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Chapter 150 Resurrect, My Boss!
Lion Fang's scarlet eyes were fixed on the shrimp in front of him.
Hearing what the other person said, he burst into laughter.

The steel-forged chin and palate made a clanging metallic sound.

"You're so awesome, I'll keep your head as a prize and treasure it."

After Lion Fang finished speaking, he let out a deafening roar.
"WAAAGH!!"

Then, he charged towards Zhan Shuai.

Lion Fang was enormous, and it was equipped with a large number of metal prosthetics, making it look like a giant golem made of steel.

Each step was incredibly heavy, making the earth tremble.

His arms were thick and strong, like giant trees.

One hand holding a giant battle axe

The other hand is embedded with a giant power claw covered in electric arcs.

The powerful battle axe fell, making a loud whooshing sound as it cut through the air.

Zhan Shuai rolled to the side to dodge.

boom! !

The giant axe landed, instantly creating a deep crater in the ground.
Near the deep pit, cracks spread out like a spider web.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Zhan Shuai swung his two-handed greatsword and thrust it fiercely at the massive Lion Fang, but it was blocked by the opponent's power claws.

Zheng!
The two weapons clashed, producing a resounding metallic clang that carried far.

The destructive force fields covering the sword and claw blades collided and tore at each other, generating a terrifying energy.

The warrior used the momentum to disarm the opponent's power claws.
When the opponent's giant axe came down again, he moved to the side and dodged the powerful blow once more.

Lion Fang's battle axe fell.
With a loud bang, it smashed into the ground, creating another deep crater.
Countless fragments of rock flew through the air.

Zhan Shuai seized the opportunity and used his sword to slash a shocking wound on his opponent's body.

Lion Fang, in pain, roared angrily and used its power claws to slap Zhan Shuai away.

boom!
Zhan Shuai crashed into a ruined building, collapsing a wall and kicking up a cloud of dust.

The orcs retreated like a tide, leaving enough space for the two to fight.

The armor emitted a series of warning sounds, alerting the user to the damage it had sustained.

After glancing at it, Zhan Shuai ignored the warning, quickly got up, and used the smoke and dust to conceal himself.

Lion Fang strode heavily into the smoke and dust.
The hidden commander seized the opportunity and immediately launched an attack.

He leaped up using the nearby wreckage, gripped the sword hilt with both hands, and pressed his entire weight onto it, determined to pierce the orc leader with a single strike.

But Lion Fang was prepared, and with his battle axe slashing horizontally, he was ready to split the warrior in two.

Zhan Shuai's face darkened. He hadn't expected the orc leader to launch a counterattack that would result in mutual destruction.

Considering that his sword strike might not be enough to kill his opponent...
The most likely outcome is that the other party will be seriously injured, while he will lose his life.

"This deal isn't worth it!"

Zhan Shuai thought to himself, then chose to give up and use the momentum to dodge the opponent's attack.

Lion Fang caught up and swung his battle axe again.

The warrior dodged the falling axe.
Taking advantage of the gap where the opponent's battle axe was cleaving into the ground,
He slashed at the opponent's arm with his sword.
Zheng! !

A metallic clanging sound rang out.
The power claws, covered in electric arcs, once again blocked Zhan Shuai's sword.

Zhan Shuai abandoned his weapon and clenched his fist to smash it into Lion Fang's head.

The force of that punch was terrifying, causing the air to explode.

boom!
The armored fist collided with the lion's face, which was embedded in metal, making a sound.

With just one punch, the orc leader's face caved in.

Lion Fang staggered backward, his massive body swaying as if he were about to fall.

"That punch is the result of thirty years of skill; can you withstand it?!"

Zhan Shuai grinned, revealing a smile.
He seized the opportunity and rushed forward.

I want to deliver a decisive blow and end this battle.

However, the next second, Lion Fang's wildly swung lightning claws across his body.

The sharp claws instantly sliced ​​several astonishing gashes into the warrior's armor.

He cut open his body.
Crimson blood splattered out.

The armor emitted a rapid alarm, indicating the damaged area.

"I was careless, I didn't flash!!"

Feeling the intense pain in his body, Zhan Shuai was immediately jolted awake and hurriedly swung his sword to block the opponent's power claw.

He was too hasty, thinking he could seize the opportunity to kill the orc leader, but instead he put himself in danger.

It really proves the old saying, "Haste makes waste."

