Hyperion, but in Warhammer 40K

So he decided to take a gamble, and sure enough, the next moment, a big hand was placed directly on his head.

In an instant, countless images flashed through his mind, and each image sounded with a hint of narration.

In ancient times, life was conceived in water, giant beasts roamed rampant, and humans took the first step of walking upright, embarking on the road of exploring civilization, from birth to the vast starry sky.

In the Classical Age, civilization rose from humble beginnings, transitioning from bronze to steel, with the horse and sword becoming the tools of conquest. The secrets of the sky and the universe were revealed, and exotic shores were discovered, guided by the stars.

……

The legend of the flying man becomes reality, as flight and communication technology shrink the world. Global conflict arises from different understandings, and the choice of path faces the challenges of domination and survival.

The final scene freezes on a black-haired young man looking up at the starry sky on a meadow.

Then the scene fast-forwarded, and a series of ancient words began to echo in his mind.

Mortals observe the principles of law, deconstruct all things and recreate miracles.

The sky turned into a wall, and the gods of Huojin had difficulty passing through.

Lightning rips the sky apart, and stars and lightning strikes bring punishment from heaven.

……

The world erodes and decays, and it is difficult to distinguish between gods and ghosts, and the four souls are separated.

puff.

Then, at this moment, Ahriman spat out a mouthful of blood. He seemed to have lost his soul and collapsed to the ground.

He saw what he saw from the outside, a vision unlike any that the Chaos Gods had shown him. It was a dazzling scene that could create a world, a whisper from the one before him.

He also realized that there was something extra in the depths of his soul, the insurance that the person in front of him had given him.

"The contract has been concluded, and I will give you what I promised you."

An ancient and obscure language rang out, and then in an instant, a sacred light emanated from that being.

Ahriman saw that his brothers' bodies were undergoing drastic changes, the curse was dissolving, and their bodies were reconstructing.

"All evil vanishes within reach, life and death flow without a trace, all things are deconstructed and miracles are recreated... Is this the power of the Emperor?"

Ahriman spoke in a shocked tone as he watched the images unfold before him. Almost immediately, all the Thousand Sons Rubric Warriors returned to normal.

“My Lord…”

Change of perspective, to the other side.

"Phew, done. Speaking of which, this guy's mind is full of a mess, and I couldn't help but start mumbling again. I hope it doesn't affect him."

Looking at Ahriman kneeling down, Zhou Ye couldn't help but wonder, every time he created something, he would unconsciously add some small ingredients. Zhou Ye knew this very well, but he didn't intend to change it.

After all, this world is so boring that it would be very interesting to add a little bit of changes and create a little ripples.

Laughter is the right of all intelligent creatures, and this world lacks smiles. He can't make others laugh, but he can give himself the opportunity to laugh out loud.

This has nothing to do with Slaanesh, whose path is too narrow and empty.

What surprised him was that Ahriman seemed to have changed a bit. Originally a bit unruly, he now seemed much more docile.

Never mind, it’s not a big deal, just do everything according to the original plan.

"Ahriman, I will now have you close these two Warp rifts."

Ignoring the two shocked bean sprouts behind him, Zhou Ye looked at Ahriman.

It's not a good idea to keep these two things here. Zhou Ye wants to shut them down because it consumes too much energy. Secondly, he needs to join the battlefield now. After all, the number of Khorne's demon army is too large.

If I don't take action, his people will probably suffer heavy losses.

He could accept casualties; the growth of an army couldn't rely solely on training. Only through repeated baptisms of war could it gradually evolve. However, heavy losses were another matter.

Zhou Ye didn't want to lose the fortune he had worked so hard to build, so he decided to take the fight himself. At least he would deal with those bloodthirsty demons himself, even though the Lord of Change was also trying to stop them.

But the number of these blue-feathered birds is too small, and their magic is not so effective against these bloodthirsty demons.

and……

He didn't have a good fight last time, and now he just wants to chop, chop, chop, kill, kill.

This wasn't because of the influence of Kong Laoer, but simply because he had been doing paperwork for so long, he was a little irritable. Now he was desperate to find a place to vent his anger, and those bloodthirsty demons were a good choice.

"I was the one who opened the rift in the Lord of Change. This isn't a permanent subspace rift. So it will heal soon. But the Blood God's..."

"You go and close the rift, and don't worry about the rest. I can restore your brothers, or I can make you nothing again."

"I know……"

Hearing this, Ahriman nodded and then walked in another direction.

"Captain Ahriman, we..."

