Warhammer: My buddy has too many secrets!

Chapter 101 The Orc Leader in the Mist (4/5)

The power of the warp was suddenly suppressed, and Skargo felt his body weaken instantly! The psyboys also let out a wail at this moment!

Even the operation of Mao Jingang suddenly froze for a moment, and at that instant, countless kids in the fog rushed out!

The other retaliatory bullets pierced through the bodies of the orc boys as if passing through fog, yet they still roared into battle!

At this moment, looking at the lion that was almost as big as a tank in front of him, Skargo wasn't afraid. Orcs, in particular, weren't born with fear. He simply raised his massive power claws and roared "Waaagh!" at the black lion.

A furious roar!

But at this moment.

He only saw a figure suddenly swooping down from the sky, white feathers blooming in his sight at that moment, and the next moment, a sharp sword light cleaved his orc skull off!

The fog dissipated slightly into visibility at that moment, and Lancelot raised the orc warlord's head high!

In just a moment, it destroyed the core unit within the orc's waaagh force field!

The other orcs who were still resisting were also stunned when they saw the head of Skargol in Lancelot's hand, and their firing actions were also slowed down.

In the orcs' mind, if the leader is killed by another leader, then the battle can actually stop. Although the orcs say they are not afraid of death, they want to follow a more powerful leader and fight a bigger battle!

But Lancelot was not an orc, and continued to command the orcs in the mist to sweep across the battlefield!

But a bizarre scene still occurred. After a greenskin who sincerely wanted to join Lancelot was killed by the orc in the mist without resistance, almost immediately a being that looked exactly like the orc walked out of the mist!

Furthermore, the other party seemed to retain its will from when it was alive, and appeared in the mist howling!

"I figured the way to join the boss's side is to get shot! Then the boss will revive us! Turning us into invincible giants!"

When an orc boy discovered this shocking event, the scene of cleaning up the battlefield changed. A group of orcs lined up to be shot one by one, and some even crowded around Lancelot, hoping to have their heads chopped off by their leader!

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Lancelot was also in a difficult position. In fact, if Lancelot gave the order, these orcs would probably bow down and worship him. However, through the Shadow Forest, Lancelot could transform them into a part of his own power, allowing their remaining Waaagh power to concentrate on him.

Essentially, this is a form of devouring.

Lancelot could feel more warp power emerging from the shadowy forest created by his warp nature. That power was the orc's waaagh field, but as the intensity increased, a sense of mental burden also followed.

Lancelot was not yet a true orc and could not fully bear the power of an orc, but he was a trainee white mage who had studied in Kamar-Taj and quickly came up with a solution.

Looking at the head of the orc warlord Skago in his hand, Skago's consciousness was still intact. In fact, as he watched his orc boys being transformed into the Mist Boys, the orc warlord Skago was filled with excitement!

He was just boasting to his subordinates. As naturally warlike orcs, who wouldn't want to become one of those orcs who wouldn't die even if they were shot?

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Waaagh! Boss! That was awesome! A big guy like you is the kind of guy we should follow!

Skargo shouted excitedly!

Lancelot looked at his head thoughtfully. The yellow weasel was eyeing the Spirit Race's web, and Lancelot was now eyeing the orcs created by the ancient saints.

Although it's easy to call heretics "heretics" when commanding them in battle, the weasel did it anyway! If he could recruit a green fighting gang, he would have a group of loyal followers.

Lancelot tossed Skargo's head into the air, and the black lion, representing the essence of the warp, swallowed the head whole and chewed it.

Lancelot's eyes began to flash with the light of psychic power. In the subdimensional space of Shadow Forest, specks of green and blue light began to gather, and all the Waaagh energy was concentrated by Lancelot into the orc warlord's head.

Then, specks of runes and spells began to fly from Lancelot's hand and coalesce into the head. These runes and spells were used by the Kamar-Taj sorcerers to create magical artifacts.

Originally, he planned to rely on the power of the Vishanti, but Lancelot was preparing to change his source of power.

He took out the Emperor's Blood and borrowed a little bit of its power, which transformed into core runes that flowed into the depths of the green orc's skull.

The power of the weasel is inherently destructive, so using the alien as a tool is a safer option. Lancelot is prepared to use his power as a final insurance policy.

As runes poured in, all the orcs in the mist instantly calmed down and began to transform into streaks of light, entering the black lion's gaping maw.

As the energy gradually increased and finally stabilized, Lancelot ceased to be the main body bearing the waaagh energy, and the black lion spat out its head.

At that moment, the green-skinned orc's appearance seemed to change. One eye was green, and the other was blue. Lancelot lifted the orc's head up, and when the head saw Lancelot, it instantly revealed an indescribable, wild excitement, yelling, "Wow! So waaagh! So strong! Boss, you're so cool! You must be the reincarnation of Brother Gao and Brother Mao!"

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"Enough talk, call the boys out to clean up the battlefield."

Lancelot gave the order, and at that moment Skargo's head opened, and the Mist Boys jumped out again, cheering at Lancelot!

Woaagh! Boss, we respect your teeth!

"Our leader can go and humiliate those four gods! Our leader has an invincible tongue!"

"Unrivaled in words! Unrivaled in words!"

"The boss is so handsome!"

"Stop talking nonsense and get to work!"

Lancelot listened to the praise from the orc boys around him and was somewhat surprised that the orcs' rationality had not been eliminated by this operation, but they still issued their commands.

So the orc boys in the mist began to gather their former corpses together and then peel off their teeth.

"Wow, wow, wow, what a gem! I've been eyeing this guy's tooth for ages!"

The orcs were doing this work with great enthusiasm. In the orcs' minds, teeth were essentially a form of currency. Even though these orc boys from the mist no longer lived in the world in a normal way, they still retained some customs.

Lancelot didn't care much about that. The teeth and such things were nothing in his own warp space. The main problem was those green-skinned vehicles.

Although they are no longer usable without the blessing of my power of thought, Lancelot can conveniently use them as materials to send to the forging templates in the Guardian's space to produce complete sets of equipment for the orcs to use later.

However, heavy vehicles like the Golem King Kong seemed to still have residual Waaagh power, which could not be completely eliminated immediately. Lancelot did not do much, just threw a large amount of thermite to melt the garbage and collected some clean steel and threw it into the forging mold.

Thus, the battlefield was initially cleared. With a thought, Lancelot sent all the orcs in the mist back into wisps of mist, which were then swallowed by Skago's head.

Lancelot then calmed the head down, and the eyes that had been open slowly closed, the power they contained subsiding.

feel good.

Lancelot nodded, then pulled up a few vines and tied the orc warlord's head securely to a tree branch, whereupon he hung it.

Currently, there are approximately eight hundred orc boys stored in this head, roughly equivalent to the size of an orc warband. At that very moment, the Guardian System suddenly popped up a notification.

[The secret has been recorded: The Orc Boy Boss in the Mist]

[Security Level: Level 1: Silence Level.]

[Description: A strange orcish warband has begun to circulate among the orcs. They come from the mist, cunning and cruel, cruel and cunning. No one knows that the leader of this group of green-skinned orcs in the mist is a human.]

[Reward: Automated Environmental Modification Tiller]

[Battle Score: +1]

Current battle score: 157

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