Revive, My Boss

Liontooth's scarlet eyes were fixed on the shrimp in front of him.

Hearing what the other person said, he burst into laughter.

The steel-forged chin and palate made a clanging metallic sound.

"You're so awesome, I'll keep your head as a prize and treasure it."

After Liontooth finished speaking, he let out a deafening roar.

"WAAAGH!!"

Then, he charged towards Warmaster.

Liontooth was enormous, and it was equipped with a large number of metal prosthetics, making it look like a giant golem made of steel.

Each step was incredibly heavy, making the earth tremble.

His arms were thick and strong, like giant trees.

One hand holds a giant battle axe

The other hand is embedded with a giant Power Klaw covered in electric arcs.

The powerful battle axe fell, making a loud whooshing sound as it cut through the air.

Warmaster rolled to the side to dodge.

Boom!!

The giant axe landed, instantly creating a deep crater in the ground.

Near the deep pit, cracks spread out like a spider web.

Taking advantage of the Warmaster swung his two-handed greatsword and thrust it fiercely at the massive Liontooth, but it was blocked by the opponent's Power Klaw.

Clang!

The two weapons clashed, producing a resounding metallic clang that carried far.

The destructive force fields covering the sword and claw blades collided and tore at each other, generating a terrifying energy.

The Warmaster used the momentum to disarm the opponent's Power Klaw.

When the opponent's giant axe came down again, he moved to the side and dodged the powerful blow once more.

Liontooth's battle axe fell.

With a loud bang, it smashed into the ground, creating another deep crater.

Countless fragments of rock flew through the air.

Warmaster seized the opportunity and used his sword to slash a shocking wound on his opponent's body.

Liontooth, in pain, roared angrily and used its Power Klaw to slap Warmaster away.

Bang!

Warmaster crashed into a ruined building, collapsing a wall and kicking up a cloud of dust.

The Ork retreated like a tide, leaving enough space for the two to fight.

The armor emitted First Company of warning sounds, alerting the user to the damage it had sustained.

After glancing at it, Warmaster ignored the warning, quickly got up, and used the smoke and dust to conceal himself.

Liontooth Fang strode heavily into the smoke and dust.

The hidden Warmaster seized the opportunity and immediately launched an attack.

He leaped up using the nearby wreckage, gripped the sword hilt with both hands, and pressed his entire weight onto it, determined to pierce the Ork Boss with a single strike.

But Liontooth was prepared, and with his battle axe slashing horizontally, he was ready to split the Warmaster in two.

Warmaster's face darkened. He hadn't expected the Ork Boss to launch a counterattack that would result in mutual destruction.

Considering that his sword strike might not be enough to kill his opponent...

The most likely outcome is that the other party will be seriously injured, while he will lose his life.

"This deal isn't worth it!"

Warmaster thought to himself, then chose to give up and use the momentum to dodge the opponent's attack.

Liontooth caught up and swung his battle axe again.

The Warmaster dodged the falling axe.

Taking advantage of the gap when the opponent's battle axe cleaved into the ground,

He slashed at the opponent's arm with his sword.

Clang!

A metallic clanging sound rang out.

The Power Klaw, covered in electric arcs, once again blocked Warmaster's sword.

Warmaster abandoned his weapon and clenched his fist to smash it into Liontooth's head.

The force of that punch was terrifying, causing the air to explode.

Bang!

The armored fist collided with the Liontooth's face, which was embedded in metal, making a sound.

With just one punch, the Ork Boss's face caved in.

Liontooth staggered backward, his massive body swaying as if he were about to fall.

"That punch is the result of thirty years of skill; can you withstand it?!"

Warmaster grinned.

He seized the opportunity and rushed forward.

I want to deliver a decisive blow and end this battle.

However, the next second, Liontooth's wildly swung Lightning Claw across his body.

The sharp claws instantly slashed several astonishing cuts into the Warmaster's armor.

He cut open his body.

Crimson blood splattered out.

The armor emitted a rapid alarm, indicating the damaged area.

"I was careless, I didn't flash!!"

Feeling the intense pain in his body, Warmaster was immediately jolted awake and hurriedly swung his sword to block the opponent's Power Klaw.

He was too hasty, thinking he could seize the opportunity to kill the Ork Boss, but instead he put himself in danger.

It really proves the old saying, "Haste makes waste."

Liontooth's claws gripped the Warmaster's longsword, then it swung its battle axe, intending to cleave the shrimp in front of it in two.

The Warmaster was forced to use his wrist to block the axe handle.

