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

Chapter 747: The Destruction of the Ash Claw (asking for monthly tickets)
Nutella Killeen had run out of options.

His Cinder Claws were now mired in the Ork's war, with even the hope of retreat growing increasingly slim.

Those damn orcs seemed endless, crawling out from all directions, even from underground pits.

What's worse is that these green-skinned orcs are not those weak-combat fart monsters and snot monsters.

It seemed as if there was a strange force that greatly increased the overall mass of these green-skinned orcs.

Combined with the numerical advantage of the green orcs, this increase will be fatal.

Killin, who was too anxious under the think tank director's prediction of destruction, had already smelled the scent of the Ash Claw's demise.

However, the prophecy Zoe made was clearly in the more distant future.

The reason why the Ash Claws beheaded Bloodhowl Zak at all costs was to nip the so-called green tide in the bud.

But who would have thought that they had just received the prophecy and wanted to interfere with the future, but they suffered a crushing defeat at the hands of the green-skinned orcs.

According to Keeling's estimation, there are at least more than 10,000 super-heavy armored bosses on this green planet alone.

You have to know that these are not those green-skinned orc soldiers. If the super-heavy-armored bosses were placed in some smaller orc tribes, they would be enough to become their orc warlords.

Even for the Space Marines of the Ash Claws, it would take a lot of effort to defeat a super-heavy armored boss head-on. These guys with thick skin and flesh are extremely difficult to kill.

This doesn't even include those fucking King Kongs, killing cans, and the green-skinned guys who outnumber them by dozens or hundreds of times.

On the more distant battlefield, huge black shadows like mountains were approaching with heavy steps.

When they began walking on land, every movement was accompanied by a loud noise like an earthquake.

Natra Killin, who had once fought alongside the Titan Legion, knew very well that those damn things were Titan-class units of the green-skinned orcs.

Gujuji, this is the anthropological name for these moving mountains.

They look like countless illegal buildings built with garbage, but it is worth noting that these ancient garbage piles can move at a fairly fast speed.

The ancient giant is not only a terrifying killing weapon on the battlefield, but also contains a complete arsenal inside that continuously produces weapons, ammunition and power energy.

If the interior of the human Titan is filled with mechanical servants, technicians and mechanical priests, then the interior of the orc's ancient giant is filled with countless fart spirits and technician boys.

This unassuming, seemingly untechnical ancient giant is equipped with a belly cannon specifically designed to attack the lower body of the Imperial Titan.

When fighting against the ancient giants, no one knows what unique combat weapons these Orc Titans, each of which is a customized model, will have.

As the ancient giant moved, the fluttering metal hem of the giant crushed all the light infantry on the surface like an iron plow.

"Damn it! How come these orcs can even create a Titan-class unit like the Ancient Giant?"

"Is this the kind of thing a galaxy-level orc force can possibly possess?"

"We have no heavy Titan support. The only ones that can provide fire support are the warships in orbit."

"However, countless green-skinned orcs on the planet's surface have gathered a massive waaagh field for protection. The warships cannot break through this barrier and directly attack the orc titans on the surface."

If Gillin knew that these orcs had even created a giant like the Ancient Giant, then even if he was as stubborn as he could be, he would not have been able to launch an orbital airdrop.

Only Titans can fight Titans. This is an iron rule that applies to most battlefields.

Although many times, there are legends such as "super-heavy tanks besieging and hunting Titans", "Space Marines boarding and beheading Titan drivers", and "Sanguinius single-handedly destroying the Emperor-class Titan".

But it is precisely because these things are so rare and so bizarre that they become typical and are passed down by people.

At this point, Gillin finally knew what the holes around the orc towers he saw during the orbital drop were for.

The green orcs hid all their heavy war forces, including those damned ancient giants, underground.

When did they start to learn to hide themselves?

Killin's modified brain was thinking about this problem frantically, and he was even surprised to find that his beheading action might have been expected by the orcs.

Gu Juji's melee weapon is a wrecking ball tied with a giant chain. The hydraulic crane swings the wrecking ball on the chain, like a human demolition worker in ancient Terra, sweeping across the battlefield madly.

