Warhammer 40K! The Queen of Glory for Hammer Guys

"Then we have an obligation to make it happier. For example, let its big devil leave it forever - just in time, my self-disciplined search for black bean sprouts does not require me to work too hard, and I can use a little more energy on other things. On the chess piece.”

Liang Feifan smiled as he thought of something. He walked to his chess box and took out a few... Gray Knights and Paladins from a pile of black bean sprout chess pieces that he had not yet sent into the battlefield. There is a flag bearer.

"Huh? Isn't your military watch black bean sprouts today? Why did you bring a gray knight with you?"

"I didn't paint these Gray Knights and Paladins well. I thought about coming over to Big E's professional spray booth and his high-end paint to touch up the paint. I didn't expect that it would come in handy here - Silence, let your Paigu, give me the exact coordinates! I'll deliver a Terminator teleportation blow to these two demons!"

"Okay!"

19. The Unfortunate Day of Tzeentch

One stroke at a time, carefully.

After everything was cleaned up, a mattress was laid out, and a simple table and bench were put in. It was already a single room that could be occupied by some staff of the large power station. Political Commissar Caijins is holding a pen, carefully writing the battle report of the recent period under the light source of the auxiliary servo skull he begged from the Mechanicus - after confirming that the large power station has After being completely returned to the hands of the empire, and the main facilities being able to function again after repairs, the imperial political commissar was finally able to divert his energy away from the battlefield a little bit - although the energy he diverted was still there. Serve the Empire.

"... Phew... I hope the Ministry of Military Affairs won't mind that my report is too vague."

After carefully polishing his sentences, making sure that every High Gothic word he wrote was correct, and making sure that no information that should not be leaked was revealed between the lines, Kaijin breathed a sigh of relief. The Sri Lankan political commissar carefully copied the contents of the draft onto official document paper, then carefully rolled up the document paper, put it into a special envelope, and sealed it with something that looked like fire paint. He stuffed it into his briefcase - like the servo skull, these things were also supplies that the political commissar shamelessly obtained from the reinforcements - after all,

Today's political commissars really have nothing but combat items and a set of political commissar clothes.

"Dang, Dang, Dang——"

Just when the political commissar who had finished writing his report put away his briefcase and was about to get some water and then take a short nap on the bed, there was an inappropriate knock on the door. The political commissar, who heard that the knock on the door was the special knock on the door that Lieutenant Borison had agreed with him to say 'something happened', pinched his face hard to dispel his tiredness, walked to the door, and opened it. , calling Lieutenant Borison in.

"Lieutenant, what's important?"

"While patrolling the lower nest area, the Astartes monks found some of our people who were still alive and persisted in fighting the aliens. Now they have been safely brought to this large power station. "Sixty-nine. Four-nine-three. Six-one-three-five."

"good very good!"

After hearing the news, Political Commissar Caijins' tiredness was instantly swept away. He straightened out his clothes, carefully put his political commissar hat on his head, and strode out of the room - he knew very well that he could Even if these soldiers who have not fallen down after fighting in the lower nest were recruits before, they have now been tempered by the flames of war, and they will all be the backbone of the regiment when the flag of the regiment flies again in the sea of ​​​​stars in the future!

——————————————Dividing line of the upper nest area——————————————————————

Embarrassed and scarred.

The left wing was completely drooped after being beaten by the Great Demon of Khorne, the hair on the right wing was completely burnt to black, one of his legs was broken, and there was a streak on his head that was still vaguely writhing with the power of Khorne, the Great Demon of Tzeentch Ezra I was leaning on my staff and limping carefully on the road to the upper lair area. From the beginning to the end, I exuded an aura of "I am a drowned rat" - I was on the tower with the Great Demon of Khorne. After fighting for a while, Esrael, who was almost hacked to death because the fighting environment was too narrow, finally found an opportunity to create a powerful illusion of his own to confuse the Great Demon of Khorne, and then used a weapon that was very unlike the Great Demon of Tzeentch. He tried to escape by jumping off a building - judging from the current situation, it was probably successful.

"Why does the power of the cursed appear in this world? What is its medium? Why can't I find any trace of its power being guided into this world?"