Bang!

The terrifying force shattered the armor on his wrists, leaving dents and cracks.

Warmaster felt as if his hand had been broken.

"A heart as the Stone as a rock is unbreakable."

The Warmaster roared and swung away the Ork Boss's battle axe.

Then he punched the other person in the head again.

The greatsword was still being held by the opponent's Power Klaw and couldn't be pulled back.

The Warmaster simply abandoned the greatsword.

He lunged at the opponent and punched him hard in the head with both fists.

One punch, two punches, three punches.

Every punch was delivered with all his might.

The fist, covered in armor, landed on the Ork Boss's head, making a clanging metallic sound.

The Liontooth emitted a painful roar.

He was forced to retreat repeatedly after being hit.

His face was also shattered by the opponent's heavy punch, exposing the bone.

The metal prosthesis implanted in the head deformed, showing alarming dents.

Whew~

Warmaster threw another punch.

Bang~

The fist that should have landed on Liontooth's head was blocked by Liontooth.

The opponent also abandoned his battle axe and used his arm, as large as a giant tree, to block the Warmaster's fist.

Then, with a roar, the Power Klaw of the other hand suddenly pierced through Warmaster's body.

Fresh blood gushed out, a bright, deep red.

Immediately afterwards, Liontooth lifted Warmaster up and let out a terrifying roar.

"WAAAGH!!"

The many Ork Boy watching excitedly echoed their leader's shouts.

"WAAAGH!!"

"WAAAGH!!"

Cough! Cough!

Warmaster coughed up blood, and his pupils began to dilate.

The Liontooth bared its teeth, its ferocious face breaking into a smile.

He flung the can of dried shrimp from his paws onto the ground.

He stepped forward to pick up the battle axe that had fallen not far away, preparing to chop off the opponent's head as a trophy.

The Warmaster could feel his life force rapidly slipping away.

After coughing up blood again,

He saw the giant sword lying to the side.

"A heart as the Stone as a rock is unbreakable."

He muttered to himself as he reached for the sword.

With the sword in hand, he gasped for breath, squeezing out the last of his superhuman strength.

Liontooth walked over, raised his battle axe high, and prepared to deliver the final blow.

"Blood sacrifice to the Golden Throne, skull offered to the God-Emperor."

With his last ounce of strength, Warmaster leaped up and plunged his greatsword into the opponent's chest. The violent movement caused the internal organs to spill out through the torn wound.

This final blow consumed his life.

Before taking his last breath, Warmaster saw a notification appear on the golden light screen.

[Two-handed Sword skill upgraded to Hall of Fame level]

"Has it finally reached the Hall of Fame level?"

Warmaster's lips curled into a slight smile.

Then his head drooped down, and he stopped breathing.

But with the help of his hands gripping the sword hilt, he remained standing steadily.

Liontooth looked down at the sword that had pierced his chest.

His scarlet eyes revealed disbelief.

Clang!!

The battle axe in his hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

The battle ended there, with both men perishing together.

An eerie silence fell over the battlefield as the numerous Ork watching exchanged bewildered glances.

Then, in unison, they roared, brandished their weapons, and began to fight.

The eldest brother is dead.

The strongest, most awesome kid will become the new boss.

"Boss!!"

The Gretchin that had been kicked away earlier bypassed the fighting Ork.

He ran in front of the Liontooth and pushed the shrimp's corpse aside.

The Gretchin gripped the sword hilt with both hands and used all its strength to pull the greatsword out of the Liontooth's tooth.

Just then, a fighting Ork Boy stepped on the Gretchin's toes.

The heavy iron boots crushed his toes to pieces.

The excruciating pain made the Gretchin- like creature cry and howl.

"My boss!!"

"How could he die?!"

Liontooth's death caused the Orks of Wandering Port to abandon their pursuit of Shrimp's fleet.

They turned to fighting each other for the position of leader, their brains flying out in the process.

Having completed its cover mission, Big Blue successfully led the remaining ships away from Wandering Port.

After a brief rest and replenishment of supplies at a port under Imperium control,

They proceeded to the Malz World to assemble as ordered.

Instead of taking advantage of the opportunity to expand, the Orks who seized Wandering Port were fighting amongst themselves.

They will not continue their attack until a new leader is elected.

Upon learning of this, Fokri, a Mek Boss, grabbed a large gun and entered the Wandering Port.

After taking down several idiots, he dragged Liontooth's corpse back to the workshop.

Disassemble the other party like taking apart parts.

"My heart was knocked out, and I was thinking of finding something else to replace it."

