When the Orks Lost So Bad They Couldn't Even WAAAGH Anymore!!

"I know Ork are crazy."

"But I never imagined it could be this crazy!!"

The Big Blue watched the Ork warships moving through the Void.

Contrary to his usual serious demeanor, he couldn't help but start complaining.

If anyone who actually knows the Big Blue were here, they would definitely stare wide-eyed at this moment.

They stared in surprise at the wooden figure whose personality had changed.

Big Blue's path to adulthood is the typical path of an elite child.

His parents were both military personnel, so their home life was very militarized.

He grew up in the military compound next to the military district, then went to school, was admitted to the military and political academy, and was the kind of good kid everyone admired.

After graduating, he joined the army and became a junior officer.

He made some contributions, was promoted, and became the captain.

If nothing unexpected happens, his military and political career will end at the rank of lieutenant colonel or senior colonel.

If war breaks out and you are lucky enough to survive, you will have a chance to rise to the rank of general.

From a young age, Big Blue's parents held Big Blue to high standards and did not allow him to "neglect his studies."

After being admitted to the military and political academy, even things like games and miscellaneous books were banned.

His world consisted only of studying and training, and he was once regarded by his friends as an emotionless wooden figure.

If it weren't for the attention Warhammer Online garnered, and him being selected for the reconnaissance program...

His life was truly the kind that you could see the end from the beginning.

Since the last incident involving Wandering Port

The Big Blue then began to gather information from all directions, examining details about various races.

I thought the Ork using high-quality coal to power their spaceships was already outrageous enough.

Who could have imagined that what's happening now would be even more outrageous?

Giant warships, forged from massive meteorites, are being towed out of the warp by Ork Warp.

Each of the Attack Moon was enormous.

Essentially, it's a meteorite whose interior has been hollowed out.

Equipped with Ork Macro-cannon, plasma engines, and aiming systems.

And all sorts of good things that the Ork can find or develop.

Some of these Attack Moon were even filled with explosives.

It's controlled by the Tankbusta.

Once they get a chance, they will excitedly shout and yell.

Then they drove their suicide warships towards the humans.

With a deafening roar, they perished together.

The Ork fleet was massive and cumbersome, far outnumbering the human fleet, and no less powerful than the Swarm fleet they had previously Knockback.

If it weren't for the decapitation Hive Ship, which quickly resolved the battle with the Tyranid,

I fear the Feilian System will be plunged into a massive, chaotic melee involving the three races.

"You'll get used to it," the Commodore chuckled. "Ork are the most fun-loving creatures in this Milky Way; they don't care what happens to this universe!"

"Let's find an opportunity to board the ship later," another player suggested.

"Isn't that too dangerous? The Void Battlefield is so chaotic right now. If we jump over there, we might get bombed by our own forces along with the Ork's patched warships."

"We still need to find some fun. Staying here and waiting for the Orks soldiers to board is really too boring."

"I support switching sides. As the older generation said, the best offense is defense."

"I think that makes sense. As long as we lock onto the coordinates, we can teleport back if things get weird. If that doesn't work, we can use 'return to town' to go straight back to the Imperial Glory."

"..."

Hearing his companions' discussion, Big Blue narrowed his eyes.

Are those Orks really the happiest people in this Milky Way?

It seems like you guys are the most excited, the happiest, and the most excited.

Hundreds of patched-up Ork cruisers, taking advantage of their small size and high speed, charged to the forefront.

They launched a barrage of several rounds of junk torpedoes and artillery shells.

After using the Void Shield to block the enemy's attack, the Imperial Fleet launched a counterattack.

Having just finished a battle without receiving supplies or rest,

Many ships were still damaged and their ammunition supplies were insufficient.

This resulted in both movement speed and artillery power being affected.

Unable to quickly defeat the enemy, they were bogged down in a protracted battle.

"Lock on the enemy ship marked YX142, fire."

Xia's voice was calm.

A few seconds later, the entire Imperial Glory, including the lowest deck, began to shake.

Macro-cannon, Melta Beam, and Plasma Bombardment Cannon illuminated its outline, unleashing the ship's bloodthirsty fury.

With a bright flash, an Ork battleship was destroyed.

The light from the explosion of the energy reactor was like that of a newborn star, illuminating the entire Void.

The massive ship disintegrated in the explosion, with debris shooting out in flames, leaving bright trails in the Void.

"Kill count +1"

The Servitor beside him reported, twitching.

Xia shifted his killing focus to other warships, searching for the next enemy to hunt.

The Void battle erupted fiercely.

Warships or Void fighters explode every moment.

Large numbers of Ork and human corpses drifted in the Void as the warship disintegrated.

The number of casualties on both sides is rising.

On the leading giant Ork warship,

Liontooth pushed aside the Ork Boy along the way, walked to the control panel, and watched the battle in the Void through the porthole.

