Hyperion, but in Warhammer 40K

Therefore, unless Star Track becomes widely popular in the future, imaginary numbers can only temporarily support it. Moreover, it must be the gene seed processed by Zhou Ye, so those who have become Astartes will not be able to do it.

In this case, Zhou Ye changed his mind. He remembered that Dante, despite his bloodthirst, had fought against a group of Purifiers who believed in the Death Side of Nurgle. Because these people believed in the Death Side of Nurgle, they themselves had not mutated.

Naturally, Dante, who was fighting with them, was also thirsty for blood, but he resisted the thirst and wanted to see what this thing was, so he took a bite.

He was awakened by the smell on the spot, so Zhou Ye was thinking in this way. And he happened to have a bunch of Nurgle stuff in his hand. After all, he had caught a lot of Nurgle beasts and Nurgle spirits and threw them into the thousand-person theater.

Although he had eventually evacuated them all, he still kept a few Nurglings locked inside. This place was completely isolated from the Warp, and the Nurglings themselves had very little power. Even on a desktop, they could only serve as station units.

So there was no problem leaving it there, and then he extracted a lot of plague toxins from them. And after a series of technological and ruthless work such as his processing and virtual number inactivation, the potion specifically for curing the blood thirst of the Holy Blood Angels was completed.

It's commonly known as food therapy, and then some other things are added in a targeted manner. At least Zhou Ye can guarantee that after these Blood Angels drink this stuff, they will feel sick if they drink even a little bit of blood other than their own for a hundred years.

This level of nausea and vomiting will not affect combat effectiveness. After all, the nausea is not so strong that it cannot be overcome by willpower. Anyway, they can't expect to quench their thirst for blood for the time being.

Zhou Ye was very satisfied with his own amazing wisdom. He also equipped the Weepers with a lot of equipment. He couldn't always show off Nurgle's stuff to himself, he had to let them have some fun too.

But what he never expected was that the Weepers were not used, and ended up firing on the group of Flesh Tearers first.

"Brother, are you okay..."

Looking at the battle brother in front of him who had finally stopped vomiting, Seth asked a little uncertainly.

"It's okay, I don't want to eat anything now."

"Eat this nutritious porridge, there's still a fierce battle down below."

But at this moment, Asloth took out another bag of Astartes special food. This scene also made the Flesh Tearer's face twisted, but he still ate it quickly.

But it looks like he won't be thirsty for blood in the short term, and even his black anger is gone, as he has been sobered by the stench.

"What is this?"

Chris was also stunned when he saw this. This thing gave him a familiar feeling.

"I heard from that priest that he extracted Nurgle's plague toxin. He inactivated it several times, removing most of its contents and retaining only... in his words, only the most original flavor."

"..."

Seeing the Contemptor Fearless calmly explaining the situation to them, everyone's expressions changed. This meant they were about to devour these Nurgle creatures, especially the Flesh Tearers, whose faces twisted.

Isn't this just asking them to eat? When did they, the dignified Astartes, become gluttons?

but……

"Eat it all for me... Ugh!!!"

Seth, at this point, swallowed it first, then vomited again. Furthermore, because he had to fight, he needed to quickly replenish his nutrition after vomiting. Even though they were the Emperor's angels, the human demigods Astartes felt nauseous.

"010 Omega Priest!!!"

At this time, Chris also said slowly in silence that this kind of amazing wisdom and blasphemous thing could probably only be done by that person.

He only asks you whether his things are useful. If they are, then it’s fine. You can ignore the rest.

Soon, a group of Flesh Tearers devoured the meat, even the few Death Companies they had secretly brought along. The effect was quite good, and the stench sobered the unfortunate ones who had been addicted to the Warmaster's hand-beaten chicken meatballs.

Although it is not known how long this effect will last, this also gives Seth another hope.

Although this thing is blasphemous, it is better than being succumbing to blood thirst and being labeled a traitor.

Go back and tell Dante to spread it.

MD, this disgusting thing, can't be eaten alone. Since we are all brothers, it is natural to share the happiness.

Seth is going to treat all the brothers to a meal, and everyone will have a share, especially Dante.

Soon the army completed its integration, and under the leadership of Aslot, began to rush towards the core battle moon.

