Hyperion, but in Warhammer 40K

For example, the Shameful Month incident that caused such a mess. The world was like a cesspool, and he couldn't say anything.

"Ah, I remember I originally just wanted to come here to dig up some materials and quietly kill a few Chaos Demons. But instead of Chaos Demons, it turned into a grand melee."

It was only then that Zhou Ye remembered what he was going to do, and then he started to lose his temper. Honestly, despite the commotion here, it was only an appetizer in the galaxy.

Not a single warp rift opened, not a single demon appeared. So basically, this was just a conventional war. Although there would be some cleansing afterwards, it was nothing compared to those demonic explosions.

Zhou Ye was still very dissatisfied with this, as his harvest was a little small. But it wasn't bad either; that Fallen Titan was a big haul, and he had a great time eating it. The only pity was that it was only a Warhound Titan; it would have been much better if it was a War General-level Titan.

It seems that those black oil guys are not very good. There is not even a Titan Legion for academic exchanges, only this thing.

"The harvest is not bad, ahead of the Blood Crows. They have carried out a rescue exploration of this world, and this time they will probably return empty-handed. If I were a soldier and I ran away halfway through the fight, I would probably get shot."

Of course, a look of satisfaction soon appeared on Zhou Ye’s face. He was more Tzeentch than Tzeentch, more Khorne than Khorne, and more Blood Crow than Blood Crow.

Follow the Blood Crow's path and leave the Blood Crow nowhere to go. This is my life creed.

As for running away mid-battle, it doesn't matter. Look at the Dark Angels. They go after the Fallen Angels mid-battle, only to end up killing their own teammates. And I only do this after the outcome is already decided. I'm so heartless.

Sometimes it's just a meme, and a lot of times when people say Blood Crow is a meme. But in reality, Blood Crow is just obsessed with relics, not stealing everything.

For example, when they entered Zhou Yang's cabin, they did not touch his supplies, fuel, or hull structure, so most of the Blood Crows were really only interested in the relics, not stealing everything as some secondary creations or jokes said.

If these guys had touched the supplies or fuel, causing the destruction of ships and the loss of lives, they would have become public enemies long ago.

Finally, as the star's light completely enveloped the earth, the last heretic also died under the laser gun. Now, before Zhou Ye was a dense pile of corpses within a radius of dozens of kilometers.

He conservatively estimated that there were several million of them. There were not only cultists here, but also a large number of garbage men and gang members who had been dragged in.

But that doesn't matter anymore, the battle is now completely over.

But this has just ended, and next they will distribute a large number of flamethrowers to burn these corpses. However, they are no longer needed now, and the Gauss weapons of the undead are more suitable.

They didn't even have to worry about corruption, after all, those Necron Warriors were just soulless machines. The demons of the Warp had no way of corrupting such soulless things, and they didn't want money, and the supplies to support their operations were very few.

It can only be said that in terms of exploitation, the Empire treats all aliens and its own people equally.

"It's a pity. It's still very troublesome to be alone. I need a war group, but this planet is not suitable."

The invasion has just ended, but the aftermath will linger for decades. Remember, Estia has three large hives, with a population exceeding ten billion. Only the Upper and Middle Hives of Estia's largest hive remain intact. As for the other two hives and the wasteland...

The Purge would continue anyway, and the Inquisition would be permanently stationed here. Furthermore, with the White Scars and Blood Ravens around, it was a bit inappropriate for me to form a chapter on my own.

"It's best to find a wild world when you come back."

Speaking of this, Zhou Ye also thought in his heart that that place is quite good. A group of savages who don't know anything, it's very easy for him to operate.

"Father, our governor invites you to his palace. There will be a grand victory banquet, and the angel will also be there."

"OK........"

Hearing this, Zhou Ye did not refuse. He took off all his exoskeletons, put on a red robe and left. He did not want to take anything with him. He wanted to see what the blood crows could get from him.

Anyway, he had already said that he had made almost no modifications to his body.

The following events unfolded much as Zhou Ye had anticipated. Not only did Estia resist the invasion of Chaos, but with Chaos's help, they also eliminated the Chicken Thief. While this creature was certain to return, it was unknown whether that would happen for decades or even centuries.

So, Estia was now a pure world, ignoring the undead that had taken up residence in the Ecclesiarchate. Aliens weren't heretics, anyway; they wouldn't cause corruption. The rest was up to fate.

But no matter what, there was a lot of drinking and chatting in the Governor's Mansion.

Aside from a few blood crows with bruised faces, everyone else was happy. As for why the blood crows had bruises on their faces, it was because they had reached out to Zhou Ye's mechas and were then punched in the face by the power fist.

Their captain was now cautiously cursing, saying they had suffered a huge loss and had nothing left in the entire nest. He had tried to get something from the oil man, but ended up getting nothing.

