Warhammer: Don't Call Me the God of All Machines

Chapter 745: The Great Green Tide (asking for monthly tickets)

Ever since Kirk Da Vinci unified the Green Planet and became the new generation of Orc warlord.

The green-skinned orcs of the entire green planet, and even the entire galaxy, fell into a state of extreme excitement and frenzy under the influence of the ancient orcs' unique waaagh stance.

This unprecedented waaagh stance even allowed the green-skinned orcs to begin to evolve and grow rapidly without going to war.

They get bigger, stronger, and waaagh!

Even the former greenskin warlord Bloodhowl Zak could not completely make all the greenskin orcs in the galaxy surrender.

The instinct of infighting imprinted in their genes allows them to submit to other green-skinned orcs, but their inner ambitions will never completely disappear.

Once an orc warlord encounters failure or setbacks, the loyalty of his subordinates to him will decrease, and they may even plot to replace him.

But Kirk Da Vinci showed overwhelming dominance, and within a few weeks, he had completely unified the entire Green Planet.

The ancient orcs have a natural suppressive power over the current Orcs. For the first time, those orc boys wholeheartedly obey the will of a great leader.

But this was just a humble beginning for Leonardo da Vinci.

His first goal was to take over the entire Ghoul Star and completely wipe out those messy alien races.

Although this group of zombies is terrible, it is the best training ground for Leonardo da Vinci.

He has discovered that the green orcs will only evolve faster in war. The greater the pressure from the enemy, the faster the green orcs' war potential will be stimulated.

He wants to conquer all the green-skinned orcs, and use the frenzy created by the waaagh stance of all the green-skinned orcs to push this race to evolve into the Kolk orcs.

Da Vinci summoned all the technician boys and master technicians on the green planet, and planned to teach them some ancient technology from the Kork orcs.

The green-skinned orcs' bloodline genes store the genetic technology tree of the ancient saints' mark. Whenever their scale breaks through a certain stage, they will automatically comprehend some new technologies.

This is also the reason why the green orcs become stronger and stronger. They can get inspiration from the enemy's weapons and then copy and imitate similar technology from their own brains.

For example, when the greenskins saw the human Space Marines, they imitated them and created a batch of [killing cans]. Although they looked crudely made, the actual effect was better than they had imagined.

Moreover, the weapons of the orcs have always been extremely cheap. A human Astartes needs at least a dozen years of training and honing to become a qualified warrior, but an orc may only need a few days.

Leonardo da Vinci felt an invisible sense of urgency, and the knowledge stored in his brain seemed to be forgotten at an accelerated rate every day.

He could no longer remember those rule weapons that were so powerful that they could even affect the universe itself.

He just remembered that in the distant past, they were even able to use weapons with distorted rules to fight back against the Star Gods, the masters of the real universe.

"I must pass on as much knowledge and technology as possible before I forget more."

"This damn curse, damn Necrons!"

A huge technician with various metal arms and chainsaws hanging all over his body, who made clanking sounds when he walked, came to Da Vinci surrounded by technician boys.

He respectfully performed an orc-style salute to Leonardo da Vinci as a sign of his respect and reverence.

"From today on, you will be called Einstein. This is the name of an ancient Kirk orc inventor. I hope you can inherit his wisdom."

"If you make outstanding contributions, then I will also give you a name."

"I treat you all equally. As long as you can demonstrate your value, I will treat you accordingly."

Da Vinci's original name was a nine-digit code, and after realizing that he was the only Kirk orc left in the universe, he gave himself the unique name Kirk Da Vinci.

Names and titles have extremely special effects and meanings for creatures like the green-skinned orcs who can use the power of thinking.

As Da Vinci gave a name to this orc master, a spark of wisdom suddenly flashed in his eyes.

The waaagh energy in the Great Skill Master's body suddenly began to increase rapidly, and the originally unclear words became clear.

"I feel great, sir!" Einstein roared.

