In the low-lying white corn fields of Barbaros.
A chubby, pale-faced little boy was pounding the ground with a hoe.
His name is Hades. In his previous life, he was a otaku on Earth named He Shi. When he was painting the chess pieces of the GW Death Guard Plague Pig, he suddenly lost his memory. In the blink of an eye, he turned into a newborn baby and came to the death planet Barbaros.
At first he knew nothing. He only knew that he was reborn into a world that was quite unfriendly to humans, until his haggard parents taught him to speak and told him that the land under his feet was called Barbaryus.
For the Emperor's sake!!! Fucking Barbaros??!!!
This is the world of Warhammer!!!
Hades felt like he could cough up blood right there and then.
Barbaros, where is this place
Barbarus is a famous death world in the Warhammer universe, the hometown of the Primarch Mortarion. The entire planet is filled with poisonous miasma that can kill people. Humans can only survive in low-lying areas with relatively low levels of poison gas, while the real alien lords of this planet live in mountain fortresses surrounded by the most concentrated poison gas.
Humans have never been the masters of this planet, they are just captive pigs.
Whenever the planet's short daylight ends, poison gas will slowly seep into the low-lying areas. Strange pale creatures will laugh and play in the poisonous fog. They will slowly surround the village and select their future slaves.
There was no resistance. Humans had long been terrified by fear. They hid in villages and prayed that they would not be chosen.
Some of the chosen people will be killed on the spot, while others will be dragged to the fortress on the mountain, where countless witchcraft and experiments are waiting for these little white mice. Humans are a kind of material, they are divided, twisted and sewn together, given new life by witchcraft, and become permanent slaves of the lords.
There is no hope for humans here, just like the world of Warhammer, there is only eternal darkness.
Hades really wanted to bang his head against his head and kill himself, and start over. He had been very restrained, restraining himself from crying like a fart whose toes were stepped on.
Although he is a time traveler, he currently does not have any golden fingers! Where is the promise of killing time travelers? !
With his current small body, even the lowest level alien can crush him to death.
As a time traveler, Hades knows the direction of this world, but this is not a good thing.
The reason is simple: this is a world where thoughts have power.
This world is composed of the physical world and the subspace. As human beings, our bodies exist in the physical world, while our souls have a projection like a flame in the subspace.
Among humans, those who are more closely connected to the Warp are called Psykers. Psykers can use the power of the Warp, that is, psychic energy. They can create energy that is obviously inconsistent with the laws of physics with their bare hands. Among them, powerful Alpha-level Psykers can even explode stars with one hand.
But becoming a psychic is not necessarily a good thing.
Because of their stronger connection to the Warp, their soul sparks will shine brighter and more alluring, attracting creatures of the Warp.
These malicious creatures will whisper to psykers through the Warp, driving them mad, twisting their minds, and turning them into their permanent slaves. The more often they use psykers, the brighter their flames become, making them more likely to be noticed by Warp creatures and corrupted.
Hades tried it himself, and he found that he had no psychic talent and couldn't even make a small spark. In addition to being disappointed, he was also more fortunate—
A person's soul and thoughts will truly cause fluctuations in the subspace, and as a time traveler, Hades knows knowledge that is obviously taboo.
Hades dared not even think about the consequences if a person's thoughts aroused the interest of a powerful Warp creature.
In fact, from the moment Hades realized that he was currently in the world of Warhammer, Hades immediately forced himself to control his brain and never think about the gods of the Warp.
As long as I think of that knowledge, I will be noticed by the four evil gods immediately! .
But what Hades didn't know was that it was because he possessed the so-called "traveler" physique and the planet he landed on that allowed him to barely escape the gaze of the gods.
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Therefore, at present, Hades can only recall and think about the knowledge in this area from the early period of the human empire.
Originally, humans in this world flourished with the development of science and technology and colonized many planets in the Milky Way. However, after experiencing the Iron Man Rebellion (also known as the AI Rebellion) and ■■■■, human civilization was shattered and on the verge of extinction.
