Warhammer, how did I become Butcher's Nail!

Inside the Uria system, the high command of the hive capital is holding a banquet. Lady Arno and the humans who survived from the Old Night era are celebrating their victory over the invaders. Their army and war fortresses will be their strongest defenses, and they are determined to keep the invaders out of the capital.

Within this vast expanse of space, technicians continuously reported on the battle situation of the space fleet.

"The fleet destroyed thirteen ships. Commander Eric stated that in three hours, this intruder will be nothing but wreckage in space. Today's victory still belongs to Galliperas!"

The technician, watching the endless stream of intelligence reports, felt the communications were moving too fast and some even contained garbled text. While he sensed something was amiss, looking at the cheering high command within the hive, he assumed it was simply due to Commander Eric's excitement.

......

[I just can't understand how stupid these guys are. Hypnos, you need to improve your communication decryption skills. I've already loaded the new modules for you. Signal blocking will cause the machine's brain to heat up; you need to be careful about that.]

In the DingTalk network, Lu Heng said to Hypnos and Theseus that although he could capture and block the enemy's communication network by himself in the past, it was never as difficult as it is now.

Lu Heng had to painstakingly block all communications while patiently teaching the two guys what they were doing wrong. Some signals that seemed perfectly normal were, in Lu Heng's eyes, simply actions that retained their human habits.

This is ** and needs to be changed!**

[Kahn will finish cleaning up the battlefield in an hour. Theseus, have Korga take one of this civilization's ships to wipe out all the idiots reveling in the hive. Also, have Varis accompany you.]

Beware of aliens that use witchcraft.

[Paralyze the world's main hive city defense nodes, occupy them, and await our arrival.] Q

After issuing his orders, Lu Heng turned to check on the situation elsewhere.

At this moment, Angron was standing in front of the battle platform, displaying the entire star system map.

"Nail, if you were the enemy, would you set up a defensive line?"

Anglong suddenly asked a question, and Lu Heng was puzzled for a moment. Good news, Anglong has started to use his brain!

congratulations.

[No, but if this is the main force, where are the other fleets?]

Lu Heng asked.

"Here, have Korga keep an eye out; they might have a second fleet waiting for us here."

Angron pointed out a satellite of Uria. Although Lu Heng's calculations did indeed show such a result, Angron found the trap based on his intuition.

Is this the intuition of the original genomics?

The Ghost Company has already set off. I've informed him of this. Well done, Angron.

Lu Heng praised him, and then began to focus on other matters.

As several transport ships from the consortium slowly flew into the Uriah satellite defense zone, Lu Heng detected the radar signal that had suddenly been activated.

We've caught you little mice!

Lu Heng immediately began hacking into the other party's network; a hunter needs patience.

The transport ship that Korga was on passed through the entire Uria system's defense perimeter without any hindrance. The people of this pocket civilization did not require them to disembark for inspection. Varis could see the unease in Korga's heart.

"My brother, your heart is restless."

"I'm just somewhat driven by the desire to win; the Legion Lord is watching us."

Korga took a deep breath. Even the Imperial Supermen have human emotions.

"Perhaps you need a priest. I think the Word Bearer from the Thirteenth Squad is quite good."

Varis laughed.

“Then I should hang him up, hang him on the deck. Well, we’ve arrived. Look! My brother, these fools are welcoming us, welcoming their own death.”

Korga brandished the lightning claw in his hand, and Theseus slowly closed it.

When the nobles on the hive saw the transport ship descending, they couldn't wait to rush aboard, eager to witness just how pathetic their invading enemies were.

As the hatch opened, the first thing both humans and aliens saw was the dark muzzle of a gun.

The beam of light made a heavy thud, and Korga ignored the already destroyed servant.

He charged down first.

It's like a fierce hunting dog.

"For the Legion's Supreme Ruler!!!"

The killing began.

P.S.: Second update! Update, update, update, I'm making up for it all today!