The grieving Flesh Tearers were especially desperate for an outlet. Therefore, the various creatures standing in their way were in dire straits. With the help of Chris, the psychic support, the advance was incredibly rapid.

……

On the other side, Zhou Ye had already led his men into the tide of greenskins.

“What a glorious moment this is!!!”

At this time, Asmodai couldn't help but exclaimed, "Ten thousand years, ten thousand years have passed now."

It had been ten thousand years since anyone had fought alongside a Primarch, even if that Primarch wasn't their own. But it was an honor, watching as the black armor and golden sword blew away thousands of greenskins, annihilating them with a single blow. They didn't even have a chance to grow spores. Such a glorious moment was something Asmodai couldn't even imagine.

Although they were all elite, their numbers weren't actually that large. Only a few hundred, but even with these few hundred, they charged in, bearing down on all the greenskin attacks. As for their ranged weapons, they were completely useless, blocked by the powerful psychic energy of that lord.

If it were anyone else, even the Librarian, who wasted his psychic energy like this, Asmodai would have considered aiming his bolter at him, but if it was this lord, there would be no problem.

The Primarch could never be corrupted, but even so, the battle fell into a state of stagnation.

"This is too much..."

Another blow cleared the greenskins in front of him, leaving Zhou Ye speechless. He had to thank the structure of this space hulk, burying the battle moon beneath a pile of junk. This prevented the greenskins from using its powerful firepower. Otherwise, Zhou Ye would have been forced to rely on squandering his own energy to move.

He was currently in energy-saving mode, and this thing was a battle moon. During the Beast Wars, a green-skinned orc Warboss appeared that could suppress the Primarch, so Zhou Ye had been holding back.

To be honest, he really didn't want to fight this group of aliens. It would be a complete loss. The demons were better, each one of them was a power pack.

He just didn't know where Fulgrim was, and he already wanted to show off Fulgrim.

Missing Fulgrim's first day In.

"Elder, this isn't a solution."

At this moment, Asmodai rushed over to Aldridge, who was holding the Contemptor's Dreadnought Power Sword that Zhou Ye had concocted, and said nervously, "More and more greenskins were rushing in from all directions. In fact, Zhou Ye had, to some extent, used the power of the Ruler of Reason to concoct a void shield."

This method saves the most energy, but it also has a problem. It doesn't protect against melee attacks very well, and these orcs are obviously related to Khorne in some way, and they are all obsessed with melee combat.

Now that their attack has been blocked, it's difficult for them to act at this time.

"Don't panic, they're coming."

At this moment, a cold voice sounded in everyone's headphones.

"God's Machine is out, praise the Om Messiah."

Then Asmodai instinctively looked up, and then he saw an unforgettable scene.

Thousands of streams of light converged in the sky, and then huge warships appeared above their heads. Then, accompanied by countless meteors streaking across the sky, a huge figure slowly emerged from behind.

The Emperor Titan arrived at the scene, along with a Warlord Titan and several Warhound Titans. There were also even larger numbers of Knight Mechs and Skitarii, all of which were created by Zhou Ye after he had organized the two Plague Titan Legions.

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Chapter 82 Crying Cat Head 2.0.

boom.

Accompanied by a deafening explosion, the massive Emperor Titan strode forward. A massive void shield replaced Zhou Ye, who had been attacking continuously, and the massive volcanic artillery fire was gathering a dazzling light.

Then, everyone felt a flash of light before their eyes.

A passage was blasted open in front of him, and next to the Emperor Titan was a Warrior Titan, who also fired a volcanic cannon.

"Waaagh!!!"

At this moment, a deafening roar sounded, and then a huge existence slowly stood up at the end of the sight.

Super Gargant.

Compared with the Emperor Titan's units, this group of orcs is indeed not simple. Zhou Ye sighed deeply about this.

"Great, am I going to fight a beast war now? I just want to farm..."

Looking at the huge thing, Zhou Ye couldn't help but sigh. Of course, this couldn't be the real Beast Wars. This thing was at most a mini version of Beast Wars.

But the problem is...

"Forget it, just treat it as an extension of the plan. This is also part of the plan..."

"Fulgrim, get out here!!!"

At this moment an ancient Scorner strode fearlessly towards them, his rage so immense that even Asmodai trembled.

“You’re here too!!!”

