I produce soldiers every day, starting from the end of the world

The other three evil gods looked over.

The Rat God also looked at Slaanesh with disdain in his eyes.

He lowered his head and fiddled with something in his hands.

If Wang Yan were here, he would be surprised that he was actually splicing a new rat-man unit.

If the cannon pressed against the Rat Man's arm...

~

The next day Wang Yan got up from the bed in the bedroom.

'This woman is so powerful in fighting'.

Wang Yan had to sigh.

So much so that he missed the twelve o'clock construction time.

Consciousness enters space.

'put up'.

The same pink and purple Space Marine and Soldier Battalion rose from the ground.

Above it flew the flag's symbol of a lightning bolt and a power sword.

'Production'.

As Wang Yan finished speaking.

A space warrior with extremely flashy power armor walked out of the barracks.

Next to them was a succubus wearing a sexy pink blouse.

It should be said that this banshee is indeed very beautiful.

But the Space Marines are like conspicuous bags.

'Let me introduce the system'.

'Warhammer 40K units, the Rebel Warband, the Sons of the Emperor's Children of the Third Legion, and the Primarch Fulgrim, they devoted themselves to the Chaos God Slaanesh and became the most passionate about war and joy among the servants of Slaanesh. They are a war gang with a morbid enthusiasm for war. Before fighting, they will drink a medicinal liquid extracted from various plants, which makes them more emotional during the war. The initial production is 1500, and it will be halved the next day. It is said that their barracks produce their own warband gene-seed, and have self-destruction capabilities that are so powerful that they are the envy of all other Chaos Space Marine warbands'.

'Holy shit, the barracks produces its own warband gene seeds!'.

Wang Yan was even more excited.

Wang Yan was a little excited that a warband that exploded faster than the Iron Snake appeared so quickly.

'How does the stability of their genes compare with that of Iron Snake? '.

'The host is just a hair away, but it can also be called terrifying. As long as you find a suitable planet, ah no, as long as you find a human who has the conditions to become a Space Marine recruit, you can implant gene seeds into the qualified human beings and you can become a host. A powerful Chaos Space Marine'.

'Oh my gosh, this is not developed. Although these people are war madmen, they are serving themselves.'

Wang Yan looked at these banshees clinging to the space warriors.

Looking at their appearance, they are completely different from the succubi.

The succubus is really too irritating to the eyes.

But Miriel gives people a different kind of 'beauty'.

Slaanesh-aligned Space Marines are not fit to keep around.

Wang Yan came to their barracks.

After exchanging three battleships and a base vehicle for them, they left the space.

Return to reality and immediately go to the high wall and release all the Rebel Warband Space Marines.

They were sent outside the planet without hesitation.

He felt relieved after watching the battleship gradually move away from his sight.

With this Space Marine warband, there will be more excitement in the universe.

You must know that even the new Space Marine recruits are superhuman beings.

Back to the city lord's palace, Amamiya Chun was already awake.

She lowered her head and did not dare to look at Wang Yan.

"Are you awake? Are you hungry? Do you want a bottle of potion?"

Wang Yan regretted it after he finished speaking.

What kind of nonsense is this?

"No...not anymore."

"Would you like to take a rest first, or should we talk now?"

Wang Yan could feel the breath of life in Amamiya Chun's belly.

"Let's just talk."