He felt that a lot of knowledge he had never seen before suddenly popped up in his mind.

Different from the technologies he already knew, such as killing cans, King Kong, and ancient giant garbage, these were some of the existences that looked even more waaagh.

His vision also began to shift from the immediate to a more profound and grand direction. He no longer cared about creating single-soldier or vehicle-level creations, but warships and planet-level behemoths.

The way orcs transfer knowledge to each other is completely different from that of humans. They don't need to study, nor do they need to spend time understanding.

Leonardo da Vinci picked some spores from his own head and then spread them on the soil.

These spores began to grow rapidly, and within a few minutes they grew into some beautiful green mushrooms.

The ancient orcs distributed these wisdom mushrooms to Big Tech Boss, Technician Boy, and other orcs of the Dead Skull Clan who came along to join in the fun.

The orc boys, who had been waiting for a long time, wolfed down the mushrooms grown by the boss himself.

It was as if a thunderclap exploded among the green-skinned orcs, and the flame of wisdom drove away the fog of ignorance. These orcs, who were originally in a daze and could only rely on the flash of inspiration to quickly climb up.

"I understand, I understand everything, I am gradually beginning to understand everything!"

"That's it, that's it!"

The great master Einstein screamed in surprise. It felt like there were a hundred Itch Squiggles tickling his heart, making it itchy and unbearable. He was eager to turn what was in his heart into reality.

"If we want to leave the Green Planet, we must first have our own space fleet."

"Among the Ghoul Stars, there are wreckages of those shrimp warships everywhere. We can use these materials to build our own warships."

"Those things of the shrimps are all good things. Even though they look spoiled, it's just that the shrimps don't know how to use them."

"The wreckage of the warp engine in the space hulk can be directly repaired, or wrapped with a neurotic boy's brain and then used again. It can also bring an extra waaagh experience to our warp journey!"

The great technical master Einstein chattered enthusiastically, expressing his ideas to his new chief.

"But the knowledge you just told me, there are some more powerful ways of moving than this."

"We can directly utilize those asteroids that are everywhere. After hollowing them out, we can install powerful squeaking cannons on them, and then add subspace engines and propulsion systems to them, and use them directly as spaceships."

"On these boulders, our Farts and Snots can continue to grow mushrooms and produce new ones in an endless stream."

"Since asteroids and the moon can do it, can our planet do it?"

The Great Skill Master spoke eloquently, and seemed to have figured out how to transform and utilize the endless broken stars of the Ghoul Stars.

"Stars are okay too. Aren't stars much more powerful than planets?" screamed a young technician.

"You're such a fool! It's so hot out there! If we go up there and don't even start working, won't we be roasted like mushrooms?"

Another young technician picked up a huge wrench and smashed it directly on the head of the orc next to him.

Accompanied by a huge crash, an empty echo came from the orc's mind.

"You are the stupid one." The angry technician rushed over, pinned the other party to the ground and bit him madly.

"The sun is so hot, so why don't we avoid going during the day and go up at night?"

"stupid!"

"I am really smart. I will definitely be able to get a name from Lao Da himself."

The green-skinned guys were fighting and making noise, and the big master had no choice but to use the scepter in his hand to smash them away.

"How could I have a boy like you? It's really a misfortune for our family."

"Battle moons and battle planets are what we should build, so that the waaagh's ships will be worthy of our identity."

"As for long-distance travel, I believe we can use the Webway within the Maw to aid our Waaagh expedition."

"Why would those worthless bastards use the Webway? This high-speed sewer in the universe should belong to us orcs!"

When he thought about transforming the planet under his feet into a battleship that could fly in the void, Da Jiba couldn't help but hum.

"We still have too few guys. Without enough guys, fart monsters, and snot monsters, how can we use a planet as a ship?"

"Since we are going to start a waaagh expedition, the green-skinned orcs from other planets must also join us. No Ork will refuse this invitation."

"Master, we need more territory to create new orcs. First, we have to completely occupy the galaxy we are in."

