【Blood Ring (War and Honor)

Type: Rule-type artifact/semi-finished product/Accessory

Scope of use: Zhang Ke (bound to the current player)

Effect:

1. Blood sacrifice to the god of blood:

Restricted: Engage in a gladiatorial fight/war with an individual/group unit with a basic emotion: courage

For each complete battle (killing more than 80% of the total number of enemy units on the battlefield), the wielder of this item will be able to gain a bonus to Strength and Courage through a drain that does not require autonomous action, with a small chance of gaining a skill boost (depending on the level of glory, providing an additional experience bar bonus for skill proficiency), which is constant and can be continuously accumulated.

2. Cranial donation:

Limited: A standard post-war sacrifice is required

Every 10,000 Brave Souls can provide the wielder with 1 stack of Blood Fury bonus, and every 10 stacks of Blood Fury provide Strength (1% Temporary Bonus to Base Strength), Army Breaker (High Psychic Deterrence Damage), Source (Health Percentage Recovery Bonus), Battle Spirit (Cross Out)

3. Unfinished

Due to the blessing associated with the artifact's source, the artifact's negative effects have been removed.

Note: This effect is limited to the bound holder, and the use of non-holder units requires the sacrifice of 100,000 units of life to the blood god every day, and the related bonus effect is reduced to the original 1%, when the stealer has a fearful battle, retreat and other dishonorable emotions, it will attract the most severe punishment from the blood god! 】

After using the excuse that the sun was too much and he needed to recover quietly, Zhang Ke was given a closed space to be alone on Killiman's ship.

But Zhang Ke, who still didn't feel any security about this, left the starship room without the prying eyes of the outside world and appeared in a subspace filled with various negative energies.

Beyond the unobservable distance of the starship group.

When the three golden crows turned into the scorching sun to wrap themselves, Zhang Ke also took out the ring that the blood god forced into his hand.

The expected defense flavor chocolate did not appear, and under the Warhammer worldview, the evil god that symbolizes all violence really gave Zhang Ke a practical and useful pendant prop.

This thing is no less outrageous than Tzeentch, a symbol of lies and trickery, and tells a lot of truths for the first time.

And Zhang Ke looked at the effect of the props presented on his retina in physical data text after the game transformation.

His head was full of confusion.

No, big brother, are you really here?

Recalling the tirade that the transformed terror and abuse said to him under the observation of Shen Nian, Zhang Ke couldn't help but shudder.

It's hard to think about what the lame red fat man looks like after being naturalized to Heavenly Court, but before that, he was so straightforward that he was really not afraid that the other three would press it on the spot?

I don't understand, but Zhang Ke was shocked!

While thinking about it, Zhang Ke also threw the ring into the inventory and sealed it.

Although the danger of the Blood God's gift has been ruled out after being confirmed by the game, considering that he will have to go to Terra to meet the Emperor next, and even pull the golden-skinned guy from his golden toilet bowl that has not moved for 10,000 years, these creations of chaos can still be hidden.

Let's not mention what the blood god thinks for the time being, but at least the emperor is the lord of mankind worthy of affirmation, and his relationship with Kyushu is more intimate at the moment, there is no need to ruin the original harmonious atmosphere because of an evil god who doesn't know the truth or falsehood.

Then, when the guards who stayed on the starship to guard the door called, Zhang Ke also casually collected the three red suns surrounding him in his hands, and his figure crossed the distance in a flash, and returned to his room in the slight ripple of the shield position.

And his coming and going did not attract anyone's attention.

After all, in the voyage of subspace, in the face of Chaos' covetousness, these space marines have encountered even the most outrageous situation, and the slight shaking of the force field was only returned to the logbook by the personnel in charge of monitoring and sealed

At the same time, when Zhang Ke, led by several extreme fighters, went to the command room of the starship.

The sailing fleet also reached the intersection of space and reality, and after a flash of purple light, the battleships at the head of the row opened the passage to reality, and gradually passed through the shimmering space mirror.

'This is the Earth of Warhammer World?' ’

When the starship came from the subspace to the material universe, through the porthole protected by the ship's hull position, the first thing Zhang Ke saw was not the blue planet, but the countless warships and large structures suspended in the planet's orbit.

Surrounded by starships the size of a mountain range, the entire starry sky was like a parking lot.

But through the huge starry warships, a disc-shaped star warlord fortress the size of the moon can be quietly suspended in the rear of the fleet, and a blue round shadow looms behind it.

That's the Mountain Formation!

At the beginning, the command flagship of the Legion Imperial Fist and the home of the Wolf Regiment's warriors, under Killiman's introduction, Zhang Ke had a general understanding of the legendary history of this giant structure, but Killiman himself had been sleeping in a static position for 10,000 years, and he didn't know about the follow-up of the Mountain Formation as much as he did about the current Terra, so the topic only revolved around its glorious past.

In the meantime, Space Marines from Terra and members of the Inquisition are stationed on every ship in the fleet.

Thanks to the Great Rebellion of the Primordial Body, which took place 10,000 years ago, the arrival of a large fleet touched people's memories that were not good.

