Warhammer, how did I become Butcher's Nail!

Gage showed Kahn his power boxing gloves.

At this moment, Guilliman had arrived directly in front of his chapter commander, and he looked at Caslot, who was kneeling on the ground with his face contorted in extreme pain.

Even as the alien stood there torturing him to death, his angry eyes remained open. Guilliman reached out his hand, and just as Guilliman was about to close Caslot's eyes, Caslot suddenly raised his head and grabbed Guilliman's arm.

Why didn't you save me?

Caslot's voice echoed in Guilliman's mind, but Guilliman showed no fear. His eyes, hidden behind his mask, blazed with fury as he stared at his offspring, who was still being tormented by the aliens until his death!

“I’m sorry, Caslot.”

Guilliman showed no remorse, and his blunt apology seemed unable to calm things down.

Caslot slowly rose from the ground, his lifeless eyes fixed on Guilliman.

"Father...Father...Leave here!"

"This is... a trap!!!!"

Caslot let out a difficult roar, the last embers of his soul, his final act of rational loyalty!

You're so talkative!

A psionic voice appeared in the minds of the three. Lu Heng seized the opportunity and directly inserted the data synapse into Caslot's head.

Sad + Eh! +

As the unknown being uttered a questioning sound, Guilliman embraced Caslot's corpse and tucked it around his waist.

A serene blue light suddenly rose around them, illuminating the surroundings. The corpses of Guilliman's offspring appeared all around, all of them blown up by some kind of energy entity, seemingly from the inside out. The mortal crew had fought bravely to the very end.

Sulfuriman saw a strange creature. Unlike other aliens, the creature's brain was covered by a layer of glass, and the brain emitted a faint blue light.

Apart from the enormous figure in the very center, there were a dozen or so guards holding scepters around him.

"Human demigod."

The strange shape has a speaker opening.

“We should not be enemies. Among the stars, you and I are just a part of the great gods’ care. Why are you attacking us and stopping us from this great pilgrimage?”

A pilgrimage to Ling?

Guilliman felt even more uneasy as he looked at the alien in front of him.

"Our race has roamed the Warp for a long time. We are the ghosts of the past, echoing in the present. Anyone who dares to stand in our way will be crushed by us!"

"Human demigods, I will not persuade you to join us, but please do not disturb us!"

"We are all nothing but lambs fed by the gods!"

Guilliman pointed the short sword at the psionic creature in front of him.

"I will send your so-called gods to hell along with you!"

Guilliman's voice was icy cold, but his words elicited laughter from the psionic being.

"A young demigod."

"So you want to serve your one and only God and ascend the throne in that subspace?"

"Even if the entire human race is sacrificed?"

"Is it worth it?"

The psionic voice was filled with a hint of seduction, but Guilliman remained unmoved. His will was firm and would not waver in his loyalty because of a few words from the alien!

Guilliman didn't speak; he launched his attack directly. Kahn and Gage followed behind Guilliman. When spatial ripples appeared in front of Guilliman, he felt his body being bound by some kind of mental force. In contrast to Kahn and Gage, Guilliman was still able to slowly swing his arms.

He threw the short sword he was holding!

A crisp sound rang out in the bridge as Guilliman saw his sure-fire attack blocked by the psionic guard.

"Young demigod, think of yourself and your brothers." —Saki

"They're all just products from a laboratory. Are you sure you're human?"

"You are nothing more than tools for your creator to become a god!"

Guilliman twisted his body and took his first difficult step.

"You have been deceived by lies, but I will reveal to you the true truth!"

"Everything is subject to change."

"Robert Guilliman, the demigod of the Empire."

Join us!

The filthy language of the psionic beings tried to invade Guilliman's mind, and he struggled against it as the other person tried to present him with various illusions.

Unit 13, you're in my hands now.

'it is good. '

ps: First update!

Volume 1: Chapter 237 (Chapter 225) We arrived in 47 seconds!

Guilliman observes his own body from a third-person perspective. The screen appears directly in front of Guilliman, behind him is a sofa and food constructed from emotions, and next to him is a group of people who are strangely familiar to him.

The soldiers of the 15th Battle Group.

"I'm sorry, Father."

Caslot knelt on the ground, pleading with Guilliman for his mistakes. He had failed to complete his mission and even hindered the great plans of the Imperial demigod.

“You did very well, Caslot.”

Guilliman sighed and placed his hand on Caslot's shoulder. He had never imagined he would live to see his loyal son again.

"Did the nail save you?"

Guilliman asked.

"Yes, that... Nail snatched me from the alien's grasp. I will be joining the War Hounds. He told me I will be assisting Kahn of the Thirteenth Echelon."

