Hyperion, but in Warhammer 40K

"Why do I always feel like a big mix-up is about to begin?"

Hearing this, Zhou Ye also thought in his heart that he already knew that there were people from Tzeentch here. And those Iron Warriors and Black Oil Guys were driving a group of Khorne believers, and these people were the most warlike.

Now there is another thief here, and who knows if there will be anything else, such as a dynasty of undead awakened from underground.

That was a standard big mix, and honestly he was kind of looking forward to it.

"My lord, there is no need to worry. God will grant us strength, the great God..."

At this moment, the slightly distorted voice of the leader of the state religion sounded again, and he was about to tell the governor about the greatness of God.

Governor Estis looked at the leader of the state religion and the representatives of the workers' guild, and a hint of relief appeared on his face.

In this upper class full of insects, only the workers' guild and the state religion made him feel most comfortable.

The former almost selflessly provided them with a large amount of goods, allowing them to pay the tithe in full and also have relatively sufficient resources to support this war.

The latter is the only one who can help him solve his problems and assist him in dealing with the complex problems of the entire planet.

But now, with the continuous fall of various areas, he has less things to deal with.

But today, when the bishop just spoke...

click

The sound of a grenade being loaded was heard, and then Qin Meng pulled out the grenade launcher directly at the banquet and pointed it at the leader of the country.

Not only did all of their Astartes act almost simultaneously, they also took control of the entire venue in the blink of an eye.

Then he aimed the grenade launcher at everyone present, except Zhou Ye...

"Angel!!!"

"Don't move, I'm Judge Chris."

At this moment, a voice rang out, and the Inquisitor, disguised as Zhou Ye's servitor, stepped out. His sharp gaze swept over everyone, lingering especially on the representative of the Workers' Guild.

鸡贼

Although he wanted to kill him immediately, he didn't plan to do it for the time being in order to prevent the chicken thieves from rioting. In the future war, these chicken thieves would be important filler babies and needed to be consumed on the battlefield.

But the blue bird must be dealt with, because you don't know what tricks Tzeentch will use, and if he catches you at some point, it will be troublesome. The chicken thief is barely controllable for the time being, but the others are different.

"Your Excellency the Judge..."

Looking at the sudden appearance of the Inquisitor and the iconic rose pattern, the Governor's voice trembled slightly. It would be a lie to say he wasn't afraid of an Inquisitor appearing without a trace at his banquet.

"Master, could you please place your hand on this book?"

Ignoring the fearful looks of those around him, Chris walked directly towards the leader. He then took out the book that exuded a rotten smell and without hesitation, pressed his hand on the book.

"what!!!"

Almost the next moment, a sharp whistle rang out. A blue light and strange stripes emanated from the leader's body, and his other hand, hidden under his robe, also mutated, becoming a sharp bird claw.

boom! ! !

The sound of a grenade launcher was heard, and the head of the state religion leader was blown up by a bullet.

"!!!"

Seeing this, Governor Estia showed a look of horror. He didn't know that the leader he trusted the most was actually a follower of Tzeentch.

Then the review began, the sound of grenade launchers punctuating the scene.

Almost in the blink of an eye, nearly ten people in the banquet hall had their heads blown off.

But fortunately the Governor passed the test and was not infected.

"It seems the Ecclesiarchy has been corrupted by Tzeentch, but the more dangerous thing is the Astropathic Court."

Chapter 12: The Wizard of the Thousand Sons

The luxurious palace was littered with broken limbs.

Now all the senior executives of Estis stood up and looked at everything in front of them with extremely fearful eyes.

This included the thief from the Workers' Guild, whom White Scar had actually wanted to destroy, but was stopped by Chris. The planetary general and the planetary governor were already sweating profusely.

"It seems that the state religion has become corrupted now."

Squinting his eyes and looking at the planetary governor in front of him, Chris's pupils were filled with murderous intent.

After meeting that look, the Planetary Governor was already sweating profusely. Logically, the Inquisitor could have just shot him right then and there, but it was clear Chris had no intention of doing so.

If they really mess around, then we might have to issue an extermination order.

This would be an absolute failure for him, so he would not issue an extermination order unless he had no other choice.

"grown ups......"

But soon Chris passed the crowd and came to the front of the thief. Looking at Chris in front of him, the thief leader also revealed a trace of awe.

It's just that his forehead wrinkles were extremely noticeable at this time, and of course Chris didn't pull out the bomb.

"Unity is our only means of defeating our enemies."

"Yes, my lord."

"Then go ahead."

"what?"

"Unite everything you can and take the position before dawn. This is our pride, for the God-Emperor, and also for Estis."

"Yes, sir. The brothers will give everything for Estis."

The first thing to point out is that, except for the purebloods, most of them just have distorted cognition. The spokesperson of the Golden Throne still has a strong appeal to them.

It was obvious that this judge was also extremely experienced. He was able to trick the cunning villain into fighting with just a few simple words.

"Go, if you can dedicate everything to Estis. I will report to Terra, and you will replace the corrupt state religion and become part of the true faith, right here in Estis."

"Leave it to me, my lord!!!"

Hearing this, the cunning man rushed out with his followers as if he had taken medicine. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the luxurious palace, which also made the people in the hall quiet down a lot.

"Sir, you..."

