Listening to the powerful creatures that want to invade their Warhammer Kingdom, they know so much about the Gate, they are like one of the controllers and participants behind the scenes!

As a result, the entire Iron Fist people, especially the strongest leader, were dumbfounded!

But the guy was furious.

"Hmph, no matter how well you know us, or even our weaknesses, so what? You should know that we are strong, we can fight you off with absolute superiority, or solve it, right? ”

"Oh? Do you think more people will win me? It's ridiculous......" Ming suddenly sneered, it seems that what they think is powerful has made them swell, right?

Then, he doesn't mind unleashing more powerful forces and directly exile them into the endless abyss, either fear, or rise to fight, haha......

So, Ming stopped talking nonsense, directly took out the sword of the demon bone, and gently swiped at them, and the endless darkness descended directly, devouring them frantically.

"What?"

The men of the Iron Fist were shocked, this power seemed to be very dark and terrifying, even if they were decisive warriors, they also felt extremely frightened at this moment.

"Not enough? Then let's do it again! Seeing that they were still running away, the power of the communication abyss was definitely not enough, so he picked up the sword in his hand again, and with a slight stroke, another huge crack in the communication abyss was created.

At this moment, these warbands, which are called the most powerful warbands in the empire, did not show any release of strength at all, and they were especially devoured by the endless darkness.

After all, the difference in strength between the two is too great, these guys are just the strongest legion in the Warhammer Empire, but in the face of the power of darkness, how can they compete? At least this is the will of the underworld, this is the resistance of hundreds of billions of insects, isn't it?

Moreover, not to mention, this dark power can swallow up the entire universe, what is a mere 100,000 legions? In the face of the devouring of the abyss, even a strong person like Hades will be devoured without the Demon Bone Sword in his hand!

Next, Hades does not care about the two big cracks of darkness, in short, it will continue to devour the universe, and the big darkness will become more and more terrifying, and even with the passage of time, the surrounding stars, and even the farther stars will be swallowed!

Therefore, the underworld will not care about these things, it is better to start from the new darkness, one day there will be a new universe in the darkness to replace this energy resource has exhausted the universe space.

And not long after the underworld continued to advance, he encountered a group of men with machetes in their hands.

They are extremely powerful, and they wear armor that matches the material, and they seem to be able to withstand powerful impacts.

"You wiped out the Iron Fist of our Empire? Haha, those idiots, I know ......"

One of them was bald, with a forty-meter machete in his hand, and roared.

"Who are you? Selling watermelons? ”

"Phew, we're cannibalizers, crazy thugs who cannibalize the world and eat everything!"

"Oh? Genogen warriors again? Hehe, I'm going to uncover your bodies this time! ”

And in the memory of the underworld, there is indeed all the memory of the encroacher.

Is that...... Of all the Star Marine legions founded by the Emperor and reconquered the galaxy during the Great Expeditionary Age, the most feared is the Cannibalizer.

In the midst of bloody invasions and the most vicious battles, the "Encroachers"

The name is undoubtedly synonymous with chilling mass gore and fear.

The origins of the Encroachers are located in a star around the Earth, at the bottom of a dungeon with a sturdy library.

On the bloodstained dossier, the fate of those who escaped to the cursed path is recorded;

Even just mentioning their names runs the risk of insanity.

There are many infidels, insults, and tyrants whose names defile the pages, but among the many cursed souls, the first is the genoplasm of the Space Marine Encroachers.

The unknown part of the original saga is incomplete, so it is difficult to know the truth that lies behind its dark saga.

It is not known how the Encroacher separated from the Emperor when it was created, the name of the planet he later made home on, or even where it was or whether it still exists.

But it has been recorded that in a hierarchical world, the elite who rule the world are drunk and die within the high walls, and the poor huddled in the surrounding slums are starved of food and clothing.

In order to distract the masses from the bleak sorrow of the day-to-day period, the ruling class of the planet often held death matches in huge arenas, where mechanically enhanced gladiators fought to the death to the delight of the masses. It was in this world that he was eventually discovered, but there is no record of how he got there.

In any case, this is a thing of the past, and it is known that the encroacher was accidentally discovered by a slave owner:

He was on a mountain to the north, covered in blood, with dozens of xenomorphic corpses lying next to him.

In the fragments of history, it is not stated what race these alien creatures are, but many imperial scholars believe that it should be the Spirit Race, and it is estimated that they foresaw the future of this genetic prototype and came to attack.

The original Eater was badly wounded but still alive, and the slave owner found that his injuries were healing quickly, and concluded that he must be an invincible warrior.

Originally, the Encroacher was brought back as slaves for treatment, and biological neural organs were implanted under the cerebral cortex.

These relics of Dark Age technology can enhance a warrior's strength and murderous aura in battle, turning him into a mad killer.

