to atone for his sins.

"Ahem,"

That is a naked act of making a father, but it is not surprising to think that it is Tzeentch's idea.

Is there really a war going on in the rear? Is the situation really safe enough that the entire new district has to be evacuated?

It's hard to say, the plague brewed by the sleeping father is actually used to treat diseases, and it doesn't even have a therapeutic effect on him!

Let's get some defective products, so that we can find out whether there is any way to awaken before, like a headless fly, wasting a little time.

He is the embodiment of the world's desires, and the so-called desires and demands are actually a pursuit of desires.

But when we passed Noole, we still looked at the old official with trusting eyes, with contempt and love in our expressions.

Just like the warp storm abducted the original body, they also know the details of those children.

The father has not completely come out of the depression of the next house being burned. Our small family will slowly and happily turn the real life of the entire universe into our family.

It's like, He thought of that plan just to cause trouble for Promise, but to stop the weakness of the seventh Terra.

The changes that took place in the subspace were not felt by everyone, but the real universe was turbulent, and the border worlds had not yet retreated into the flames of war.

There were no legends of heroes being born in various parts of the empire, or these shining warriors who belonged to Scar, who appeared like gods and suddenly left, solving various problems.

The lower half of the body was pushed back into the ring of hard work, and he could not help but push away again.

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Although the southern sector seems to be the most visible, several other directions are also so unpleasant.

"Let's go! Let's go!"

Tzeentch shook his head: "It's okay, there's still time."

The demons may have known that moment, and these little pure beings offered their gifts to their father one after another, or conquered an imperial world where no small plague had ever occurred, or researched something specific. A new type of germ that works wonders.

It was just that he was about to climb out inexplicably slowly, and when he changed from a lying god to a bad evil god struggling downwards, he was hung up——

Feeling the kindness of their loving father, the demons of Nurgle shed tears of emotion, and showed happy and cheerful smiles under their mouths and bellies.

In that universe, there are fewer disasters every day. Before eight of my colleagues were causing trouble, the Spirit Race would have no chance to completely escape from themselves.

The loving father checked his children and found that some of them were still dead, with their souls scattered.

Nurgle must have fallen asleep again and brewed a pot of soup again. If he jumped into it, would he be saved?

I really feel tired, how could the intense life suddenly become like that.

Although we Chelonite Ogryns look silly on the outside, our IQ is actually not inferior to humans, especially myself, Magnu, an Ogryn who is qualified to work as the Imperial Secretary, the Emperor. The commander's adjutant.

When Noolai said that word, he didn't even dare to doubt, would he really not have a suitable place to live?

"Not him yet, Noolai?" The imperial officer turned around and glanced at Noolai's badge, "Don't just stand there in a daze! Did he see that the people behind him were all blocked up? Slow down. Clear the air! If not, those officials will get on the first boat with the first group of refugees!"

As for titanium——

"Hao Mei, eight of the regent's personal guards have not rushed to the rear. It's time for you to set off. There's no point in staying out there as a civil servant."

"Old guy, what if you gave him a gun and went to the back line?"

Noolai quickly came to his senses and tried to stop thinking about the situation.

In this case, he cannot create a clone of the original body. It is not that there is no precedent. It is just that the cloned original body has subspace essence and is at least a small super soldier.

"But you didn't even have a representative when you came there. When the situation reached its most critical moment, we even called out other Homegents to support us."

When Tzeentch pinched people, a yawn finally came from the white wooden house built in the wild lowlands where Nurgle's Garden was located.

The god looked at Seventh Terra and said loudly: "And Tizka, he sees that I have done less bad things than he did before!"

Hee hee, so, I have no idea.

Even the veteran who wasn't wearing heavy power armor couldn't defeat Homegent.

People were cursing and pushing, but no one dared to do anything to Noole, who was wearing a government badge, because it was always seen that the patrolling imperial soldiers would really shoot and kill anyone who did not cause chaos.

However, in that endless white darkness, there was not at all a glimmer of hope. At least despite the empire's propaganda, our imperial army was still failing to regain the lost territory.

Nosail was also used as a transit point for residents advancing from the rear. Countless spaceships stayed there every day, and then fled with the frontline people.

Because when Nurgle was sleeping, there was no small pot boiling the most terrifying plague soup in the world forever.

"Those bastards, you should have thought of asking you to throw away all your things to make a comfortable living space for us. Before you were forced to leave your homeland, you would probably be sold to these industrial worlds and work as cattle and horses. Repeated work day after day will never take a day off. Although we can survive this way, what’s the point of living like this? "

Since those of us at that level have a clear understanding of the overall situation, we should just act obediently and follow the orders below. Regardless of life or death in the rear, at least I am still alive now.

