Warhammer in a box

Chapter 304 Fire Dragon Lord
The unique faith locking mechanism of the box directly made Wokan regard Zhang Heng as the God-Emperor in his mind.

However, the God-Emperor at this time was no longer the mummy sitting on the golden throne enduring endless torture, but was standing alive in front of him.

"Volkan, my son, I am standing before you just as you thought."

Zhang Heng also couldn't help but put his hand on Vorkan's shoulder. This was the pinnacle of 40k's combat power, a legendary figure, and this Primarch was standing in front of him and calling him father. He really got the thrill of being an emperor again.

"Father, what about the empire? How is the empire doing now?" Seeing the God-Emperor standing up from the throne, Wokan also hurriedly asked.

"Volkan, this is not the world we are familiar with, but it also has chaos and, more importantly, humans. Perhaps after saving this world, we can return to the galaxy."

Although Zhang Heng said this, he didn't want to go to 40k!
"Chaos. I understand."

"Volkan, at this moment, the human warriors outside are still fighting hard, and their enemies are those green-skinned orcs. Go and help them, help them get rid of these human enemies!"

After saying that, Zhang Heng tore open a space rift next to Wokan, leading to the badlands.

"Orcs? Does this world also have these blasphemous races?" Speaking of greenskins, Vulkan couldn't help but think of the powerful warboss named Beast.

"I am willing to fight for humanity!"

At this time in the badland, without the waaaagh energy provided by Brother Gomao, those orc wizards were completely silenced, but the orcs still attacked the front line with terrifying numbers.

The black orcs, led by Ironclad, charged into the ranks of dwarves and humans in neat and strong formations.

When everyone is mixed together, the power of automatic weapons is also reduced to the minimum. At least now, accidentally injuring friendly forces is unacceptable.

The human soldiers also had to take out their chainswords for close combat, but their combat effectiveness was not very good.

Close combat is simply a killer of recruits.

Thorgrim sat on his throne and charged forward, while the dwarf warriors also tried their best to resist the surging orcs.

"Captain Morn! The artillery position has gone silent, and the green-skinned cavalry and beasts have broken through the defense line!"

After being awarded the medal, Moren became an officer, but due to his lack of battlefield command experience, he was assigned the task of protecting artillery positions in the rear.

The slow-running orcs might not be able to get in, but the orc cavalry could, with the help of the impact force and the flying dragons from the sky.

And these are not the most deadly.

The artillerymen also drew their weapons and started fighting these enemies. It was not so easy for the orcs to destroy these artillery pieces made of alloy and steel. Even if you used a knife to chop them, at most you could only leave some scratches. The quality of the orcs' weapons might not be damaged even if they were cut off.

But a bunch of jumping Squiggs caused more damage than they were worth.

Morn still remembered that when another squad was facing this group of Squigs, they shot most of them to death and were about to end the battle with their chainswords when a special Squig jumped towards them with drooling mouth.

"Bang~"

The Squig exploded, and the force of the blast left a large hole on the ground, and the soldiers in that squad were blown to pieces.

Moen still remembered that there were several recruits in that class who were in the same training camp as him, but now not even a complete body was left.

Crazy Squig, explosive monster, a special type of Squig.

After that, these explosive monsters actually drilled directly into the gun barrel, and this suicidal attack directly blew the gun barrel into pieces.

With a bang, another cannon was destroyed.

"For the Emperor! Kill!"

Moren felt a surge of blood at this moment. The order he received was to protect the artillery at all costs, otherwise it would have a serious impact on the mission in Bafeng Mountain. He led his team to charge towards the orc cavalry.

"One, two, three!"

While his comrades began to change magazines, he continued to use the laser rifle he was given to kill Squigs and the Orc cavalry. Facing those Orc cavalry who had come close and he had no time to kill them, he chose to use his armor to resist and fight back with his chainsword.

Although the orcs' weapons could not penetrate the armor, the impact force made Moren spit out blood from his mouth.

When Moren advanced a hundred meters, he found that his comrades had fallen on the road, but there were more orc corpses.

"Too few people." Moen felt his head spinning, which was the result of serious internal injuries. He felt that everything in front of him was beginning to blur, and a jumping figure was rushing towards him.

"Am I going to die?" Moren found that he no longer had the strength to lift the weapon in his hand, and just as he was about to accept his own death.

An incredibly tall figure stood in front of him.

The Squig exploded, but the shock of the blast didn't move the man even a little.

"This is."

Just as Morn was wondering who the other person was, the man turned around. Feeling the other person's power and looking at his dark skin, such a powerful warrior said to him.

"You are an excellent warrior. You have done a good job. Now leave it to me."

After listening to Wokan's voice, Moen finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground.

Vorkan, wearing the artifact power dragon scale armor and holding the thunder hammer Dawnbringer, appeared on the battlefield.

Vulkan, considered the tallest even among the Primarchs, stood out from the crowd on the entire battlefield.

The trolls weren't even as tall as them.

The few Astra Militarum soldiers in the army were amazed to see Vulkan appear.

This is a legendary figure, a Primarch who is a descendant of the Emperor, just like Regent Robouti Guilliman.

Another Primarch has returned to us?

"I am Vulkan, the Lord of Fire Dragons, the Primarch of the Salamanders. Warriors of humanity, follow me to kill these orcs!"

The medieval native soldiers might not understand the value of the four words "Primarch", but they soon realized the power these four words represented.

Wokan's speed was incredibly fast, and his huge body made it difficult to see his figure. He eliminated the enemies near the artillery position in just a few seconds.

Next, he rushed to the area where the orcs were most concentrated.

With one blow from the artifact Hammer of Dawn, dozens of orcs were turned into meat paste. The moment he joined the battlefield, Volkan almost destroyed the morale of the orcs by himself.

The orc that was hit even turned into a ball of blood mist and completely disappeared from this world.

"My strength seems to have become much weaker." While fighting, Wokan felt his body at this moment.

The Primarch was made of the Emperor's forbidden knowledge and Warp technology. There was no Warp here, and the part that was replaced by the power of the Chaos Realm made Vorkan not as powerful as it was in its heyday. But even without the so-called Warp essence, Vorkan was extremely powerful with physical strength alone.

After all, he is an existence that one has to deliberately let go when competing with other Primarchs.

"The orcs here seem to be very different from the orcs I know. They are too weak in comparison." Vokhan learned about the enemy in front of him while fighting.

When he found that these orcs were still fighting with cold weapons, he became more and more relaxed.

Even the huge giants could not withstand Vorkan's hammer, and the orcs fell down like wheat.

Soon Vokhan found Ironhide, who was also killing humans and dwarves with the axe in his hand.

The undead guards beside him surrounded their lord.

"Is this the orc warboss of this world?"

Ironhide, who was fighting, suddenly felt a chill in his body. He turned around and met Vulkan's eyes.

Ironhide knew he had encountered a more powerful enemy than he had ever seen.

Vorkan decided to capture the leader first and went straight for Ironhide. Any greenskin who tried to stop him died in an instant.

"Waaaagh!" I have to say that Ironhide is really brave. There is no way he will retreat. Even if he dies, he would rather die on the road to battle.

Picking up the axe in his hand, Tiepi actually went towards Wokan.

(End of this chapter)