Warhammer 40K! The Queen of Glory for Hammer Guys

"...Huh? I remember Brother Big E, your company is not short of people, right? Why did you suddenly come to recruit us?"

Liang Feifan was the first to be startled and almost jumped up from the sofa.

"Although I am very excited, my major is not relevant to your company. Big E, when you recruit me, are you really not recruiting Mi Chong? Even though I don't mind, I don't want to do my current job for a long time."

A certain divine choice who had been tortured to the point of mental and physical exhaustion by his job spoke calmly.

"Big E, what... do you mean? I'm a little scared that you are suddenly so generous - to be fair, your treatment is on the Internet, as long as others confirm that these benefits are genuine and will not send people to Southeast Asia, In just half a day, you can get at least a hundred resumes from people who are much better than our NB counterparts in terms of degrees or abilities.”

Although he was playing with Krieg chess pieces, the Lich Lord was actually very cautious and looked dazed.

"I'm happy to change my job. Anyway, my current job is a random job with a low salary and remuneration. It's just Big E that you suddenly made this request. Does it have anything to do with the 40K universe?"

A certain Jiejing also felt that he could change his job, but he always felt that Brother E had some extra ideas.

After hearing Big E's request to his group of people, the hammer guys were silent for a few seconds, and then they all started chirping - after Big E handed them the contract and other things and let the hammer guys read it for themselves, The hammer guys were chirping even louder - there was no problem with the contract, and there was no problem with the other documents. Big E just wanted to recruit them with a job that offered high wages and benefits but was idle! To be fair, if it were someone who didn't know Big E well, he might have already vowed to coexist and die with Big E's company, but what about the hammer guys...?

"Big E, just tell the truth. What happened to your hometown when you suddenly said that? My hands are shaking now. Let me kick the boss away immediately and sign a contract with you. But it's your thing Everyone understands that there must be a price for taking it - tell me the price clearly, so that I can sign with peace of mind. "

Even though everyone knows this

The expenditure for Big E is just a drop in the bucket for Big E. The hammer guys are still very convinced that Big E will not change some of his nature. There must be something hidden behind such good treatment - something that is super beneficial to Big E. . Although the Hammers and Big E have already become friends, without knowing the specific origin of Big E's sudden recruitment of them, they are really...

I don’t dare to eat this pie!

"Yes, because of your great activity before, now I can more easily and conveniently interfere with the universe where I was born. This also allows me to do some things more flexibly - it is difficult to understand in words, I will show you look."

With that said, Big E picked up a remote control and pressed the red button on it in a certain direction. About thirty seconds later, a robot that looked like the aesthetic style of the 40K Human Empire was holding a screen. Before the hammer guys could ask what the use of this thing was, Big E pressed another button on the remote control. In an instant, RPG-like task assignment sentences began to appear on the screen. In less than five seconds, Within seconds, the screen was filled with words. Group six ⑨ four ⑨ three ⑥ one ③ five

"Ah this? Mission release robot?"

The Lich Lord stretched out his hand and touched the robot. It felt normal and made of metal.

"Big E, have you started using external means to analyze prayers? You have also made something similar to a task release board? Is there really anything wrong with this thing? Wait! This is not a person's prayer, is it?"

After Liang Feifan read a few sentences displayed on the screen, he suddenly realized that the subject of these sentences did not seem to be the same person?

"Liang Feifan, you read that right. These are indeed prayers from several different people. Big E, did you receive so many prayers at the same time? No, Big E, has your receiving ability become so good? The desperate prayer you promised Woolen cloth?"

Abathur took out the manual and started flipping through it. He looked at the manual for a while, then looked up, trying to determine which one had the problem. Of course, he also knew that the right to explain this matter belongs to Big E, so there is a possibility that both of them are fine... ....big?

Seeing several different prayer phrases that obviously came from different people popping up on the screen, the hammer guys were once again collectively confused - according to the manual given to them by Big E at the beginning, 40K's It is extremely difficult for the universe to use desperate prayers to make Big E sense it. The scattered restrictions basically mean that 99.9999% of the warriors’ dying roars that do not comply with the prayer rules can only dissipate in the darkness of 40K. universe, however, what Big E shows them now seems like the rules have changed...

