Warhammer 40 A New Hope

boom--!

A little blue magic energy spread out, almost blowing Kratos off the platform. The Chaos Double Blades inserted into the ground drew a long cut on the ground, causing him to stop.

After successfully forcing back Kratos who was close to him, the bridge keeper raised the stone pillar in his hand again, and the wind of Hel on it began to stir, causing the snowflakes in the sky to dance wildly.

A bitingly cold storm swept across the entire platform. A layer of frost appeared on Kratos and the platform, making people feel as if their souls were frozen!

Kratos, who had just stood up, was fixed in place by the incoming storm. As the bridge keeper of the Nordic underworld, the opponent is not as easy to deal with as in the game.

Just as the ice and snow were about to completely cover Kratos, a red flame that was impossible to appear in Helheim rose from the ground and formed the shape of a snake in the air.

It was Leman Russ. He simply adjusted the burning efficiency of the lantern in his hand, which was used for heating and was fueled by the flesh and blood of the god Heluo, to the maximum. For a moment, the screams of the remaining soul of a god resounded throughout Helheim, and flames appeared in the wind and snow.

The long-lasting snowstorm in Helheim weakened at this time, and even the temperature in this area rose a lot in a short period of time, which allowed Kratos to escape.

Flames ignited on the Chaos Blades, and then shot straight at the bridge keeper. The sharp blades pierced directly into its huge body, and then brought Kratos to its front.

Kratos, who was flying over, recalled the [Leviathan Axe] at the same time, and with the help of the acceleration brought by the Chaos Blade, he chopped the bridge guard on the head with the axe.

The bridge keeper who was hit directly let out a wail, and was then dragged to the ground by Kratos' brute force.

The big stone pillar slipped out of his hand and was caught by Kratos, who smashed it at the bridge keeper. The bridge keeper stretched out his hands to block it and escaped the fate of being killed by his own weapon, but the next second, Kratos pulled back the Chaos Blades and inserted them into the stone pillar to break it directly, and the Chaos Blades pierced fiercely into its eyes.

Awooo——!

After a miserable wail, the bridge guard became silent, and Kratos began to stand there, gasping for breath.

Leman Russ came to the platform carrying Mimir's head and walked towards the motionless bridge keeper and the panting Kratos.

"The bridge keeper of Helheim, who determines whether the person coming is truly dead." Mimir said, looking at the huge corpse in front of him. "He died just like that."

"Will it be a problem if he dies?"

"Yes, but it's not a big problem. Helheim already has a lot of problems right now, and this one is not the only problem."

At this time, Kratos was still gasping for breath. He had to admit that after releasing the Light of Hope, throwing away all the artifacts obtained from other gods, and leaving Greece, his strength had declined. At least it was not an easy task for him to deal with the bridge keeper in Helheim.

"Would you like me to help you cut it open?"

"...Need not..."

Kratos stood up, walked to the bridge keeper's chest, raised the Chaos Blade in his hand and stabbed it hard.

puff!

Red blood spurted out, staining half of his body red, and as Kratos continued to cut, more blood spurted out.

At this moment, Kratos seemed to have turned back into the monster who cared about nothing but revenge and killing, but he did not stop.

Because this time, he was not killing for revenge, nor for the sake of killing, but to save his own child. He once abandoned his daughter, but now he would not do that again.

A few minutes later, Kratos took the heart he wanted from the bridge keeper's chest. Covered in blood, he walked down from the huge corpse and took Mimir handed to him by Leman Russ.

"Let's go." Kratos said. "Let's get out of here."

． ． ． A few dozen minutes later...

A white portal appeared near the disemboweled body of the bridge keeper, and Zhang Yi poked his head out of it.

"Let's go... just in time."

"Come on, come on, drag it away, drag it back and study it slowly."

614. Fire Exorcism

The huge, frost-covered body of the bridge keeper was carried out of Zhang Yi's portal. The surrounding people cheered as if they were meeting fans of a star at the airport.

"Another one! Another one!"

“Praise be to Om Messiah!”

"Don't compete with me for this! This research material is mine!"

"You said it's yours? I said it's mine!"

"You have an opinion! Shall we 'exchange some ideas'?"

The new divine corpse made the oil men who had not been given research permissions before very excited, and some of them even started fighting.

"These cyborgs are like this when they go to our world..." Trazyn said, and then continued to instruct his men to lift the Athena remnant soul that was assigned to it to one side. "I need to think about where to put this..."

"Tarasim, don't forget that the entire remnant soul belongs to you. You have to share your research on her with us later. You have to help us with our research unconditionally. You also need to provide a batch of your equipment and other things."

"I always keep my word~"

"Over there! Stop! This is not the place for you to fight!"

Two Pathfinder Space Marines separated the two groups of Mechanicus members who were about to fight, and stopped the fight between them.