Many Ash Claw Space Marines were directly crushed into scrap metal by hundreds of tons of iron balls. The flesh, blood and metal debris merged into the garbage iron balls and continued to sweep towards other warriors.

"Our boy didn't have time to pass on the message, hehe."

The heavily armored orc boss in front of Kirin laughed, with a cunning glint in his eyes.

"I know you're anxious, but don't worry, our jailer will be here soon."

Keeling condensed his crazy rage into cold murderous intent. He adjusted the state of his power claws in order to face Blood Howl Zak in the best condition.

Although the orcs are barbaric, their warlords are unlikely to refuse a challenge.

Refusing a challenge is a very unworthy behavior for these green-skinned orcs, and it will also reduce the boss's prestige and status in the eyes of the boys.

"If we behead Bloodhowl Zak at all costs, we still have a chance to evacuate part of the regiment."

"As soon as the orc warlord shows up, forget about a one-on-one fight, just attack him together!"

The think tank director used psychic power to connect with the chapter leader and other Terminator guards, and everyone understood Killin's thoughts in an instant.

First, use a duel to trick the green-skinned orc warlord out, and then after the other party shows up, attack him in groups without any moral judgment.

Although this goes against the creed of Space Marines, it is indeed the method with the highest success rate at present.

The Ash Claws have become a renegade chapter, so naturally they don't care about honor and fairness like the Imperial Fists do.

The best way is to kill these green-skinned orcs.

The Space Marines of the Ember Claws were closing in on the Chapter Master, closing the distance between them.

In just a few hours, this regiment rooted in the Ghoul Stars suffered its greatest loss in a hundred years.

More than eight hundred Space Marines were killed in the battle, their bodies and equipment were divided up by those damn green-skinned orcs, and even their weapons were snatched away by the orcs.

Keelin's heart was bleeding, as these were the assets he had accumulated bit by bit.

Ever since he was exiled to the Ghoul Stars by Corax, he has tried his best to keep his regiment going.

He wanted to prove to the Raven Lord that they were not wrong, but rather Corax was the one who was wrong.

The surrounding orc super-heavy armored bosses and King Kongs began to disperse, and all the Orc orcs formed a huge circle similar to the ancient Roman Colosseum.

The Space Marines of the Ash Claws were surrounded like the remnants of a failed slave uprising.

Those ancient giants as huge as mountains also came closer. A large number of green-skinned orcs climbed up to a high place along the skirts of the ancient giants, and then looked at the canned shrimps with a teasing look as if they were watching a play.

"The boss of that shrimp can wants to challenge our boss."

"It's a one-on-one duel. It's the waaaghest one-on-one duel!"

"I can't wait to see the boss kill this shrimp."

Waves of noisy orcish whispers rang out from all directions, and the strong body odor of the orcs in the air almost made people faint.

Some orcs were also fighting for the dead Terminator warriors. They tore open the bodies of the dead as if they were playing a game, and then wore the parts of the Terminator armor on themselves.

Some green-skinned orcs even pulled out Astartes' heads along with their spines and inserted them into the hair on their backs as decorations.

The blood of the Space Marines flowed onto the earth, and before it dried up, it was sucked clean by the fungi of the green-skinned orcs, without any waste.

What a blasphemy this is.

How barbaric this is.

Extreme anger and sorrow lingered in the hearts of every Space Marine.

They desperately wanted to slaughter these blasphemous orcs and then use the extermination weapon to burn the entire planet into glass.

But the fact cannot be changed. Relying solely on their strength, they are completely unable to fight against this level of green tide.

"It's only been a short while. Is another green-skinned orc empire about to rise from the ghoul stars?"

"The aftermath of the Ullanor War hasn't completely dissipated yet. Is the Empire ready for another Green Tide?"

Kirin began to worry about the empire he had betrayed.

The Ash Claws had indeed renounced their allegiance to the Emperor, not their altered sense of human identity.

Once these green-skinned orcs bred in the Ghoul Stars were allowed to rush out, it would be a horrific disaster for the entire galaxy, with a destructive power no less than the Horus Heresy.

