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Could it be that the judge, muttering curses in the back car?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Probably not the Judge—he himself said he didn’t mind a little “inconvenience.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boss, want a smoke?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Falco, in charge of the convoy’s route, offered a cigarette with a sly grin: “It’s colder outside than in the Nest, but we’re almost there.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin took the cigarette, lit it, and exhaled a smoke ring: “Good job. I’ll recommend you to the Big Boss when we get back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, Boss! You can count on me—I won’t let you down!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unaware he’d been PUA’d again, Falco threw himself into his work with pure delight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After leaving the Nest, the convoy had to travel another eight hours.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The route was rough, requiring detours around several radiation zones, so progress was slow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What a fucking wasteland.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gazing out the window at endless wasteland shrouded in yellow dust, Alvin sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His former self had grown up in the Lower Nest, never once leaving the city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was Alvin’s first time seeing the world beyond the Nest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It differed from his imagination—the entire planet’s surface was barren. Hours into the journey, not a single living thing appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was Lothar’s true face: a planet stripped of all resources, leaving only a scarred, desolate wasteland!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah, nothing but sand,” Falco said, lighting another cigarette now that the route was set: “But I heard it wasn’t always this way—fifty years ago, it was different.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin remained expressionless, teasing: “Didn’t know you were so well-informed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just hearsay—I don’t know if it’s true,” Falco said, shaking his head: “I heard it from a scavenger in the Lower Nest. He said fifty years ago, there were many towns outside the Nest, but as the climate worsened, everyone moved inside.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fifty years ago…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin held the cigarette, lost in thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Ironstone Mine was abandoned, its residents slaughtered, the climate degraded—was there a connection?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, the crucial link was still missing. He couldn’t deduce it yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frustrated, Alvin crushed out the cigarette and gave up thinking. He stared at the barren surface, silently resolving: When we reach Ironstone Mine, I’ll find out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fifty kilometers wasn’t far.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After several hours of staring at endless yellow dunes, Alvin finally saw a different color.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the dusty wasteland stood a colossal factory!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its grotesque steel structure resembled a snarling black beast, belching thick black smoke that stained the sky with heavy gloom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is Ironstone Town really this big?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gazing at the distant behemoth, Alvin was stunned again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they drew closer, details emerged—the factory’s shell was corroded by sand, revealing patches of rusted iron.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Massive chimneys spewed dense black smoke; heavy machinery roared from within, shaking the ground as if the sound could pierce clouds and earth itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the first true glimpse Alvin had ever seen of a Warhammer universe technological artifact since his transmigration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire factory exuded the raw, mechanical beauty unique to its kind, radiating a distinct, brutal aesthetic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In short—it was a factory straight out of Warhammer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ironstone Mine sat in a bizarre location: a chasm yawned before it, while a hollowed-out mountain loomed behind. Beneath the abyss, faint shapes of abandoned machinery could be seen—likely former mining tunnels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what puzzled Alvin was: why would a cult occupy such a factory?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just for sacrificial rituals?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gut told him this was far more complex.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cult occupying Ironstone Mine and continuously funneling humans here must have a grander scheme.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only path to Ironstone Mine was a bridge spanning the abyss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But beyond this point, they were forbidden to proceed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Falco and the others, wielding rusty saw-guns, barked orders at the confused Lower Nesters: “Move it! Get in there, or I’ll shoot!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To instill fear, they fired, shattering the legs of several men.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, the chaos subsided. The Lower Nesters, cowed by Falco’s brutality, trudged onto the bridge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin stood to the side, smoking silently, his gaze locked on the “Judge.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man looked weak—pale face, legs trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sensing Alvin’s stare, Winnie gave a faint nod, then vanished into the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boss, we can head back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the last person entered the mine, Falco grinned obsequiously: “The rest isn’t our problem anymore.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright. Let’s go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Confident the Judge understood his glance, Alvin nodded slightly and climbed into the passenger seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Falco hummed a tune, driving back with a satisfied smirk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Already, he was fantasizing about becoming the gang’s next minor boss, living a life of luxury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the convoy drove fifteen kilometers, leaving Ironstone Mine far behind and surrounded only by barren plains, Alvin turned to glance at Falco, still humming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sensing the gaze, Falco’s face lit up with sycophantic cheer: “Boss? What is it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin smiled faintly—then snapped his neck with psychic force!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a crisp snap, Falco slumped in the driver’s seat, face frozen in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin didn’t forget the other two—he used psychic force to crush their skulls from afar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After eliminating the three scum, the three vehicles were abandoned by the roadside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin had no time to deal with them now. He pulled the folded Mark V armor from his personal space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once donned, the sleek silver-black armor perfectly encased every inch of his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Systems within the visor loaded sequentially, emitting digital prompts:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“User detected. Confirmed: Alvin Valthius.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Armor self-check complete. Weapons operational. Terrain scan successfully logged.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder Tony Stark built this—every detail suited Alvin’s habits perfectly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost without adaptation, the armor’s systems had already switched to his exclusive mode.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ironstone Mine—I’m coming!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Intense thrusters ignited beneath his feet, launching Alvin skyward like a meteor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From above, Ironstone Mine loomed like a monstrous beast crouched on the cliffside, vomiting thick black smoke into the heavens!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Detected massive thermal signatures within.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Warning! Warning! Warning!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“User, retreat! Retreat! Retreat!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Alvin’s vision twisted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A piercing shriek tore through him—he felt dragged into an abyss, thick with the stench of blood, as he glimpsed mountains of skulls piled high.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The steel factory before him had transformed into a grotesque, fleshy abomination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From its core poured an unending tide of malice, originating from the Highest Twisted Heavens; upon its blasphemous spikes coiled countless fallen symbols!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Violent danger warnings sent billions of his cells screaming in primal terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instinct of soul and life screamed at him—flee that factory!\u003C\u002Fp>",1065,"2026-06-20T00:45:41.385Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","1e831afb05096922bb126ca1495246f520f707415e8777f3776c462de08a11fe","starting-from-warhammer-to-raid-the-all-heavens-chapter-75","starting-from-warhammer-to-raid-the-all-heavens-chapter-73",588,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarting-from-warhammer-to-raid-the-all-heavens-cover.jpg"]