Now, even the return of the Empire's "Regent" Killiman cannot avoid strict interrogation and interrogation in every corner to ensure that the fleet remains absolutely loyal to the Empire.

Fortunately for the others, the data of the entire Ultramarines Legion is stored in the Empire's database, and even the original has some vague information.

But the censorship was still bumpy, and the most time-consuming part of it was Zhang Ke and his more than 700 personal guards.

The members of the Inquisition could not understand how the human race had grown to a height of three meters and possessed a superior physique stronger than that of the Astarte warriors without any surgical modification, especially since they were able to survive in the harsh environment of space by wearing a thin armor that had been abandoned in the 2K era and could not seal their bodies.

Even with the protection of warships, Warhammer World's warship life support system is not so friendly to mortals.

Surely this isn't a Chaos Demon in human skin?

But this can also be barely understood, after all, some of the old-fashioned forbidden troops on Terra can still have a stronger physique than the space marines without complicated transformations, and even some of them have old-fashioned armor that is very retro.

The guards can still refer to the template of the forbidden army, but Zhang Ke's existence is really brain-burning.

Weak to the point of being "skinny" than the poor people of Terra, wearing an unprotected aristocratic silk garment, they were not corrupted by chaos during the voyage of subspace, and if it weren't for the emperor's manifestation, there really wasn't a proper reason to explain what appeared before their eyes.

Unexpectedly, under the leadership of the ash cans of the Inquisition, a Martian sage who had completely transformed into a mechanical life wandered around Zhang Ke, and there was a large amount of data circulating in those electronic eyes:

"+The size specifications meet the Imperial skull standard, but I'm really curious how such a weak body can survive in an extraterrestrial environment+"

+ Offended, can I do a more detailed examination of your body? +”

"I don't mind personally, but before that you do, you might have to ask the Emperor if he agrees!"

Zhang Ke said, while the Martian sage looked at him, Zhang Ke's blood-colored eyes also looked at this mechanical life that had abandoned its human identity.

"+Emperor"

"+ Okay, I'll try to submit an opinion to get permission! +”

The sage hesitated for a moment, then said with some uncertainty.

Who in the empire does not know that since that rebellion, the emperor like the sun has been forever locked on the golden throne, and in the past ten thousand years, except for a very few loyalists who can occasionally get some cloudy hints and signs, until now, no one has been able to get a positive reply from the emperor.

Although, recently, there has been gossip that the emperor who is sleeping on the throne has a sign of awakening, but the rumors are just rumors.

Before the arrival of the Dark Ages, it was not easy for the Martian sages to meet him, let alone the Terra Palace, which was now heavily guarded by the forbidden army and the Inquisition.

If you refuse, you refuse, there's no need to beat around the bush like this, he's not a bigoted sage.

But. I'm still really curious!

Although the multi-party joint review team still had some doubts about Zhang Ke's existence, the loyalty review did not detect the inhuman accident, and with the guarantee of the original body, the former also successfully obtained the qualification to go to Terra to meet the emperor.

Thus, after changing the aircraft, Ke Zhang, Killman, and a small escort team of Grey Knights and Sisters of Silence sailed through the packages of the starships towards Terra.

On the way, Killeman looked at Zhang Ke with some curiosity, who was short in stature and synchronized in steps, but could often keep up with their speed:

"Especially, if this technique can be applied to battle, the chance of winning a war will increase by at least 3%!"

"Children's families, don't ask around!"

"You're just. Forget it, I think it's psionic and witchcraft or something, and I won't learn it if I give it to me."

When the group went through the scrutiny and finally entered the Terra Palace, it had been two days since the starship docked at the Terra spaceport.

Regardless of the current scorching environment of the Milky Way, from the perspective of sightseeing, Terra's architectural style of both technology and classical is quite good.

Provided, of course, that he doesn't emanate divine thoughts that envelop the entire Divine Terra.

On the level of the non-imperial core, among the nest capitals, the extravagant rulers, the harsh middle class, the low-level poor who survive on corpse starch in an environment worse than the sewers, and even more, in all corners of Terra, he smells the same smell as the Martian sage.

This smell had been exposed to by him in subspace before.

The human empire is in tatters, and it all depends on Tzeentch to mend it!

Although he found something, Zhang Ke didn't have the idea of reminding him.

It was not easy for him to be allowed to enter the palace, so he would not give himself any extraneous branches.

The problems within the empire should be dealt with only when its true master wakes up!

Silence is an eternal theme in the Royal Palace.

As we got closer to the palace where the throne was located, the number of inspections and the number of guards around them increased, with hot melt guns in a state of activation at any moment, and chainsaw weapons firmly grasped by their owners.

In a dense clatter of gears, the huge portal like a city gate slowly opened, and it seemed as if you were in the vault of a bank, and everything in the floor tiles, walls, columns, and palaces reflected the light of gold.

When the eyes adjusted to the dazzling gold, the golden throne at the innermost end of the hall, shrouded in a static position, also came into view.

A huge corpse was emaciated to the point of being only skin and bones, leaning on the throne, dense with pipes all over his skull and spine, and from time to time a little golden brilliance could be seen in these pipes, and countless skeletons were piled up at his feet, almost completely enveloping the giant's legs.

