A few minutes ago, the greenskins had still been cowering behind towering steel walls. Now, they had all gone mad, leaping out of the trenches and launching a charge to the death.
The Orks roared and bellowed. Whether they were Deathskulls, Blood Axes, or even the ever-cunning Snakebites, they were all shouting Bonecrusher's name. Everyone charged the Tyranid swarm like lunatics, as though terrified of missing this ultimate carnival of war and slaughter brought about by their prophet.
A massive "WAAAGH!" echoed through Octarius's skies. That roaring, pure WAAAGH! field was so powerful that it stirred wave after wave of emerald fury even within the Warp of Chaos.
The Tyranids collapsed.
Bio-behemoths were torn to pieces alive by enraged Orks. Biotitans fell amid the endless green tide. The hive ships in the skies were surrounded and destroyed by Ork fleets that had long since grown impatient, battered by the crudest rams and the densest barrages of gunfire.
Even though the Hive Mind tried again and again to adjust its tactics and mobilize its last reserves, everything was futile before the absolute violence of Bonecrusher's army, which had already risen to its peak.
Having lost their main force and command nodes, the Tyranid swarms could no longer resist the Ork flood. Over the following few weeks, Bonecrusher carried out an utterly horrific massacre against every surviving Tyranid in the Octarius Sector.
This branch of the once-arrogant Leviathan Hive Fleet was thus completely erased from the map of the galaxy.
News of Octarius's world-shaking war spread like wildfire. Every day, countless Orks inspired by the WAAAGH! crossed vast distances in their ramshackle ships to reach this sector, all so they could join Bonecrusher's army.
Bonecrusher's plan had succeeded.
However, the Hive Mind would never let the matter rest.
Cold fury spanning the