Travel to Warhammer 40K with Gray Wind.

Chapter 25 buffs
"Hmm... These humans claim to be fighting for the emperor's will, to win a treasure with great vitality in the hands of the orcs for the Lord of Humans... Ah, what do you mean?"

Gray Wind subconsciously opened his eyes wide with both hands, full of disbelief: "It's not the orcs that are polluted, but that so-called treasure?"

"That's right." Russell affirmed the idea.

At this moment, Russell was alone driving a small speedboat in the uninhabited sky beyond the Falla galaxy, and the speed was so fast that the entire ship was almost pulled into a thin line.

This small speedboat is not equipped with such a powerful propulsion system. The reason why it can forcibly soar close to sub-light speed is the result of his continuous use of psionic energy to stack buffs.

The psychic potential of the Zelo clan can be used at the end of reincarnation.

While sailing, Russell connected to the communication with the seeker, listening to Gray Wind's pitiful selling, he only felt that his soul was healed.

"If nothing else happens, the chaotic pollution on the Battle Moon should be the handiwork of the evil god Nurgle. The so-called treasures with strong vitality, the God of Life can't help but be interested."

As soon as Russell finished speaking, Gray Wind asked with some doubts: "The God of Life? This name sounds like a very kind god..."

"It would be great if that's the case." Russell laughed: "I'll explain the details to you later. Now I need the situation to be as stalemate as possible. I'll be there soon."

"Marshal, you won't have back pain when you stand and talk."

"I'm sitting down," Russell answered immediately.

"Then you just sit and talk without back pain..."

In the main control room of the Seeker, the little Gray Wind, who was already less than one meter tall, sat on the table shaking his feet, watching the intrusion reports from all over the space station with a sad face.

After a long battle of attrition and the sinking of countless warships, the orcs finally succeeded in attacking the Seeker space station.

It is a little reassuring that at this time, a large number of damaged human ships are moored in the fleet anchorage at the bottom of the space station for repairs.Knowing that the space station was invaded, this group of red-eyed pilgrims didn't ask Gray Wind for help, and immediately sang hymns praising the emperor and went desperately with the orcs who came from the gang.

"Human beings are really scary." Gray Wind sighed softly, his brows were still tightly frowned, and the information sent back by the sub-process showed that the walking process of the Cyberlux battle body became more and more sticky.

Chaos corruption is currently limited to the energy supply lines under the leg armor, and it has a tendency to spread upwards.

If the filthy flesh grows and spreads to the control center at the chest, Gray Wind will have to give up this machine, lest Chaos pollute its main consciousness along the sub-process.

Thinking of this, Gray Wind couldn't help thinking of the stories Russell would tell himself every night.

"Because the area of ​​corruption is not too large, let's consume as much of the orc's vitality as possible..." Gray Wind dragged the battered space station to rest on the side of the Battleship Repentance Fire, and at the same time let the combat troops on the ground concentrate their firepower to bombard the ancient giant garbage on the opposite side.

The concentrated fire of 18 battle units, even if the green-skinned ancient garbage, which is also a Titan unit, was blessed with a waaagh!!! force field, it only lasted for less than half an hour before collapsing and turning into a pile of scrap iron again.

The scene of such a huge weapon being destroyed is not without its grandeur. The bravery of the Cyberlux battle body greatly boosted the morale of the soldiers of the empire. They followed the Titan Legion. The rumbling steel torrent was about to kill the green tide, and the fortress where the orc leader was hiding was close at hand.

Solemn hymns sounded on the near-vacuum battlefield. Gray Wind couldn't understand the obscure vocabulary. It was even more curious why there were people singing on the battle moon, and how did those singing voices pass through the helmet?
But soon Gray Wind discovered that it wasn't just the imperial troops who were inspired by the powerful fighting power displayed by the combat troops.

The orcs who had been brutally slaughtered became mad for some reason, and there was no trace of fear from them. The fierce battle roars that went on and on rang through everyone's hearts, and even the hymns praising the emperor were covered by this huge noise.

Waaagh!!! ——!
The waaagh on the battle moon!!! The force field became unprecedentedly powerful at this moment, so that Gray Wind, who was manipulating the Cyberlux battle body whose legs were infected with Geller's Iron Plague, suddenly discovered that the body's footsteps were no longer heavy, and even more vigorous than before?

"What's going on here?" Gray Wind couldn't understand this weird situation at all, not only the speed of action, but even the plasma and live ammunition splashed from the weapon system were becoming more lethal, as if they had been given a layer of berserk buff.

In the end, it was Russell who answered the question for it.

"The scene where the battle body you controlled destroyed the orc titan was witnessed by too many orcs. They thought these big guys were waaagh!!!, so the waaagh!!! force field on the moon began to increase the strength of the battle body troops."

Russell said lightly: "They think you are very powerful, then you will be very powerful. Orcs are such things, just get used to it."

waaagh!!! The force field itself is also a variant of spiritual power. The orcs think it is waaagh!!! The cyberlux battle body is now equivalent to receiving a layer of powerful spiritual power blessings. The chaos pollution suffered before is just like that.

Buffing the enemy when fighting, this kind of suffocation operation is only the green skin in the universe, the style of this group of guys has always been like this.

"It's outrageous..." Gray Wind has a new understanding of monster creatures like orcs, and today it finally knows that Vulcan, the Lord of Fire Dragons, died at the hands of something.

However, the orcs waaagh!!! The activation of the force field is a buff for the combat troops, and other imperial troops are quite miserable. The orcs who are completely waaagh in the battle have become more ferocious and tougher than before, and the iron giants that are emitting black smoke are also becoming more difficult. Even war dog-level Titans have suffered heavy losses in close combat with the orc iron tank mecha.

With the fall of the Imperial Titans, the cover of the combat units has gradually increased.

The imperial troops were blessed with fanatical beliefs, and the light of the emperor shone on each of them, but they were not polluted by chaos, but the current situation in both the ground battlefield and the orbital battlefield was not optimistic, and Gray Wind felt that he could not hold on any longer.

"Marshal, when are you coming back?"

"It has arrived."

"So fast!"

The voice on the communication channel fell, and a speedboat that was so fast that it almost stretched itself out of shape plunged into the outer orbital battlefield where countless ship wreckages were floating.

The Confession Fire with the most complete equipment was the first to notice this uninvited guest at a high speed, but its speed was so fast that ordinary equipment could not catch the tail of the track that the speedboat dragged in space.

After a brief discussion, a psychic consultant on board, a disciple of the prophetess Alexei, was ordered to remove the cloth strips covering his eyes.

　From this chapter on, there is a new plot that has not been posted.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)