Traveling through time, I'm making pancakes in Warhammer

A Chaos Space Marine walked out from the smoke and shadows, holding a plasma pistol in his right hand. White smoke rose from the plasma-overloaded barrel. It was this weapon that had just launched the attack, killing an Imperial Space Marine with one blow.

After killing the priest, the Chaos Space Marine fixed his gaze on Howard, looking down at the mortal before him. He sheathed his plasma pistol and drew his chainsword instead. The brutal power weapon roared, eager to tear at the flesh of the living.

run.

Howard heard a little man inside him screaming.

Do not!

But Howard's mind was as hard as rock, and he remained unmoved no matter how the villain cried.

Howard knew that at this distance, his chances of escaping the Space Marines were zero.

Now, if you want to survive, you only have one choice.

Howard bowed slightly to the Chaos Space Marine and said loudly, "Praise the Lord of Pleasure."

The Chaos Space Marine's chainsaw sword was slowly falling towards Howard, but after Howard said this, the chainsaw sword stopped.

"Huh-chi-"

Howard heard the Chaos Marine's heavy breathing again, and then the Chaos Marine turned and left. Before leaving, the Chaos Marine motioned for Howard to follow. Howard had no choice but to follow him.

The Chaos Marine took Howard out of the control room and walked towards a place far away from the gunfire. After walking in the darkness for an unknown amount of time, they arrived at the warship's observation deck. At this time, this place was completely controlled by the Chaos forces. It was full of Chaos believers wearing strange clothes, covered with tattoos and behaving crazy and weird. They shouted at Howard, but when the Chaos Marine cast his eyes on the crowd, they immediately shut up.

The situation outside the warship can be seen directly from the observation deck. Because they are now in the subspace, all Howard can see is the chaotic energy turbulence, and in the depths of the energy turbulence, there is a distant blue light.

That blue light was the subspace rift calculated by Om Messiah. If Howard had chosen to go to the hangar an hour ago, he might have returned to the real universe through that rift by now.

Howard retracted his gaze and followed the Chaos Space Marines towards the more severely corrupted area. As the corruption continued to deepen, the Chaos forces Howard saw were no longer just human believers.

Finally, the Chaos Marines led Howard to a door.

The iron gate slowly opened in front of Howard, and what appeared before him was a scene of decadence.

The other side of the door used to be a square where the Astra Militarum gathered, but now it has become a paradise for Chaos believers. Many Chaos believers and Warp Demons gather in this square. They play various 21g real-life games alone or in groups, and the captured Imperial members are the materials for their games.

At this time, the square was filled with screams, laughter, crying and groaning. Howard saw two banshees playing tug-of-war, and the rope used for tug-of-war was an imperial lady-in-waiting. But in the end, the two banshees could not determine the winner, because the lady-in-waiting was torn in half, and her intestines and internal organs were all over the ground. The Chaos believers who were squatting like dogs on the side immediately pounced on her and chewed her up, while the two banshees wrestled with each other because they could not determine the winner.

At this moment the Chaos Marine turned and ripped off Howard's helmet.

Without the protection of the helmet, the chaotic and crazy sounds in the square were instantly amplified several times in Howard's ears. At the same time, as the internal circulation was broken, the bloody stench in the square, mixed with the unsettling fragrance, choked Howard's nasal cavity.

Howard felt his stomach churning, but fortunately there was nothing in his stomach to vomit, so Howard held it in.

The Chaos Space Marine nodded to Howard, seeming satisfied with his reaction, so he continued to lead Howard forward, and then threw him into a corner.

The corner was filled with Imperial personnel who had lost their combat effectiveness. It could be seen from their eyes that they had completely lost their fighting spirit. Faced with the Chaos members who had run out of materials and came to get new "toys", they had no intention of resisting.

This is the "material library" of chaos.

The Chaos Marine had never intended to spare his life; he had brought Howard here simply to provide more entertainment for their party.

