Konrad Curze is a coward.
Even after ten thousand years, that hasn't changed.
Ryan returned to the Rock Fortress in a depressed mood.
Halfway through the fight, that bastard Konrad Curze actually ran away!
He was certainly good at talking tough.
However, given Konrad Curze's personality, that guy probably really does have some trump card on Lorgar, so attacking Lorgar needs to be handled carefully to avoid capsizing in the ditch when the time comes.
"Find an opportunity to talk to the Guide and Guilliman."
Ryan summoned Azrael and other Dark Angels high-ranking officials to report on the battle, and to review it to see what areas needed optimization.
Meanwhile, in the Gatan World,
the Players were celebrating their victory in this war.
They had completely emptied the coffers of the purged noble families and were holding a grand banquet.
"Drink, drink your fill, brothers! This bottle of wine was produced in 021M41; it's over a thousand years old now!"
Director Qi held a wine bottle in one hand and a large steak in the other.
He took a sip of wine, then a bite of the large steak.
"This is amazing!" the resurrected Silent Night Sky shouted, then clinked his cup and drank and ate.
Drinking and eating in the game had no effect on Reality, but the taste was exactly the same.
Plus, with the powerful physical prowess of a Primaris Space Marines,
Warhammer OL could do anything Reality could, and things Reality couldn't.
The liberated populace also held a grand celebration ceremony, with beautiful fireworks filling the night sky.
"It's been a long time since I've had such pure happiness."
Director Qi took a gulp of wine. "After entering society, with cars and houses, I felt like my life was suffocated."
The Esperanto beside him nodded.
"Yes, playing games, it feels like life doesn't need so many constraints, but we can't escape the gaze of others."
A Player nearby (ID: Unlucky Car Dealer) nodded, "Yeah, I'm also very curious, what is this life for?"
"It feels like time always erases everything. I used to think death was terrifying, but after seeing it, I feel it's nothing more than that."
At this moment, fireworks exploded in the sky, following a mechanical theme, and the Player (ID: Shy Starfish) shouted,
"Life has no meaning; we are born to be loyal to the Emperor."
"Old guys, don't always think so much. You should shake off the chill and be more vibrant."
Director Qi and the other Players laughed.
They also felt a bit silly, getting sentimental after a little wine.
They were playing Warhammer OL.
Why think so much? Just be loyal, and it's over.
Thinking too much makes it easy to become a Heretic!
"You're right, for the Emperor!" Director Qi shouted along.
"For the Emperor!"
"Awoo..."
The Players partied all night until they were drunk and sprawled on the ground.
They had drunk too much high-proof alcohol.
It was no exaggeration to say that half of the water in their bodies was now alcohol.
However, after two or three hours, they regained sobriety.
The metabolism of Primaris Space Marines was too strong.
The high-proof alcohol they drank was quickly metabolized into water.
...
Nocturne, the Death Volcano.
Alex ordered the accompanying Adeptus Mechanicus members to forge a magnificent furnace here.
With Cortana's help, this work was completed very quickly.
A forging furnace containing various cutting-edge technologies appeared deep in the tunnel.
Immediately after, Alex gathered the Salamanders Battle Group's Master Forgers
and asked them to help him forge equipment and weapons.
"It is our honor, Guide," Sistine said.
"It is also my honor to work with masters like you," Alex responded with a smile.
Upon learning of this, the Chapter Master of the Carcharodons, Tyberius, hoped to join in.
His forging skills were also excellent.
The pair of giant power claws he currently used, 'Hunger' and 'Thirst', were forged by himself.
According to records, after a drinking session, he took his hammer and entered the forge.
After several days of effort, he finally forged this pair of claws.
They could easily pierce through Tyranids / Tyranid Hive Tyrants and Dreadnoughts.
Alex thought for a moment, and after consulting Sistine and other Master Forgers, he finally nodded and allowed Tyberius to join.
"Guide, rest assured, with my help, the quality of the forged weapons and equipment will definitely reach another level," Tyberius guaranteed confidently.
Tu'shan looked at Tyberius's appearance with some unaccustomedness.
Before he became a Chapter Master, he had also had contact with the Carcharodons Battle Group.
How to put it?
This Battle Group was very aggressive, constantly exuding killing intent.
Tyberius, in particular, was known for his brutality.
The battlefields he ravaged left behind only shattered ruins and corpses.
Yet, in front of the Guide, he behaved very obediently.
