Man in Warhammer, starting Primarch

Abaddon's defeat and the Empire's victory in the space battle on Vigilus are indisputable facts. But on the ground battlefield, thousands of demon legions abandoned here by the Chaos Warmaster are still fighting tenaciously on the big stage of the Vigilance Star——

The wilderness of the earth has been ignited by the flames of war. The green-skinned orc boys occupy almost all the places on the planet except the cities. They chant excitedly and fight the demons until they die.

In the long battle, the orcs also suffered heavy casualties.

But for the orcs, this is not important. What is important is - it’s fun!

A desert soaked in blood.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!~~~——"

The orc warlord cruelly clicked and played with interest on a harp that was more than two meters high and made entirely from the souls and bones of Slaanesh followers.

This savage orc war leader was like an elegant musician, using his thick dark green fingers to strum the sinewy strings of Slaanesh's harp on a battlefield filled with broken flesh and gunpowder smoke.

This scene is full of abstract art.

With every hard stroke he played, the soul and flesh of the harp felt extreme pain, and then emitted a heart-rending sound of pain.

It felt so wonderful to hear the sound of a cruel, unsympathetic click in my ears.

Cruelly opened his mouth and smiled,

"I like this!" He roared loudly, each finger hooked on the strings, and he put his entire rough hand on the strings, grabbing the flesh and blood hard.

Just like a cat using a scratching post.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!~~~"

The painful sound of Slaanesh's harp is indescribable. This extreme pain, this deep pain that penetrates the soul, has surpassed all the tortures in the real universe. But if you distinguish carefully, you can hear the heart-rending screams of Slaanesh's followers. The sound was mixed with subtle pleasure and pure happiness.

"I like this so much!" The war warlord obviously didn't have the patience to distinguish the emotion of the voice. He could only hear the pain in the voice, and he roared happily.

He wondered in his mind who studied this harp, and thought that it was necessary to grab a few more.

Cruel Click made a lot of noise on the battlefield, but apparently not many people noticed him in this chaotic battlefield.

The orc boys with red eyes howled like crazy, controlled the big machine guns, and directly gave the Slaanesh demon in front of them a shuttle, smashing these ghosts into pieces.

The exploded body was mixed with the screams of the Slaanesh demons, and blood and minced flesh flew everywhere.

A large pool of strange organs suddenly appeared on the cruelly clicking face.

The war warlord didn't take it seriously and wiped his face casually. The bloody smell, as fragrant as fine wine, made the war warlord's heart even more restless.

"Waaagh!!!——" Cruel Click shouted excitedly, he hadn't been so happy for a long time!

The surrounding orcs heard the war chief's war cry and responded together. The wilderness ignited by the flames of war shivered in the green tide's war cry.

Each of them was thinking that it was better to ravage the ghosts in subspace and beat them up.

As their thoughts coalesced, an invisible orc force enveloped each of them.

This force field has no form, but is extremely overbearing. The aura of chaos that could corrupt an entire city on the battlefield was completely eliminated by this force field.

There is extremely strong subspace resistance in the orc force field and the orc genes.

This is also the reason why orcs are so difficult to be corrupted by the warp.

The few rare records were recorded because some orcs saw Nurgle and thought that this big guy was also green, so he must be Brother Mao, and then he corrupted himself.

Soon, Cruel Click got tired of playing with Slaanesh's harp, threw it aside like trash, and stepped on it hard.

The harp was violently broken amid screams of pain and joy.

After doing all this, Cruel Click drove the locomotive.

As a battlefield boss, his car is naturally extraordinary. The dark red car body is covered with steel spikes, and on the two thickest spikes at the front of the car, the two Slaanesh demons were pierced and hung on There.

As the chariot's engine roared, the spikes trembled along with the vehicle body. The extremely sensitive senses of the two Slaanesh demons immediately felt the severe pain of their flesh being torn apart.

Their painful screams were filled with unconcealable joy.

As the great demon of Slaanesh, the more painful they are, the happier they will be, and the louder their screams will be, even wilder.

And the louder and shriller they screamed, the happier Cruel Click laughed.

Cruel Click is the champion of the Orc Racing Championship. His driving skills are extraordinary, just when he controls the chariot and prepares to do some new tricks.

He suddenly saw countless giant shipwrecks in the sky, like a meteor shower, streaking across the sky of the Warning Star.

