DipNovel Chapter 531 Orc Corpse King
Chapter 531 Orc Corpse King
The big pain guy was a little confused.
Is the bombarded boss considered dead or alive?
My head was broken in half.
The problem was that the orc's powerful psychic energy pressed the two halves of the head together, but there was no cure.
Could it be...made into a mecha?
I think there seems to be such a thing, it should be something from Xiami.
The "doctor" orc was rummaging through his collection. The Deathskull clan's "doctor" collection was not as large as usual. The messy things were scattered all over the floor as it rummaged, making the emergency room look like a mess. Garbage dump.
ha! found it.
The big guy of pain found a round thing, which was a flying servo head.
But the orc still felt something was wrong and continued to think about it. It seemed that there was something bigger and more powerful.
Xiami seems to call it...
Uh.
Wetware?
Hey! I thought it would be awesome to use my own brain to make the wet parts of my own mecha.
When the boss is tired, let Wetware beat him. When Wetware is tired, wake up the boss. The boss (Pao Biao) likes to sleep the most. He must like this.
Big Tech, come and help!
What about that, is there a psychic big head? Come here, come here, come here!
.....
The battle moon was traveling faster and faster, and no one could stop it. Some of the orc warships began to leave the battlefield and follow their beliefs.
The orcs on the surface of the moon were extremely busy. While they were carrying cannonballs and repairing damaged areas, they were carrying red paint everywhere. Before entering the subspace, they painted the entire moon red.
Whose order? I don’t know, I think the boss will like it.
The influence of Death Skull is fading, and Evil Sun's mind is returning.
The brain in the half of the head connected to the body is completely dead, but the other half of the brain that is free is not dead and is controlling the body.
But the power of the orcs is not concentrated on the head, and all the power of the orcs' thinking is condensing on the majestic body.
A bomb that the orcs remember is standing up again. It is not as thoughtful as a real bomb, it just has more mechas and more explosions!
Soon, a powerful mecha was completed.
This is a strange state. The Death Skull boss can control the entire mecha like wetware. It is connected to a bunch of "medical equipment" and psychic sensors.
The psychic signal reinforced by this psychic sensor connects the head and body.
The body is an exploded walking corpse. The survival of half of Death Skull's head maintains the core of the belief that the orc boss "is still alive". The funny thing is that Death Skull cannot control the body.
Just like the previous emperor, if he stood up, the weak power of human nature would be completely unable to control the body of the god. The King of Darkness would act as everyone believed, rather than the will of human nature.
The powerful body and actions are what all orcs believe in, not the will of the Deathskull boss.
The Dead Skull boss is in the exact opposite state of Yifeng. It is receiving "spiritual energy" while the body is receiving "prayer".
The orcs roared, and the big guy in severe pain replaced the missing half of his head with the explosive body, and replaced the missing part with steel laser eyes.
At this moment, the blue skull flag lowered and the red sun rose again. All the orc ships that changed the flags received an inexplicable blessing. They reunited around the battle moon and rushed into the subspace.
The imperial fleet remaining on the battlefield was dumbfounded. Two glass battle moons were floating in the sky. After a few years, they would be pulled towards the stars due to gravity.
The three battle moons below the battleship are disintegrating due to the orbital bombardment of the Extinction Order class. It only takes a few hours, a few hours is enough.
Some of the orc ships were still addicted to fighting with canned shrimps, and they were happy to continue fighting later.
Salamanders First Company Commander Yitzhak gritted his teeth, prioritized dealing with the orcs here, and asked for support from other troops.
His confidence came from the fact that the Phalanx and the Forging Holy Grail had already retreated. If nothing else happened, they would encounter a Battle Moon that broke through the defense line.
.....
That was indeed the case.
Didn't catch up.
The Phalanx was drifting slowly in the subspace, its engine was slightly damaged, and the orcs that had jumped in inside had not yet been cleaned up.
The bird servant instrument discovered a demon planet flying towards them quickly. The detector was always inaccurate in the subspace.
The tired Imperial Fists still braced themselves for battle, but the demonic planet flew past them quickly and ignored them at all.
Then came more asteroids crawling with demons.
After some time passed, the Inquisition on board the ship reacted to the shock of recording the "subspace demon meteor shower" on the battlefield.
Damn, this is an orc fleet that doesn't take Geller's stance!
They're heading straight for Terra!
......
The orc boys happily struggled with the subspace demons. Various technological creations became distorted due to corruption and the snatching of the power of thinking. Every orc boy was exerting his intelligence and the war talent and determination contained in his genes. .
