Warhammer: My buddy has too many secrets!

In the subspace, the cold, black sun stirred for a moment.

Meanwhile, in the metal warehouse where Lancelot was, the vial of blood appeared in his hand and then vanished instantly, as he stored it in his control panel space like a hot potato.

"Huff huff..."

After doing all this, Lancelot couldn't help but gasp for breath.

The moment that thing appeared, his superhuman body, which had undergone nineteen genetic modification surgeries, began to tremble almost instinctively, simply because of that less than 100cc of blood sealed in a quartz tube.

But the origin of that thing is truly terrifying.

Imperial Blood.

Human Emperor, the strongest psychic in the universe and an immortal being, the original blood of the yellow weasel.

If this thing is real, then even if Ryan Aljonsen, the nominal father of genetics, is seriously injured, there will be no problem anymore.

Because Lancelot deeply understood the Emperor's power, if a comparison had to be made: the Dark Angels were the offspring of the Lion King, every drop of the Primarch's blood could create an Astartes warrior, and the Lion King was the offspring created by the Emperor based on his own genes and warp technology.

What wondrous and extraordinary abilities would the blood of the Emperor, the strongest being in the human empire and the creator of the Primarch, possess? Resurrection might be the least of their worries; this thing could potentially rewrite the entire universe's格局 (geju, a concept encompassing the overall structure and overall structure of the universe) permanently!

And this is just a reward from the Guardian's panel at 'Level III: Confidential'?!

A sense of absurdity arose, because if this panel was created by that blue bird, even if the other party was the God of Change, it would be absolutely impossible to obtain the Emperor's blood.

This blood itself is an extension of the Emperor's will. Logically, its appearance in the physical universe should have attracted the attention of the four gods in the subspace. However, the reason why the surrounding material world did not change is because...

—An inviolable territory.

Lancelot took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and began to feel what he had gained.

Top Secret: The time traveler brought three gifts.

The third gift manifests as an anchor in the real universe. Within a ten-meter radius of Lancelot, it will dispel all subspace influences, forcibly pulling everything back into the real universe.

The second gift: cognitive immunity means that the contamination of the subspace cannot shake Lancelot's spirit.

These two skills grant Lancelot absolute resistance to the warp, but as a top-secret secret, they are merely an add-on; the truly precious gift is the First Gift!

Cosmic Anchor Point: Establish coordinates within this universe. Every month, you can use the anchor point to randomly travel to other worlds for seven days!

Upon hearing this news, Lancelot suddenly opened his eyes, his heart filled with barely contained joy!

The most frustrating thing about the Warhammer universe is the lack of rest! The Empire is always on the verge of collapse, and it always seems to be using heroes to their fullest extent whenever they're useful!

The battle never ends. For a Space Marine, life is nothing more than rushing from one battlefield to another. To die honorably is a rare act of mercy and rest.

For Lancelot, having seven days a month to temporarily escape the cesspool of the universe is already the greatest buffer for his mind.

Moreover… this ability is definitely not something that blue bird could do!

"Yes, yes, yes! That's more like it! After all, I was a higher-dimensional being before! How could I survive in this cesspool universe without some kind of cheat code?!"

Lancelot became more enthusiastic and began to study his own Guardian System.

According to the panel's description, as long as you silently recite the secrets you know, the secrets themselves can affect the physical universe, and the level of the secret is determined based on the impact.

That being the case...

"This guy knows a lot of secrets, like Khorne! The reason He sits on the bronze throne every day is because He blocks the Ultramarines' network with his gutter. If He gets up, thousands of Ultramarines will destroy the warp."

"Why did the Emperor conceal his true identity before the Great Crusade? It's a taboo subject; his real identity is actually Rabbit Lord, and he used to sell his genitals in Terra!"

"This was passed down from my ancestors... The Emperor's job in the Dark Ages was basically selling sex, delivering a Warp Tome with each transaction. My ancestors were Terrans, true Terran nobles, and they even slept with the Emperor..."

"Fun fact: The Emperor never actually felt happy rebuilding the Empire... Pshaw! That's it! After spending all that time on Warhammer Cloud, all I can think about besides the Emperor's erotic literature, I really can't remember any other secrets!"

Lancelot's Superman-like mind was churning, but all that flashed through his mind were the amazing IDs of his teammates...

Damn, Superman's brain, give me a brain to think!

"The jailer who wanted to lick the fighting nun ended up eating Slaanesh's oregano..."

"The clever Oglin wouldn't dream about the original Bunny Girl..."

"The First Legion has no secrets, the Second Reich..."

Ugh? !

