Warhammer, but Emperor's Chosen

It stood between the Orc Boy and the Space Marines, indiscriminately burning hundreds of Orks and Space Marines to ashes. The Psychic Boy was too lazy to identify the enemy, because it would reduce its power.

Although there are far more dead orcs than big humans, what does it matter?

It’s all killing anyway!

The weak should be eliminated, and new orcs will grow out of the soil. It doesn’t matter how many die!

Nothing could stop the Psychic Boy's psychic fire until it hit a circle of invisible barriers.

The Star Claw Librarian was surrounded by blue lightning, and the other Astatas gathered around him, reorganizing their formation and attacking the orcs.

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"Waaagh!!! Hahahaha!"

Warboss used a circular saw to cut open the Space Marine's Hades-type Terminator armor, leaving a scar extending from the shoulder armor to the chest. Blood flowed out from it but quickly coagulated.

Under the stuttering wound was a heart that was also bleeding.

Kanak plunged the power sword into the ground, supported his body, and breathed deeply.

One of his hearts was almost completely damaged, and the other heart had to bear too much of a burden in a short period of time, which even the superhuman physique of a Space Marine could not bear.

He was the captain of a company and the champion of the chapter, but he was still no match for the Warboss.

He knew that if he continued like this, he would die here in battle.

But he must take the lead, and only he can take the lead.

The other battle brothers don't even have the qualifications to fight back against this orc warboss!

"Waaagh! Human! Stand up!"

Warboss did not take the opportunity to launch a sneak attack, but instead laughed even more happily.

He stood before Karnak, his massive shadow almost obscuring the Space Marine.

Warboss could have killed him by chainsawing his head off, but Warboss didn't do anything. He just stood there and waited patiently for him to get up.

He feels great now!

There has never been such a wonderful battle!

Compared to this big human, the other orcs are as weak as shrimps.

Of course he would kill him, but he would kill him head-on, not by sneak attack!

After killing all these big guys, he will ask Da Jiba to speed up the development of new garbage ships. He is going to go to the human world to kill and find more big human guys to fight!

This is what he expected, and it is also what Brother Gao Mao expected.

Karnak drew his sword and stood up, staring at the Warboss opposite him.

He saw a hint of approval and appreciation on the seemingly stupid and honest face of the orc opposite him.

Kanak understood that these seemingly crude and barbaric orcs were actually as cunning and shrewd as anyone else, but they usually did not use it because it would affect their enthusiasm for fighting!

"Stand back, Brother Canak!"

Huron's deep voice came from behind him, "He's mine!"

Huron stepped forward and looked directly at the orc warboss.

As long as he is killed, the war can be declared over. Orcs are always like this, once they lose their leader, they will scatter like birds and beasts.

Huron watched the whole process of the battle. Canak failed to defeat the orcs, but it was not his fault. He had tried his best.

Although Canak had killed the Orc Warboss more than once, he couldn't do it this time.

The reason is simple, Orc Warbosses also have different strengths.

Even Huron had to admit that this was more powerful than any Warboss he had ever encountered!

"Big blue one! Waaagh!"

When Warboss saw Huron, his eyes suddenly lit up. Although he sneered at the human aesthetic of blue being strong, the excitement and passion of fighting with the big guy made Warboss' blood boil. He abandoned Kanak without hesitation and rushed towards Huron excitedly.

All he wants now is to kill Huron!

Because his intuition told him that killing Huron would allow him to complete his transformation!

Canach did not dwell on his own defeat, nor did he intervene in the battle between the Chapter Master and the Warboss.

He swung his sword and charged towards the green tide in the distance, towards the psychic brats who were being protected by those orc brats wearing strange clothes and wielding ragtag weapons.

The Psychic Boy also saw him, and a beam of light flashed out from his eyes, piercing through the armor of the Hades-type Terminator Armor, causing Kanak to groan in pain.

But his movements did not slow down at all. He swung his sword and killed several orcs who blocked his way.

The final sword slashed at the psychic boy's psychic shield.

Snapped!

With a crisp cracking sound, the Psychic Boy's shield was shattered by the power sword.

His head was cut off by Karnak.

boom!

Thousands of orcs fell in unison, the backlash of psychic energy exploding their brains and creating a green sea of ​​corpses around them.

Kanak didn't stop at all, stepping on the corpses of the orcs and rushing towards the orcs who were pouring into the gap.

Although he couldn't beat the Warboss, and although he was seriously injured, he could still kill other orcs!

The power claws flashing blue disintegration points pierced the Warboss' chest, and the orc roared and cut open his chest armor with a chainsaw.

But that doesn't make sense.

Huron had no objection, but risked mutual destruction and tore it apart with his power claws.

puff!

The orc's upper body was completely torn apart by the power armor, and green flesh and internal organs flew across the air. Warboss' eyes were roaring, but no sound came out of his mouth.

He roared in battle and also met death in a battle that satisfied him.

Huron lowered his head and touched his battle armor with his power armor. One of his hearts and most of his internal organs had stopped functioning.

But it doesn't matter, this fatal injury is not fatal.

Looking at the orcs who were scattered like birds and beasts after the death of Warboss, Huron shouted in the sound array device:

"pharmacist!"

Chapter 158 Space Entropy Rat

The Weepers' fleet remained in the void outside the galaxy, and the Rogue Merchants' fleet was mixed with them.

They were waiting, waiting for the order to come.

In the Maelstrom, the largest aliens are undoubtedly the orcs.

