Qin Feng transmigrates into Warhammer and, from the start, is reduced to cannon fodder in the Astra Militarum. The Planetary Governor abandons tens of billions of civilians to die. A hellish start?
The Ancestral Dragon Roleplay System awakens!
“The four Warp peddlers think they’re gods? What a joke!”
“That old skeleton sitting on the Golden Throne on Terra, you look exhausted on that lousy chair. Get down here and let me take over!”
That night, Qin Feng drew the Tai'a Sword and cleaved an entire Tyranid swarm in two!
That night, twelve bronze giants the size of Titans descended upon the sea of stars and tore Greater Daemons apart with their bare hands!
That night, billions of undying Terracotta Warriors transformed into elite Qin troops, whose psychic Qin crossbows blew the Imperial Fleet to pieces!
When the Imperium’s Ordo Hereticus came to hunt him down, Qin Feng presented the Imperial Jade Seal.
The pure, overwhelming authority of a Chinese emperor ruling in the name of humanity immediately triggered bloodline suppression!
The proud Space Marines dropped to their knees with a crash. “Long live the Emperor!”
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A Khorne Daemon: “He’s too brutal! He used the Qin dynasty’s collective punishment system to force us to build a stellar Great Wall in a Warp Rift! If we slack off even a little, our souls are wiped out!”
A Slaaneshi Daemon: “Don’t even get me started! His imperial will is completely immune to seduction. He makes us wear court robes and perform Qin dynasty dances, and if we get one step wrong, he has us torn apart by mechs!”
Guilliman: “Father, times have changed! His Majesty the Ancestral Dragon is humanity’s true savior! Get off the throne and surrender already. Don’t make me do the righteous thing and kill my own father. I still want to keep my post as Grand Chancellor of Qin!”
Qin Feng sits on his dragon throne. “All beneath heaven belongs to the Emperor! Across this sea of stars, only the black banner of Qin is the one true path!”
The plot is so awkward...
Too much nonsense