Warhammer 40k: Lust of Light.

Chapter 275 Training to tear people apart

The emperor takes turns to dress up and come to my house this year!

Slaanesh can dress up, Zerg can dress up, Tzeentch can dress up, Khorne can dress up, why can't I just dress up as lust?

"I found this thing, and I want to ask, do you know it?"

Magnus transmitted the images of the computer host and monitor to the evil Lord opposite through psychic energy.

"I know! Of course I know! This is a big killer weapon. It is equipped with the legendary Type 69 tactical nuclear graphics card. It can destroy a ship girl with one shot! It's very scary!"

"What is a ship girl...?"

Magnus obviously touched upon a blind spot in knowledge.

"This is easy to understand. It's the mother of a battleship."

Raste prefers a literal translation, no matter whether it is correct or not, as long as it sounds misleading to people who don’t know it.

"How come there is numbness in the battleship..."

Magnus couldn't understand why this thing was numb?

"What is this? According to legend, there is an Eldar Ark named Tomorrow. It is a kind of world warship. It is very easy to sweat. Many people feed on it. I can't understand it."

Rasta opened his mouth and came.

It's just that the compressed star is like a void dragon, with unknown combat power, and becomes stronger when it encounters a strong one.

When Wokan was hatching on Nocturne, his consciousness would often be attached to the bedrock, transforming into a subspace creature, condensing the thunder and lightning that erupted when various suspended materials in the sky rubbed against each other when the Nocturne volcano erupted, to provide fuel for his own dragon egg. Nocturne stars strike the rune dragon scales.

"Then, how do I activate this killer weapon?"

"Of course, as long as you get its recognition, then you are..."

"It's hard to say, it's hard to say. I'll introduce our third child to you another day. She seems to have done in-depth research on this and is very capable of speaking."

"so……"

As Rasta spoke, he began to activate the demon engine.

Magnus was shocked at what he saw in his mind.

Such a terrifying hammer stands in a harsh world that is absolutely devoid of any life.

"What is the nature of the sweat in the Ark? Is there any specific research and analysis?"

Rasta continued to talk nonsense.

"Can I get...such power?!"

As the Primarch cursed by knowledge and the First Mage of the Primarch, how could Magnus not see how extraordinary such a hammer was?

Magnus became increasingly nervous about the deadly weapon in his hand.

Magnus felt that this was a strategic material that could feed a whole world of people.

Rasta opened his mouth and introduced the hammer once used by Wokan, the mother of fire dragons.

"So, you need this Mjolnir!"

He saw a hammer suspended between the vast sky and the earth. The blue pillar of thunder fell from the thick dark clouds in the sky and was attracted by it. On the earth, a volcano erupted, and endless lava was swallowed and absorbed by it.

After the invisible hammer was hatched in Vokan, it was taken away by Rasta and used to combine two stars in a binary star system.

This hammer has two forms: power and psychic. It can be used as a melee or a mage. Of course, a melee mage is not impossible.

"You need a ritual to generate electricity and provide energy for it, and you also need a ritual to connect it to the Internet."

Loki Stark Thor Magnus was suddenly filled with excitement.

He seemed to have imagined the grand scene of commanding thunder and lightning to suppress a world.

"Then you are its wetware - the Hammer God!"

What kind words can the wicked Lord have to say here?

"..." Magnus, who knew quite well what wetware meant and also understood that Hammer God was not pleasant to hear, suddenly didn't want the big killer weapon in his hand.

"Originally, I will arrange a test for you. I will make you lose all your current strength, and then throw you into a strange world and throw the hammer there. There, you will encounter countless setbacks. , and will doubt themselves.

But as a result, you will also make new friends and even lovers.

But considering that you are blushing like an opera singer, no one probably likes you, so I might as well just leave it alone.

Keep everything simple..."

Rasta insulted Magnus.

The magic pony wanted to ask if he could stop talking about his skin color, but he couldn't say it out loud. He always felt that this "Emperor" was a little out of touch and wicked. What if he didn't mention his skin color? There are other places that are even more damaging...

"Come on, do you choose to become the captain of the magic pony, Paulie, or accept my special training to tear people apart? Both of these methods will allow you to quickly master Thor's hammer!"

While showing Magnus the daily life of Twilight Sparkle, Rasta began to prepare to contact Fulgrim.

As long as Magnus chooses to be the captain of the Equestrian Kingdom, he will dare to invite Fulgrim to participate in the role of Princess Twilight. If the performance is good, he will also give Phoenix the best sobriety award.

Magnus watched My Little Pony for a long time and predicted the Pale Emperor's ill intentions.

He was sure that he was not the purple pony as the protagonist in the picture, but the red pony next to him.

He, Magnus, is so proud, how can he be a supporting role?

"I choose your personal training!"

Magnus couldn't help but look forward to it when he said this.

Rasta sighed. He did not expect that the poor child would give up the teachings of the gentle teacher Fulgrim and choose another more harsh father-son doubles team.

"Since you chose the special training of tearing people apart, then..."

Magnus was pricking his ears. The next moment, there seemed to be the sound of wind filling his ears.

A good library, where does the wind come from?

The puzzled Primarch raised his head and realized that the psychic phone porridge had ended, and he was no longer in the library where he was reluctant to leave even after eating, drinking, sleeping, and sleeping.

In front of him was an endless desert.

At this time, there was a roar from behind him.

He turned around without thinking and saw the "Emperor" standing with his sword on a tall Hellhound fire-breathing tank.

An ordinary Hellhound fire-breathing tank could make Magnus, who was not even one year old, call him a mother-in-law.

And in his eyes, the high-purity spiritual energy on this Cerberus fire-breathing tank has almost condensed into essence!

Even the surrounding real world is suspected of transforming subspace matter.

Magnus swallowed hard: "The training you are talking about is..."

Rasta did not answer Magnus's words, but mentioned the Emperor's Sword, which was better than the original version, pointing forward.

"Charmander! Beat him to death for me!"

Magnus glanced at the extremely excited fire-breathing tank and started running away without hesitation.

He knew about the Titan, and he felt that this fire-breathing tank was much scarier than the Titan at the moment.

"You call this personal training?"

Magnus' voice trembled as he asked the final question.

Rasta sneered and said to the fugitives in front of him with his usual tone of voice that the right of explanation ultimately belongs to Guang Lu.

"I'm talking about the training to tear apart life and build a divine body!"

(End of this chapter)