Hyperion, but in Warhammer 40K

This change excited Tzeentch. He wanted it, he desperately wanted to find the source of the change. He wanted to bestow his most generous blessing upon the other, to make him his chosen one. He wanted to obtain him.

It has been ten thousand years since Tzeentch had such a desire.

Changes, changes, changes, endless changes.

Tzeentch's ultimate pursuit, nothing excites him more than change.

Now he was like a hungry beast, wanting to find the master of change.

But unfortunately, he couldn't see anything, he really didn't see anything. Then he looked in the direction of his gaze and saw a red light.

"Khorne!!!"

Tzeentch let out a sharp roar as he saw the butcher.

The reason he couldn't see it must be because Khorne, the stupid butcher, wanted to stifle this change.

Damn it, are you also like that rubbish Nurgle, betraying and changing?

So, at this moment, the always stingy and abstract Tzeentch also bestowed a blessing that was no less than Khorne's. He wanted to tear this madman apart and find the source of change.

If the conditions were not allowing it, he would have thrown Carlos or Magnus over.

Bless him, get him...

"Praise the Lord of Change, crush the minions of Khorne!!!"

At this moment, the Thousand Sons' wizard also sensed this energy, the desire and blessing of the Lord of Change. Then, thunder flashed, and the ice solidified. Even more violent frost and lightning rained down from the sky, indiscriminately attacking everyone around except those in Tzeentch's camp.

Especially those Khorne lunatics, the melee continued to escalate.

As for the empire at this time...

From the Inquisitors and the White Scars Astartes to the head of the PDF, everyone felt their worldview shattered, and the Necrons knew it.

After all, xenomorphs weren't heretics, and they didn't cause corruption or contagion. Even before the Great Rift opened, heretics weren't as numerous as xenomorphs.

So everyone knows about these things.

At this moment, Chris only felt that there was a slight discrepancy in his cognition. He felt that the world was too crazy. If he was not crazy, then the world was crazy.

Especially after he saw a golden Undead Lord emitting a sacred aura shouting for the God-Emperor, for humanity, and for the Second Empire...

At this time, the judge had given up thinking and stared blankly at everything in front of him.

At the same time, a flash of light appeared, and Zhou Ye was directly teleported in front of him.

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Chapter 20: Undead Guarding the National Gate

Chris, an inquisitor of a xenophobic order.

As an Inquisitor from Terra, he has been an Inquisitor since the moment he took office.

He was ready to sacrifice himself for the Emperor, and now, to some extent, he was undoubtedly a heretic for the Emperor.

Although he is not an Inquisitor of the Hammer Recess, he is just like the Inquisitor of Eisenhorn.

However, his work as an Inquisitor gradually made him numb, and he subsequently inherited a large amount of property from his retired mentor, including enough Chaos Creatures to allow him to endure the death penalty of white phosphorus.

So Chris knew that he would eventually die a miserable death, while his mentor would be able to live to retirement and live out his days in a garden world, but he felt that he might not be as lucky as his teacher.

Therefore, he must devote himself better to the empire and His Majesty before his end comes.

Therefore, he read widely and escaped Tzeentch's corruption several times, all in order to find a way to defeat the empire's great enemies in the vast sea of knowledge.

Black bean sprouts, green skin, chicken thieves, space necromancers...

He had dealt with too many aliens to count, but he couldn't even remember the ones that had been killed in a single blow by the Empire.

So Chris thought of himself as an excellent and experienced judge, but today he felt that his three views had been overturned.

The Necrons, a race of ancient skeletons. Their technology was at the forefront of the galaxy, and they once had a glorious civilization. He knew them well, and he knew how to deal with them.

Your Divine Majesty, the only hope for this corrupt empire of humanity.

But when the Necrons and His Majesty, two completely unrelated things, were combined together, coupled with that slogan full of honor, Chris felt that his brain was not enough.

He didn't know whether the world was just this crazy or he was crazy.

In fact, it wasn't just him. The White Scars Space Marines were also staring at all this in amazement, even though they knew that the Necrons had slept for too long.