What's the point of you, a mecha guy, not modifying anything at all? And your three mecha soldiers have specially written programs to guard against the Blood Crows, or the AI intelligence, and they will be hit with an iron fist as soon as they get close.

Zhou Ye didn't care about the cursing Blood Crow. He was a little drunk at the moment and suddenly said:

"Come here, my little White Scar boys, I will tell you a little story about your father, Chagatai Khan."

In an instant, the bustling hall fell into immersion, and the nobles who had just been toasting each other almost shrank under the table.

PS: Recommend, recommend, well, more than 8 recommendations. I won’t play games today. I will update words again.

Chapter 25 Broken Chapter Dog!!!

Following Zhou Ye's strange words, the local nobles of Estia almost fell to their knees. Many of them couldn't even hold their wine glasses, and some even shrunk under their beds. Guess what they heard?

A greaseman actually called a group of demigod angels "little bastards" and told them the story of their father.

"Is this something we mortals can listen to? Will we be silenced?"

At this time, someone had already quietly retreated outside. Don't let the blood splash on me.JPG.

As for Chris at this time, he no longer wanted to pay any attention to it. He no longer cared about the origin of this oil man.

Anyway, he knew that this was not a master he could handle. If it weren't for the God Emperor's gaze shining here, he would have suspected that this guy was a transformed Demon Lord. No, or perhaps the Demon Lord was a little overestimating him.

None of those Tzeentch guys are as crazy as this guy. They would never come up with something as abstract and crazy as the sanctified Necrons.

In other words, even the Lord of Change wasn't as crazy as him. Now he could already imagine the expressions of the Emperor's devout followers when they went to worship the Ecclesiarch, and saw that their Archbishop was a Necromancer, and that the Ecclesiarch's priests and acolytes were all devout Necrons.

Anyway, I guess the believer's heart is not very happy. He just feels that the world has gradually become distorted and abstract.

Although he already knew the general idea of the matter, he knew that the origin of this oil man might not be simple.

But after hearing these words, he couldn't help but shudder. How dare you say that, the White Scars Primarch, Chagatai Khan's short story.

Who the hell are you, the Emperor or Malcador?

Are you really not afraid that these White Scars Space Marines will kill you? You have to know that although they are Death Watch and you can mobilize them, you can't stop them if they really piss you off.

"Forget it. Those mechas that are suspected to have abominable intelligence are here anyway. I don't think we can defeat them, so let's stay away from them for a while."

Looking at Zhou Ye, who seemed to be talking nonsense after drinking too much, Chris silently moved away from him.

"........"

As these words fell, several Space Marines from the White Scars, who were the first in command, subconsciously touched their chainswords and bolters.

If any other gear boy dared to say so, they would definitely show him what it meant to be so red.

But the problem is that the mechanical priest in front of them is someone they respect very much, and they can't beat those mechanical soldiers that have undergone crazy modifications.

So they decided to listen to what the priest had to say.

Could it be possible that it is even more ancient and better-speaking than our own ancient fearless elders?

White Scar didn't believe this, so he just waited to see what Zhou Ye would say.

"Those were truly ancient times, when the Emperor faced isolation from the Warp Storm. Humanity was divided, and the aliens treacherously attacked humanity. Civilization regressed, and technology was lost. To prepare for the future Great Crusade, the Emperor and Erda created twenty..."

“No, wait???”

White Scars and Chris were stunned when they heard this. Blood Raven was also stunned. You were talking about the events of Chagatai Khan, why are you talking about things before the Empire?

"Ahem, forget it. Those are too old. You little brats might not like them."

Just as he started talking, Zhou Ye burped and immediately changed the subject, which made everyone's ears itch.

“We’d love to hear it!!!”

"Don't stop!!!"

"Stop talking, let's go first."

Now, only a group of canned goods and Inquisitor Chris were left in the entire palace. Everyone else had fled and closed the gate. Zhou Ye was left looking at the empty hall in a daze, and said helplessly:

"I originally wanted to tell you about the Primarch's childhood, but forget it, since you don't like it. I'll skip it and tell you about Jaghatai's story in Chogoris and his encounter with the Emperor. I'm not saying you're just joking!!!"

Although there are no mortals left at this time, I don't know why several Astartes are trembling. It's okay for the White Scars, but you Blood Ravens are also trembling.

Alas, young people nowadays are just not good enough, they are not calm enough.

Zhou Ye almost died of laughter at this. One's status in the outside world is something they give themselves. Sooner or later, he would have to come into contact with the upper echelons of the empire. Leaving a legend behind would make it easier to deal with them in the future.

So he has a bit of a bad taste, but of course everything he says is true.

Then he told them about the days when the White Scars Khan rode across Chogoris and his encounter with the Emperor, and how the Khan reorganized his army and spent a long time finally bringing down the White Scars that were then rampaging across the universe.