The next time they leap out of the warp, they will be strong and armed to the teeth.
The orc boss was different. When he went to Terra, he felt a strong sense of oppression in the subspace.
There is a cold-colored sun in the subspace, which is expanding and contracting. Each expansion is bigger and the contraction is more violent than the last one.
Like breathing, like heartbeat.
When the Orcs' battle moon burst out of the warp, the oncoming intensive bombardment excited all the orcs.
Another grand Waaaagh!
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Trajan's troops had begun to accept that some crazy things were happening to them.
There's almost no air on Luna.
That thin bloody mist.
Each demon engine was either spitting out black smoke, the smell of burnt bones, or spitting out blood. Blood-colored pillars rose into the sky one by one, forming a thick blood-colored cloud.
Most of the battleship's bombardments were blocked after passing through the clouds. Only the shells engraved with the most sacred runes and received the most blessings could successfully land and explode.
The Holy Prayer, which melted into a ball of metallic liquid, has now become a demon lair, and the remaining Skitarii on it are definitely hopeless.
The Forbidden Army's personal teleportation system was severely interfered with, and even teleportation to the battleships covering the outside was uncertain.
The falling Luna fragments from the sky had a considerable impact on them, but they were still within the acceptable range.
The several-kilometer-wide artificial canyon on the lunar equator provides an excellent defensive position, but...
Because of gravity, cannonballs tend to fly farther.
The Demon's long jump Sky Raid can also jump further.
Can you imagine a group of powerful demons with wings leaping from the Luna Battleship Scrapyard to take off from the Titan position?
This is not the craziest thing. After they invaded the side facing Terra, they jumped high and jumped towards Terra.
This cannot escape the well-defended Terra air defense system. The super air defense network that Dorn designed and continuously modified by multiple generations of Forbidden Forces can easily hit the target.
The problem is that every time the enemy is targeted, the observers and machine spirits suffer strong corruption, and as the war progresses, the observers become disposable products.
Some of the daemons shattered by the gunfire did not disappear and fell on Terra with severely wounded bodies. Khorne's cultists emerged from various areas of Terra.
At this time, Terra had already responded. After all, it had been many years since the national mobilization. The elite "wholesale political commissars" of the Ministry of Military Affairs (the losers of the Terran conscription of each battle group) quickly led the militia guards to start the extermination activities.
If these situations were still expected by the Imperial Army, Trajan was caught off guard by the request for help from the Webway world.
His battlefield was already very difficult, but he also mobilized 300 forbidden troops to return to support the webway.
This is the limit of what he can draw.
The opponents are no longer just Khorne. Various Chaos cults use the short-term reality barriers of Khorne's corpse to return to the subspace to weaken, and all kinds of corruption appear in the birthplace of mankind.
On a battlefield of this level, the Forbidden Army did not dare to guarantee their own safety.
But on the other side.
The bored winner is about to sleep on Mercury. This is Pharos after all!
Star Torch substitute!
Don’t you have any ideas?
(Chaos: If Pharos is extinguished, won’t the Empire’s ships be unable to sail?
How could the evil pilgrim ship loaded with our corruption come here? How could a ship full of genestealers arrive? Your imperial ships have all stayed in position to defend their position, so what if we don’t cause some trouble? )
The information the winner received was patchy and complicated, but today, he finally received a clear warning message from the Phalanx.
An Orc Battle Moon formation is heading towards Terra, and Vulkan is suspected to be among them.
The chaos of Mars and Jupiter is basically over. Although production capacity is slightly affected, it does not affect basic operations.
A large number of skitarii are in action, and the orcs will definitely attack these two worlds that look like they have a lot of metal.
The outer galaxy defense systems have all been activated, and the human empire is preparing for the next wave of assassinations.
The winner proposed that he should be dispatched. Since most of the Sisters of Silence had already plunged into the Webway, the Gray Knights had been killed and injured, and the original body was difficult to return in time, he, as a veteran forbidden army, would do his duty.
Trajan asked him to get ready. It was probably not necessary to collect his body, so he had to prepare to collect his body.
"How about I make a bet with you?"
"Trajan? Your battle is quite leisurely. Do you still have time for betting?"
"I bet that the battlefield I am guarding now will be completely taken over by the orcs."
Did Trajan not know the virtues of orcs? The fight here was the fiercest in the entire solar system, and the orcs would definitely join forces with Terra and Luna.
There is no room for two tigers in one mountain, and there cannot be two moons in one Terra.
I guess the orcs still have to think about snatching Luna and making it into a battle moon.
"I understand what you mean, but we are discussing how to assassinate the orc war lord."