"After you successfully defeated the servants of the Four Gods of Chaos once, and even left a profound impact on Nurgle, because of their retreat, my power has been further strengthened - the rules of desperate prayer that I can receive There has been no change at the moment, but now I can pick out voices from the torrent of subspace that I could not respond to before, and try to establish connections with these voices - even, when I am sure that something must happen, I can I can take the initiative to touch that time and place and try to hear their voices. Of course, I can’t touch the main event yet.”

"In other words, to a certain extent, Big E, you can no longer passively wait for prayers to come to your door, but can actively intervene? No wonder you want us to work in your company..."

The political commissar sister who was the first to understand Big E's current situation took a slight breath, and at the same time, she roughly understood the reason why Big E suddenly asked them if they were willing to go to the company under his name to hang up and become rice bugs in reality - it is true that , Hammer guys travel to the 40K world and come back in a blink of an eye in reality, and it does not consume much physical energy. However, if you want to create the perfect solution there, the mental loss caused by using your brain and arranging tactics is still a real thing. Therefore, after returning from the 40K world these few times, the hammer guys have chosen to find a way to take a short rest for two or three days to refresh their spirits and calm their excited nerves after experiencing surreal battles - assuming that such a mission If it's a continuous rotation...

Well, the political commissar sister is sure that with the mental endurance of an ordinary person, even if she is not on vacation of unknown meaning for more than half of a month, that is to say, if she wants to have the best of both worlds, ensure her real income and ensure that she can intervene In the 40K universe, being affiliated with Big E Company is indeed the best solution...

"It can be said that I have made a presumptuous request to you that will interfere with your real life. I hope to answer these prayers as much as possible, and as much as possible, answer the prayers of these loyal warriors of the empire before they leave my perception. The final wish - at the same time, let more warriors return to my throne..."

After saying this, Brother E, who looked a little tired, looked around at the hammer guys again.

"Friends, do you think...?"

Volume: Interlude: The Expanded Hammer Group

1. The Time of the Ancient Sage—Origin

Lich Zhang used a ruler to measure the distance between the chess pieces placed on his table and his opponent's chess pieces. After determining his next move, he gently bumped several dice in his hand, and then flipped his wrist. , causing these things to spin on the table. When the dice finally stopped, Lich Zhang sighed regretfully.

“Points are a bit underwhelming—unless your points are underwhelming too.

, otherwise I will be cleared of most of the table next round. "

"No one can know the outcome before the chess game is decided."

Big E stood on the opposite side of the table, released his fist and let the dice roll down in his hand. When the first few dice stopped spinning, Lich Zhang helplessly shrugged his shoulders.

"Okay, now that the game has been decided - it would be a good outcome if I could keep a third of the units on the table next turn - to be honest, I kind of want to just vote."

"But you will choose to keep playing, right?"

After confirming the result of his dice roll, Big E did not perform the actions on the table. Instead, he picked up the ice coke at hand and started showing off with a big gulp, understanding that this person who was just a legend in a story to him before There was an implication that the 40K Lord of the Human Empire existed, and the Lich spread his hands.

"To overturn the decided chess game, you really need to use an extra move - such as a lead-filled dice or something - I will follow their custom and call you Big E. Just open the skylight and speak frankly - you go around the circle to find me. , let me know your little secret, what kind of help do you need from me?"

When he said this, Lich Zhangdu still felt that the matter was a little unreal - how pitiful he was, at first he only heard in the circle that there was a super rich man who mainly played the empire and wanted to play the game of the HH era. , named the opponent and hoped that the opponent would be the Emperor's Son Group, and also offered to cover round trip expenses, food and accommodation, and if he had a good time, he would also be given extra compensation - in line with this matter, it was possible to get a little help from several hands. Something was passed on by Mr. Hammer, and if it was a scam, it would be too unclear. Therefore, after careful consideration, Lich Zhang brought his loyal emperor son from the HH era with him and came to this boss to give him a message. He found the club address and successfully met this boss, whose appearance was a bit unremarkable on the surface, but if you look closely, you will find that he has an obvious sense of Middle Eastern descent - well, he thought he was just from the Middle East at first. The boss of a mixed-race tycoon.

Now?

After personally entering the bridge and experiencing the phenomenon of the chess pieces transforming into living beings, Lich Zhang just wanted to say hehehehe——Big boss? This Ta Meow is a giant!

