This is our Warhammer journey

Chapter 12 Tell Mom We Might Not Be Able to Come Home for Dinner Tonight
"What happened?"

Arthur rushed forward immediately, but the escaping psychic lightning had no effect on him.

He grabbed Ramses and looked at his face, but could only see white nothingness.

Could it be that he was caught by some evil god?

Facing Arthur's worried eyes, the Thousand Son's confused eyes focused, and then Ramses opened his mouth.

He held out his hand, and the voice echoed through the sanctuary, a timbre that had resonated in the ears of all since time immemorial.

"v me 50."

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Arthur withdrew his hand expressionlessly, Romulus resisted the urge to blow his dog head off with melta, and Karna put away the power spear that was ready to be thrown at any time with an expression of "I knew it", and then transferred his points one after another.

"Ah—alive."

Ramses heaved a sigh of relief right after receiving these quantified souls. He turned his staff and tapped the hull lightly. An unknown pulse spread outward along the metal, and the flesh and blood on the ground began to turn into fragmented dust and disappeared into the air.

At the same time, Arthur and others sensed a mysterious link dragging them from the subspace to another realm.

Then a feeling of weightlessness rose from the soles of my feet, and all the objects inside the Navigator's Sanctuary entered a suspended state. Finally, at the same time, they fell to the ground under the pull of gravity inside the spacecraft.

Arthur stretched his ankles and felt that his perception of the safe house had not weakened at all.

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The armor covering the Navigator's Sanctuary was also cut open at this moment. Through the glass, the scenery outside the window was no longer the bizarre and dazzling scenery in the subspace, but a silent and deep starry sky.

Then, the Thousand Sons think tank wearing 30k cavalry armor also landed steadily on the ground.

"What's happening here?"

Arthur walked forward with his fists clenched, ready to punch the man on the head if he couldn't explain himself.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't be anxious, don't be anxious."

Ramses quickly raised his hands in surrender.

"Without my brother's reaction, we wouldn't be able to leave the warp even after the battleship disintegrated. A void whale just passed by the front of the ship. If I hadn't temporarily burned my soul to create a thicker shield, we could have become the boss of the Space Hulk dungeon right now."

".So what were you yelling about just now?"

Arthur also let go of his hand and raised his hand to his forehead in annoyance.

Those who didn’t know would think that Ramses was possessed by an evil spirit, which was terrifying.

"It got in my eyes."

Ramses wiped his visor in embarrassment.

"That Void Whale was quite large, blocking the light from the Astronomican. I accidentally confused the Emperor's true form with the light from the Astronomican. It almost blinded me."

As it turned out, it was just a false alarm.

".It seems you are in good shape and can even make a joke."

Romulus pulled up a chair and sat down.

"Why, you took fifty bucks from me but you don't treat everyone to a crazy Thursday."

The buttocks wrapped in electronic muscle bundles directly broke the armrests, and the difference between the small seat and the huge body seemed a bit funny.

No one cared and they all found the most comfortable position and formed a circle.

While the 40k universe isn't theoretically any better than abyssal space, it's still relatively safe. At least you don't have to worry about the road opening its mouth and biting you at any moment. "Oh, right, Crazy Thursday. Eat, eat whatever you want."

As he wished, a table full of cola and fried chicken appeared in the open space between the four of them.

Taking off his wizard mask, Ramses took a sip of Coke and looked at the three familiar yet unfamiliar companions around him, laughing heartily and enthusiastically.

"At least there are still people in this world who can pick up on this joke."

"Oh, that unfortunate fellow on the Golden Throne probably understands it too. Unfortunately, he can't get down. The past, present, and future are all welded to it, and he has to watch this cesspool get worse and worse."

Ramses seemed to be laughing in mockery, and then he started crying while laughing.

"Damn it, I'm alone, living in such a shithole. Have you seen those mutants? They're not human at all. And there are servitors. These things make me want to vomit."

"The people at the Navigator's Sanctuary are all consumables with their tongues cut out. Did you see the pile of minced meat on the ground? I didn't even realize they were all killed and sacrificed. And they're still talking about doing it for the Emperor? What kind of cult is this? These grooved things, why would I need them when I can burn demons?"

"It's already over four hundred centuries. How could humans be so shameless?"

As we all know, games are games. No matter what you do in the game, it is fake. Every action provides emotional value for you personally, so you don’t have to consider morality or reality in your operations.

But reality is reality, it is another matter.

When people drive in the city, they are very careful and give way to pedestrians. Before getting married and having children, they will think about whether they can provide enough conditions for their children. Everyone yearns for order and beauty. How could they really stand life in a place like the Warhammer world?

But since waking up, everything they see is raping their three views all the time.

Previously, in the Astra Militarum, Arthur and Romulus had deliberately ignored the nuns who were chanting scriptures and the servitors who were assisting the Astra Militarum in transporting logistical supplies.

They affirmed the faith of the sisters and admired the courage of the Astra Militarum, but they really couldn't stand those creatures with half a human face and couldn't tell whether they were human or not.

"It's okay, I'm not alone because you are here."

Ramses grabbed Arthur and Karna on the left and right, crying loudly.

Unlike many people who have lived a relatively ordinary and comfortable life in the past, Ramses, who can afford to play offline chess, can be said to be a super rich second-generation. Although they don’t meet offline many times, everyone knows how comfortable and wonderful his life is through daily chats.

Even Arthur missed his warm little home so much that he fell into a state of madness and didn't want to think as soon as he landed, let alone Ramses.

Such a person was thrown into a cesspool like the Warhammer world overnight. One can imagine the psychological gap he felt.

Patting Ramses' shoulder vigorously, Arthur sighed and grabbed a box of chicken nuggets.

Looking at the packaging above, Arthur opened the gas circulation system and then took a light sniff.

I analyzed the complex flavors contained in it in my mind, and this new experience was followed by an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Apart from his companions, the table of fast food in front of him was the only thing that Arthur felt familiar with since he traveled through time.

But
"Hey--"

Arthur put the chicken nuggets down.

This familiar creation was created by them just now with the help of a power that came from nowhere.

He raised his head and looked around.

The deep starry sky outside the porthole, the luxurious and unfamiliar decoration, and the four people wrapped in armor who no longer look like what they remembered.
Everything around them is constantly reminding them of a fact.

This is no longer the world they loved.

(End of this chapter)