Chapter 1 A Wonderful Journey
(The Warhammer world is a space opera and idealistic world, which is different from hard science fiction, so the worldview is also somewhat different.
My Grand Chamberlain is here again, Warhammer Cloud Hammer. I just like the worldview of Warhammer, the feeling of being both advanced and backward.
You must try both jumping onto the board and counter-jumping onto the board.
Where to put your brain, thanks. ）
The art student looked around in confusion at the endless space. Colorful energy torrents kept rising and falling in the space. Among the energy torrents, there were five most powerful colors: black, green, red, blue, and pink. They kept colliding silently with each other and then dissipated in the space, like mortal enemies, fighting to the death.
There are countless continents floating in the air in the entire space. The continents are in ruins and are formed by the bones and flesh of various horrible creatures.
There are also countless terrifying monsters on the continent. They look unrestrained and free, and don't care about the opinions of ordinary creatures.
For an ordinary person like an art student, he can only roughly see that these monsters are human-shaped, and these horrible monsters are still fighting each other.
Horrifying blue birds circled in the sky, releasing one terrifying thunder and flame after another towards the huge green corrupt monster below, creating countless ripples.
Meaningless words came out of his mouth, like a whisper.
"Praise be to the Lord of Wisdom."
Thunder and fire bombarded down like missiles, turning those horrible and disgusting green corrupt monsters into ashes.
After being attacked, some of the green monsters that survived were constantly releasing terrifying green energy mixed with various tiny corrupt creatures into the sky.
The ugly face of the green monster looked like a fanatic, ready to die as it launched a fearless attack on the strange bird in the sky.
He was still roaring loudly.
"Praise the Father."
There were blue strange birds circling in the sky. Some of them were unable to dodge and were hit by green energy, and their bodies were originally normal.
In an instant, it began to decay and maggots appeared. Its body became ugly. Its bloodshot eyes looked at its normal companions beside it and launched a desperate attack.
The blue strange bird in the sky was thrown into chaos in an instant, some wanted to attack the green monster below, while others were attacked by their mutated companions.
In addition, there are some horrible and bizarre monsters fighting each other with cold weapons. You hit me with a sword and I hit you with an axe. It's like a fight between children. There is no seriousness in the battle.
Meaningless roars came from their mouths.
"Skulls for the Skull Throne, blood for the Blood God."
"Praise the Lord of Joy."
After being attacked, they continued to make neurotic and strange laughs and unbearable groans, as if they were high. They looked at each other provocatively and said some words that the art students could not understand, to see who would collapse first.
The huge monsters fought with the huge monsters, the short monsters fought with the same-sized monsters, and some short monsters accidentally got into the fights between the big monsters, and the big monsters, whose interest was disturbed, were beaten into meat paste with a casual wave of the hand, and the paste was spread on the ground.
On the edge of the battlefield, there was a group of humanoid creatures wearing heavy armor and covered in black flames, holding large guns and constantly reaping the seriously injured monsters. The damage of the large guns was amazing. The monsters that were hit exploded directly and turned into corpses falling on the continent formed by flesh, blood and bones.
The monster who was still fighting found that his opponent was shot dead by a third party from a distance. He was very angry and dissatisfied, and rushed towards the armored man with his axe.
The armored man was not panicked. He kept firing at the monsters with the gun in his hand. However, every time the gun was about to hit the opponent, it disappeared out of thin air a few meters in front of the monster. The gun was also unable to stop some monsters from approaching.
The armored man calmly hung the huge gun back on the belt around his waist and pulled out a buzzing one-handed sword with gears.
Shouting loudly.
"For the Emperor."
He also rushed towards the monster, dodged several times quickly, avoided the oncoming attack, seized the opportunity, split the monster in half with a chainsaw sword, and got rid of the opponent.
The armored man didn't want to fight anymore, and quickly ran to the back, took out his huge gun again, and continued to shoot from a distance.
The art student looked at the bloody fight in a daze. All of this had a strong impact on his small worldview. He had lived in a peaceful country since he was a child and had been exposed to the most tragic things. This was just the scene of the car accident.
Although art students usually like to look for bloody scenes on the Internet, there is a big gap between what they see on the Internet and what they see face to face.
The art student tried hard to control his bladder and weak thighs, trying not to embarrass himself.
But his thighs were still out of his control, they had their own thoughts. The artist could no longer stand and fell down on the ground made of flesh, blood and bones.
The art student just stared at the battlefield. Slowly he came to his senses and found that the fighting monsters were still very far away from him and would not get within a certain range of him.
The art student made a rough estimate and found that there was no monster within a radius of one kilometer from himself. Even if some monsters were knocked away and flew into a radius of one kilometer from him, those monsters, which were originally full of energy, would immediately become weak.
As a result, he moved slowly and looked very painful, like a fish that had come ashore. He fell to the ground and struggled in pain. In less than ten seconds, he fell to the ground motionless and died with a painful look on his face.
"Hmm? Thousands of meters?"
"Pah."
The art student couldn't help but give himself a big thumbs up when he thought of this.
"It hurts. I'm not dreaming. This is reality."
The art student couldn't help but mutter to himself. He knew his own condition best and didn't know when he would be able to see things a thousand meters away. His vision was less than 5.0, which was just the level of a normal person. It was impossible for him to see so far.
Moreover, I was just an ordinary worker and had never learned how to estimate distance, so I couldn't do this without tools.
The art student gradually calmed down and discovered some situations. Although his legs were still weak and he couldn't stand up, there was a strange force acting on him.
This feeling is like someone you really hate comes to your home uninvited, and you want to chase him away, but he is taller than you, and it is extremely difficult to chase him away.