When the Greenskins saw Boss Slick, they froze for a moment, then decided it was only natural. This was exactly how badass, how invincible Boss Slick ought to be—the Ork among Orks, the biggest, baddest boss of all Ork bosses.
The Greenskins all believed Boss Slick had single-handedly killed a Tyranid the size of a small planet. Their excitement reached fever pitch. Wherever they were, even those left floating in space by the battle, they shouted Boss Slick's name at the top of their lungs.
Cheng Mingrui looked at the remains left by the dead World Devourer: a short section of tail and half a head. He realized he really had done something incredible. At the same time, he knew he had not done it alone. He had brought together the strength of every Ork present.
The Boyz believed he could, so he could.
Once the World Devourer was dead, the remaining Tyranid Bio-ships posed no threat at all. The Ork fleet, whipped into an overwhelming Waaagh!, swept through and annihilated them.
As he basked in the cheers of all the Greenskins, Cheng Mingrui felt as though his body was ready to burst, power filling him to the brim. Although he still had not grown any taller or larger, he was probably close to breaking through his genetic limitations.
Cheng Mingrui stroked his chin happily. He was wondering whether he should find a chance to beat Hols up and see if Hols could activate his genes, helping him achieve that breakthrough.
Lying in his Medical Pod, Hols knew nothing of the nasty idea Cheng Mingrui was entertaining. He had been beaten into critical condition yet again. Fortunately, Cheng Mingrui had prepared plenty of lifesaving items for him, or he would have died long ago.
From his Flagship, Rottooth Boss had