Warhammer 40 A New Hope

And now, history repeats itself. The moment the rift opens, a scream of lust...evil from the 40K world instantly kills 80% of the elves in the medieval world - whether they are high elves, wood elves or dark elves, and similarly, their gods are not spared.

The surviving elves collapsed to the ground, listening to the wails and roars from their gods, and then discovered that the demon army from Slaanesh had descended on Ulthuan without them knowing.

The eternal [Holy Fire of Asuryan], which was originally used to select the Elf King, was now gradually beginning to go out. The arrogant elves looked at the originally burning holy fire, which was now constantly shrinking and extinguishing, and wailed in fear.

They didn't know what was happening or what to do.

Some priests began trying to contact their gods, but found no response at all, or only endless wailing.

The surviving legendary elven general, Tyrion, supported his equally weak body and issued orders to the surviving tribesmen in the city of [Lothern] - to collect the bodies, count the number of people, rearrange the city defenses, and then find out what happened on the ground.

The emergence of the rift greatly disrupted the operation of the medieval world [The Great Vortex], and the use of magic was greatly affected, which made Tyrion unable to contact his brother, Teclis.

At the same time, a large amount of chaos energy also caused chaos enemies to appear everywhere. Various chaos demons, beastmen and Norsemen all began to party.

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[Bronze Bull] Taunus, also known as [Horn of Slaughter] and [Blood Beast].

In front of this raging beast were the bodies of the Twilight sisters - Nestra and Alohan.

Not long ago, Ariel, the queen of the wood elves, was killed on the spot because of that scream. Then the beastman army led by Taunos rushed into the forest where they were and slashed at those weak wood elves.

The Twilight sisters who had managed to survive dragged their extremely weak bodies to fight the enemy, but they were powerless to turn the tide.

In front of the burning tree, the Bronze Bull Taunus roared loudly, as if announcing his victory, while the other beastmen continued to slaughter all the survivors along with the roar.

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【Run! Children! Run! 】

Amid the cries of an unknown elven god, the Great Fiend of Slaanesh - Nakai, the Keeper of Secrets, led a large number of Chaos followers and demons and charged into the nearest elven city where there were still living creatures. While the elves there were still weakened by Slaanesh's screams, he searched for every single elf among them.

They were not in a hurry to kill them until they got tired of them, then they took good care of the surviving elves and enjoyed their wailing and pain.

. . . . . .

Chaos Wasteland

A huge ship wreckage crashed here, and a large number of Chaos soldiers were surrounding it.

In the center of the many Chaos soldiers, there was a large empty area where the soldiers were cheering.

Buzz——!

DUANG!

The spinning chainsaw axe was knocked away by a sword and inserted into the ground, and then a Khorne Space Marine in power armor fell to the ground and was pierced by a flaming black sword.

Archaon, the Eternal Chosen, was chosen by the four gods of the medieval world. He bears the [Mark of Chaos] of the four evil gods, wears [Armor of Moka], rides a gigantic demigod demon horse named [Dovjihan the Black Horse of Doom], holds the [Sword of the Regicide] in his hand, and carries the [Crown of the Dominator] which symbolizes absolute power in the power of chaos.

“Who·is·next?!”

Around him were several Khorne Space Marines. Even with their huge technological advantages and strong physiques that had undergone several transformations, these Khorne believers were no match for Archaon, who called himself the Everchosen.

After all, the title of [Four Gods’ Choices] is not given for nothing.

Yes, these powerful warriors from the outside world caused some trouble to Archaon, and he also admitted that these outside warriors were stronger than most Chaos Warriors.

But still no match for him.

The followers of Khorne respected strength above all else, so Archaon used his strength to defeat all those Khorne Space Marines who disagreed with him, looked down on him, and mocked them as "old antiques" - those lying on the ground were them.

Upon seeing this, the other Khorne Space Marines came before Archaon, bowed their heads, and acknowledged him as their new commander.

"The great [Eternal Chosen], [Three-Eyed King], [Lord of the End]..." A skinny human with the mark of Chaos who had also walked down from the crashed ship came to Archaon at this time. "Even in the outside world, your strength is rare..."

The human knelt before the tall Archaon and muttered.

"It's not without reason that the gods here favor you..."

"I bring their gifts, and you will gain greater power."

After saying this, the Chaos follower opened his arms and exposed his skinny chest to Archaon.

"Take it, and ravage the world."

puff!