Tu'shan thought the Carcharodons Battle Group had been stimulated, causing their Battle Group culture to change.
But soon, he knew better.
The Carcharodons Battle Group hadn't changed at all; their obedience to the Guide was special treatment.
Their attitude towards the Salamanders was as bad as ever, and they still wanted to loot their equipment.
Tu'shan even heard that Tyberius's subordinates were abducting qualified Nocturne residents,
planning to recruit them as Carcharodons warriors.
Tu'shan had to guard strictly to prevent the Carcharodons Battle Group from stripping Nocturne bare.
Of course, this was just an aside.
After gathering everyone, Alex began forging.
The furnace began to work, using the scorching heat of the Death Volcano as energy.
Rare metals collected from various planets across the galaxy were melted together according to strict proportions,
then repeatedly hammered.
In an era of advanced technology, forging weapons in such an ancient way seemed somewhat foolish.
But this was Warhammer,
a universe where the extraordinary and technology coexisted.
Weapons forged by hand could carry the power and emotions of the forger,
thereby unleashing greater power.
With the combined efforts of everyone,
a suit of armor with green as the main color, black and gold as trim and embellishments, and a longsword decorated with a Lion's head, were quickly forged.
After polishing the rough edges of the armor, decorating the shoulder pads and chest plate with Lion heads,
and wrapping the sword hilt with leather and polishing it, the initial completion was achieved.
After having everyone place the forged armor and sword on a high platform,
Alex was the first to bless the armor, giving it Warp characteristics to better protect the wearer.
Immediately after, Alex took out the 'Forest' shard of authority he had obtained from Nurgle's body from his dimensional warehouse.
The shard was not large, but it contained astonishing power.
When it was taken out, a soft glow slowly spread, possessing a unique rhythm.
Alex was very curious how many pantheons of races Nurgle had devoured
to possess so many shards of authority.
Every drop of divine blood flowing in that bloated, obese body was once the authority of a god.
But soon, humanity would also wield this power.
Sistine and Tyberius and the others showed looks of shock.
They could feel the extraordinary nature of this thing.
This was not something mortals should possess.
"The Forest shard is suitable for the Son of the Forest."
Alex muttered to himself.
He knew that Lion had awakened the power of Caliban.
And this set of armor would truly make the Lion a god.
"Our ancestors once tried to conquer the entire world with absolute rationality and science, but they failed."
"From today onwards, we will embark on a new path; humanity will eventually have its own Pantheon."
Alex muttered to himself as he held the 'Forest' shard of authority and walked to the armor.
He placed this extraordinary item on the armor, then chanted an ancient incantation.
Under everyone's gaze, the shard of authority was absorbed by the armor.
In an instant, a terrifying storm swept forth.
Strange patterns spread along the armor, forming ancient and obscure runes.
Then, the radiance retracted, quickly becoming unremarkable.
This armor would allow Ryan to always be in the forest, allowing him to borrow the forest's power.
After completing the blessing of the armor, Alex began to bless the longsword, giving it power to break enchantments, so that it could better deal with Warp creatures.
As for the shards of authority, there were none left.
After all, Alex didn't have many of them in his hands.
After all, he had picked these things up.
It was only after the Emperor acted against Nurgle for breaking the rules, causing him to bleed, that he was able to obtain those shards of authority.
After the forging was complete, Alex affirmed the praise of Sistine, Tyberius, and the other Master Forgers.
Then, he summoned the Warmaster and other Players of the Emperor Niuma Battle Group.
Because of the Holy Summoning, no matter where the Players were, Alex could immediately communicate with them or pull them to his side.
"Send the armor and sword to the Lion."
Alex gave them a task.
"Mission accomplished, guaranteed!"
For such tasks that could boost the favorability of a Primarch and Guide, the Warmaster and other Players always welcomed more.
Sistine and Tyberius and the others showed looks of shock.
They could feel the extraordinary nature of this thing.
This was not something mortals should possess.
After receiving the mission, the Players of the Emperor Niuma Battle Group escorted the armor and sword.
Using the Star Gate and Webway built by the Imperium, they crossed the Great Rift in just a few days and delivered the mission items into the Lion's hands.
At this time, the Lion had already launched a full-scale offensive against the Night Lords,
slaughtering these Chaos Heretic into disarray and causing heavy casualties.
Upon receiving the equipment forged by Alex, Ryan immediately changed into it.