Frik rummaged through his collection of junk.

Soon, he found a special collectible.

A metallic sphere covered with special runes.

Inside, a hazy glow flowed, like a galaxy of Stellaris.

This is loot I got from fighting another group of Orks in Koronus.

It has patterns similar to those in bean sprout script, but is more complex and obscure.

Frik couldn't understand the meaning of these symbols, but he thought he could use them on the Liontooth.

After examining the metal sphere in his hand, Frik began to work.

He removed the Liontooth's shattered heart and inserted the metal sphere he had on hand into it.

After several days and nights,

The Mek Boss Frik, finished his job.

A metal sphere replaced the Liontooth's heart, and more metal prosthetics were installed on its head and body.

It looks more powerful, bigger, and more WAAAGH.

After completing the repairs, Frik connected a fist-thick cable to Liontooth's body, preparing to revive him with an electric shock.

Frik turned to look at the Gretchin who had been watching him perform the surgery.

"Grogrok, go and turn on the power switch."

Grogrok dared not oppose the Great Machine King, and could only obediently do his job.

He lifted his short legs and walked toward the power switch the other person had mentioned.

The power switch was enormous, larger Grogrok's body, and was embedded in a wall covered with metal patches.

He had to jump up and use all his strength to pull it.

Bang!

The moment the switch was touched, a thick current shot out, sending Grogrok flying. By the time he landed, he was already charred and dead.

A terrifying electric current surged into Liontooth's body, causing him to tremble uncontrollably.

The next second, Liontooth opened his tightly closed eyes.

Those eyes were initially emerald green,

Then it turned scarlet.

Liontooth, who should have died, was pulled back from the great Green Tide.

"Grogrok".

Liontooth emitted a deep growl, searching for its Gretchin.

He was thinking of grabbing the other person and then kicking them away.

Reality: Warhammer Toilers Group.

Second Empire Warmaster: "Hahaha, hahahaha, hahaha, it's done, it's done!"

Nurgle-Kissing Fatty: "Another one gone mad? Take him away and put him in the same hospital as the Old Thirteen."

Guilliman Is My Sun: "You dragged me into this? Damn it..."

Slaanesh's Ten-Times-A-Night Stud: "The Zuowangdao is becoming increasingly rampant, suspected to be an invasion by Tzeentch. I request the deployment of the Inquisition."

Twisted Man Uses Twisted Hammer: "Sorry, there's no Inquisition. How about the Dragon Group?"

"I am Long Aotian, Dragon Group No. 00. Please enlighten Catching a Xinsu to make Monkey Wine."

"Let Me Treat You to Turtle Soup: @Second Empire Warmaster, what happened? You seem so happy."

Second Empire Warmaster: "I have achieved the first Hall of Fame skill in the game."

Slaanesh's Ten-Times-A-Night Stud: "..."

Twisted Man Uses Twisted Hammer: "..."

Damo Guyan: "..."

Director Qi Wants Progress, asked, "What? A top-tier skill?"

Erlong Gang Leader: "Upstairs, keep your formation!!"

Genestealer! I can tell you're not human at first glance, "Too bad, the game doesn't have Achievement System."

Second Empire Warmaster: "That's true! When will the official team release an Achievement System?! As the first player to possess a Hall of Fame skill, I don't have any achievements and can't enter the Hall of Fame??"

To Wrestling Khorne: "I'll release it when I get the 'Defeat Angron' achievement."

Dovahkiin is also a God Chosen: "Then I guess I can forget about it for the rest of my life."

To Wrestling Khorne: "You look down on me? You think I've never been able to beat Angron? I'll give you a chance to rephrase your words and repeat them again."

Dovahkiin is also a God Chosen to retract his statement.

Dovahkiin is also a God Chosen: "Defeating Angron is a dream come true for me."

To Wrestling Khorne: "Damn... is this how you rephrase your words??"

Dovahkiin is also a God Chosen: "I can't lie and go against my conscience. Have you forgotten how you fought Angron last time, got instantly killed, and then got whipped for more than ten rounds?"

"..."

The vast and boundless Warp.

The magnificent fleet, led by the Imperial Glory, is navigating through Warp Storm toward the Malz System.

While analyzing the battlefield situation from the bridge, Qin Yun would also take some time to peek into group chats and forums.

By browsing through players' chats and posts, can you find any important information that the newbies might have overlooked?

The chat messages from the Warhammer Toilers Group were rapidly flooding the screen.