The original cannibalizer was taken to the capital, where his potential as a gladiator was soon discovered and sold to the city's largest and most invested gladiatorial arena.

Thousands of mechanized gladiators lived in the small cages under the gladiatorial arena, and he also lived among them.

However, just a few months later, the Encroacher Primordial earned a bloody respect for its fearsome skill and strong sense of martial honor.

He killed hundreds of fighters in heads-up and group fights, but did not harm those who fought equally well.

He was faithfully worshipped by a group of desperate people;

On the surface, he enjoyed the life of a gladiator, but he was always looking for an opportunity to escape from slave life.

He is a headache slave, a natural defiance of authority, and has tried to break out of the arena's dungeons several times.

However, these fighters were heavily guarded, and there were heavily armed guards on duty at all times, so every attempt failed.

In less than a few years, his fame spread to every corner of the planet, earning him deep respect as a fearsome killer.

Thousands of people flocked to watch him fight, and under his guidance the gladiators became more and more terrifying, and eventually the warriors of the other gladiatorial arenas could not compete with them at all.

After another failed prison escape, the Encroacher finally understands that he can't escape alone.

His indomitable spirit and training methods had already made him a respected leader among gladiators.

With the biggest deathmatch on the planet just around the corner, the Encroacher Primordial begins plotting his most daring prison escape.

As a result, in this series of matches, the Plasma Eater was allowed to fight every gladiator in the arena, and at the climax the crowd cheered and poured into the arena.

The followers of the Encroacher Prototype quickly turned to the guards and slaughtered in their own way.

They suffered heavy casualties in the face of heavily armed soldiers, but about 2,000 managed to escape into the city, stealing the weapons and supplies they needed to move into the mountains.

The army of the Encroacher Primordial has made a foothold on the highest peak of the northern mountain range, close to the place where he had been discovered by the slave owners years ago.

The rulers of the planet then sent their armies to suppress the fugitives, but they sadly underestimated the slave legions of the Encroachers.

Within a few days, the once-mighty army had been slaughtered, and all the weapons and equipment had been abandoned to the slaves, leaving only a pitiful number of survivors to flee back to the city.

In the years that followed, similar armies were sent to destroy the slave armies of the Encroacher Primordials, only each one was defeated, sliced to pieces by the near-pathological fury of these mechanically strengthened warriors.

But attrition and famine continued to lengthen the list of slaves to be killed, and soon they were less than a thousand.

On a mountain called Alpine Iron Pressure, when night fell, the Encroacher Prototype was surrounded by at least five well-armed armies, and it seemed that the slaves' rebellion had finally come to an end.

Even this genogen can't withstand such a number of enemies, and his end will come in a few days.

Perhaps it was around this time that the Emperor was attracted to this planet by the aura of spiritual power emitted by this genetic primordial. The Emperor watched the Encroacher Prototype in the shadows, proudly seeing him leading his slaves in a bloody battle.

Now he has descended to the surface of the planet, promising to lead his army of Space Marines as the Encroacher Primordial, and to have a place at the Emperor's side.

The cannibalizer was original, but refused.

This is where he stays, with his slave comrades, and only death can leave him alone.

The Primordial Encroachers and their slaves dug their graves at night, which meant that their enemies would rather die than surrender.

The Emperor realized that even though the Encroacher Prototype was a genetic Prototype, it would inevitably die in the upcoming battle, he moved his ship to a low orbit and teleported the Encroacher Prototype away.

The leaderless slaves were defeated, and the next morning they were slaughtered by the combined forces of the planet's rulers. In space, while the Great Expedition was still underway, the Encroacher Prototype later accepted the leadership of the Encroacher, but he was always concerned about the Emperor's abduction of him from his planet, as he considered it a betrayal of his martial arts.

Knowing that psychosurgery can be effective in bringing out the power of a warrior, the Encroacher Primordial ordered the Encroacher's technical warrior to replicate the implant in his own skull as a template.

It's just that the technology has long been lost, and the early copies of the prototypes are not reliable at all, often inducing the loss of receptor control and unstoppable mental madness.

Later, the technicians were able to create a functioning implanted organ that would stimulate fighting spirit and strength, and implant it into the entire army of Encroachers.

The initially reinforced units were very successful, quickly becoming a terrifying force and earning the respect of others.

The encroachers showed no mercy, only a bloody death from the final blow of the chain axe.

There have been many references to the collective surrender of entire galaxies in order to avoid destruction by the wrath of the encroachers.

But the Legion's use of psychosurgery on recruits was well known, and it was only a matter of time after all.

During the infamous massacre in that city (the entire planet was wiped out in one night), the Emperor blamed the cannibalizers and ordered them to cease the use of this implanted organ.

The Encroacher Protoplasma paid little heed, ordering the Techno Warriors to continue the process until nearly every Space Marine in the Legion had undergone surgery.

