The green-skinned orcs are weapons left over from ancient wars.
It has amazing reproductive capacity and also carries technological genes.
When encountering a powerful enemy, it can stimulate its technological talent and use various discarded garbage to create weapons and vehicles.
He also has an amazing learning ability.
It will absorb the enemy's technology imperceptibly and then transform it into its own technology.
What's even more terrifying is the WAAAAGH energy they possess.
The essence of the orcs is fungal spores, a mobile carnivorous plant.
They form a system unto themselves, without the need to draw psychic energy through the Warp.
As long as enough orcs gather together, they can generate a powerful WAAAAGH force field, through which they can release spells that are no less powerful than the psychic power of the Warp or interfere with the real world.
Biologically, more concentrated WAAAGH energy will increase the size of the orcs, giving them greater strength.
In engineering, WAAAGH energy allows orc-made objects to ignore the limitations of the laws of physics to a certain extent. Minor problems such as size, serious overweight, and insufficient horsepower can all be ignored.
Orc creations only need to conform to basic laws of physics to be useful.
Scholars have another terrifying speculation, that is, the WAAAGH force field is likely to synchronize their genetic genes, allowing them to gain the accumulated experience and learning of others without having to learn.
This also explains why, once an orc learns to use weapons of another race, other orcs will also be able to use those weapons without any instruction.
They are the same race as the creators of the Eldar.
Evidence supporting this truth can be found in historical documents surviving from both the Eldar and Necrons.
The green-skinned orcs are biological weapons released by the Ancients to deal with the War in Heaven.
They are a pure race that serves the purpose of war.
With a war-loving mentality, orcs see it as fun and crave more battles.
They can use the waste on the battlefield to tinker with the weapons and equipment they need.
The green orcs also have a bug ability, which is their reproduction ability that even the Zerg are terrified.
The appearance of an orc on a planet means that countless orcs will appear on this planet in the future.
Even if we kill the orc and burn the area, it won't be of much use.
As long as the orcs' hair and dander fall to the ground, or the sprayed spores encounter the right environment, they will spread.
Large numbers of mushrooms will grow from the surface, squeezing the local ecosystem.
Eggs will grow in the roots under the mushrooms, and orcs will be bred inside the eggs.
Before the orc is born, the spores will reproduce a complete ecological system.
First, a group of close relatives of the orc boys were born.
Such as the short fart spirit and the hound that jumps on two legs.
When the orcs come out, they will be able to use the fungal ecosystem to get enough food.
The reproductive capacity of the green-skinned orcs can be said to be the strongest among all known races in the galaxy.
As soon as they are born, they have strong muscles and great strength.
After gaining status, you can continue to evolve and become bigger, greener, and stronger.
What’s even more terrifying is that they also have a large amount of engineering technology recorded in their genetic codes.
Without any training, they can understand how to attack in tanks, how to sail among the stars on starships, and how to start wars everywhere.
The number of orcs in the galaxy is difficult to count, and some scholars speculate that they may be more numerous than humans.
The only drawback is that the orcs are not united.
There were also frequent battles between the various orc warlords.
Orcs only care about whether there is a war to fight, and never care about who to fight with.
It is common for them to fight against their own people.
This situation was greatly improved after Bonebreaker became the Orc Emperor.
According to some Eldar prophets, the long-lost orc faith, the god Gomao, guided the Bonebreaker and began to let the orcs return to their ancestors, planning to let them regain the invincibility of their former biological weapons.
That's why the size of the orc boy has become more exaggerated than before.
As biological weapons capable of fighting against the Star Gods and the Necrontyr, the Orcs' war potential is terrifying. Once released, it will inevitably cause a series of horrific wars.
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Tils stood on the command deck of the ship.
The floating information window loomed over him.
The flowing data gave him an accurate understanding of the upcoming battle.
Before officially landing, he had to clear out all the orc ships in the void, or fight his way out.
The orc fleet looked like the wreckage of a battleship, patched up, and the large number of patches on the surface of the ships made the battleships look very bloated.
Relying on their own talents and unimaginable mechanical wizardry, they welded the corroded warships dragged back from the celestial ranch into ancient giants.
Those scrap metals that should have been dead miraculously regained life in their hands.
The orc warship was belching black smoke, and the light of the plasma reactor was bursting out from the hull, making it look like it would disintegrate at any time.
