An evolutionary game starting from Suolongjing

[Ring of the Blood God (War and Honor)

Type: Rule artifact/semi-finished product/accessory

Scope of use: Zhang Ke (bound to the current player)

Effect:

1. Blood sacrifice to the blood god:

Restriction: Requires related gladiatorial battles/wars with individuals/group units with basic emotion: courage

Every time the holder completes a battle (killing enemy units based on more than 80% of the total number of groups put on the battlefield), the holder of this item can obtain relevant strength and courage bonuses through a single draw without autonomous action. , there is a small probability of obtaining skill enhancement (additional experience bar bonus for relevant skill proficiency will be provided depending on the level of glory). This enhancement ratio is a constant effect and can be continuously accumulated.

2. Skull-presenting skull base:

Restriction: A standard post-war sacrifice is required

Every 10,000 brave souls can provide the holder with 1 layer of blood rage bonus, and every ten layers of blood rage provide powerful (1% temporary bonus to basic strength) army-breaking (high psychic shock damage) source (life percentage recovery) Bonus) fighting spirit (crossed out)

3. unfinished

Based on the related blessings from the artifact's source, the negative effects of this artifact have been waived.

Note: This effect is only available to the bound holder. To use it, non-holder units need to sacrifice 100,000 units of life to the Blood God every day, and the related bonus effect is reduced to the original 1%. When the stealer becomes fearful, Retreating and displaying dishonorable emotions will attract the blood god's most severe punishment! 】

After using the excuse that the sun consumed too much and that he needed a quiet recovery, Zhang Ke got a closed space to be alone on Guilliman's ship.

But Zhang Ke, who still didn't feel safe about this, left the starship room without prying eyes from the outside world and appeared in the subspace filled with all kinds of negative energy.

Beyond the distance that starships cannot observe.

When the three golden crows turned into scorching sun and enveloped themselves, Zhang Ke also took out the ring that the Blood God forced into his hand.

The expected reply-flavored chocolate did not appear. In the Warhammer world view, the evil god who symbolizes all violence actually gave Zhang Ke a practical and useful pendant-like prop.

This thing is as outrageous as Tzeentch, who symbolizes lies and deception, actually told a lot of truth for the first time.

Zhang Ke looked at the prop effects that were displayed on his retina in the form of physical data text after being transformed by the game.

His mind was filled with confusion.

No, brother, are you serious?

Recalling the long speech that the transformed Khorne told him under the observation of his spiritual mind, Zhang Ke couldn't help but shudder.

It’s hard to imagine what the lame red fat man will look like after he’s naturalized in heaven, but before that, if he was so straightforward about being a mole, wouldn’t he be afraid that the other three would slap him on the spot?

I don’t understand, but Zhang Ke was shocked!

While thinking in his mind, Zhang Ke also threw the ring into the toolbar and sealed it.

Although the danger of the Blood God's gift has been eliminated after being confirmed by the game, considering that he still has to go to Terra to meet the Emperor, and even remove the big golden-skinned guy from his ten thousand-year-old Pull up on the moving golden toilet, these creations related to chaos can still be hidden.

Let’s not talk about what the Blood God thinks, but at least the Emperor is the lord of mankind who deserves recognition, and his relationship with Kyushu is closer now. There is no need to ruin the originally harmonious atmosphere because of an evil god who doesn’t know the truth.

Later, when the guards who stayed on the starship to guard the door came calling, Zhang Ke also casually collected the three red suns surrounding him in his hands, and crossed the long distance in a flash, guarding the starship. The shield wavered slightly and returned to his own room.

And his coming and going did not attract anyone's attention.

After all, during the voyage in the subspace, facing the covetousness of Chaos, these Space Marines had encountered the most outrageous situations, and the slight shaking of the force field was only classified and sealed in the voyage log by the personnel responsible for monitoring.

At the same time, when Zhang Ke, led by several ultramarines, went to the command room of the starship.

