[Current identity: Space Wolves, Captain of the Thirteenth Grand Company (Dead World, Fenris), Lord Cypher (Dark Angel, Stone Fortress)]
[Please choose your identity first]
[If you refuse, it will come randomly]
[Rejected to choose identity]
[Simulation is starting——]
[You are already in the Warhammer universe, and the time and place of your arrival will be randomly selected]
【Time:m41】
[Location: Holy Land Damhar]
[You have successfully arrived in the night sky of the Holy Land World.]
[Before you fully open your eyes, you feel the terrifying falling sensation caused by the rapid descent again. 】
【You don’t have time to complain.】
[You do not hesitate to use the neural link device to unfold the huge metal wings behind the power armor, and at the same time open your arms and legs to maintain a gliding posture. ]
[At this moment, through the eyepiece of your helmet, you clearly see a collapsed street below, where a fierce battle is taking place in real time. 】
[An Astartes force wearing green paint is facing some weird alien race under the cover of some mortal warriors.]
[You subconsciously changed the direction of your gliding.]
[You were just about to reach out from behind and pull out the melee weapon you always carried with you, but suddenly you found that you had nothing else on you except this set of Starfire Glory Power Armor. 】
[You couldn't help but let out a low curse that drifted in the wind from the skull helmet.]
[At this moment, accompanied by the roar of the wind that is constantly blowing towards you, and the roar of bombs from far to near. 】
[With the repeated adjustments of your huge metal wings, your tall figure landed heavily on the center of the battlefield between the warring parties. ]
[Rumble--]
[A large amount of dust and gravel continue to fly away.]
[Your sudden arrival also caused the surrounding Mordian Iron Guards wearing blue military uniforms and holding laser weapons to temporarily fall into a state of shock, and even forgot to pull the trigger of the weapon. ]
[Even the Astartes wearing green-painted power armor were frightened by your sudden appearance.]
[The jet-black muzzle quickly turned its direction, pouring explosive firepower towards you!]
["The chapter emblem in the shape of an eight-pointed star? There is also an unknown clan emblem? Could it be the Chaos Astartes?"]
["No, there are no signs of corruption or mutation on their bodies, and even the mortal warriors are on their side."]
[At this moment, standing on the spot and being baptized by a large number of bombs, you quickly glanced at the sparse number of unfamiliar Astartes through the eyepiece of the skull helmet.]
[However, just when you are about to reveal your identity as the original body. 】
【Buzz buzz----】
[The mysterious alien races that were fighting against mortal warriors quickly gathered together and charged forward. 】
[And as they approached, a mysterious force field that was difficult to discern with the naked eye and could only be barely discerned through the heat detection mode of the auspicious device quickly enveloped many of the Mordian Iron Guards! 】
[The next second, under your gaze, a large number of mortal warriors did not even utter a painful cry, but quietly turned into piles of decaying ashes that passed away in the wind. Even their original
The laser weapon held in the palm of my hand also quickly aged and broke!]
【"Psychic energy is annihilated? No, it's the aging of time!"】
[At this moment, your eyes suddenly opened wide.]
[You quickly issued a sonorous and powerful warning to the strange Astartes around you.]
["Quick! Order the Mordian Iron Guard to retreat immediately! This is not a battle that mortal warriors can join! The Astartes must also be more careful to survive!"]
[Perhaps your aura as a primarch infected the Astartes, or perhaps the familiar imperial language allowed them to distinguish your position as a human being.]
[In short, the explosive firepower that had been covering you quickly stopped, and then immediately transferred to the mysterious alien. 】
[However, the number of Mordian Iron Guards on the battlefield is decreasing rapidly. 】
[Wait until you successfully reach the front of these mysterious aliens and use the pair of huge metal wings behind the power armor to kill several aliens. 】
[The number of Mordian Iron Guards is less than twenty.]
[At the same time, those strange Astartes also suddenly drew out their melee weapons and launched a swift charge towards the front of the mysterious alien team! 】
[You drive the brand new power armor, desperately avoiding the envelope of those time force fields with a reaction speed that far exceeds that of the Astartes. ]
[The huge metal wings that quickly extended from the top of the eagle head and shoulder armor were like flexible and changeable power swords, constantly cutting off the twisted heads or ferocious bodies of the mysterious aliens! 】
[In an instant, your rapidly turning eyes accidentally saw it. 】
[Several strange Astartes who were unfortunately enveloped by the time force field, their offensive movements actually slowed down at a speed visible to the naked eye.]
[Subsequently, the sharp claws from the mysterious alien force penetrated the hard protection of the ceramite armor like piercing soft bread, and forcefully inserted into the Astartes' body! 】
["Damn it...all Astartes retreat immediately! This is not an ordinary alien that you can easily deal with!"]
[You once again yelled at the stubborn strangers Astartes.]
[You violently waved the pair of huge metal wings behind the power armor. As your tall body turned rapidly, you immediately cleared a large open space surrounded by many mysterious aliens. 】
[You then moved the magnetic boots under your feet.]
[You run quickly towards the strange Astartes who are still trying to attack.]
[Tens of seconds later, you moved all the surviving Astartes with clean movements, like rag dolls being thrown out, and flew violently towards the street in the distance! 】
[And as the pair of huge metal wings behind you quickly curled inward, bright rays of light formed by energy jets quickly appeared behind the power armor! 】
[You have decided not to get entangled with these unknown mysterious aliens.]
[You choose to activate the short-distance flight capability of the Starfire Glory Power Armor and fly towards the periphery of the battlefield.]
[The unfamiliar Astartes who had just landed also hesitated for a moment, and then quickly led the Mortian Iron Guards, who had only about twenty people left, to evacuate towards the outside of the battlefield. ]
[Not long after, you slowly landed on a secluded hill far away from the city streets. 】
[At the same time, the unfamiliar Astartes team with only ten people left also led the few Mordian Iron Guards to a nearby location. ]
["As an Astartes, you guys have nothing to do with the orders and prohibitions... Which chapter's battle brothers?"]
[You shook your skull helmet slightly and immediately drove your power armor towards the opponent.]
["We are the strike force of the Sons of Medusa. Please stop advancing immediately! Thank you for helping us fight against those damn aliens just now, but you must immediately reveal your identity and origin! Otherwise, you will be shot to death!"]
[At this moment, following the low words of a Terminator veteran.]
[The bolt guns of every strange Astartes present quickly raised, and the dark muzzles were firmly locked on your skull helmet.]