It is a miracle that something like this can actually work.
Only in the hands of orcs can they function properly.
On the void battlefield, there are only those orc ships.
Tiles didn't notice their huge war moon, which looked like a rusted clock.
Under the order of the Orc Emperor, the Orcish War Moons have headed to the Cadia battlefield, preparing to engage in an unprecedented WAAAGH with humans there.
After Bonebreaker became the Orc Emperor, the birth of Orc warlords was faster than the Empire could imagine.
The orcs' technology has also experienced one eruption after another.
Orcs' industrial foundries, as well as various mining and smelting facilities, have been discovered on many planets. It is obvious that they already have the prototypes of war creatures.
They emitted billowing black smoke and provided the orcs with a steady supply of various weapons.
Those weapons looked very weak, but their power should not be underestimated.
Tirs watched the orc ships turning around and preparing to fight the Empire, and gave orders to each ship.
"Use light particle shells to defeat their shields, and then use antimatter to destroy them."
The orcs attacked decisively, trying to seize the initiative on the battlefield.
Countless Orc warships opened fire on the Blood Angels fleet at the same time.
The space was instantly filled with straight lines of lasers, parabolas of torpedoes, and the devastation left by explosions.
The void battlefield usually starts at a distance of tens of thousands of kilometers.
Various energy weapons and waves of atomic shock waves exploded in the void between the two fleets.
Electromagnetic vibrations produce long-lasting auditory hallucinations.
It is impossible to distinguish the authenticity of everything in front of you.
The orcs accelerated all the way, fearlessly preparing to fight the Empire at close range.
After Bonecrusher became Emperor, the accuracy of the orcs improved, but it was still very touching.
The orc ships looked tattered, but the firepower they unleashed was extremely terrifying.
Countless artillery, plasma pulse launchers, and laser launchers projected overwhelming firepower, converging into a barrage so bright that it was impossible to look directly at, covering the Imperial fleet.
The Empire's ships were far fewer in number than the Orc fleet, and they did not open fire in retaliation, remaining silent under the Orcs' terrifying firepower.
He simply opened the void shield and diverted all the orcs' firepower into the warp.
The Empire's void shield technology has been comprehensively upgraded, and the amount of attacks it can withstand has increased by more than an order of magnitude compared to the past.
Few alien warships can destroy human warships.
Even if it is damaged, it's no big deal.
Many ships have retrospective devices, which is a big bug.
It can be said that it is inherently invincible.
Tiles kept the fleet silent.
Only when the fleets of both sides were within a certain distance did they give the order to lock onto the target and launch an attack.
The force field projector throws out the shells created by strong interaction forces.
Using force field boost, the projectiles can be accelerated to near the speed of light in a force field of just a few hundred meters.
The void burst into unparalleled brilliance. The fired shells rubbed against the particles in the void due to their high speed, releasing strong radiation and creating a strong light effect.
The shells accelerated to the speed of light drew a brilliant trajectory in the void.
Because it is very close to the speed of light, the mass of the shell is greatly amplified by the relativistic effect.
The damage caused by a cannonball is far more terrifying than that caused by a light spear or a cannon.
The Ork ship's void shield burst out with strong light, transferring the light-speed shells into the subspace.
The powerful impact also caused the void shield to overload, and the shield generator installed on the surface of the battleship spontaneously ignited and caught fire.
The void shield on the orc ship that had withstood the light-speed artillery shells flickered a few times and then completely went out.
The orc ships were suspended in the air, with no protection at all.
The great technicians ordered the orc maintenance boys to repair the equipment that was emitting black smoke and electric sparks according to their orders.
The orc boys' efficiency is so slow that it's touching!
Before they even set out, the second wave of attack followed closely behind.
After the first wave of shells overloaded the Orc ship's void shield, the second round of shells was accelerated to half the speed of light and thrown out.
The second wave of shells did not reach the speed of light.
But those shells still have great power.
Strong interaction materials can arrange molecules tightly together, and their hardness far exceeds that of many alloy materials.
The second round of shells was also completely different from the first round.
In addition to using strong interaction materials, the core of the second round of shells also has small antimatter balls bound by a force field.
The orc ships without void shields were smashed into pieces like tofu by the accelerating shells.
With a loud bang, a huge, patched orc ship was torn apart by the barrage of death.
The shell hit the plasma reactor accurately.