It's back, it's all back!

Volume 1: Chapter 156 (Chapter 149) The World Devourer!

This is the tallest spire in the Uriah City, the most heavily fortified fortress. Its armed forces are so formidable that even the Empire finds them challenging. The concrete buildings and massive walls are patrolled by countless warriors clad in sophisticated power armor and alien creatures.

Here, nothing is invincible. SOUsuＯ:九司℃〃贰咝3仨∴≥跉?∽

But for the war hounds, it is now theirs.

puff.

Varus crushed an alien with a blank expression. His shield twisted the bullets fired at him by the civilization. The Ghost Company quickly killed all the high-ranking members of the Uria world, so quickly that their alarms were not even raised.

The entire squad of warriors was separated by the ghosts as they tried to break out and take control of the spire's elevators. Korga wandered through the carnage and came to the trembling technicians.

"Who's in charge here?"

Korga looked at the unarmed warriors and asked with a smile. His voice, processed by Theseus, was unusually cold. Although Korga didn't care much about it, Theseus found this act of getting so close to the legion's leader incredibly cool.

"I......"

A supervisor stepped forward and, looking at Korga, who was several heads taller than him, took a deep breath in courage.

"Angel?"

Korga silently gazed at the middle-aged man before him. The white robe he wore indicated that he held a high position among the group, but the word "angel" made Korga chuckle.

"I don't have wings."

"Your name is Mortal."

Although Kolga remained wary of the man who had already surrendered, he still brought the mortal before him.

"Volker, sir."

Volker looked at Koshilga with reverence. In their world, for a period of time, they knew that there was a country on the other side of the galaxy, and there were even rumors that giants would descend and lead humanity to the future.

And Volker was a believer in this doctrine.

"Is this the control panel?"

"Calga asked."

"Yes."

Walker made way for him and stood not far from Korga, waiting for Korga's next orders.

In Volker's eyes, the mask on Korga's face began to extend data synapses, which then violently invaded the terminal on their control panel. The entire internal structure of the hive and all the firepower devices were instantly transmitted to every member of the Ghost Squad.

Korga quickly processed the intelligence sent by Theseus, and with each order being issued, the Ghost Squad dispersed, descending from the elevator and scattering throughout the entire hive city.

Now let us cheer for the Legion's supreme leader! I'm going to set off a giant firecracker!

Theseus roared in Kolga's mind, raising all the countless defensive systems within the hive city at once. Shields fell, and countless cannons began to extend, as orders were transmitted from the ground to the sky orbit and the ground-based artillery groups.

The war machine began to run, even though they didn't know who their enemy was. But an order is an order. The cannons began to be loaded. The huge pistons, driven by the automatic loading machine, pushed shell after shell into them. When the roar of the cannons began, the entire nest buzzed with the sound.

The sound of cannons shook the earth. Korsiga couldn't help but marvel at the technology of this civilization. When the buzzing sound turned into a murmur, the sky was dyed red by tens of thousands of cannonballs. The entire world of Uria was ablaze with red, and sparks fell from the sky.

The alliance's fleet was destroyed in an instant by the combined attack from the sky and the ground. Countless metal fragments fell directly from the sky like a torrential rain, adding new scars to the land of Uria.

Countless citizens of the Union stared at the horrific scene before them, as if the entire world were being consumed by flames. Leaders of countless hives frantically inquired about what had happened in the central hive.

But they soon found out.

As the Thirteenth Fleet appeared in the sky, the Hound's Fang slowly descended, and Angron looked out over the world that resembled a junkyard from aboard the ship.

Countless nests wanted to raise their shields and retreat into their turtle shells, but it was too late.

Dust, smoke.

Flames and wails.

The 13th Expeditionary Fleet began indiscriminate aerial attacks. The entire sky belonged to them, and all the defense systems belonged to them. All the Allied Forces could do now was pray.

I pray I die quickly!