"I want to guide one's soul back to the Golden Throne."

Putting the half-dazzled Coke back on the shelf at hand, Big E directly expressed his request.

"The person...the soul you want to guide is an Emperor's loyalist?"

After thinking for a while, Lich Zhang roughly connected the causes and consequences of these things - the information he learned from the political commissar sister and the hammer guys who had been following Big E for a long time had allowed him to deduce that Big E Although they can use themselves as a medium, they, who can be called the "upper narrative" of the 40K universe, guide the chess pieces in the real world to join one game after another in the 40K world, allowing new chess games to appear in the already decided games. Variety. However, due to a series of reasons that they do not need to know clearly, certain battle situations they can enter must also follow certain rules - obviously, this time Big E recruits people by name, this time he wants to The incident is probably related to the Emperor's Children.

"That's right, the location is on Isvaan San."

Big E first asked Lich Zhang to look at all the Emperor's Children chess pieces he had brought for a while, and thought about how these units, even if they were E's God's Choice, could compete with Istvaan San's wave of Astartes. For IG, the Dreadnought lasted for a long time when Leman Russ charged on the battlefield. But the next moment, when he saw a Dreadnought among the special role units he brought, his mind suddenly became enlightened.

"The ancient sage, Rilanor?"

"yes."

"When he tried to kill Fulgrim with the virus bomb in your name and the final glory of the Imperial Truth and the Emperor's Children, you failed to lead his soul to the Golden Throne?"

The details of the story of Time of the Ancients flashed through Lich Zhang's mind, and this hammer guy who was quite famous in the hammer circle turned his attention to Big E. Big E nodded slightly and admitted Lich Zhang's guess.

"I couldn't do it at that time, but now I can. So, I want to make a new move on this small chessboard."

————————————Big E’s villa——————————————————

"Lich Zhang, you were actually tied onto the ship by Brother Big E. Tsk tsk - Big E is a pirate ship. It's hard to get on, and it's even harder to get off. I think sooner or later you will have to work overtime for a month and half a year with us. Living life as a high lord."

In Big E's super-large villa, Liang Feifan, who has confidently decided to work here in the future, is sorting out what he is currently eating - a table full of Warhammer chess pieces, while talking to Lich, who has just arrived and is looking up and down in this mansion. Zhang Chattian - Hearing the ridicule in Liang Feifan's words, Lich Zhang, who had just put his military box on the shelf, couldn't help but laugh.

"Don't say it, the salary offered by Big E is really scary. It's not even based on the real world but the world over there - for us, we will hardly lose time when entering and exiting the 40K world, right? If you work hard, Is it possible to empty Big E’s wallet instantly?”

"That would be exhausting - or in other words, the body is alive but the spirit is gone - and the prerequisite for this theory to be established is that Big E sends out hundreds of signals a day and hopes that we will deal with it, but look at it now... ?

"

Liang Feifan pointed at the task release tool robot that was currently displayed in the most conspicuous place in the hall by Big E. A few messages on it were being illuminated and extinguished, and among them was information related to the ancient warrior Rilano. The brightest.

“It’s very comfortable to make half a year’s worth of money in a month, not to mention that I can also buy a lot of exquisite or out-of-print stuff. If I hadn’t really been unable to let go of what I have, I would have shamelessly asked Big E to sign it. Forget about the contract—I don’t know if Big E will accept me.”

After thinking about it for a while, Lich Zhang, who felt that what Liang Feifan said was reasonable, did not continue to complain about the wages of the hammer guys. After casually finding a sofa and throwing himself in, he turned his head and looked at Big E's villa more carefully. The room was decorated—a few seconds later, Lich Zhang rearranged his head, and a hint of subtlety flashed across his face.

"I thought that based on his aesthetics, the room should be filled with gold elements."

"To be honest, there are already a lot of golden elements here, and you can even see a bunch of decorations with unknown meanings - just to tell a joke, when I first met Big E, I thought his villa was quite tacky, but now my aesthetic Already tragically merged with Big E.”

Liang Feifan pointed at some things on the wall that, based on his experience, he really didn't know if they could be called works of art. His expression was 'sad' - he still remembered himself back then, but he probably is now. Only the real fragrance is left, right?