Both Hyper and Vulcan's "assassinations" seemed to have failed, which made all commanders who knew the actual situation find it difficult to accept.
That was a Primarch.
This group of leaders who are in power under the "coercion of the original body" have regarded the original body as an omnipotent god. How could the gods fall? At least many troops are planning to assassinate him.
The Assassin's Court and the Alien Tribunal have formed a rare joint action team. An Inquisitor with powerful psychic powers and several Assassins will participate in the operation, including using the Iverson assassin to attract attention and using the Astartes as bait. Policies are under discussion.
It took some time for Trajan to respond.
"Let the Assassin's Court go up first. Once the location is confirmed, you can use Pharos to teleport directly there."
The winner finally felt relieved after hearing these words, and twisted his hands and feet a few times. He was almost getting rusty staying here.
This is great.
Just after the communication ended, a more dangerous intelligence came from the outside world.
Tyran's biological fleet has appeared, so dense that the edges can't be seen.
No specific trajectory can be seen yet, but it may be around the Blood Angels or near the Imperial Fists.
The winner looked at this information with confusion. The two founding teams were almost at opposite ends of the spectrum. What do you mean? Pincer offensive?
The winner subconsciously thinks it's not a big deal, just hit the flagship twice and that's it~~
Ever since I spent my days on the People's Light, everyone seemed to be selling out.
Calm down and inform the regent first.
.......
The regent needed reinforcements, and he needed the Khan to come back and continue to defend his defense zone.
Khan's contact gave him a choice.
Should we ask him to return reinforcements, or should we ask for Ultramar.
Abaddon is heading towards the Five Hundred Worlds, and... Russ has entered a stasis position.
The Protector is gone again! ! !
Hey, no, why should I say it again?
If you think about it carefully, why is the Lord Protector even more unlucky than the Warmaster?
Alpharius asked Khan to return as much support as possible to his own defense zone, at least with an expeditionary force.
This information was sent to the heads of each war zone at different times, but Red Torrent was the first to receive it.
The Regent's message is very clear. You should be prepared to activate the main guns and prepare to change defenses.
William breathed a sigh of relief. This torturous battle was finally over. He hated staying in place. Facing enemies from all over the world, he liked to attack.
"Who will replace our sector, Prince Regent?"
"A Glory Queen, and some of the troops I mobilized here."
"How much longer?"
"Aren't they here yet?"
As he spoke, a powerful ship jumped into the battlefield.
William scanned the other party carefully.
I'll go, Eternal Crusade. The Black Templars are back.
This fleet, which had been gathering and advancing crazily on the road, finally arrived on Terra. The size of the entire force exceeded 5,000 Emperor Angels, and there were other expeditionary forces returning from various parts of the galaxy to support them.
The Photographer King also began to take action. After the Alpha Primaris Legion and the ancient 20th Legion joined together, they began the actions they were good at.
The entire defense area was quiet, and the two legions disappeared into the galaxy as if they had evaporated. The Regent sent a force to the Red Flood Defense Area, and the next few days were for them and the Black Temple to assist in defense.
......
When the Khan heard this, he asked an army to come back for reinforcements? Then there is nothing more to say.
Ignoring the Chaos troops scattered around, the Imperial Warmaster ordered his troops to prepare for a major assault.
An expeditionary force needs to return to Terra, and he only has two available troops, so he must first tear the Black Legion apart to the point where only two expeditionary forces can deal with it.
Bjorn and the Wolf King were transferred to the Raven Expeditionary Force formation, and after this battle they returned to Terra at full speed.
The Great Khan regained control of his Star Hunter, and the exhausted army took on an extremely dangerous posture at this moment.
The fleet group wandered around the Black Legion. This was the instinct of Dark Crow and White Scar, and there was no need for Khan to command anything.
He cut the enemy bit by bit, severely damaged the Chaos Lord fleet on the flanks, and compressed the enemy's march bit by bit.
When an excellent hunter faces a dangerous prey, he is not sure of killing it with one blow, so he shoots it, drives it away, and lets it run and bleed.
The faster they run, the more they bleed and the closer they get to death.
Abaddon's vanguard sailed very fast with the help of subspace, which caused a slight separation between the follow-up troops and the vanguard.
Khan's fleet continued to bite the prey, hunting but not taking it, leaving Abaddon's injured and destroyed ships floating in the space, and the main force followed the Vengeful Spirit closely.
This method of warfare left many controversies in later generations. The chaos seeds sown on this pursuit path eventually turned into a chaotic world corridor spanning the two star fields. The empire spent a lot of effort to clear it away.