"Master..."

At this time, Om Messiah, who had been silent, sent out a message again.

Howard: "From your tone, I think there's no chance of survival?"

Ohm Messiah: "Master, according to my calculations, the probability of your survival is like taking a point on a line segment, and the distance from that point to the origin is exactly an integer. From a probabilistic point of view, it exists, but I can't find it..."

Howard laughed out loud as he heard his own death sentence.

Ohm Messiah: "Master, I'm sorry... I couldn't protect you. If a smile would make you feel better, how about I tell you another joke?"

"No, no, no." Howard shook his head: "I'm laughing at you."

"Me?" Ohm Messiah was puzzled.

Howard: "Because I have found a way that may allow me to survive, but you haven't found it. Does this mean that there are limitations?"

Ohm Messiah: "I'm sorry Master, I can't understand."

Howard did not answer Om Messiah's doubts. He took off his combat uniform and walked out of the area where the imperial personnel were detained.

But he walked very slowly and didn't seem to be trying to escape, so although the Chaos believers in the party noticed Howard, they didn't try to stop him. They all looked at this human curiously, wanting to see what he was doing.

So Howard walked into Chaos' party under the gaze of all Chaos and Empire members, and then walked all the way to the center area of the party before stopping.

His target was the demon at the center of the party, lying lazily on a bed of flesh and viscera.

That demon was obviously the leader of Chaos. He was larger than all the Chaos Demons present. He had four pairs of goat-like horns on his head. Although he was wearing armor, female features could still be seen from his upper body. He had rotten wings growing from both sides of his waist, and his body was covered with dazzling tattoos filled with the power of Chaos.

This demon did not join in the believers' decadent and crazy party. Before Howard walked up to him, he had been sipping the blood from the skull in his hand.

When he saw Howard walking towards him, he threw away his "wine glass" and sat up, then opened his arms and smiled slightly, saying, "Oh? Where did you come from, little cutie? Are you here to throw yourself into my arms?"

Howard saluted the devil, a gesture his dance teacher had taught him to show gratitude after inviting a lady to dance.

Howard: "Servant of the Lord of Pleasure, from the first moment I saw you, I was captivated by your perfect figure, so I came here to express my respects to you."

Howard had long seen that the warship was attacked by the evil god Slaanesh's men, and a major characteristic of Slaanesh's men is that they are vain and like to be praised.

Howard didn't really come to show his loyalty to Chaos, because he heard a few gunshots from time to time in the distance, which showed that the Empire had not been completely defeated.

As long as they are not completely defeated, there is a possibility of a comeback, so Howard did this to delay time as much as possible.

As expected, the demon was very pleased with Howard's impromptu vulgar and corny flattery. He covered his mouth lightly and smiled, "Very good, very good. As a reward for you, I will favor you alone."

Although this sentence sounded full of tenderness, Howard felt a chill in his heart when he heard it. He knew very well that when it came to lust, lust, the emphasis was never on "lust" but on "evil".

It can even be said that falling into the hands of Slaanesh's forces is basically the worst of all Warhammer endings. Slaanesh's followers will use countless superhuman and most dark and terrifying methods to torture their prey, and their extremely high pleasure threshold means that they can only fall asleep peacefully when listening to the most tragic cries of life.

So Howard suppressed his fear and continued, "Although you have experienced countless kinds of happiness, I think there is one kind of happiness that you have never experienced."

Howard's words aroused the interest of the demon, and he said "Oh".

So Howard finally straightened up, looked the demon straight in the eye and said, "That is the pleasure I can offer you."

Unexpectedly, after hearing Howard's words, the demon laughed out loud: "You are just an ordinary person, yet you dare to be so arrogant. You have indeed entertained me as a clown, but your clown career has come to an end."

After saying that, the demon waved his hand, and the two huge minotaurs saw their master's order and reached out to grab Howard. The hot and smelly breath of the minotaur hit Howard's face.