During the brainstorming session, among the names of all the geniuses, one name suddenly appeared, giving Lancelot a reminder that was like a light bulb suddenly lighting up next to his head!

"That's right! During the Horus Rebellion, the warp storm cut off Terra's communication! Primarch Robert Guilliman, the Ultramarines, joined forces with the Lion King and Sangilius to establish the Second Empire, centered around the five hundred worlds of Alteramar, as a contingency plan for the spark of civilization!"

Lancelot quickly recited the command in his mind, and at that moment, the previously silent panel finally showed a notification again.

……

[The secret has been recorded: The Second Reich.]

[Secret Level: Level 2: Covert]

[Description: Guilliman established his regime primarily composed of Ultramarines, Blood Angels, and Dark Angels. Afterwards, Guilliman deliberately erased the files, leading later archivists to view him as a heretic and a figure of conspiracy for usurpation.]

[Reward: Oath of the Second Empire.]

[Battle Score: +5]

Current battle score: 95

……

"It actually works!"

Lancelot also perked up.

This matter is top secret in the official imperial archives, but it's common knowledge among gamers.

Lancelot was actually a little worried that this secret might not meet the criteria for being recorded. After all, Guilliman had raised the hand of an archangel in Alteramar and shouted in front of countless witnesses... Many people knew about it, so it might not constitute a secret.

Fortunately, I underestimated the thirteenth prince's ability to clean up his mess. The matter of the Second Empire was still acknowledged and recorded by the Guardian System! And it was even at level two!

But what exactly is this newly acquired Second Empire Oath?

[Second Empire's Oath: When you are present, Dark Angels and Blood Angels or Ultramarines will work together seamlessly, giving them an edge over other legions. Your overall combat score will be increased by +10, and you will be more likely to gain the friendship of Ultramarines and Blood Angels.]

Upon seeing the description, Lancelot immediately looked up.

Holy crap! Your Majesty, trust me!

With the entire court loyal to the emperor, how could there be any disloyal ministers?!

The Second Reich was Guilliman's idea! As for the power boost between the Dark Angels, Ultramarines, and Blood Angels, it's entirely due to the synergy of their fighting styles! It has nothing to do with me!

But what does it mean that it's easier to gain the friendship of Ultra Warriors and Blood Angels?

Could it be that the Secret Keeper system also comes with the effect of a hypnosis app?

Once the aura of dominance is unleashed, the Extreme Warrior and the Holy Blood Angel become his little fans?

Lancelot was somewhat puzzled.

Boom!

Just as Lancelot was pondering how he would form a friendship with the Ultra Warrior or the Blood Angel, the metal warehouse where Lancelot was located suddenly trembled violently, and a series of explosions rang out in an instant!

The metal compartment was shattered into countless cracks, and after the explosion, the deafening roar of gunfire continued almost without pause.

Amidst the chaos, countless high-pitched roars of monsters shouting "waaagh" came from the gaps, accompanied by wave after wave of violent shaking... In Lancelot's senses, a three-dimensional image materialized of attack ships boarding and crashing into the ship.

This is a boarding operation by the green-skinned orcs.

They were not on a planet, but in the vast galaxy. If the warship was destroyed, even Space Marines would not be able to survive in space for long.

Realizing his current predicament, a strong sense of crisis almost frantically commanded the two hearts in his chest to beat faster, pumping blood throughout his body at several times the normal speed, much like an engine.

And at that very moment.

The warehouse where Lancelot was located had its door, which had been almost blown apart, kicked open.

Two green-skinned mechanics, each with a crooked, broken iron can on their head, bolts and wrenches hanging from their ears as earrings, and a nail gun in each hand, were about to ransack the warehouse!

"I'm sure there's treasure inside!"

The mechanic said confidently, and in the blink of an eye, he saw a magnificent longsword with exquisite craftsmanship.

The guard is a Gothic high-ridged cross, with miniature, winged dark angel emblems cast at both ends. The blade is a composite forging of Caliban black steel and meteorite obsidian, so matte black that it absorbs even candlelight. Only the extremely fine silver inner ring runes engraved along the blade line gleam faintly in the darkness.

Even though it wasn't in the Greenskin style, the mechanics knew this sword was extremely valuable!

Immediately, it let out an extremely excited waaagh!

But just as it was getting close

In the shadows, a black giant wearing a beige cloak gripped the longsword with one hand.

Before he could even react to what was happening, he saw his own head and that of another mechanic flying around in circles in the sky.

In the end, only one thought remained in the minds of these two young mechanics.

"I think this is a clever greenskin who paints himself black so others can't see how he's stealing things!"