The front was about to reach the battlefield that Khan had envisioned, a place that was geographically advantageous for the descendants of White Scar.
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Relf is now the commander-in-chief of the Red River Webway Army.
Barton died under the cannon of the Demon Engine, and Ralph knew that without having to identify the body.
That skull cannon was so powerful that it knocked all three adamantine warriors on that line of defense to the ground in one blow.
The Daemon of Khorne lifted the remains of the Chimera and smashed it down where Barton had fallen, flooding the place with the steel of the real world and igniting it with daemonic fire.
There were scenes like this everywhere, with the Adeptus Mechanicus attacking crazily and covering the giants dragging away the fallen Titans.
However, their attacks were not very reliable, and a large number of sophisticated attack weapons could not be activated. The machine soul almost fainted in this place.
The same is true for the Mechanicus, but they rely solely on their fanatical worship of the Titans to survive.
The fallen Titan was good cover, Ralph had to admit.
The former fortifications have been smoothed away, and Volus was obliterated along with the fortifications it built.
His death was very painful. Ralph could sense that every Primaris warrior stood firm and there were no cowards here.
If they can no longer fight, let the adamantium armor continue to perform its duties and suppress the warp that is ready to move.
Ralph now has a rare rest time, and a support force of the Forbidden Army has arrived. They are all old and ruthless people.
They were able to lead a small team to untie the hook of the "iron chain" and go to the battlefield on the other side.
The supplies behind were getting less and less, and they had to seek supplies from the corpses of their comrades.
This was a bit embarrassing, because some of the soldiers were not dead, they were just too injured to continue moving the heavy armor.
The Iron Warrior following him struggled to turn an adamantine armor over, and he wanted to take off its "mechanical vest."
The plasma gun above looks like it still works.
"Put your hands down and I will never fall."
Okay, okay, you were standing on your head just now.
The warrior folded the Imperial Fist veteran as hard as he could and leaned against a Thunderhawk ruins behind.
Set up the plasma gun.
"I can still shoot, but my back is injured."
"I'm sorry, I don't have any more medicine, and the logistics haven't been here for a long time."
The servants of the Custodes suffered too many casualties. They almost died when they stepped onto the battlefield. Now they have begun to recruit the powerful servitors of the Mechanicum.
They are unprofessional and too slow.
Ralph greeted, and the Primaris warrior patted the Imperial Fist veteran on the shoulder and walked forward.
The two Iron Warriors sat next to the corpses of Volus and his guards. There was nothing left around them. The only remaining fragments of the cloak made of broken flags from different units were tied under the shoulders. Ralph will He took it off.
He was like a moving relic, with a robe and rags hanging on his body, Ina's body on his back, and the Frusci hammer in his hand.
Ouch, so heavy.
Weakness kept screaming in his body, no matter how indestructible steel or fine gold here can keep you alive.
He checked the iron chain to make sure it was still connected to the containers of the Tau meningeal fluid. Another round of offensive was coming from the front. The Sisters of Silence on the field were basically in the form of pendants.
"Relf, it's not wise to do this."
"It's just a few pieces of cloth, it doesn't matter."
The flames of war will soon burn away everything he hangs on him, and he should hang on to more gunfire.
The golden giant walked past him, something unusual.
"Hoho, the old guys from the Forbidden Army are here."
"Relf, your communication channel is turned off."
The Galactus-type Custodes Dreadnought and the Telamon-type Heavy Custodes Dreadnought have entered the battlefield.
The driver was immediately inserted into the fallen Holy Contemptor Dreadnought. Ralph could tell that it was the same Dreadnought.
I used to be very good at boosting morale.
It's quite dirty now.
.....
"Break is over, soldier."
Another golden giant came from behind him, and Dorn returned to the battlefield.
He is not Vulkan and cannot be resurrected.
Not Mortarion, who couldn't recover from his injuries in a few breaths.
His rest is over, and healing is a luxury here.
He glanced at the black stone coffin on his back, and that's how he identified Ralph from the golden crowd.
"Understood, Imperial Guard."
"Following the fearless footsteps of the Forbidden Army, we still have something to do. Find a longer chain."
Ralph looked at the area in front where demons were surging. The Blackstone Spire was shattered in the long war. The demons were snatching the pieces piece by piece, or destroying these pieces in the war.
The web channel is becoming increasingly unstable.
"The last of the spare Blackstone Spires is being brought into the battlefield, ready to cover it."
That was the spire that was built just after the war started. The Adeptus Mechanicus gathered together from the deepest pockets and reluctantly built another one.
"As ordered."