Forced to die just after becoming invincible in Warhammer?

Every prayer is a questioning of the unknown. I long to gain a clearer understanding of the God-Emperor through this ritual.

As the days go by, the intensity of training continues to increase.

We not only need to master various complex weapons and equipment, but also conduct brutal actual combat simulation exercises.

Every time during the most difficult moments of training or combat, someone would softly recite a prayer to the God-Emperor. The voice was weak at first, but spread quickly through the team like sparks.

We prayed together, as if the power of the God-Emperor could penetrate these difficulties and give us guidance.

Strangely enough, at that moment, an inexplicable belief surged in my heart, and I firmly believed that we could overcome the difficulties.

Ultimately, with this belief and mutual cooperation, we successfully completed the training.

When I returned to the camp and stood before the statue of the Divine Emperor again, my feelings towards him seemed to have subtly changed.

Although I still haven't seen his true face, the belief that came from the bottom of my heart in difficult times gave me a deeper understanding of his existence.

The Divine Emperor is a belief, the Divine Emperor is the core of humanity, and he is the common understanding of all universes and galaxies.

But the dispute within the company did not subside. Although all believers knew the face of the God-Emperor, everyone saw it differently, but that was how the quarrel continued.

Different voices were constantly discussing the appearance of the Divine Emperor.

May 13th in the Terran calendar is destined to be a day of extraordinary significance.

Today is the day when the Gene Father Luojia releases a new prayer about the Divine Emperor. The entire camp is immersed in a solemn and exciting atmosphere.

Full of reverence and anticipation, we lined up in an orderly manner, waiting for the arrival of the great father of genes.

When Luo Jia appeared, his figure seemed to have its own light, solemn and majestic yet friendly.

He held in his hands piles of books, which were works he had written himself, and each one would be given to us.

What’s even more exciting is that Luo Jia will add his signature to each book.

This is undoubtedly a supreme honor for us.

Taking the book signed by Luo Jia, I felt the warmth to my touch, as if I could feel the effort and care that the father of genes had poured into it.

In my heart, the greatness of Luojia is beyond doubt.

Not only did he lead us out of our past hardships, providing us with food and literacy, he also passed on the teachings of the Divine Emperor to us in a way that was deeply rooted in our hearts.

His every move and every word is full of wisdom and love. He is undoubtedly the greatest descendant of the God-Emperor and the most steadfast guide on our journey forward.

We eagerly opened the book and began to recite the new prayer. Every word of the prayer seemed to contain infinite power, penetrating deeply into our souls.

Under Luojia's leadership, we chanted in unison, our voices resounding through the sky.

At that moment, I seemed to feel the presence of the Divine Emperor. His radiance seemed to shine through Luojia and fall upon each of us, making us more convinced that, under the guidance of the Father of Genes, we are steadily moving towards the bright road of the Divine Emperor.

A few months later, our 50th Company received orders to participate in a more brutal battle against the aliens.

The company commander told us in a serious tone that this mission was extremely dangerous.

The enemy we are about to face is the Necrons, the former overlord of the galaxy and the existence at the pinnacle of the material universe.

I heard from the priest who led me to become a Word Bearer that the guns in their hands were incredibly powerful and could destroy an Astartes with a single shot.

When I heard the news, I felt mixed emotions. I was deeply afraid, but at the same time, I felt inexplicably excited and even had the urge to crush everything.

After all, before this, I had only participated in the battle against the greenskins.

At that time, it was the joint efforts of our 50th and 51st companies that cleared out those greenskins.

But now, the situation is completely different. This time, all of our 50th to 60th companies are required to go out.

This shows that the power of the Necrons is by no means comparable to the enemies we have encountered before. The threat they bring is like a heavy dark cloud, weighing on the hearts of each of us.

But as Astartes warriors of the Word Bearers, we have long engraved faith and honor in our hearts. Even if there is an abyss ahead, we will jump in without hesitation. For the God-Emperor, for Lorgar, the Father of Genes, and to defend everything we cherish, we will fight a desperate battle with the Necrons.

When I stepped onto the deck of the battleship, a sense of mission and tension arose spontaneously, because I knew that I was about to go to an even more tragic battlefield.

Looking around, except for the company commander, no one else in our company had ever experienced a large-scale battle.

It is said that the company commander is a warrior who survived an apocalyptic-level war. Just hearing about his past is enough to inspire awe.

Whenever I feel nervous, I will silently pray to the God-Emperor in my heart.

