Chapter 54 54, Green-Skinned Orcs

Although the Primarch did not personally go out to comfort the surviving people of the Empire during these days.

But when the tall and burly Space Marines and the spirited Battle Sisters walked in this world, most of the people of the Empire welcomed the arrival of the angels with tears in their eyes.

The Emperor's angels came to him, and all sufferings would be far away.

The devout faith gathered on Dukor.

Became his never-extinguished source of power.

In the warp.

When Nurgle learned of the failure of Lymbas and the Withered Legion, and felt the loss of his own fragments.

The Lord of Life fell silent for a rare time.

He expelled all the children in the garden, and just sat in the swamp and silently boiled the thick soup. Even the Eldar Goddess of Life did not see him during this period.

For this great existence, this was an unprecedented failure.

He became weak because of this, although it was only a little insignificant weakness.

But just like the beasts in the forest, they cannot expose any weakness to their opponents, and neither can he.

But this does not mean that he gave up.

On the contrary, the loving father now pays more attention to the Primarch, like a beast hiding in a dark corner, licking its wounds and waiting for its prey.

This is the weakest and most dangerous moment for Him.

On a lost world in the warp, as one of the few people who knew the news of the complete demise of Lymbas, Mortarion laughed a low and strange laugh. The demise of his kind seemed to make him quite happy.

The corrupted demon flies around this world flew around happily.

The thick green plague miasma was scattered wantonly, and the Nurglings jumped and played in the poisonous fog.

"My brother, you always make people's eyes bright in silence." Mortarion's low tone was barely audible in the poisonous fog.

Since the end of the Great Heresy, this ascended demon lord of death has completely isolated himself from the things of the real universe. In his eyes, everything in the real universe is humble and boring.

On the contrary, the great game between the gods is much more interesting.

It was not until he learned that his primarch brothers had returned that he once again rekindled his interest in attacking the material universe, but before he could set off, something more interesting happened.

No. 2 really gave him a big surprise. Mortarion raised his head slightly, as if talking to himself, or as if he was talking to someone,

"I am different from you. I never let myself indulge in this corruption. I just use it and control it. I will make corruption my loyal servant."

"My brother, win, keep winning; taste the joy in the constant victory. Maybe until the end, the arrogant you will be surprised, who is the real winner."

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For Dukel, Nurgle's silence was something unexpected and reasonable.

This evil god is never known for revenge.

Just like the green-skinned orc god, Gogo, who had challenged Nurgle head-on, Maoge went around behind him, gave him a club, knocked him unconscious, blocked the exit of the garden and beat him up, and then left.

This incident happened a long time ago, and even became a topic of bragging among the orcs. But until now, there has been no news of Nurgle taking any decent revenge on the two green-skinned gods.

In the following days, Dukel met with the great sage of forging, Gris, and discussed with him the feasibility of various technological breakthroughs.

Until the Primarch said that he wanted to capture greenskins for research, the poor great sage was frightened.

Researching alien technology is a taboo among taboos for the state religion and the mechanical doctrine.

Generally speaking, it is necessary to endure the burning and shooting of the Inquisition, and then hold meetings for five or eight years and vote countless times before such a project can be promoted.

However, when the Primarch detailed the feasibility of greenskin genetic technology for technological breakthroughs, Gris had to admit that this was an amazing idea.

Driven by the desire for knowledge, the great sage finally decided to take the risk and cooperate with Dukel's technical research.

Half a month later, the chaotic forces in the South Reese galaxy had been completely cleared.

After a short rest, the expeditionary corps sailed in the subspace again.

—— Heading towards the coordinates provided by Political Commissar Kane.

The green-skinned orcs are a strange race. They are plants that can run and jump, and animals that can photosynthesize. If a piece of dandruff falls off, a large number of orcs can grow out of the land.

So far, they are the only race that has achieved a numerical advantage in the war with the Zerg.

They are war weapons created by the ancient saints.

In order to enable these green-skinned boys to adapt to fighting under various conditions, the ancient saints engraved their technology into the genes of the green-skinned orcs.

This genetic technology allows them to quickly leap from the simplest low-level civilization to a high-level civilization without any knowledge inheritance.

If there is a war catalyst, this speed will be greatly accelerated.

And in their genes, there is also a special force field, which is a product of the ancient saints' technology, a powerful force field that is enough to distort the laws of the real universe-waaagh force field!

Thousands of green-skinned orcs gather together, and this force field will become stronger and wider.

In the waaagh force field, the greenskins, known as warlords or battlefield bosses, will become smarter, stronger, and can drastically change the physical rules of the real universe.

For example, the greenskin boys believe that if they pile up a pile of scrap copper and iron, as long as there are wheels, it is a car, and this pile of scrap copper and iron can really be driven like a car.

The greenskin boys believe that the car is not running fast enough because it is not painted red, so as long as the car is painted red, the speed will really increase.

As a war weapon created by the ancient saints.

This force field can even allow them to piece together a pile of scrap copper and iron into a space battleship that can sail in space, and a war fortress that can easily destroy the world-Battle Moon.

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Guided by the coordinates provided by Kane, the expeditionary corps came to an agricultural world called Euro.

The vast plains are full of greenskin orcs and military vehicles that can be driven for unknown reasons.

Countless off-road vehicles are moving forward in a mighty manner, surrounded by huge Ork war motorcycles.

A huge number of greenskin boys, with guns and swords in their hands, and various colors of paint on their tattered armor.

The short fart spirits and psychic boys ran around like crazy in the orc army, making indistinct screams.

Hundreds of war trucks raised dust all over the sky, and the sturdy orc warriors stood proudly on the roofs, making very waaagh roars.

Their weapons and armor looked crude and tattered, but any enemy who underestimated these equipment would pay a terrible price for it.

In the eyes of the green-skinned orcs, humans are both food and toys.

They stared at the imperial town with greedy eyes, ready to loot this agricultural world at any time.

Just as they were marching forward,

"Boom! ——"

The attack of the outer orbital cannon exploded in the torrent of the orc army, making the already chaotic green-skinned orcs even more chaotic.

The first thing the expeditionary corps did when it came to the outer orbit of this world was to open fire!

Macro cannons, light spears, orbital cannons and other powerful weapons were all exerting their power. The machine spirits roared along with the roars of humans. A large number of orc fleets docked in the outer orbit were destroyed by the expedition fleet.

The ships were broken into pieces, and the debris and corpses floated in space.