However, although the appearance looked miserable, Esrael's essence as the great demon of Tzeentch was not harmed. He used the ritual he set up to guide the souls of several rotten fish and shrimps to stabilize his own. Material form structure to prevent himself from being expelled back to the subspace. Eslar immediately focused on searching for the answer to the question it was most concerned about - and soon, Eslar, who had wandered around in time and destiny, was 'surprised' to find that he had found nothing!

"Look for it..."

"Find them..."

“I saw change, endless change—change without a source.”

"The past is cutting, the future is twisting -"

Just when Esrael was ecstatic about the unknown, and at the same time involuntarily fell into distress because of worries about his own fate, the disturbing power of the Supreme Sky gave it vitality, and Tzeentch's order rang in its ears, making Esrael Morale began to rise.

"As you command! Trazech! I will solve the riddle and dedicate the unknown to you - croak!!!"

Several explosive bombs suddenly exploded on Eslar's body, and the power contained in them gave Eslar indescribable pain. Eslar, who realized that he had been attacked by something bad, just thought After casting the spell, it was attracted by the war cry and the Black Legion Astartes that appeared in its sight and rushed towards it - when it was sure that its feeling was not wrong, it almost forgot to fight back.

"How is it possible? How could the eight rays of chaos be created by the power of the cursed? This... what a change this is!!!"

Just when Esrael fell into ecstasy because of seeing the truly unknown knowledge and the nature of Tzeentch, four Astartes of the Black Legion had already rushed in front of it, and one of the Astartes of the Black Legion had Tate even waved the chain sword in his hand, and at a speed that Esrael didn't even react, he slashed it into the fresh wound on Esrael's body that had been cut by the Great Demon of Khorne, and then, with a forceful blow, Pull!

"Quaa!!!!!!"

20. The Catastrophic Day of Khorne

Angry, angry.

The endless anger of being deceived by the great demon of Tzeentch flows in the heart of the bloodthirsty demon - although it has already expected this possibility.

The desire to harvest the skulls of warriors and let the world flow countless blood echoes in its heart - in the realm of the blood god, because it has set foot in the real world, the eight armies of the blood god have assembled, and the eighty-eight blood lakes have The blood is boiling because of its anger - the bloodthirsty demon knows very well that as long as it can capture the skulls of 8888 warriors in this world, the Blood God will grant it eight wars, eight battles that can make it hearty and even... A war that can level it up!

However……

Seeing that because of his appearance, he was either sitting on the ground with his hands and feet paralyzed and incontinent, or he was running away rolling and crawling, or he was kneeling down to beg for mercy, or he was scrambling and smearing things on his body and then made a "humble request" to be his guide. Mortals, bloodthirsty demons feel like the boiling blood all over their bodies is going berserk - where are the warriors? According to the information it learned, the empire should not

Are there many brave warriors who are fearless and not afraid of sacrifice? Why did he only find cowards?

"You losers! Lift your weapons and face me!"

Because even if the coward's skull is harvested, its value to this bloodthirsty maniac is almost zero. Therefore, the great demon of Khorne had to try to use his voice beyond reality to stir up ripples in the subspace, trying to ignite the courage and anger of the mortals in front of him. Well, the idea is good, but the reality is addicting. After the blood mad demon turned its pure anger into the vibration of the subspace, and then vented it into words to these mortals, it was "surprised" to find that instead of taking up weapons to express even a little bit of courage, these mortals became more It’s easy to defecate and lie on the ground whimpering!

"Your skulls are only worthy of being fed to hounds!! Your souls are only worthy of being tortured for eternity in the depths of the sea of ​​blood!!"

Endless rage fills the heart of the bloodthirsty demon, and the flames turned into pure anger pour out from the mouth of the bloodthirsty demon, destroying the living things in front of it - whether they are begging or whimpering, whether they are running away or in a daze. - were burned to ashes with only the skulls left. Immediately afterwards, the Great Demon of Khorne stretched out his left foot and stepped heavily on several skulls rolling down on the ground.

The sound was like popping beans.

———————————————On board the Glory Queen——————————————————————

"Silence, silence, haven't you finished positioning yet? You see, the Black Legion of God's Chosen Seven are happily fighting with Demon Tzeentch. Don't wait, the Black Legion has chopped Demon Tzeentch into pieces. My Paladins are still here. If it didn’t start with Khorne, it would be pretty bad.”