The Great Technician ordered all the young technicians around him to disperse and search for debris and parts that were everywhere on the planet, and use them as a basis to build a super engine that could propel the planet.

With the support of Kirk da Vinci, the great master Einstein can command all the green orcs to join in this grand construction.

"Are there any other powerful enemies in this star region where we are?" Da Vinci asked Da Jiba.

"We need stronger enemies. This will stimulate the evolution of the orcs, and we can recycle the technological artifacts of those enemies, saving us time."

Although in the eyes of this ancient orc, the so-called zombie stars are nothing more than this, not even one billionth of the battle in heaven.

But now the times are different. The warriors under his command are not those powerful Korks, but some degenerated Orks.

Whether in combat effectiveness or execution ability, they are far inferior to their ancient ancestors.

"I think there are many powerful enemies in the galaxy. Big Zach used to take us to compete with those guys."

The great master stretched out his palm which had been transformed into a mechanical structure, spread out his fingers, and began to count them one by one.

"I remember there was a group of guys called the Sethroth, who were very waaagh. Although they were as thin and long as telephone poles, they fought very fiercely, which was quite to our liking."

"But now I realize they might not be native to our universe, because when they encounter an enemy they can't defeat, these bastards will immediately disappear without a trace.

In my opinion, they may have escaped by using space folding or dimension jump."

The Dajiba's current train of thought has both the simplicity, brutality, and vulgarity of the Orks, but also some of the rationality of the Korks, which seems a bit out of place.

"Besides the Saesom, our guys have also come across canned shrimps before. They are completely different from those dry and tasteless shrimps."

"The shrimp cans love to fight us in close combat. They'll use their whirring power swords and chainsaw swords to cut us. Ordinary green-skinned guys are really no match for them."

"Our guys need to take turns to grind those canned shrimps to death. Fortunately, our guys can grow more if we bury them in the ground."

When the Great Master mentioned Astartes, he did not express any hatred or anger.

Those orc boys and orc generals who were killed died in close combat, which was a perfect way to die for the orcs.

The green-skinned orcs who died in the battle will be favored and summoned by Brother Gomao to go to the warp to continue fighting.

Leonardo tapped the Iron Throne with his fingers. Although they were just fingers, they were thicker than the arms of an ordinary Ork.

"Are there a lot of them? When I came from outside the Ghoul Stars, I saw many human worlds."

"The galactic overlords of this era are humans, but they seem to have just experienced a large-scale war and are still in the stage of recuperation."

The ancient orcs naturally would not forget that they were able to escape from the stasis of the Undead Overlord with the help of a group of strange human-transformed warriors.

He could tell that those human warriors had undergone some kind of good biochemical transformation, making them more adaptable to war.

The only drawback is that they are contaminated by the chaotic forces of the warp.

"Those humans, calling themselves Chaos Space Marines, betrayed their Emperor for true freedom and independence."

Leonardo da Vinci was extremely confused. He didn't understand why these human warriors would betray their own race.

These so-called Chaos Space Marines are entangled with extremely foul and filthy Warp energies.

In his impression, the sea of souls in the Warp was far less turbid and unpredictable than it is today.

"I still remember a guy with a pointy head who called himself Ezekyle Abaddon. He wanted to invite me to join their anti-imperialist alliance, but I didn't care about anti-imperialism at all."

"I don't even know any fucking emperor, so why would he want me to join him?"

"His pigtail hairstyle is just stupid. I don't like this guy."

So the ancient orc who had just revived slapped Abaddon away with a slap.

And this guy who claimed to be the leader of Chaos Space Marines actually managed to survive alive and well, without even suffering a minor injury.

Originally, according to Leonardo da Vinci's prediction, a small creature like Abaddon, who was only two meters tall, could be torn into pieces with just one slap.

What surprised Leonardo was that even though he attacked the human named Abaddon, the other party did not show any anger at all.