After the energy pile was penetrated, it first turned red-hot and was then engulfed by plasma flames.
Amid the silent explosion and flames, the section of the ship containing the energy pile exploded into millions of tons of metallic magma emitting a dark red glow.
In this tragic destruction, it turned into countless fragments and flew in all directions.
Even if the energy pile was not hit, the shells would cause a series of explosions as long as they hit the armory below the deck.
Antimatter shells would also release annihilation fire upon contact, engulfing the entire ship.
Several Ork ships were destroyed in this way.
Countless orc corpses burst out from the interior of the ship along with lasing fuel and ion arcs, the scene looked like a fungus spraying spores outward.
The Imperial fleet maintained its ruthless killing posture, and the fleet's formation did not change from beginning to end.
The orcs' attacks could do nothing except leave rippling marks on the ship's void shield.
Every salvo from the Imperial ships would destroy large swathes of Orc ships, turning them into countless fragments flying in the void.
The orcs' void defense was quickly penetrated.
Countless fragments and a large number of orc corpses were floating in the void, creating a ring of death.
They spin, are attracted by the planet's gravity, fall into the planet's atmosphere, or achieve equilibrium and revolve around the planet.
The other ships turned around and continued to clear out the orcs' scrap metal.
Tiers summoned the battle brothers of the Tenth Company and gathered them in the teleportation hall.
Use the teleportation device to teleport all battle brothers to the battlefield.
A blinding white light flashed.
Tiles felt the same sense of spatial dislocation as always.
It was as if the whole world was twisting before my eyes.
There was no sense of movement, and even time seemed to have stopped flowing.
Wait until the strong light fades and everything returns to normal.
They were no longer in the teleportation hall, but in the midst of a mad wave of greenskins.
Countless green-skinned orcs expressed confusion at the hundreds of human warriors who suddenly descended upon them.
But soon they threw away their confusion, roared at Tils and others, and rushed towards these warriors.
Rusted armor was fastened to the limbs of the mighty orcs with straps and screws, and in their hands were weapons of staggering proportions.
The other orc boys shot at them with their well-maintained weapons.
"Crush them." Tiers roared: "In the name of the emperor, in the name of holy blood, victory belongs to us."
The battle-brothers of the 10th Blood Company responded to their captain.
The antimatter bombs were released in a unified salvo.
Instantly, flames shot up into the sky and the antimatter bomb released an annihilating shock wave.
Groups of orcs on the periphery were blown away, and the high-temperature flames vaporized all the orcs in the center of the explosion.
The soldiers defending the Armageddon hive saw the teleportation flash and the flames produced by the antimatter explosion.
It was like a mini-nuclear bomb, with towers of flames shooting up into the sky and blowing all the orcs away.
"Those Primaris warriors are getting more and more crazy." An old soldier, who was airdropped into the center of the battlefield through the detection device of his exoskeleton armor, saw the fighting style of the Blood Angels and was stunned for a moment.
The other fellow soldiers were also shocked.
The artillery fire moved away from the area where the Blood Angels were located and turned to attack the orcs in other areas.
When matter and antimatter annihilate, the explosion shock released is far greater than that of a nuclear bomb of the same mass.
Using antimatter bombs in such a close-range battle, only a madman can think of this fighting method.
The Blood Angels used this tactic unscrupulously, relying on their advanced battle armor and brutal Primaris bodies.
These Emperor Angels used to be quite normal.
At least he won't carry a nuclear bomb and detonate it at close range.
Ever since the Great Emperor took over the previous Emperor's position and further strengthened them, turning them into Primaris warriors.
These guys relied on their own strength and began to use various brutal and brutal tactics.
Jumping directly down from an altitude of ten thousand meters without even turning on the thrusters has become a routine operation that is no longer surprising to the Primaris warriors.
Now, it is even more of a close-range fight against nuclear explosions.
After a while, I can’t even think about it.
Tiles was unaware of the shock and complaints from his friendly forces in the distance.
The Blood Angels of the Tenth Company cleared a large area with a salvo of explosive bombs.
Tirs simply activated the power axe and rushed out.
The Heart of the Empire started to work, loading him with the ability of Black Fury.
This is a unique innate ability of the Blood Angels, which can be controlled freely with the help of the Heart of the Empire.
After releasing the Black Rage, the Blood Angels' combat power will be terribly increased.
Tiles felt endless anger rising from his heart.
