It Is Impossible for My Warhammer to Be Without a Salary King

Speaking of why you are comparing combat power, I see that you have been struggling with the size of the first fire and the subspace. The first fire can burn but not compress the space. The problem is that you don't need to use the original first fire to burn. Although I haven't read either of them, I know one thing. You don't actually need to use the original first fire to fight the subspace. As long as the First Fire has a setting that can burn and suppress space, can the First Fire in the original novel be the same as the First Fire that fell into the hands of the Emperor? I think the possibility of the Emperor adding the First Fire to burn the subspace as you mentioned, burning half of his pressure space is not a big problem! ! ! To put it to the extreme, Naruto is low enough compared to Subspace, right? The Divine Tree and the Emperor, I dare say he can suck the vitality of the subspace into great harm.

Khorne: Blood Sacrifice to the Blood God! Dorne: Rogal Dorne. Khorne: Blood God! Dorne: Rogal Dorne. Khorne: What's the blood? Dorne: Rogal Dorne. Khorne: What what? Dorne: Rogal Dorne. Khorne: Rogal Dorn. Dorne: Rogal Dorne. Dorne: Rogal Dorne. Dorne: Rogal Dorne.

By the way, the second seed produced from the seeds of the ash will not be used to cultivate new Word Bearers Astartes, and then there is the Chapter of Praise for the Sun. The battle cry of this chapter is: Praise for the Sun. Among them, the Chapter Guards Silver Knight Thunder Spear starts, and the think tank is extremely good at fire psychic spells.

Didn't I say... A native god in a small world still wants to be a hawker in the highest heaven? He was still mad and laughing to death. Long Aotian, who was holding the emperor in his mouth, fell down. Not to mention a bunch of indigenous gods, the essence of the world was trembling. Both material and immaterial things trembled at the impact. In every atom of the physical universe, the electrons swirling around the proton core quiver, briefly stopping to follow their quantum obligations. The power of the King of Darkness was dispelled, and it surged back to the highest sky from where it came, taking with it the broken prophecies and floating predictions it had originally brought. The lifeless wept together, their whispers turning into soliloquy, twisted back into broken lies; their future, once so certain, suddenly became unreal. The curse of the Lord of Darkness leaves the material universe and returns to the coffin of myth that is waiting to be erupted.

The angel held the dyed red blade in his right hand, and was about to grab Horus with his left hand. However, Horus held down his left hand and rushed in. He kicked him in the lower abdomen and fell to the bridge. Horus took another step forward, stepped on his chest, lifted up the world-breaker the size of a vinegar bowl, looked at the angel and said: "The Sa family first joined the Four Gods, and became a war commander, it is not in vain to be called an 'angel'! You are an alien on Baal, a bird-like person, also known as 'Angel'! How did you forcefully kill my many heirs?" Hit the nose with just one blow, causing blood to flow out. The nose was crooked on one side, but it was like opening a Mortarion bathhouse, and all the salty, sour, and spicy things came out. The angel couldn't get up, and threw the dyed red sword aside. He only shouted: "Well done!" Horus cursed: "You're a bastard! How dare you answer!" He picked up the warhammer and punched his eye sockets with just one tip of his eyebrow. The SMs watching on both sides are afraid of Horus, who dares to come forward to help in the battle. Angels can't handle it, but they don't ask for mercy. Horus shouted: "Hey! You are a Balpo settler! If you had surrendered to the true god together with me, the Sajia would have spared you! Now that you are tough on me, the Sajia will not spare you!" Another hammer blow, the sun was shining, but it seemed to have formed a noisy warrior warband, with chimes, cymbals, and cymbals ringing in unison. When Horus looked at it, he saw the angel standing on the ground, with only the air coming out of his mouth and no air coming in, unable to move. He said hypocritically: "You cheated yourself to death, I'll beat you again!" The skin gradually changed. Horus thought: "I only hope to beat this guy hard, but I don't want the three hammers to actually kill him. The Sa family has to suffer from Khorne, so it is better to let go as soon as possible." He walked away, turned back and pointed at the angel corpse and said: "You are cheating to die, Sa family and you will take it easy!" He scolded and strode towards the emperor.

Ashes are the undead that have been consumed by the First Fire. The undead are humans with a ring of darkness appearing on their bodies. Humans are dwarves in the eyes of gods like Gwen. In the opening cg, we learned that the First Fire brought light and darkness, and darkness was called a curse. The curse was the Ring of Darkness. When the First Fire was born, the dwarves obtained the Soul of Darkness. From then on, the Ring of Darkness existed in human blood. When the First Fire died down, darkness returned. The Ring of Darkness buried deep in the bloodline emerged, and the undead appeared. The undead will lose their humanity, soul, and memory from the ring of darkness in their chests due to constant death, and finally become wandering souls that only know how to thirst for souls and carry out meaningless attacks. Based on some performances in the game, I personally speculate that humans who become undead will automatically absorb souls when killing other creatures, just like breathing. To sum up, it is not so much a blazing sun as it is an abyss that swallows everything. Let's go back to the gene seeds. It's better to be special and put a ring of darkness on mankind again. Turn them into Seal Knights. The protagonist turns out to be slag instead of the undead! This is even more stretched! When talking about the comparison of gods in the two worlds, I think the Four Hawkers of Warhammer completely crush the protoss of Dark Souls. The Four Hawkers are completely conceptual gods. They show their bad side in the cesspool of Warhammer. Even if you really create a beautiful world, the Four Hawkers still exist, with art, honor, wisdom, and life. The protoss of the Black Soul are people with great power and have a long lifespan, but they are particularly dependent on the First Fire. The God of Black Soul is less than the superior, but more than the inferior.