After all, in the past decade or so, no matter what difficulties and predicaments I encountered, I would subconsciously pray to the Divine Emperor.

This kind of prayer has become a habit deep in my heart, a way to seek strength when facing unknown fears.

As the battleship gradually approached the battlefield, when we finally arrived, the scene before our eyes was shocking.

I saw countless mortal auxiliary troops charging forward like a tide. The scene was so vast that even as a super warrior like an Astartes, I could only see the surging crowd everywhere I looked, and I couldn't count how many people were bravely advancing.

They rushed towards the enemy without hesitation. Their fearless spirit of facing death moved me so much that I was worried about the brutal battle that was about to come.

At this moment, I intensified my prayers to the God-Emperor, hoping to draw strength from my faith to face the severe test that was about to come.

Watching the mortal auxiliary army charging like a surging wave, the shouts and screams made the air buzz.

Their figures appeared and disappeared in the smoke, and they rushed towards the enemy without hesitation. Their resolute momentum was moving, but also made people worried, after all, they were facing powerful Necrons.

Suddenly, a sharp whistling sound was heard in the distance, followed by beams of dark green light that streaked across the sky like meteors, accurately shooting towards the mortal auxiliary army.

In an instant, explosions occurred continuously, flames shot into the sky, and countless figures fell under this fierce attack.

My heart tightened as I realized the Necrons' counterattack had begun.

Upon seeing this, the company commander quickly shouted through the communication channel, "Everyone, attention, prepare for battle! According to the predetermined tactics, once the mortal auxiliary army has drawn some firepower, we will immediately enter the battlefield. Maintain a tight formation and do not panic!"

After hearing the company commander's order, the comrades who were originally a little nervous because of the tragic scene before them calmed down instantly, quickly checked their weapons and equipment, and waited for the order to charge.

I took a deep breath and silently prayed to the Divine Emperor in my heart again, trying to calm my pounding heart.

Looking at the determined eyes of my comrades around me, I felt a strong sense of cohesion, as if we were no longer separate individuals, but a whole fighting for a common belief and mission.

At this moment, the captain gave the order: "Charge! For the God-Emperor! For the Word Bearer!"

We rushed towards the battlefield like an arrow, weapons in our hands flashing coldly.

I could hear my own rapid breathing and strong heartbeat. As the distance to the enemy got closer and closer, the fear in my heart was gradually replaced by the passion of battle.

At this moment, I have only one belief, that is, in this tragic battle, relying on my faith in the God-Emperor and the unity of my comrades, I will fight bravely to kill the enemy, avenge those fallen mortal auxiliary troops, and fight for the glory of our Word Bearers.

Only after charging into the enemy camp did I truly feel the horror of the Necrons.

They are tall, dressed in cold metal armor, and exude a terrifying aura.

The weapon in his hand continuously spews out deadly energy, and every blow carries the power of destruction.

I swung the chainsaw sword with all my might, and just as I knocked down an enemy, I suddenly felt a cold gaze locked onto me.

I turned my head subconsciously and saw a Necron gun aimed at me.

Before I could react, a beam of green light shot out like lightning and hit me instantly.

At that moment, a severe pain came over me, as if it was going to tear my entire body apart and disintegrate.

I could clearly feel my body gradually dissipating under the impact of this powerful energy, and the power of life was rapidly dissipating like the sand in an hourglass.

But my habit should have saved me. During the battle, I frantically recited prayers to the God-Emperor in my heart. Those words that I recited countless times in my daily life seemed to have some kind of mysterious power at this moment, and they continued to flow out from the bottom of my heart.

The miracle happened at this critical moment.

The body that was being madly disintegrated by the green light beam began to recover in an indescribable way.

The damaged muscles grew again and the dissipated bones condensed again. It was as if time was flowing backwards for me and all the wounds were healing rapidly.

This sudden scene stunned the surrounding Necrons.

A hint of barely perceptible astonishment seemed to emerge on their metallic faces, which had originally shown no emotion.

I myself was also stunned by this incredible scene.

Chapter 333 Summary: The Emperor is annoyed.

Can you imagine the feeling of being constantly talked about your achievements and admired by hundreds of millions of people?

The Emperor felt terrible about this.

For him, it is a burden to have people expressing worship or practicing faith every moment of every day and night.

The Emperor is not one of those beings in the Warp, and He does not need believers at all.

