Man in Warhammer, starting Primarch.

Chapter 212 19, Luo Jia's Vision
Abaddon's defeat and the Empire's victory in the Vigilance Star space battle are already indisputable facts. But on the ground battlefield, thousands of demon legions abandoned by the Chaos Warmaster are still fighting tenaciously on the big stage of Vigilance Star.

The wilderness of the earth was set on fire by the flames of war. The green-skinned orc boys occupied almost all places on the planet except the cities. They shouted excitedly and fought with the demons until they died.

In the long battle, the orcs also suffered heavy casualties.

But for the orcs, none of this matters. What matters is - it’s fun!

A desert soaked in blood.

“Aa ...

The orc warlord Cruel Click played with great interest a harp that was more than two meters tall and made entirely of the souls and bones of Slaanesh believers.

This savage orc war chief was like an elegant musician at this moment. On the battlefield full of minced meat and smoke, he used his thick, dark green fingers to pluck the flesh strings of Slaanesh's harp.

The scene is filled with an abstract artistic feel.

With every forceful strumming of the harp, the soul and flesh of the harp felt extreme pain, and emitted a heart-wrenching sound of agony.

The sound was heard by the ears with a cruel click without any sympathy, and it felt so wonderful.

Cruelly, the corners of his mouth opened and he smiled.
"I like this!" He roared loudly, each of his fingers hooked on the strings. He placed his entire rough big hand on the strings, grabbing the flesh hard.

Use the same force as a cat using a scratching post.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!~~~”

The painful sound of Slaanesh's harp is beyond words. This extreme agony, this pain that penetrates deep into the soul, has surpassed all the tortures in the real universe. But if you listen carefully, you can hear the barely perceptible pleasure and pure happiness mixed in with the heart-wrenching screams of Slaanesh's believers.

"I love this so much!" The Warlord obviously didn't have the patience to distinguish the emotions in the voice. He could only hear the pain in the voice and roared with joy because of it.

He wondered who invented this harp and thought it would be necessary to steal a few more.

Brutal Click made quite a noise on the battlefield, but in this chaotic battlefield, apparently not many people noticed him.

The orc boys with red eyes howled like crazy, controlling the large machine guns and firing a volley of bullets directly at the Slaanesh demons in front of them, smashing these ghosts into pieces.

The exploding body was mixed with the screams of the Sinister Demon, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.

A large pool of strange organs suddenly smeared on Cruel Kada's face.

The warlord didn't care and wiped his face casually. The bloody smell, like the mellow fragrance of fine wine, made the warlord even more restless.

"waaagh!!!——" Cruel Kada shouted excitedly. He hadn't felt so happy for a long time!
The orcs around heard the war chief's war cry and responded together. The wilderness set on fire by the flames of war trembled in the green tide's war cry.

Each of them thought that it was more fun to ravage the ghosts in the subspace and feel satisfied to beat them.

As their thoughts came together, an invisible beastly force field enveloped each of them.

This force field has no form, but is extremely overbearing. The chaotic atmosphere on the battlefield that is enough to corrupt an entire city is completely eliminated by this force field.

There is extremely strong resistance to the subspace in both the orc manpower field and the orc genes.

This is why it is difficult for orcs to be corrupted by the Warp.

The few times it was recorded were because some orcs saw Nurgle and thought that this big guy was also green, so he must be Gorr, and then he corrupted himself.

Soon, Cruel Clicker got tired of playing with the Slaanesh Harp and threw it aside like trash and stomped on it hard twice.

The harp was violently broken amid screams of pain and pleasure.

After doing all this, Cruel Click started driving the motorcycle.

As a battlefield boss, his vehicle was naturally extraordinary. The deep red body of the vehicle was covered with steel spikes. On the two thickest spikes at the front of the vehicle, two Slaanesh Daemons were pierced through their bodies and hung there.

As the chariot engine roared, the spikes also vibrated along with the body of the chariot. The two Slaanesh daemons had extremely sensitive senses and immediately felt the excruciating pain of their flesh being torn apart.

Their screams of pain were filled with unconcealable joy.

As great demons of Slaanesh, the more pain they suffer, the happier they are, and the louder and even more wanton their cries become.

The louder and more shrill their cries, the happier Cruel Kada laughed.

Brutal Kada is the champion of the Orc Racing Championship. His driving skills are extraordinary. Just as he was controlling the chariot and preparing to try some new tricks.

