Things of unknown origin are very dangerous in the Warhamr World, because you do not know if this thing is a Chaos conspiracy.
For safety reasons.
Seph did not take the antidote ornant from Yang Tao's hand: "Thank you, but I feel fine."
Yang Tao also did not insist.
This kind of thing is like tricking a woman into bed; you cannot just take off your clothes right away; you have to at least have a al, watch a movie, and rent a room for a bath first.
Surveying the surroundings, Yang Tao felt a pang of heartache that the environnt he had painstakingly transford was now worse than when the Orks arrived, thanks to the Tyranids.
Polluted air, corroded land, and the sneaky Genestealers hidden underground.
In Yang Tao's eyes, the Genestealers had health bars above their heads, much like the fra around players in CF.
Stealth? You wouldn't cut down a red-nad enemy?
"Marica, I have so unfortunate news for you: the spaceship you were on has been destroyed by the Tyranids."
Marica: "..."
When did the Tyranids start eating tal before finishing off all their enemies?
"I'll leave this place to my people; I want to discuss what happens next with you."
Marica reached up and removed his helt, revealing a head that was a size larger than an ordinary person's, but due to his height, such a large head did not appear particularly out of place.
"I want to know what happened here, if I'm not mistaken, those people on the city walls should be part of the Imperium..."
"What did we experience? Resource depletion, Orc invasions, Warp demons, and now the Tyranids."
When Marica heard Yang Tao say this, a feeling of shared misfortune suddenly rose within him; they were not the only Lanters in the world to be so unlucky.
"The Imperium's support has been completely unheard of to this day; between life and death, under my leadership, they resisted the bloodthirsty and warlike Orks and endured a difficult life..."
If it were any other Astartes hearing Yang Tao say this, he would imdiately raise his bolter to Yang Tao's forehead and pull the trigger hard.
What do you an the Imperium's support is unheard of?
Do not constantly think about what the Imperium should do for you, but rather what you have done for the Imperium.
But this was the Lanters, a very unique group among the Astartes. Hearing his words, Marica's face showed a hint of sadness as he said, "The Imperium will not abandon you... it just needs ti."
"Unfortunately, we have run out of ti."
Yang Tao looked at Marica and said, "This place is too far from the light."
He stretched out his hand, pointing at the barren land.
"This place has lost its value, and now you too have beco a part of this cage."
"I hope you can stay and help the remaining 8 million humans here survive in this world. They did nothing wrong; they just want to live."
Yang Tao spoke with great emotion, and his feelings made the already compassionate Marica feel the despair of the people on this planet when they faced Orks and demons.
His eyes reddened slightly as he said, "I... I cannot promise to stay, but until we find a way to leave, we will stand on the front lines to resist any enemy who dares to invade this world, no matter what the future holds."
He was not foolish; he knew Yang Tao was trying to trick them, but they had no choice...
The psychic power of the Tyranid Hive Fleet is extrely strong. When they travel through space, the space within several light-years around the Hive Fleet is warped by highly penetrating psychic energy, and this power can even prevent the sending and receiving of information.
Without spaceships or Warp communication, let alone these Astartes, even the Imperial Custodians would only be able to hunt and survive on the ground.
Back to the fortress.
The departure of the Tyranid did not make Morning Star relaxed; instead, it beca even busier.
The previous planetary transformation plan was basically overturned. The pollution of the atmosphere and environnt, as well as the scarcity of resources, forced him to treat this place like Wandering Earth.
Fortunately, the Villagers were present.
They could ignore physical laws to transform this planet.
He arranged for this group of Lanters to be near the fortress walls and assigned Black Watch soldiers to assist them in adapting to life here.
...
"There are still too few people..."
Returning to the Overworld, Yang Tao whispered softly. The idea of using cloning technology from Resident Evil to increase the population flashed through his mind.
But then he gave up on the idea.
Do not do to others what you would not have them do to you.
He did not want to live in this damned the Warhamr World. Instead of spending various resources to create clones, it would be better to directly find a Nest City planet with hundreds of billions of people, kill all the people there, and even if one percent or one-thousandth of the souls were captured by him, it would be an extrely exaggerated number.
In reality, all he needed to do was go to an apocalyptic-level battlefield and stay there.
Massive souls, energy everywhere, and the gazes of the Chaos Gods and the Emperor—everything you want is there.
"Forget it, I'll go get two new mods first. Never mind mods like Manaita, Avaritia, or LoliPickaxe; even if a Last Sword appeared, I wouldn't have to worry so much."
True · Ultimate Sword has an attack damage as high as 7,999,999,874,453,995,500.
It looks like a number typed by 'face-rolling the keyboard,' but that is its damage.
Energy is money, mods are life. Money must be earned, but you also need to be alive to spend it.
He pushed open the wooden door that led back to the Overworld.
Looking at the completely new, unexplored world beside him, Yang Tao finally felt what it ant to have a headache.
What if the world beyond the door was even more disgusting than Warhamr?
For example: Stellaris...
'Do not be bitten by a snake once and fear a well rope for ten years...'
He reached out and placed his hand on the wooden door, took a deep breath, and gently pushed it open. What greeted his eyes was a valley surrounded by mountains.
A long river flowed through the canyon, and the green grassland gave a refreshing feeling.
In the distance, nestled at the foot of the mountains, was a massive ancient fortress, with nurous figures bustling on its walls.
Compared to the already polluted Glieseta, this place looked like paradise.
The sound of flowing water ca from the nearby river, and the distant high mountains were covered with white snow. This breathtaking scenery made Yang Tao's mood incredibly relaxed.
'The scenery in this world is truly beautiful...'
However, looking at the fortress at the foot of the distant mountains gave him a strange sense of familiarity, as if it was another familiar world.
He stepped through the wooden door and walked to the riverside.
In the clear river water, so fish were swimming happily.
Just then, the neighing of horses ca from behind him. He turned his head to see a cavalryman riding a warhorse charging down the hillside.
With long, slightly curly hair, a handso face, and wearing a grey-green robe, Yang Tao recognized the man by his blue eyes and sexy beard.
Aragorn II.
He was one of the nine mbers of the Fellowship of the Ring and a central figure during the War of the Ring.
[World Exploration Value: 2.56%]
'It's the world of Lord of the Rings! Isn't that equivalent to the Warhamr Old World?'
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