"It's fast, it's fast - NEC's command efficiency is quite troublesome to ensure accurate positioning. It was supposed to be locked just now, but the big demon of Tzeentch ran away and the big demon of Khorne also started to move - the terrain is inside the building, you also You don’t want your team of Gray Knights and Paladins to get stuck in the wall after teleporting, do you?”

"Adjust slowly, don't be in a hurry. Brother Khorne is still on a stable loyalty curve. I think it may have hacked and burned more traitors than us."

"After all, that place is the traitor's lair. Isn't it the style of the Khorne family to hack all their own people to death? Is it their style that they may be hacked to death later? Speaking of which, this Khorne demon seems to be very unhappy all the time?"

"...Um, why do you think Khorne, the great demon of the Evil God whose dominant emotion is anger, would be happy?"

"It has been crushing the burned skull, and it has not used an ax to chop it. This style is very un-Khorne - with permission, don't all the K family like to behead, watch the blood spurt, and then remove the head? Collect them as decorations?”

"So it's true - this K demon is not really here for the loyalty of the curve, right?"

"No, don't think so much about the Chaos thing. I'm really curious to wait until the extraordinary Gray Knight fights it and try to use some tricks to find out why it does what it does."

"What if it doesn't answer?"

"That means it has a big plan. I will find a way to burn all the places it walks through with Big E's fire!!"

————————————The dividing line of Khorne——————————————————

"Cowardly, dirty..."

The great demon of Khorne, which had burned more than half of the tallest buildings in the upper hive area of ​​the first hive of Jodis, and caused thousands of deaths, trampled the skulls under its feet with hatred, causing the death of these victims to die. In the end, the wreckage crunched into debris under its own great power, and the chaotic fire couldn't stop it because it surged out of its mouth and nose like breathing, lighting up one blazing fireball after another in the air - inside its heart The fury still urged it to carry out the task of seizing skulls and feasting on them. However, the fact that there were thousands of skulls but not a single warrior had seriously disturbed the "fighting intention" of the great demon of Khorne.

Suddenly, a wave of warp-based fluctuations stirred the restless soul of Khorne, and a vast and unabashedly sharp fighting spirit made him ecstatic - finally! Finally, a warrior challenged it! I was finally able to harvest the warrior’s skull!

"Skull sacrifice to the skull seat! Blood sacrifice to the blood god!!!!"

Driven by the endless fighting spirit, the bloodthirsty demon suddenly spread its wings and exerted force on its legs. The entire demon was like the most terrifying heavy armored vehicle, crushing and trampling everything along the way, in the shortest possible time. It rushed towards the place where the fighting spirit broke out - when the five 'canned targets' appeared in its eyes, the bloodthirsty maniac, who had been carried away by the rage, did not recognize the true identity of these five targets at all. Who is he? He raised his battle ax that was constantly dripping with blood, and slashed down at the most conspicuous target inside!

"clang!!!!"

It was the sound of weapons clashing.

"Um??"

This was the confused voice of the bloodthirsty demon when he found that his attack was nothing. At this time, he began to carefully observe the enemy he chose, and he realized why these 'five cans' were so sharp.

"We are the sword of mankind, we are the hammer that purifies the world."

Speaking in a calm tone that seemed to be obvious facts, the Gray Knight Paladin standard bearer who blocked the bloodthirsty maniac's blow slightly raised his head and glanced 'coldly' at the bloodthirsty maniac who was spitting out subspace fire. Demon, slammed the battle flag in his hand to the ground - the holy power surged, and the holy soil was completed.

"Gray Knight, drive away evil spirits."

twenty one

.The Great Daemon of Khorne, destroyed

Where does this description of the Warhammer 40k universe come from? In this dark and hopeless galaxy, all that remains is war.

As the strongest demon under the blood god Khorne who holds the power of war, the bloodthirsty demon is the embodiment of the concept of war. Whenever this incarnation of pure anger steps into the real universe, a A bloody storm unimaginable by mortals will inevitably be set off - the wave of destruction will swallow up everything it touches, and the souls of mortals can only writhe and wail in the sea of ​​blood - one hundred thousand, one million, ten million? In the eyes of the bloodthirsty demon, the number of lives is just the number of skulls!