There is infinite power surging in his body, and he can fight until the end of time.
The desire to kill filled every cell in his body, and he couldn't help but roar.
The way he swung his battle axe looked like the demon god Xingtian in ancient Eastern mythology.
Where the axe blade reaches is beyond the reach of the naked eye.
Wherever it passed, there were only wreckage and broken arms.
A giant orc with mechanized muscles rushed towards him.
The mechanical orc was twice the size of Tiers, with huge cables extending from his back to the horned helmet on his head.
Half of his face had been transformed using crude machinery, and his steel chin looked hideous and terrifying.
Two huge pipes at the back spewed out thick black smoke.
The arm is equipped with a claw larger than a normal human's.
When that big guy ran, the earth shook, like a moving mountain of metal garbage.
Those orcs who failed to dodge in time were crushed to pieces by it.
The orc's purpose was very clear. It leapt over its companions, its activated claws wrapped with amazing arcs of electricity, crackling in the air.
Just one of the claws was as big as an ordinary person's and fell towards Tils's direction with great force.
Tiles teleported into the air and dodged the opponent's attack.
When he landed, he swung his battle axe and chopped off the opponent's mechanical arm.
After landing, he swung his battle axe to chop off the legs of the giant mechanized orc.
Then he strode forward, chopped off the opponent's head, and stomped on the huge head to pieces.
Tirth's deputy, Gatarin, used his scepter to knock an orc leader away and let out a roar.
"In the name of the Holy Emperor." Catalin raised the scepter.
His eyes emitted a dazzling light.
The power from the highest heaven surged through him.
In the past, this kind of psychic magic often had a certain risk of corruption.
Will be noticed by those hungry beings who desire to devour the minds of mortals.
Only when the Emperor of Mankind builds a firewall can psykers safely cast their spells.
Think tanks also had their moment of glory.
With their strong spirit, they become mobile artillery on the battlefield.
A large number of powerful psychic spells can be unleashed in a short period of time.
Terrifying flames were released from his hands, and the psychic flames formed a terrible impact, knocking away all the orcs who tried to approach him, causing them to howl miserably.
The other battle-brothers roared as well, the servomotors in their armor roaring as they ran.
Battle axes, long swords, and hammers hacked at the orcs.
The orc's body is incredibly strong, able to withstand three times the damage required to kill him.
The rage of the orcs was unusually ferocious, and they continued to charge at the Blood Angels with primitive and savage fury.
The Blood Angels charged forward with all their might, slashing with melee weapons in one hand, leaving debris and flesh all over the ground, and firing wildly with bolters in the other hand. From time to time, towering towers of flames would rise into the sky accompanied by explosions.
Tiles saw the key to resolving this war.
Countless strong orcs surrounded a terrifying giant beast.
He was dressed in armor, over ten meters tall, and wrapped in heavy battle armor.
The helmet had horns, was inlaid with rubies, and had a picture of an orc holding a weapon.
The behemoth was equipped with a huge cannon and sharp claws, and two thick pipes were installed behind him, emitting billowing black smoke.
In front of the giant beast, the orc leaders were as weak as children.
The guards around the giant beast are equally powerful.
Their size far exceeds that of other ordinary orcs.
Much taller than the Primaris, wielding weapons larger than humans.
"Get rid of it." Tiles roared, "Get rid of that orc warlord."
Gatarin once again released the power of the Supreme Heaven, and violent thunder fell from the sky, knocking the orcs away.
The other Blood Angels also roared.
Their fangs were exposed and their eyes turned red and then black.
They all use the Heart of the Empire to inspire Black Rage.
Gatarin howled like a terrifying beast, his exposed fangs making him look like a demon from hell.
The light emitted by the scepter in his hand became brighter and brighter, unleashing the attack of the Supreme Heaven, knocking down large groups of orcs.
Other warriors also rushed forward bravely, splitting the surging waves of orcs and wading through the sea of greenskin flesh and blood.
Tirs roared and continued to chop with the battle axe in his hand. With the help of his companions, nothing could stop him.
He chopped down those strong orcs and cut a path through them.
Countless giant orcs fell under his axe blade.
More orcs rushed over, laughing strangely.
He didn't care about the countless orc corpses behind Tirs.
Wave after wave of orcs rushed towards them, attacking the Blood Angels.
However, nothing can stop the Son of Holy Blood.