"Governor Estis, you are harboring the aliens and Chaos is keeping you in the dark."

"I......."

"Your Terran protects you. Go get your troops genetically tested. Then be ready to seal off the lower nest when the battle begins."

“Yes, sir…”

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."

Looking at the sweaty crowd, Zhou Ye was the only one who remained calm. He was enjoying his meal. Chaos, or the cunning ones, couldn't be bothered to eat. As for the Hive Fleet...

To be honest, this thing is really not the same as breeding a swarm. After all, the hive fleet is just looking for food, while breeding can pollute you and turn you into a worm.

All I can say is that the Star Iron world's lunatics are no worse than Warhammer, and perhaps even better. However, the Collapse Iron world also has quite a few righteous gods, which makes it seem less exaggerated.

You have to know that the only one who truly protects humanity in this world is the Emperor, and he is currently in a very bad state. However, Zhou Ye felt that he should stay as far away from that thing as possible, and nothing else mattered.

Those things related to faith are different from psychic powers, and he doesn't really want to come into contact with them.

Especially the yellow-skinned guy's thing, it is by far the most powerful gathering place of faith in the entire universe.

"You go and purge the state religion, and let the divine glory of the Emperor shine upon Estia once again."

After taking another look at Zhou Ye, who was very carefree, Chris was full of doubts at this time.

"Um......."

The White Scars or the Death Watch said nothing about this, and they marched towards the Ecclesiarchy Cathedral with their explosives. No loyal Astartes could refuse such a request, especially from the Ecclesiarchy.

Zhou Ye could already guess what was happening. The entire state religion would be purged.

"Go prepare for battle. The heretics outside the city still need your efforts."

"Yes......"

After hearing this, Chris left here temporarily. After leaving behind an Astartes, he entertained Zhou Ye who was eating and drinking heartily.

"What?"

"Accompany me to the Star Language Court. I may need you to maintain the equipment then."

"knew......"

Hearing this, Zhou Ye shrugged helplessly and then walked out. Of course, when he passed a sandy area outside, he couldn't help himself. He took out a bag and grabbed a few handfuls of sand.

"What are you doing?",

Judge Chris looked at the bag in Zhou Ye's hand with confusion and asked curiously.

"Nothing. If it's the Thousand Sons, I have special techniques."

"Skill?"

Glancing at Zhou Ye with suspicion, Chris felt the priest was a bit out of his mind. He was now certain that this priest's expulsion wasn't due to some ridiculous refusal of mechanical transformation. It was simply for some other reason, and Chris felt he was about to discover it.

This may have nothing to do with blasphemy, but rather something more abstract.

Soon, the Imperial Star Language Court. In such a world, the Star Language Court is the only way for these worlds to contact the outside world. The shitty communication makes this world seem like a loose whole.

Now standing under the huge dome, Zhou Ye replaced the command core of his mecha. Of course, this was to conceal his presence, but in fact, it was completely unnecessary.

With his super-high AI, he didn't need Zhou Ye's command at all. Sometimes, he just thought about it and it would know how to act.

But it was obvious that there was an Inquisition next to him, so he couldn't act too unorthodox. Although he felt that if he really did pull out some unorthodox stuff, the Inquisitor would pretend not to see it.

After all, this guy has taken out a book that is inhabited by a Nurgle demon, so both of them are not very clean.

Soon, as the door slowly opened, Zhou Ye also saw the interior decoration.

Within the ancient, dim light, several psykers could be seen trapped there, used as batteries. The God-Emperor needed to burn many psykers every day to maintain the Astronomican, and ordinary Astropaths also needed psykers as batteries.

"I have a message to spread."

Looking at the servants of the Star Language Court in front of him, Chris also spoke slowly.

"Tell me the information you need."

The Star Talker of the Star Talk Court did not say any more nonsense, but looked at the two people in front of him and spoke slowly.

only.......

"The wizard of the Thousand Sons..."

In Zhou Ye's eyes, this Astropath was just a shell, and inside was a guy wearing dark blue armor and with all his body mutated.

Chapter 13 Look, this is your brother

"Is this some kind of weakened version of Space Marine II? Never mind. Let me try and see if there are any results."

Looking at the possessed Astropath before him, Zhou Ye muttered to himself. Even he couldn't discern hidden corruption just by looking, but this possession was too obvious.

So Zhou Ye's evil taste came into play. Although in this world, pursuing sexual pleasure was somewhat suicidal, sexual abuse couldn't lock him in anyway. And even if it did, it wouldn't corrupt him.

There is no need to hesitate when facing these fallen Chaos, just go straight ahead.

So when the Inquisitor was communicating with the Astro Talker, Zhou Ye took out his bag and threw it directly at the Astro Talker.

Then the Astropath was showered with dust, a thing that clearly posed no threat or threat to the Warp. He had no time to react and was completely covered in dust.

"What are you doing?"

Being sprinkled with a lot of sand also made him a little angry. He wanted to use lightning to strike the oil man in front of him directly. He remembered that this guy was corrupted and accepted the gift of Tzeentch.

So that was part of the plan?

At this time, the Thousand Sons wizard looked at the oil man in front of him, wanting to see what kind of answer he would give.

"Did you see it?"

"?"

"It is the residue of Prospero."

"!!!"