In Warhammer, I am Ultraman Noah

"Good opportunity, Kamo, we will definitely catch that guy this time!"

Ryan clenched his fists and became a little excited. This time they eliminated the flesh-eating flies so fast that the manipulator behind the scenes could hardly react.

He gave up on locking on the remaining flesh-eating flies and just built a telekinesis field around the Musketeers. Only when any flesh-eating flies flew by would they be marked.

This saves a lot of energy and focuses on looking for the source of power to control these flesh-eating flies in all directions.

Kamo even shouted, telling his guards not to be stunned by the enemy's stagnation. According to the plan, they divided into two groups and took turns shooting, and soon wiped out all the flesh-eating flies that were stagnant in mid-air.

The moment the last flesh-eating fly was hit by the projectile, Ryan burst out, contracting all his mental power and sweeping around.

He moved very fast. Even though he was in a roadless forest, he showed no signs of slowing down. Instead, he used the trees to climb up and moved his entire body to an altitude of more than ten meters.

"Henshin! (Transformation)!"

Huge light burst out again, and even these lights began to have temperature, burning everything that was illuminated.

The circle of change was operating at full power, and the Evolution Truster on the chest disappeared silently, and was replaced by the Philosopher's Stone that was about to emerge.

Ryan even saw that his skin was covered in pitch black, and the golden armor began to grow. He could feel that there were sharp objects piercing the skin of his skull and growing, and a hazy red vision spread from his eye sockets, becoming The body is almost complete.

However, the next moment, the circle of transformation stopped, and those instantaneous changes began to reverse. It seemed that he had not yet mastered the ability to completely transform. He could only transform easily in a dream or with the blessing of the Black God.

Ryan quickly recovered from his disappointment, but this brief period of transformation was enough.

His knight's vision has captured the traces of the psyker controlling the flesh-eating flies. The muscles that have not completely subsided are tense, stepping on the barrier built by his mind, and turning straight to the target like a cannonball.

"Haha, you run really fast, but this time I will fly to find you and see where you run!"

"Damn it, you can fly too, and you still have bird wings. Damn it. You met a psyker corrupted by Chaos so quickly. Just don't let me have a big demon coming from the subspace."

"Kamo, let everyone stay under the light of the light that has not been extinguished, and don't come near me. Unless you see me in person, don't come out!"

Ryan finished his roar quickly, and his body collided directly with the old guy who was fluttering a pair of wings that looked like they had just grown out and were still a little wet.

Since this guy has been corrupted by Chaos, it's better not to let ordinary people see this scene for the time being.

Ryan lifted the man's neck, and there was a struggle in his hands.

He looked carefully and saw that the man's protruding mouth seemed to be mutating into a bird's beak. His eyes were cloudy and he had already lost his vision.

Many indistinct words roared out from that muddy throat. Fortunately, Ryan's hearing was clear enough and he could barely recognize some information:

"Gujiguji~ You shouldn't choose flies. They stink and are not smart."

"Those locusts should be made into new toys."

"Stop arguing. The Demon Lord invaded a corner of the Plague Garden that time. All the things he brought back were studied by the high-level demons. All that was left to us were these flies."

"Let's retreat first. Let's retreat first. Nurgle's aura has entered this world, and even Nurgle himself doesn't know it. We have to go back and report to our superiors. Let's all use our brains to come up with a big plan!"

"Yes, think of a big plan!"

When Ryan heard that these Tzeentch demons were about to run away, he hurriedly shouted:

"Hey, don't run away, let's talk!"

Ryan shook the half-dead psyker's body and confirmed that the demons had left. When the mutated limbs could actually retract, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

There are two big guys in gold and silver in his mind, and he is still looking forward to the wonderful scene of directly projecting the sight of the Emperor and Noah into the Well of Eternity and the palace of Tzeentch through these Tzeentch demons.

Unfortunately, it seems that Tzeentch does not want these things to happen.

However, through the conversation between those Tzeentch demons just now, Ryan has determined the timeline of the Warhammer world he is in.

Yes, this moment is the eve of the return of the Dark Angels of the First Legion and Warmaster of the Second Empire (crossed out) Ryan.

