I am a green-skinned master

Looking at the crazy boy Kuka with a strange mask in front of him, Kundera also started to think. The term "God's Choice" suddenly appeared in his mind a long time ago. It was the oracle of Gomao's second brother.

Brother Gao Mao said that a true chosen one would appear among the greenskins and lead all the greenskins in a great waaagh. Kundera was one of the candidates, and this oracle was also the source of Kundera's ambition.

Recent events have made Kundera doubt whether he deserves the title of Mao's God-selected One.

Whether it's the Bonebreakers who led a large number of orcs to defeat the Tyranid army in Octaria, or the Screw Clan who suddenly emerged recently and waged war in the name of the Slippery Boss.

They... all acted very, very waaagh. Especially recently, Kundela led his men to fight against the Screw Clan that occupied a key galaxy. The victory was very difficult, and he personally experienced the strength of this clan.

Therefore, Kundera became more interested in the cunning boss who claimed to be the chosen one of God, the second brother of God. He wondered what the orc in front of him who claimed to be the messenger of God would say.

Chapter 275 Wrestling

"I hope that the news you bring, a guy who calls himself a 'messenger of God', can interest me." Kundera looked at Kuka with ill intentions, "Otherwise, I will let the orderly drag you out and let you have a taste of bullets."

After hearing this, Kuka did not answer, but took off his colorful clothes, exposing his green muscles.

There are many scars on these thick muscles. Most of these hideous scars are caused by insects, which shows how many brutal battles Kuka has personally experienced.

"Ugh! Don't you agree?" Although Kundla, a greenskin warlord, insisted that the commander should command the battle in the rear, he was still a greenskin warlord and his fighting ability was unquestionable.

He thought Kuka wanted to practice with him, so he took off his military coat with general's epaulettes, some golden medals and ribbons, revealing his equally strong muscles and scars.

"Let's make a bet. The winner will be decided by wrestling. As long as I win, you will allow me to spread the big waaagh of the slippery boss here." Kuka said calmly.

"Just a contest of strength? Not challenging me? You're such a weird guy, but I'll win no matter what." Kundera is bigger than Kuka, half a head taller. So Kundera feels that he has no chance of losing.

And... Kundera also wanted to test Kuka's strength. He recently fought a war with a boss from the Screw Clan, and he won very barely.

Before his death, the leader of the Screw Clan said that guys like him were insignificant in the Screw Clan. There were hundreds of people stronger than him, not to mention the most powerful and slippery leader.

To be honest, Kundera admired the boss because he was really strong. But Kundera also thought he was bragging because his strength was beyond most warlords.

How powerful must the slippery boss be to have hundreds of first-line orc warlords under his command?

Winning that battle also made Kundla's body expand a lot. The characteristic of orcs is that they become stronger when facing a stronger enemy. After defeating a stronger enemy, their own strength will also increase.

Kundela still wanted to experience that feeling... Most of the orc bosses were like this. After experiencing the feeling of becoming stronger, they couldn't stop.

This is also the characteristic of orcs, they keep waaaghing down, and either waaagh through everything, or hit a wall and try again next time.

It is impossible for a coward to become the leader of the orcs.

Four thick green palms collided with each other. The thick blood vessels, bulging blue veins, and large holes in the ground highlighted the tremendous power with which the two orcs were fighting each other.

Sure enough, this guy who claimed to be the messenger of God was very strong and powerful. Kundera became more and more excited in the wrestling, because he wanted to defeat such a strong opponent.

A good war is hard to find, and a good opponent is even harder to find.

Kundera still has the advantage in size and strength. He slowly pressed down with force. As long as he pushed Kuka out of the circle, he would win.

One step, two steps, three steps, Kuka's feet dragged a long gully on the ground, and his entire calves were deeply inserted into the soil. Just a little distance away, Kuka was pushed out.

But at this last point, he was stuck. Kundera kept trying hard, but he just couldn't push the crazy boy in front of him.

"What...what's going on...are you cheating?" Kundera asked breathlessly. He found that Kuka's feet seemed to be rooted in the ground and would not move no matter how hard he tried.

"I...I didn't cheat, it's just that I...I must win, this is my mission, this is my way!" Kuka was also panting. Kundera's strength was indeed beyond his expectations, but his will was even stronger.

