I summoned the Fourth Scourge in Warhammer

Chapter 91, Section 42: But the Ultimate Answer to the Universe

"Hey, you big guy!" BUG shouted at Oak, who was chasing in front on a dilapidated motorcycle billowing thick smoke.

The Orc was cursing and chasing after it when it heard the BUG's shout. It didn't react for a moment: "You mean me?"

"Is there anyone bigger than you here?" BUG asked in surprise.

"Hehehehehe..." Although BUG was just saying it casually and didn't mean anything special, this Orc obviously took it as a compliment from this "shrimp" about his physique and quite enjoyed it.

It chuckled for a while before snapping out of its daze under the BUG's scornful gaze: "Very well, what are you talking about? I, Gaga Strong Head Destroyer, am here. What do you have to say?"

"What kind of weird name is this..." BUG muttered under his breath, then raised his voice, "Mr. Gagga Zhuang, my friend said we can stop fighting, but only if we fight you one-on-one, and if we win, you have to let us go."

"Huh? What the hell are you talking about?" Ga Ga Zhuang's eyes widened, veins bulging on his thick neck. "If I let you go, what will happen to my boys? They want to fight too!"

As if to echo the loud cheers, the other tens of thousands of green-skinned motorcycle riders also started to shout "waaagh," the sound of which shook the sky and even made the chimera's body tremble slightly.

“I’m saying,” BUG said weakly at first, then his voice grew louder with each word, “Even if we don’t fight one-on-one, there are only two of us here. Even if ten thousand of you green-skinned people swarmed at us, not many of you could fight us!”

"Uh..." Ga Ga was speechless. "It seems so."

It thought about it for a moment and realized that a one-on-one fight seemed to be more profitable. That way, it could at least have a full fight. If all the kids rushed at it at once, it would be lucky if they were slow to make a single cut.

"Alright then, I accept your request!"

Two chimeras and tens of thousands of Ok motorcycles slowly came to a stop in the vast desert. The driver opened the door, jumped off, and walked step by step towards Gagazhuang.

"Gaga Zhuang, huh? Let's have a one-on-one fight!" Assimilation stood in front of Gaga Zhuang, appearing extremely small, but he held his head high, staring directly at this behemoth.

Gaga Zhuang sized up Assimilation, chuckled, and stood up from the motorcycle. Its massive size even enveloped Assimilation entirely in its shadow.

"You little shrimp, what makes you think you can take me on one-on-one?" Ga Ga Zhuang forcefully flexed his biceps, the muscles bulging like rocks, and a muffled popping sound even echoed in the air. "My arms are thicker than your waist!"

"Hmph," Assimilation was actually starting to panic, but it had already made its boast and couldn't afford to lose face in front of the BUG. "Why? Of course, because of 42!"

“42?” Gaga Zhuang repeated in confusion, clearly not understanding the meaning of the number.

"Don't understand, do you?" Assimilation sneered, then began to speak in ways he himself didn't quite understand. "Hehehe, it's normal for a simple-minded green-skin like you not to understand... This is the ultimate answer to the universe!"

"Hmm..." Gaga Zhuang hesitated, then turned to the BUG watching the show behind it and shouted, "This shrimp seems to have something wrong with its head. I suddenly don't want to fight him anymore. Why don't you fight me instead!"

Upon hearing this, the spectator BUG burst out laughing.

"You green-skinned bastard!" Assimilation roared angrily, pointing at Gaga Zhuang's nose and yelling, "Slowing down like a woman, are you too scared to fight?!"

"waaaagh..." All of Ga Ga Zhuang's previous doubts and playful mood vanished instantly, replaced by overwhelming killing intent. The muscles on its green face twitched, and it let out a low roar, "Very good, little shrimp, you asked for this."

Gaga Zhuang pulled a rusty large blade from beside the motorcycle. The blade was wider than the assimilated face and at least 1.5 meters long. The blade was covered with nicks and slits, yet it exuded a chillingly fierce light.

"Judging by this," Assimilation thought to itself, "I don't even need to sharpen it; just one hit from its weight and I'm a pulp... Where's God's Dice? Help me out!"

"Little shrimp," Gaga Zhuang slammed the back of his knife against his palm twice, creating a noticeable shockwave that sent sand flying from Assimilation's feet. "Where's your weapon? It's not... that water gun on your waist, is it?" Unfortunately, Gaga Zhuang's prediction came true. Assimilation thought he was just on a reconnaissance mission, unlikely to engage in combat, and the journey was long; if he died, it would be difficult to retrieve his equipment. So he didn't take his expensive chainsaw sword; his only weapon was a laser pistol tucked into his waistband.

But he definitely couldn't say something so embarrassing directly, otherwise where would he put his face? Assimilation snorted coldly: "Superficial!"

"What did you say?" Gaga Zhuang thought he had misheard.

Assimilation clenched his left fist and gently tapped his chest, adopting a solemn expression: "My weapon... is right here!"

"Huh?" Gaga Zhuang was completely dumbfounded, not understanding what this shrimp was up to.

"Hmm... No sword in hand, but sword in heart, and here we are..." BUG, ​​who was watching from the back, muttered, "You even called me an elementary school student before, I think you're at most a middle school student, right?"

"You little shrimp, are you trying to fool me?" Gaga Zhuang quickly figured out the correct answer; it wasn't the kind of green-skinned creature that could be intimidated by a few words. It decisively strode forward, its massive body carrying heavy steps, charging towards Assimilation. "I'll chop you into mincemeat right now!"

As a result, it had barely taken a step when it was surrounded by tens of thousands of Orcs...

"Ah—ya—" Just like a little girl in an anime, Ga Ga Zhuang let out a strange cry, suddenly, abruptly, without warning or reason, and took a tumble on flat ground. Its massive body lost its balance during the high-speed dash and crashed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

No one knows why this three-meter-tall, battle-hardened Orc would slip and fall on the theoretically highly frictional yellow sand, but... it just fell, and quite by chance, it fell right in front of Assimilation. Its greatsword flew out of its hand, spun a few times on the sand, and finally, with a "thud," the hilt facing upwards, stuck into the sand next to Assimilation's right hand.

Assimilation glanced at the knife handle, which was less than five centimeters long from his right hand, then at the burly man lying on the ground with his neck wide exposed, and hesitated for a moment.

He gripped the hilt with both hands with difficulty, pulled out the heavy sword, and slashed down hard at Ga Ga Zhuang's exposed neck.

"puff!"

The burly head began to roll with the yellow sand, and looking at its wide-open eyes... it was clearly dying with its eyes wide open.

"Uh... Hahahaha!" Assimilation paused for a moment, then scratched the back of his head and laughed sheepishly at the remaining ten thousand Orcs, "Um... I won, shouldn't you let us go?"

That's impossible...

"Xiaomi has outsmarted the boss!"

With an angry roar, all the Orcs were furious, yelling and charging forward with all sorts of weapons.

"Ah...it seems impossible," Assimilation muttered, his gaze sweeping over the surging green tide. "How should God's dice handle this situation...let them all crash and break their necks? Or should a meteorite fall from the sky and wipe them all out?"

As soon as Assimilation finished speaking, the green-skinned people suddenly slammed on the brakes for some reason, stopped in their tracks, and looked at Assimilation, or more precisely, the sky behind Assimilation, with terrified eyes.

"No way..." Assimilation felt a chill run down his spine. He turned around and looked up at the sky.

A dazzling meteor was hurtling straight toward them, growing noticeably larger as it streaked across the sky with a blinding light.

"Holy crap... I was just saying it offhand, bro, you're serious..."

(End of this chapter)