Uchiha, but a Brahmin!

Then he resurrected her and she became his puppet.

Go ahead!

Keep pushing forward! Keep pushing forward!

Soon, they arrived at the lord's castle.

then……

Boom!

A tremendous buzzing sound rang out, and the castle moved!

"Holy crap, what the hell is that? Is it a Gundam?"

Geralt looked at the tall castle that was slowly rising, took a step back, and shielded everyone in front of him. The sense of déjà vu in his heart grew stronger and stronger. The scene in front of him always felt very familiar to him, with a strange sense of déjà vu.

"What exactly is it? What is it...?"

He clutched his head, frantically scratching at it, his sharp nails piercing his scalp and digging into his skull, making a scraping sound as crimson blood flowed from his head.

boom!

A scorching beam of light shot out, instantly vaporizing a group of undead soldiers. However, Geralt seemed completely oblivious, still keeping his head down.

"What is it? What is it? Brain, I command you, remember now!"

Geralt's face grew increasingly ferocious and crazed. What had he forgotten? What had he overlooked? He had a feeling that this was extremely important to him; perhaps, it held the truth of this world.

He must remember!

Click!

His skull was ripped open, the sharp blades piercing directly into his brain, churning wildly, blood and brain matter spilling out in a frenzy.

Ultimately, his entire hand disappeared into his brain.

His consciousness began to blur, and he felt his head go blank. Then, at a certain moment, a terrifying heat wave swept past him, melting away half of his body. This attack, like a key, unlocked memories in his mind that he had ignored for some reason.

It was like a bolt of lightning flashing through my mind.

Traveling back to the Middle Ages, encountering immortals in dreams, rescuing witches, developing technology, and overthrowing a false emperor...

"Holy crap! This is Warhammer!!! Damn it!!!"

His only remaining eye snapped open, and his flesh began to writhe rapidly as his mutilated body was restored.

I remember now, I remember everything!

Isn't this fucking Warhammer?

What nonsense about the Four Immortals, aren't they just the Four Gods?

Khorne in red, Nurgeon in green, Slaanesh in purple, and Tzeentch in blue!

Grass!

He should have thought of that sooner!

What utter bullshit about human destiny, what utter bullshit about a pseudo-imperial throne. Isn't that just a golden toilet?!

And this castle that stands up.

"Damn it!!! Run! What's the point of fighting?!"

Jeroy ducked his head, completely ignoring the howling, nearly dead undead, and started to run away.

"Damn it, how did I get targeted by the Four Gods? I'm doomed, I'm doomed!"

What kind of bullshit immortal realm is this? That's subspace!

What kind of bullshit spiritual energy is that? It's probably just praying to the Four Gods to gain power.

What utter nonsense about becoming an immortal, it's more like ascending to demonhood!

Oh no, oh no, oh no!

boom!

A barrage of heat rays blasted down from behind him; had he not dodged in time, he would have been killed instantly.

"Damn it, how did I end up in this cesspool world? I don't remember signing any weird contracts! Oh no! Oh no! What do I do, what do I do? Being targeted by four blobs of dung at once, that's rare, isn't it?! Damn it, what am I supposed to do now?"

They fled, they ran away frantically.

In the end, Geralt fled into a deep mountain, entered an underground cave, and hid.

Now, he doesn't even dare to dream or sleep, for fear of facing those four lumps of excrement again.

"Damn it, why did I have to be transported to this world of all places?! What am I supposed to do now?"

Geralt crouched in the darkness, biting his fingers until they were bloody and raw. He was thinking, thinking about how to survive. How could he get rid of these four lumps of excrement?

He didn't really know much about this world; he had only heard of it and knew that it was a hellish cesspool.

Unexpectedly, the time travel was real, and not only that, but he also ended up in such a shitty world.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

"Wait, I remember now, I think I can ask the Emperor for protection, maybe the Emperor can save me?"

Suddenly, Geralt's eyes lit up. He remembered: the Emperor, the strongest among mankind, was the one who protected human souls from the control of the Chaos God.

Thinking of this, he began to pray as if he had grasped at the last straw.

Time passed quietly, and he sat motionless like a statue deep within the hidden cave. In the outside world, after discovering they couldn't find Geralt, the cult leader, the nobles of this territory slowly gave up.

a few days later.

Geralt seemed to sense it; he sensed a black sun.

No, no, no!

That's not right!

No, that's not it. Where is the sun black?

He shook his head and continued to sense. He didn't know much about Warhammer, only that the Emperor was the sun. Since it was the sun, it couldn't be black. This must be a projection of some evil god in the warp.

As a transmigrator, he has finally discovered his true specialness: an incredibly unique ability to sense the subspace. Perhaps it is because of this ability that he has been targeted by the Four Gods.

As time goes by.

He seemed to have arrived in the depths of the subspace, where he saw a golden, supreme sun. Its warm, radiant light, which made him feel as if he were in heaven, fell upon him, bringing a sense of relaxation to his weary soul, which had been corrupted by the four gods. It was like drinking a sip of ice-cold cola on a hot summer day, making him feel incredibly comfortable and at ease.

"Yes, this is it! Oh, great Emperor! I have finally found you, oh, your radiance, how warm and great it is!"

Feeling the light shining on his soul, Geralt was moved to tears. The next moment, he suddenly discovered that his brain had suddenly gained a lot of knowledge. Among them, the one that moved him the most was the hyperspace coordinate projection technology. Through this technology, he could connect to the warp and report his coordinates to the Imperial Army. Then, the Imperial Army would come to this planet to help him.

Besides this technology, there is another technology that is like a lifeline for him right now.

Subspace force interception technology.

This technology, once used, can completely transform the power belonging to the evil god within one's body into one's own power, thereby freeing oneself from the evil god's corruption and control. Furthermore, this technology has the ability to grow! (End of Chapter)