Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry.

Your most important task every day is to check the defense of the walls of the military zone and the comprehensive production status of the industrial zone.

"Sir, this year's population census has been completed." The Minister of City Management knocked on the door and told you the news outside the door.

"Very well, Ai Weide, please come in and tell us how many people we have this year. The number of people will allow the craftsmen to control production."

Irving watched the Minister of City Management walk in with a stack of paper. Then Ai Weide handed Irving an abbreviated form, and he put the rest of the complex form on Irving's desk.

"There are 2400 million people in our cities this year, which is about 10 million less than 200 years ago."

"Is it because of the issue of external development?"

"Yes sir."

"Okay, I see, you go to work first."

Owen watched Ai Weide walk out the door and sighed. After ten years of external expansion and fighting those damn monsters for so long, many people died but not many new settlements were established.

But what can he do? Craftsmen say that the machines in the factory area are too old. If there are no new parts and machines to replace them, it will only be a matter of time before food and production are cut off.

Fortunately, during the ten years of expansion, many unused machines were recovered from the ruins outside, allowing the craftsmen to make minor repairs to the factory, but Owen knew that this would never be a long-term solution.

"What should I do? Is the glory of our ancestors about to be ruined in my generation..." Owen sighed, covering his face with his hands and feeling a little melancholy.

Then he heard something coming from the sky, and a red thing was cutting through the atmosphere and quickly falling to the ground.

The light from the explosion dyed the sky on the horizon red, which was particularly noticeable on this morning when the sun was just rising.

"What is that? The treasure left by the ancestors in the sky?" Owen leaned on the railing, staring into the distance without blinking, and then he became excited.

No matter what it was, he had to go and see it. Maybe it could be the key to destroying the monster?

Owen thought of this and put his loyal minister in charge of managing the affairs in the castle, and rushed towards the place where the fireball fell with the guards equipped with bolters, muskets and breastplates.

The Guards and the Knights met under the metal city wall. Owen and Knight Commander Hughes waited under the city wall for the city gate to open.

"Be alert!" The soldiers on the city wall aimed their fire cannons at the land outside the city wall, which was covered with barbed iron piles, barbed wire and deep irregular trenches.

The soldiers knew that when the city gate opened, there would be a loud alarm sound and friction sounds, which would cause a group of monsters that were not suitable for this world to escape.

The numbers on the city gate were a little mottled and unclear, but the red warning light above was still faithfully fulfilling its obligation. The moment the gate crane started, the red light and the piercing alarm appeared at the same time.

"Prepare!"

The soldiers on the city wall became more and more nervous. They looked at the end, waiting for the monsters attracted by the sound.

"Fire!"

The huge firecrackers were picked up by the soldiers and placed on their thickly padded shoulders. The strong recoil caused by the thick explosive bombs was completely counteracted by this cushion.

Without adequate protection, the bones in the shoulder are likely to be shattered after a round is fired.

The bomb hit the running monsters. They looked so strange. Black lines outlined their bodies. The colors on their bodies were not affected by the light, showing a light and dark side that violated the rules of physics.

The colors throughout are bright, and the boundaries between color blocks are clear without any excess. It looks like the paper cut out of a picture book comes alive.

The bomb hit the body of a monster and was deeply embedded in it, but the appearance inside was no different from the outside. The completely solid interior looked like a piece of soap had been cut open.

The secondary explosion produced no blood or internal organs. These monsters inflated comically like balloons, then burst into a burst of bubbles and disappeared.

No one wants to be contacted by these funny-looking and terrifying monsters. Everyone who is touched will be assimilated into something with the same style of painting, and then turn into bubbles and disappear.

After the blunderbuss fires a bolt, it will load a new bullet from the front, and then the weight of the bolt sliding down the barrel will be fixed in the bottom slot so that the bolt will not slip out.

Why not use a breech-loading gun, you ask? The craftsmen said that doing so was inconsistent with the sacred code of machinery passed down, and they refused to forge breech-loading guns without a sense of sacredness.

Although the muzzle-loading gun fires slowly, at least it saves many people's shoulders. If you force the soldiers to change to a breech-loading gun, they probably won't use it.

Explosive bombs hit the charging monsters one after another, and more and more bubbles floated away, exuding rainbow colors under the sunlight.

The metal gate opened, and the Guards and Knights also formed a formation. They stood neatly in a row, and then fired fiercely at the front.

The monsters that came following the sound were finally wiped out, but everyone knew from thousands of years of confrontation that this was just a temporary elimination.

These things seem to be generated out of thin air, with fixed refresh areas and activity ranges, and they are also fixed at regular times.

When entering midnight, these destroyed monsters will transform from bubbles to their original form again.

This is why Owen's city will become the last safe zone on the planet. His city is the only place where there are no monster spawn points.

The remaining ancient cities fell in this long, meaningless war of attrition.

"According to the direction of the fall, we have to cross the swamp area..." Knight Commander Hughes took out a map and pointed it to Owen.

"There are many monsters in the swamp area. The of us may not be able to break through in one day. Do we want to take a detour?"

"Okay, let's take a detour. Let's go around Danma Mine."

After determining the route, everyone embarked on a journey to find the point where the fireball fell.

The huge team spread across the ground like snakes. They used narrow formations to avoid areas where monsters were active. Even when eating and sleeping, they just sat cross-legged on the spot.

After walking for two days, Owen finally saw the deep pit in the distance.

The burning forest and gray land, as well as the cracks in the surrounding rocks, all represent the extraordinary things that fell.

"What could it be?" Owen asked the soldiers to set up a formation and sent a team of soldiers to check the situation.

The soldiers were cautious, wary of monsters that might suddenly spawn, with the explosive bombs in their hands and the long swords at their waists ready.

(The next thing I want to talk about is to complete the Golden Age. Because GW has basically covered this once and used it as a background board or something, so the author has written some content of the Golden Age himself. However, the author will also know about the original and self-designed designs. Pointed out to avoid confusion, for example, this ball is self-designed.)

It was indeed Tzeentch who did it.