Lion's Tooth's scarlet eyes were fixed on the shrimp-like figure before him.
Upon hearing the other party's words, he burst into laughter.
His steel-forged lower jaw and upper palate clanged with metallic sounds.
"You are very WAAAGH, I will keep your head as a trophy and cherish it."
After Lion's Tooth finished speaking, he let out a deafening roar.
"WAAAGH!!"
Then, he charged towards Warmaster.
Lion's Tooth was too massive, and he was fitted with numerous metal prosthetics, like a giant golem forged from steel.
Every step he took was incredibly heavy, making the ground shake.
His arms were as thick as giant trees.
In one hand, he held a massive war axe, while his other hand was embedded with a giant power claw covered in arcs of electricity.
The heavy war axe swung down, creating a loud whooshing sound.
Warmaster rolled to the side to dodge.
Boom!!
The giant axe struck the ground, instantly creating a deep pit.
Around the deep pit, cracks spread out like a spiderweb.
Warmaster seized the opportunity to swing his two-handed greatsword, thrusting it fiercely at the massive Lion's Tooth, but it was blocked by his power claw.
Clang!
The two weapons collided, emitting a resounding metallic clang that echoed far.
The destructive force fields covering the blade and claw collided, tearing and gnawing at each other, unleashing a terrifying energy.
Warmaster used the force to dislodge the opponent's power claw.
When the opponent's giant axe came again, he moved to the side, once again dodging the powerful blow.
Lion's Tooth's war axe struck down, with a boom, it smashed another deep pit into the ground.
Countless shattered stones flew through the air.
Warmaster seized the chance, using the sword in his hand to carve an astonishing wound on the opponent's body.
Lion's Tooth cried out in pain, letting out an angry roar, and used the power claw in his hand to swat Warmaster away.
Bang!
Warmaster crashed into a ruined building, breaking down a wall and kicking up a cloud of dust.
The Orks retreated like a tide, leaving enough space for the two to fight.
The war armor emitted a series of warning sounds, alerting the user to the damage it had sustained.
Warmaster glanced at it, then ignored the warnings, quickly got up, and used the dust to conceal himself.
Lion's Tooth lumbered into the dust with heavy steps.
Warmaster, hidden, seized the opportunity and immediately launched an attack.
He leaped up using nearby debris, gripping the sword hilt with both hands, putting his entire weight into the strike, determined to pierce through the Ork boss with one sword.
But Lion's Tooth was prepared, and he swung his war axe horizontally, ready to split Warmaster in two.
Warmaster's expression darkened; he hadn't expected the Ork boss to resort to such a suicidal counterattack.
Considering that his sword strike might not kill the opponent.The result was highly likely that the opponent would be severely wounded, while he would lose his life.
"This deal isn't worth it!"
Warmaster muttered to himself, choosing to give up and use the momentum to dodge the opponent's attack.
Lion's Tooth pursued, swinging his war axe again.
Warmaster dodged the falling axe.
and using the gap when the opponent's war axe was embedded in the ground.
he swung his sword at the opponent's arm.
Clang!!
A metallic collision rang out.The power claw covered in arcs of electricity once again blocked Warmaster's sword.
Warmaster abandoned his weapon, clenching his fist and smashing it towards Lion's Tooth's head.
This punch was terrifyingly powerful, causing the air to crackle.
Bang!
The armored fist collided with Lion's Tooth's metal-embedded face, making a sound.
Just one punch caused the Ork boss' face to dent inwards.
Lion's Tooth staggered backward, his massive body swaying as if he was about to fall.
"This punch has thirty years of skill, can you block it!!"
Warmaster grinned.
He seized the opportunity to charge forward.
intending to deliver a clean finishing blow to end the battle.
However, the next second, Lion's Tooth's wildly flailing lightning claw grazed his body.
The sharp claw blades instantly carved several astonishing gashes into Warmaster's armor.
cutting into his body.
and bright red blood spilled out.
The war armor emitted urgent alarm sounds, indicating the damaged areas.
"I was careless, I didn't dodge!!"
Feeling the intense pain in his body, Warmaster instantly sobered up, hastily swinging his sword to block the opponent's power claw.
He was too eager, wanting to seize the opportunity to kill the Ork boss, but he put himself in danger.
It truly was as the old saying goes, haste makes waste.