"WAAAGH!"

He roared as he stretched out his large, rough hand.

Pointing to the tactical projection floating in front of him, he brushed aside the other icons and selected the largest target— Feilian Star.

As he manipulated the screen, the Feilian Star was highlighted and circled.

"Boys, let's go find more battles!" Liontooth roared.

"WAAAGH".

"The boss is going to take us to fight again and beat those damn shrimps to a pulp."

Grogrok, being Gretchin, jumped up and down, cheering loudly.

Liontooth glanced at Grogrok.

He then picked the other person up and threw them away.

Bang!

A loud bang,

The Gretchin slammed against the wall, making a loud noise.

Then, Liontooth roared again.

"WAAAGH!!"

The other Ork Boy also joined in the cheers.

In the pack of beasts, an Ork Boy looked down and grinned wickedly at the Gretchin Grogrok.

He bent down and grabbed Grogrok's short legs, preparing to loosen up his muscles and bones a bit more.

Grogrok screamed in terror as he looked at the Ork Boy had grabbed his foot and lifted him up.

The Ork Boy grinned, revealing a smile, and was about to make a move.

The next second, he felt a terrifying killing intent lock onto him, making him tremble uncontrollably.

Looking back, he discovered that a massive Liontooth with numerous metal limbs had somehow appeared behind him.

"Boss..." the Ork Boy greeted.

"What are you going to do to my personal Gretchin?"

Liontooth bent down, grabbed the Ork Boy's foot, and lifted him up.

Grogrok was thus freed.

"Boss, I don't want to do anything!!" the Ork Boy shouted.

Once freed, Grogrok's eyes darted around, and he shouted,

"Boss, he said you don't deserve to have your own Gretchin, and he's going to kill me."

Ork Boy: "..."

"I didn't..."

Liontooth ignored the explanation and violently flung the other person away.

It slammed into the wall in the distance with a bang, shattering into pieces.

The mangled body slowly slid to the ground, leaving a gruesome trail of blood.

"My personal Gretchin, Grogrok, is not someone anyone can bully."

After saying that, Liontooth picked up Grogrok and threw him out as well.

The Gretchin flew through the air in an arc before crashing into a pile of shells.

The sight left the Mekboy wide-eyed in astonishment.

Fortunately, thanks to the Aegis the Gork and Mork, the shell did not explode.

Otherwise, the battle would end before it even began.

"WAAAGH".

Grogrok, who had gotten up, cheered.

This time, no Ork bothered with that Gretchin anymore; they didn't want to provoke their boss.

Having resolved this minor incident, Liontooth turned his attention back to the battlefield.

"There's no need to waste time in the Void with shrimps; we need to get to their lair quickly."

"Gather all together and then launch the charge."

"No matter the cost, we're going to land on the ground and grab some shrimp."

"..."

Under Liontooth's command, the Ork's offensive became even more ferocious.

Ork warships have a low hit rate, but they have plenty of guns and cannons, plus my Ork Belief Power...

Many Imperium warships were severely damaged, their hulls engulfed in flames, rendering them incapable of fighting.

Under the fierce attack of the Orks

Many patched warships crossed the increasingly weakened Imperial Fleet defenses, entered the orbit of Feilian Star, and then crashed straight into the ground.

Orks never care about their warships; they're just tools for waging war.

Once they take over the shrimp's planet, they'll have more scrap material to build warships and weapons, which will allow them to become even more powerful.

Therefore, I am not afraid of sacrificing anything.

Nothing is more important than WAAAGH.

One after another, meteorite warships activated their stern thrusters and crashed into the ground with tremendous force.

The intense friction with the air caused flames to ignite at the bow of the ship.

The explosion upon landing was deafening, causing the earth to tremble.

The smoke and dust were carried up to an altitude of 10,000 meters, blocking out the sunlight.

"That's absolutely insane!!"

"No wonder they're Orks! Even more outrageous than us players?"

"I often question my identity as the Fourth Calamity because I can't match the Orks' boundless imagination!!"

Players including the Warmaster, who were responsible for organizing the Imperium's defense.

They were also shocked to see meteorite warships crashing to the ground.

But they quickly recovered and began to fight back.

"Release our treasure immediately; it's time to test the results."

The Warmaster issued the order.

Players like Ten-Timer Twisted Man took out their controllers and released the captured Tyranid creature.

Other units also followed suit, releasing the biological slaves they had recently acquired.

A dense swarm of Tyranid creature gathered together, including even Synapse Creature.

Many Tyranid creature were not implanted with controllers were forced to become cannon fodder for humans because the Synapse Creature were controlled.

Human will replaced the Mother Nest, once again making these Tyranid creature fearless and ruthless.

As soon as the order to start the war was given, they charged Fanaticism at the Orks and began to fight.

The battle quickly escalated to a fever pitch.

