Warhammer: I don’t want to become an evil god!!

"If you want to show off your machine gun, just say you're showing off your machine gun. You're so gay! You scared me to death."

"Hey, that's because your thoughts as a heretic are not pure enough."

The warmaster pushed aside the old man and became a machine gunner.

"Let's go, speed up and move forward. Sacrifice blood to the Emperor and offer skulls to the throne. I don't want to know anything now, I only know that I am about to go on a killing spree."

This little incident did not affect the team's progress.

They are very fast.

Ordinary mutants are no match.

They are harvested like weeds and turned into the team's faith and contribution points.

As the battle progressed, they encountered some mutants with guns.

The mutants will shoot at the players.

But due to the pollution of the subspace, he is not very conscious.

Their accuracy is not very good, about the same as that of human and machine.

The only advantage is that he is fearless and unafraid of death.

They caused some trouble, but were quickly taken out by concentrated fire.

During this period, Jujiro leveled up and also learned a new skill [Ether Fragment].

This skill can condense ether fragments like ice crystals and launch them out.

The trajectory is relatively random, but the penetration is very strong.

It can be penetrated easily even when wearing a helmet.

"I'm so envious, Jujiro, you're actually a psychic."

Zhuaganbao looked on with envy as Jujiro threw ether fragments through the heads of two mutants.

A true Warhammer wizard.

But Zhuagenbao's envy did not last long.

The reason was that after throwing a few times, Jujiro knelt on the ground and cried out that his head hurt.

Even if he was helped up, it would take a long time for him to recover before he could continue fighting with a gun.

Their combat efficiency is even worse than if they just kept shooting with guns.

The team relied on coordination and tactics to sweep away all the enemies along the way.

The strongest enemy they encountered was a group of armed crew members.

But relying on the power of multi-barrel laser heavy machine guns and their sneak attack tactics.

After paying the price of two people being shot and injured, they successfully took control of the data processing center.

The servitors and mechanical priests responsible for processing data in the data processing center have died.

But the Thinker wetware and computing slaves were still working and had not suffered any damage.

"I didn't think anything of it when I watched the video before, but now seeing it up close, it really makes my scalp tingle."

"You know, these things are alive. They're scarier than anything in a horror movie."

The old man pointed to the rows of computing slaves along the wall.

The slaves had their limbs cut off, their eyelids sewn on, and were fixed in metal grooves, with their brains and spines connected to a dense network of cables and nutrition tubes.

"Warhammer's unique feature is that wetware is more reliable than silicon-based chips."

The Warmaster shrugged. "At least it's not that susceptible to the Warp Waste Virus."

"Let's not talk about this anymore. First, follow the instructions of the instructor and restart the data system and start the waste code removal program."

Jujiro stepped forward and let the team members do their work.

Meanwhile, the other two teams were also systematically clearing out the mutants.

Zhong Ge, along with three other players—Nai Long (who also aspires to be the Emperor's Chosen), Pian Ge (the Slaanesh's Chosen who sells pornographic films), and Zhuge (who captures Kabanha seven times)—formed a team.

Their equipment wasn't as good as Jujiro's team's, but their firepower was just as strong.

Their mission is to recover the communications control room.

With tactical coordination and fierce firepower, they quickly reached the target location.

The explosion-proof door of the communications control room was not closed.

You can faintly hear the sound of machinery running inside.

The ground was covered with blood and broken limbs.

Apparently, a fierce conflict broke out here when the battleship encountered an accident.

The hideous mutants were wandering in front of the platform at the door.

The most conspicuous among them are two enemies wearing black robes and implanted with tentacle-like devices.

When the fight begins, the two enemies unleash psionic attacks on the players.

Boom! !

A bolt of lightning appeared out of nowhere.

The milk dragon that was rushing in the front was struck by lightning and flew away. Its whole body was twitching and it fell down with black smoke coming out of its hair.

"Chaos Psyker." Brother Zhong's face changed drastically. "Focus our fire on them first."

The other players raised their guns and poured fire on the two Chaos Psykers.

But a transparent barrier appeared, blocking the incoming lasers and bullets.

"It's a psychic barrier." Zhuge frowned. "This thing can divert ranged attacks into the subspace."

"Then I'll punish them with my knife."