"Come on, we who play Warhammer, every aesthetic has been washed away by GW - Big E's aesthetic here is once again an upstart, so it's not a big problem."

"Is it really okay for you to complain about Big E like this? After all, he can be regarded as the sponsor - forget about complaining about Big E, let's go back to the beginning, Lich Zhang, why did you get on the boat so decisively? ?”

"me......"

A somewhat cruel smile appeared on the Lich's face.

"Because, I am very interested in punching Fulgen in 40K in the face - very interested. Before, I would only think about it in my head and enjoy myself. Now that I have such an opportunity, what do you think about me? Will you catch it?"

————————————40K dividing line————————————————————————

This world has long since died, dying of the most despicable and shameless betrayal.

This world has long been forgotten, sleeping at the end of time and history.

Although this world is still floating in the material world, its existence has also been integrated into illusion.

For more than 99.9% of ordinary beings in this galaxy, the name Istvan San will not even appear in their knowledge - a small number of people are qualified to understand the absolute battle between The existence of the place where the prelude to the tragedy kicked off, and there is no way to understand the details of the last few hours of the war in this world - the order of Horus the Great Rebellion not only swallowed up the loyalists of various rebel legions, but also had a metaphysical significance. It has devoured Istvaanzo's destiny - so much so that most of the knowledge about this world now is actually at the level of 'rumors'. Even those forces whose mission is to collect knowledge cannot guarantee it. What they record is reliable and true.

However, there are always some people - or things - who know more, understand more, and sink in more - or in other words, they themselves are the secrets of Istvan San, and their shadows have always been They all linger on this planet that in some sense no longer exists, and have not dispersed...

"ha......"

In his luxurious, decadent and depraved palace filled with madness, he didn't know how long he had been in darkness because there was no concept of time in the subspace. Suddenly, on a whim, the demonic primarch Fulgrim suddenly thought of something, and he happened to be surrounded by those who were about to fight with him not long ago. He cut open the things he was happy with and used their bodies as containers. After taking a swig of flesh and blood and soul, he slowly swayed his beating demonic body, which was covered with jewels, silks, and other precious things. The snake's tail, showing brilliant flowing colors under the fire, slid into a room used to house his collection - in this huge room, the fallen Primarch of the Emperor's Children collected from reality or the warp. Countless horrific collections that he could find 'interesting' were placed here. These collections were filled with an aura that even the other three messengers of the Chaos God would find blasphemous when they witnessed them. However, the Lord of the Third Legion did not It's as sweet as glutinous rice.

"Let me see...um--"

With a gesture that was so elegant that it could make a normal person feel so psychologically uncomfortable that he or she might faint on the spot, he accurately swam through the tiny slits of these exhibits. Fulgen finally came to the source of his whim—several paintings made by himself with precious Paintings made by hand, recording some things on Istvaan III - although these paintings were made by Fulgrim himself, and Fulgrim has appreciated them again and again, however, every time he has a whim, he appreciates these things. In any case, Fulgrim can always get some extra 'enlightenment'.

"Ah... It seems that it is indeed time to see him - what kind of ultimate can he provide me? A simple fight? Or use words to try to ignite my anger? Or give me My surprise?”

After capturing some inspiration from the vast ocean from these paintings, the fallen Phoenix happily widened his already dehumanized eyes and let out a burst of emotions.

The meaningless and ups and downs of the screams - the dark palace trembled slightly in the mental fluctuations of this monster who was already willing to be swallowed by desire. The chaotic road leading to Istvan San seemed to be pushed in front of Fulgrim. Carpets generally appear slowly.

"My dear, I think it's best for you not to leave the realm of the great Prince of Darkness rashly now."

Just after Fulgrim made a series of blasphemous and disgusting actions, and shaped his appearance as much as possible in order to give his descendant who had persisted in reality for thousands of years a big surprise, there was A very familiar voice came to his ears - without looking back, Fulgrim knew that the speaker was the Slaanesh Demon with whom he had been best friends some time ago - of course, he had no interest in it now.

"oh?"

The Lord of Chemos twisted his body in a strange gesture, turned his gaze behind him, and paused the movement of walking out of his palace - he was curious as to why a great demon of Slaanesh actually told him not to leave rashly. The realm of Slaanesh? Doesn’t it know that a lot of happiness must be found in reality?