In the year 999 of the 41st millennium, Roboute Guilliman, the primarch of the Thirteenth Legion Ultramarines, awakened and experienced two major events: the Dark Side of the Empire and the Plague War. Both events have official Chinese books. After the release, Comrade Guilliman, the great imperial regent, realized that his father was no longer a human being (referring to the little girl who possessed him and became a living saint). Those complicated and complicated thoughts and various concepts stitched together, the man on the golden throne was That being pushed toward the status of a god rather than a fully human being.

Now with the victory of the Indomitable Crusade and the recovery of the empire's territory, it seems that victory has become within reach for the empire, and the revival of mankind is tomorrow.

Then the writers prepared the next boss, the Great Devourer, the Tyranids.

Before the current timeline, three hive fleets had been destroyed in the galaxy.

They are Leviathan, Behemoth and Kraken. They are all the names of legendary monsters that were familiar to the people of ancient Terra.

After the fourth Hive Fleet, Kronos, entered the galaxy, some wonderful accidents happened, and the bugs and Chaos started to drive each other.

Theoretically speaking, Chaos wants a person's soul to be corrupted, and bugs want a person's body to be turned into biomass and absorbed.

It should be a wonderful thing to separate the dry and wet garbage and sort the garbage.

Moreover, Chaos Demons are essentially energy creatures and do not have the biomass Tyranids need.

The Tyranid's projection in the Warp is a shadow, almost soulless, with no part of it that Chaos can corrupt and corrupt.

Chaos and bugs are simply the best combination for garbage cleaning in this universe!

But the problem is that neither party wants to share the table with others when they are cooking, and they start fighting.

But even so, what happened in the galaxy must have attracted the attention of the Great Devourer. All the currently destroyed hive fleets are just a drop in the bucket for the complete Tyranids.

The insect swarm has always been a background in past story backgrounds, just like Diao Chan who is always on the way, or may be at war with a more powerful and dangerous force (this is doubtful), in short, it just can't be freed. Destroy this little galaxy.

Now they no longer hesitate, have been liberated by the screenwriters, and begin to rush towards the galaxy.

And it is very likely that Ryan will catch up.

Damn it, could this remote feudal planet be the first frontline to face the Great Devourer in the outer reaches of the galaxy?

Ryan pinched his face. He couldn't get excited or nervous. This was still something uncertain.

After all, they have to sell chess pieces. As the protagonist of this world view, the Human Empire will never be taken lightly.

As Ryan thought about it, the psyker in front of him had barely returned to his human form, except that the bulge on his mouth would not be able to go back for a while. It was probably because his bones had deformed.

If this skull is cut out, it is no longer a standard human skull.

"No, it's impossible. I've obviously prayed for the ability to make my monsters immune to magic. There's no way you can kill all the monsters so quickly!"

The blind old man slowly tried to get up, but his body was too fragile and he could only half-prop himself up and roar to vent his anger and despair.

Ryan was a little helpless, but he didn't explain the musket to him.

This Chaos believer is completely hopeless. If he remains in the world, he may serve as a channel for Tzeentch demons to descend into the real world. Let him die with doubts.

Ryan took off his musket from his back and held it against the back of the old man's head.

"Is there anything else you want to say before you die? For example, who ordered your name?"

Ryan didn't expect to get an answer, he just asked out of curiosity. He had already put his finger on the trigger and was about to press his finger when he heard a voice coming from this man's mouth:

"Barry Mandala, I am Barley Mandala. You are Ryan Weir, right! You are strong, but you will never be able to defeat that Titan. That Titan is called the Power of Guardian. It can The giant machine that shields the protective magic. Only the abominable Anark and Gorgart are qualified to use it, but the abominable Anark usurped Gorgart's driving rights and expelled me who knew about it. Now I am dead. It's retribution for the people of the Weir family, but if Turin wants to resist Mandala, it is absolutely impossible for mortals to kill me, sooner or later they will come to fight. Like me, we met in the kingdom of the dead!”

Bang!

Ryan memorized all the sounds from the old man's mouth and pulled the trigger.

"Oh, there is no kingdom of the dead in this world. But if I must say it, the Emperor seems to have a cursed legion (Emperor: No cue, it has not been clearly proven that it is related to me)."

The pellet shot at close range pierced the skull of the man who called himself Bali Mandala and took away his pitiful life.

Maybe this magician has suffered a lot of unfairness and unfortunate fate in life in the past, but now at least he is free. Well, maybe the soul was taken away by those Tzeentch demons and played with it somewhere where Ryan couldn't see it.

Ryan reached out and held it in front of him, and the Evolution Truster emerged, shining with joy.