Lion's Tooth's claw grabbed Warmaster's greatsword, then he swung his war axe, intending to cleave the shrimp-like figure in front of him in two.
Warmaster was forced to use his wrist to block the axe handle.
Bang!
The terrifying force shattered the armor on his wrist, creating dents and cracks.
Warmaster felt as if his hand had been broken.
"Heart like a stubborn rock, indestructible."
Warmaster roared, violently pushing away the Ork boss' war axe.Then delivered another punch to the opponent's head.
The greatsword was still gripped by the opponent's power claw, unable to be pulled back.
Warmaster simply abandoned the greatsword.
and lunged at the opponent, fiercely delivering punches to the opponent's head with both fists.
One punch, two punches, three punches.
Every punch was delivered with full force.
The armored fists landed on the Ork boss' head, making clanging metallic sounds.
Lion's Tooth let out a pained roar.
He was beaten back repeatedly.
and his face was shattered under the opponent's heavy punches, revealing bone.
The metal prosthetics implanted in his head were deformed, showing astonishing dents.
Whoosh~
Warmaster threw another punch.
Bang~
The punch that should have landed on Lion's Tooth's head was blocked by Lion's Tooth.
The opponent also abandoned his war axe, using his arm, as thick as a giant tree, to block Warmaster's fist.
Then, with a roar, the power claw on his other hand thrust out, piercing through Warmaster's body.
Blood spurted, bright and vivid.
Immediately after, Lion's Tooth lifted Warmaster, letting out a terrifying roar.
"WAAAGH!!"
The many Ork boys watching also excitedly shouted along with their boss.
"WAAAGH!!"
"WAAAGH!!"
Cough! Cough!
Warmaster coughed up blood, his pupils beginning to dilate.
Lion's Tooth grinned, a smile appearing on his ferocious face.
He flung the shrimp-like can from his claw onto the ground.
and stepped to pick up his war axe that had fallen nearby, preparing to chop off the opponent's head to use as a trophy.
Warmaster could feel his life force rapidly draining away.
After coughing up blood again.
He saw the greatsword lying nearby.
"Heart like a stubborn rock, indestructible."
He mumbled, reaching out to grasp the sword.
With the sharp sword in hand, he gasped for breath, squeezing out the last bit of strength from his superhuman body.
Lion's Tooth walked over, raising his war axe high, ready to deliver the final killing blow.
"Blood for the Golden Throne, skulls for the God-Emperor."
Warmaster used his last ounce of strength to leap up, and the greatsword in his hand fiercely plunged into the opponent's chest, his internal organs spilling out through the torn wound due to the violent movement.
This final blow consumed his life.
Before taking his last breath, Warmaster saw a prompt appear on a golden light screen.
[Two-handed Sword Skill has been promoted to Grandmaster level]
"Finally promoted to Grandmaster level, huh?"
Warmaster's lips curved slightly, forming a smile.Then his head drooped, and he stopped breathing.
But his body, supported by gripping the sword hilt with both hands, remained steadily standing.
Lion's Tooth looked down at the sword piercing his chest.
His scarlet eyes showed disbelief.
Clang!!
The war axe in his hand fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.
The battle thus ended, with both sides perishing.
The battlefield first fell into an eerie silence, and the many Orks watching looked at each other.
Then, they roared in unison, swinging their weapons at each other and fighting.Their boss was dead.The strongest, most WAAAGH boy would become the new boss.
"Boss!!"
The Grot who had been kicked away earlier, bypassed the fighting Orks.
ran in front of Lion's Tooth, pushing aside the shrimp-like corpse.
That Grot gripped the sword hilt with both hands, using all his strength to pull the greatsword out of Lion's Tooth's body.
At this moment, an Ork boy fighting happened to step on the Grot's toes.
The heavy iron boot crushed his toes to a pulp.The intense pain made the Grot cry and wail.
"Oh, my boss!!"
"Why did he die!!"
...…
Lion's Tooth's death caused the Orks of Wandering Port to abandon chasing the shrimp-like fleet.
and instead fight among themselves for the position of boss, to the point where brains were flying out.
Daigo, who had completed his escort mission, successfully led the remaining ships away from Wandering Port.
After a short rest and replenishment of supplies at a port under Imperial control.
He then proceeded to Malz World as ordered to rendezvous.