"Follow the order. This body will be handed over to the next member of the Forge World, and as usual, the Necrons must be involved."

"No room for negotiation. The Necrons can lock up the Star Gods and use them as batteries. Can you do that?"

"We should reject Zerath's request. Who knows what might go wrong if he is asked to research it."

"Don't do destructive research on Manny's body. Maybe he has other uses."

The corpses of at least three gods and several divine creatures plunged the Mechanicus into another frenzy. Famous and unknown, large and small Forge Worlds from all over the galaxy sent personnel and fleets to the vicinity of Macragge, requesting the opportunity to conduct research.

However, even if the gods and similar beings previously obtained from other places were taken into account, they were still not enough for the sages of these large and small forge worlds to study. It was also because of this that the members of the Mechanicus from different worlds, factions and sources would quarrel or fight from time to time.

It could be as small as two high-level members insulting each other in binary form, or as big as sending out their own Crusaders to fight each other, or the most exaggerated one was sending out two Titans to fight each other.

So far, Zhang Yi and his team have stopped dozens of fights by the oil men, big and small, not to mention the dozens of fights that they have not yet stopped.

The bodies of the mountain monster and the dark elf king that were sent in at the beginning have been studied thoroughly inside and out. Now the oil man who is studying these two has started arguing over whether to chop them into stuffing and continue studying them or make them into specimens.

At this stage, only a small number of samples can be extracted from Manny's body, or non-destructive examinations can be carried out in case the body needs to be returned.

Even though they were enemies, and his father, who was brainwashed by his grandfather, didn't really like him, but what if? What if he or Odin took advantage of the situation to make trouble?

Besides, Manny is also a warrior. If Kratos thinks that even if a soldier is an enemy, his body should not be desecrated, it will be difficult to deal with.

"We can do some research after Odin and Thor are dead." Zhang Yi said to the crazy oil man in front of him. "According to the original plot, they will all die... they should..."

In this case, the corpse of the Nordic underworld bridge keeper in the world of God of War and the stone pillar he used as a weapon undoubtedly became the best research targets.

"Pay attention to the pollution problem, do a good job of isolation, and follow the research process." Zhang Yi shouted to the oil men who dragged away the corpse and the stone pillar, but they did not respond, as if they were afraid that he would regret it. "These oil-drinking guys..."

After completing the distribution and placement of new research materials and obtaining the latest research progress, Zhang Yi came to the [Forge Star] where the dwarves were located to inquire about the reproduction of the Yama Blade.

"This magical weapon has indeed given us a lot of ideas, and has also allowed us to create a lot of things that we haven't made before, but..." A dwarf craftsman who received Zhang Yi said as he handed a glass of beer to Zhang Yi. "It's difficult to reproduce it according to your ideas, even if it's a degraded version..."

"The material is one thing, but we still haven't figured out the principle of the knife and the enchantment on it."

“Although it is not necessary to know everything, if you want the replica to have the unique segmentation ability you want, knowing more can help you achieve this goal better.”

“Didn’t the previous research make this clear?”

"We have figured out a lot of things with those guys who drank motor oil, but there are still some things that are not clear." The dwarf said. "Now that the knife has been taken back, there are still many things we don't understand."

“It’s not that there’s no way to reproduce it, but if we can be given more time, it will undoubtedly be much more convenient.”

"If it wasn't for his mother's face, Virgil wouldn't have given us his weapons to study." Zhang Yi said helplessly. "You know that if I hadn't stopped them, the oil man and his group would have been chopped down by Virgil..."

"If I were them, I would chop them down too."

The research progress is slow. Although there are some results, it will still take a lot of time to get the desired product.

"If we can feed the Yama Blade to the [Garbage Mountain], we should be able to replicate it. It's just a matter of time and materials. Besides, Vergil won't do that..."

"Analysis and deconstruction is a big problem. We can't dismantle the Yama Sword... We can't put it back together if we dismantle it..."

"As for the materials, if they cannot be obtained on a large scale, the replicas cannot be mass-produced. Vergil and Dante are unwilling to come to the Warhammer world... Also, who wants to come to a cesspool..."

"We'll find a chance to send it to the dwarven gods. But it's back to the same question. What we need is not just one artifact, but preferably a lower-level product that can exist in multiples... Of course, it would be fine if we could really copy an identical one, but the possibility is not high..."

"Let's just keep looking for materials for now. After all, we can only talk about other things after we make one."

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The existence of gods has always been controversial throughout history.

Except for a few places, the gods in different regions all showed an attitude of freedom and playfulness towards mortals, just like sprinkling a pinch of sugar on a group of ants and pouring a pot of boiling water on them.