At this time, the Thousand Sons who had returned to normal also wanted to follow, but were stopped by Ahriman at this moment.

"This is the sin I bear. You have just recovered and your condition is still unstable. Don't get involved."

"That guy's gone to make preparations. You guys can do whatever you want. But don't do anything bad for me, or I'll make you lose hope forever."

After watching Ahriman leave, Zhou Ye looked back at the two stunned people standing behind him. He warned them at this point, but he didn't care what the two bean sprouts were going to do. Just don't make things difficult for him. Anyway, he'd just let them leave with their men when he got back.

Then he rushed out with more than a hundred Glory Guards around him at this time and advanced quickly towards the battlefield.

……

"Is this the end?"

Seeing Ahriman quickly ending the farce and surrendering, Evelyne felt a little bit unbelievable.

"This is the power of the Primarch. Even beings thrown into Chaos will return. The prophecy of the Death God has not changed. I cannot draw any prophecies from him, but the resurrection of Guilliman is still necessary. The Primarch before us may watch the Imperium of Man rot and rust. Now we still need the Master of the Ultramarines."

Looking at Zhou Ye who was thrown into the battlefield, and the Thousand Sons around him who were full of vigilance, Ildura said with some concern that he was sure that the person in front of him was not the Primarch they were looking for.

The Eldar needed a powerful human empire to help them resist Chaos, and now with the opening of the Great Rift, the empire was already rushing fiercely towards the abyss, and only Guilliman could put the brakes on it.

The Primarch might be mysterious and powerful, but he would never be the one to put the brakes on.

"What to do next? Should we participate in the battle?"

After looking at the extremely chaotic situation, Evelyne also looked at her teacher.

"Let's wait and see. The Primarch knows what's going on. It's hard for us to make him owe us anything, and with so few of us..."

At this point, Ildula shrugged helplessly. Their men were still in space. Moreover, half of their men had been killed by Ahriman before, so it was better not to fight Ahriman.

Everything is peaceful now because Zhou Ye is present. Who knows what will happen if they meet in the future.

What's more, the Empire has always hated all aliens equally, although the Eldar are one of the few that can talk to the Empire and occasionally join forces.

However, after considering his family's rich past, Ildura felt a bit overwhelmed. So he decided to just watch and wait for the moment. If all else failed, he could take Cawl and the Primarch and retreat to the Webway.

When the time comes, we can go directly to Macragge and use the entire human empire as a platform. It will be more comfortable than here.

As for the stinky work, forget it, they are not a bunch of white bean sprouts.

……

At this time, Zhou Ye's huge wings spread out again, and he turned into a stream of light and flew out. His glory guards had all changed into anti-gravity multifunctional backpacks and rushed out with him.

But this time Zhou Ye did not sit down in the demon army. After all, he was not a reckless man or a crazy person.

He always had a plan in mind when charging. Although the large group of bloodthirsty demons in front of him were not named, they were basically close to the level of those in the Battle of Lion Gate, and their strength should not be underestimated.

Of course the most important thing is...

Open and show off!!!

Although the continuous laying and use of star tracks gave him an additional source of energy, the current star tracks were still too few, so catching these demons was also a good choice.

And who knows why, the golden sword in his hand is more effective. After being killed by this thing, he can gain more energy. Now, these Khorne armies are just a pure farm in his eyes.

And it's a thing of Nurgle and Slaanesh. I can only say that Old K is worthy of being a traditional demon, with a good image and good taste.

What's more, he now wants to vent his emotions and give Old K a good look.

This guy actually dared to open such a large subspace crack right in his own home. If I don’t do something, I will really be sorry to Old K.

At the same time, as he personally arrived at the front line, the entire battlefield erupted in loud cheers. Everyone, including the Black Templars and Celestine, felt extremely honored.

Now is just like the most glorious moment ten thousand years ago.

Under the leadership of the Primarch, the Space Marines, Skitarii, Solar Auxilia and Titan Legions coordinated their charge in an orderly manner.

So glorious, so sacred.

Especially those in the Black Templars, they can finally be like the ancient elders, devoting everything in this glorious battlefield, even dying gloriously in battle.

Now they no longer need to protect the Fearless Lord, after all, he is surrounded by the even more ancient Imperial Fists.

"For the Emperor!!!"

At this moment, accompanied by a roar, the Black Templars also took the lead. Like the group of Khorne, they also engaged in close combat. Now that they had become Primaris Space Marines, they could also display even greater strength.

PS: Here's the extra chapter, now I'm going to sleep. I posted a bounty today and then went for a nap. When I woke up, I took a look and fell into silence. Then I immediately stopped posting the bounty. Luckily, I reacted quickly.