The Orks who had captured Wandering Port did not take the opportunity to expand, but instead engaged in infighting.
They would not continue their offensive until a new boss was chosen.
Upon learning of this, Fruk, the Big Mek, grabbed a big gun and entered Wandering Port.
After eliminating several idiots, he dragged Lion's Tooth's corpse back to his workshop.
and disassembled him like taking apart parts.
"His heart was smashed, I reckon I can find something else to replace it."
Fruk rummaged through his collection of junk.
Soon, he found a special collectible.
A metal sphere covered with special runes.
inside which shimmered an ethereal glow, like brilliant constellations.
This was a trophy obtained from a fight with another group of Orks during his time on Koronus.
It had patterns similar to Eldar script, but more complex and obscure.
Fruk didn't understand the meaning of these symbols, but he reckoned they could be used on Lion's Tooth.
After studying the metal orb in his hand, Ferec began his work.
He removed Lion's Tooth's shattered heart and inserted the metal orb into its place.
Days and nights later.
Big Mek Ferec completed his work.
The metal orb replaced Lion's Tooth's heart, and more metal prosthetics were installed in his head and body.
He looked fiercer, bigger, and more WAAAGH.
After finishing the repairs, Ferec connected a fist-thick cable to Lion's Tooth's body, preparing for an electric shock resurrection.
Ferec turned to look at the Grot who had been watching him perform the surgery.
"Gelock, go pull the power switch."
Gelock dared not disobey the Big Mek and could only obediently do as told.
He lifted his short legs and walked towards the power switch the other party mentioned.
The power switch was huge, larger than Gelock's body, embedded in a wall covered with metal patches.
He had to jump up and use all his strength to pull it.
Bang!
The moment the switch was touched, a thick electric current instantly shot out, knocking Gelock flying, and he landed as a charred corpse, dead.
Terrifying currents surged into Lion's Tooth's body, causing him to constantly twitch.
The next second, Lion's Tooth's tightly closed eyes opened.
His eyes were initially emerald green.Then they turned crimson.
Lion's Tooth, who should have been dead, was pulled back from the Great Green Tide.
"Gelock."
Lion's Tooth uttered a low sound, looking for his Grot.
Thinking of grabbing him and then kicking him away.
.......
Holy Terra, Emperor's Hammers.
Warmaster: "Hahahaha, hahahaha, hahaha, it's done, it's done."
ILoveNurgle: "Another one gone mad? Drag him away and put him in the same hospital as GuillimanRules."
GuillimanRules: "How did I get dragged into this? Damn it......."
Bluejay: "The Sitting-and-Forgetting Dao is becoming increasingly rampant, suspected Tzeentch invasion, requesting Inquisition deployment."
Wronghammer: "Sorry, no Inquisition, Is Dragon Group okay?"
Daigo: "I am Long Aotian, Dragon Group ID 00, please enlighten me."
Please Drink Sea Turtle Soup: "@Warmaster, what happened? You're so happy."
Warmaster: "I achieved the first Hall-level skill in the game."
Bluejay: "......."
Wronghammer: "......."
SeriousSam: "......."
Spaceking: "What? Hall-level skill?"
John Warhammer: "The one upstairs needs to maintain formation!!"
Yujiro: "Too bad the game doesn't have an achievement system."
Warmaster: "That's true, When will the official release an achievement system!! As the first Player to have a Hall-level skill, I don't even get an achievement or entry into the Hall of Fame??"
Joker: "It'll be released when I get the 'Defeat Angron' achievement."
MidnightLord: "Then I guess that's not going to happen in this lifetime."
Joker: "Are you looking down on me? Do you think I'll never beat Angron? I'll give you one chance to rephrase that, Take back what you just said and say it again."
MidnightLord retracted his statement.
MidnightLord: "Defeating Angron, that's not going to happen in this lifetime."
Joker: "Damn it......, Is that how you rephrase things??"
MidnightLord: "I can't go against my conscience and lie, Have you forgotten the last time you dueled Angron, he instantly killed you and then whipped your corpse for a dozen rounds?"
.......
.......
The vast and boundless Warp.
The magnificent fleet led by Imperial Glory was passing through a Warp Storm, heading towards the Malz World.
Standing on the bridge, Daniel would also take some time to peek at the group chat and forum while analyzing the battlefield situation.
He would browse through the Players' chats and posts to see if there was any important information that the little cattle and horses might have overlooked.