In troubled times, strong men emerge. Just when mankind was about to become extinct, the man named Emperor stood up!!!
The Emperor, the most awesome immortal in human history, the most powerful psyker—so powerful that he could kill Warp creatures in seconds, the ruler of Terra, the commander-in-chief of the expeditionary force…
This tough guy, who had always kept his identity secret, unified Terra, which was divided by warlords, at lightning speed, created Space Marines, formed an alliance with Mars, and started a great expedition to recapture those human planets that had lost contact due to ■■■■, and occupy those planets occupied by alien races.
In order to ensure the success of the Great Crusade, the Emperor used his own genes as a template and personally created twenty-one Primarchs. Each of those Primarchs possessed wisdom, strength, and talents that were far beyond the reach of mortals. Some of them could see through the essence of all physical and mathematical formulas at a glance, some could chop a Warhound-class Titan to pieces with a single sword, and some could handle the government affairs of hundreds of planets at the same time.
Well, in fact, these Primarchs can do most of the above situations, but they specialize in different aspects.
The twenty Astartes Legions created using their genes as templates were the main force of the Great Crusade.
These big guys, who are about 2-3 meters tall, each have hidden skills and boundless charm. The ordinary mortals will be deeply shocked when they see them!
It is no exaggeration to say that this level of strength would make him a dragon arrogant in any world setting, but in the world of Warhammer, even as strong as the Primarch, even as strong as the Emperor, in the end...
Can't think about that anymore!
Hades stopped instantly.
Anyway, the last half of the Primarchs rebelled and became half-human, and the Emperor was trapped on Terra...
Since the expedition, the bright destiny of mankind has once again become bleak—
—But all this has nothing to do with Hades who is digging for food in the ground.
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Of the memories from the previous life, the most useful ones at present are those related to Mortarion, the Primarch of the Fourteenth Legion's Death Guard.
The twenty-one Primarchs were in the Emperor's laboratory and were scattered across the universe by a Warp storm. Among them, the planet where the Primarch Mortarion landed was Barbarus.
In the original setting, Mortarion was adopted by the most powerful alien lord living in the mountains. He was regarded as the lord's war machine and was abused throughout his childhood. For example, he was thrown into a beast pit before he could stand up, thrown into the acid rain of Barbarus that could kill people, and made to fight with other alien lords...
Even as a Primarch, he was not so powerful when he was a child. What's more, his alien adoptive father was the most powerful psyker on the planet. So Mortarion spent his miserable childhood like this.
Such a miserable childhood also cultivated Mortarion's twisted and distorted personality - this laid the groundwork for him to be found by the Emperor in the future and eventually betray the Emperor.
Of course, Mortarion's final betrayal... there was also the manipulation of the Warp in this.
But these are all things that happened in the later period. The closest time to Hades should be when Mortarion escaped from the control of his adoptive father and led the people of Barbarys to form a resistance army to overthrow the alien oppression.
Then, in the final confrontation with his adoptive father, he was killed by the Emperor, and hatred was planted between him and the Emperor...
But for a long time afterwards, Mortarion quietly took over the leadership of the XIV Legion and silently led the XIV Legion on various Great Crusades.
The people of Barbaros were given the right to become members of the 14th Legion's Death Guard.
Based on the memories of his previous life, Hades set himself a mid-term goal, to live until Mortarion was found by the Emperor, and then become a Death Guard.
The additional task is of course to take advantage of the time on Barbarus to improve Mortarion's favorability.
However... Becoming a Death Guard is not necessarily a good thing, after all, it is a rebellious party... The later period is very miserable, and he does not want to become...
But this is all too far in the future, Hades thought, there is no need to think so far ahead.
Considering that he might just be cannon fodder now, becoming a Space Marine would be a great honor.
Damn it, why is it that he is the only one who feels so miserable after traveling through time? !
The short-term goal is of course to stay alive. Life on Barbaros is deadly at any time. Before Mortarion led the rebellion against the aliens, the average age of the people was thirty.
