Yet even though he had not croaked just yet, Cheng Mingrui still felt that his days were numbered. His body simply could not withstand the space-rending energy flow of the Dimensional Rumble Cannon. That was not something flesh and blood could endure.
Barely any cells in his body were still alive. Not only was he unable to move, but his consciousness was gradually fading as well.
Using his last scrap of strength, Cheng Mingrui lifted his eyelids and glanced sideways at the World Devourer writhing in pain.
The Swarm Consciousness suppressed the World Devourer's survival instincts, quelling the agony of its flesh being torn apart. It commanded the World Devourer to open its enormous maw and bite down on Cheng Mingrui.
The Swarm Consciousness saw that Cheng Mingrui was on the verge of death and judged that this Ork Warboss no longer posed any threat. This was the perfect opportunity. It had to kill the Ork Warboss as quickly as possible. Every extra second he lived introduced another uncertainty!
If only this huge bug had lunged down headfirst like this just now. I could have shattered its head, Cheng Mingrui thought regretfully. His earlier confidence had bordered on arrogance: he had wanted to smash this World Devourer apart with a single blast from the Dimensional Rumble Cannon. Clearly, not only had the cannon lacked sufficient output, but his body had been unable to withstand it either.
"Boss Slick!"
"Boss Slick! Boss Slick!!"
As Cheng Mingrui's consciousness teetered on the brink of fading away, he heard countless voices. Some came from Orks, others from Gretchin. All of them were calling out to Boss Slick from the bottom of their hearts.
"Boss Slick is the strongest, the toughest, the most Waaagh!" Countless Orks repeated those simple words. Countless Orks firmly believed that