The Emperor's Hammers' chat messages quickly scrolled by.
Seeing the Players discussing the achievement system, Daniel also stroked his chin, considering whether to introduce an achievement system.
The achievement system is an important game mechanism that can encourage Players to constantly challenge themselves and enjoy the fun and sense of accomplishment the game brings.
"Sounds interesting, Let's make an achievement system and let them challenge it."
"Set an achievement for 'Stealing from the Vault of Trazyn the Infinite.' requiring them to obtain a precious treasure from the Necrons Overlord's vault."
"Making a Daemon Primarch break down is also an achievement, right?"
"Oiling and waxing the Corpse Emperor for maintenance?"
"Participate in saving Calgar once, serving as an ICU War God stretcher bearer!!"
.......
Daniel weighed his options and decided to introduce the achievement system in the 5.0 version update.
Those bizarre achievements would surely make the Players work harder and willingly act as cattle and horses.
At this moment, the siren blared throughout the warship.
And the Watchful Bell hanging from the deck's dome emitted a somber clang.
The first chime resonated, shaking the heart.
"Arrived at destination, about to jump to the material universe."
The Celestial Lord shouted from his elevated platform.
His voice transmitted to various departments through the intercom in front of him.
Servo-skulls whizzing through the air spread the Celestial Lord's voice and songs praising the God-Emperor throughout the entire ship.
A group of Mechanical Priests sang in binary in unison.
"Praise the Omnissiah, praise the Machine God..."
The swaying great bell rose to its apex, hovered for a moment, then began to descend.The clapper struck the bell wall under inertia, and the clear bell sound rang out again.
"All warships are to shut down their Warp engines after the countdown ends and follow Imperial Glory into the material universe."
"Repeat, all warships are to shut down their Warp engines after the countdown ends and follow Imperial Glory into the material universe."
A fleet liaison officer sent messages to other warships.
The projection screen flashed, and the icons of one warship after another changed from red to green, indicating that they had received the message.
Daniel stood on the bridge, his gaze fixed on the armored blast shields covering the viewports, as if his gaze could pierce through the celestial tide.
When everything was ready, he ordered the full ship's communication to be opened.
"Another war is coming, my brave compatriots, On the other side of the veil, Heretics and traitors are gathering, and our purpose for this journey is to unleash the Emperor's wrath upon them."
"They grovel before ancient enemies, but soon, they will realize this was an extremely foolish decision."
"We are the Emperor's sword, His angels of wrath, The enemy trembles at our arrival."
"The great revival of the human race will begin from our hands, and the Imperium shall last for eternity."
"Perhaps many will sacrifice themselves for this great goal, but do not fear, the Emperor's Throne welcomes all who are loyal."
"Load all macro-cannons, increase reactor output to maximum, activate real-space engines, Enter the material realm in combat readiness."
"We will fight to the last until the enemy is completely routed."
At the end of the speech, cheers erupted.
"Master, that was a truly excellent speech." Arale, standing behind him, looked at Daniel.
"Praising this speech, does that mean the previous one wasn't good?" Daniel asked teasingly.
"Ah! No, no." Arale was a little flustered, "Master's speeches are always wonderful."
"Still so easily teased." Daniel chuckled, his gaze returning to the battlefield projection map, "Arale, prepare for the slaughter."
Arale nodded, "Understood, Master, Watch me beat up those bad guys."
.......
The great bell chimed, the ship groaned, and the entire deck trembled.
The bridge crew returned to their fixed impact frames and fastened their seatbelts.
Soldiers in the ship's compartments tied themselves to their bunks.
Personnel with relevant equipment secured themselves in place with magnetic locks.
As the countdown ended, the ship's trembling intensified.
People's vision blurred, the outlines of those nearby appeared as double images, and everyone was covered by another hazy film, separating Holy Terra from unreality.
"...Three, two, one! Countdown ended, now migrating, activating real-space engines, all personnel prepare for battle."
With a loud wail, Imperial Glory detached from the Warp and entered the material realm.
Only the navigators clearly saw the entire process; others could only perceive it through the ship's trembling.
"Migration successful." A tech-priest of the Adeptus Mechanicus said, "All ships have safely departed Immaterium, Praise the Omnissiah, praise the Machine God."
"Raise shields, commence battle." Daniel gave the order.