The new equipment and weapons greatly enhanced the Lion's combat power, making him even more unstoppable.
The demons and Heretic were cut down by Ryan like melons and vegetables,
and soon, the dark empire established by Konrad Curze was largely destroyed,
with key Warp routes controlled, forming a siege around Lorgar.
And Konrad Curze was also consolidating his forces, as if he really intended to have a true confrontation with his brother on Lorgar.
To prevent any accidents, Ryan initiated a communication conference, asking Guilliman and the Guide to help him strategize Konrad Curze's true intentions.
As soon as the three established communication, Ryan spoke first, expressing his gratitude to Alex.
"Guide, this armor you forged really fits well, and its defense is so strong. With it, I'll have even more confidence against Konrad Curze."
"Armor?" Guilliman looked puzzled.
"It's this set I'm wearing," Ryan said. "The Guide personally forged it and gave it multiple blessings; its defense is extremely powerful."
Guilliman, standing beside him, immediately looked resentful, staring straight at Alex.
He and the Guide had known each other for much longer,
so why give Ryan a gift and not him?!
"I didn't expect the Guide to be able to forge weapons and armor; I'd never heard the Guide mention it before."
"I thought we could trust each other, but who would have thought the Guide was always wary of me?"
"If it was just concealing his mastery of forging, that would be one thing, but I didn't expect the Guide to forge weapons and equipment for Ryan, yet never thought of forging for me."
"It seems I'm really unwelcome!"
These words gave Alex a headache.
"Regent, you already have the Armor of Fate and the Emperor's Sword. What good would it do if I forged weapons and armor for you? Therefore, I never mentioned it."
"This time, seeing that the Lion was about to fight the Night Lords, I was worried he might suffer, so I helped him forge this."
Alex's explanation eased Guilliman's expression slightly.
"This armor even has special abilities; it's truly remarkable. Guide, your understanding of the Warp has reached a new level."
Ryan's single sentence made Guilliman, whose mood had just improved, become somewhat resentful again.
The greater purpose of the Armor of Fate was to sustain his life, to protect his soul wounded by Fulgrim, allowing him to awaken from ten thousand years of slumber.
The value of the Armor of Fate was far greater than the set Alex gave to Ryan.
But the armor and sword on Ryan were given by the Guide.
He was clearly the first to return to the Imperium, the first to know the Guide, and he worked with the Guide to pull the shattered Imperium back on track.
Why did the Lion have armor and a sword, but he didn't?
Seeing Guilliman's gaze, Alex thought to himself, "This was a bit of a miscalculation."
After speaking, he told Cortana to call The Great Angel Sanguinius as well, to discuss Konrad Curze's matter together.
During the Second Empire, these two guys didn't cause trouble, and the The Great Angel must have played an indispensable role.
If these two brothers continued like this,
Alex felt that the Guilliman Great Rebellion and the Lion Great Rebellion would break out sooner or later.
Sanguinius, along with the Players like Two Dragon Souls, was searching for soul fragments and had no urgent matters.
After a short while, Sanguinius's radiant figure appeared in the projection.
Sanguinius was indeed a Primarch; he sensed that the atmosphere was off as soon as he came online.
He immediately saw the armor on Ryan and the resentful look on Guilliman's face.
Combining this with the news he had heard before, Sanguinius immediately guessed most of the story.
The The Great Angel glanced at Guilliman and Ryan, then at Alex, who was looking at him for help.
"Ryan, that armor is really good."
"I didn't expect the Guide to have such craftsmanship; it's truly surprising."
Alex: "..."
They all said the The Great Angel was golden on the outside but black-hearted on the inside.
He never believed it before, but today he had truly experienced it.
He called him up to help put out fires and cool things down, not to fan the flames.
Seeing Guilliman's face growing darker, Sanguinius spoke again,
"I wonder if the Guide could also forge such a set of armor for me and Guilliman."
"Of course, if the Guide finds it troublesome, I don't need my set; just forge one for my brother, Guilliman, first."
"He's fighting on the front lines, facing Chaos and Xenos, and is prone to danger. As for me, I'm not even considered a living person right now, so whether it's dangerous or not doesn't matter."
Alex stared wide-eyed at Sanguinius.
I remember I transmigrated to Warhammer!
Not Dream of the Red Chamber!
Why does this sound like Lin Daiyu saying, 'If I make my brother difficult, then it's my fault'?