The First Fire and King Soul are used as the central energy source, the Moon God becomes the blood flowing in the veins, the big rune is used as the skill tree, and the abyss is used as the shell. I can't even imagine how powerful such an undead man is 😰

There is no sacrifice too big to be accepted, and no betrayal too small to be tolerated, but the sacrifice of every innocent person can only prove our incompetence. If we had not seen the glory of the Emperor, we could have endured the darkness. In the name of the Lord of Mankind, we fell on the eve of ascension in the past, but today, five thousand years later, we will let people Humanity is great again, burns the galaxy, and kills all the aliens. We will return from the old night, and we will punish those traitors. For the Great Crusade, for unity, for Holy Terra, and for the eternal glory of mankind, the entire fleet obeys the order, closes the void shield, unfolds Geller's stance, enters the subspace, and targets the Eye of Terror!

Lani has four arms, Slaanesh also has four arms Lani plotted a murder against the people who gave birth to her, and Slaanesh plotted a murder against the people who gave birth to her. Lani likes figurines, and Slaanesh also likes figurines. Lani is a tsundere, and Slaanesh is also a tsundere. Lani always has her own laws of the stars, and Slaanesh always has her own laws of Slaanesh. Therefore, Lani is Slaanesh.

Before the rebellion, the Four Gods: "Dear Erebus, you lack professionalism and are just working in the wild. The empire is a sweatshop. Only here can you learn well." Rebellion, the Four Gods: "Erebus, our next task is very heavy, and we will have a new workload. I don't care how difficult it is for you, what you must complete (without increasing your salary) will be your status in the subspace from now on." After the rebellion, the Four Gods: "Trash, you are far from our satisfaction. You were not like this during the interview, and your qualifications for demon promotion will be cancelled. Go back to the grassroots level of believers and practice again."

The Emperor is the Fireproof Girl The Emperor can accommodate all kinds of souls, and the Fireproof Girl can also accommodate all kinds of souls The Emperor is immortal, and the Fireproof Girl is also immortal The Emperor was born before the birth of mankind, and the Fireproof Girl was also born before the birth of mankind The emperor endured pain to guard the flames of civilization, and the fireproof girl also endured pain to guard the flames of civilization The emperor could see the dark future, and the fireproof girl could also see the dark future The star torch would eventually go out, and the flame would eventually go out So, the emperor is the fireproof girl, and the fireproof girl is the emperor.

Is it a bit too big a step to directly enter 40k in the soul worldview? Shouldn't we go to Medieval Warhammer to burn Sigma first?

The author is great, since you have the soul, then the soul should be more thorough, and you can do everything from 1, 2, and 3.

Damn, when I look at this thing, I always feel like the old guy from the Golden Throne is here to coax the undead who can finally rest in peace after their job is over.

It is true that this is a cruel universe full of war and darkness, which will bring out the best and the darkest parts of human nature at the same time. But when we wantonly place the butcher's knife on our fellow citizens, we are one step closer to the dagger at the throat. "

Chuhuo's ability to burn human emotions is beyond the subspace. Warp space fire, please!

Loyalty does not require any reward, because loyalty itself is the best reward.

If we could see thousands of years into the future I hope humans would understand rational and macroscopic thinking Get rid of selfish and ignorant prejudices If we could see thousands of years into the future Human beings could be like the golden years of the past Standing proudly on the sea of ​​stars, lighting up this desperate starry sky with the torch of truth Perhaps our time and life in the past have long been insignificant in the long history But I hope that our individual courageous exploration and sacrifice will one day become the most solid cornerstone of the human empire I hope that one day we will use morality and humanity as the beacon to light the direction walk out of the white galaxy step into the endless sea of stars exhaust all the mysteries find the ultimate answer to the universe Hope is not dead, and may His Majesty the God-Emperor bless all living beings. If hope is dead, may we forge ahead and live up to everyone's expectations The Emperor is still hoping. ​ The crumbling human empire you call has been standing in the darkness for tens of thousands of years, and everything that supports it is every mortal who has dedicated and sacrificed for it. They do not have the superhuman power of the Astartes, nor the blessing and protection of the nuns, but don't ignore the greatness of mortals! The wall made of billions of flesh and blood will protect the human race! And continue to pass on the fire from generation to generation, endlessly! For humanity! For the Emperor! For a better tomorrow! Brothers and sisters! Charge towards death! See you on the throne! ! ! ! ​

First of all, I have never been an author, but I want to say, is it difficult to write a hundred chapters a day ? It's not that I'm being unreasonable. After all, I said at the beginning that I've never been an author.