Lion Fang's claws gripped the warrior's longsword, then it swung its battle axe, intending to cleave the shrimp in front of it in two.

The warrior was forced to use his wrist to block the axe handle.

boom!
The terrifying force shattered the armor on his wrists, leaving dents and cracks.

Zhan Shuai felt as if his hand had been broken.

"A heart as firm as a rock is unbreakable."

The war commander roared and swung away the orc leader's battle axe.
Then he punched the other person in the head again.

The greatsword was still being held by the opponent's power claws and couldn't be pulled back.
The war commander simply abandoned the greatsword.
He lunged at the opponent and punched them hard in the head with both fists.

One punch, two punches, three punches.

Every punch was delivered with all his might.

The fist, covered in armor, landed on the orc leader's head, making a clanging metallic sound.

The lion's teeth emitted a painful roar.

He was forced to retreat repeatedly after being hit.

His face was also shattered by the opponent's heavy punch, exposing the bone.

The metal prosthesis implanted in his head deformed, showing alarming dents.

Call ~
Zhan Shuai threw another punch.
bang~
The fist that should have landed on Lion Fang's head was blocked by Lion Fang.

The opponent also abandoned his battle axe and used his arm, as large as a giant tree, to block the warrior's fist.

Then, with a roar, the power claw of the other hand suddenly pierced through Zhan Shuai's body.

Fresh blood gushed out, a bright, deep red.

Immediately afterwards, Lion Fang lifted Zhan Shuai up and let out a terrifying roar.

"WAAAGH!!"

The many orc boys watching excitedly echoed their leader's shouts.

"WAAAGH!!"

"WAAAGH!!"

cough! cough!
Zhan Shuai coughed up blood, and his pupils began to dilate.

The lion bared its teeth, its ferocious face breaking into a smile.

He flung the can of dried shrimp from his paws onto the ground.

He stepped forward to pick up the battle axe that had fallen not far away, preparing to chop off the opponent's head as a trophy.

The warrior could feel his life force rapidly slipping away.
After coughing up blood again,
He saw the giant sword lying to the side.

"A heart as firm as a rock is unbreakable."

He muttered to himself as he reached for the sword.
With the sword in hand, he gasped for breath, squeezing out the last of his superhuman strength.

Lion Fang walked over, raised his battle axe high, and prepared to deliver the final blow.

"Blood sacrifice to the golden throne, skull offered to the divine emperor."

With his last ounce of strength, Zhan Shuai leaped up and plunged his greatsword into the opponent's chest. The violent movement caused the internal organs to spill out through the torn wound.

This final blow consumed his life.

Before taking his last breath, Zhan Shuai saw a notification appear on the golden light screen.

[Two-handed sword skill upgraded to Hall of Fame level]

"Has it finally reached the Hall of Fame level?"

Zhan Shuai's lips curled into a slight smile.
Then his head drooped down, and he stopped breathing.

But with the help of his hands gripping the sword hilt, he remained standing steadily.

Lion Fang looked down at the sword that had pierced his chest.
His scarlet eyes revealed disbelief.

clang! !

The battle axe in his hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

The battle ended there, with both men perishing together.

An eerie silence fell over the battlefield as the numerous orcs watching exchanged bewildered glances.

Then, in unison, they roared, brandished their weapons, and began to fight.
The eldest brother is dead.

The strongest, most awesome kid will become the new boss.

"Boss!!"

The little devil that had been kicked away earlier bypassed the fighting orcs.
He ran in front of the lion's teeth and pushed the shrimp's corpse aside.

The farting demon gripped the sword hilt with both hands and used all its strength to pull the greatsword out of the lion's tooth.

Just then, a fighting orc boy stepped on the fart spirit's toes.
The heavy iron boots crushed his toes to pieces.

The excruciating pain made the fart-like creature cry and howl.

"My boss!!"

"How could he die?!"

…………

Liontooth's death caused the green-skinned orcs of Wandering Harbor to abandon their pursuit of Shrimp's fleet.
They turned to fighting each other for the position of leader, their brains flying out in the process.

Having completed its cover mission, Da Hai successfully led the remaining ships away from Manyou Port.
After a brief rest and replenishment of supplies at a port under imperial control,

They proceeded to the Malz world to assemble as ordered.

Instead of expanding their territory after capturing Wanderport, the greenskins were fighting amongst themselves. They wouldn't continue their offensive until a new leader was elected.

Upon learning of this, Falkrey, a master of skill, grabbed a large gun and entered the Wandering Harbor.

