Hyperion, but in Warhammer 40K

boom! ! !

boom! ! !

boom! ! !

"Who's setting off fireworks?"

Several dull noises were heard, which made Zhou Ye startled for a moment. But he quickly realized that these were not the sounds of cannons.

Thanks to the safety of China, Americans once thought that Chinese people were brave. When they heard gunshots, their first reaction was not to hide, but to wander over and take a look.

Although Zhou Ye was also a bit nervous, he still reacted.

"It sounds like a bolter."

I muttered to myself, this sound effect seemed to be the same one I heard many times when playing Starfighter 2.

"Dark, let me see who's there TTK. Oh, it's Chaos Can!!!"

When Zhou Ye sneaked over like a wandering chicken to watch the fun, he found that several iron-gray cans formed a shield formation and advanced slowly.

"Fuck, five iron cans and the one opposite is... PDF, or IG? Never mind. It's not a big deal. But hey Iron Warriors, gene seed. The gene seed of this bad can should have more energy than the good gene seed, hehe..."

At this moment, Zhou Ye's face showed a greedy expression. Gene seeds are essentially the product of the subspace. Bad cans, no matter what bad cans they are, must have higher quality energy. He has already made himself a super battery.

It was placed in the Thousand Seater Theater, so he could draw it at any time. The main reason for doing this was that Zhou Ye was a little afraid that he would become something like Suo, neither human nor ghost.

Anyway, my energy level is full now. As long as I maintain it, even if I continue to push the limit, I have to do it gradually. I can't become fat all at once, but no matter what, the more energy I have in reserve, the better.

so.........

Zhou Ye took out a big loudspeaker and then held it up.

To be honest, everything in Warhammer is so murky and metaphysical, with a huge gap between the upper and lower limits. The destruction that the Four Evil Gods can cause is terrifying, but that's in the Warp.

In the real universe, the effect would be much worse. For example, when Nurgle wanted to take revenge on the Empire after the Plague War, he also had to go through a series of rituals.

But no matter what, this kind of helmet does not need to be taken off, and the bad cans are not afraid of it at all.

“Steel decays, but stone remains.”

As Zhou Ye's loud speaker blared, the several Iron Warriors who were slowly advancing froze for a moment. Then they suddenly turned around and looked angrily towards the source of the sound.

Then these Iron Warriors saw a red-robed man and the mecha soldiers beside him. Then they abandoned the firepower array in front and turned around to walk towards Zhou Ye.

but........

"The Imperial Fists are the light of the Empire, the most loyal and noble legion of the Empire."

"The Imperial Fists are masters of defense, and their positions are the most powerful and perfect defense system in the world."

"Compared to the Imperial Fists, the Iron Warriors' positions are rubbish. They have poor defense and lack aesthetic appeal."

"The Imperial Fists are the glorious Terran Guard, and the Iron Warriors are only fit to be cannon fodder on the front lines."

"emperor........."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

After just a few words, Zhou Ye was surprised to find that the Iron Warriors casually threw their shields aside and rushed towards him without paying any attention to the Castellan mechas beside them.

“They are anxious, they are anxious, they are anxious!!!”

Zhou Ye almost laughed out loud when he saw this, then silently took a step back. Countless explosive shells came slashing down, and were all deflected by the shield on his mecha.

To be honest, although this thing is a Castellan mecha, Zhou Ye had modified its internals to the point where no one could recognize it in order to conceal its identity. So even though Zhou Ye had dismantled a lot of things, the overall strength of this mecha was actually much stronger than when it was originally a Dreadnought.

Zhou Ye was not in a hurry as he watched the Iron Warrior rushing towards him like a dump truck. When it almost reached him, he suddenly gave an order to the machine beside him.

Boom! ! !

A muffled sound was heard, and the gravity thousands of times greater than before instantly knocked these Iron Warriors to the ground. This was the gravity field Zhou Ye had installed on the robot, which he called the Royal Power.

The average Astartes has the physical fitness of Captain America, but unfortunately they cannot withstand such pressure, even with the protection of power armor.

Blood gushed out instantly, and even if their power armor could withstand it, their flesh wouldn't be able to support it. After all, these things weren't upgraded to magic, and they didn't have a bunch of metaphysical subspace stuff protecting them.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, five gene-seeds. It's a pity, the Iron Warriors have relatively few mutations."

Looking at the few bad cans in front of him, Zhou Ye didn't hesitate. He asked the machine beside him to throw them into his Thousand Seater Theater. Then he controlled the few robots he left inside to directly strip off their power armor and throw their entire bodies into the converter.

After finishing all this, he clapped his hands and then walked towards the area in front.

There must be some good things in a place that can attract these Iron Warriors to attack...

Before Zhou Ye could say anything, he saw a political commissar and several soldiers cautiously coming out. After seeing Zhou Ye, his face lit up with joy.

"We are the 72nd Regiment of the Estia Planetary Defense Force, and we have been ordered to guard an STC template. You are the priest who is here to recover the template."

"Um...yes."

"Proof of identity, please."

"here......."

The authority of the Ruler of Consciousness was activated and began to read memories.

The authority of the Ruler of Reason is activated, and the identity certificate is rubbed with the hand.

Chapter 4 Academic Exchange

"You can call me Father 010 Omega."

Looking at the person in front of him, Zhou Ye said with a hint of mischievousness. Other travelers might cry like a fart, but he was fine. It was mainly because of the subspace. As long as it didn't disgust him, it was fine.

Actually, you don't need to rub your hands, you just need to check the code. And now the whole planet is in chaos, and several Iron Warrior cans have appeared here.

This PDF, who was dissatisfied with the group, was already impatient to leave, so when he saw that the verification was passed, he did not have time to check it carefully and directly let Zhou Ye pass.