However, in the Jodis world, such a wave of destruction has been stopped.

"boom--"

"clang----"

"brush----"

"call out------!"

Most of the passage has been burned by demonic fire, and in the passage that resembles the demonic realm of Khorne, the four warriors of the Gray Knights and Paladins team standing on the holy soil, excluding the flag bearer, are calmly waving their heavenly weapons. The Demon-Slaying Warhammer, perfectly coordinated, used concise and effective movements to block the bloodthirsty demon's angry slashes one after another. A small number of them were blocked by the severely deflected ax blade, and he just let it hit him. The truesilver armor protected by sacred texts filled with spiritual energy was scratched on it - even though the bloodthirsty demon has a much taller body than the Gray Knights, even though the furious Khorne demon's attack has the power of an ordinary Aspen. Even Tate could not catch the speed of its trajectory, even though the furious slashes of Khorne were terrifying enough to easily tear apart armored weapons such as Leman Russ, even though the furious bloodthirsty demon's combat The ax even disturbed the balance of the real universe, allowing the cracks in the subspace to briefly flash. However, it was unable to break through the Gray Knights' defense line at all!

As time goes by, because Khorne has been unable to tear through the defense line of the Gray Knights, his inner anger becomes more and more intense, and he swings his battle ax wider and wider, causing the surrounding reality universe to become more and more imbalanced. When it became apparent, the Gray Knights, who had been passively defending themselves from being beaten, finally made a move - at the moment when the bloodthirsty madman swung his battle ax to the maximum extent, the Gray Knights Paladin flag bearer suddenly clenched the flagpole, The holy spiritual energy instantly lingered on the body of the bloodthirsty demon. The Gray Knights and Paladins holding the Demon-Slaying War Hammer of Heaven's Punishment also guided the power from the subspace with their spiritual will in this lightning fire, making their war hammer Supernatural lightning crackled above it!

"The emperor's will can be candled, and the hole will destroy the monsters."

The low war roars of the Gray Knights shook the subspace that had begun to erode reality. The miscellaneous subspace demons who dared to peek into the reality trembled at the roars. The four demon-slaying war hammer swords of Heaven's Punishment bombarded the demon-slaying demons at almost the same time. On the blood crazy demon's left and right calves, demon blood spattered and the bones cracked crisply.

"Roar--------!!!"

With his legs crippled, the bloodthirsty maniac lost his balance in an instant, and his whole body fell involuntarily forward. What greeted him was the second round of attacks from the already dispersed Gray Knights and Paladins team - this time , the bloodthirsty maniac's arms and spine simultaneously let out an overwhelmed scream.

"This power - you belong to the cursed...!"

After encountering two rounds of disastrous attacks, he finally tasted the essence of the power used by the Gray Knight in front of him. The Great Daemon of Khorne, who had already foreseen his own fate, let out what could be called a 'scream' ' Roaring - However, it was at the end of its rope and couldn't figure out why it met the soldiers of the cursed here? Why do these warriors generated by the pure power of the cursed ones, who are enough to cause their own subspace essence to suffer heavy damage or even collapse, appear without any warning of a strong subspace reaction?

"Kabeng——————"

However, this warp evil creature had no chance to finish its sentence. In the middle of its words, the Gray Knight's Heavenly Punishment Demon-Slaying Warhammer was already guided by spiritual energy and hit its head heavily. As the psychic thunder lingering on the war hammer exploded, the head of the bloodthirsty demon was completely swallowed up by the golden fire.

"no no.....!"

Just when its consciousness was about to disappear, the Great Demon of Khorne had a sudden thought. It thought of a lot of unreasonable places in this world where it came to, and it thought of what a certain big blue bird said. All of these made It mustered the last of its will and roared out the name of what it believed to be the culprit.

"Tzeentch——————!!!"

This is the last echo left by the great daemon of Khorne in the mortal world and the warp.

————————————In subspace————————————————————

The huge, terrifying body that reaches the sky and the earth sits on the brass throne, and the huge bloody pupils stare eternally at this world made of brass and skulls that is shrouded in war and massacre. Violence is the cornerstone here. Blood is the paint here. The clash of weapons and the roar of warriors are like paintbrushes, painting fiery red clouds and then letting them spread to the end of the horizon.

