Plundering the Myriad Heavens Starting from Warhammer

Good news, transmigrated, it's Terra.

  Bad news, it's Holy Terra.

  Transmigrating to Warhammer 40K, Alvin despaired, crying like a wimp whose toe had been stepped on.

  Wait... Alvin gazed at the unfamiliar world, a face full of bewilderment: "Damn it, where the hell did you send me? Is this still the 40K universe?"

  Alvin excitedly discovered that he could actually travel back and forth between Warhammer and the myriad worlds!

  Thus, he planned to deliver to the myriad worlds billions of points of tiny "Warhammer" shock!

  Trisolaran: "I don't know, our waterdrop just reached Earth, then hundreds of two-meter-tall burly men shouting 'For the Emperor!' jumped in, blades flashing as they chopped down everyone in sight!"

  Xenomorph: "I was wrong. From the start, I never should have provoked that horde of monsters roaring 'Waaaagh!'!"

  Umbrella: "What Tyrant? I want Thunder Warriors!"

  Alvin: "Trading with you is giving you face. Since you're not giving me face, don't blame me for turning hostile."

  Come on, macro cannons, load up! Heretics here, Exterminatus!!