Mei Man: My Warhammer Simulator

Chapter 164 Holy Black Frenzy·Champion of the Emperor of the Black Templar ([-])

【Simulation starting——】

[Current identity: Space Wolf Bloodclaw (subspace)]

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【Simulation starting——】

【You have come to the Warhammer universe】

【Time: Unknown】

【Location: Unknown】

【You have descended into a Queen of Glory class battleship named 'Eternal Expedition'...】

[You are located in an ancient church decorated in the style of a monastery. 】

【You only wear a pair of linen woven shorts all over your body. 】

[Right in front of you, around you, there are two-color powered armors with white shoulders and black armor, and tall figures in white battle robes surround you. 】

[They are like huge statues made of black rocks, maintaining a state of silence. 】

【"The Emperor's Blessing... Our battle brothers have arrived, and the championship ceremony will begin immediately!" A tall figure in a white cloak waved the power scepter in his palm, and the skull decoration hanging on it shook slightly. 】

[A monk servant of the same size walked out of the dark shrines and passed through the gaps between the crowd. 】

【They are holding pieces of metal parts of power armor and walking towards you slowly. 】

[You blinked your eyes subconsciously. 】

【Suddenly, you have no time to figure out the strange situation in front of you. 】

[You can only stand still and wait for the end of the matter. 】

【At this moment, several Astartes monks dressed as priests of the battle group stepped forward, they opened their arms, and the low blessings of chanting prayer scriptures kept surrounding you. 】

[As the chaplain of the war group walked back and forth, drops of fragrant holy oil were sprinkled around your plastic-steel interface. 】

[The completely remodeled monk servants raised the metal parts of the power armor, and they carefully installed them towards your tall body. 】

[You recognize the name of this chapter by the black cross decoration on the white shoulder armor of these Adeptus Astartes. 】

【Emperor's paladin——Black Templar! 】

[You slowly raised the thick arm covered with plastic-steel joints, allowing the monks to operate at will. 】

[Accompanied by the last piece of black metal shell decorated with human skulls embedded and fixed. 】

[The power pack behind you suddenly emits low humming. 】

[The next moment, the silent Astartes monks slowly dispersed, making way for the tall figure in the white cloak. 】

[The other party is holding a black two-handed giant sword devoutly, walking towards you with dignified steps. 】

【"Battle brother, why are you fighting!" The other party's passionate and impassioned voice echoed in the entire ancient palace, buzzing. 】

[You take a deep breath. 】

【"For human beings!" Your deep voice sounded instantly, echoing around. 】

【"Battle brother, why are you fighting!" The other party stepped forward and raised a black two-handed giant sword at you, but did not hand it out immediately. 】

【"For the Black Templar!" You raised your chin without hesitation, and your deep voice gradually became louder. 】

【"Battle brother, why are you fighting!" The tall figure hesitated for a moment, but still handed you a pitch-black two-handed giant sword. 】

【"For the emperor—" You opened your eyes wide suddenly, and let out a huge roar that kept shaking the ancient palace. 】

【You took over the black two-handed giant sword with a solemn expression. 】

[You raised the two-handed giant sword high above your head. 】

【"For the emperor!" The tall figure vigorously raised his armored fist and let out a deafening roar. 】

[The next second, the silent Astartes monks also raised their fists, and the terrifying roar that almost broke through the ancient palace resounded around. 】

【"No mercy! No remorse! No fear—"】

【"Welcome to the Black Templars... The true champion of the emperor, I am Horadrim, the think tank curator of the Black Templars!" The monk Astartes wearing a white cloak stares at you. 】

[He took off the metal helmet, revealing a rough and weather-beaten face. 】

【"Can you tell me... what's going on? Why did I suddenly become the Emperor's Champion?" You hesitated for a moment, and decided to face it calmly. 】

[You have analyzed a simple fact from the other party's words, that is, they seem to know who you are. 】

["All the think tank brothers and the emperor's champion lasted for a Terran year. The emperor's omen has just come true..." Think tank curator Horadrim grinned at you with an indescribable smile on his face of mystery. 】

[Then, the Astartes monks around you stepped forward to salute you. 】

[You don't have time to continue asking. 】

【You kept a low profile and respectful, and returned the salute to everyone one by one. 】

[Shortly after, with the departure of many Astartes monks, Horadrim, the curator of the think tank, returned to you. 】

[He finally told you the truth of the matter. 】

[An Astartes new blood follower of the Black Templar has not survived all the transformation operations. Although the installation and debugging of the black carapace has been completed, his consciousness has completely dissipated. 】

[Just when the pharmacist in the battle group was planning to transform the opponent's body into a monk machine servant, to play a role in the construction of the battle group. 】

[The several emperor champions of the entire battle group and the think tank brothers together with the think tank curator received for the first time the will from the emperor in the form of prophecy. 】

【"The champion from the emperor will come from nothing...to briefly guide the way for the black temple and the future of mankind."】

[Such an important event even alarmed Grand Marshal (Battle Leader) Constantine, who was still on an expedition. 】

[The Grand Marshal first ordered all the think tanks to self-isolate and thoroughly investigate whether it is infestation from Chaos. 】

【However, after several emperor champions personally reported the specific situation to Grand Marshal, even Grand Marshal Constantine had to believe the fact that the Emperor appeared. 】

[You listen carefully to the curator of the think tank. 】

【You can't help but take a deep breath. 】

【You lowered your head and pondered for a while, and asked about the recent movements of the Black Templar. 】

["The curator of the think tank, I hope that the Black Templars are ready for all battles... As a currency of the emperor, whenever I come, there will be a tragic and terrifying war coming..." You bluntly said to Horadrim, the curator of the think tank. 】

【"As a devout believer of the emperor... the Black Templar can only rest until death!" Horadrim, the curator of the think tank, raised his palm with a solemn expression, and he slammed the ceramic steel breastplate of the power armor hard. 】

【You are slowly driving the refined power armor 'Armor of Faith' engraved with countless emperor's prayers on the pitch-black metal shell. 】

【Your hands firmly hold the exclusive weapon 'Black Sword' that only the champion of the Black Templar Emperor is qualified to use. 】

[You nod heavily at the think tank curator Horadrim. 】

【"Come on, battle brothers... let us present an incomparably brilliant and great victory to the Emperor!"】

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The Black Templar has canceled the think tank unit since the M34 Li Xiao incident.

There are two theories. One is that the think tank unit was canceled because too many think tank brothers died in battle.

The second is because the first Generalissimo Sigmunds was very vigilant against the think tank unit. In order to prevent the danger of chaos and corruption, the think tank unit was cancelled, and the hatred of the Black Templar for psionic energy was deepened.

　
(End of this chapter)