"The chaos of the subspace seems to be being rewritten. Some changes in things have even affected the natural reality. The god Slaanesh is..."

However, before the great demon finished speaking, Fulgen, who felt that this matter had nothing to do with him going out to have fun, turned into a supernatural purple mist and disappeared into his palace - he had no idea , the time period of the real universe that he is running towards, outside the subspace, a certain existence has set his sights on his destination Istvan San——

To the place held by an old warrior who had been waiting for an opportunity for thousands of years.

2. The time of the ancient sages - the fallen

Magnus sat on his throne, countless crystal fragments and silver lines invisible to mortals flashed in his one-eye eyes filled with the great power of the vast ocean, revealing to him the secrets of reality and subspace. Knowledge or lies were whispered in his ears - after the broken Red King sold himself out and became a member of Tzeentch's army, Prospero's supreme wizard had almost no use for mortals. way to observe the Milky Way - of course, the demonic master of Tzeentch, who has been immersed in the chaotic torrent of the supreme sky all year round, does not need the weak senses of mortals. Who would be addicted to the material world with such convenient power as spiritual energy? s method?

".......Strange."

After randomly plucking the nine strings of destiny, causing the crystal fragments of destiny that resonated with them to jingle, Magnus, who suddenly sensed something, reached out his hand in confusion and pulled one of the strings. Go in front of yourself, carefully look at every key time node of the real universe linked by this thread, and peek at every piece of destiny crystal fragment hanging on these nodes - the endless fog is in the master of the Wizard Star. It rose up in front of him, but was quickly pushed aside like a thin veil by the Crimson King with powerful force or exquisite techniques. When the vast tide covering this thread finally receded briefly due to the power of the Supreme Wizard, with the help of With the power gathered from the nine-layered silver tower, Magnus finally saw the broken illusion revealed by this thread through his one eye.

"The future is deflecting and fate is bifurcating, but why do those bifurcated destinies remain motionless as if they are firmly anchored? Even the great beings in the vast ocean may not be able to do such a thing!"

Although the wave of chaos soon dragged the Crimson King to the line of fate in front of his eyes, it even forced the Crimson King to let go and let the line of fate return to the chaotic ocean of turmoil. However, Magnus, who had caught some clues, felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart - as the demon primarch under Tzeentch, Magnus had already known that his master seemed to have glimpsed some of the flows of the High Heaven. The changing intelligence predicts that some exciting changes are taking place in this sea of ​​energy - because of the natural code of conduct of the Tzeentch faction, the Cyclops has not been able to grasp more specific things before, and it is impossible to know his own. The master is planning something, and now, Magnus is convinced that he has captured the most critical crystals.

only......

"????"

Before the Crimson King could store the things contained in these crystals into his library so that he could study them in the future, something more worthy of his attention appeared in front of him - for no reason, the Sea of ​​Chaos The storm suddenly appeared, nine hundred and ninety-nine multiplied by nine hundred and ninety-nine - perhaps more new threads of destiny roughly connected the past and the future, and endless fragmented illusions colluded with each other, allowing new things that had never appeared before. The smooth road stretches through the warp, inviting the Supreme Sorcerer to step into it.

"Um......."

Although it is clear that the end points of these smooth roads will most likely lead to irreversible miserable endings, Magnus knows very well that the path of change itself means the uncertainty of the ending. Every path of destiny can be pointed out for him. A new possibility that helps or hinders one's plans. So, driven by certain emotions that had been lingering on him since his birth, the Crimson King opened his mouth and loudly spit out a series of words that were obscure and difficult to understand and even did not belong to the mortal world - very quickly Quickly, the vague information that could be extracted from several unpredictable roads turned into burning blue flames, rising and falling in front of the Supreme Wizard,

Runes that could not be understood by ordinary people floated out of the fire and appeared in front of Magnus's one eye. The crystal gems continued to break, and the wind of fate blew crazily around Magnus. six ⑨ four ⑨ three ⑥ one ③ five

"Fulgrim? Interesting."

The broken illusion of the brother who he had originally believed could not be predicted at all, and who had long since given up prophecy, was jumping in the fire of prophecy. Moreover, hundreds of fates are extremely incredible, starting from one's own brother, pointing to the possibility of exponential changes. After a moment of thought, Magnus made a decision.