They formed into spears and thrust into the waves.
The tip of the spear was none other than their captain, Tirs.
Tirs raised his axe from bottom to top, tearing apart a giant orc equipped with tearing claws and breathing fire from its mouth.
From this point on, there were no more obstacles in front of him.
He rushed to the front of the giant beast.
The other party has an iron head, huge teeth like thick tree branches, and a pair of dark red eyes full of evil and cunning.
"Blood rage." Tiles whispered and issued an order to the Heart of the Empire.
The howling sounded throughout the battlefield, and the two boys in complete darkness made Tiles look like a demon from hell.
Infinite power flows.
His powerful muscles surged with anger.
Tirs jumped up while running, and the battle axe in his hand also entered overload state.
He swung his axe at the opponent's ugly, ferocious head.
The orc warlord also roared, and its voice echoed on the battlefield, making the orcs scream with excitement.
Green WAAAAGH energy covered its body.
It raised its hand and used its mechanical arm to block Tiles's slash.
The indestructible battle axe failed at this moment.
There was no mechanical arm capable of chopping off the orc warlord.
The faint green light absorbed the killing field of the battle axe, rendering it ineffective.
The axe blade failed to tear through the orc warlord's armor.
The orc warlord slapped Tiers with his other hand, and the heavy force made his arm, which was blocking, make sounds of broken bones and shattered armor.
After breaking contact, the armor was repaired by nanorobots and the arm recovered under the powerful recovery force.
Tiles's black twins glared at the other party, holding their battle axes tightly and preparing for the next attack.
The orc warlord rushed over with heavy steps.
Tiles also rushed over and entered overload mode.
He vaguely touched the limit of the second Primaris upgrade.
In his vision, the flow of time suddenly slowed down.
He could see that every step the orc warlord took was extremely slow, and the whole world went into slow motion.
The dust particles falling in the sky were slowed down.
Tiles saw a weakness.
He rushed forward to the left side of the orc warlord's waist, only slightly faster than the others.
Wait until the flow of time returns to normal.
He had passed the orc warlord by, his helmet had been torn off, and there was a terrible wound on the right side of his face, and the white bones could be vaguely seen.
The orc warlord let out a roar.
The next second, he covered his abdomen and staggered.
Finally, he knelt down, and the weapon in his hand supported him to avoid falling.
The waist was cut open and green intestines flowed out along with the blood.
Tirs turned and walked towards the kneeling orc warlord with a battle axe in hand.
The other person stared at him, his scarlet eyes filled with anger.
"Go to hell, alien." Tils swung his battle axe fiercely and chopped off its head directly.
The originally crazy orc frenzy strangely calmed down.
Tiles roared.
The orcs who originally wanted to besiege were so scared that they turned around and started to run away.
The scene was extremely spectacular.
Countless orcs fled as they were hunted by hundreds of Blood Angels.
Unfortunately, no matter how powerful the Blood Angels are, their numbers are ultimately limited.
After chasing for a while, they had to give up this inefficient killing mode.
Even if each of them could kill a thousand orcs, it would be of no use against the huge wave of orcs.
The orcs fled in all directions.
They may go through a long period of chaos before a new warlord leader is decided.
Tils won't give them this chance.
He would wipe out all Orks and Warp hazards on Armageddon in one fell swoop, and bring the planet back under the glory of the Great Emperor.
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The Emperor Supreme sailed smoothly in the warp space.
No matter how turbulent the waves of the warp are, it remains motionless.
The Warp is not empty; remnants of past memories and remnants of civilization remain within it.
There are decaying buildings everywhere, some of which were even built by humans in the past.
All traces left by civilization will be reflected in the subspace.
In a way, the subspace can be said to be the most equal existence.
No matter how small a civilization is, the subspace will open its arms and welcome its birth, rise, prosperity, and destruction.
The Unliving lurked in the ancient buildings, howling as they watched the huge Imperial ships pass by.
But the huge double-headed eagle made them feel afraid.
There have been more and more reports of demons disappearing recently. There are rumors that the Empire is trafficking demons from the Warp and selling those unlucky ones to other universes as slaves.
Attacking human ships is too dangerous.
If you encounter some unscrupulous businessmen, it is hard to say who will be the prey.
In addition, since humans built the wall, many of their previous methods are no longer useful.
All the previous instigation, deception, tricks, etc. are no longer useful.
