Hyperion, but in Warhammer 40K

"Captain, what are you going to do?"

"I just hope the worst doesn't happen. If something goes wrong here, the entire sector will be contaminated. More importantly, we might have to risk venturing into the warp... or even into the warp. If everything is contaminated, it won't be easy to jump."

"so......"

"This could become an apocalyptic war. I might have to fight with all my might in the end. And forget about going to Estia. I'm afraid the maximum they can send out there is one Star Legion."

Zhou Ye muttered something and shook his head. He hoped his worries were not unnecessary. This time he would probably have to go all in.

"This is Warhammer, everything is a big mess."

"What's the plan?"

"Let's deal with the Eldar pirates first. They're causing trouble in the rear. Especially the Dark Eldar among them. Kill them immediately if you see them."

"Ok."

Hearing this, Zhou Ye also nodded, and then...

"I'll go take care of them myself. I'm very interested in elves."

After all, he didn't want to be thrown here like a social animal to deal with endless official business, Zhou Ye couldn't help but say. There was no hope of reinforcements here, and it would probably take at least ten years for the empire to react.

But fortunately, he had no shortage of resources. The three STCs were exchanged for a large amount of supplies. Add to that his previous frantic and destructive excavations, and he also had a vast reserve of resources.

In fact, Zhou Ye didn't really want to rub that thing with his bare hands, but this time he might really get into trouble.

He is not afraid of the Demon Primarch.

He is not afraid of Kugas either.

Typhons, although he was playing a joke, Zhou Ye didn't care about that guy at all.

He was concerned about Nurgle behind the scenes, who might personally take action. He didn't know if the Emperor would show up this time, and if he left it alone.

This area may be polluted in an instant, and it will be impossible to block one's own star track at that time.

Although I have already laid a path, if I want to run...

"Can I make a jump? If so, I want to go to another world to look for resources."

"I'm sorry, Captain, the pollution level here has risen to a certain level. If you want to leave here, you can only fly out...but we can't fly faster than light."

"We just have to get started, this is a fucked up world."

Hearing this, Zhou Ye's eyes couldn't help but flash. This time it probably won't be easy.

"I'll go deal with those Eldar down there first. Oh, and take my warhounds with you to show them to the orcs. Help them improve their technology, and it would be best if they could find Gu Juji. I'm afraid the orcs will really be needed to guard the border this time, and those Eldar will probably know something."

After a few brief instructions, Zhou Ye walked out, then jumped onto his motorcycle and rushed out at the accelerator.

These people probably won't wake up in a few days, so I'll go kill those guys first. If my guess is right, then Nurgle will definitely spend a lot of money here.

Since he couldn't fight alone, he could just keep fighting. This wasn't the first or second time. If conditions allowed, he might even dare to summon some more Tzeentch.

PS: Don't worry, I won't mess up my job. And with all the preparations in the previous part, did you really not notice them?

Chapter 41 Black Bean Sprouts Below (th Update)

"Master Beta, how are they?"

Just as Zhou Ye walked out of the door, he saw a huge figure standing in front of him. The huge metal palm was constantly rubbing against him. It looked like an old father waiting for his child at the door of the delivery room. Seeing this scene... To be honest, Zhou Ye was a little confused.

He didn't remember giving this order to Wuwei, and he expressed his true feelings...

"Captain, let me remind you. You are using real gene-seed after all. Even though you have added a lot of ingredients to it, it is still real gene-seed."

“I do…”

Hearing this, Zhou Ye couldn't help but curse. This seemed a bit beyond his expectations.

"Never mind, this is all part of the plan. Only the most authentic ones will go undetected. It's a bit difficult to do this now. I really want to just throw them back to the parent group."

"They won't fight me, will they?"

"What do you say?"

"Well, that won't happen."

"You are their God, and they cannot disobey you. Their souls will not return to the Warp, but will return to your arms."

Zhou Ye knew his creations well. But in the current situation, it was hard for him to regard them as creations. As for the upcoming battle... logically speaking, he had already planned to use his true body to fight, so he could just leave it to fate.

He really may not be able to protect everyone, of course, the premise is that Nurgle does not take action himself.

"Everything is fine. I've already Primarised them. I also brought down a batch of MK10 Primaris Power Armor. Don't worry."