It would be a shame not to respond to this invitation of destiny and find the knowledge hidden behind these changes!

——————————————The dividing line of Istvan San——————————————————

Fulgrim slowly stretched out his snake-shaped body, lightly entangled with a metal beam that was melted by high temperature and then shaped into a weird shape due to cooling. He slightly tilted his gorgeous silver hair, seemingly It was perfect, but it also showed a supernaturally twisted head because it was too perfect. With a pair of eyes filled with the cruelest poison from the demonic realm of Slaanesh, it looked with regret that it had just been hit by a virus bomb. The Place of Devouring - Although the ancient sage Rilanor's sacrifice trap successfully tore his physical form apart, for the Daemon Primarch, matter is the shell and the soul is the core.

"Ah... I haven't even fully tasted every ounce of pleasure my lovely heir has brought to me - especially the one where he 'righteously' rejected me and detonated a viral bomb, but The emotion I felt at the moment I was suppressed by your people, my brother - can you tell me with your amazing knowledge, what I felt at that time, I was really - really good? I want to experience that kind of emotion again!”

Fulgen, who was thinking hard about the various experiences he had just experienced, had used his senses, which were millions of times more sensitive than ordinary people, to sense subtle fluctuations in the nearby space, while using his multiple arms to make a series of large movements. In a move that some Chaos Astartes would find blasphemous, they twisted their heads in a weird way and kept spitting out something that was more like a snake letter than a tongue in a certain direction - rich smoke. The aroma spread in the underground city along with Fulgrim's series of disgusting actions. The lavender mist of Slaanesh gently pushed the air in the passage that had been stagnant for thousands of years, slowly entangling into the air. Somewhere in the area - there, the nine fragments are forming a rough but long-lasting symbol in a 'proper' way, which makes the figure of the Supreme Sorcerer full of psychic anger appear majestic.

"The answer to your question is shame, an obscene python, something you have thrown away for countless thousands of years - sorry brother, although I want to give you a 'better' title, but with my knowledge It’s also hard to find a simple word that accurately describes your current situation.”

Holding the weapon in his hand, he looked his former brother up and down with a scrutinizing gaze. After carefully observing the blasphemous gifts of Slaanesh on him for a while, even though Magnus had already abandoned all mortal things and succumbed to Tzeentch, he sat down. The demon prince who had caught Tzeentch couldn't help but feel a physiological reaction that only a mortal would have - it is true that the knowledge in the vast ocean is endless, and it does include the knowledge that his brother 'found' using this method. However, This knowledge, Magnus only wanted to express...

"vomit--------!!"

"Red Lord - I'm sorry, maybe it's better to call you Red Ogryn? Although I rarely move around in reality? But I still remember those stupid big men. In the process of training them to become qualified soldiers, They always feel that they have mastered a lot of useful knowledge, and will arbitrarily use their 'mastered' knowledge to fight, for example, violently smashing a box of grenades into the enemy's position - think about what you have done , Magnus, are you exactly the same as them? You always thought you were using knowledge to fight, but are you actually treating knowledge like bricks and throwing them around without any sense of beauty?"

Being verbally humiliated by Magnus, not only did Fulgrim not feel angry, but he started a very interesting trash-talking exchange with his traitorous brother who had not seen him for thousands of years in the real universe, and he had a pleasant experience. Of course, although the concept of 'insult' is also involved in the knowledge, in fact he is a nerd, and in most cases he can only copy the words mechanically. How can Magnus have already learned about sex? The opponent of the Demon Prince of Slaanesh, who had been 'cultivating' in the Palace of Evil's Pleasure for God knows how long, was defeated in this round of verbal exchanges in less than half Terra of the real world.

"Hey - I thought you could give me more oral experience, brother."

Seeing Magnus, who was silent even though he still maintained his majestic momentum, Fulgrim felt that the pleasure gained from this wave of brothers' scolding was not enough. He stuck out his tongue again and licked his own lightly. Lips, and then slowly and really quickly raised each of his arms, shaking his silver sword blades slightly, sensing the murderous intention rising from Fulgrim, even if Magnus came to find Fulgrim. Those who simply 'talk about business' had no choice but to start concentrating their spiritual energy——

The next moment, the two demon primarchs took action at the same time.

.

"laugh----"