On the Supreme, the majestic mechanical throne still stands there.
But there was no one on the throne.
Only the dedicated guards of the Imperial Guards were guarding the empty throne.
Guilliman is now standing under the Mechanical Throne.
The huge reception room accommodates many important figures in the galaxy.
Sitting in the main seat is naturally the most honorable human master in the galaxy, the great Imperial Emperor, Guilliman.
Then came several important leaders of the Death Army, including Eldrar, Yin Fulan, Qianmian and others.
In addition, there are several prophets from the Harlequin Theatre.
The Eldar God of Laughter - Xilego is here.
On the human side, there are Sicarius, the newly appointed Grand Master of the Assassin's Court - Maxim, the Inquisitor Vincent Horn who underwent life extension surgery and became young again, and the Grand Master of the Grey Knights - Mangyago.
The previous Grand Master of Assassins has chosen to leave and is now sleeping in the Wall Area.
The Empire's current technology is capable of granting immortality to flesh and blood.
But the souls of many people do not support their eternal life.
Their flesh and blood bodies could sustain themselves, but their exhausted souls could no longer bear the burden.
Traitors are slightly different from Imperial Loyalists.
The souls of traitors have long been corrupted, but are maintained with the help of the gods and the warp, and will be pulled into the kingdom of the gods after death.
The price, of course, is being controlled by the gods.
The tragic thing is that it will become a chaos egg.
The souls of the Empire's loyalists will return to the Wall to sleep after death, waiting for the right opportunity to be awakened again.
In fact, even among the elves, not all of them are as long-lived as Eldrar, who lives longer than those gods.
The lifespans of many elves will also come to an end.
For this reason, eternal life is not only a test for the body of a living being, but also a test for the soul.
Only a soul that is tough enough and strong enough can survive forever.
Guilliman prepares to recruit a group of Einherjar.
Together with the cursed warriors created by the Emperor before, they formed a legion.
Form a force capable of conquering the Warp.
Besides, who says death is the end of a mission
At least I still have a soul, so I have to keep working hard.
This is a reward for loyalty.
How many people didn’t have this opportunity before!
This Heroic Spirit Project is still in preparation and the relevant technology needs to be improved.
Guilliman told no one either.
But do it quietly.
Everyone gathered here, and naturally what they were discussing was not the issue of eternity.
Rather, it is about the gathering of many enemies of the Empire on the battlefield of Cadia.
After Bone Crusher became the Emperor of the Empire, he was no longer the brainless WGHAAAA. In order to fight against the Empire, he did not hesitate to cooperate with the Cancer Legion and the Necromancer Dynasty.
Prepare to fight against the threat posed by humans together.
To this end, an unprecedented force of terror was assembled on the battlefield of Cadia.
Once the war breaks out, it will inevitably be an extremely brutal war.
Guilliman also had to make multiple preparations.
To prevent the empire from suffering too many casualties and affecting subsequent plans.
The current size of the Empire's army is already very large.
But Guilliman has many plans for the future.
The empire must conquer both alien universes and other galaxies.
To be honest, this amount of troops is not enough.
If you throw tens of billions of people into a universe, not even a splash would occur.
It is better to reduce losses if you can.
Promote the application of time-reversal devices.
Use the database to upgrade the empire's equipment once again.
Use the fourth Primaris upgrade to comprehensively upgrade those warriors who meet the requirements and increase the high-end combat power of the empire.
In addition to these, another aspect of preparation is to find a way to disintegrate the alliance formed by the enemies of the empire.
The issue of the space undead was left to King Sotai to deal with, and he was asked to win the support of those dynasties, so that they would abandon darkness and join the great cause of galactic prosperity of the human empire.
And the green orcs.
"Is this all the information that the Ancient Saints used to research biological weapons?" Guilliman looked at the data displayed by the data crystal in front of him, while looking at Xilego who was wearing a clown mask next to him.
"Yes, your majesty." Xilego said respectfully.
"The threat of the green-skinned orcs has been around for a long time. My father defeated them once in Ullanor, but they are back again. Their reproduction capacity is too strong. Unless every world is burned, it will be difficult to control the rampant green-skinned orcs." Guilliman said: "We can't keep wasting time and energy on how to fight the orcs. Kill one, and thousands will grow. It's really a headache."
"With the current strength of the empire, no matter how many orcs there are, they cannot shake the foundation of the empire." Sicarius said confidently.