"call......"

Looking at the relieved Blood Angels Dreadnought and the Wolf Pack Dreadnought who was telling a story to a group of people nearby, Zhou Ye no longer wanted to complain about himself. This was all part of his plan... right?

Yes, everything is going according to plan.

"Hahaha......."

"Even Aha would have noticed this. If the link wasn't so fragile, Aha would have come directly to find me. I wonder if it's Akivilli again."

After hearing this laughter, Zhou Ye's face turned dark.

Zhou Ye could now imagine a great star god lying in front of the crack. Like a pervert, he desperately tried to squeeze in. But unfortunately, he couldn't even get through the crack.

Useless, trash, at least give me some energy.

Zhou Ye was disgusted by this and quickly left his original position. But in mid-air, he thought of something: his Mechanicus outfit was a bit off.

It doesn't matter, there's light shining on my body.

Then he appeared again in a set of Pioneer Star power armor, and this time he turned into a can again.

"Captain, one hundred cans have been made. Next, we plan to print one hundred Imperial Fists gene-seeds. Since a major war is imminent, we need to build fortifications as quickly as possible. This is what the Imperial Fists are best at."

"I remember that thing can attract Iron Warriors, right? Never mind, I'll tell you what I'll do to them when the time comes."

Zhou Ye didn't know how to complain about this. It was great, but he thought the big mix wasn't mixed enough. He should keep adding more ingredients. Should he also agree to some Blood Angels support? That way, he could see if he could lure Kabanha over as well.

Um........

"Forget it, the Crying Man and the Holy Blood Fearless are enough. Let's save some energy. I don't know if it will be a loss."

Zhou Ye muttered to himself at this point. Actually, he had another thing going for him. He coveted the bodies of those great demons, literally wanting to eat them. Although they were extremely unclean, they were not forbidden to be eaten.

Now Nurgle was going to play big, so he had to play along. Anyway, the Great Rift hadn't exploded yet, and this was just the preliminary preparations. Nurgle's power couldn't be too strong, and Zhou Ye didn't believe that Old Man Huang wouldn't react if he really fought him.

However, there was no Primarch here, and he couldn't find a vehicle to descend into. The little girl was burned to death in a short time, and then Guilliman, the psychic Muggle, killed everyone.

Of course there is a more important thing now, and then...

"Oh, you really dare to lock onto me?"

At this moment, Zhou Ye discovered that a black bean sprout was pointing a weapon at him, and then...

boom! ! !

A shot was fired and hit Zhou Ye, but he was unharmed...

Seeing the black bean sprouts here, I was also confused for a moment, and then...

boom

A huge explosion sounded, and the black bean sprout's spaceship was smashed by Zhou Ye's body. He then grabbed the latter's head and dropped it to the ground with it, and then directly ripped off its helmet.

At this time, Black Bean Sprouts was also a little confused. Where did this canned food come from and why was it so strong?

He actually took that shot just now. You know, other Space Marines would have been directly defeated and captured by him.

"Think Tank?"

Looking at the Astartes before him, Hei Douya thought with a bit of disbelief. But Zhou Ye didn't care at this moment and held down his head. Then, the Herrscher of Consciousness unleashed his authority, unleashing any method on Hei Douya without hesitation.

So the next moment, imaginary power began to erupt. He planned to directly extract the memory, lock up the soul of this guy and send him back to his master god. See what this thing is up to, and then...

He suddenly let go, and the black bean sprout's helmet fell to the ground. He could see it was a female bean sprout, but that was not the problem. What really made him speechless was...

"My lord, please don't, my lord, you are favoring me just like that. I can't feel the gaze of the hungry lady anymore, my lord, please don't leave me."

As he spoke, he saw Black Bean Sprout hugging Zhou Ye's thighs and began to rub his body against them continuously, while his mouth was licking his power armor frantically.

"........."

At this moment, he didn't know what to say.

Good head......

But just when Zhou Ye was about to retrieve his memory again, he heard Black Bean Sprout crying.

"My lord, my lord, I want more from what I just saw. As long as I can get out of the sight of the hungry lady, my lord, I will do anything you ask me to do, even if it means killing me now."