Now Zhou Ye also has no idea what these things are that make the oil guys spray oil, and it seems that they have just been unearthed.

"I wonder if the real Mechanical Priest will start a fight with me when he comes over."

Zhou Ye muttered something, not bothering to pay attention. STC was non-renewable for the Empire, but if there were enough materials, he could still make it. As for making it out of thin air, that was impossible; it consumed too much energy.

"Father Omega, this is the STC we found."

Looking at Zhou Ye in front of him, who was wearing a metal mask, and the chubby-looking but actually terrifying mecha behind him, the colonel instinctively swallowed his saliva. He was one of the few who knew the horror of such a thing.

Moreover, the tin cans that had just suppressed them didn't even make a splash in front of the priest. When he came out to check, there was no trace left.

In this situation, you should be more respectful.

"Is this the STC template? It looks interesting."

Looking at the special template-like thing in front of him, Zhou Ye couldn't help but complain in his heart. Then he grabbed it and started to operate it directly, and then his face became strange.

Because the effect of this STC template...

Everything Print

You only need to provide the necessary materials to print, and you can also add some of your own things to it, then you can really print a lot of things.

Of course, sufficient materials must be available, as well as the necessary prototypes.

"Tsk tsk tsk, what a good thing."

After seeing this template, Zhou Ye decided to take it into his own hands without hesitation.

No one can take it. If anyone dares to touch me, I will shoot them all.

"Sir, our mission has been completed. Would you like me to escort you back to the nest?"

At this moment, the PDF colonel also showed a flattering look. It is well known that oil men are very rich.

The Oil Man before him was no ordinary Oil Man, at least according to what the Colonel knew. A Oil Man who could crush a Space Marine must be of high status.

"......"

After hearing this, Zhou Ye couldn't help but stiffen instinctively.

He doesn't seem to have anything good in his hands. Since he can't take it out, should he kill all these people to protect the secret?

Forget it, he is not the DA, he has no secrets.

If that's the case, then there's no need to rush to give it to them. I'll just look for any junk I can find later. I can always scrape it together and give it to them. If that doesn't work, I can just throw a bunch of gene seeds at them. After all, I can come back with a new outfit and no one will recognize me.

Anyway, genetic seeds are hard currency in many places and can always be exchanged for a lot of resources.

Plan pass.JPG.

"Go back to the hive first. I will give you a surprising reward."

Now that the decision has been made, there is nothing more to say. This place is now severely polluted, and I am temporarily trapped here.

So if we intend to deal with Chaos, we must cooperate with the Hive City. We can't just destroy the planet with a single shot.

It's not impossible, but that's the worst option. And if I want to destroy a planet, it's much more efficient than throwing a whirlwind fish. I can just fire one at the ground...

But it just consumes too much energy, and Zhou Ye doesn't want to do that anyway.

"Huh, everyone retreat immediately."

After hearing this, the colonel took a deep breath and called a group of people to evacuate. At this time, Zhou Ye discovered that there were less than a thousand survivors.

It seems those canned goods killed quite a few of them before I arrived. A bunch of Planetary Defense Forces weren't even Astra Militarum. If I hadn't come, they would probably have been wiped out by that small group of Iron Warriors.

“Sir, you…”

After seeing that everyone was on the bus, the major looked at Zhou Ye with some curiosity.

However, the latter only discovered at this time that while they were cleaning up the battlefield, Zhou Ye had made a hover motorcycle.

"I've temporarily activated the STC template just now. Stop talking nonsense and get going."

This one wasn't made by STC, but something I assembled myself. The specific effect was based on the Imperial Guard's motorcycle, though the color scheme had to be modified. The overall appearance also needed some tweaking, as I couldn't really space-jump in front of a crowd, so I just chose this.

Compared to this chaotic wilderness, it is obvious that there are more good things in the hive.

Then, without waiting for others to react, Zhou Ye accelerated and rushed out.

Seeing this, the colonel could only shake his head and followed.

Less than ten minutes after the few people walked away, a group of people wearing black robes and with flesh buds in the middle of the machines came here.

If Zhou Ye was here, he would definitely recognize the identities of this group of people.

Black Oil Man

Then what followed was definitely an academic exchange full of Warhammer characteristics, but it was a pity that I missed it.

"Where are the people? Didn't those guys say there seemed to be an STC template here? We've already wiped out all of them. Could there be some that slipped through the net?"

Soon the leader said with a little surprise that he rushed over immediately after receiving the news from the Iron Warriors.

On the way, we encountered another group of Mechanicus, and then the two sides started academic exchanges on the spot. But after the battle, we came back and saw that there was nothing left.

.........

On the other side, soon, Zhou Ye, led by a group of PDFs, came to the magnificent nest world.

Then, a hint of amazement appeared on the face hidden under the mask. Although he knew that the nest was a den of filth, he looked at the huge mountain-like buildings and the pipes buried deep underground.

This still made Zhou Ye feel spectacular, after all, it was his first time to come to such a place.

only.......

"It's strange. We have a chilling feeling on our spines."

After muttering something, Zhou Ye instinctively turned his head to look over. Then he saw a pile of canned goods wearing white armor with red stripes around them.

At this moment, even through the helmets, he could feel the passionate gazes of the group of canned people.

Fuck, white scars

Chapter 5: The man who leashes horses, you want a motorcycle

Qin Meng, a member of the 3rd Company of the White Scars and the Brotherhood of Eagle.

Their small team was very unlucky. After completing the mission, they returned on someone else's warship and, as was common, directly ran into a subspace storm.

A few of them luckily landed on the planet Estia, but their vehicle was also buried in the subspace.

Then unfortunately, chaos seemed to have occurred here again.