Hurling the planet had merely been the trigger. The many Tyranid fleets still advancing toward Octaria were the real driving force. Working together, they manipulated gravity to compress Octaria's star.
This would cause the side struck by Euronia I to cave inward, spewing a stream of matter as powerful as a supernova explosion through a breach like a hole in a shattered eggshell.
Its target was precisely Boss Slick and the core of the Ork Fleet behind him... Every calculation was exquisitely precise, timed to perfection...
Connected to the collective Waaagh! field, Boss Slick had also gained far greater computational power. Thirty seconds later, he arrived at the same conclusion...
To be honest, Boss Slick was not sure whether his Blood God's Blessing could withstand energy on the scale of a supernova explosion... Even if it could, how many of the Ork Boyz behind him could he extend that blessing to protect?
Many of Boss Slick's closest followers were here-the sort whose deaths would grieve him...
The energy on the star's surface grew increasingly unstable. The stream of matter was about to erupt, and Boss Slick had little time left...
...What should I do? What should I do?!
Idea King Boss Slick had to come up with a good idea in this tiny window... His awareness had been clouded for far too long, seemingly to deny him any chance to react.
"Gork and Mork! I need power!" Boss Slick raised his right hand and roared!
Above the Octaria System, the tears ripped open in the Warp suddenly turned green, carving a mighty, domineering green scar into realspace.
The star could no longer withstand the Tyranid fleets' gravitational compression. The energy it would release through ten billion years of fusion erupted in a single instant, launching an apocalyptic stream of matter