The continuous replenishment of Primaris Space Marines has also greatly weakened the combat effectiveness of the Space Marines.

Even these monks of the state religion rushed to the rear and tried their best to prove that as long as Hao Mei always looked at the empire, the way to salvation would appear behind him. (titanium:???)

Morta Wai'an hid in front of his loving father's narrow and bloated back. Although it was not appropriate to think that way at this moment, Mota Wai'an looked at the skin on Nurgle's back and felt like laughing.

When running past the imperial officer, Noole noticed that the troops commanded by that officer were gradually replacing the original imperial army. It seemed that the imperial army that was first stationed in Nosail had not yet moved back to the rear. , that should be the first wave of imperial troops to come to support.

We are an imperial army that has inherited part of the legacy of the Sun Auxiliary Army. Compared with the orthodox army, the empire does not have enough resources to maintain the combat organization of the Sun Auxiliary Army.

The Primarchs conquered the world very slowly. By the time the webway of Seventh Terra reached the dark side of the Empire, the two adults must not have lost their own side of the world.

The greenskins have calculated that no matter how stupid he is, the paste in his head outside these green robes can bring him to the same high level of IQ, which is absolutely acceptable to Tzeentch.

Hao Meiqin sighed and looked at the regiment leader: "So you are going to wait for the little regent to react and continue to mobilize to support the troops, and then attack together?"

But at most outside the Emperor's regiment, we still try our best to maintain the combat organization and weaponry of the Solar Auxiliary.

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The box from a middle-aged woman's hand was violently snatched away and thrown under the platform to be destroyed. It looked like the middle-aged woman was a noble child, and she was resigned to the situation like these poor people.

A young man who was responsible for registering the roster, but was actually sent to the front line as a volunteer to maintain order, coughed and tried his best to ensure that the crowds would break the order of the queue. If so, the ship might still be waiting to arrive. If you fill it with people, you have to take off according to the regulations.

Behind the blue god's face rolled up more than seventy small human figures. He carefully examined and selected among them, and selected two.

Motawai'an has never forgotten his father's words from his brother's mouth to this day.

But we also hope that the number of bugs in reality will exceed our imagination. We must make sure that the traps we made cannot contain the number of bugs. It is not the human empire that will be devoured by it.

In front of me, the voice of Bai An has not been heard from the Well of Eternity for a long time. I think these powers are having fun playing with the insects. Let him see, the entire southern part of the empire has not turned into a mess. .

Dear father, wake up.

Before the parking was completed, I grabbed the two clones and threw them towards the dark side of the empire.

In the dark and confused hell, these demons did not know what our master was doing. They were just happy to hear the strange laughter that often came from outside the palace from the low tower to the bottom. Our master must have thought again What a little plan!

I'm sure Ryan won't have any regrets when he sees that scene. After all, that kind of plot is outside the special photo series, and those clones must be cleared up in the early stage.

So much so that Salish, who was still lying flat in the ring after a long time, crawled out!

Now we can only hope that the regent's battle plan can be reversed on time, even if he gets an order from the commander-in-chief.

It’s just that the latest and smallest pot was kicked over for unknown reasons, and the soup outside was poured on Nurgle’s back. In a daze, the skin on Nurgle’s back even became rougher. These stinky, rolled-out wounds Even the rotten flesh has no chance of healing.

That was not an obstacle, he found suitable knowledge that could be used to block the clones' minds.

The emperor shook his head and said: "Yes, it is that order. It's strange to say that the order you received is to ensure the evacuation of the population at all costs. Your enemy is the Tyranids. Is there any point in killing them? Make sure they take in enough biomass to effectively delay the retreat. Although you are also vague to these little people, why they paid so much attention to the population evacuation issue that time. It seems that it was the intervention of the little regent to save fewer people. People."

Obviously, Tzeentch has not yet realized that the fragments of Ashtas that he united with are always known to Scar, but things are always developing in the direction he hopes, which makes him very happy.

We, who retain the equipment of the Solar Auxiliary Army, are the only combat organization in the empire second only to the Homeachent Chapter, and we are considered so even 10,000 years later.

In this case, just continue to stay outside. Ah, a life of doing and thinking about everything is so slow and happy.

It’s better to find the Chaos Warmaster. This guy has not yet planned the so-called last White Dark Crusade. It is said that he will take advantage of this rare opportunity to give the human empire the lightest blow.

Because that star torch is as ordinary as the human star torch, it has very weak universality, and cannot even protect these Ada spirits who are playing hide and seek with them.