"Kahn is a warrior worthy of respect."

A smile appeared on Guilliman's lips as he took Caslot's hand.

“My son, you have done well. You have not disgraced the honor of the Thirteenth Legion. I saw you fight to the very end. Now let us see how Nails avenge you!”

Guilliman pointed to the screen with one finger.

[Driver is connecting.]

The driver is now online.

[Unit 13 is in good condition.]

Synchronization rate: 70%

The long-lost feeling of piloting Unit-09 returned. Unit-03 lowered its head, and the moment it raised it again, the alien saw the mask on Guilliman's face begin to writhe, rolling like ripples.

"god?"

The number thirteen machine started speaking, and the sound was much smoother than the first time.

"Do you think I'm a man or a god?"

The thirteen machines took another step forward, and a silent force directly suppressed the surrounding spiritual energy. It was the rule of the pure physical universe. A hint of shock appeared in the eyes of the psionic beings, which then turned into a look of relief.

"The ripples of fate".

"The gods have seen through your disguise!"

"You cannot change your fate! You will only cause more terrible consequences!"

The psionic species roared loudly.

"fear!"

[Anti-Psionic Module Activated!]

Don't be afraid!

Thirteen Machines laughed, and that silly smile directly caused a trace of fear to arise in the heart of the psionic being. He kept trying to use his mental power to repel the demigod body in front of him, and he roared that he wanted to dismember Thirteen Machines!

But Thirteen maneuvered, and within the bridge eroded by the muddy subspace, Thirteen felt no sense of constraint.

A powerful psionic shockwave came toward Number Thirteen, and Lu Heng chose to meet it head-on!

I have never denied the Emperor's foolish plan!

He is humanity's only leader today, and all the burdens rest on his shoulders. Only those who truly understand him can comprehend his brilliance and his folly.

Lu Heng wasn't the one who truly understood him!

But that fool, the Emperor, has already made the sacrifice he had to make!

So, what else could Lu Heng possibly hope for that bastard to sacrifice? =△、＆＜;⊥二°〔

"Go away!"

There are no gods in this world!

The first guard was torn to pieces by Lu Heng. Unit 13 grabbed the scepter in the guard's hand and plunged it into the head of another guard. After Lu Heng cleared some of the surrounding subspace power, Gage and Kahn rushed over and blocked a psionic guard for Unit 13.

Can your god be hurt? Does he experience fear and death?

[Why do I see their health bars showing?!]

Thirteen machines roared. As a young Great One, Lu Heng was filled with pride and arrogance for his past. This confidence now permeated Guilliman, just as the nail had described.

There have never been any gods in this world!

"Blasphemy!"

Scorching flames erupted around the psionic creature, seemingly trying to burn Unit 13 to death. Lu Heng found the psionic creature's damned will to survive laughable.

Although he didn't possess any psychic abilities, a powerful surge of red rage rushed into the psychic's mind. The psychic let out a series of screams, feeling every thought in its brain burning. The intense pain caused it to wail uncontrollably.

[Blasphemy?]

You are just as ridiculous as your gods!

Tell them that the future of humanity is not something they can control.

[Regardless of their schemes and plots!]

【The Emperor and I are here waiting for them!】

[And for you, the universe has no place for you!]

Lu Heng approached the psionic creature step by step. He looked directly into its transparent brain, and the surrounding flames extinguished with his arrival. The power that this psionic master was so proud of now paled in comparison!

You will fail!

"You can't stop us! This is a great pilgrimage!"

Lu Heng didn't want to hear what the alien in front of him was going to say next. He punched through the glass mask, ripped out the alien's brain, and threw it to the ground, crushing it with his powered boots. (Mio)

As silence returned to the bridge, the thirteen machines emitted faint breathing sounds. He could sense that even with the alien's death, the erosion of the surrounding subspace had not diminished.

They want to trap me here.

Lu Heng sneered.

Kahn and Gage had also finished off their opponents. After hearing Nail's words, they immediately looked at Unit 13.

[Kahn, this is the first lesson I'm teaching you.]

How to escape from a trap!

The dark emotional power surged from Machine Thirteen. The psionic creature used its power to construct this cage. Lu Heng had to admit how foolish that psionic creature was. If it were a direct confrontation, it might have caused Lu Heng some minor trouble, but now...

The sound of the mirror shattering exploded around them, and the world began to return to reality. Lu Heng saw the ghosts and monsters hidden in the subspace, and he mercilessly poked their butts with his red emotion.

Amidst curses and shrieks, the stinking rats fled the scene.

[The Redemption starts its engines; we will arrive in one minute!]

One minute?

Even Guilliman couldn't believe that Nail had said those words, how they could have left in a minute!

Wear your helmet!