At last……

Although there is no reward, but considering that I am so diligent in updating, please give me everything!!!

120

Chapter 120 A bloody offensive and defensive battle.

The only hive city on this garden world. It uses not the Mechanicus's damn plasma reactor, but the cleaner imaginary reactor.

Of course, this is the only nest city on this planet. Other places are just normal cities according to Zhou Ye's standards.

"Heretics have descended upon this world, and they intend to bring back chaos and disaster. The great Son of God of the Great Pioneer Empire has brought us the Emperor's gift: the 996 work system."

At this moment, in a community in the hive city, a Word Bearer wearing power armor covered with the Emperor's Words and with a small statue of the Pathfinder hanging around his neck was mobilizing the entire community.

You should know that Zhou Ye's nests are not divided into upper, middle and lower levels. He has made a special garbage disposal device. Unlike other nests, the bottom nest is not a mess with all kinds of things.

There's no horrible wastewater or air here, and of course there's a certain level of stratification. But other places are like the gap between wealthy areas and slums in Europe and America, while here it's the difference between first-tier, third-tier, and fourth-tier cities in China.

This community is now considered the lower class of the hive, but even so, they live with dignity. And if someone can become an Astra Militarum or an angel of the Emperor, their entire family will be eligible to enter the top tier.

So, even though every family doesn't have much time to spend with their children due to the 996 work schedule, every family is educating their children to succeed and become the Emperor's Angels.

Then their family status will be greatly improved. After all, this is the Warhammer world. Zhou Ye is unlikely to relax some restrictions, but he will also give some families certain treatment.

This Word Bearer was a kid from this neighborhood. He had gone through the hurdle test, and had passed countless tests before finally getting the chance to become an Astartes. After passing his solid studies and gene-seed adaptation test, he became a member of the Ninth Company, a mixed company of Word Bearers and Ultramarines.

He became a Word Bearer, though he joined the inner circle of the Word Bearers. They believed in the Imperial Truth, but the Emperor's Words and the Imperial State Religion were truly capable of resisting Chaos. So, on the surface, they were all devout priests and missionaries of the Imperial State Religion.

Of course, the company actually got along pretty well. Zhou Ye's gene-seed was salvaged from Isstvan III. The Word Bearers hadn't participated in that battle, so the Ultramarines didn't have much resistance to them. They hadn't experienced the Battle of Calth, after all. After all, Zhou Ye had added some extra ingredients to the gene-seed he gave the Ultramarines. He also added some to his own, but not those special ingredients; they were limited edition extras.

Moreover, the three unlucky guys who were the origin of Zhou Ye's Word Bearers were actually born in Macragge. Naturally, they got along very well with the Ultramarines, so Zhou Ye grouped them together.

This is a strategic consideration and is definitely not some bad taste or hellish joke.

He lived here, according to Zhou Ye's rules. Every Astarte had to serve a mortal, so he served as a priest, presiding over weddings and funerals for the entire community. Therefore, his status here was very high, and his influence was very strong.

After all, whether it was a wedding or a funeral, having an Astartes in attendance was something the entire community had never dared to imagine on their original planet.

Now, under the call of this highly respected and devout pastor, the entire neighborhood, from middle-aged men in their thirties to children as young as seven or eight, all grabbed their equipment, then sang hymns and rushed into the battlefield under the leadership of this proclaimer.

The adults were quickly dispatched to the trenches and defenses, firing wildly with their laser rifles. Of course, this was only a minority; the majority joined the logistics system, desperately transporting supplies under the hail of bullets and armored cover.

Zhou Ye really wouldn't give them two pieces of broken iron and ask them to play bayonet fighting with the Khorne army. Although if such an order was really given, they would do it without hesitation.

Of course this is just a microcosm, the entire nest has been mobilized from top to bottom.

Only a few were able to go to the battlefield, and most people entered the logistics system.

and so……

"Hahaha, this Primarch is crazy."

At this time, a Khorne bloodthirsty daemon looked at the civilians who gradually joined the battlefield and laughed disdainfully. Based on his years of experience, he knew that these people would soon fall into the arms of the Blood God. In fact, it was not just him, but several other Khorne daemons also showed bloodthirsty laughter.

But soon...

"Hahaha……"

A hearty laugh rang out, the laughter of the Blood God. However, it was not for these bloodthirsty demons, but for those who braved the corrosion of the warp and the various artillery fires on the front lines.

Fearless, not afraid of death, determined to complete the task, with great glory.