Angron sat atop the Stormbird, with Gel and Kahn beside him. The gunship squadron, accompanied by the Father of Genesis, surveyed their spoils. Angron stared expressionlessly at the ruins below, where the Commonwealth citizens fought desperately to defend their homeland.

"Commendable courage," was the conclusion Angron reached. Angron heard one exhausted roar after another. His eyesight was excellent. He saw that on the alien formation, the mortal auxiliary troops were trying to break through. Two war dogs attacked from both sides, trying to break through in one fell swoop. Then the alien commander used his psionic power to throw one of them away, and buried the other with a boulder.

Angron's eyelids twitched as he watched.

[Seventeenth Echelon.....Four. I'll make a note of this. Angron will have the platoon leader and company commander of the Seventeenth Fourth Echelon contact me later. Zero] ∧'

After confirming that the two guys were alright, Lu Heng stopped paying attention to them.

Angron took a deep breath.

"nail!"

[Busy! Quick and decisive, finding a way to settle scores—I don't think I need to elaborate on that!]

Angron grinned and gestured for the driver to come closer.

Soon the alien commander saw the storm bird flying over. He waved his hand, but the next second he felt his brain boiling.

[Alien, look at your mother!]

After Lu Heng released a data synapse, he began to examine the overall situation on the battlefield.

Angron then leaped down.

As he crashed to the ground, Gol and Kahn hacked to death all the aliens and humans who had gathered around them.

"Death!"

Without any lengthy explanation or self-introduction, Angron roared forward, wielding the God of War.

Despite the excruciating pain in his head, the alien commander raised his hands and saw Angron raise a plasma gun emitting a blue glow from the hand that had been wielding the axe.

then.

With a beam of light, the entire defensive line was shattered by the plasma gun in Angron's hand.

"Awesome! What's the name of Kahn's gun?!"

Angron looked at the footprints he had left on the ground from the recoil and turned to ask.

"The World Eater, Lord Angron, the World Eater Plasma Gun."

As Kahn answered, he gave Gol a look that said, "You're not good enough." Gol chuckled and then touched the green and red nail on his face.

P.S.: Third update, any votes please? (Medical)

Godfathers~ Anyway, it was yesterday, and I don't think they gave out tickets yesterday either~~~~~

Volume 1: Chapter 157 Chapter 150 Mortalian's Solo Show!

The Death Guards launched a silent attack, bypassing the Galipalas Alliance's defenses, while the Space Fleet engaged the Alliance's fleet in close combat. (Lin)

The roaring firepower poured forth like waves, one after another. The Death Guard suffered casualties in the attack on the central hive of the Galipalas world. At the forefront stood Mortarion, his Death Shrouds, Mortarion's honor guard, surrounding him, their power scythes relentlessly tearing their enemies to shreds. (Seven)

Torso shattered, torsos and fragments flew about like marbles. Mortarion had to admit that this world was an enemy. Their tenacity held the Death Guards back in the lower levels of the hive. These humans and aliens showed no fear in the face of the Empire's Space Marines. Even knowing they would die, they still launched a fierce charge!

Roars mingled with the silence of death, but the stillness began to spread like a plague, from the outer perimeter of the hive to its very interior.

Mortarian spared no one.

Corpses littered the ground, and more soldiers appeared, charging frantically toward Mortarion. The Lantern (Mortarion's sidearm) began to roar, and cannonballs started to fly.

Hordes of mortals are turned into dead souls, and Mortarion is the god of death who comes to reap those souls!

These crazed warriors made Mortarion sense that something was amiss.

Even Mortalian, who wasn't particularly sensitive to emotions, noticed that the fanatical energy emanating from these warriors seemed to be...

It's like I'm possessed by something!

This is the seventh day of the Death Guard's attack on this pocket empire. No one would have thought that this pocket civilization would be so resilient, but the Death Guard would be even more resilient.

Mortarian gripped the scythe in his hand, and like a moth, he leaped into the air, moving erratically across the broken walls.