And the cruel click of his sharp eyes also distinguished that those were warships belonging to subspace ghosts.

The orc warlord spat unhappily. At this moment, even the melodious screams of the Great Demon Slaanesh could hardly make him happy again.

Because he understood that the shrimps had won the space battlefield and this war would soon be over.

Cruel Click doesn't want the war to end so soon. Even if it does end, it should be the orcs crushing all their enemies.

But the situation on the battlefield will not change because of his thoughts.

Just as he expected, soon, a shrill scream crossed the sky of the alert star, and the huge warship rammed into this world, which could be seen with the naked eye even if standing on the surface of the planet.

A huge roar came from beyond the sky, as if the gods had sounded their war drums.

The golden double-headed eagle with its wings spread out pressed on the sky, and its wings spread out to the end of the world. The golden light poured down, and for a moment, the foggy planet shrouded in gunpowder was as bright as day.

Cruel Kada lowered his head, and he saw that his perfect green skin was now coated with a layer of disgusting gold, and even the blood-red tattoos on his skin that belonged to Brother Du, with heavy wheels overlapping, were harmoniously integrated with this touch of gold.

He knew what the golden light from the sky meant - the shrimp's army was coming.

"Hmph, what's so cool about it." Cruel Kada muttered in a low voice,

"Poor Xiami, he~tui!" He spat a big sticky phlegm on the ground.

"Boss, go and get Xiami?" An orc boy asked excitedly, and the orc chariot completed a beautiful drift on the bloody battlefield, rolling up a lot of smoke and dust.

"Fuck!" Cruel Kada roared unhappily.

Every orc warlord knew that Xiami was Du Ge's appointed comrade-in-arms. To get against Xiami was to disobey Du Ge's intention.

The young boys were ignorant, and he couldn't break the rules.

"Boss, those big birds seem to be coming towards us!" The orc boy who stuck his head out of the chariot and held a telescope suddenly spoke.

Cruel Kada looked up and saw that there were no big birds. They were clearly Xiami's fighters and gunboats. The steel fuselage reflected the golden light of the sky, like a golden eagle, swooping down towards their location.

Cruel Kada gritted his teeth. He knew that these giant iron birds would snatch the enemy from his hands.

"Boss, Commander Xiami sent a communication signal." The messenger boy shouted to the orc warlord.

"Don't answer it!" Cruel Kada growled, "Let's leave here."

"I'm annoyed when I see Xiami." He shouted loudly.

Amid Cruel Kada's roar, the orc army that was originally ravaging the Slaanesh Legion all ran back to their vehicles at this moment.

They turned around and drove away without any stop.

They came and went like the wind.

A large cloud of smoke mixed with exhaust gas was raised. This thick smoke enveloped the Slaanesh Legion. The demons stood in the smoke in a daze, watching the orcs leave with visible doubts on their faces, and they couldn't figure out the situation for a while.

Before they could figure out why the orc army suddenly retreated, a loud sonic boom was heard in the low sky.

Under the gaze of the Slaanesh demons, large imperial transport planes landed not far from them. Tall warriors wearing black and green heavy armor, holding double-barreled shotguns in their hands, walked out of the open hatch of the transport planes.

Behind these warriors, the mortal auxiliary army worked together to push out the cage covered with runes.

The confused brains of the Slaanesh demons did not even have time to think.

Under the watchful eyes of the public, the imperial army did not even shout a slogan and directly launched a surprise attack.

The warriors walked in the front row holding shotguns.

Each of their shots was enough to cover a large fan-shaped range in front, and countless ammunition poured down, covering the sky and the earth, as dense as raindrops.

They fired together, forming a terrifying firepower network with no dead angles, covering everything.

The followers of Slaanesh could only watch the ammunition pouring down, without any room for escape.

These demons with tentacles and claws similar to aquatic creatures were still being ravaged by the orcs a few minutes ago.

Their fragile defenses had long been smashed by the orcs' modified trucks, and they could not resist the Doom Slayers' attack at all.

In just a few minutes, the standing demons were knocked to the ground.

But the Doom Slayers did not execute them directly as they thought, but sorted them out like livestock and stuffed them into cages.

A soldier walked on the edge of the battlefield and found the exposed claws of the Slaanesh demon in a gun pit buried in dust.