"Indeed, with the power of the Human Empire, those greenskins really cannot pose a threat." The Eldar prophet Natas also spoke up to agree with Sicarius's point of view.
"During the Great Crusade, humans once defeated the orcs and destroyed their empire, but they eventually made a comeback. It is not difficult to destroy the orcs once or twice. The problem lies in how to eradicate them." The Grand Master of the Assassin's Court saw the crux of the problem the emperor was worried about at a glance.
"That's right," said Guilliman. "It's not difficult to defeat the orcs. The difficult part is how to prevent them from coming back. Is the Empire only going to suppress the green-skinned orcs again and again? What if the Empire falls again? Those orcs will surely become a serious problem like they are now."
"With your majesty leading the empire, there is no possibility of decline," said Mangago.
Guilliman smiled and asked in a tone whose emotion was hard to guess.
"But what if one day, I am no longer here?"
Mangago was stunned for a moment, and before he could come to his senses, Guilliman continued speaking.
"Problems always need to be solved. If people today don't solve them, will they be left to future generations? Don't always trust the wisdom of future generations. They have their own problems to solve." Guilliman read the data stored in the data crystal. It contained all the knowledge developed and edited by the ancient saints on various psychic creatures.
It also includes knowledge related to gods, such as how to shape a warp god.
Even the Eldar Empire in its heyday did not have this knowledge.
It is conceivable to what a terrifying level the technology of the ancient saints has reached.
If it weren't for internal and external troubles, the outcome of the War in Heaven would have been very different.
The Star God was beaten up by the Ancient Saint.
The Deathly Hallows were also beaten up by the Old Saints.
If their subspace plan hadn't backfired on them, the two little punks who had been beaten up repeatedly would probably have continued to be beaten up.
Guilliman wanted to obtain the knowledge of the Black Library and also wanted to see if there was any way to completely eliminate the green-skinned orcs.
There is a vast amount of knowledge about the green-skinned orcs, which is countless times larger than the transformation data of the Astartes.
Even Guilliman felt a little amazed and his head ached when he read this data and knowledge.
Superhuman demigods like Astartes are merely improvements on humans.
The green-skinned orcs are true laboratory products. The ancient saints directly used the characteristics of animals and plants to create a race.
There are many areas involved, in addition to the real biological genes and physical technology, it also involves the theology of the subspace and the mechanisms of emotional power.
It can be said that the two are not on the same level.
"Then what will Your Majesty do?" asked the Eldar prophet Eldrar.
"This matter can only be resolved at the source, which is why I asked the God of Laughter to bring all the data crystals and books about the ancient saints' biological weapons from the Black Library. The orc is a forged biological weapon. There is no right or wrong in a sword. Its value depends on the user."
"Your Majesty, do you mean to control the orcs? That is impossible." Yin Fulan shook her head. As the leader of the Death Army, she had many dealings with orcs.
They are chaotic, wild, and impulsive.
The cost of controlling them may be greater than eliminating them.
"Orcs absolutely obey their warlords and emperors. That's why so many orcs are heading to the Cadia battlefield. We don't need to control every orc. We only need to control their emperor."
"Controlling the Bone Crusher? That guy is a lunatic. He will never bend his knees."
Guilliman smiled when he heard everyone's doubts.
"If the Bone Crusher can't be controlled, then we can help them replace it with an Orc Emperor who can be controlled."
As soon as Guilliman said this, everyone looked at each other in surprise.
Change the orc emperor!
Is this possible
"Can it really be done, Your Majesty?" A look of surprise and doubt appeared on the face of the imperial guard Valano. This idea was too crazy.
Give those barbaric and rude orcs a new emperor!
What to do
Take out the Bone Crusher and replace him
If it were so easy, the Empire wouldn't have had so much of a headache facing the powerful Orc Empire during the Great Crusade.
"I've read some information and it's feasible. In order to prevent the orcs from becoming confused and unable to continue fighting after losing their war leader, the ancient saints will transfer the WAAAGH energy after the leader's death to other powerful orcs. Those orcs will fight to determine the winner and he will become the war leader, and the other orcs will obey unconditionally. As long as we let another orc get enough WAAAAGH force field and let him kill the original orc emperor, there will be a certain chance that he will replace him and become the new orc emperor."
ps: I will write another one with several thousand words later.