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

The high lord grabbed the figure with a broken head.

Standing the scepter beside him, he stretched out his hands to grasp the opponent's headless body.

Even though the other party is just an energy body, it is still in the hands of the great lord who is blessed by the power of space.

The other hand reached into the hole in the other person's neck.

Pulling hard downward, a piece of energy skin was torn off.

Then he wrapped the dissipated energy with the power of space and moved it towards the star scepter standing on the side.

A roaring soul appeared inside the Star Scepter.

After seeing the flying energy, he opened his mouth and kept swallowing it.

The high lord felt that the power of the Star God in the scepter was growing.

The level of the scepter also increases.

The Scepter of the Stars, which was originally just a fake, finally began to get infinitely close to that artifact.

He knew that as long as he absorbed a few more so-called gods, he could improve the quality of the Star Scepter again.

The power is no less than the original one.

After the scepter absorbed all the energy, the big lord quickly shrank and returned to the planet.

At this time, the planet has been occupied by an onslaught of tens of trillions of Necrons.

The High Lord ordered all the Necron-modified Chrono minecarts to begin recovering resources.

All the demihumans were slaughtered and stuffed into the recycling bin of the mine cart.

In addition, mine carts and doomsday arks were sent out to search for mineral resources on this planet.

This process was a little longer, and the army stayed here for five days.

After leaving behind the Necron army led by the three lords, the other fleets will follow the great lords to set off for another planet.

~

Wang Yan's consciousness came to the construction space.

'put up'.

A building rises rapidly.

Another space marine barracks.

'Production'.

He did not pause, and immediately ordered the barracks to start production when it reached its highest level and stopped.

One by one, the Space Marines walked out of the barracks.

But this time the look is a little weird.

'Let me introduce the system'.

'Warhammer 40K unit, Minotaur Chapter, parent group is unknown, home planet is unknown, the Chapter is famous for its brutal attack methods, this is a ship-based Chapter, they have a huge battleship no less than the Glory Goddess , after Chapter Master Astruon Moloch took over, he was able to transform this Chapter that had no combat experience and combat style. In the end, the entire regiment inherited the Chapter Master's combat style. See each War will be launched in the most brutal way. As absolute loyalists, they will not communicate with any war group. Keeping distance makes them more cruel. They once launched a gang-hopping war against the Weeper Chapter. There are a lot of sacred objects inside, and the Dreadnought Mecha also has several veterans. The initial production is 1000, and the price is halved the next day, which is a cruel loyalty.

After listening to the introduction of the system, Wang Yan became familiar with this strange-looking battle group.

Because their power armor looks really like the Spartan warriors in history.

There is a bright red Taurus Chapter logo on the left, but there is nothing on the right. This means it is impossible to tell that they are a sub-regiment of that legion.

'I wonder how the Lamenters would feel if they saw them'.

Wang Yan shook his head.

The consciousness exited the construction space and returned to the battleship bedroom.

He stood up and walked towards the command room, releasing his metallization ability as he walked, wearing a set of powerful armor.

It's more like a Saint Seiya suit than a battle armor.

This was not his idea, it was the fault of the last barracks built in the space.