The sailing fleet also reached the node where space and reality intersected. After a flash of purple light, the leading battleship opened the channel to reality and gradually passed through the shining space mirror.

‘This is the Earth of the Warhammer world? ’

When the starship came from the subspace to the material universe, through the porthole protected by the ship's stance, the first thing Zhang Ke saw was not the blue planet, but countless battleships and large structures suspended in the orbit of the planet. .

Surrounded by starships that are as big as mountains, the entire starry sky is as blocked as a parking lot.

But through the huge star warships, a moon-sized disc-shaped Star Wars fortress can be seen quietly floating in the rear of the fleet, with a blue round shadow looming behind it.

That's the Phalanx!

The original command flagship of the Legion Imperial Fists was also the home of the warriors of the Wolf Regiment. Under Guilliman's introduction, Zhang Ke had a general understanding of the legendary history of this giant structure, but Guilliman himself also remained stagnant. After sleeping for thousands of years, he was as ignorant of the Phalanx's follow-up as he was of the current Terra, so the topic only revolved around its glorious past.

During this period, Space Marines from Terra and members of the Inquisition were stationed on every ship in the fleet.

Thanks to the great rebellion of the primarch that took place ten thousand years ago, the arrival of a large number of fleets triggered people's unpleasant memories.

Now even if the Empire's "Regent" Guilliman returns again, he will not be able to avoid strict inspections and interrogations in every corner to ensure that this fleet still maintains its absolute loyalty to the Empire.

Fortunately for others, the data of the entire Ultramarines Legion is stored in the empire's database, and even the original body has some vague and unknown information.

However, the review process was still bumpy, and the most time-consuming part occurred with Zhang Ke and his more than 700 personal guards.

The members of the Inquisition could not understand how the human race could grow to three meters tall and have a body stronger than that of the Astartes warriors without any surgical modification, especially when they only wore a suit of armor. Thin armor that cannot seal the body, which was abandoned in the 2K era, can survive in the harsh space environment.

Even with the protection of warships, the warship life support system in Warhammer World is not so friendly to mortals.

Are you sure this isn't a Chaos Demon in human skin?

But this can be barely understood. After all, some of the conservative Imperial Guards on Terra can still have a stronger physique than the Space Marines without undergoing complicated transformations, and even some of their conservative armors can Very retro.

At least the guards could still follow the template of the Forbidden Army, but Zhang Ke's presence was really confusing.

With a body that is even "smaller" than the poor people of Terra, and wearing a suit of unprotected aristocratic silk clothing, he was not corrupted by Chaos during the voyage in the subspace. If the Emperor had not appeared, there would really be no suitable one. Reasons to explain everything that appears before them.

As expected, under the leadership of the gray cans from the Tribunal, a Martian sage who had completely transformed into a mechanical life walked around Zhang Ke, with a large amount of data flowing in his electronic eyes:

"+The size specifications are in line with the Imperial skull standards, but I'm really curious about how such a weak body can survive in an off-planet environment+"

"+I'm sorry to ask, can I do a more detailed examination of your body?+"

"I personally don't mind, but before that you might have to ask the Emperor to see if he agrees!"

Zhang Ke said this. While the Martian sage looked at him, Zhang Ke's bloody eyes also looked at this mechanical life that had abandoned its human identity.

"+Emperor"

"+Okay, I'll try to submit my opinion for approval!+"

The sage hesitated for a moment, and then said with some uncertainty.

Who in the empire doesn't know that since the rebellion, the emperor, who is like the sun, has been eternally sealed on the golden throne. During these ten thousand years, except for a few loyalists, they can occasionally get some cloud-covered Apart from prompts and signals, so far, no one has received a positive reply from the emperor.

Although there are rumors recently that the emperor sleeping on the throne has signs of awakening, but the rumors are just rumors.

Before the advent of the Dark Ages, it was not easy for the Martian sages to see this man, let alone the Imperial Palace of Terra, which was now heavily guarded by the Imperial Army and the Inquisition.

