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Recruiting journalists The horror newspaper is now recruiting a reporter with certain self-protection abilities (werewolves who can accept garlic, zombies who can bask in the sun, monks who major in running skills, and those who master photography skills will be given priority) Weekly weekends, five insurances and four funds The work is simple, teaching and skills are included Job content: The specific content is to interview relevant management personnel of organizations such as heaven, underworld, the Holy See, the Robot Association, the Gene Manufacturing Association, and the Association Against Gene Manufacturing. And presided over the continuous reporting of some major events that occurred (the Zeus Wife scandal, the affair between the president of the Gene Manufacturing Association and the daughter of the president of the Anti-Gene Manufacturing Association). Professional character requirements: perseverance, seriousness in work, determination to get to the bottom of things, preferably not asking for a salary increase. Interview address: Contact by phone Salary: Negotiable PS Don't come to the interview with mummies who don't take a shower, don't come with the interview with drunkards, and firmly oppose the interview with the Holy See of Light. There is an interview fee of RMB 100 for the PPS interview. ... Be relaxed and don't be depressed

"Ninety million years ago, our world was the center of countless worlds. They surrounded us like stars, providing resources for our external expansion. Until our expansion met two opponents of similar strength, they united together and launched a war against the wizarding world at the same time. We lost, and fled like a dog with its tail between its legs, escaping from that group of worlds with the severely damaged world... "But what does this have to do with me, Sun? I just want to live well. " "Also, who would tell everyone about their failure experience all day long? Isn't that a bad idea? How embarrassing. "Ryan sat at the head of the round table and complained to the great wizard Yang Rui who was promoting his failed experience in front of him. "Puff, puff" (that's it, that's it)

(The new book Warhammer Lord of Shadows is online. It is also Warhammer. It has no system and is purely a Dark Warhammer text. Click on the avatar to jump.) The constant vibrations of the spacecraft spilled ink on the table, but Chen Guo seemed not to notice and continued to write the end of his autobiography. "Today, the last imperial fleet ahead has been destroyed, and the rats crouching in the shadows are still croaking. I am only one step away from the final goal. Now the high lord and the clown Abaddon can no longer interfere with me. The sacred Terra is right in front of me, but We all know that in the end, only one person's fleet can cover the pool and sit on the golden throne. Obviously, that person will be me, and I think the "person" sitting on the golden throne has been looking forward to this face-to-face confrontation for a long time."

"Dear Master, when you read this paragraph, I may be dead. As your loyal slave and as your adoptive mother, I am sorry that I can no longer accompany you on your journey, but I am also very happy that I no longer have to be a stumbling block for you. Your wisdom is enough to light up the sea of ​​stars, and your sharp eyes have already penetrated the world. Time is long, and my shallow knowledge does not dare to be revealed under your brilliance. All I can do is to fall at your feet and dedicate everything to you..." With his palm forward, the words in the void slowly dissipated, and Conrad Cohen touched an empty space. He only touched the black golden crown of his adoptive mother that was burned by the flames. "Ha!" He smiled, but his eyes were filled with sadness, "I will kill all the Sisters of Silence and use their skins to sew the leather cushions for the throne. I will chop off the heads of every inquisitor and put candles in their mouths to illuminate the palace. I will burn those dirty imperial officials into bricks... You will sit on the throne that I built with my own hands. Take a rest, my mother!"

I'm Brooke. I'm a blue-skinned jungle ogre. I used to have two heads, but somehow I ended up with only one. I have a short, fair-skinned wife who is very unattractive. I can make all kinds of big monsters, and they all look great. Um... Paladin tastes so good dipped in ketchup