"Emergency teleporter!"
Just as Lin Fan broke through the repulsion shield and was about to let the high-speed spinning chainsaw blade cut through Loba's body, the Ork Mek vanished amid a crack of lightning.
"This Ork has already built a teleporter!" Lin Fan knew what had just happened. A true genius had emerged among this batch of Orks. Not only had he developed black-tech like the repulsion shield, he had also made a point-to-point teleporter.
This was already bad enough. If the Orks were allowed to keep developing like this, the consequences would be unimaginable. The war on Armageddon had to end as soon as possible. More than that, Bone Uncle had to die.
Some things had changed. While the overall plot and setting remained largely the same, the details of the story had undergone considerable alterations.
The effects caused by Lin Fan's transmigration were gradually beginning to show.
The storm had dissipated too early, allowing Armageddon to receive reinforcements a full year ahead of the original story. The Blood Angels who had come to reinforce it had also become the Space Wolves.
Not to mention that he had found the long-lost Wolf King and Diego in the Warp.
Lin Fan had every reason to believe Tzeentch, that insidious bastard, was behind all of it.
"Little Yi! Can you lock onto that Ork's location?"
"Mm~ That's pretty difficult. There are too many Orks in here, and that teleporter isn't stable either. It isn't a standard point-to-point teleport; it's random teleportation. That guy was risking his life. My suggestion is that you pray."
He had never expected a materialist AI born in the Golden Age to say something like that. It seemed that under the influence of the Ork Waaagh! field, many of Little Yi's functions truly could not be brought