I write apocrypha in Warhammer

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No matter how perfectly the Ancient Saints designed the green-skin biological weapon, there were still some factors that they could not take into account, and the opponents of the war were obviously one of them.

The warlike design of the green-skinned orcs is not to make them fight wildly among themselves. On the contrary, if they just fight each other within their own clan, the green-skinned orcs will not be able to awaken the various high-level abilities engraved in their genes by the ancient holy seal. Technology, over time, will lead to the serious decline of our own race.

Therefore, for the orcs, a good opponent is actually very important, but because they are not very smart, they have not been able to realize this.

What Wei Mu has to do is to make the orcs understand the importance of their opponent.

He wants to draw "the greenskins who can be carefree as long as they have a fight to fight" into the cruel chess game of the Warhammer universe.

Soon, Wei Mu was taken to the greenskin fortress by the boys.

It was a huge building made of various metal scraps, patchworked and forcibly pieced together. A huge image of Brother Gomao was hung on the outer wall.

If you only look at the appearance, this building is a dangerous building that is trying hard not to fall apart. It seems that if there is any slight disturbance, Wei Mu can be buried directly inside.

However, with the blessing of the green skin's magical power of thinking, the strength of this building is no less than that of the steel fortress carefully built by Taitaiquan.

The boys led Wei Mu into the deepest part of the fortress, where their leader was sitting.

Like other green-skinned warlords, Liquor Gorgon wore a huge, exaggerated, dangerous, but shabby-looking mecha.

Its size reaches an astonishing five meters, which is definitely the first echelon of greenskins at this level.

The green-skinned warlord's size is the most intuitive reflection of his combat effectiveness. The more victories he achieves and the more boys he has under his command, the bigger the green-skinned warlord will become.

The imperial defenders of Nord Star are absolutely unable to compete with this behemoth in front of them. Once the war starts, they will be greeted by a one-sided massacre.

The Colombian side was very satisfied with the large barrel of green mushroom wine brought by Wei Mu, and immediately generously stated that it would send troops as soon as possible to compete with the shrimp army of Nord Star.

This is the logic of the orcs. Seeing the shrimps fighting with him enthusiastically, he thought that the shrimps were also happy about this kind of thing, so he had to leave early to fight, and he couldn't let the shrimps wait in a hurry.

Wei Mu understands green-skin logic, so he explained with a smile: "You misunderstood, respected Liquor Gefant, the reason why I came here to offer a gift is just to have a chat with a powerful green-skin warlord like you. That’s all.”

"Chatting? Interesting! Apart from fighting, there is nothing more interesting than chatting while drinking. What do you want to chat with me?"

"Let's talk about the heroes of the world...that is, those guys in the universe who are particularly good at fighting. In your eyes, Brother Fang, which guys are better at fighting?"

Who can fight best - that's what the greenskins care about.

Therefore, as soon as Wei Mu brought up this topic, it immediately attracted the brother's interest, and even the other greenskins around him looked curiously towards this side.

Ge Fang laughed and said: "Speaking of the one who can fight the most, of course I am the biggest and the strongest. I defeated other green-skinned warlords, so I became their boss! I also defeated them. You have a lot of shrimps."

Wei Mu asked: "What about you, Ge Fang? Is there anyone else who can fight better?"

Ge Fang scratched his head: "Uh, well... I've never fought against guys from other places. How do I know if I can beat guys from other places?"

Wei Mu said with a smile: "Even if you haven't fought against each other, you should have heard of their names."

So Brother Fang thought for a moment, and then said: "I think your corn is quite good. It is said that one corn can easily defeat a hundred orc boys."

Wei Mu let out a long sigh: "Ever since the Emperor sat on the Golden Throne, the Imperial Guard has fallen into decadence. Now they only run around naked in the palace of Terra every day. They have stopped fighting for a long time, so they cannot be called heroes. .”

When Brother Fang thought about it, it seemed that this was indeed the case.

