The Bizarre Adventures of the Oil Man, but Starting with Warhammer 32K

They had originally considered Leon a Mechanicus sage who had transcended vulgarity and stood by the ultimate wall. But now, his identity had been elevated to a higher level, becoming even more unfathomable.

Leon noticed their gazes, but he didn't want to discuss them right now. He simply clapped his hands, drawing the attention of all the Astartes.

"The mission isn't over yet. Move on! We're going to destroy the altar!"

The others finally woke up from their dream after being reminded by Leon. They began to burn everything related to Chaos here and began to lay explosives in the nest.

The Great Daemon of Tzeentch, who had devoured all the evil power and souls of Nurgle's followers, had done them a great favor. The warriors, who had originally had to be vigilant and eliminate the remaining Nurgle followers, were now able to devote themselves to the destruction work.

Leon took the opportunity to touch the opened subspace rift. The subspace rift did shrink an inch for a moment after he touched it, but it soon returned to its size under the stimulation of the ritual.

Leon looked at the subspace crack that was expanding slowly but steadily with regret, realizing that although his physique was special, it was not omnipotent.

There is still a lot of magic power in the entire nest that was converted from the sacrifice of Nurgle believers. If he wants to use his own physique to close the warp rift, he must first use up or dispel the remaining energy here.

The Tzeentchian Daemon's warning to wait wasn't just a harsh word. Several smaller blue and pink Horrors had already emerged from the Warp rifts into reality. They launched a furious attack on the well-prepared Astartes, only to be mercilessly sent back into the Warp with their bolters, where they would resurrect.

The fear monsters were a little frightened, but they heard the merciless scolding of the Great Demon Tzeentch from behind the gap, and the fear monsters could only push and shove and continue to advance.

The demons attempted to use this method to consume the Astartes' ammunition, but after deploying the bombs, the Astartes wanted to directly uproot the Lord of Change. With the orderly withdrawal of the Astartes, the Tzeentch army finally gained a foothold in the real universe.

Relying on the countless low-level demons in front to help him hold the line, the Great Demon Tzeentch proudly poked his head out from the gap again.

"I said I'd be back!"

But he looked left and right and couldn't see Li Ang.

"You're not even in Covenant Harbor. Where the hell are you?!"

Feeling his emotions being toyed with, the Tzeentchian snarled and furiously searched the entire underground lair, only to find a pile of ticking melta bombs.

The flames of the explosion illuminated the mutilated and distorted face of the Lord of Change: "Mechanical Priest, I'll fuck you..."

His figure and voice were buried by the crumbling ruins. The strange warp ritual was destroyed by pure physics, losing its foundation.

The warp rift began to shrink, and the psychic energy that no longer operated according to specific rules was released violently, forming a blue light column that reached the sky above the destroyed nest.

Everyone in the hive witnessed this astonishing sight, watching with trepidation as almost everyone gathered at the God-Emperor's Cathedral. A few psykers on the planet sensed Tzeentch's presence, but they were ordered by the Governor's Office to remain silent.

The Governor's steward, Aishe, stood in front of the French window of the Governor's Mansion, admiring the beam of light that reached the sky. In his eyes, this energy was the crystallization of his wisdom.

He secretly supported the followers of Nurgle, who were the mortal enemies of Tzeentch, and deceived the planetary governor, who then deceived the Astartes. Ultimately, the Astartes slaughtered those followers of Nurgle and offered their souls to the great Fate Shaper...

His plan is ingenious and interconnected!

He raised his hands high and eagerly announced his success: "I will give my all..."

"Ayesh, look what you've done!"

A thunderous roar rang out in his mind, and Ayesh recognized the voice; it was the Lord of Change who had collaborated with him.

"Hey? What happened?"

He still hasn't figured out what happened.

"Look for yourself! If you have any brains left!"

The blue beam that had once soared into the sky grew fainter as the last wisp of spiritual energy was exhausted, and finally vanished into thin air. The common people gathered in the Divine Emperor's Cathedral cheered, and under the guidance of the priests, they regarded it as a great miracle from the Divine Emperor, who had dispelled the threat for them.

Aiash stared at the dissipating beam of light in astonishment. He could only ask, "You failed?"

"You should ask what kind of opponents you found for me!"

"Just some Astartes?"

"Just?"

The Tzeentchian Daemon roared, "You have one last chance, Ayesh! It was I who granted you the chance to escape your role as a steward and gave you that extraordinary knowledge! Do not fail again, or I will devour you first!"

"But my lord, didn't you say you were one of Tzeentch's most treacherous servants? As long as you were there, any plan would be perfect. I still remember when you announced your name..."

The Great Demon of Tzeentch touched his mutilated face and said, "Get lost!"

His voice vanished from Ayesh's mind, leaving him alone, bewildered. The butler hesitated for a moment, then let out a long, foul breath.

