Warhammer Greenskin Inventor

Warp Daemons, evil and twisted creatures.

It is no exaggeration to say that they are born troublemakers.

He is also a bastard who is afraid of the world being in chaos.

Especially when they find something that interests them.

The six pairs of bird's eyes of the Great Demon Tzeentch rotated crazily, and finally the Great Demon disappeared at the last moment.

At the cost of sacrificing part of his divinity, he forcibly opened a subspace crack.

The depths of the subspace crack that exudes blue-purple are like the devil's giant mouth, and from time to time it comes from the inside.

There was a strange evil laugh and a shrill wail.

A large number of Tzeentch demons, like a tide.

This small subspace crack was used.

Later, the great demon Tzeentch was very unwilling to be expelled back to the subspace again.

There was nothing that could be done about it, after all, it was just a sacrifice from a human magician.

It is destined not to keep this powerful subspace demon waiting for long.

But if there are more sacrifices, this great demon of Tzeentch will not mind at all and come back again.

The magical demons who were transported were indeed confused.

That's right, just confused.

They just acted on instinct and passed through the portal.

I don't even know why I came here.

But I saw the fierce green-skinned battlefield below the hillside.

The nature of subspace demons makes them instinctively want to participate.

Only killing and conspiracy are the fundamental things that can make Tzeentch demons feel happy.

Of course, conspiracy must be placed before killing, and nothing can compare to the realization of one's own conspiracy.

It makes these Tzeentch demons feel even more orgasmic.

However, these magical demons discovered that the magical energy that maintained them in the real world was not stable.

After being unable to weave a conspiracy, settling for the next best thing is the inevitable choice.

The Tzeentch demons began to gather quickly.

Rushing towards the battlefield down the hillside.

They just want to vent their anger before they are exiled back to subspace.

Enjoy your time in the physical plane.

This suddenly made the greenskins who were still fighting life and death suddenly realize.

On their battlefield, a large number of warp demons suddenly appeared.

These are tentacled, grotesque warp demons.

It can be said that it has completely failed to meet the aesthetics of the greenskins.

When it comes to the aesthetics of green skin, the difficulty is of course that it needs to be big, strong, and waaaagh.

And these Tzeentch demons are all as thin as sticks.

Even the trolls conquered by the Green Seer felt that these Tzeentch demons were ugly.

So the greenskins who were still fighting to death suddenly stopped.

All of them rushed towards these subspace demons with great momentum.

But Skarsnik, who was hiding ten kilometers away, felt his blood boiling for the battlefield in front of him.

This war is just waaaagh.

This is what a green-skinned warlord should do.

Look at the river of blood that is like a stream, and look at the corpses piled up like a hill.

Beautiful, it is so beautiful.

Skathnik was so excited that he wanted to sing and dance.

It can be said that war is the only thing that makes the greenskins feel excited and climax.

Only war can keep the greenskins from being so excited.

: "We should do something."

: "We should do something."

: "I am the God of War of the Eight Peaks Mountains, Skathnik."

: "We should have a show, waaaagh like this."

: "This is what I should do, rather than playing house with those rat people in Bafeng Mountain all day long."

: "This is what greenskins should do."

The above is very suitable to describe the current Skathnik.

The green-skinned restless nature makes even the vicious and cowardly goblins intolerable.

Not even night goblins.

With just an order, a large number of night goblins and orcs began to gather.

Skathnik also rides on his old friend, a Hopping Scrooge.

Obviously, it's not the goblin's character to play head-on.

What Skarsnik wants is to wait until the opponent is almost beaten, and then make a shining debut.

Then, the great war god of Eight Peaks, Skathnik, will subdue these greenskins.

Have an unparalleled

The screen shifted to the battlefield. At this time, Lin Mu felt as if he had eaten shit.

Who knows where these damn subspace demons came from.

In just half an hour, Lin Mu's body was burned hundreds of times by these subspace demons.

: "Asshole, all the threads on my armor have been opened."

As for the green prophet, he was being stepped on by Lin Mu at this time.

Green Seers believe that their waaaaagh magic is the most waaaaagh among the greenskins.

Anyway, in the past few hundred years, no one has been more awesome than him.

As for what a hanging is, that's not something the greenskins should think about.

But today, the Green Seer met someone more awesome than him.

That messy waaaaagh magic, it’s like it’s free of charge.

This is simply cheating and it's not fair.

The Green Seer even wanted to go to the subspace and ask Brother Mao.

: "What are you two doing? Am I not your biological son?"

Obviously, Brother Goge Mao doesn't really care about the Green Seer's feelings.

No matter how hard the Green Seer struggled, he couldn't get out from under Lin Mu's feet.

Logically speaking, this war should be over at this point.

All that's left is for Lin Mu to beat the Green Seer violently, and then find a way to defeat the Green Seer.

By the way, I inherited the Green Prophet's younger brother, and then I ate hot pot, sang songs, and returned home with a full load.

But the subspace demons who suddenly appeared had a life-threatening attitude from the moment they appeared.

It seems to be saying, if you don't kill us today, don't even think about leaving.

Warp magic and green-skinned waaaaagh energy were flying all over the place.

From time to time, there will be a waaaaagh energy kid who can't handle these powerful waaaagh energies.

My whole brain exploded.

At this time, a huge spiritual will swept across the battlefield.

He went straight towards Lin Mu, who was still stepping on the Green Prophet.

A large amount of alternative information began to pour into Lin Mu's mind.

A majestic and seductive voice echoed in Lin Mu's mind.

: "Interesting soul."

: "I am very interested in your world."

: "If you are willing to welcome it, the Burning Legion."

: "Then, I will grant you unparalleled power."

"Burning Legion?" Lin Mu listened to the voice in his head in disbelief.

At this moment, Lin Mu didn't understand.

Could it be that he traveled to the world of Warhammer?

Why, the Burning Legion, an organization that exists in World of Warcraft, suddenly appeared.

This is not reasonable.

However, this huge will still tempted Lin Mu.

In this battlefield, subspace energy, waaaagh energy, the eight winds of magic, and an evil energy that has never appeared before.

It began to intertwine with a soul that should not appear in this world.

And produced some strange chemical reactions