As of now, Hades is currently in a smaller village called "Heller Pass". His parents were killed by aliens when Hades was three or four years old. Hades has no feelings for them and can only vaguely remember their pale faces corroded by poisonous fog.
Hades didn't have any brothers or sisters, but fortunately in Barbaros' village, food was distributed according to need. He lived in the mud house left by his parents, struggling to survive with the little food he got each time.
There is no way, he is too weak now. Hades is only seven years old and does not have the power to match the alien.
Every day, he followed the villagers to work in the fields during the short daylight hours, and stayed at home at night to tinker with making tools and weapons.
His most satisfying achievement at the moment is a small crossbow, which he modified himself. The materials are all tempered with drugs and can resist the corrosion of poison gas.
Although it is quite troublesome to charge, the power is considerable.
He once secretly went to look for the corpses of the aliens left in the poisonous fog. Except for those aliens known for their thick skin and flesh, his crossbow could shoot through their skin and sometimes even pass through them.
He once thought about getting a gun, but he found that he did not have the ability to make iron tools. The only iron weapon he had was the dagger left to him by his father.
In addition, he has been studying the design of gas masks and the configuration of the chemical materials inside them - everyone on Barbaros has a simple gas mask to resist the invasion of poison gas.
To be honest, there has been progress, but not much.
After all, his range of activities was limited to the village and the fields near the village, and the herbs he could collect were limited.
Hades is confident that if he can collect other herbs, he can improve the current gas mask.
The village bell rang, and it was time to finish work. Hades picked up the hoe and looked at the land he had just raked with satisfaction. The area was not small - although he was still young, he was a good hand at farm work.
He followed the villagers and trotted back to the village. With a shout, the village gate was opened.
Hades returned to his mud house with ease, picked up a cloth and wiped his hands simply, then began to boil water and cook porridge.
After dinner, Hades picked up the draft of the repeating crossbow he had designed and started reading it - single-shot crossbows were still not very practical in actual combat.
If a real combat situation arises, the opponent will not give Hades the opportunity to reload, and this crossbow can only give him an advantage of the first move.
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Just as he was immersed in his thoughts, bursts of screams were heard.
Damn it! The aliens chose to attack their village tonight?!
Hades quickly turned off the lights, put on his gas mask, and put on as much corrosion-resistant clothing as possible. Then he picked up his crossbow and arrows, put the dagger at his waist, and hid behind the door.
There was no way out. There was no furniture in his house except a large earthen kang to provide a place to hide.
The aliens called Pale Smilers crawled slowly along the paths of the village. They were pale, with twisted smiles on their faces, and their overly long limbs were placed strangely on the walls of the houses.
They reminded Hades of spiders with human faces and extremely long legs.
Only the extra large ones, they are just a little smaller than a single mud room.
The yellow-green poisonous gas was confined by their psychic power and wrapped around their thin bodies.
Hades' pupils suddenly shrank.
He saw the poisonous gas slowly seeping in from the crack of the door—
He was selected.
Hades gritted his teeth, pointed the crossbow at the door, and smiled miserably.
It looks like a fight is coming.
Hope I can survive.
Today Hades was trying hard not to cry like a fart whose toes had been stepped on.
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I read the original novel, but didn't finish it (there were too many words in it), and I didn't have money to buy the copies.
Those who like the Hammer style should avoid this place. This article borrows the setting of Warhammer 40k, and it is basically the style of online light novels. The original style is too hardcore, and I am not good at writing.
If you like to see the setting, you can continue reading. The protagonist currently has two golden fingers, similar to the Untouchables and superior scientific thinking, but because it is in the early stage, he is still at the level of a rookie.
It's basically a story of one man against chaos.
I'm an amateur writer, I write for fun, and you guys can enjoy reading too.
Welcome to correct errors and popularize science.
The first chapter is the Barbarus chapter, which describes the interaction between the protagonist and Mortarion, and the process of establishing the resistance.
(End of this chapter)