When he thought of this, endless strength seemed to surge out of Keelin's tired body again.

He stared determinedly at the green-skinned warlord who walked out from the end of his sight.

Bloodhowl Zak entered the battlefield amid the cheers and screams of the boys.

However, from the first moment he saw him, Zack suddenly felt like he was struck by lightning, and a strong shock paralyzed his two transformed hearts.

Big, so fucking big.

Kirin kept recalling the information about the orc warlords on the green planet in his mind.

The last time they met was 37 Terran years ago.

That time, the fleet of these green orcs appeared in the warning area of the Ash Claws' home planet, and Kirin led all the Ash Claws to repel these fanatical warmongers.

I remember that although Blood Howl Zak was already strong and powerful enough at that time, compared with this monster who is more than seven meters tall and equipped with sophisticated power armor, he is just an ordinary green-skinned boy.

Zack held a terrifyingly large power claw in his right hand and a giant cannon in his left hand. Various tangled pipes and ammunition chains were hung in a mess on the surface of his body.

The huge fangs of some monster were adorned on both sides of the opponent's shoulder armor, and the reactor behind it was emitting billowing black smoke, and a strong stench spread in all directions.

Bloodhowl Zak perfectly embodies the aesthetics of the green-skinned orcs. His height and width are almost equal, and he is like an insurmountable green wall when he stands still.

Extremely tangled muscles and bone spurs snaked out from the gaps in the opponent's power armor. Even just looking at it directly, one could feel an invincible and huge sense of oppression.

"damn it……"

Although Space Marines do not have fear in the conventional sense, it does not mean that they are blindly confident.

Keeling knew very well that he was no match for this terrifying creature.

Even a human knight mecha would look too thin and slender in front of Blood Howl Zak.

"waaaagh!!!"

Under the gaze of countless boys, Zack proudly raised the weapon in his hand, completely exposing his chest defenselessly, and accepted the cheers and screams of the orcs.

Every time the green-skinned warlord took a step, the scorching battlefield would rumble like an earthquake.

The more powerful the green orc, the stronger the waaagh stance.

This power is essentially a specialized psychic force, and the waaagh stance of the Orc Warlord is able to assimilate and influence all green-skinned Orcs.

Therefore, at the moment of looking into the eyes of the greenskin warlord, the commander of the Ash Claws was actually confronting the spiritual power of all the greenskin orcs on the battlefield and even on the entire planet.

Even Natra Killina's iron will, honed through hundreds of years of service, nearly collapsed in an instant.

He is aided by his comrade, the Librarian Zoe, to fight against the will of the Green Orcs.

The Librarian did his best to draw psychic energy from the Warp, but the Waaagh stance of these green-skinned Orks was so strong that it interfered with the Supreme Heaven.

"No, I can only use about one-third of my usual psychic power."

"They are so strong! I have never seen such terrifying waaagh!"

"Be careful. My psychic eyes have seen that there seems to be a group of waaagh hidden on this planet. It is impossible to see them, and they are even more powerful than the orc warlords."

Zoe's warning made Keeling's heart skip a beat.

An extremely outrageous idea emerged in his mind:

Could it be that the real leader of the Greenskin Planet is not Blood Howl Zak, but another Greenskin?
Otherwise, he couldn't explain why the orcs on the green planet had undergone earth-shaking evolution in just a few decades.

If Zach had the ability and leadership, he would have wiped out the other races in the Ghoul Stars long ago.

But there is not much time to think about this problem now.

After circling the battlefield surrounded by the green-skinned orcs, Bloodhowl Zak finally walked in front of Kirin.

The only remaining Terminator Guard stood in front of their own chapter commander. The huge Iron Cavalry Terminator's heavy and solid body seemed particularly weak in front of the opponent.

"Get out of the way," Keeling yelled.

He forced his guards aside, ignored the soldiers' pleading, and stood proudly in front of Bloodhowl Zak.

He is the leader of the Ash Claws, an outcast who betrayed the Emperor and his Primarch.