If you refuse, just refuse. There is no need to beat around the bush like this. He is not a paranoid sage.

But... I'm still really curious!

Although the multi-party inspection team was still puzzled by Zhang Ke's existence, the loyalty review did not detect inhuman accidental factors. With the guarantee of the original body, the former also successfully obtained the permission to go to Terra to meet the Emperor. Qualifications.

In this way, after changing the aircraft, Zhang Ke, Guilliman, and a small escort team composed of Gray Knights and Sisters of Silence passed through the packages of numerous starships and headed towards Terra.

On the way, Guilliman looked curiously at Zhang Ke, who was short in stature and walked in sync, but could always keep up with their speed:

"You, if this technique can be used in battle, the winning rate of a war will increase by at least 3%!"

"Children, don't ask around!"

"You're the one. Forget it, I guess it's something like spiritual power and witchcraft. I won't learn it if you give it to me."

When the group passed through numerous checks and finally entered the Terra Palace, two days had passed since the starship docked at the Terra Space Port.

Regardless of the current anxious environment of the galaxy, just from the perspective of sightseeing, Terra's architectural style that emphasizes both technology and classics is quite good.

Of course, the premise is that he does not emit divine thoughts to cover the entire Holy Terra.

At the level other than the core of the empire, in those hives, there are the extravagant rulers, the harsh middle class, the poor at the bottom who rely on corpse starch to survive in an environment worse than the sewers, and even in every corner of Terra , he smelled the same smell as the Martian sage.

He had been exposed to this smell in subspace before.

The human empire is in tatters, and it’s all up to Tzeentch to mend it!

Although he discovered something, Zhang Ke had no intention of reminding him.

It's not easy for him to be allowed into the palace, so he won't cause trouble for himself.

It is better to wait until its true master wakes up to deal with the internal problems of the empire!

Silence is a constant theme in the palace.

As we get closer to the palace where the throne is located, the number of inspections and the team of guards around it are gradually increasing. Melta guns are in a state of being activated at any time, and chain saw weapons are firmly held by their owners. .

In a burst of intensive gear grinding sounds, the huge portal like a city gate slowly opened, and what you saw seemed to be a bank vault. The floor tiles, walls, and pillars of the palace were all reflecting the light of gold.

When the eyes adjusted to the dazzling golden color, the golden throne located at the innermost end of the palace and shrouded in a stagnant stance also came into view.

A huge corpse that was so thin that only skin and bones were left was leaning on the throne. Dense tubes were spread all over his head and spine. From time to time, a bit of golden light could be seen from these tubes. Countless bones and skeletons were piled up into a mountain at his feet. Almost completely wrapping the giant's legs.

The most shocking thing is that on the corpse's skinny chest, there is a hideous scar that almost cuts open the entire chest and abdomen. Through the dark and huge gap, some shrunken internal organs and damaged spine can be vaguely seen. .

And when people's eyes focused on the tragic state of the corpse and felt shocked or saddened by it, the head of the corpse looking straight ahead also quietly twisted and cast an empty gaze towards the door.

Zhang Ke, who was the first to notice this scene, raised his eyebrows and bowed: "On behalf of Heaven, I would like to say hello to you!"

According to normal etiquette, he has to at least introduce his identity and status to show his respect, but he has too many names related to him, so he should be concise to avoid annoying people. Anyway, the emperor will not care about it. .

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Ke walked towards the throne under the gaze of countless people.

During this period, Guilliman wanted to reach out to stop him, but the Terminator armor that used to be driven by an arm seemed to be rusty. Even if his teeth were broken, he could not lift his right arm at all. There were also the Imperial Guards who had the same action. With the warriors of the Inquisition.

Different from Guilliman's gentle strategy and blasphemous behavior toward Zhang Ke, the first thought that came to their minds was to deal with this heretic who dared to offend the Emperor!