In the Warhammer world, there are beings like the Four Evil Gods of the Warp who are full of malice towards all intelligent creatures. Even the Emperor, the protector of mankind, is like an evil god to other races.

Going back further, there was the [Lord of the Gate] - Yog-Sothoth, who once had a glimpse in front of Tzeentch. In the world they lived in, even if the gods had no ill will towards humans, their mere appearance or even the appearance of things related to them could cause a disaster, even if they had no ill intentions.

To take a more recent example, there was the abyssal creature [The Thinker] - Onir, who cooperated with the Human Empire. He also used words to make a dark hero voluntarily enter eternal sleep, just to prove that he was right.

Do gods exist to protect humans, or to protect the weak? Yes, but because of the different levels of life, different views on everything, and different horizons, their protection or gifts to those who are far weaker than themselves may not be a good thing - don't forget that Zhang Yi caused chaos in the entire Neil world with just a can.

Now, what Zhang Yi and his team have to do is to put those high and mighty gods on the operating table, analyze everything about them, and make them no longer high and mighty.

Of course, it is selective.

. . . . . .

World of Darkest Dungeon

A gigantic mermaid-like creature was dragged ashore, with a huge black stone sword piercing through his chest, preventing him from using his power. Around him piled up a large number of murlocs and the corpses of people or creatures infected and corrupted by his power.

Unlike the original team of four people and a carriage going to save the world, now an army has taken over the task, and people like Disma are just members of this army.

The fleshy plains were set on fire, the burning city began to cool down, the army bound by the forest was freed, and the bay shrouded in thick fog finally saw the sun.

An army that knows the enemy's details can advance much faster and more thoroughly than an army of four people in a carriage. They can cut through mountains and cross rivers. The various high-tech weapons in their hands are simply a dimensionality reduction attack on people and creatures who believe in cults or mutate for various reasons.

The Leman Russ tank equipped with a bulldozer flattened the last large forest blocking the road, and the high mountain that was the final destination was right in front of them.

At this time, Disma and others who were part of the reconnaissance team returned to the front line and reported the information they had obtained to the commander-in-chief of the team.

A large number of alien creatures (the monsters in the fortress are said to be alien species, which were previously dormant and have now been awakened by the final BOSS) and a protracted blizzard blocked their way. The visibility at a long distance was almost zero. It seemed that their target knew they were coming.

If they advanced directly, they would undoubtedly suffer huge losses. The raging blizzard also prevented the air forces from entering. After confirming the intelligence, the front-line troops temporarily slowed down their advance, waiting for the artillery units in the rear to arrive.

Since it is impossible to advance from the ground or the air, there is only one option - fire coverage.

It just so happens that the empire lacks a lot of things, but it does not lack firepower.

If necessary, it is also possible to blow up the mountain.

615. My Ending

Facts have proved that any evildoer would have to think twice before facing a 132mm caliber artillery.

Even those creatures that had undergone mutations due to the power of the [Subject], after 12 hours of non-stop bombardment with various types of ammunition, had almost nothing left.

The blizzard dissipated shortly after the bombing, and drones were launched into the air to begin exploration work.

From the high altitude view, one can see that the ground is littered with corpses of various alien creatures, including some "Exemplars" that can put Disma and his men in a tough fight.

But now, even it was turned into a corpse under the coverage of artillery fire without even seeing the enemy.

Going deeper, an opaque semicircular existence appeared in the coverage range of the artillery and emitted a black light, forming the shape of the "Iron Throne" on the ground.

The next second, the reconnaissance drone that was sent out disconnected the model and fell from the sky.

"Hostile targets have been detected and their locations have been determined." The Astra Militarum soldier controlling the drone said as he held the Empire's double-headed eagle pendant. "All artillery members load rune shells and fire a salvo."

The [Basic Lizard] cannon, with some temperature still in the barrel, was started again. The shells with dwarven runes were stuffed into the cannon amid the prayers and blessings of the Empire's state religion. The surrounding soldiers began to adjust their positions randomly.

After all the artillery pieces were loaded and adjusted, they fired at the same time and flew towards the semicircular existence in the distance.

boom--!

A huge explosion was heard, and a mushroom cloud rose in the distance, while crisp shattering sounds were heard mixed in with the explosion.

Awooo——!

An unknown roar was heard from a distance, followed by the sound of something falling to the ground - someone was in great trouble.

"Oh, I feel sorry for it." Jingles, the clown, said as he listened to the sound. "It must be painful."

"Are you sure you want to pity an evil being?" asked Sister Junia.

"I'm just saying."

. . . . . .

It is a very simple truth that endless desires and obsession with the unknown will lead to destruction, but there are always people who remain and think they are special and that they can control it all.

The deceased manor patriarch deceived me and the professor, but the professor found something wrong and tried his best to pull me out of the abyss of madness, but I refused.