Without hesitation, the [King-Slayer Sword] pierced the man's chest and cut it open completely.

The black viscera flowed to the ground, and then a being that was clearly different from the other organs appeared.

It was a heart that was still beating even though it was exposed.

Archaon dismounted and seized the heart.

After briefly examining the heart, Archaon attached it to his armor.

The beating heart passed through his armor and merged into his body. Then, Archaon's body began to grow rapidly and the armor on his body began to deform.

Soon, his figure was taller than those Khorne Space Marines, and the [Moka Armor] on his body turned into a power armor.

The horse called [Dovish Dark Horse Dovjihan] began to devour the internal organs and corpse of the Chaos believer when his master mutated, and also began to mutate.

Having gained new strength, Archaon looked at the [Sword of the Regicide] in his hand, which had also changed, and his mount, [Doomsday Black Dragon Dovjihan], and felt extremely satisfied.

"Let's go." Archaon mounted on the dragon's back, holding the [King's Sword], and shouted to his troops. "Let's begin, the war of annihilation!"

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The elves are at war again (why do I say again?), and Nakai is wreaking havoc in Ulthuan.

News of the Chaos army gathering also came from Kislev. The weak Bear God sent a message not long ago, hoping that Zhang Yi could take him and his people away - they would not be able to stop the Chaos army this time.

The [Tree of Ages] is withering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the Beastmen are eyeing the weak Wood Elves covetously.

The Holy Grail Knight lost his power in an instant, Lilith no longer responded to the Knights' calls, and there was no news from the Dark Elves either...

The rats began to attack every force more frantically, and the orcs also started one indiscriminate WAAAAGH after another.

News came from Zhendan that outside Changyuan, an unprecedentedly large demon army was gathering.

All of this indicates that an era of chaos is about to begin, and no race will be able to remain immune to this wave.

However, Zhang Yi’s mind is not here now, because...

"Please save my children, save the world!"

"...No, who are you, sister?"

123. Set foot on Ulthuan

"The maelstrom is trembling. It is becoming unstable."

"The elves are in danger. They are no longer able to continue their duty of guarding the Great Vortex."

"Before we close the portal, the Maelstrom must not disappear!"

The first generation of magic toad, Master Kroka, was still in the state of a mummy, narrating the result of his prophecy.

Relying on the traces left by Zhang Yi when he entered and exited the medieval world, and with the help of some of the energy from the dimensional stone on the Evil Moon, the 40K evil gods briefly opened a rift leading to the medieval world.

Although the rift was closed again by the barrier repair mechanism of the Ancient Saints shortly after it opened, this short period of time alone was enough to throw the entire medieval world into chaos.

Just like the fall of the Eldar at that time, Sree··neh first sought out the Elves because of their similarities with the Eldar, and just like before, killed almost all of the Elven gods - these were the parts that the Old Saints separated from the original Eldar gods by unknown methods.

The elves were wiped out in an instant. If it weren't for the barrier's repair mechanism, none of the elves would have survived.

However, during this time, the native Slaanesh forces, under the orders of their new masters, once again set foot on Ulthuan and began to reap the lives of the surviving elves for a new carnival.

Among the gods of the elves, the only one who survived... or escaped again - the goddess of life - Aisha, with the purposeful help of the kind father Nurgle, was not captured and killed by Slaanesh.

Nurgle, who always hates change, originally did not want to participate in this operation, and even wanted to stop this new plan from Tzeentch.

However, he finally chose to join in, because the goddess of life in the medieval world - he didn't mind having one more person to taste his soup.

It was because of Nurgle's obstruction and the timely reminder of the Eldar goddess with the same name as her in the outside world that Aisha escaped from the hands of Slaanesh and appeared in front of Zhang Yi and others, begging for his help.

Of course, neither Zhang Yi nor the Human Empire would help her just because of her words, not to mention that she was a god of an alien race.

For safety reasons, she was subdued by the imperial guards as soon as she appeared, and then locked in a box made of black stone. Two silent nuns were asked to guard her, waiting for any unexpected questioning and interrogation.

Afterwards, Zhang Yi and others gradually learned about the strange phenomena in various parts of the Middle Ages, and the situation, which was originally quite good, immediately became precarious.

Zhang Yi and others were summoned by Master Kroka and returned to Itaza to discuss countermeasures, the first of which was the problem of the [Great Whirlpool].

There is no doubt that it must not be destroyed at this stage, otherwise it will only make the already bad situation worse.