After seeing the Contemptor Fearless, Aldridge also greeted him, which made the latter reveal a hint of surprise. He really didn't know the identities of the other Contemptor Fearless in Pioneer Star.

"You actually survived, and how did you get into Dauntless?"

"..."

The scene was silent for a moment, and a drop of cold sweat ran down the foreheads of Asmodai and others.

"Repent, all of you, repent!!!"

Then, Aldrich, who had calmed down, rushed out again like a World Eater struck by the Butcher's Nails, leaving Rilano stunned.

"What's wrong with Aldrich? Isn't he a Dark Angel? Why does he look like a World Eater with Butcher's Nails? And how did you let him charge with a group of... warhounds?"

"This is a secret elder."

After hearing this, Asmodai's body trembled.

"Your culture as a group of Dark Angels is truly sick. What happened to him?"

Glancing at Asmodai in front of him, Ruilano didn't care at all. What kind of secrets were playing in front of him, little bastard?

"Elder, he was blasted into the Dreadnought by the General Cannon the Lion King sent to Perturabo."

At this moment, Ashila, who was following Zhou Ye, also quietly said in his inner voice that he had been following Zhou Ye for such a long time.

Zhou Ye also told him some of these fearless little stories, and it was at this time that the latter learned about the fearless story of the Dark Angel.

"Cough cough cough..."

Hearing this, Ruilano also coughed dryly. He felt that his own situation was already miserable enough. But why was there someone worse off than him? Seeing this, he felt a little relieved.

Then he didn't say anything else and rushed forward with the Emperor's Son.

“May this journey eventually reach the stars, and may the glory of mankind last forever.”

With a war cry, the newly born Sons of Phoenix also joined the battle.

“What an honor!!!”

At this moment, Asmodai couldn't help but sigh in admiration. Led by the Primarch, the Titans charged towards the massive beast tide. Furthermore, Zhou Ye's punishment had proven effective. After donning the black armor, Asmodai felt his mind become so clear that the words "Fallen Angel" vanished from his mind.

At this time, he didn't think about doing any bad work.

At this time, on the other side of the huge space hulk, Fulgrim, who was splitting the greenskin in front of him into two, was also stunned.

Then, the distorted and withered face became a little dazed, because he felt a breath that he missed very much. Or maybe it couldn't be said to be just one, but many, many, many...

"Father, there are too many greenskins."

At this moment, Lucius couldn't help but remind them that they were now directly blocked by the greenskins. Their Chaos Space Marines and Slaanesh Daemons were all being held back, and these things actually carried a little bit of Khorne's power.

"Wait, that's the orcs' war weapon, the Super Gargant..."

"Start the demon engine."

Looking at the huge figure, Fulgrim took a deep breath. Then, roars came from the sky, and countless Hell Knights rushed out and began a frenzied attack on the group of greenskins.

Don't underestimate the Hell Knights, as they once destroyed an Emperor Titan called Pracodectus. Of course, this also has something to do with the writers going crazy, but their combat power should not be underestimated.

"But it's not enough..."

After seeing this, Fugen roared angrily. Then, a light flashed on his body, and the twisted body reappeared.

"Father, this body can't handle it."

Seeing Fulgrim's reaction, Lucius said anxiously. This body was a special body he got from Fabius Bile. Otherwise, no other body would be able to withstand Fulgrim's forced possession.

At this moment, Lucius actually felt a little bit of blame on his genetic father. Look at how the other party was defending to the death. As long as Mortarion gave the order, he could really pull out a large expedition-level legion lineup.

Look at you again, you just disappeared for ten thousand years and they couldn't find you.

"It doesn't matter. I sensed the presence of my brother. I'm going to make him look bad for the man whom the Lord of Pleasure cares so much about."

At this moment, Fulgrim gritted his teeth and spoke, and then a pink-purple light shone. The four-armed God Emperor... the giant eel appeared again.

At the same time, Zhou Ye and Ruilano, who were on the opposite side of the beast tide, were both stunned.

"Fulgrim!!!"

"Calm down, our common enemy now is this group of greenskins."

At this moment, Zhou Ye also immediately said that he had sensed Fulgrim's aura. Compared to Mortarion, he was much weaker. It was obvious that he did not have the unlimited support of Nurgle like Mortarion, and secondly, and most importantly, this might not be the real body.