Bloody scenes became more and more a tradition for the Legion, with carnages following every galactic scene, and it became very common for Space Marines to compete in battle.

Many of the genetic protogenesis brothers of the cannibalizer did not hide their worries about the emperor, and now the human emperor has made a fatal mistake.

He sent the Iron Fist Primordial, the most trusted of all the Genotypes, to meet the Encroacher Primordial, a spiritual master who had been corrupted by the forces of Chaos before the Emperor knew it.

What H saw in the original body of the Eater was a warrior trapped by grief and resentment, and of course there was no need to make any more efforts to add fuel to it and exaggerate the emperor's betrayal of him.

He portrays the Emperor as a coward who desperately needs to be replaced, saying what he wants to hear most about the Primordial Eater, so when the Great Spirit Master finally raises the banner against the Emperor in the First Galactic Civil War, the Encroacher Primordial Smashes the Eater with the Sons of the Great Spirit Master.

The brutality and terror of the enemies who once visited the Emperor were now delivered to the Empire itself by the Encroachers.

The Encroachers charge forward in every battle, fighting in the bloodiest assaults, preferring to tear their enemies apart with hand-to-hand combat rather than long-range fire.

They carved a river of blood into the galaxy to Earth, drank the blood of the stabbers, and plucked the heads of their enemies in the name of their new masters, the bloodthirsty gods.

Records of the encirclement of Earth on Earth show that the Encroacher broke through the walls of the Imperial Palace, and the Encroacher Primordial rushed ahead wielding his shining runestone sword.

They have achieved a great harvest of flesh and blood on Earth, but the final victory is still not with them. Knowing that the Dark Angel and the Space Wolf were rushing back to Earth, the Great Spirit Master made a desperate attempt to end the siege and lowered the shield of his ship to provoke and lure the Emperor to come.

The emperor fought to the death and ushered in a battle that would determine the fate of the galaxy.

The battle between the two exhausted all means—physical, spiritual, and spiritual—and finally the Emperor defeated the Great Spirit Master, but also paid a heavy price.

Unable to restrain the Great Betrayer, the armies of Chaos were torn apart and fled from the earth.

The Native Eater was the last to leave, leading the Eater into the depths of the Eye of Fear.

Although the battle was lost, the war continued; He and his warriors are always looking for a chance to get revenge.

However, it was later cleansed

At the beginning of the Great Expedition, the Emperor's realm continued to be pushed by his genetic protogens.

Many planets welcomed the arrival of the Emperor's army, but there were also some who were very stupid enough to resist.

Orr is a highly technologically advanced world, separated from the Empire for centuries.

The Emperor's envoy arrived in Orr to persuade him to return, but was brutally executed in a gesture of assertion for his independence. Orr's military power is so strong that the honor of restoring peace can only be shared by three legions, the Lunaris Wolves, the Ultramarines, and the Encroachers.

The Emperor's War Commander, the Great Spirit Division, commanded the armies, and the armies of the Encroachers under his masterful leadership soon surrendered, leaving only one castle still in the hands of the enemy.

The Imperial army laid siege to the castle, but peace took much longer than the Encroacher would have liked, and he hoped to leave the place in pursuit of more glory.

In order to end the siege as quickly as possible, he bombarded the fortified walls of the castle from satellite orbit and ordered the Angron Encroacher Primordial and his Encroachers to storm the breach and kill the enemy leader.

The castle's walls were forged by Dark Age technology, so even a week-long bombardment could only open a gap. The Encroacher Prototype drove the Encroacher up the wall, immediately inviting a rain of lasers and turrets, but the Encroacher was undaunted, and the mountain of corpses served as a bunker for them to reach the top of the wall.

Once inside the walls, eager to fight, the Space Marines wielded their chain axes and destroyed everything that came their way. The frightened wails of the people as the encroachers ransacked the castle echoed through the ancient halls for a day and a night.

When the original part of the cannibalizer came out of the morgue, there was not a single living mouth inside.

When the Ultramarines enter the castle to sweep the castle, they are shocked by what they see. The castle's inner chambers and dome resemble a madman's slaughterhouse, littered with broken corpses and a disgusting stench.

No one is immune; All living things were slaughtered by the furious nibbyers.

When the shocked Ultramarines left the castle, the Wolf of the Moon Shadow and the Encroachers had long since left, and the only way to garrison the Ultramarines before the arrival of the Imperial Army was to have the Destroyer Primordial slaughtered and confronted his brother Genoplasm, and the rebellion broke out.

The Encroacher Primordial Spits on what they had done to the Emperor

The home star of the Encroacher Primordial is still clouded to this day.

After the rebellion ended, the Encroachers fled into the Eye of Fear, and the legion soon degenerated into a small group of wandering Chaos Apostates. As such, they don't have any specific base or home planet, and each armed force does its best to reach for what it can reach.