He walked over, grabbed the huge claws with his bare hands without hesitation, and dragged the demon out.

"No, please." When the demon was dragged out, she suddenly turned into a pitiful girl in the eyes of the warrior.

Her disguise was perfect, and the claws she had revealed before seemed like a fleeting illusion.

"I know you, the sons of the Lord of Destruction, powerful heroes." The girl's soft and seductive voice echoed in the warrior's ears.

Her voice was so earnest, the admiration revealed in her tone was real, her posture was pitiful, and together with the warrior in front of her, she outlined a moving scene.

If such a thing happened in a more ordinary world, it would be a love story of a hero saving a beauty that would be passed down.

But the extraordinary warrior in front of him had no sympathy at all.

His huge iron hand was placed on the girl's arm, and almost every finger was thicker than the girl's arm.

Then,

"Crack!——"

The girl's arm was torn off and thrown aside.

"Ahhhhhhhh!" The girl screamed in pain. The damage brought by the Doom Slayer did not make her feel any happiness, only the pain deep into her bones.

She cursed bitterly, degrading the warrior as an unromantic thug. Her angry voice carried the pain and fear.

The warrior observed her carefully until the girl in front of him finally took off all her disguises.

This was a purple-skinned demon with a figure similar to that of a slender woman, but with four limbs and arms.

Its face was pretty, but its long tongue was full of barbs.

The warrior looked at it carefully,

"Succubus, ordinary quality." As the warrior spoke, he broke the demon's four arms, dismembered its feet, and pulled out the sharp horns on its head.

His movements were extremely skillful. Obviously, it was not the first time he did such a thing. In just a few seconds, he removed the inhuman and offensive parts of the demon.

The tactical called the mortal soldier not far away, "Take it to cage number three."

"Yes, sir." The soldier responded respectfully.

After seeing the soldier take the processed demon away, the warrior turned around and walked towards the next gun pit.

Although the dust there did not seem to reveal anything, there were six unnatural depressions.

He needed to investigate clearly.

In this chaotic battlefield, the warriors looked like fishermen leisurely fishing on the beach.

On the other side,

Cruel Kada led the orc boys to avoid the fortress controlled by the empire and directly broke into the city-state occupied by demons.

Just as he was preparing to fight the demons happily.

The Alert Star, this world full of disasters, once again presented an elusive vision.

A bizarre, multi-colored light suddenly flashed from the ancient ruins at the bottom of the mountain ruins, engulfing the entire mountain like a hazy flower, and further blooming.

Many people felt somewhat familiar and completely unfamiliar when they saw the light, as if their eyes saw one thing, but their souls saw something completely different, hiding a deeper truth.

Accompanying the strange light was an unclean noise, which made everyone who heard the sound bleed from their ears.

Mortals were disturbed by this sound, but these unfortunate victims described the sound completely differently - some heard the sound of nails scratching wood, some heard mechanical rhapsody, and some heard biological knowledge amplified 10,000 times.

Everyone's description of the sound was different, but the same thing was that every time they recalled the sound, they would start crying uncontrollably.

It was like a spiritual scar being uncovered.

And the culprit who caused this was standing on the altar of the underground temple at this time.

His tall body opened his arms, and countless golden runes shone on the surface of his skin, making him look extremely sacred, like a golden giant carrying an oracle

"O primordial power, the first one who weaves destruction day and night, look at the ugly appearance of these sinners crying and running away. Won't you suck their blood, harvest their souls, and hand them over to me?"

The Great Bearer of Words sang loudly, and the uncontrollable emotions came out of his voice.

"My lord, we succeeded!" The Bearer of Words stood beside him, equally excited.

"Yes, I see it!" Lorgar responded to his offspring, "My son, we are moving towards a great vision!"

"The conflict of ancient destruction, at the end of this road, we see the truly great existence." His voice was passionate, "That is the true God, not comparable to those hypocritical gods!"

"Yes, my lord, everything will be as we wish!"

During their conversation, one Chaos wizard after another was carried to the altar, and in the blazing fire of the altar, these sacrifices dedicated their all.

The ancient ceremony took shape, and the Black Stone Crown stood.

The Black Stone poles of the Vigilance Star were instantly reversed, and the minerals that could originally appease the Warp were completely reversed in an instant.

The unclean rift opened up, connecting this world with the Eye of Terror.