They are a group of lonely ghosts. No one cares whether they are alive or not, and no one cares whether they have a tomorrow.

They can only fight desperately for a possibility.

"I remember you, the shrimp can boss who used claws."

"Many years ago, you left a scar on my chest with your claws."

The orc warlord patted his chest, and then with a sharp and harsh friction sound, the piece of plate armor popped out from the power armor.

Then, a long, narrow scar that almost cut through half of his shoulder was exposed to the sight of many orc boys. Although Zach's body had expanded a lot, the scar still remained, and was not erased by the orcs' monstrous healing power.

Zach chuckled and rubbed the marks left on his body by the other party.

"I remember, I always remember, I will return the things you left for me."

"I'm very happy that you dared to come to my door. I admire your courage."

"But I can't continue to waste time with you. We have a greater goal. We want to bring an unprecedented waaaaagh to the entire galaxy!!!"

"I'll attack your home planet, pull the big golden guy off his golden toilet, and then I'll try to see what it feels like to sit on it."

Listening to the orc warlord's inexplicable wishes, even Kirin, who no longer believed in the Emperor, felt numb.

Such a unique wish really fits the imagination of the green-skinned orcs.

These barbarians had no idea that the Golden Throne was the most terrifying and vicious torture device in the world. Anyone sitting on it would have all their spiritual energy and soul drained away.

"The Emperor will be grateful to you if you do this," Keeling yelled at Zach.

"You're exactly what I want. I'll show you my true abilities!"

Bloodhowl Zak roared and took a step forward, charging towards his enemy.

The extremely fanatical waaaagh energy almost formed a layer of dark green energy light visible to the naked eye on the body of the orc warlord, which was so dazzling that it caused great pain to the Raven Guard who preferred to stay in the shadows.

He was like a dazzling green sun, while Ash Claw was a tiny, insignificant speck of dust.

Kirin has perfected his Shadow Step to perfection. Even though he hated the contempt and betrayal of his Gene-Father, the skills taught to him by his Primarch remained in his blood.

The Raven Guard's Shadow Step is an extremely advanced and special metaphysical body movement skill, which not everyone can master even within the legion.

Only a few outstanding individuals known as Shadow Masters can truly enter this path under the guidance of the Primarch.

They move silently and hide in the shadows, so even the enemy cannot detect their traces.

Strictly speaking, this is a special psychic skill, and only psychic power can explain the Raven Guard's strange infiltration ability.

However, under the interference of the greenskin warlord's terrifying waaaagh stance, Kirin's shadow step also seemed full of flaws.

He had to rely on his speed advantage, waving his lightning claws to try to seize the enemy's loopholes and counterattack.

"You shrimp, you run really fast!"

"Hide? Where to hide?"

Seeing his former enemy hiding here and there, Zack also felt like playing.

He suddenly raised his right foot and then stomped it down heavily. The ground immediately began to tremble and crack violently under the heavy blow.

Countless orc boys dug countless tunnels and tunnels on this planet, and used them as a basis to build planetary engines and subspace engines.

The war trampling of the orc warlords made the battlefield become tattered in an instant, and the shadow steps of the Raven Guard had to face a more complex and uncertain environment.

It is possible that the seemingly solid ground in front of you will form a fatal hole underground. Once you step on it, you will instantly lose your balance and be exposed from your invisible state.

There is only one fate for those exposed to the orc warlords, that is, being evaporated by the super-high temperature plasma fired by the opponent's gun whose muzzle is thicker than a person, or being killed by the giant power claws like squeezing a bug.

Even a simple blow from the opponent would cause the victim to be shattered and have broken bones and tendons.

This is an overwhelming power gap, and even Space Marines wearing Mark II power armor can only look on in fear.

Kirin is fighting a desperate battle with the orc warlord, and Zoe, the director of the think tank, is doing her best to help him dodge.

His body was being overloaded by the excessive spiritual energy. The capillaries on his body surface burst, and countless blood beads oozed into the internal circulation system of the power armor.

Think Tank's brain was terribly dull, as if he had taken some paralyzing drug, and his thinking speed was constantly decreasing and slowing down.