Take the Word Bearers for example. Even though they became super warriors, they still insisted on worshipping the Emperor, which made the Emperor very dissatisfied.

If Luo Jia had not made great achievements in conquering planets and made many contributions to the expansion of the empire's territory, he would have punished him severely, such as crucifying him.

The so-called blessing was actually nothing more than the Emperor's own overflowing spiritual energy that played a role at the critical moment.

The Emperor released these psychic energies only to further expand the scale and impact of the war and better achieve the strategic goals of the Empire, not to respond to the worship of the Word Bearers or meet their expectations.

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I roared and charged towards the Necrons, my chainsaw sword making a sharp buzzing sound in the air, as if it could also feel the fighting spirit in me that was ignited by the power of the God-Emperor.

The Necron who had just shot at me was the first to react. He raised the gun in his hand again, and the dark green beam shot out towards me again.

However, at this moment I am no longer the me who almost died just now.

With the blessing of the power of the Emperor of God, I moved as fast as lightning, dodged to the side, and easily avoided the deadly beam of light.

Then, using the momentum, I leaped high into the air, pouncing towards the Necron like a ferocious predator.

The Necron seemed caught off guard by my swift counterattack, its metal body pausing slightly.

In this fleeting moment, the chainsaw sword in my hand fell down fiercely and hit its arm accurately.

With a teeth-grinding friction sound, the chainsaw sword cut into its metal body, sparks flying.

The Necrons let out a sharp howl that echoed across the battlefield like some kind of signal.

The surrounding Necrons gathered around me and surrounded me.

But I was not afraid at all. The power of the God-Emperor surged within me, filling me with endless courage.

I wielded the chainsaw sword, dashing left and right among the enemies, each swing bringing up a storm of blood.

A Necron seized the opportunity and attacked from the side. The sharp blade in its hand flashed with cold light and stabbed straight at my waist.

I noticed the movement beside me, turned quickly, and blocked the fierce attack with my chainsaw sword.

The two blades collided with a loud bang, and the powerful impact made my arm numb slightly.

But I took advantage of the situation and kicked out, hitting the Necron in the chest and sending it flying backwards.

In the fierce battle, I caught a glimpse from the corner of my eye that not far away, my comrades in our company were also fighting a desperate battle with the Necrons.

The company commander led the way, wielding the power axe in his hand with great vigor, and every blow could cause heavy damage to the Necrons.

Under his leadership, his comrades were in high spirits. Although the enemy was strong, no one showed any intention of retreating.

While I was fighting hard, I kept expressing my gratitude for the protection of the God-Emperor in my heart. At the same time, I secretly vowed to join hands with my comrades to completely defeat these blasphemers and let the God-Emperor's reputation be demonstrated once again on this battlefield.

But then a deafening burst of artillery fire rang out, and the sound seemed to tear the entire battlefield apart.

Immediately afterwards, the sky was instantly filled with dense black spots, and countless shells fell like raindrops.

The shells were incredibly accurate, falling straight towards where the Necrons were.

For a moment, there were explosions on the battlefield and flames shot into the sky.

One after another, huge mushroom clouds rose up and spread in all directions accompanied by strong air waves.

The Necrons hit by the shells were instantly engulfed by the powerful impact force. Their hard metal bodies were torn and twisted like fragile pieces of paper under the fierce artillery fire.

Body fragments and metal debris were scattered everywhere like flowers from heaven, accompanied by billowing smoke from the Erqi Qiong 18VI.

Taking advantage of the chaos, I quickly looked around and found that the supporting artillery fire came from the fleet coming from behind us.

Those huge warships were suspended in the sky like giant beasts. The guns on the ships kept flashing with light and firing shells continuously, carrying out saturation attacks on the Necrons.

"Everyone, stay calm. With the cover of artillery fire, continue the attack! Fight for the God-Emperor!" The company commander's voice came through the communication channel, full of excitement and inspiration.

When the comrades heard this, they roared in anger and their morale was greatly boosted.

We took advantage of the Necrons' confusion under the bombardment and charged towards the enemy with even greater courage and fearlessness.

I gripped my chainsaw sword tightly, aimed at a Necron that was struggling to stand up from the aftermath of the explosion, and rushed over.

At this moment, it had not yet recovered from the impact of the explosion. I seized the opportunity, jumped high, and inserted the chainsaw sword into its head.

Then he used the chainsaw sword to cut off the alien's neck.

With a creepy sound, the Necron twitched a few times and then stopped moving.