Kuka believes that his mission is to follow the slippery boss to complete the super big waaagh. He must do it and he can definitely do it according to the orders given by the slippery boss!

Kundera is not a crazy kid. He can't see that Kuka is wrapped in a layer of green light. The determination in Kuka's eyes is turning into his strength. The greenskins are such a species. As long as they work hard and believe firmly, they can create miracles.

Kuka began to push back, pushing Kundera back step by step. Kundera felt like he was facing a mountain, a mountain of steady progress.

"This... This... How is this possible!" Kundera couldn't believe it. He suspected that Kuka was really cheating. So he used his left leg, which was a mechanical leg made by Dajiba, with extremely high horsepower.

What happened next shocked Kundera even more. His mechanical legs only worked temporarily before he was pushed back by Kuka.

It was meaningless to struggle with all his might, and Kuka was still determined to push Kundera out of the circle.

"Who are you? How did you do it..." Kundera, who was pushed to the ground, became unconfident. After failing, he asked blankly.

"I... I am the messenger of God, I am Kuka, and I want to spread the big waaagh of the slippery boss." Kuka stood in front of Kundera and said something as a matter of course.

Both of his arms were hanging down, as if they were useless. Kuka had just overdrawn his physical potential and unleashed power at the cost of physical damage.

Kundera looked up at Kuka and said nothing more. He remembered the words of the leader of the Screw Clan whom he had defeated, and a huge wave rose in his heart.

Soon, with Kundera's permission, Kuka joined the Waaagh group of Kundera's Blood Axe Clan.

Without the recognition of Waaagh's position, Kuka's spirit was very awkward. He was like falling into a quagmire and sinking deeper and deeper into it. It was difficult for him to turn around and breathe.

Kuka quickly connected with the psychic boy who was left behind on the Slippery Boss. This psychic boy was responsible for assisting Slippery Boss in conveying orders. He was on the bridge, next to Slippery Boss.

He was also well prepared and transmitted the images recorded in his mind.

For a while, the live broadcast of the battlefield in the Kwa Galaxy was played in Kundela and some of the clan boys, with pictures, sounds, and the best perspective.

At first, Kundela and some of the clan boys were not very interested. They still had their own things to do... But soon, they found that the images broadcast by Kuka were very interesting. Not only were they tense and exciting, but also very waaagh.

Large-scale wars are a poison that the greenskins are addicted to. The bigger the scale, the more addictive they are, and the more they can't stop.

"Who is that boss who's as big as a fucking King Kong?"

"That's Boss Slippery! He's the strongest boss among the Screw Clan that fought against us before."

"He seems to be leading his clan to fight against bugs."

"So many ancient giants... so many bugs! Such an intense battle, so cool."

Chapter 276: Dumbhead

"How can this waaagh be so waaagh!? It's even waaaghier than the biggest war I've ever experienced."

"Where is this place? Can we go? This kind of waaagh, I want to go too!"

"We don't want to screw in screws, we don't want to train, we want to waaagh! We want to waaagh!"

As more and more greenskins watched Kuka's broadcast, Kuka could clearly feel that the waaagh's stance towards him was getting less and less rejection towards him. On the contrary, they welcomed him very much and welcomed him warmly.

However, due to the limitation of mental power, the number of greenskins that Kuka can connect with is still limited. His psychic power is very strong, but he is still a mortal, and his thoughts cannot be infinitely divided.

So after the number of connected greenskins reached the limit, Kuka had no choice. He thought he could only stay in Kundla's Blood Axe Clan for a while longer and slowly spread and preach.

What he didn't expect was that the Waaagh community was in an uproar because of the footage he was broadcasting. The greenskins who saw the footage were so excited that they started telling the greenskins nearby how awesome the Waaagh they saw was.

Talking alone is definitely not convincing enough, so these greenskins began to exercise their subjective initiative.

A technical expert from the Blood Axe Clan found the Mad Doctor, and the two bad guys joined forces and used their great creativity to quickly create a strange helmet that could be worn on the head.

They found a fart spirit who could see Kuka's broadcast, told him the benefits of wearing a helmet, and then put the helmet on his head without waiting for his consent.

The fart spirit screamed and then became quiet, seemingly in a coma. A long line on the other end of the helmet was connected to a monitor, and soon the battle scene in the fart spirit's mind was played on the monitor.

Now, without further explanation, more green skins can see the footage broadcast by Kuka.

