Warhammer 40k: Melee Warriors

Sailing towards the edge of the hazy sector, Sharon definitely couldn't do that job; it would be a miracle if he didn't lead the ship to the Ghoul Sector.

(After reviewing the comments, refining the outline, and considering the later plot, I've decided to revise some of the earlier content. Chapter 76 and subsequent chapters have been slightly modified, with some changes to the setting. However, this doesn't mean the old settings are no longer used; they're just more subtle. I felt that explicitly stating them now would be too abrupt, so I'm going to use other plot points to lay the groundwork and make the protagonist's growth smoother. For those readers who read the old settings... just consider it Tzeentch's ever-changing power giving you some random fragments of the future, sob sob.)

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Chapter 104: Khorne: The Milky Way is suspected to be too...

Elaine had never been so nervous. Her heart was pounding, and her slender, white fingers were pressed against her chest, trying to calm the deafening sound.

Everything that happened at the Void Station was her own fault. If she hadn't disobeyed her uncle's orders and gone to the lower level of the Void Station out of curiosity, and seen the poverty and misery of the people there, none of what happened would have occurred.

She flew into a rage, demanding to know how her uncle could manage the Void Station so poorly, and how he could so coldly watch the people on the lower levels of the Void Station slowly die from arduous labor and terrible living conditions.

Uncle patiently explained to the angry Elaine that each level of the Void Station had its own destiny.

The navigators, residing at the top of the Void Station and living in luxury under the service of others, are born to explore the mysteries of the Warp for the Emperor.

The lower-ranking family guards, workers, and sailors were merely cogs in a machine loyal to this mission; they could be replaced at any time, and they had to prove to the family that their existence was worthwhile with everything they had.

Even if the entire family responsible for operating the cargo elevator were to die from a mysterious plague and mental illness, the cost of replacing them would not be as high as transporting a bunch of potted plants purchased from the Garden World.

Elaine could not accept this fate. Having only learned about fragments of this cruel world from books, she used her noble bloodline for the first time, demanding that her uncle improve the living conditions of the lower-level people in the Void Station.

His uncle had a complicated expression, but in the end he did as he was told.

The noble bloodline cannot be disobeyed; this is the ironclad rule of the family.

Thus, the leader who held the second-highest power in the Void Station died in a riot in the lower levels of the Void Station.

Those people whom Elaine pitied and sympathized with were creating unbearable human tragedies, and even devoured their uncle's corpse to learn how to break through the Void Station's defense system and communication network.

The entire Void Station fell in a short time, and in the end only loyal guards remained to hold the gates of the Sanctuary, protecting Elaine and the few remaining women and children until reinforcements arrived.

But would reinforcements really arrive? Elaine wasn't sure if her psionic communications had been successfully transmitted and fallen into the hands of a reliable Imperial army.

This hope is too slim... The fall of the Void Holy Map is a foregone conclusion.

Kindness and naivety will only bring you endless suffering...

This was the advice her uncle gave Elaine as he led his guards down to the lower levels, and it has now become Elaine's last words in remembrance of her uncle.

If I... if I could have been more ruthless and listened to my uncle's advice, would the riot at Void Sanctuary have turned out so badly?

Feeling guilty for her foolishness and naivety, Elaine tried her best to keep her gaze fixed on the scarlet, terrifying giant.

Elaine felt only tension towards the butcher who had given them hope for life only to cruelly take it away.

Komi stopped a short distance in front of Elaine, arrogantly staring only at her, ignoring the women and children around him, completely unconcerned that any of them might be enemies who posed a threat to him.

Stop and be quiet.

This is a good start; at least it lets Elaine know that the Scarlet Butcher in front of her has the willingness to communicate.

She lowered her posture, controlled her voice to keep it from trembling, and began their conversation with impeccable elegance.

However, her lack of experience in communicating with people of her own rank still made her words full of aristocratic arrogance, which made Bennett even more determined to kill her.

"I am Elaine Hattie, the youngest daughter of the Hattie family, the navigator favored by the Emperor..."

"Let's skip those words," Komi replied calmly.

Although the voice was rarely malicious, it sounded aggressive due to his demeanor and the amplification of the microphone.

Elaine immediately shut her mouth, her fair complexion, where even the veins under her skin were visible, turned even paler.

Komi pointed at Irene, then at the people around him who dared not move, and said.

"If you join our team, they can survive."

"Your team? May I ask who you are?"

No sooner had Elaine finished speaking than Antoine burst into laughter at the naive innocence emanating from the young navigator's tone and soul.

Sharp, piercing laughter echoed wildly beneath the emperor's statue, causing those nearby to clutch their bleeding ears and crouch on the ground in agony.

Annoyed by what he heard, Gu Jian directly kicked Antoine.

He flew a long way, landing in a crowd and killing several people on the spot. Lying on the ground, covered in a bloody mess, he groaned with pleasure and joy at being able to feel pain again.

Elaine was startled by the conflict, but she also realized that she had absolutely no bargaining power in front of these powerful warriors.

In the end, she could only forget the foolish idea of ​​seeking justice for those death guards, slowly approach Komi, and finally show her sincerity to Komi in the most humble and submissive way she had read in the book.

She knelt down before Komi, her body drooping like a stretched-out puppy, finally gently touching her lips to Komi's iron boots.

If Koken wanted to, half of her body would be trampled into a bloody pulp by the iron shoes.

Seeing Elaine so humbly begging for their lives, the people couldn't help but sob softly.

Koken felt nothing about it, but Khorne, who had been watching the show, was enraged by the weakness of these people.

In the order recognized by Khorne, only the strong, and the strong who challenge the strong, deserve to live.