Brother Pian rushed towards the enemy with a gun in one hand and a dagger in the other.

The next second, another bolt of lightning appeared and knocked him away.

"Fuck, take my plasma cannon."

Scalp raised the plasma gun, aimed at the two Chaos Psykers and pulled the trigger.

This guy really likes this plasma gun.

He kept muttering things like "loyal plasma never overheats" and "machine spirits are unhappy."

The plasma ball drew a graceful arc in the air and shot towards the Chaos Psyker.

But the next second, the plasma ball hit the psychic shield and was swallowed up.

This scene made the players' eyes widen.

They have personally experienced the power of psychics.

The plasma ball that can kill Chaos Ogryn in one shot, but it can't break the Psyker's shield.

"Let's fight. Take my human bomb."

The milk dragon stood up shakily, and after pulling up his clothes, he revealed the hot melt bomb tied around his waist.

But before the milk dragon could run a few steps, it couldn't move.

Tightly imprisoned by invisible psychic power.

"I'm going all out. I'm going to take over the communications control room no matter what."

Brother Zhong also took out the melta bomb on his waist and rushed towards the psychic with the determination to die.

A Chaos Psyker intends to control the Seed Brother as he would a Milk Dragon.

However, this time, its method failed to work, allowing Brother Zhong to rush past smoothly.

As Brother Zhong approached, the transparent psychic barrier around the Chaos Psychic shattered like a bubble.

The two Chaos Psykers were stunned by the sudden surprise and their eyes widened subconsciously.

Zhuge in the distance seized the opportunity and pulled the trigger of the laser gun continuously.

Ruby-like lasers streaked through the air, piercing through the heads of the Chaos Psykers and taking their lives.

"I haven't even started to exert my strength yet! How could I die?"

Thinking of dying together, Brother Zhong opened his eyes wide and looked at the fallen Chaos Psyker with a look of surprise.

"You don't have the physique of a soulless person, do you?" Zhuge walked over and looked at Brother Zhong.

"It's possible." Toupi echoed Zhuge's words.

"I don't know either. Forget it, let's not study this for now. Let's go in and check the situation in the communications control room."

Brother Zhong walked through the gate, followed closely by the other players.

Brother Pian also staggered to his feet from the ground.

The armor plates on his body reduced most of the damage, coupled with his strong physical fitness.

Although he was hit by a psychic lightning and his whole body was in pain, he was still alive.

The floor of the communications control room was covered with frost.

This is caused by the uncontrolled overflow of psychic energy.

A huge transparent psychic cabin was fixed in the central area of ​​the communication room.

A data cable thicker than an adult's waist connected the base and top of the psychic pod.

The astropath who was soaked in the nutrient solution in the cabin had been dead for a long time.

Astropaths are the linchpin of the Imperium's trans-lightspeed communications.

On the astronomical scale of the void, the speed of light is too slow. Only with the help of astropaths can we ignore the laws of physics and quickly transmit battlefield information.

For intergalactic communication, an Astrologer Choir is needed to pierce the veil and deliver the message.

"Use the communicator to report to the Guide that the faster-than-light communication function in the main control room has failed."

"Unless we can find an astropath."

Brother Zhong checked it and said to Zhuge.

"I understand." Zhuge nodded.

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Chapter 12 May Your Soul Return to the Throne

The other two teams fought to recapture the data processing center and the communications control room.

Qin Yun, who has the strongest combat power, was also not idle.

He led a team of five players: Fatty, Wrist Guy, Twisted Man (Twisted Man must use a Twisted Hammer), Turtle (Turtle Soup, Please), and Bald Donkey (Sly! I can tell at a glance that you are not a human being).

Their goal is to take back control of the command center.

That's where the captain and his staff are located.

It is also the brain of the entire battleship.

If the Emperor's Glory's subsystems are still functioning, the entire ship's condition can be seen there.

Qin Yun's level is not much different from that of the players.

But the blessing of the Living Saint, coupled with the fact that he has more skills than the players, makes his combat power far surpass that of the players.

Under his leadership, the team's advancement speed can be described as exaggerated.

boom! boom! boom!

In front of the grand gate of the command hall, a large number of mutants were wandering around.

Gunshots rang out, and the mutants' heads exploded one after another.