"I haven't lost yet."

Having made up his mind, Ayesh turned and left. He knocked on the door of the Governor's room and found Governor Egrim playing with the maid in an "artistic" way.

Facing the governor whom he once looked down upon, Ayesh bowed deeply.

"My Lord, our plan—although it's still within my control, there may be a small variable..."

"variable?"

Egrim, who was in high spirits, was disturbed. He waved his hand in frustration and dismissed the maid who was smiling coquettishly.

"You must give me an explanation, Ayesh. Your previous excellent performance is no excuse for disturbing me now."

A hint of disgust flashed in Ayesh's eyes.

But he collected himself well: "My Lord, this is truly a matter of great importance. Those Astartes have partially sabotaged our plans. They have disrupted the great ceremony of sacrificing the corrupted believers to the Lord of Pleasure..."

"Ayesh!"

Egrim slammed the table and stood up. "You clearly promised that everything was going according to plan!"

"I risked my life to lure those Space Marines to the Underhive, and this is how you repay my efforts?!"

The butler lowered his head even lower. "Yes, yes, my lord... but we haven't completely deviated from the plan. This is all still within my plan."

It's a lie, but it's not a lie.

Egrim didn't know that he had already attached himself to the great god of trickery. In the eyes of this governor, he was still just a small steward who worked for him.

A wave of greenskins swept across the Empire, the Orks' armies bearing down on the Throneworld. The long-established human Empire, having long concentrated most of its resources on further expansion, was unable to confront the immense threat suddenly emerging from within its borders. The Solar Segmentum couldn't even muster a fleet capable of confronting the Orks head-on.

The nobles of the neighboring world of Terra were all in a panic. They sold their property just to buy a ticket to Terra - that was the safest place in their eyes.

But Aiyesh was different. In his eyes, this was his chance to rise!

Ayesh has served the Host family for too long, long enough for him to have other ideas.

He has served this family for nearly a hundred years. He knows the family's secrets, at least more than the young man who has just taken over as the head of the family.

If he could have taken down Egrim, he would have been outdone by this womanizing governor. With Covenant Harbor as his base, he would have accomplished something unimaginably great!

But this was a betrayal he couldn't voice. All he could do was go to the church in the dead of night to pray and confess his ambitions to the Divine Emperor. Unfortunately, no matter how devout he was, the Divine Emperor didn't give him any enlightenment or response.

"Every human being, including the Emperor, should be in his or her proper place."

The priest said, "All is as the God-Emperor wishes."

Oh, could it be that he has decided that I will stay in the position of housekeeper for the rest of my life?

I should have a broader stage!

When a demon who called himself Makkachen approached him, he agreed without hesitation. In return for his knowledge, Ayash had to devise a plot that would please the very beings of the Warp, including twists and turns, and sufficient souls to be sacrificed to the Warp through this plot.

This was no easy request, but it was not difficult for Ayesh. He quickly mastered some of the Warp's tricks through the demons and glimpsed through the flow of psychic energy the cosmic landscape that would be turned upside down in the Beast War, as well as a traitorous Inquisitor who was about to arrive at Covenant Port.

He made careful preparations for this.

The Governor he currently serves, Egrim, was originally no different from other nobles. This incompetent man who had recently taken over the family had hastily prepared private ships to retreat to Terra when he learned that the orcs were coming.

He originally wanted to bring Ayesh with him, but Ayesh, who had already planned to use this planet as a stage for a play dedicated to the Lord of Change, rejected the proposal.

He used the excuse that the family business on this planet needed someone to look after it until the very end, and presented himself as a loyal butler. The spineless Egrim was convinced, and before fleeing, he gave Egrim the management of the planetary governorship to Ayesh, abandoning the butler and running away.

But just as Ayesh was about to use his management power to achieve great things, Egrim returned.

The planetary governor, whose body had long been drained by alcohol and sex, looked frail, but he walked briskly, as if he had found a strong support in his heart. He summoned Ayesh and asked him, "Ayesh, do you know the history of our family?"

Ayesh certainly understood: "The great House of Hoster was given the power to rule Covenant Harbor by Emperor's Son Fulgrim himself..."

This name had long been taboo within the Empire, and was never mentioned within the Horst family, because Fulgrim, the Emperor's son, ultimately betrayed the False Emperor and fell into the arms of the Four Great Gods.

But this taboo has created Egrim's current confidence: "I dedicate this planet to Fulgrim in exchange for a ticket to the Chaos Realm!"

He proudly announced, "That place is much safer than Terra today!"

Ayesh was stunned for a moment, but when he realized what was happening, he almost laughed out loud.

Is there such a good thing?

The Governor's intervention in this drama dedicated to the Lord of Change took on a new dimension, yet Ayesh reveled in the change. He discovered that while the Governor claimed to embrace Chaos, he lacked understanding of the subject, offering only a few rituals that Ayesh had already mastered. He then ordered Ayesh to prepare the arrangements as quickly as possible.