The other side even kept saying things like "The false emperor should be executed", "The empire is finished", and "Victory is at hand".

Leonardo da Vinci could not understand the other party, nor could he understand the strong resentment and malice towards his own race.

If the ancient orcs had not been united, they would have been exterminated by the Star Gods and the Necrons long ago.

Therefore, after escaping, Leonardo da Vinci directly escaped into the webway through a damaged webway portal stored in Solomnas.

"Though these humans are weak, they possess a resilience that is very familiar to me." "When faced with desperate situations, there are always brave individuals among humans who stand up, willing to sacrifice themselves to save their race."

If we look at the many races in the galaxy today without taking a racial stance, Kirk Da Vinci actually admires the young human species.

"Back then, under the Creator's command, there were many races that weren't particularly strong, but when faced with overwhelming enemies, they also demonstrated their resolve and courage."

The Kolk orcs admire this brave and fearless race, but now the two sides are in opposing camps and can only become enemies.

He wants to lead the green-skinned orcs to break through the shackles of the curse and the cage of fate. The most important thing is to become the new overlord of the galaxy.

Only in this way can they contend with and defeat the Necrons. Without the corresponding strength, they simply cannot survive in this dark universe.

"Master Lao, besides these enemies, the most dangerous and terrifying enemy in the entire Ghoul Star is a group of skinners from the [Dezarak Bone Kingdom]."

Those flayers will attack anything they see, and once they see blood and death, they will appear directly from their pocket dimension and sneak up on their target.

Even the green-skinned orcs who had never known what fear was still showed an uncomfortable feeling when talking about those "skinners".

Of course this doesn’t mean that the green orcs are afraid, they just feel that such an enemy is not waaagh at all!

If they died at the hands of these extremely despicable enemies, the results they achieved would certainly not satisfy Brother Gao Mao, and they would be completely screwed.

"Necrons?!"

Da Vinci immediately clenched his inertia hammer, and a fierce murderous aura gushed out from his body.

His teeth were grinding, filled with hatred and anger that was difficult to erase and forget.

"It was these beasts who attacked the Creator out of their own selfish desires. It was also they who awakened Katan from his slumber within the galaxy."

"It is their jealousy and malice that have transformed the once prosperous Galaxy into what it is today."

"We must destroy the Necrons in the Ghoul Stars, crush the bodies of any metal skeleton, and burn their tomb worlds!"

The waaagh stance of the Kolk orcs expanded wildly, even breaking through the barrier of the curtain and entering the subspace.

A giant emerald green beam of light suddenly rose from the ancient orc's body and then rushed directly into the sky.

The clouds are constantly stirring up waves, and then being dyed dark green.

All the green orcs could hear two ferocious roars coming one after another, as if they were transmitted directly from somewhere in the high sky to the green planet.

Amidst the roar, countless green lightning bolts began to appear out of thin air in the atmosphere above the planet's surface.

Even the lowest-level snot and fart spirits felt their bodies burning hot, with waaagh energy rushing into their bodies crazily.

This was a feast for the green-skinned orcs. Kirk Da Vinci's eyes were fixed on the direction where the beam of light came from.

Through the barrier of the curtain, he saw two extremely huge orcs looking at him with approval.

"Brother Gao, and Brother Mao." Da Vinci spit out the names of the two beings.

He had never imagined that his speech to the green-skinned orcs, the waaagh that was about to start, would actually attract the attention of the second brother.

The Orc Gods were very pleased with their people's awareness, so they bestowed blessings and wished them to move forward courageously.

Countless green waaagh energies surrounded them, squeezing out an independent space belonging to the orcs in the subspace.

Beside Brother Gomao, there are countless green-skinned orcs and boys cheering and setting off the atmosphere.

"Those are the green-skinned orcs who were recognized by Gogo and Mao and went to their side after dying in battle!"

Blood Howl Zach also rushed over. His height soared from five meters to six meters. His muscles were as strong as rock and gold, emitting a deep green luster.

“waaagh!!”