In the fierce battle scenes, you can see with your own eyes that a large number of Tyranid biological ships in space are beaten into bloody fragments, and the seemingly endless Tyranid combat insects on the ground are covered by firepower or submerged by the green tide of orcs.

The greenskins watching outside wished they were in the battlefield themselves. The more they watched, the more excited they became, and the more they squeezed inside. More and more greenskins gathered, and a small screen was obviously not enough for so many greenskins to watch together.

In order to grab a good position, the greenskins began to quarrel and push each other. Slowly, this developed into physical communication and fists.

With a shout, "That bastard hit me on the head!", the greenskins started fighting. The fight started, who cared so much, the fragile playback display was soon smashed by a big gun that flew from nowhere.

In order to solve the contradiction between the greenskins' growing waaagh demand and the small size of the monitor that cannot accommodate more greenskins.

Technical guys, technical gurus, and big technical gurus gathered together, and in order to solve this contradiction, they came up with a very magical device.

This device can project the battle scenes of the Battle of Octaria onto the entire planet at one time using holographic projection, which satisfies all the greenskins.

Similar holographic projections unfolded on planet after planet, allowing almost every greenskin of the Blood Axe Clan under Kundra to see them.

A strong sense of fighting spirit and excitement enriched Kundera's waaagh stance, and even Kundera, who seemed to be the emotional fulcrum of the waaagh stance, was infected.

He could see his men standing in the open, grouped together, arms raised, shouting to the projection in the sky: "waaagh! waaagh! waaagh!"

Kundla himself was also annoyed by these noises. If he couldn't lead his greenskins in a fight that would satisfy them, these greenskins wouldn't mind changing a boss.

Although the Bloodaxe Clan is a highly militarized greenskin clan that emphasizes strategy and tactics, they are also greenskins at heart, and their desire for waaagh has not diminished in the slightest.

After Kuka marked the galaxy coordinates of Octaria, Kundra immediately led his troops to board the ship, preparing to bring all his troops into the battle of Octaria.

No greenskin would want to miss such an epic waaagh.

Kuka didn't expect that the missionary effect here would be so good. The time he stayed with Kundla could be greatly shortened, and then he would head to the next greenskin gathering place.

Those psychic boys are doing the same thing as Kuka. They use broadcasts to promote the Battle of Octaria, the slippery boss, the big waaagh, and instill a concept in all greenskins.

The cunning boss chosen by God will definitely take them waaagh across the galaxy.

Such a change is still very small in terms of the scale of the entire galaxy. But as the sly boss said, this is only the first step of the great waaagh. When the sly boss takes each step forward, the tributaries of the greenskin clan will gather together until it becomes a huge wave that will destroy everything.

It's not just Kuka who is taking action. The bosses of the Screw Clan, such as Gold Fang, Rambo, and Iron Claw, are also waging their own wars.

In the Oronia Galaxy, on Planet No. 3, Grom, the boss of the Snakebite Clan, leads a mixed group of his men. Most of them are from the Snakebite Clan, and many are from the Screw Clan who were recruited by Grom.

I don't know how many times, and continued to attack Capello. The technical boy of the Screw Clan armed all the war beasts Squig trained by the Snake Bite Clan. The previous war beast Squig was iron-wrapped meat, which can be called a steel behemoth. The current behemoth Squig is mechanically wrapped meat, so it should be called a mechanical behemoth.

Grom squatted on the largest mechanical Squig monster and asked the technical master of the Screw Clan beside him: "How long will it take you to debug? The guys here can't wait any longer. We must wear that little bastard out this time!"

"Almost done...almost done, I'm working on it." A shorter-looking tech geek squatted under a squeaking cannon, tightening the screws with a wrench.

"Dumbhead, you have to hurry up! Without the Squeak Cannon, how are you going to fight the little brat's mecha army? You could be smarter if you were smarter." Grom said angrily.

The technical expert of the Screw Clan named Dumbhead was the guy who was found by Grom's men and brought to him.

Now after such a long time, he has grown into a technical master, but because he always likes to tinker with some musical instruments and always fails at them, the greenskins gave him the name "Dumbhead".

Chapter 277 Truce

"I think the line should be connected now and can be used." The idiot wiped the sweat off his face with the back of his hand, leaving the black oil all over his face.