It even damaged my brain, but what kind of Necrons are these sacred Necrons who believe in the Emperor?

As for those mortals, there is no need to mention them. They all watched all this in silence.

until.......

"Ah, comfortable."

Along with the teleportation, a rather inopportune voice echoed. It was Father 010 Omega, the savior of Estia, who had returned with his four Castellan mechas.

This is the highest combat power of their Estia, but why is there a golden one.

Oh, that's not a Castellan mecha, it's a Necrons emperor, that's fine.

Wait, the Hierophant of the Necrons!!!

At that moment, a group of people looked over with horror. However, Zhou Ye didn't know what they were thinking at the moment, but instead looked at the battlefield below with great interest.

"This is Warhammer 40. Anyway, what was the purpose of coming here in the first place? Forget it, that's not important. I want to have a great time now."

Looking at everything below, Zhou Ye also showed a happy expression on his face. Of course, because of the mask, no one else could see it at all.

click

Just as Zhou Ye was sighing, the sound of loading a gun rang out. Almost everyone aimed their guns at the Necromancer's Emperor. He didn't know what his original name was, and he had long forgotten it.

The Necron Emperor, who now calls himself the Archbishop of Estia, is now being pointed at by everyone with weapons.

However, looking at the ribs that exuded a sacred aura, he was a little unsure whether this thing was considered a blasphemy to the Emperor of God, so he gave up.

"We are all devout subjects of the God-Emperor. What we should do now is to offer the God-Emperor's mercy to the scum of Chaos and the heretics of the cult. Please do not provoke a civil war in the Empire at this time."

"........"

Looking at the gun pointed at him, Archbishop Estia spoke righteously with a look of compassion.

This scene silenced everyone. Guess what they saw.

A Necron was actually talking about the God-Emperor. He urged them to destroy the aliens for the God-Emperor. But the problem is, in all of Estia, you're the biggest alien.

There is also the Imperial Civil War. Isn't it only natural for us to fight you Necrons?

At this moment, Archbishop Estia paid no attention to the weapons pointed at him, but instead walked over to explain the Emperor's Words to every soldier he saw, telling everyone that they were all believers in the God-Emperor.

Everyone is the currency of the God-Emperor, and we should not use this precious currency on civil war.

The Divine Emperor is tolerant, and we should work together to eliminate the Divine Emperor's great enemies. In the end, he made every PDF leader feel ashamed and put down their weapons.

As for why the Astartes hadn't been lectured, it was because they and the Inquisitor had already surrounded Zhou Ye. Qin Meng and Chris were looking at him with red eyes, as if they wanted to tear him apart.

"You want reinforcements, don't you? I'm telling you if this is reinforcements."

Seeing himself surrounded by a group of two-meter-tall men, Zhou Ye also revealed a "shy" smile.

“Yes, the more the better, but can you explain to me what this is!!!”

Chris no longer wanted to pay attention to these Necrons. He wanted to tear Zhou Ye apart with his bare hands. However, considering that the muzzle of the Castellan mecha beside him had already started to warm up, he held back his anger.

Others may not know, but they all heard what Zhou Ye said in their channel just now.

He was also very angry about Zhou Ye's innocent reaction.

"Look, this is your request. I've recorded it."

"Tell me how you did it and what their condition is."

"It's just Shan Luo... cough cough cough. When I went in, this tomb of the dead had been dormant for too long, and the Necromancer at its core had already broken down."

“And you fixed it for them???”

Hearing this, Chris gritted his teeth and said that he had forgotten that most humans could not understand the technology of the Necrons.

“That’s not the case…”

Zhou Ye would never say that he really fixed them, but changed his words at this time:

"I previously obtained an ownerless core from the Necromancer and attempted to write the Emperor's Words into it. This time, I simply installed the core in his body."

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Chapter 21 Chris Discovers a Blind Spot (Part )

Chris's teeth were about to break at this point. He didn't find it strange that the Oil Man was doing this. To be honest, when it came to doing this, the Oil Man might not even be as good as the Inquisitor.

But even after reading all the files and documents, he had never seen an oil man who could do such a job.

