Ahriman Arrives
"How could such a clever Ogryn appear among the Corpse Emperor's servants?"
Kairos's four eyes all revealed shock and astonishment.
Even more deadly is that the other party also possesses psionic abilities.
Kairos once suspected that Magnus's color had faded.
After confirming several times, he had to admit one thing: it was an Ogryn, not a faded Magnus.
"It seems that Magnus's position is in jeopardy, and our lord will surely prefer this Ogryn."
"By the way, how did this Ogryn mutate?"
Kairos pondered this question intently with both of his heads.
You should know that getting Ogryn to count to eight is every Tzeentch Greater Daemon's dream.
Unfortunately, no one has been able to do it so far.
Kairos was eager to know what mutation had occurred in this Ogryn.
Only then can one possess such wisdom.
Kairos casually checked Ogryn's fate.
They discovered that, like the other servants of the Corpse Emperor, there was nothing but emptiness.
"It seems we still need to find another way."
Kairos remembered Ahriman,
They discovered that the other party had disguised himself as Hagren and infiltrated Scintilla.
Subsequently, Kairos followed Ahriman's fate and saw the Dark Eldar and the Necrons.
They came for Ahriman, determined to make Ahriman pay for his actions.
Kairos suddenly had a great idea.
That would be to cause a multi-racial war to break out in the Calixis Sector.
As a result, the Corpse Emperor's servants were constantly on the go.
He could then take the opportunity to investigate the situation of that intelligent Ogryn.
However, the Dark Eldar and Necrons hunting Ahriman alone are not enough to throw the Calixis Sector into chaos; more forces are needed to intervene.
Kairos patiently searched for his tools in the vicinity of the Calixis Sector.
Not long after, he found a Hive Fleet roaming the outskirts of the Calixis Sector, as well as Orks active in the Koronus Expanse.
These Xenos races, plus the rebels, would give that Corpse Emperor's servant a real headache, no matter how skillful he was.
Kairos rubbed one of his heads with his claws.
Thinking about how to weave one's destiny.
Only then can these selected targets,
Head to the Calixis Sector and a multi-racial war breaks out.
A group of players arrived in Scintilla aboard a cargo ship carrying reconstruction supplies.
New player Big Blue was also among this group of players.
The Emperor's Cattle Warband has purchased a battleship, which requires players with naval experience to operate.
Chapter can recruit NPCs, but they need to pay wages; the higher the rank, the higher the wage.
Furthermore, if an NPC has an accident, the Chapter will also be investigated.
Because NPCs are unique and will not respawn,
If you intentionally send NPCs to their deaths, you will likely be punished.
Recruiting players is different.
First: Costs can be transferred; the player has to bear the expenses for upgrading military rank.
Second: We can also save on wages.
We're all players,
The task is complete, and any profits will be split among us.
If we can't make money, we can all just open our mouths, face northwest, and drink the northwest wind.
Third point: Players can die.
I'm willing to take on any task, no matter how dangerous.
I wouldn't feel bad if I died; I could just do it all over again.
Don't worry about being censored.
The cargo spacecraft landed in the port's loading and unloading area.
Big Blue players, along with many NPCs, disembarked and set foot on the Void Harbor of Scintilla.
Scintilla's Void port is larger than Automata's Lycade Station.
The ships came and went, creating a spectacular scene.
The port was bustling and noisy.
Trains carrying goods
Workers operating engineering mechs,
Merchants selling goods, and drones and Servo-skull circling back and forth.
There were also Imperium soldiers patrolling in formation, wearing Exoskeleton Armor.
"Is this a 100% realistic virtual game? Only aliens could make a game like this, right?"
A thought began to stir within the Big Blue.
"Anyone here with the Emperor's Cattle Warband or Dora Workshop? This way, this way."
The Warmaster and the Turtle, dressed in Loyalty Cloak, were waiting at the exit, shouting to the crowd.
Big Blue and the other players walked over and, after confirming their identities,
They were taken to the Exemplar Fist was also undergoing repairs in the port.
Holy crap!
The Big Blue stared wide-eyed at the magnificent battleship.
This thing is freaking huge!
The cruisers he commands in the real world have been dubbed "mobile docks" by netizens.
But now, what lies before him is a giant, mobile city.
It stretches for over ten kilometers and is several kilometers high.
Humans standing next to it appear as small as insects.
The massive cannon muzzle was larger than the cruiser he commanded.
"In the future, I will definitely build a ship a hundred times bigger than this."
MC Mythology, standing to the side, clenched his fist as he looked at the magnificent ship, his tone resolute.
He wasn't from the Emperor's Cattle Warband, but rather sent by Dora Workshop.
Warmaster and the others planned to modify the interior space of the Exemplary Holy Fist.
Many of the random decorations and rituals are meaningless to players.
Instead of dismantling it, they decided to install more cannons, so they contacted Dora Workshop.
After all, there are some things that even Tech-Priests won't fix if you take them to Adeptus Mechanicus mechanic's shop.
After learning about their needs, Dora sent MC Mythology to conduct an on-site inspection and see how to come up with a modification plan.
Big Blue listened, completely bewildered.
A hundred times larger than a battleship, what kind of behemoth must that be?!
A moving continent?
Just thinking about it is crazy.
"Let's go, let's go inside."
The Warmaster invited new players to enter the Exemplary Fist battleship.