This is the realm of Khorne, this is the burning earth, this is only war and fury, this is the place where swords will never cease.

"....?"

Suddenly, the Lord of the Skull raised its head slightly and looked in a certain direction - it sensed that a name echoed in its immortal soul, a name that was missing something.

After that, the name echoed - there was no doubt that the owner of this name had done something to him, although he didn't know it, but did Khorne need to know?

"Woo————————"

As the pure anger of Khorne broke out, the brass war horn sounded throughout the entire Demon Realm of Khorne. Eight hundred and eighty-eight elite blood god demon armies gathered at the sound of the horn, and under the guidance of the blood god's wrath, they attacked Tzeentch entered the demonic realm of Tzeentch, and when his own realm was trampled and burned, Tzeentch peeped at the changes in the depths of the Crystal Maze and 'waked up' belatedly.

"Variety?"

"Variety!!!"

"The unseen war!"

"My servants! Welcome it, embrace it!!"

In the midst of the Supreme Eagle's seemingly illogical words, nine hundred and ninety-nine Tzeentch demonic armies flew out from the depths of the maze, following their Lord's orders and pounced on the battlefield. They wanted to end this war. Change is dedicated to Tzeentch, whether it is success or failure.

The great war in subspace has once again been unveiled in a meaningless manner.

22. The great demon of Tzeentch dissipates

Esrael felt bad.

very bad.

As a great demon of Tzeentch, Esrael is well aware of the impermanence of fate, and he also knows that even its lord, the omniscient and omnipotent Saint Tzeentch, is actually toyed with by the endlessly changing torrent of fate - -So, when any Tzeentch demon does anything, he is ready to embrace the unknown and welcome changes - but if this change may come at the cost of his own physical and mental destruction...

This change is so bad! ! !

"Quack!! In the name of Trazech! Servant of the Cursed! Get out of here!"

Eslar, who has discerned the essence of the 'Black Legion' gadgets in front of him, waved his staff crazily, guiding wave after wave of subspace evil waves, and then used it to jump in his heart. The endless sparks of inspiration shape and outline these energies, turning them into powerful psychic spells, constantly bombarding the members of the Black Legion who are still charging towards it - under normal circumstances, these members of the Black Legion would have been raped long ago. Qi Da Mo's spell tortured his appearance until it was hard to discern, and his soul might even have been twisted into something indescribable and grotesque, but now?

Although two of the 'Black Legion' have been defeated by its power, the Black Legion Astartes who are still charging towards it look scarred - some Astartes have even lost certain parts of their bodies. some parts. However, this is definitely not the effect its spell is supposed to have! It is impossible for the psychic spell it blasted to cause only such superficial scars!

"For the sake of victory in every battle! For the transformation of the Sky Braid!!"

However, even if Eslar has tried its best, even if it has used the knowledge it has mastered beyond its level, it just can't stop these things that use the word "something wrong" from the beginning to the end. Amidst the sound of high-speed operation, he lay on his body like a mad dog and slashed with a chain sword, or he shot at him indiscriminately with a bolt gun not far away. Although the spiritual shield of subspace surging in the demon can help him resist most of the attacks, although these black legion Astartes, who are all formed by the power of the cursed, except for the extremely abnormal sub-space, In addition to space resistance and the ability to convert any damage into 'fixed body progressive damage', their lethality is only slightly better than that of normal Astartes... However, Esrael He also knew that, as the Great Demon of Tzeentch, and being 'served' by the 'Cursed One' and the remaining power of Khorne at the same time, it might suddenly die suddenly due to an accident!

finally......

After fighting in chaos for who knows how long, the Great Demon of Tzeentch, who had annihilated the Black Legion's Astartes to only two, saw the dawn of victory——

"The cursed one - my destiny is tampered with by me! You can't prevent this world from ushering in the gift of ever-changing changes!"

Staring at the last two black legion Astartes who were bruised and unable to hold on to their next attack, Eslar felt that he had just experienced an exciting change and that he was able to do it again. After the initial panic, the Great Demon of Tzeentch returned to his usual complacency and condescension - so what if the cursed one disrupted his plan? The final change leads to the path of Saint Trache!

"Victory in every battle!!!"