These warlike orcs will ruthlessly exterminate anyone who comes into contact with them, and the human empire will be equally ruthless in exterminating them.

So this task was given to Huron, and the huge military force of Star Claws can complete this task well.

Aside from the Orcs, the Dark Eldar are the ones that most frequently attack humans.

Although the Lamenters wanted to wipe them out, these aliens often used the webway to quickly move. They could defend against the attacks of the Dark Eldar, but it was difficult to completely defeat the Dark Eldar, because the Dark Eldar would never stay in the real universe for a long time, and there were always new Dark Eldar coming to the real universe from the hidden webway to plunder.

If they encounter Dark Eldar they will deal with them, but that is not their primary mission.

Because in the Maelstrom, the most dangerous aliens may not be the Orks or the Dark Eldar, but the Hrud.

Starship, captain's room.

Noah read through all the reports he had obtained, all the reports concerning the Hrud.

During the Great Crusade, orcs were far less rampant than they are now.

The aliens that posed the greatest threat to the Great Crusade at that time were undoubtedly the Randan, and apart from them, perhaps the Hrud.

There is another more appropriate name for this alien:

Space Entropy Rat.

Opposite him, Foros, the Captain of the Lamenters, spoke slowly:

"More than two hundred years ago, the Lamenters once landed on the planet of the Hrud in a battle. The result of that battle was that two hundred battle brothers were sacrificed, and only a few survived, but they were unable to continue to perform their duties due to old age.

"The reconnaissance team we sent to the Hrud planet was also not spared. They lost contact with us right after landing and did not send back any useful intelligence."

Noah frowned as he listened, and he reviewed the report over and over again before finally making a decision:

"Then don't land, just issue an extermination order! Foros, what do you think?"

Foros pondered for a moment, nodded and said:

"Issuing an extermination order is indeed the best option. This will avoid close combat with the Hrud."

If this were a human colony, Foros would certainly think Noah was too extreme and would strongly oppose it.

But since it is an alien planet, Foros feels that Noah's proposal is actually a bit conservative.

The reason is simple: the Hrud are too dangerous and their planet does not have much strategic value. Directly issuing an extermination order is the best option to avoid further losses.

To the human empire, the Hrud are no less threatening than any other alien species.

These abominable creatures will generate an 'entropy field' around them, distorting everything around them -

Stones weather, metals rust, and guns jam.

The ceramsite power armor will also be corroded by time, leaving only particles, exposing the Astartes' old and decayed flesh.

If the Hrud gathered in large numbers to start a migration, the space-time shockwave they caused would be enough to destroy the entire fleet in an instant, and even the entire galaxy would be wiped out!

Landing on a Hrud planet would have proven unwise at any time.

The Hrud are insatiable diggers who dig hundreds of kilometers of tubular nests underground on the planets they control. Any enemy who attempts to invade their planets will suffer countless casualties under these complex nests and the Hrud's entropy field.

It was at their hands that the Iron Warriors suffered great losses during the Great Crusade.

Noah was not going to try lightly to do something that even the Space Marine Legion could not do.

Of course, this is also due to Perturabo’s extremely twisted personality. If it were any other legion, they would probably directly issue an extermination order, but Mr. Krabs wouldn’t do that.

Obviously, the Iron Warriors and the Imperial Fists are equally good at offense and defense, but the Imperial Fists are just like their name, looking for the enemy's weaknesses and punching through the enemy's defenses with one punch.

As for the Iron Warriors...

Mr. Kratos: F2A! F2A all of them! If you can take them down, the merits and demerits will be offset. If you can't take them down, I'll kill you with blows!

During the Siege of Terra, Plankton proved that he was indeed a master tactician, countering Rogal Dorn's moves and even taking out an unnamed man with pigtails.

Perturabo could have done better during the Great Crusade, but he rarely used tactics and never cared about the casualties of his offspring.

Because Perturabo seemed to want to use this method to attract the Emperor's attention and let the Emperor know how many casualties the Iron Warriors paid for the Great Crusade and to complete his orders.

And perhaps all he wanted was just a compliment from the emperor.

But unfortunately, Perturabo obviously used the wrong approach.

If he had conquered as many worlds as possible with as little loss as possible, the Emperor would have certainly praised him. But Perturabo chose the opposite approach, and even complained after doing all this: It's all the Emperor's fault!

Although I led the legion, although I issued the orders, although I formulated the tactics, although I was the one who carried out the eleven massacres, and although it was me who massacred the mother planet and then rebelled for fear of being blamed, but as the Emperor, don’t you have any responsibility at all?

But it's true, Noah also felt that the Emperor was wrong. His mistake was that he didn't give Mr. Kratos a psychic blow to wake him up!

Throughout the history of the Great Crusade, the Emperor's attitude towards the Primarchs was extremely contradictory. It is no wonder that some people think that the Emperor deliberately abandoned some of the Primarchs.

Of course, there is another explanation:

As we all know, Mr. Krabs is a twisted freak, and all the Primarchs inherited part of the Emperor's personality.

From this we can draw a radical conclusion: the Emperor is the PlusProMax version of a super twisted monster!

Noah turned his head guiltily and glanced behind him. Would the emperor hold a grudge over such a small matter?

Forget it, just hold a grudge. It’s not the first time anyway.

"Sir! Alien fleet!" White shouted.

Noah looked out the window. The Hrud planet had become very large, and the Hrud fleet had formed a petal-shaped defense pattern in the space outside the planet.