"Okay, okay! Let's go, start waaagh now!" Graham slapped his thigh happily and immediately ordered an attack.

The view was pulled up from Greem's Iron Squig behemoth. Hundreds of similar behemoths and tens of millions of green-skinned guys formed an attack wave. Greem was ready to go all in again and was determined to fight Gold Fang to the death.

Suddenly, a shrill sound was heard from the Iron Squig. The voice of the Fart Spirit was very shrill, and the triumphant voice of Gold Fang was even more shrill.

"Grem, this is the last war between us. I don't have time to play with you here. I have to go to the big waaagh of the slippery boss."

"You little brat, you talk a lot of big words. What do you mean you don't have time? What a bullshit big waaagh! My waaagh is the real big waaagh! Do you want me to fuck you to death? I'll stick a wooden stick in your ass and string you up!" Graham roared.

"Hahahaha, you're killing me with laughter. What's your waaagh? It's not even a small waaagh, just a tiny waaagh!" Jin Ya's laughter became even more piercing. "Wait until you see the waaagh of the slippery boss, then you'll know what waaagh is!"

As soon as Jin Ya finished speaking, another group of green-skinned guys gathered on the other side of the battlefield. Their scale was only slightly larger than theirs, with hundreds of Titan-class war mechas standing in the middle, echoing Graham's Iron Squig behemoth.

In the sky, there are a large number of orc planes in the high altitude, and there are even more death helicopters in the low altitude. Each helicopter not only has a pilot, but also has sneaky guys armed to the teeth hanging on both sides.

On both sides were green-skinned guys worth tens of millions fighting each other. The combination of the Snakebite Clan's ancient fighting methods and the Screw Clan's technology really created a chemical reaction.

After such a long time, the new generation of technical guys on Jin Ya's side have grown up, and there are no fewer ordinary guys than on Graeme's side. However...because Graeme has also won over a lot of screw technical guys, the two sides are still evenly matched.

This time, both sides were full of fighting spirit and brought their boys to fight together. The battle lasted from morning to dusk, but it seemed that it was still difficult to determine the winner.

Graeme not only trained a lot of Flying Squiggs to fight against Gold Fang's air force, but also loaded more war weapons on the Iron Squigg behemoth to counter Gold Fang's technological advantage.

The Idiot pressed the launch button lightly, and the Squeak Cannon fired a golden ray that pierced through the chest of a garbage mountain and destroyed it.

Jin Ya's eyes turned red with anger. He had signed a military order in front of the sly boss, and he also had to defeat Grom quickly and then go to Octaria to participate in the sly boss's waaagh.

After defeating Graham, Jin Ya is very busy. He has to travel through several worlds. There are still many nails blocking the way and he still has a long way to go.

A group of Orc planes passed through Greem's flying Squig group and rushed to Greem's steel Squig monster, bombarding it to create a buffer zone.

The Iron Squig also carried a lot of anti-aircraft weapons on its back, and these weapons began to fight back and shot down many Ork fighter planes.

Jin Ya's group of helicopters also took the opportunity to launch a surprise attack from low altitude. After fighting for so long, it was the same old routine again, a decapitation operation.

Graeme was well prepared. When Gold Fang and his hundreds of sneaky guys landed on the Iron Squig, Graeme was also waiting here with a dozen heavily armored bosses of the Snakebite Clan.

When the two sides were on the verge of fighting, suddenly a huge projection screen appeared in the blue sky, and a technical guy projected the battle scene of Octaria.

Gold Fang and Graeme both turned their heads to look over, Gold Fang with a look of longing, Graeme with a look of surprise. The two greenskins seemed to have forgotten that they were here for a duel, they looked up at the screen and kept watching for more than ten minutes.

A huge wave of emotions surged in Grem's heart. He had never thought that the war could be so big, nor had he ever thought that the legendary cunning boss could be so big! There was a shot in the projection that was pulled all the way to the end, and you could see that the entire screen was filled with the Tyranid Swarm Fleet...

How many are there in total? Tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions? ! The fleet that Grem had assembled only consisted of more than a thousand orc warships. Even so, Grem already felt that he was very powerful and was a very good orc warlord.

But compared to the war that Slippery Boss is waging...he's just a fart planted upside down in the ground (a greenskin term for a frog in a well).

Gold Fang looked behind him and at the greenskin troops he was leading in the distance, and Graham did the same thing.