In fact, by the time the Tyranid army charged here and began enjoying its mushroom feast, this part of Duanmu Huai's plan was complete. There was nothing else he even needed to do. The Orks and Tyranids would begin mutating on their own, like substances undergoing a chemical reaction.
The Tyranids would increase their numbers by devouring the Orks.
Under the pressure of the Tyranids' attacks, the Orks would begin reproducing and evolving at the fastest possible rate, recreating the nightmare of the Third Tyranid War. They would multiply each other's numbers at astonishing speed like the two strands of a double helix, but since this place was inside the Eye of Terror, Duanmu Huai wasn't worried that either side's victory would cause trouble for humanity.
At least for now, the Demons were the bigger problem.
Duanmu Huai hoped the two sides would cause the Demons enough trouble inside the Eye of Terror to keep them too busy to pay attention to his little maneuvers outside it.
Before leaving this world, the last thing Duanmu Huai did was have Pardofelis secretly throw the Orcish Crown into the city occupied by the Genestealers. The Orks needed a target, after all, and while the crown was useless to Duanmu Huai at present, that might not be true for the Orks.
After that, Duanmu Huai decisively withdrew. He closed the Teleportation Gate leading to that world, then returned to the Inquisition's warship.
"Sir Knight, you're finally back!"
Seeing Duanmu Huai reappear, everyone else breathed a sigh of relief. Ann was no exception. Duanmu Huai waved at them apologetically, then noticed a familiar figure in the crowd.
"Frieren, you're back too?"
"I only got back a little while ago. I wanted to see what your Ork form would look like."
Frieren's answer was as