He hadn't heard anything about the cobs for a long time, other than the old legends.

Ge Fang took a sip of green mushroom wine and said, "I remember that the giant blue can of your Xiami family seems to have woken up, right? I heard that he is tall and strong and is the boss of the cans. He should be very capable of fighting."

Wei Mu shook his head: "The Regent is good at running operations, but he is the lowest among the original body in fighting. He is nicknamed ICU God of War. After a fight, he has to lie down in the emergency room. How can he be called a hero?"

Although Blue Can is really good at fighting, it is a well-known fact that they go to the hospital every three days and are rescued by the crazy doctor Xiami. From this point of view, they don't seem to be very good.

Brother Fang had another idea and said, "I thought those bean sprouts should be quite capable of fighting. Although they are not big, they have fierce firepower and fast speed."

Wei Mu shook his head: "The Eldar are just a group of wretches who were forced into a desperate situation by Slaanesh. They can hardly even maintain the survival of their own race. They are not heroes at all."

There are too few bean sprouts and it will not be enough to fight. This is the common view of all the boys who have fought against the Ada Eldar.

Ge Fang added: "I heard that those groups of ribs are quite capable of fighting. The biubiu guns they use will knock down the kid with one shot no matter how thick the armor is."

Wei Mu shook his head again: "The Necrons are just a group of withered bones in the graves. When they were still Necrontyr, they were deceived by the Star God Deceiver so much that they even had no pants left. They cannot be called heroes."

Brother Fang didn't really understand things related to the Necrons, but the shrimp boy in front of him seemed to be very thoughtful, and what he said was probably correct.

Ge Fang continued: "That subspace thing can be called a hero, right? Whether it is a dog-headed monster or a bird-headed monster, a skinny guy or a fat guy, they are all good at fighting."

Wei Mu still shook his head: "Although the Chaos Demon is very strong, it cannot stay in the physical universe for a long time, so it cannot be called a hero (a suitable target to fight against)."

Ge Fang kept putting forward characters that he thought he could fight, but Wei Mu rejected them one by one. He suddenly became anxious and asked loudly: "Then tell me, who is the best fighter in this galaxy?"

This is the question Wei Mu is waiting for.

He deliberately cleared his throat and said: "If you want to ask who is the most capable fighter in the galaxy, there is no doubt that it is that man!"

Ge Fang quickly approached Wei Mu and asked, "Who is it?"

The other boys around him were also staring at Wei Mu, eager to know the man's name.

Who is this fierce person who can defeat all the heroes and stand out from the list of the strongest in the entire galaxy?

Wei Mu took a deep breath and said slowly: "There is a man, known as the Destroyer of Chaos Destiny, also known as the Grand Marshal of Doom, who is deeply favored by the dark gods."

"The man has the Demonic Sword of Draconion in his left hand and the Claw of Horus in his right hand. He has braids of arrogance and the Mark of Chaos tattooed on his chest."

"He has great ideals and devotes his life to the great cause of overthrowing the tyranny of the empire, defeating the false corpse emperor, and bringing liberation to the entire galaxy."

"He is resourceful and knows how to gain power from Chaos and the Snake, rather than being unilaterally controlled by them."

"He is extremely loyal and is regarded as the leader of the alliance by all the Chaos Space Marines. He is a brother to his subordinates and is deeply trusted and supported by his colleagues."

"He has achieved great results. He launched a total of thirteen black expeditions, and each time he was victorious and caused heavy damage to the empire. He can be called the most evil, cruel, cunning and powerful man in the entire galaxy. No one can Look at the back of his neck."

As a result, the green-skinned guys around looked at each other in confusion, not knowing who Xiami Boy was talking about, but listening to Xiami Boy's description of that person, they felt that he must be quite powerful.

"That man is the former First Captain of the Luna Wolves, the current Warmaster of the Black Legion, the famous Marauder, the culprit who tore apart the galaxy, the one chosen by the four gods, victorious in every battle, named Ezekiel A Barton.”