And the most shocking thing is that on the corpse's thin chest, a hideous scar that almost cuts open the entire chest cavity and abdomen, through the pitch-black and huge gap, some dry and shrunken internal organs and broken spine can be faintly seen.

And when the eyes focused on the tragic state of the corpse, and felt shocked or saddened by it, the corpse that was facing the front quietly writhed towards the gate and cast a hollow gaze.

Zhang Ke, who was the first to notice this scene, raised his eyebrows, bowed and said, "On behalf of Heavenly Court, I greet you!" ”

According to normal etiquette, he has to at least introduce his identity and status to show his respect, but whoever makes him have too many related names, so as not to annoy people, be more concise, anyway. The emperor will not be bothered by this.

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Ke walked towards the throne under the gaze of countless people.

During this time, Killiman tried to reach out to stop him, but the Terminator armor that used to be driven by his arms seemed to be rusty, and even if his teeth were about to be crushed, he could not lift his right arm even a bit, and the same movement was performed by the soldiers of the Praetorian Army and the Inquisition.

Different from Killiman's gentle strategy, the first thought that came to their minds was to solve this heresy who dared to offend the emperor!

But it's one thing to think in your heart, it's another thing to be able to put it into action.

When they were driven by anger and wanted to make an offensive move, they were horrified to find that their hands were as heavy as mountains, and the power armor on their bodies made an overwhelming shattering sound in a slight tremor like rusty scrap metal, and even the psionic power, the invincible spell had lost its effect at this moment.

Invisible chains imprison their limbs and seal their will.

In the end, the thousands of warriors and psionics from various legions inside and outside the temple could only watch as the blasphemous gnome entered the throne and entered the static position as if through a curtain of water.

Not even a force field capable of stopping time could slow down this heresy.

In the anger of thousands of people, the thin figure suddenly rose from the ground, and the flesh and blood expanded rapidly as if it had blown air.

In the blink of an eye, it was level with the throne, and at that moment, the sinful palm reached into the scar on the emperor's chest, clutching something in the broken body.

"Got it!"

Under the groping of only feelings, Zhang Ke found the remnants of chaotic divine power in the dried heart, stomach pouch, pancreas and bladder, and one by one the cunning or irascible forces tried to unite to give Zhang Ke, an alien intruder, a little color, but their strength was consumed too much when they killed this body, and the ensuing long-term tug-of-war consumed what little they had left.

Even in the meantime, their sources have been replenished more than once.

But even if the emperor has been dead for 10,000 years, it is still difficult for the tentacles of the subspace to penetrate into the sacred terra too much.

I made it up, but it was very limited.

Under the resistance of the chaotic divine power, Zhang Ke's ears sounded countless charming, or lazy consolations and threats, but he only grabbed his hair with his free left hand and lifted it up an inch, and the small sound was difficult to hear in his ears.

Golden copper branches grew out of nothingness, crawling along the palms of his hands, and quickly turned into a cage that imprisoned the escaped divine power.

When Zhang Ke's arm was taken out of the wound on his abdomen, a relieving sound was clearly remembered in his ears, but immediately after that, a fist-sized round sphere was stuffed into the ruptured stomach pouch, and the corpse's calm face twisted violently.

At the beginning, there was also a nine-turn golden pill that was sent to Zhang Ke together with the gold leaf, which was different from the ones that Zhang Ke had eaten, although it was also a high-end product refined by Lao Jun himself, but it removed the original immortal ascension ability of the golden pill, and the effect was all biased towards resurrection and flesh remodeling.

Although there is no civilization-specific indoctrination because of the special version, in the process of remodeling, the gadgets on the emperor's body that belong to technological transformation are difficult to preserve.

"It may hurt a little, but it's the first time, just bear with it!"

It will take some time for the resurrection of the emperor's side, but the four gods in the subspace may not be willing to see him healed, even if Zhang Ke does not spread his divine thoughts, he can feel the sudden thick subspace aura around him, so while relaxing Cangyu's restraint on the crowd behind him, he himself turned into a rainbow light and shot straight towards the back of the throne, directly leading to the entrance of the network channel.

"Heretic, what have you done!"

The Grey Knight's angry roar echoed through the palace, but he was greeted by a withered, shrunken arm.

When the dead corpse is gradually rejuvenating in a time-rewinding way, and the flesh and blood on the body spit out metal parts from the body as if it has life, people's emotions are also quietly changing.

Wrath?

Fear?

Glad?

People with different identities have different emotions, but all thoughts are forcibly suppressed under the threat of a hot melt gun pointed at each other, silently watching this magical and blasphemous scene.

"Boom!"

And at this moment, a pillar of fire erupted from behind the throne, and the backrest of the golden throne was instantly burned into flowing golden water, and the emperor who had just recovered a little vitality was burned and lost his long hair, and the mischievous flames danced on the smooth scalp, and the eyes of the newborn were full of helplessness.

And looking at the emperor who was burned, the angry warriors once again let out a roar of "heresy".

(End of chapter)

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