The Warmaster ordered his mount, the Ultralisk, to be brought over.

He then activated his thrusters, flew onto the Ultralisk, and prepared to go into battle.

The enormous Ultralisk roared, making one's eardrums ache.

"He's inexplicably handsome."

Standing at a distance, Modison said with a hint of envy,

Such a large Tyranid creature, it's so conspicuous!

All eyes were on the God Chosen.

The outcome of the battle remains to be seen.

At the very least, he's handsome, and he definitely turns heads!

"Brothers, let's go!"

The Warmaster raised his arms and shouted, then commanded the Ultralisk to charge.

"Kill! Kill!"

Ten-Timer also jumped onto a Tyranid Shrike and stood steadily on it.

The Shrike are biological units of the Tyranid race, possessing broad, armored heads and hollow skeletons.

Its flight agility even surpasses that of ordinary fighter jets.

Its abdomen is covered with numerous sacs filled with Spore Mine, capable of scattering flowers like a fairy.

It can also emit a piercing scream that could cause eardrum rupture or even death.

After the Mothership was decapitated, the Tyranid creature.

This Shrike was captured by Ten-Timer and became his mount.

The other players also mounted their mounts and launched a counter-charge against the charging Ork.

The Ork Boy was charging towards them became even more excited when he saw the insects coming.

There are even bugs! Looks like this battle is going to be tough.

Gork and Mork protect them, let them fight it out!

But when the Big Humie rode on insects and charged over, they looked confused.

Don't insects and shrimp often fight?

Why are insects so obedient these days? They even let Big Humie ride on them.

The confusion lasted only a moment before being replaced by envy.

These guys are amazing! They can actually get the big bug to obey them.

They also wanted a big bug as a mount.

Players riding Tyranid creature charge into the Ork tide.

Before long, the two sides were locked in a bloody battle, with corpses strewn everywhere.

Liontooth roared repeatedly, encouraging the Ork Boy, while he himself continued to hunt insects and shrimp.

His weapons are a massive Power Klaw and an exaggeratedly large-caliber Bolter.

Several Hormagaunt tried to attack him, but were blown apart by his sharp claws and large guns.

Boom!!

When the Ultralisk arrived on the battlefield, every step it took caused the earth to shake and cracks to appear on the ground.

Liontooth quickly noticed the enormous creature and saw the Warmaster standing on it.

"This shrimp is still alive?"

Liontooth showed shock, but quickly became excited.

If he's not dead, then let's kill him again.

This time, he would never give this nobody a chance to turn the tables on him again.

The Liontooth roared.

Warmaster looked down and spotted Liontooth; he was also surprised.

This Orks leader is still alive!

His sword strike clearly pierced through the opponent.

Good heavens!!

NPCs can be immortal, right?!

Liontooth charged toward the Warmaster.

After being modified by the Great Machine King, his body became even larger, resembling a true Gargant.

Every step he took was earth-shaking, full of momentum.

The Warmaster also ordered the Ultralisk Ork to charge towards the orc leader.

The two enormous creatures charged across the battlefield and collided violently.

Liontooth overestimated himself.

He was knocked away by the Ultralisk, crashing heavily onto the battlefield, kicking up clouds of dust.

Warmaster seized the opportunity, activated his Jump Pack, leaped down, and swung his sword at his opponent.

Liontooth roared as it rose to its feet and parried with its claws.

Clang!

The clash of weapons, their resounding clang echoing across the battlefield, shook the very heart of the battlefield.

Unlike last time, this time, the Warmaster has the upper hand.

His swordsmanship had improved, and with the help of the giant beast, Liontooth was no match for him.

The Ultralisk would occasionally raise its foot and stomp fiercely at the Liontooth.

Or use your sharp front teeth to ram the Ork chieftain.

Liontooth fought for several rounds, but was no match for the combined forces of Warmaster and Ultralisk.

He was pierced through by the enemy's giant sword and died on the battlefield.

To prevent Liontooth from reviving again, the Warmaster specifically ordered Ultralisk Beast to smash the opponent's body to pieces.

Only after confirming that the other party was beyond dead did they shift their killing intent to the next target.

"My goodness, how did you die again?!"

Grogrok ran out from the wreckage and scratched his head as he looked at the crushed Liontooth.

Looking around, I only saw one intact hand.

"I think you should be able to grow it back."

Grogrok picked up the hand and ran away stealthily.

He's going to find the Mek Boss to revive the boss.

The massive number of Tyranid creature launched a fearless charge, supported and assisted by artillery fire from human forces.

The Ork were no match for them and were being slaughtered at will.

Liontooth is dead, and morale has collapsed by half.

After being unilaterally slaughtered by humans for a period of time, the morale of the remaining half also completely collapsed.

The Ork Boy started running around aimlessly, and WAAAGH couldn't get up.