However, given the elves' bad temper and their stubbornness in saving face, it was estimated that even if they made it through, they would still have to fight with the possible surviving elves.

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Ulthuan

A white portal appeared in the elves' territory. As soon as I stepped out of the portal, the smell of blood filled the air.

There was a very strong smell of blood. One could imagine what the residents here had been through.

A team of [Cold Lizard Riders] took the lead and went to the nearby elven village to investigate the situation, while the other Lizardman troops began to stay in place.

Several [Servo Skulls] for reconnaissance were also released, and the huge and heavy [Emperor's Bane Blade Super Heavy Tank] also drove out of the portal at this time, and an entire Krieg Legion followed this metal monster out.

"This smell of blood... makes me feel..." Zhang Yi said somewhat uncomfortably as he walked out of the portal.

"The breath of chaos..." Master Mazdamuddi, who came with Zhang Yi and others, murmured. "Where are we in Ulthuan?"

"If the terrain image you provided doesn't show up, we should be west of [Lothern], near [Caldor Rest]..."

"Gather the troops, and we will go directly to Lothern." Mazdamuddi said. "Kua Kuat, you lead a small force to rescue the elves who may still be alive around. We cannot give the Chaos enemy a chance to continue to grow stronger."

"No problem, my brother."

After a while, a large number of Lizardman troops gathered and, led by several tanks of the Human Empire, began a forced march towards [Lothern].

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"For the Four Chaos Gods!"

"Kill all these pretentious pointy ears! Sacrifice them!"

Several Norse ships are parked near Lothern, the largest trading port city of the elves, and a large number of Norse are attacking the city.

In the past, these Norsemen would never dare to openly attack this magnificent city, even if they gathered a large number of their own people around them - the elven fleet near the route alone could wipe out all the Norsemen's ships.

However, now, the Scream of Slaanesh destroyed the fleet that the High Elves believed to be invulnerable. The remaining survivors were unable to resist the attack of the Norscans, who had become mad because of the revelation, and could only watch their ships sail into the vicinity of [Lothern].

The remnants of the army that Tyrion had gathered in time were now relying on the city walls to resist the Norse army that far outnumbered them, but they had not yet recovered from the weakness of their souls caused by the Scream of Slaanesh, and their defeat was only a matter of time.

Tyrion, holding the [Yangyan Sword], fought hard to kill a [Norse Berserker] who rushed up the city wall, and then began to breathe heavily.

The battle did not last long, but Tyrion felt extremely tired. The weapons in his hands and the armor on his body also felt extremely heavy to him. The same was true for the elven soldiers he had assembled, who numbered only a few thousand.

The enemy, the Norscans, number at least tens of thousands, and they also have a large number of large units and behemoth units.

A giant mammoth that had been partially mutated, carrying a shrine that exuded chaotic power, walked towards the city wall with heavy steps. Around it were a large number of enemies who had become a little crazy because of the power emitted by the shrine.

A phoenix with ice-blue feathers fell from the sky. A large number of Harpies swooped down along with the falling corpse and tore the body of this rare magical creature apart.

The screams of lust also affected those allied creatures that had a close relationship with the elves, although not as seriously as the elves.

Even if a large number of dragons did not die on the spot, they fell into an unpredictable long sleep. The white lion became weak and the phoenixes became listless.

Sparse arrows fell from the walls of the Elven tribe, but they could not stop the crazy Norscan army. In the distance, crude catapults were throwing stones after stones onto the exquisite walls of [Lothern], and the city gates were being hit again and again.

They can't hold on any longer.

“Is this the end?”

Tyrion, exhausted, muttered as he looked at the shouting Norscans and his own weak soldiers.

Only then did he realize how ridiculous their previous idea of ​​closing the Maelstrom and confronting and completely destroying Chaos was.

The huge mammoth has arrived in front of the city wall. The [Frost Dragon] in the sky has turned the [Fire Phoenix] that was blocking it into an ice sculpture, and smashed it into pieces on the ground, flying towards the city wall.

The elven defenders, including Tyrion, were no longer able to fight.

boom!

hold head high--!

Accompanied by a huge cannon blast, the mammoth that was about to hit the city gate suddenly let out a wail, then fell sideways to the ground.

shhhhhhhh!

Then, several streams of white smoke appeared in the air, and several exploding flames appeared on the body of the [Frost Dragon], repelling it.