But the idea in your heart is one thing, and whether you can put it into action is another.

When they were driven by anger and wanted to make aggressive moves, they were horrified to find that their hands were as heavy as mountains, and the power armor on their bodies was like rusty scrap iron, making an overwhelming sound of breaking with slight trembling. , even for psykers, the invincible spells lost their effect at this moment.

Invisible chains imprisoned their limbs and blocked their will.

In the end, thousands of warriors and psykers from various legions inside and outside the palace could only watch the blasphemous dwarf walk into the throne and enter the stasis position as if passing through a water curtain.

Even a force field capable of stopping time cannot slow down this heretic.

In the midst of the splitting anger of thousands of people, the thin figure suddenly stood up from the ground, and its flesh and blood body expanded rapidly as if it had been blown out of air.

In just a blink of an eye, he was level with the throne, and at this moment, the sinful palm reached into the scar on the emperor's chest and grabbed something in the ruined body.

"Caught!"

After groping based only on feeling, Zhang Ke found the remaining chaotic divine power in the dried heart, stomach sac, pancreas and bladder. Each cunning or violent force tried to unite to give Zhang Ke, the foreign intruder, a little help. Look at the color, but their power was consumed too much when killing this body, and the long-term tug-of-war that followed was constantly consuming what little they had left.

Even during this period, their source had replenished them more than once.

But even if the Emperor has been dead for thousands of years, it is still difficult for the tentacles of the Warp to penetrate too much into Holy Terra.

It was replenished, but the replenishment was very limited.

Under the resistance of the divine power of Chaos, countless charming, lazy words of comfort and threats rang in Zhang Ke's ears, but he just used his spare left hand to grab his hair and lift it up an inch, and the thin sounds were heard again. Difficulty was nagging in his ears.

Golden copper branches grew out of nothingness, stretched along the palm of his hand, and quickly turned into a cage to imprison the escaped divine power.

When Zhang Ke's arm was taken out from the ruptured stomach wound, he clearly remembered the sound of relief in his ears, but immediately after, a round sphere the size of a fist was stuffed into the ruptured stomach pouch again. The calm face of the corpse suddenly became distorted.

There was also a nine-turn golden elixir that was delivered to Zhang Ke along with the gold foil. It was different from the ones Zhang Ke had eaten. Although it was also a high-end product refined by Lao Jun himself, it eliminated the original properties of the golden elixir. The ability to ascend to immortality, the effects are all biased towards resurrecting the dead and reshaping flesh and blood.

Although the special version does not have the unique infusion of civilization, during the process of reshaping, the gadgets that were transformed by technology on the Emperor were difficult to preserve.

"It may hurt a little, but it's your first time, just bear with it and it'll be fine!"

The emperor's resurrection will take some time, but the four gods in the subspace may not be willing to see him healed. Even if Zhang Ke has not diffused his spiritual thoughts, he can still feel the suddenly strong aura of the subspace around him. So while relaxing Cangyu's restraint on the crowd behind him, he turned into a rainbow light and shot straight towards the entrance to the Webway behind the throne.

"Heretic, what on earth have you done!"

The angry roar of the Gray Knight echoed in the palace, but what greeted him was a withered and shrunken arm.

When the dead corpses are gradually coming back to life in a way of rewinding time, and the flesh and blood on their bodies are spitting out metal parts from their bodies one by one as if they are alive, people's emotions are also quietly changing.

anger?

fear?

happy?

People with different identities had different emotions, but all their thoughts were forcibly suppressed under the threat of the melta guns pointed at each other, silently watching this magical and blasphemous scene.

"boom!"

At this moment, a pillar of fire shot out from behind the throne, and the backrest of the golden throne was instantly burned into flowing golden water. The emperor, who had just recovered a little vitality, was even burned by the fire and lost his long hair. Hair, naughty flames danced on the smooth scalp, and the new eyes were full of helplessness.

Looking at the burned emperor, the angry warriors roared "heresy" again