The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Guard

Earth, Terra, somewhere in the desert.

On this ancient and ravaged planet, a baby suddenly appears out of nowhere.

There were no strange or unusual sights, nor any abnormal fluctuations in spacetime; the baby simply appeared as if it had always been there.

Li Yunche was looking around in complete bewilderment. He had turned into an infant and been abandoned in a desert.

At this moment, he was only wrapped in a blanket and had no strength left in his body; he couldn't even clench his fist.

Feeling waves of heat mixed with gunpowder smoke washing over him, Li Yunche looked around at his surroundings.

It was a desert, devoid of any green vegetation. The scorching sun hung high in the sky, and a fierce wind whipped up yellow sand that danced in the air, obscuring the view.

Looking into the distance, one could vaguely see some black mist and some iron fragments scattered on the ground, as if something had been blown up in the distance.

Li Yunche leaned against a small sand dune, unable to do anything. The yellow sand slapped against his exposed cheeks, causing him pain, and the pungent smell around him made it hard for him to breathe.

This hellish scene drove Li Yunche to utter despair. How long could an infant survive in this desolate desert? Li Yunche didn't know, but he knew he was about to die; he didn't even have the strength to shout.

This is also a disgrace to all transmigrators; he's only been on the ground for a few minutes and he's already going to die in this desolate place. Li Yunche thought helplessly, feeling the pain of his life slipping away and being powerless to stop it.

Gradually, Li Yunche began to think about his life before he transmigrated.

I am just an ordinary person, nothing special. I come from an ordinary family and, like everyone else, I studied, took the college entrance exam, went to university, and then got a job. If it weren't for this time travel, I might have gotten married, had children, and followed a routine, ordinary path.

My few hobbies are probably playing games and watching anime.

Before I traveled through time, the weather was clear and cloudless, and everything seemed so harmonious and peaceful. I was just sitting in front of my computer at home playing "Space Marines II" and controlling the invincible Second Company Commander to annihilate the heretics when suddenly everything went black and I lost consciousness.

Thinking of this, Li Yunche froze, as if he had just remembered something, and with his last bit of strength, he shouted, "Your Majesty, help me!"

Whether it was truly the Emperor's intervention or not, just as Li Yunche was on his deathbed, a beam of light suddenly pierced through the surrounding yellow sand, as dazzling as the sun, dispelling the chill of death in his heart.

He felt a warm and dazzling ray of sunlight shining on him, the pain on his face seemed to disappear, his strength seemed to return, and even the pungent smell disappeared.

Li Yunche struggled to open his eyes, and gradually he saw a person, a giant, walking towards him.

The giant wore full golden armor with intricate decorative patterns. Eagle symbols were engraved on the breastplate and shoulder armor, and a golden liquid seemed to flow and move through these patterns on the armor.

The giant also had a golden crown on his head, and there seemed to be a golden halo behind his head.

It was the Emperor. Li Yunche felt like the sky was falling. He was both happy and scared. He was happy because the Emperor had discovered him and he would not die for the time being.

The fear stemmed from the fact that he had somehow transmigrated into the Warhammer universe. In this dark and hopeless universe, if every transmigrator were given a choice, the Warhammer universe would be one of the universes they least wanted to go to.

Another concern is how the emperor will view someone like him as an "outcast." It's entirely possible that the emperor might come before him and strike him with a sword.

Furthermore, before his transmigration, he was merely a Cloud Hammer user, and his understanding of Warhammer mainly came from watching videos made by content creators and reading other people's discussions in the comments section.

He only knew about the main events and some key figures. As for the specific people and details of a particular battle, Li Yunche could only shrug and say that he knew nothing.

The Emperor slowly approached, and Li Yunche nervously watched the strongest man in the universe walk towards him. Then, Li Yunche was picked up, and the Emperor muttered something, but Li Yunche had no idea what he was saying.

At this moment, Li Yunche looked at the Emperor. No one had ever been able to see the Emperor's face so closely before.

The emperor's black hair hung casually over his golden armor, swaying in the wind. His skin was a wheat-yellow color, and his face was like a marble statue from ancient Greece—perfect, resolute, and handsome.

Li Yunche couldn't think of any words to describe the emperor at this moment.

Then, Li Yunche looked into the emperor's eyes. He had never seen anyone with such a complex look in their eyes, a mixture of joy, determination, fearlessness, worry, pity and other emotions.

In the emperor's arms, Li Yunche felt incredibly safe, and his previous fear vanished without a trace.

Suddenly he noticed that there was another person standing next to the emperor. It was a short, thin old man with a face full of wrinkles, a head of white hair, and a scepter that was taller than himself, as if it could be blown over by the wind at any moment.

The emperor's brilliance was so dazzling that Li Yunche only noticed this unknown old man at this moment.

That must be Macardo, the Imperial Chancellor Macardo, the hero Macardo. It is this seemingly frail old man who can manage all the affairs of the empire and ensure the continuation of the human empire.

Makado's lips moved slightly, as if he were speaking to the Emperor, or perhaps to himself. Unfortunately, Li Yunche had no idea what they were talking about.

Then, Li Yunche fell into a deep sleep. Before he fell asleep, he heard a voice in his ear, and this time he seemed to understand the conversation between the two of them.

"My lord, what should we do?"

"It's alright, Makado. We must believe in this child, believe that he will choose hope, believe that he will not fall into the trap of the worms in the shadows."

"So, what should we call this child?"

"Pais Tis Elpis".

"Elpis, son of mankind, son of hope, you are my blade, and also the hope of mankind." Li Yunche—no, now he should be called Elpis—sensed the emperor's majestic yet gentle voice, "You are both hope and curse."

Then Elpis, nestled in the Emperor's arms, closed his eyes and murmured:

"Elpis, Elpis."