"what?"

Looking at the black bean sprouts in front of him, Zhou Ye was silent for a moment before his mind raced. But after thinking about the bad things the black bean sprouts had done, he shook his head, instantly retrieved his memory, and crushed her head with one hand.

Seeing that she did not resist at all and allowed him to extract her memory, Zhou Ye was very merciful and did not give her soul to the Hungry Lady but let her die forever.

"It's exactly what I guessed. They predicted something..."

PS: Five more dedication to ask for everything 16

Chapter 42 Zhou Ye: Nurgle's stuff is not inedible

"Another bullshit prophecy. No wonder the Eldar are fighting so hard."

Looking at Man Qian's headless bean sprout with its head crushed, Zhou Ye began to think.

In fact, the reason why so many Eldar are fighting is very simple, that is, this is an important webway node for them.

If it were to be polluted, the entire King's Road would be filled with Nurgle demons, and it might even cause a large section of the Webway to collapse.

This Ark World was also doomed, so they were actually seeking an alliance with humans. Although their intentions were somewhat malicious, they were still willing to invest some money.

As for black bean sprouts...

This conspiracy group is located on the very edge of the Comoros, and they just want to grab some chips. Anyway, this place is too far away from their network and poses no threat at all.

So I wanted to catch some wild bean sprouts, and then I saw that the world was about to collapse. I decided to catch more, and then the fight started.

"Go ahead, you troublemaker! They're all gone. Now that we know this Ark Eldar is going to go to great lengths to protect this section of the Webway they rely on for survival, there's no need to let those idiots know. Otherwise, I think they'll just block my door. It'll give me a headache."

The life or death of the spirit race has nothing to do with him, so Zhou Ye has a certain plan in mind.

Black, white, wild, and flower, these four types of bean sprouts are different.

Kill the black bean sprouts immediately. The white and wild bean sprouts, after seeing what they were about to do, are considering whether to kill them. As for the flower bean sprouts, they simply hate the Riddler. And they all share one thing in common: no matter what kind of bean sprout, they all have incredibly unique trains of thought.

So Zhou Ye didn't want a bunch of bean sprouts at all. Who knows what kind of mess these weirdos with strange minds could make of you. And more importantly, if he blocked too many bean sprouts with imaginary numbers, Slaanesh would definitely do something.

He wasn't afraid of these people doing something fancy, but he was afraid of them doing something awful. And Douya was most likely to do something awful, so facing the next Black Bean Sprout, she decided to give all of them to their youngest goddess. Letting them be with their own goddess, hehe, this was a perfect program.

"Let's kill the black bean sprouts, this group of people thought. Since they're all going to die anyway, why not capture them all and take them to Comoros?"

Looking at the chaotic Douya Huche in the distance, Zhou Ye silently took out his weapon at this time.

Today he was going to kill all of Black Bean Sprout by himself, and he was not afraid even if they had some strange forbidden weapons.

"Blood sacrifice to the God-Emperor, skull offered to the Golden Throne, waaagh..."

Zhou Ye quickly rushed forward with a strange war cry. He had modified the grenade launcher, which had unlimited ammunition, and he easily mowed down a large group of enemies.

At the same time, at the front line.

A massive fortress descended from the sky. This was the residence of this world's planetary governor. Zhou Ye, anticipating that space wouldn't be too peaceful, placed his fortress directly below. He then had a group of Imperial Fists, whom he had printed out, begin reinforcing and renovating the fortress. They now stood before Zhou Ye like units with different abilities in a game.

For example, the Imperial Fists have built-in construction skills, the War Hounds have built-in morale-boosting skills, and the Luna Wolves like to create associations.

Just like...

"Volvo, don't you think this regiment is a little strange?"

At this moment, Sroka, another lieutenant of the Space Wolves, looked at his superior. Just now, a group of Space Marines enthusiastically invited them to join their society and then lashed out at Abaddon, a clever man.

The swear words were so bad that even they, as Astartes, found it a bit novel. What kind of people were these people?

"I don't know, but are those Blood Angels or Salamanders?"

At this moment, Volvo pointed to the battle line in the distance, where he was drinking with a group of mortals, listening to their pain and comforting their inner Space Marines. He felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it.