He suddenly saw countless wreckages of huge warships in the sky, passing through the sky of the Alert Planet like a meteor shower.

And the sharp-eyed Cruel Kada also distinguished that those were warships belonging to the subspace ghost creatures.

The orc warlord spat in displeasure. At this moment, even the melodious screams of the Great Demon of Slaanesh made it difficult for him to be happy again.

Because he understood that the shrimps had won the space battlefield and the war would soon be over.

Cruel Kada didn't want to end the war so soon. Even if it had to end, the orcs should crush all the enemies.

But the situation on the battlefield will not change because of his thoughts.

Just as he expected, soon, a sharp scream cut through the sky of Alert Planet, and the ramming horn of a huge warship protruded into this world, visible to the naked eye even from the surface of the planet.

A huge roar came from beyond the sky, as if God was beating His war drum.

A golden double-headed eagle with its wings spread out pressed down on the sky, and its outstretched wings extended to the end of the world. Golden light poured down, and for a moment, the foggy planet shrouded in smoke was as bright as day.

Cruel Kada lowered his head and saw that his perfect green skin was now covered with a layer of disgusting gold. Even the blood-red tattoo of Du Ge's overlapping wheels on his skin blended harmoniously with the gold.

He knew what the golden light pouring down from the sky meant—it was the arrival of Xiami's large army.

"Hmph, what's so great about that?" Cruel Kada muttered in a low voice.
"What the hell, he~tui!" He spat a mouthful of sticky phlegm on the ground.

"Boss, what are we going to do?" an orc boy asked excitedly as he rushed over. The orc chariot completed a beautiful drift on the bloody battlefield, raising a lot of smoke and dust.

"Fuck off!" Cruel Kada roared unhappily.

Every orc warlord knows that Xiami is Du Ge's appointed comrade-in-arms. To make things difficult for Xiami is to go against Du Ge's wishes.

The young boys are ignorant and he cannot break the rules.

"Boss, those big birds seem to be coming towards us!" The orc boy who stuck his head out of the chariot and held a telescope suddenly spoke.

When Kankukada looked up, he saw no big birds at all, but rather tiny fighter planes and gunboats. The steel fuselages reflected the golden light of the sky, and they swooped down towards them like golden eagles.

Cruelly gritted his teeth, he knew that these giant steel birds would snatch the enemies from his hands.

"Boss, Commander Xiami has sent a communication signal." The messenger boy shouted to the orc warlord.

"No!" Cruel Kada growled, "Let's get out of here."

"I get annoyed by the sight of shrimp." He yelled.

With brutal clicking roars, the orc army that was originally ravaging the Slaanesh Legion now all ran back to their vehicles.

Without stopping, they turned around and drove away. They came and went like the wind.

A large cloud of smoke mixed with exhaust gas was raised, and the thick smoke enveloped the Slaanesh Legion. The demons stood in the smoke in a daze, watching the orcs leave with visible confusion on their faces, and they couldn't figure out the situation for a while.

Before they could figure out why the orc army suddenly retreated, a loud sonic boom was heard in the low sky.

Under the gaze of the Slaanesh demons, large Imperial transport planes landed on the ground not far from them. Tall warriors wearing heavy black and green armor, holding double-barreled shotguns in their hands, walked out of the opened doors of the transport planes.

Behind these warriors, the mortal auxiliary forces worked together to push out the rune-covered cage.

The confused brains of the Slaanesh demons didn't even have time to think.

Under the watchful eyes of the public, the imperial army launched a surprise attack without even shouting a slogan.

The soldiers walked in the front with shotguns in hand.

Each of their shots was enough to cover a large fan-shaped area in front of them. Countless ammunition poured down, covering the sky and the earth, as dense as raindrops.

They opened fire together, forming a terrifying firepower network with no blind spots, covering everything.

The followers of Slaanesh could only watch the ammunition pouring down, with no room for escape.

These demons with tentacles and claws similar to those of aquatic creatures were being ravaged by the orcs just a few minutes ago.

Their fragile defenses had long been smashed by the orcs' modified trucks, and they were simply unable to withstand the Doom Slayers' surprise attack.

In just a few minutes, the standing demons were knocked to the ground.

But the Doom Slayer did not execute them directly as they had expected. Instead, he classified them like livestock and stuffed them into cages.

A warrior walked on the edge of the battlefield and discovered the exposed claws of a Slaanesh demon in a cannon pit buried in dust.