Qin Meng, the oldest veteran of the White Scars, had become Zhou Ye's underling. He looked less like a demigod and more like a shrew beside a green-skinned boss, diligently serving tea and water.

But when he talked about how Chagatai Khan rebuilt his army.

"Malcador..."

Hearing this, Chris thought of the Emperor's final words. The Empire's Spellbinder, the Empire's eternal hero, the Emperor's last Immortal companion... Malcador.

"belch!!!"

He burped again, then fell backwards.

He successfully got himself drunk, and before anyone could help him, he saw three mecha soldiers holding their master and running away, rushing back to the Mechanical Temple.

"?"

Seeing this, a group of people looked confused, and the White Scars opened their mouths, not knowing what to say.

Broken Chapter Dog

If they knew this word from ancient Terra, they would definitely curse.

But it was obvious that this was the program he set for his mecha. If he tried to stop it forcibly... a fight would probably break out. He couldn't do anything at this time.

And before they could recover from their stupor, this person told a better story than their fearless elders.

Could it be that this oil man is even older than their original body, and he even knows things that even the original body may not know now?

My Lord, what is the origin of this engine oil guy?

PS: The update is done, I went to play games today. 100 draws plus a 648, Black Tower 2+1. I took a look at the recommendation votes, I can still continue to play.JPG

Chapter 26: Fish and Nets, Let’s Go Tonight (Part )

Looking at the Castellan mecha being held on top by three of them, with a familiar and stealthy look, Blood Crow felt a sense of familiarity.

Actually, that's right. In order to divide gold and locate the tomb, and to hunt for treasures and explore dragons, Zhou Ye used the AI on their Dreadnought and rewrote it based on it. Then all three of them were directly copied and pasted.

That's why the three of them were in sync, and it gave Blood Crow a very familiar feeling.

However, the Blood Ravens' attention was not here at the moment. To be honest, among so many warbands, they had the best relationship with the White Scars. Now, after seeing the expressions of these White Scar warriors, they knew that what they said was true.

After all, gene seeds are a very mysterious and confusing thing, and they were so excited when they heard this story. This must be telling them all that these stories are true.

"Elder Omega is a very old and kind elder. I want to hear his stories."

Qin Meng's way of addressing Zhou Ye had changed. This elder's story was buried deep within their White Scars' bloodline. Even their own chapter's elders had never told it so well. It was as if they had witnessed a miracle firsthand.

After all, due to some special reasons, the number of Fearless White Scars is not large.

At this moment, the White Scars Astartes felt tears welling up in their eyes. Being able to listen to an elder/, tell the stories of the ancient times that were engraved in their blood made them feel happy.

"Who is that guy? He seems to know the secrets of the Primarch. And he might be even older than I thought. The Emperor, no, that was before the Emperor went to Mars to conquer the Mechanicus. Did this guy start following the Emperor from then on? I'm going to go back and check as soon as this is over. I'll see if I can find any information. If his identity is confirmed, Mars will probably go crazy."

At this moment, Chris felt his head buzzing, as if something was about to pop out.

"There must be sufficient evidence, otherwise those lunatics from the Mechanicus might come and tear me apart."

Chris already had some ideas in his mind at this time, so if he couldn't find any traces, he should not say anything.

This person probably has a lot of technology unique to the Dark Age of Technology in his mind, and this knowledge is enough to drive those people crazy.

It was easy for good things to become abstractions in the Empire, and he didn't expect to be able to return to Holy Terra any time soon.

"When Elder Omega sobers up, we'll go find him and tell us his story."

Although it's a bit difficult to say, this Chogoris top laner said that he spoke better than his own Fearless and Think Tank. He even felt a little disgusted with them, but he couldn't say it out loud.

“What a pity…”

Blood Crow's heart trembled at this moment. Such an ancient being must have many holy relics. But unfortunately, he hid them so well that they found nothing. Then, since they had come all this way, they quietly packed up a few rare items like the Holy Undead Warriors and placed them in a storage area. They had already pulled them back to their cruiser overnight.

At the same time, when a group of people had different thoughts...

"Fuck, Malcador. What the hell did the yellow-skin guy say???"

Because he, like Guilliman, was a psychic Muggle, he didn't quite understand the yellow-skinned man's specific meaning. That guy saw some nagging Malcador. Had he been sitting on the toilet for ten thousand years and gone mad? Forget it, he couldn't stay here anymore. He'd leave tonight, no matter what.

Anyway, according to Ai-chan, the pollution has been restored. He can continue his journey. The world is already like this. Since the yellow skin has already appeared, he can also slip away.

So after simply leaving a message in the local Mechanicus, Zhou Ye packed his luggage and flew into the sky.

He instantly entered the atmosphere of space, snapped his fingers, and released Hyperion, who had activated the imaginary shield. He then walked in and stretched comfortably.