"If I fail, retreat immediately with the remaining Space Marines."

"Leave the Ghoul Stars and tell the Empire what happened here."

"An unprecedented green tide is approaching. If they fail to prepare for it, humanity will suffer more horrific damage than the Horus Heresy."

Keeling ignored the think tank's advice and just gave his last words on his own.

He knew his own strength, and even trying to entangle the orc warlord was extremely difficult, and this was based on the other party's teasing of him.

As long as other Ash Claws dare to interfere in this duel, the other green orcs will no longer talk about fairness and justice, but will rush forward without hesitation.

At this moment, these traitors still have the safety of humanity in their hearts.

They can die, but humanity should not shed any more blood.

"Da da da da da!"

Zach was furious as he was lost after being taken advantage of by the Raven Guard.

He waved the big gun in his hand, activated the fart missiles installed on his body, and shot towards the opponent.

There is no accuracy, only fire coverage.

The fierce firepower turned the battlefield into a mess, and Killing began to slow down under this round of fire coverage.

He waited for an opportunity, a chance to get close.

The Orcs' junk weapons produce a lot of smoke and noise, and have a high probability of malfunction, which is their common problem.

Finally, when Zach emptied his magazine and the countless black smoke around him blocked his sight, the Raven Guard approached the Orc Warlord.

Wearing Mark II power armor, Gillin is only about 2.4 meters tall, while Blood Howl Zak is even more than 7 meters tall.

This is a terrifying height difference of nearly three times, and Kirin's lightning claws can only attack the opponent's lower body and knee joints.

The Lightning Claw's machine spirit was filled with rage, eager to rip out the throat of this unprecedentedly powerful enemy.

Natla Killing's eyes turned dark, and the world in his eyes lost all color, leaving only a darkness like ash.

All the explosive hormones of the power armor have been injected. At this moment, what flows in his blood vessels is no longer blood, but extremely concentrated adrenaline.

The extreme pressure caused the Raven Guard to develop an equally strange and crazy fighting instinct. He began to attack the lower limbs of the Orc Warlord in an absolutely cruel and decisive manner at all costs.

Fury, infinite rage, a dark mark somewhat similar to the Blood Angels' black rage appeared on the Raven Guard.

This is a little-known genetic disease of the Nineteenth Legion, and it is also the violent instinct that Corax hopes to overcome and defeat through the "Way of the Triple Shadow".

The attack speed of the Raven Guard was no longer visible, and one could only glimpse countless brutal hurricanes sweeping across the lower limbs of the Orc Warlord.

Swipe your claws, swing your claws, swing your claws!
The lightning claws were wrapped in dazzling arcs of electricity, biting Zack's leg armor with difficulty.

The exposed cables and pipes were cut open, and then a large amount of turbid liquid and high-pressure gas inside splashed out.

A danger alert appeared on the display screen in front of the orc warlord, but he didn't mind at all. Instead, he laughed excitedly.

"Good! Good! Good!"

"Have the guts!"

"I love you so much!"

Kirin's lightning claw pierced the orc warlord's knee, going through the bend of the leg to the knee joint, and then began to rotate and cut frantically, increasing the area of injury as much as possible.

Under the tearing of the decomposition stance, even the strong and terrifying body of the orc warlord was crumbling and disintegrating.

"die!"

Zack fell to one knee in pain, throwing the big gun on the ground.

However, this is exactly what he wanted.

Kirin's power claws pierced his body, but it also meant that the opponent was stuck in those terrifying muscles and could not be pulled out.

A mere broken leg injury meant nothing to the orc warlord.

Bloodhowl Zak held Kirin in his palm with his terrifyingly large power claws.

There is a significant difference between the power claws of green orcs and humans.

The most obvious point is that their power claws are more like some kind of giant industrial cutting machine, without overly sharp cutting surfaces.

Human power claws often use speed and cutting advantages to cause tearing injuries to the enemy.

Orcs, on the other hand, tend to use power claws to grab and lock their opponents.

Those huge riveted claws can easily grip a Space Marine, and then activate the hydraulic levers to shred the prey inside into pieces.