If I had known that this oil guy would mess up the job, I shouldn't have trusted him.

And at this moment, Chris also realized that he had misjudged the 010 Omega Priest in front of him every time.

He initially thought he was just a frustrated priest who refused limb modification, but he was wrong. He found that he had a profound knowledge, so it was probably not just a simple frustration, but a bad mouth.

But now Chris realized he might be wrong again. This guy wasn't just foul-mouthed at all. At most, he was isolated because of his foul mouth. And when necessary, he could be used for academic exchanges between different Forge Worlds, providing sustainable output to those oil men who belonged to the Empire.

Therefore, this guy must have done something terrible to shock the entire Forging World to be kicked out, and because of his strength, even the Forging World couldn't do anything to him, so he escaped.

So, the enraged Forge World expelled him. If he hadn't known that he was facing a powerful enemy, and that he might not be able to defeat the three Castellan mechas behind him, or even deal with some of the strange artifacts that guy had taken out of his body, he would have wanted to use a bomb to hit the other party's head.

He was sure that although the three Castellan mechas behind him looked the same as the ones he had seen before, this guy must have stuffed some strange things into them.

Of course, his idea was not wrong. Among these three mechas, Zhou Ye had rubbed them. Imitation Melta Particle Gun (a modified version of the Holy Judge of Heavenly Fire), Imitation Seven Thunders of Purification, Imitation Star of Eden...

"So why is this thing so shiny and golden? I just heard the Holy Oil of the Ecclesiarchy has disappeared. Those corrupted people might hate it, but since they already have it, they can't just throw it away. They must have put it away."

"Bingo, I soaked him in holy oil."

Looking at the Inquisitor, who was already on the verge of madness, Zhou Ye patted his shoulder in approval. The Inquisition might be feared elsewhere, but in front of him, it was like a chicken on the side of the road.

"Then why are those Necrons......"

"This must be the power of the Emperor, quack!!!"

"........"

For a moment, the Inquisitor fell silent, as he found himself unable to find any logical loopholes. Only the Emperor's might could cause such a transformation in this alien thing. Yes, it must be the Emperor's might... Bullshit!!!

He was sure that this guy must have his own little secret, maybe the kind that could allow him to sit at the same table with those dark angels.

Dark Angel.......

Thinking of this, the Inquisitor shuddered suddenly, and he thought of the oil man in front of him who had accurately hit the pain point of the Thousand Son.

He knew about Pros's companionship with Luo Zhifen; it was a very ancient secret. He had only seen a few records on ancient parchment, but it was Leman Russ's masterpiece. Although it was now said that Leman Russ was fighting against the fallen Primarch, if it was at that time...

Whether he had done anything wrong or not was hard to say. It was understandable that the Thousand Sons wizard was angry at that time, but it was the last few sentences that completely broke his defense.

See this is your brother, do you want to mail your brother to Ahriman?

Brother, sand, Ahriman........

Only then did Chris realize that this wasn't a story most people would know. This oil man was likely an ancient oil man, like Belisarius Cawl, who had been lost in the Warp and had come here after emerging.

As for him, it's quite possible that he was a sage from ancient Mars, unwilling to return, perhaps unable to endure the current environment of the Empire. Therefore, he simply exiled himself. If such a being returned to Mars, even Mars, known for its cliques and conservativeness, would likely give him a grand ceremony. With this thought, Chris silently retreated.

He didn't want to say anything now. If the person in front of him was really an oil man from ancient times, then he might have worked with the Emperor and even communicated with him.

"I'll have to look through the Martian records when I get back to see if they have any records about this person."

However, Zhou Ye was unaware of the judge's brainstorming and continued to perform. Although if it were his original self, he would definitely not be able to do such a move.

But it doesn't matter, now I'm wearing a leather suit, a leather suit of the Mechanicus. When some people put on a mask, they may have taken off their own mask. Zhou Ye is in this state now.

God of Fun!!!

"So praise the Emperor!!!"

At this time, Zhou Ye opened his arms, just like the Onion Knight in Dark Soul in his previous life, and then golden light shone on him.