What the hell? A piece of trash can still be the emperor's brother? Why don't you become the emperor's father?

The setting of the First Fire in Dark Souls is very metaphysical. If you say it is powerful, it is really powerful. It can completely shape the basic rules of a world, and can even give powerful power to the four races of Gwen, Nite, Izaris Old Witch, and dwarves (humans). Even Gwen, Nite, and the Old Witch directly used the power of the First Fire (King Soul) to create an era of fire. The great power brought to them by the King Soul also made them gods in the eyes of mortals in the soul world. Especially under the rules of the First Fire, the strength of the soul is separate from the strength of the body. Only the strength of the soul is the true meaning of strength; weak and ownerless souls will naturally be attracted to powerful souls, making powerful souls even more powerful. Not to mention the setting of hunting those with powerful souls and seizing their souls to make themselves stronger. Let's say he is not powerful, not very powerful. After all, burning does not last long, and you need to add more fuel to the fire. But in a world created by the initial fire alone, the burning effect of firewood will become shorter and shorter with each passing fire, and the fire will become smaller and smaller until it is extinguished. And the initial fire is a blockage to the world. Once it takes root, it has the final say in the basic rules of the world. After all, the soul world in the fireless era is an era of immortal ancient dragons and giant trees, with no life, no death, no light and no darkness. It all depends on the author's setting for the initial fire in his work. Anyway, as long as this thing is set to accept firewood, even the four gods of the subspace can burn it. Its setting of autonomously absorbing weak souls and plundering powerful souls is already a big B UG, after all, as long as you absorb more souls, you will be stronger. As long as you can kill the strong man, his soul will be used by you. Once this setting is unfolded, the protagonist will be a bit troublesome for the four hawkers if he is low, and if he is not good at it, he will be dragged over and burned as firewood.

For ten thousand years, aliens, heretics, and traitors tore the galaxy apart and defiled the land of the Holy Emperor. For ten thousand years, mortals fought against demons and evil gods with fearlessness and courage. For ten thousand years, they fought against the bloodthirsty greenskins, against the greedy insect swarms, against the ancient undead and the Ada, against the arrogant Tau, and against the despicable traitors For ten thousand years, they continued the glorious and glorious empire with their short and humble lives. Praise be to the Emperor, in your name we will fight to the death.​

Pertinent evaluation: There is neither the dark medieval style of Western magic with soul nor the dark sci-fi epic feel of Hammer.

The First Fire may actually be able to burn the world. In my words, it burns human nature. The subspace is full of human evil. It may be able to burn the subspace to ashes, and the world may be destroyed.

The Ashes group next door recommended the book, but it was a pity that it came a little late and failed to invest in it. The quality of the author's writing is still acceptable. Finally praise the sun!

I lost my temper after reading this. The part before I recognized my father made me feel like my brain was being shaken. After I recognized my father, I had only one reaction...' Huh? '

The Chaos Gods are entrenched in the endless, ever-changing realm of the Warp. They are ancient gods with endless evil intentions and extraordinary power. They covet the real world and weave conspiracies to subvert the universe all the time. There are four Chaos Gods. Each of them is the embodiment of obsession and fear in the hearts of mortals. At the same time, each of the four gods also believes that only they can rule all things in the world. In subspace, similar thoughts and emotions will automatically gather together, just like streams converging into rivers. They became vortices of pain and desire, turbulence of hatred and pride. These tides have rolled and flowed through the Warp since the dawn of the universe. These emotions are so powerful that from them arise creatures formed from mortal dreams and incubi. These intangible and instinctive supernatural entities eventually developed their own primitive consciousness. Thus were born the Chaos Gods - gigantic psychic beings born from the fantasies and inner demons of mortals. As all living beings in the galaxy prospered and grew, so did the hopes and dreams, the anger and strife, the love and hate of these races. A surge of pure emotion seeped into the Warp, nourishing the nascent dark gods and fueling their malign might. Eventually, the Dark Gods began to exert their influence over the minds of their creators: after early attempts to quickly bear fruit, they began their eternal corruption of the material universe and the races within it. The Chaos Gods draw their power from the actions and thoughts of the mortal races. Worshipers of the Chaos God will act in ways that enhance the power of their god, and in the process will receive strange Chaos gifts. These rewards may be extraordinary power, or even the gift of immortality. In the warp, the dark gods are constantly at war with each other, and the endless demonic armies are fighting in the eternally changing purgatory of the Chaos Realm. Their worshipers in the real universe also imitate this, and wars often break out between believers of different chaos gods. They use this to expand the influence of the gods they believe in, and at the same time, they also hope to receive more powerful rewards from them.

What a stream of consciousness. To be honest, I can't understand it.

Can anyone comment on Shen Nong?

The book is really good, but the story is so messed up that I feel uncomfortable...