"waaaaagh!!"

The orcs' war cries rose one after another in response to Brother Gomao. They vowed to push the great green tide forward and make the entire galaxy the orcs' territory.

Brother Gomao bestowed his divine power and blessings upon the Kork orcs, merging them into their bodies.

Brother Gao Mao was very happy that there were still ancient orcs in the world. They had not seen the creations of these ancient saints for a long time.

The orcs' emotional resonance lasted only a few minutes before the curtain of the real universe took effect again, blocking their direct connection with Brother Gomao.

But this is enough. With the personal affirmation of Brother Gao Mao, Da Vinci has become the chosen leader of the green-skinned orcs.

Even the green-skinned orcs from other galactic regions would surrender voluntarily and join his great green tide when they felt the weird aura from Leonardo da Vinci.

Leonardo da Vinci listened to the teachings of the second brother Gao Mao with a complicated expression. They told him to do it boldly, no matter who the enemy was or who was behind the enemy, they had their support.

No matter whether it is the four bastards in the subspace or the big golden guy in the real universe, if you want to take action against him, you have to get past Brother Gomao first.

"I won't let you down."

"I will unify the entire galaxy, unify the green-skinned orcs, and then unify you two orc gods."

"Only when Brother Go and Brother Mao become one will the orcs' instinct for infighting finally come to an end, and the curse cast upon us by our enemies will naturally be broken."

Da Vinci's thoughts were far more meticulous and far-reaching than those of other orcs.

Bloodhowl Zak's eyes were full of lightning, and the waaagh energy on his battle axe was almost overflowing. Even if a bloodthirsty demon ran out now, he could knock it down with one axe.

"Boss, our scouts spotted some small spaceships."

"There's absolutely no doubt about it. They're heading for our green planet."

Suddenly, a sharp alarm sounded from outside the fortress, and some green-skinned guys who were on lookout hurried over to report the news.

"Just in time!" Kirk Da Vinci roared.

"I want to fight humans and see what the strength of the galactic overlord of this era is."

"If they're weak... hehehe!"

Zack and other green-skinned orcs stared at their leader with burning eyes, waiting for him to give the order to attack.

"No matter what those shrimps are planning to do here, they will never come back!"

……

Since the outbreak of the Horus Heresy, the few colonies of the Human Empire among the Ghoul Stars have been completely destroyed.

Those monsters and demons beyond human imagination wantonly preyed on human colonists and destroyed the civilization built by humans.

It can be said that there are no large-scale human settlements in the vast zombie stars, and only a few starship humans are struggling in this dark void.

But there are exceptions to everything. There is a chapter of Astartes that has always been tenaciously rooted in the rotten soil of the Ghoul Stars.

The Ash Talons, scions of Corvas Corax and 18th Chapter of the Raven Guard, have long roamed the region.

After Corax returned to the Empire, the Raven Lord was extremely disgusted with the poor conduct of some of the warriors in his legion.

As the 19th Legion had always been under the jurisdiction of the Long Arm of Horus, many warriors in the legion trusted and admired the Warmaster more than the Primarch.

Most of these Raven Guards, who are mainly of Terran origin, come from the slave-owning class. They are extremely fond of violence, use extremely cruel methods, and are extremely arrogant and conceited in their attitude towards human civilians.

Corax naturally disliked these offspring.

After the Battle of Gate 42, Corax completely broke with Horus and exiled those who disobeyed his ideals from the Legion.

The Crow King ordered them to launch an expedition to the Ghoul Stars, in disguised form of exile to this land of death.

Even after the Isstvan V Landing Massacre, when the Raven Guard suffered heavy losses, Corax did not send this isolated army back to provide support.

The Raven King worries about the chapter's loyalty.

They are extremely tyrannical and capricious. If they have already secretly defected to Horus, recalling them would be like inviting a wolf into the house.

This renegade Astartes Chapter, with over 4000 Raven Guards, was not worth mentioning in the context of the Horus Heresy.