Ayesh pretended to remain loyal to the Governor who had declared his allegiance to Chaos. Governor Egrim was a coward even when he joined Chaos, his only goal being to sacrifice some people and open a Chaos passage for himself to enter and exit.

But Ayesh would not let it go so easily. He lied that the ritual required more preparation and that Egrim needed to show more "sincerity" to ensure his position after joining Chaos.

With this two-pronged approach, he, the steward who already handled all the family affairs, naturally also took on the responsibility of preparing for the Chaos Ritual. After that, he used the name of the planetary governor to carry out his own plan.

Compared to the timid Egrim, Ayesh has greater ambitions - not only does he want to dedicate the planet to the God of Trickery in a dramatic finale, he also wants to take this opportunity to ascend to the position of Demon Prince.

For example, he chose Nurgle believers instead of mortals as sacrifices. He then used Space Marines to eliminate Nurgle believers, allowing these loyal warriors to become the facilitators of his plans. All of these were part of pleasing the Lord of Change so that he could complete his ascension.

But when the plan goes awry...

But it’s okay, he is the most loyal believer of the Lord of Change.

There was a possibility that his plan might go wrong, but it was unlikely that his plan would go wrong.

He just needed to change this huge goal into something more suitable for the current situation.

Facing the furious Governor, he humbly offered his thoughts: "My Lord, although our plan to sacrifice the Underhive and be accepted by the Lord of Pleasure did not succeed, the power of the High Heavens we accumulated has not completely disappeared because of this mistake."

Hearing that there was still hope, Egrim sat down and played with his fingers unconsciously: "What do you mean?"

"Those followers of the Corrupted Father are not the only sacrifices. If we can offer the powerful soul of Astartes..."

"Are you crazy?"

Egrim was shocked. "We are the only ones who can deal with the Astartes?"

To gain their trust, he had already sent a good number of his already limited planetary defense forces. Now they had very little armed force at hand, yet they were talking about going against the Astartes?

"Of course not. We can open a passage from the High Heaven to here and summon the High Heaven's divine army to help us!"

After hearing the butler's explanation, Egrim's expression didn't improve at all. He knew what those "divine armies" were called in the real universe.

That's called the devil!

After all, he was the governor in name only of the empire, and yet he was allowed to summon demons right under the nose of the Inquisitor?

Ayesh now saw Egrim's doubts and explained, "We control the Astropathic Tribunal. As long as we are the first to announce the presence of rebels on the planet and do not specify that we are fighting against the Astartes, no one will think that we have betrayed the Empire."

Egrim thought this made sense: "We can attribute the appearance of demons to the rebels. The Empire certainly won't react that quickly... but what about the Inquisitors?"

"We only need to get rid of one of them. Incidentally, Inquisitor Pavonis has been wanting to join the fleet for a while now, so let him bring us news of the rebellion on the planet."

Chapter 139 Different Purposes.

Admiral Lanson and half of his Solar Fleet arrived at Covenant Harbor just a moment after the Ork Battle Moon.

When the fleet of four battleships was forced to jump out of the warp prematurely due to abnormal gravity, he found that his position was slightly different from what the navigator had originally expected.

Although he was indeed in the Port Covenant system, he was not at Mandeville Point, which was closer to Terra, but appeared on the outer defense line of the system.

What greeted him was a huge orc fleet and a terrifying battle moon guarded by the fleet.

The defense array outside the galaxy was engaged in a fierce firefight with the Orc fleet. The beam of light spear that brushed past Lan Song's flagship startled the fleet that had not yet had time to restart its void shield.

Lan Song asked: "Why are we here?"

“But this is an opportunity!”

Looking at the Orc fleet engaged in a fierce battle with the Star Fortress, the fleet staff officer suggested: "The Orcs' attention is not here. We just need to reorganize the fleet and then we can seize the opportunity to charge in and directly destroy the Orcs' formation!"

"And then all four battleships are lost?"

Lan Song glanced at him.

“Only sacrifice is inevitable.”

The staff officer insisted that what he had learned from the Imperial Naval Academy made him believe that this was an opportunity not to be missed.

"You're right, but I can't be the one to be sacrificed."

Lan Song's fleet took the opportunity to reactivate the void shield and divination array. Under his orders, the entire fleet tried to move away from the center of the battlefield.

When the code of the Solar Fleet was identified, the colonel stationed at the Star Fort was full of hope. However, after seeing that the Solar Fleet was not providing support but was speeding away from the battlefield, this hope turned into deeper despair.

He grabbed the bird fortune teller and asked, "Are you sure they stayed away even after we sent the distress signal?"

The chief augur nodded repeatedly, and the colonel roared, "Then send it again!"