Compared with the former, the latter is more like an extremely cruel punishment and torture, in which the victim has to watch himself being crushed into a pool of minced meat.

The ceramic steel armor shattered without a doubt.

A power weapon with waaaagh energy, even a wooden stick, can smash power armor, not to mention the "finely crafted weapon" specially made by the orc master.

Natra Killin's breastplate was torn apart directly, and the power claws penetrated the skin, black shell, muscles, and plate-like bone armor violently, and then turned the two hearts and three lungs inside into a pulp.

The creation of the Emperor's genetic technology seemed so weak. Kirin's spine broke and with the spinal cord nerves missing, he suddenly lost the perception of his lower limbs.

In fact, he no longer needs to feel his lower limbs.

The Orc Warlord's Power Claw has four claw blades, three of which are distributed on one side, forming a biting surface with the other largest claw blade.

Under the opponent's cutting, Kirin's breastplate, hip bones, and leg armor were all cut off and crushed, and he died almost instantly.

This traitor of the Nineteenth Legion, the disliked offspring of the Raven King Corax, is dead.

Even though he had suffered such serious injuries, his two arms equipped with lightning claws still launched a desperate counterattack.

The orc warlord's head was so close, so close that Kirin could strike the orc's body with his lightning claws.

A dazzling arc of light flashed, and his left lightning claw tore apart the orc warlord's iron jaw, cutting off his proud fangs.

The lightning claw on the right side directly tore apart Blood Howl Zak's left eye.

The huge, still wriggling eyeball was forcibly dug out, and there were even a large number of nerves and blood vessels connected to the back whose functions were unknown.

Using his last bit of strength, Keelin pulled the eyeball, which was bigger than his head, towards him, then bit it with a bloody smile on his face.

In his arms, the melta bomb had already finished its countdown.

"Go to hell, you damned beast!"

After seeing how powerful the orc warlord was, Kirin had no intention of living anymore.

Only death can make him let down his guard, and only by striking back before death can he seriously injure the opponent.

A dazzling flame exploded, and a jet of thermonuclear material with a temperature comparable to that of the sun gushed out in front of the green-skinned warlord.

His dark green flesh and blood were completely burned, and even the white bones under the muscles were charred black.

The remains of the Raven Guard evaporated and disappeared, while the Orc Warlord, covered in horrific burns, knelt helplessly on the ground.

His power claws were blown into a pile of scrap metal, and his chest was more like being hit by a nuclear bomb, with a deep dent and countless charred carbons shattered and falling.

Zoe, the think tank director, immediately took advantage of this opportunity to activate psychic teleportation and teleport hundreds of Ash Claws around her back to the battleship Ash Claw.

However, just as he was about to send more Chapter Astartes, a waaagh as violent as a tsunami hit him.

A monster larger, more terrifying, and better-equipped than the orc warlord emerged from the ground.

He is at least thirteen meters tall, and his coordinated appearance makes him stand out from the other green-skinned orcs.

Zoe saw him release a ball of dark green waaaagh energy, and then Zack's body, which was severely injured by the hot melt bomb, healed as if time was reversed.

"Run! Run!"

The remaining Ash Claws that had no time to teleport away rushed forward at all costs, like moths to a flame, blocking the steps of the peerless evil god.

These powerful warriors were even weaker than babies in the hands of the enemy.

With just a wave of his hand and a move of his feet, the corpses of human warriors were scattered all over the ground.

Zoe's eyes met the other person's, and the terrifying ancient orc just ignored him and teleported away.

"Lao Da, this is a respectable can of shrimp."

Bloodhowl Zak, who was nearly killed by the melta bomb, muttered and paid tribute to his cell leader.

Far from resenting Keeling, he actually recognized the bravery he displayed.

"But why did you let the other shrimps go?"

Kirk Da Vinci looked indifferently at the human warships fleeing in front of the War Moon and answered casually.

"If humans don't know us and don't launch an effective counterattack, then war would be so boring."

"Let them go and tell other humans that the Great Green Tide is coming!"

(End of this chapter)