But in a remote place like the Ghoul Star, it is already a force that cannot be underestimated.

At this moment, Narat Keeling, the Archon of the Ash Claws, stood atop the chapter's flagship.

Although Corax exiled them, he also gave them 13 battleships and 20 escort ships, which were enough for them to establish an independent force based on warships.

"Zoe Slick, are you sure that the green planet really has the enemy we are looking for?"

"Your prediction this time is too vague. The risks are too great."

Narat Gilling wears a Mark II power armor painted in red, black, and gray.

They were exiled by Corax too early and had no chance to change into the Star-type power armor that Roche had strongly promoted and improved.

There were still countless fine and deep scratches on his shoulder armor, and the gaps in some places had not been repaired yet.

Even if they are space warriors, they must always be vigilant if they want to survive in this dangerous universe.

More than one hundred Terran years have passed since they were exiled by the Raven King, and the number of Astartes in the Ash Claws can only be maintained at around 2000.

More than half of the Ash Claws died in the wars with all kinds of monsters, and in this damn star field, it is extremely difficult to get reinforcements.

To survive here, to pass on their anger at Corax's disregard for their lives and glorious history, Narat Keeling tried everything.

The best way to face danger is to avoid it in advance.

Narat makes great use of think tanks, relying on these psychics' insights into the future to cleverly avoid dangers or nip them in the bud.

Not long ago, his think tank director Zoe Slick issued him a psychic warning.

"A terrible catastrophe will sweep across the Ghoul Sector."

"I only saw a green tide, an endless green tide. Those green-skinned orcs had gone completely crazy. They reproduced everywhere, so many that they even filled the entire star cluster."

"Countless celestial bodies have been transformed into war fortresses by their damned power of thought. What we face are no longer battleships, but damn planets and satellites!"

"They smashed the planets and moons right onto our home planet. Everything was destroyed. There was no chance."

The Terran think tank director spoke somewhat incoherently, and Natra was already on full alert.

He and this old friend have been working together for hundreds of years. Together they fought their way out of the Terra Unification War, and then were exiled by the Primarch because of their misconduct.

Relying on Gillen's psychic prophecies, the Ash Claws have launched surprise attacks on the enemy many times.

They even attacked the Nastramo star zone, plundering the population, ammunition, STC templates and other precious materials there.

"Since the greenskins will become our biggest threat in the future, we must completely defeat them before they gain the upper hand!"

Nutella's voice was hoarse, like rusty steel knives rubbing against each other.

"The current situation of the Ghoul Stars is in a delicate balance."

"We, the green-skinned orcs, the Setho, the Grantor Blood Mist, and the Necrons, all check and balance each other. No one can truly unite the stars."

"I've fought against the Orc warlord on the Green Planet before. That guy called Bloodhowl Zak was a very powerful enemy.

If your prediction is correct, I suspect he may have evolved into something even more terrifying.”

"A more powerful Greenskin warlord? Even the Greenskin Emperor we faced during the Great Crusade?"

Nutella sighed.

He naturally knew how difficult the green-skinned orcs were to deal with. As the intensity of the war increased, the orcs would not suffer any loss of combat effectiveness, but would become stronger and stronger.

Except for the decapitation tactic, other tactics are a catalyst for the green-skinned orcs.

The entire Ghoul Star is like an arena, raising many poisonous insects.

If one day a monster force that could break the balance and exterminate other races really appeared here, Natra would prefer the green-skinned orcs.

"This battle... I hope we can survive."

Natla murmured in his heart that as a veteran of hundreds of battles, he had some extremely special foresight about death.

In his heart, he actually had a very bad premonition about this attack on the orcs.

"But now we serve neither the Emperor nor the Warmaster. We have no choice but to fight for a glimmer of hope in this desperate situation!"

"We can't leave the Ghoul Stars. This is our territory. Since those green-skinned orcs want to fight for our territory, let us fight it out!"

(End of this chapter)