In near-Earth orbit, the mighty Fokri was dumbfounded when he saw Liontooth's hand.

The Ork Boss had only been on the ground for a short time when he was already being utterly destroyed by the enemy.

Seeing how powerful the shrimp were, the Great Machine Tyrant Frik realized that the fight was over and withdrew with his Liontooth's hand.

The remaining Ork fleet continued fighting the humans.

However, as time went on, human reinforcements continued to arrive to provide support.

Under the influence of the Living Saint Omnissiah and the God Chosen

The Tech-Priest of the Calixis Sector abandoned those useless procedures and regulations of the past.

Production strategies were readjusted and processes were optimized.

Previously suppressed productivity was rapidly released.

Various war engines were being produced like dumplings being dropped into boiling water.

The warships produced at full capacity were immediately deployed to the war effort.

With the addition of existing warships, the number of warships on both sides has reversed.

As the fighting progressed, even the most reckless Ork realized that retreat was no longer an option.

"Pursue them and eliminate them completely."

Unlike how he spared the Necrons and Zerg, Qin Yun did not let the Orks go. Instead, he decisively ordered a pursuit.

Orks are different from other races.

As long as the Orks takes root, it will create a complete ecosystem and continue to reproduce.

They would also use methods akin to raising poisonous insects to cultivate powerful Ork leaders.

Killing their leader is futile; a new leader will soon emerge, and the war against humanity will continue.

We must eradicate the Orks completely to prevent them from making a comeback after a while.

Qin Yun didn't want to waste too much time on the Ork.

After driving out these Orks, he should prepare to support Baal.

On the surface battlefield,

Players in the Agricultural College Warband are capturing different types of Ork.

We are preparing to conduct a comprehensive study and research on this race.

"After so much anticipation, the great Mushroom project has finally begun."

Mushroom looked at the Gretchin in the cage and a smile appeared on its face.

Hey-hey!!

The Old Ones were able to create Orks.

Can't I create Vegetable Man myself?

Warp

Within the Maze of Change sculpted from countless mysterious crystals,

Kairos, through a magical crystal that allows him to observe the Realspace,

I witnessed everything that happened in the Calixis Sector.

The two bird heads displayed an expression of utter despair.

The utterly defeated Necron fleet

The Tyranid creature, enslaved by the God Chosen

And the Ork army, which is in a great rout and being hunted down by humans.

His envisioned large-scale mixed-gender sex plan

Before it even started, it was all neutralized by the Corpse Emperor Living Saint.

The perfect plan has completely failed.

Instead of causing any harm to humanity, it actually greatly strengthened the enemy.

Having obtained the wreckage of the Necron warship, it can be used for reverse engineering of technology.

They acquired the biological mothership and intend to build a new biotechnology system.

Now, after relentlessly pursuing the green- Orks, they are about to reach their stronghold— the Koronus Expanse.

What's even more infuriating is that these God Chosen possess some kind of blocking force, preventing him from tampering with technology or planting mines.

"Why does this guy get stronger the more I fight him?!"

Kairos began to question the meaning of life once again.

He turned to look into the depths of the maze and began to mutter to himself.

"My lord, is this also part of your grand plan?"

After a moment, Kairos convinced himself.

"This must be part of my Lord's plan, and my failure is also part of the plan."

"Our lord is definitely playing a grand strategy."

"You must have your own reasons for not telling me, wanting me to have the freedom to act as a variable."

"Don't worry, I'll keep dealing with that guy."

This failure was due to an imperfect plan, which was exposed to the Corpse Emperor Living Saint by the Aeldari of the Ulthwé Craftworld.

"You dare to ruin my plans? I'll make things difficult for you bunch of idiots."

Kairos briefly turned his gaze to the Ulthwé Craftworld.

Before he could devise a plan to deal with the Corpse Emperor Living Saint,

He needed to cause some trouble for these Aeldari, to let them know that provoking him would come at a price.

Meanwhile, on the other side of Sorcerer's World,

Magnus, who had just returned from the depths of the Webway, saw a disheveled Ahriman.

The plan failed; not only did they fail to capture the Corpse Emperor Living Saint, but they also lost the Infinity Key.

The once spirited and strategic Ahriman has become taciturn.

With just a glance, that one eye knew the whole story.

Realizing that Ahriman had been thwarted by the guy who ruined his plans,

Anger rose in Magnus's heart.

Upon learning of the existence of Thousand Sons Ogryn, he roared.

"They even used my legion's Gene-Seed to create a psionic Ogryn. Was this just to humiliate me?"

We'll see.

Magnus was furious.

He vowed to make that Corpse Emperor Living Saint pay the price.

Let them know that the Crimson King is not a lowly demon to be bullied.

PS: Continuing to mock Thousand Sons today.

Ahriman: "Things change every three years, and one day, Thousand Sons will regain its former glory."