He walked over, grabbed the huge claws with his bare hands without hesitation, and dragged the demon out.

"No, please." The moment the demon was pulled out, she suddenly turned into a pitiful girl in the eyes of the soldiers.

Her disguise was flawless, and the claws that had appeared before seemed like a fleeting illusion.

"I recognize you, sons of the Lord of Destruction, powerful heroes." The girl's soft and seductive voice echoed in the warrior's ears.

Her voice was so earnest, the admiration revealed in her tone was genuine, her posture was so pitiful, and together with the warrior before her, they created a moving scene.

If something like this happened in a more ordinary world, it would be a love story of a hero saving a beauty that would be passed down through the ages.

But the extraordinary warrior in front of him had no sympathy at all.
His huge iron hand was placed on the girl's arm. Almost every finger was thicker than the girl's arm.

immediately,

"Crack!——"

The girl's arm was torn off completely and thrown aside.

"Ahhhhhhhh!" the girl screamed in pain. The damage brought by the Slayer did not make her feel any happiness, only excruciating pain that penetrated deep into her bones.

She cursed bitterly, belittling the warrior as an unsympathetic thug, her angry voice carrying the sharpness of pain and a strong sense of fear.

The warrior observed her carefully, until then, the girl in front of him finally took off all her disguises.

This is a Slaanesh demon with purple skin and a body similar to that of a slim woman, but with limbs and arms.

Its face is pretty, but its long tongue is covered with barbs.

The soldier looked at it carefully.
"Succubus, ordinary quality." As the warrior spoke, he broke the demon's four arms, dismembered its feet, and pulled out the sharp horns on its head.

His movements were extremely skillful, and it was obviously not the first time he had done such a thing. In just a few seconds, he removed all the inhuman and aggressive parts of the demon's body.

Tactics called the mortal soldiers not far away, "Take it to cage number three."

"Yes, sir." The soldier responded respectfully.

After seeing the soldier taking the dealt with demon away, the warrior turned around and walked towards the next artillery pit.

Although the dust there did not seem to expose anything, there were six unnatural depressions.

He needs to find out.

In this chaotic battlefield, the soldiers' figures look like fishermen leisurely fishing on the beach.

the other side,
Cruel Kada led the orc boys to avoid the fortress controlled by the Empire and directly broke into the city-state where demons were entrenched.

Just as he was preparing to have a thrilling fight with the devil.

In this troubled world, the Warning Planet once again presents an elusive vision.

A bizarre, multi-colored light suddenly flashed out from the ancient ruins at the bottom of the mountain ruins, engulfing the entire mountain like a hazy flower and blooming further.

Many people felt somewhat familiar yet completely strange the moment they saw that light, as if their eyes saw one thing, but their souls saw something completely different, hiding a deeper truth.

Along with the strange light, there was an unclean noise that made the ears of everyone who heard it bleed.

The mortals were disturbed by this sound, but the unfortunate victims described the sound in completely different ways - some heard the sound of nails scratching wood, some heard mechanical rhapsody, and some heard biological knowledge chanted amplified 10,000 times.
Everyone describes the sound differently, but what they all have in common is that whenever they recall the sound, they start crying uncontrollably.

It's like having a spiritual scar opened.

The culprit who caused this incident was currently standing on the altar of the underground temple.

His majestic figure opened his arms, and countless golden runes shone on his skin, making him look extremely sacred, like a golden giant carrying an oracle.

"O primordial power, the first one who orchestrates destruction day and night, look at the ugly appearance of these sinners crying and fleeing. Will you not suck their blood, harvest their souls, and hand them over to me?"

The Great Speaker chanted loudly, and irrepressible emotion was revealed in his voice.

"My lord, we succeeded!" The Word Bearer stood beside him, equally excited.

"Yes, I see it!" Luo Jia responded to his offspring, "My son, we are moving towards a great vision!"

"Ancient conflict of destruction, at the end of this road, we see a truly great existence." His voice was passionate, "That is the true God, who is in no way comparable to those false gods!"

"Yes, sir, everything will be as we wish!"

During their conversation, one Chaos Wizard after another was carried onto the altar. In the blazing fire of the altar, these sacrifices gave their all.

The ancient ritual took shape and the black stone crown stood.

The black stone poles of the Vigilance Star were reversed in an instant, and the mineral that was originally able to pacify the warp had its effect completely reversed in an instant.

Unholy rifts opened, connecting this world to the Eye of Terror.

(End of this chapter)