Cowards who cannot even resist should all die, and their blood is not enough to appease Khorne.

Correspondingly, as a warrior who believes in Khorne, even if you kill an entire planet of weak-willed beings all by yourself, you will hardly win Khorne's approval.

It's one thing to be unworthy of being a sacrifice, but it's quite another for Khorne to hate cowards.

Just seeing these people still alive made Khorne feel disgusted, as if he had a greenbottle fly in his mouth.

So He made His move, exhaling a breath of hot air that drifted toward Komi, signaling him to stop talking nonsense and simply kill all the women and children.

Komi rubbed his other fingers with his thumb to vent his embarrassment. His ears were ringing, and some very indistinct whispers aroused his bloodlust, prompting him to kill all the women and children.

Komi's only response was to impatiently brush his hand behind his ear, as if shooing away a few annoying flies.

"Ok?"

Khorne exclaimed in surprise at how easily His will could be resisted, and leaning against the back of the throne, he involuntarily moved forward an inch.

The anger of resistance rose within him, but was then calmed by Komi's composed indifference.

This kid... seems kind of interesting.

Chapter 105: Kid, you've successfully caught my attention.

In His view, there are only three possibilities for a warrior who can withstand the whispers of slaughter.

First, they possess an indomitable spirit, capable of suppressing His hints.

Just like Dorne, who was as stubborn as a rock, Khorne spent hundreds of years wearing down his will one-on-one, trying to make this loyal hound of the emperor submit to his arrangements.

"Rogdoryn, throw yourself into the sea of ​​blood, and I will grant you unimaginable power!"

“I am Rogdorn.”

"Rogdorn, forget your father's lies. His ideals were nothing more than a dying candle, easily extinguished with a flick of our wrists..."

"I am Rogdorn..."

The same old story had been going on for centuries, to the point that Khorne still found the conversation daunting, but his opinion of Dorne hadn't diminished; on the contrary, it had risen even higher.

What we can't have is always the best; what we get too easily just feels tasteless.

For example, Angron was not well regarded by Khorne, even though he had offered up countless skulls and blood in his dragging and pulling, Khorne never improved his opinion of him.

The second type is warriors who have high aspirations and strict standards for the blood and skulls they hunt with their own abilities. Such people are unwilling to waste their time and energy on the weak.

The last possibility is that it was snatched away by another god first.

Khorne could not see any traces of other gods on the ancient body; Angron's blood still flowed in the body of this World Eater.

If that's the case, then it must be the second one.

He had long been concerned about Komi's overly neat and simple armor, and Komi's behavior of discarding the spoils of war he had obtained in the past as if they were trash was clearly proof of his dissatisfaction.

Khorne couldn't help but be curious about Komi's next journey, wondering if this little world-devourer had the ability to support his arrogance and ambition.

Khorne did not bestow blessings, but instead brought forth a raging fire and molten brass.

Markarth's name was cast in brass, and then Khorne casually tossed this object, which looked like a sword blank, into the wilderness.

This place is filled with the names of warriors who once amused Khorne. Some sword blanks shattered due to their masters' deaths, becoming stepping stones for other sword blanks, while others continued to evolve into true longswords because of their masters' power.

After doing all this, Khorne shifted his gaze. God's interest always comes and goes quickly. He looked toward a battlefield of apocalyptic scale, watching waves of warriors die on the war-torn surface of the planet, occasionally mocking the Emperor's inaction.

You believe in and hope that the Emperor will save you, but he can only sit on the throne of Terra and slowly rot.

Komi had already completed his looting; in addition to throwing the navigator Elaine into the airdrop pod, they had also collected a lot of supplies.

When the drop pod could no longer contain Bennett and Antoine's greed, her appearance was fully utilized.

The dangerous-looking airdrop pod was filled with boxes, and the spikes finally proved that they were not just ornaments.

Antoine even tore off many human skins and bundled them up, occasionally unwrapping the bandages covering his face to admire Elaine trembling under his hideous gaze.

Bennett deliberately drank a lot of water before returning, causing the fountain at the Void Station to circulate out of control.

According to him, he finally washed away the bitter taste that had lingered in his mouth for so long.

Even if they accidentally entered the time vortex of the warp, he could ensure that he would be the one with the most water.

To fit his current identity, Koji retrieved the clan chief's head and sat in the airdrop pod, cleaning the flesh and carapace from the skull. He didn't want a rotting piece of flesh emitting a foul stench hanging in his room.

“Let’s go, Hela,” Bennett said, then maneuvered Hela away from the void station, not caring what would happen inside.

Hela radiated malice toward the stranger Elaine inside her, making her seat even colder and deliberately sending more tremors around her.

However, this action was relatively mild compared to her previous actions. Hela always tore apart things she didn't like with the explosives in her turrets, and her tolerance of Elaine's existence was only because Komi was not someone to be trifled with.

Feeling physically and mentally distressed, Elaine unconsciously moved closer to Komi, as she could sense how others viewed her through her third eye, hidden beneath the eye-shaped gem.

Bennett, clad in dark blue armor and decorated with bat wings, was cold towards me. Anyone who approached him would be met with merciless insults and even torture.

Antoine, clad in pink armor and covered in human skin, was both ambiguous and disgusting towards him. Her eyes gleamed with a lewd and even more blasphemous light, making him feel like an animal stripped of all dignity and clothing in her presence.

This is terrifying...

Elaine was terrified, but finally mustered up the courage to look at Komi.

Thick stench of blood pressed down on the dull gold, interspersed with a helpless darkness. Vibrant green and dynamic blue lingered at the edges, while a faint purplish-pink clung to the corners like a needle.

Komi's ability to perceive colors was far richer than that of the other two, even surpassing Elaine's own perception.