Players of MC Mythology and other Dora Workshop will be received by others.
Big Blue and the others were taken to the bridge by the Warmaster to learn how to operate the battleship.
The bridge is divided into six levels, with a height difference of more than ten meters between the bottom hall and the top command platform.
Various mechanical control consoles were ticking away, their screens were glowing, and holographic projections were floating around.
"Wow, that's amazing! It looks just like the real thing," one newbie exclaimed.
The Big Blue wholeheartedly agreed with this statement.
It really looks just like the real thing, it's absolutely breathtaking.
The Big Blue doesn't know much about Warhammer.
Pre-registering for this game is simply a matter of completing the tasks mentioned above.
No one could have predicted that he would be chosen.
I was thinking about whether I could apply to withdraw, but my boss insisted that I enter the game.
He only entered the game because he couldn't refuse.
I thought it was a meaningless task that would only waste time.
Who would have thought that this game would actually be as real as the legends say?
Looking at the control panel in charge, Big Blue even doubted whether this warship was real.
If it were a one-to-one replica, it might actually be able to operate in the Realspace.
"Alright, brothers, you all have naval experience in the real world, so it will be easier for you to get started with the Void warship than others."
"Now, you will learn from the instructor next to me how to operate this battleship."
"Once you have mastered the driving skills, we will help you obtain the corresponding military rank, but you will have to bear all the costs yourself."
"..."
After giving a detailed introduction, Warmaster left, leaving the newly recruited instructors to teach the group of newcomers.
The first lesson these newbies are about to learn
It means becoming familiar with the names of the various control consoles on the bridge and the tactical commands.
Scintilla Hive World
The war ended, and the survivors were placed in temporary shelters while awaiting the reconstruction of the Hive City.
Qin Yun specifically sought out several players who were skilled in design to assist him in planning and rebuilding.
The Imperium's original design style leaned towards the rigid, heavy, and religious.
It usually uses a darker gothic style.
The overall atmosphere is solemn and dignified, but people living in it feel a sense of oppression.
In addition, many buildings are based on template designs.
This results in the styles of each world being quite similar.
It looks lifeless and lacks vitality.
Qin Yun plans to change his approach, breaking free from previous constraints in every aspect to liberate people's minds and souls.
The construction of the Hive City is one of them.
This approach and style are something that local designers cannot provide.
Their minds have been confined for too long; they can only make minor modifications to the existing structure, unable to completely break it down and rebuild it.
The players, however, were unrestrained and their thoughts ran wild.
Let them do the design, and they won't be bound by old ideas.
Qin Yun made some simple requests to the players involved in the design.
For example, it should be full of science fiction elements and reflect the Indomitus and beauty of life.
Ideally, it should also take into account industrial production and daily life.
The players were very helpful and quickly produced the relevant design blueprints.
Once the plan was finalized, reconstruction work began quickly.
Rows of cargo ships descended from the sky, bringing workers and machinery.
Flocks of bards flew over the bare earth, singing hymns.
The Ecclesiarchy Priests, riding atop a floating altar, cried out, bestowing a Purification blessing upon the land.
The massive crusher rumbled and pounded through the ruins, demolishing the dilapidated buildings completely.
The giant machines behind swallowed all the shattered debris, and with a rumbling sound, they restored it to cement and steel.
The reconstruction proceeded rapidly, with magnificent buildings springing up one after another.
Equally magnificent and grand, yet it swept away the dullness and oppression of the past.
The different areas are also interspersed with greenery, and the parks serve as embellishments, showcasing distinct styles.
Qin Yun tried his best to make the Imperium, this cesspool, less terrible.
The Imperium was gradually changed through subtle details.
Ten-Timer also participated in the reconstruction.
His mission was to lead the team to suppress gang activities, crack down on organized crime, and take strong action against heretics.
After yet another operation,
The gang that controlled several city blocks was wiped out, and more than fifty gang members were killed.
"You will be cursed by the gods."
The gang leader glared at Ten-Timer through gritted teeth and uttered vicious curses.
His family, gang, and territory vanished overnight.
All of this is thanks to the man in front of her.
"He still dares to insult me? Let's teach him a lesson."
With a wave of his hand, Ten-Timer sent several soldiers rushing forward to punch and kick the gang leader.
They kept hitting the opponent until he begged for mercy before stopping.
"I still prefer your rebellious side."
Ten-Timer patted the idiot's face before having him dragged away.
"Another task completed. Let's see what the next task is?"
Ten-Timer opened the database to see what the next task was.
Suddenly, a voice rang in his ear.
"With such extraordinary talent, how can you waste it here?"
Ten-Timer was startled. After looking around, he spotted a man dressed as a businessman.
The other person was smiling at me, which was inexplicably creepy.
"Who are you?" Ten-Timer stared intently at the other person, asking in the same way he thought to himself.
"Azak Ahriman, your blood brother."
The voice rang out again, making Ten-Timer's eyes widen!
What??
The second most brilliant strategist in the Thousand Sons Legion?
P. S.: Sorry, I'm still short of words for Chapter 3. I don't plan to change the time, so I'll post one more chapter tomorrow.
Starting today, no matter how much I write, I will update at 5 PM.
Please keep an eye on this. If you exceed the limit even once, I'll give you an extra chapter. Otherwise, you'll always be procrastinating.