But Ren the Encroacher only wants to do one thing: kill enemies in melee combat for the sake of their homeland, and take off their heads.

In this extreme mood, the Legion kicked the ranged weapon away and picked up the chain axe and pistol.

The thirst for blood and slaughter became the overriding need of the Eaters, who rushed across the battlefield every time they entered the battle, screaming the name of their homeland and leaving all strategy and tactics behind in their thirst for flesh and blood.

These shouting madmen are warriors who are furious in battle until they die in battle, knowing that their homeland welcomes not only the blood of their enemies, but also their own.

Indeed, it is said that the creed of the encroachers is either victory or death.

Kim is as cursed and feared among the Eaters, and is a legend among all those who kill in the name of the Bloodthirsty God.

Kim earned the title of traitor in the demon world with a brilliant slaughter.

Here, the Encroachers clash with the Emperor's Son, making contact with cities with lightning and thunder, dark rocks and ice all over the stars, and eventually the Encroachers are torn apart.

Cities fell one after another in the ravages of the Encroachers, and the flowers of flesh and blood fluttering through the streets were like flames and thunderbolts that cut through the sky.

Although the fighting continued in a furious rage, the frozen night was approaching, causing casualties to all those outside the bunker.

Time and time again, the elect pounced on the Emperor's son, slaughtering their vengeful enemies until the darkness of the night forced them to halt their attacks.

The city was wiped out by a bitter icy wind that swept through the deep ravine, and both sides took refuge in bunkers to escape the deadly cold.

The Legion halted its attack, and one of the leaders named Kim yelled at the sky to vent his frustration, demanding that he be allowed to go on a killing spree again.

Enraged by his companion's hiding in bunker when there were still enemies to kill, King raised a flamethrower and turned the blazing death to his fellow berserker; Those who tried to stand in his way were slain by his roaring chain axe.

He strode through the burning city, his blood-stained armor leaping with unnatural flames that scorched not only his enemies but also his allies.

The fire spread to the rest of the city, the legions tore themselves to pieces, and the berserkers fought each other and the Emperor's son, who had few bunkers left. Jin's whole body was covered with flames, cutting a bloody path through the burning ruins, like a dead avenging angel, and like a living embodiment of the bloodthirsty god.

From that day on, the Encroachers ceased to be a legion, but split into small groups of berserkers, endlessly seeking death.

King now roams the eye of fear, like a vengeful angel who has died, the embodiment of a god soaked in blood and undefeated, with whom only the craziest warriors dare to fight—for few of those who do so are lucky enough to survive.

After that, they built a huge organization.

Since the Expulsion into the Eye of Fear and eternally bound to the worship of the Encroacher's original body, the bloody rituals within, within have become more important in the daily lives of the Encroachers, using force to create a sea of blood in order to win their reward.

The fabled tactical organization of these Space Marines has been abandoned, and the ensuing years of fighting have washed them away without a trace. As more and more Legion officers and leaders become demonic seducers, or become power-seeking Chaos warriors, the last shred of discipline and organization is left behind.

During the mad night in the demon world, the leader of the original cannibal body named Jin turned his weapons on his fellow cannibalizers, and the legion tore itself apart in a day of slaughter, becoming a small group of wandering apostates, endlessly seeking to fight and die.

These small groups vary from a single leader to a few small squads to company sizes with inexplicable destructive power.

The leader of these marauders will work for any Chaos Lord who is assembling troops, with the only requirement being to make blood splatter in the name of the Golden Eater Original.

But even a Chaos Lord must always be on their toes lest their own head be added to their list of heads.

Their credo is:

Cannibalizers believe in only one thing:

Splattered blood.

Their sole purpose was to kill and set fire in the name of their gods, and it didn't matter whether the blood came from their enemies, their comrades, or their own veins. What matters is that the pile of skulls under the brass throne of the cannibalizer protoplasm is getting bigger and bigger.

And their nucleus – the nucleus

Since countless millennia have been plundering outwards from the eyes of fear, the cannibalizers' genetic nuclei have been irretrievably contaminated. Many suspect that the genetic nucleus of the cannibalizer protoplasma has been contaminated from the beginning, and that the cannibalizer has been cursed since the day it was born. that

He brought up the known history of the Encroacher Prototype, believing that if the signs were detected early, there was hope that the Legion could be saved.

Whichever side is right, the cannibalizers' space marines have a physical thirst for blood and killing, and it is this that drives them into blood-thirsty insanity.

The desire to kill is so strong that the cannibalizers end up killing each other when there are no enemies to satisfy their bloodlust.

So......

Like this excellent genetic prototype, it's really a good thing, I feel very lucky today, I don't know what kind of terrifying thing will hatch after combining with the genes of insect creatures, after all, powerful creatures are still honed from time to be interesting.