"You don't want me to transform. The frequency of flashing every time has to catch up with the transformation circle. It's so annoying."

Ryan complained helplessly, pulled out the Evolution Truster, and as before, spread a ray of light, covering Barry's body, completely decomposing it.

"Well, it's time to go back to Second Terra. Something wrong must be happening in the Mandala Principality."

Ryan was sorting out the information he had just received. He had to meet with Gaugart in person to find out what happened.

This Bali Mandala claims that Gorgart and the current Grand Duke Anak are both qualified to pilot another Titan Guardian. But Gaugart seemed to be completely unaware of this matter. This lord with a gentle personality and a slightly dull performance may not be unintelligent in his heart, but his personality can only be a conservative king. For the safety of the territory, Don't get involved in the secrets of the past.

"Kamo, take roll call and gather on the spot. We will rush back to Second Terra directly!"

Ryan quickly ran back to the camp. At that time, the light of the change ring spreading on the trees had just extinguished. Everyone knew that the danger had subsided, but they didn't know why Ryan suddenly issued this order.

But they just obeyed Ryan's orders and rushed back to Second Terra by night.

Kamo followed closely on the outside of the middle of the team, checking people's movements from time to time.

He could have a premonition that Ryan must have killed the magician who controlled the insects to infest Second Terra, and got some information.

Under the same starry night, the capital of the Mandala Principality and the Flower Castle are located far away.

The day before, Gant arrived at the Grand Duke's palace with gifts for the Grand Duke.

Val Mandala, the Grand Duke's bodyguard personally carried the sedan and led the Grand Duke and the princes into the land-moving ship pushed by slaves.

Gong En Hallet and Knight Mantis and others had also left the ship early and were placed in the flower castle to rest, without even being able to see the Grand Duke.

"Father, if you drink this bowl of soup, your life will be extended, and the Mandala family will continue to have the ability to activate the power of guardianship."

The eldest son of the Grand Duke, Burne Mandala respectfully opened the curtain of the sedan chair, revealing the full appearance of Grand Duke Anak Mandala.

Except for Bourne, everyone, including Val's personal guards, lowered their heads. No one dared to look at what the scene was like sitting in the sedan.

Only with Bourne's respectful tone, he raised his head and looked at the stooped dwarf old man huddled in the sedan with disgust.

Anak Archduke was ill and even lost the ability to think that a rational human being should have.

But even so, the Grand Duke was still unwilling to hand over power to his children. He made various stupid policies frequently, and even the servants who served the Grand Duke himself were often beaten and killed.

This grand duke, who was extremely glorious in the first half of his life, could not tolerate being known in such a manner in the second half of his life, so he lived in seclusion. On the contrary, he created a city that made other lords and nobles even more afraid.

However, the consequence of this is that the person who issued the order openly became Bourne.

Unwilling to be his father's puppet, Bourne began to try to twist his father's orders, and then changed the orders again and again, and even issued orders himself in the name of the Grand Duke!

Until now, Bourne finally controlled most of the power of the Mandala Principality.

Next, as long as he can get control of the Guardian Titan, Bourne can kick out this old guy and take over the throne himself.

However, the power of guardianship has so-called biological authentication, and the process of selecting knights has a time limit. There is no way to change knights at other times.

Therefore, Bourne must let his father live until the end of this year to legally inherit the control of the guardianship to himself.

If we wait for the next titan knight of Mandala Principality to awaken, we will have to wait another twenty years.

So Ammons Hallett, the lord of the Gant Territory, was bribed by him and promised to tear down the Will family's glorious canopy and repair the Hallet family's Titan Earth Thunder after getting the Titan this year.

The Gant leader then sent a ship to the southern border and secretly brought back the walking corpses that could resurrect the dead.

The reason why Byrne is confident that Anark, who turned into a zombie, can pass the Titan's biological certification is because when the Southern Territory was destroyed, there were records at that time that a Southern Territory lord who was infected with the plague passed the test even though he did not become a knight. Their family's Titan certification entered the cockpit.

Bourne's dead soldiers entered the cabin, killed the walking corpses, and boiled the thick and rotten flesh into soup.

Soon after, Byrne changed into a pair of heavy protective clothing.

Their people have verified that as long as these corruptions do not enter the wound or are bitten by the zombies, they will not be infected.

He carried the pot of soup to the sedan chair.