Seeing the players discussing the Achievement System, Qin Yun stroked his chin, considering whether or not to introduce Achievement System.

The Achievement System is an important mechanism in games, which can encourage players to constantly challenge themselves and enjoy the fun and sense of accomplishment that the game brings.

"That sounds interesting. Let's create an Achievement System and let them take on challenges."

"Create an achievement for Stealing the Treasury of the Infinite - Trazyn, which requires obtaining a valuable item from the treasury of the Necron Overlord."

"Breaking through the Daemon Primarch's defenses is an achievement in itself."

"Give the mummified Emperor some oil and wax for maintenance?"

"Participate in the rescue of Calgar, and serve as Stretcher Bearers for the ICU's God of War!!"

"..."

After careful consideration, Qin Yun decided to introduce the Achievement System in the 5.0 version update.

Those quirky achievements will definitely motivate players to work harder and willingly become their slaves.

At that moment, sirens blared throughout the warship.

The Watch Bell hanging from the deck dome emitted a somber chime.

The first chime was awe-inspiring.

"We have arrived at our destination and are about to leap into the physical universe."

The Celestial Overseer shouted from his high platform.

The sound was transmitted to various departments through the intercom in front of them.

The Servo-skull that whistled through the air carried the voice of the Celestial Overseer and songs praising the God-Emperor throughout the entire ship.

A group of Tech-Priests sang in unison using binary code.

"Praise be to Omnissiah, praise be to the Machine God..."

The swaying clock rose to its highest point, hovered for a moment, and then began to fall.

The hammer struck the bell wall due to inertia, and the resounding bell rang out again.

"After the countdown ends, all warships will shut down their Warp Engine and follow the Imperial Glory into the physical universe."

"To reiterate, all warships will shut down their Warp Engine after the countdown ends and follow the Imperial Glory into the physical universe."

A fleet liaison officer sent a message to the other warships.

The projection screen flickered, and the icons of warships changed from red to green, indicating that they had received the message.

Qin Yun stood on the bridge, his gaze fixed on the armored shields covering the portholes, as if his gaze could pierce the Tide of the Celestial.

Once everything was ready, he ordered the ship's communications system to be turned on.

"Another war is coming, my brave compatriots. On the other side of the Veil, heretics and traitors are gathering, and our purpose here is to unleash the Wrath of the Emperor upon them."

"They are bowing down to an ancient enemy, but they will soon realize that it was an extremely foolish decision."

"We are the Emperor's sword, His wrathful angels, and our enemies tremble at our arrival."

"The great revival of humanity will begin in our hands, and the Imperium will last forever."

"Many may sacrifice themselves for this great goal, but do not be afraid, the throne of the Emperor welcomes all who are loyal."

"Load all Macro-cannon, increase reactor output to maximum, and activate the physical space engine. Enter the material realm in a state of combat readiness."

"We will fight to the bitter end until the enemy is completely defeated."

The speech ended, and cheers erupted.

"Master, that was a really good speech." Xi Ling, standing behind Qin Yun, looked at him.

"Are you praising this speech because the last one wasn't good enough?" Qin Yun retorted jokingly.

"Ah! No, no." Xi Ling somewhat flusteredly, "Master's speeches are always so wonderful."

"Still so easily amused." Qin Yun laughed, then turned his gaze back to the battlefield projection. "Xi Ling, prepare for the slaughter."

Xi Ling nodded. "Understood, Master. Watch me beat those bad guys to a pulp."

"..."

The clock struck, the ship groaned, and the entire deck trembled.

The crew on the bridge walked back to the fixed impact platform and lowered their safety belts.

The soldiers inside the cabin strapped themselves to their beds.

Staff with the relevant equipment used magnetic locks to secure themselves in place.

As the countdown ended, the ship's tremors became increasingly violent.

People's vision becomes blurred, the outlines of those around them appear double, and everyone is shrouded in another blurry film, separating reality from unreality.

"... Three, two, one! Countdown is over. Now move in. Activate the physical space engine. All personnel, prepare for battle."

With a loud wail, the Imperial Glory departed from the Warp and entered the Materium.

Only the navigator clearly saw the entire process; others could only perceive it through the ship's tremors.

"The migration was successful," said a Magos from the Adeptus Mechanicus. "All ships have safely departed the Immaterium. Praise be to Omnissiah, Praise the Omnissiah."

"Raise the shields, begin the battle," Qin Yun ordered.

PS: This is a star map of the Calixis Sector, provided by tabletop role-playing enthusiast Arandis.

Chapter 2 is expected to be uploaded at 5:30.