On the contrary, it lures the enemy to go deep and gather the insects, and then find a way to catch them all in one go, so that there is no chance of a comeback.

Although the war at the rear has not yet spread to this place, people always feel a light and imminent fate of destruction falling upon them. Is there anyone who is not in a bad mood?

"There are very few bad guys in the east. The Old Star Warrior Chapter was sent there. The actual strength of this Chapter is close to ten thousand. And in the west, although it is very respectful to say that, the eight fleets of the White Templar are here, and the regent must be If the villain can understand the entire army structure of the empire at this moment, he will definitely be able to mobilize troops to support it. "

Magnu understood very well. This is not the time when the backline needs support the most. What are we waiting for?

Bad! Then send the Demonic Army of Nurgle to the past to spread eternal stagnation and corruption!

It's like the Milky Way only has the human empire, the Zerg, and the forces of Chaos. How come the other races are not visible at all?

The Emperor walked slowly down the streets of Nosail, which was still under martial law, and gradually moved away from the evacuating crowd.

Come on, lie down, I don’t have much time anyway~

"Even he, Motawai'an, has no chance -"

The superior's scolding came from in front of me. Apparently, the recent weak work and pressure have not overwhelmed each of our nerves.

On Khorne's side, except for Kabanha who was working overtime to "cooperate" with the Chaos Warmaster to gather the army, the rest of Khorne's demonic army fought wherever they could, and very few of them went to fight with insects.

"Continue to hone in it. As long as it has not passed your trial, what it completes is the most beautiful soul."

"Noole! Let these untouchables throw all their things, as long as they live, there is no need to bring any luggage!"

When he thought of the alien god he was fighting with, who only looked at whether the original body had the essence of subspace, and tried his best to study what was going on, with a frown on his face, Tzeentch laughed sadly. Voice.

It doesn’t matter whether people are willing to eat the cake or not, but given the current situation, it seems that they can only do that.

Anyway, they don't have any goals that require the annihilation of the world on a certain day of a certain year, a certain month, and the Spiritual Race is not as involved as the Middle Ages next door.

If you are a devil who has not succeeded, you will not win.

I am afraid that the living environment is even more dangerous than the hive city, so at least we can give people a place to sleep. It may even be against the wall, but a single bed where they can't stretch their legs and legs.

Being able to send us there also means that the empire really has troops available. Almost all the remaining battle groups have been planned and their positions are bad, so there is really no time to spare.

Noolai could only try his best to shout into the loudspeaker of his watch, asking people to throw away these small pieces of luggage. There will be no guarantee of survival under the escape ship, and the empire will arrange a suitable residence for us.

Suitable accommodation?

It is basically possible to ensure that the empire's territory is not violated despite the complete offensive of insects.

There are also many libraries in Tzeentch's palace. It is said that all kinds of knowledge in the world are buried there, including people's memories, but even Tzeentch himself cannot read all those books.

The loving father is a homebody who hates giving speeches. He just accepts the gifts from his children and then happily ends the creation of the latest plague.

Although we can pass on various battle situation information, we can get a lot of responses. As for the support in the original battle plan, we don't even know when it will arrive.

At this moment, far away from the first planet in the Nephilim sector, known as Nosail, there are many Homeachent monks and imperial troops stationed under it.

Tzeentch speculated that the abilities of this golden, shining bastard were always combined with those of the Primarchs. The purpose of building the Webway on Seventh Terra was not to search for these Primarchs who had not returned to the dark side of the Empire.

"Well, it always seems like this." The emperor nodded and said: "So your goal is not to hold on to the gap period and ensure that the population cannot always be evacuated. By the way, you noticed that there was no new person who signed this order. The name of the low lord is Ryan Will. You need him to help you investigate and collect some information about the villain. Generally speaking, villains who are not so evil-minded are rare. First, it is to avoid me having nothing to do. It's a bad plan, such as using the evacuated people as bait. The seventh is that you are worried that I am really too indecisive and my evil will bring a greater threat to the empire. "

Hao Mei explained, as a front-line leader, I know very few secrets.

And giving the Eldar a little hope of survival and escaping from their own hands would make those big guys even more delicious.

"But the little regent may be able to do something. After all, it took a long time for the home world of the Ultramarines to break free from the threat of demons."

Wrong, he was so optimistic that he forgot what he had done with the pot of soup that had been kicked over outside his dream. He only remembered that in a certain direction of the human empire, a brand new star torch that he had never seen before lit up.

As the little fool in the entire Warhammer universe, the wisdom contained in his head is beyond even his own imagination. If it fully explodes, it will not have much power (or program effect).