After taking down several idiots, he dragged Lion Fang's corpse back to the workshop.
Disassemble the other party like taking apart parts.

"My heart was knocked out, and I was thinking of finding something else to replace it."

Frick rummaged through his collection of junk.
Soon, he found a special collectible.

A metallic sphere covered with special runes.
Inside, a hazy glow flowed, like a galaxy of stars.

This is loot I got from fighting another group of greenskins in Colonus.
It has patterns similar to those in bean sprout script, but is more complex and obscure.

Frick couldn't understand the meaning of these symbols, but he thought he could use them on the lion's teeth.

After examining the metal sphere in his hand, Frick began to work.

He removed the lion's shattered heart and inserted the metal sphere he had on hand into it.

After several days and nights,
The master strategist, Frick, finished his job.

A metal sphere replaced the lion's heart, and more metal prosthetics were installed on its head and body.
It looks more powerful, bigger, and more WAAAGH.

After completing the repairs, Frick connected a fist-thick cable to Lion Fang's body, preparing to revive him with an electric shock.

Frick turned to look at the asshole who had been watching him perform the surgery.

"Gorglock, go and turn on the power switch."

Garglock dared not oppose the Great Machine King, and could only obediently do his job.
He lifted his short legs and walked toward the power switch the other person had mentioned.

The power switch was enormous, larger than Garglock's body, and was embedded in a wall covered with metal patches.

He had to jump up and use all his strength to pull it.

boom!
The moment the switch was touched, a thick current shot out, sending Garglock flying. By the time he landed, he was already charred and dead.

A terrifying electric current surged into Lion Fang's body, causing him to tremble uncontrollably.

The next second, Lion Fang opened his tightly closed eyes.

Those eyes were initially emerald green,

Then it turned scarlet.

Lion Fang, who should have died, was pulled back from the great green tide.

"Garglock".

Lion Fang emitted a deep growl, searching for its fart spirit.
He was thinking of grabbing the other person and then kicking them away.

…………

Reality: Warhammer herds of cattle and horses.

Second Empire War General: "Hahaha, hahahaha, hahaha, it's done, it's done!"

He kissed Nagou's chubby face wildly: "Another one gone mad? Take him away and put him in the same hospital as the thirteenth prince."

Guilliman is my sun: "You dragged me into this? Damn it..."

One night, he output Slaanesh ten times: "The Dao of Sitting in Oblivion is becoming increasingly rampant, suspected to be an invasion by evil spirits. I request the deployment of the Tribunal."

A twisted person using a twisted hammer: "Sorry, there's no Tribunal. How about the Dragon Group?"

"I am Long Aotian, Dragon Group No. 00. Please enlighten me."

"Here's some turtle soup for you: @Second Empire War General, what happened? You seem so happy."

Second Empire Warmaster: "I have achieved the first Hall of Fame skill in the game."

One night of Slaanesh output ten times: "…………"

A twisted person needs a twisted hammer: "…………"

Desert Lone Smoke: "…………"

Director Qi, who only wanted to improve, asked: "What? A top-tier skill?"

Erlonghu's top dog: "Upstairs, keep your formation!!"

You sneaky bastard! I can tell you're not human at first glance: "Too bad, the game doesn't have an achievement system."

Second Empire War General: "That's true! When will the official team release an achievement system?! As the first player to possess a Hall of Fame skill, I don't have any achievements and can't enter the Hall of Fame??"

To wrestle with Khorne: "I'll release it when I get the 'Defeat Angron' achievement."

Zhua Genbao was also chosen by God: "Then I guess I can forget about it for the rest of my life."

To challenge Khorne: "You look down on me? You think I've never been able to beat Angron? I'll give you a chance to rephrase your words and repeat them again."

Zhua Genbao was also chosen by God to retract his statement.

Dragonborn is also a chosen one: "Defeating Angron is a dream come true for me."

To wrestle with Khorne: "Damn... is this how you rephrase your words??"

Dragonborn is also a chosen one: "I can't lie and go against my conscience. Have you forgotten how you fought Angron last time, got instantly killed, and then got whipped for more than ten rounds?"

"........."

…………

The vast and boundless subspace.

The magnificent fleet, led by the Imperial Glory, is navigating through a subspace storm toward the Maltz system.

While analyzing the battlefield situation from the bridge, Qin Yun would also take some time to peek into group chats and forums.

By browsing through players' chats and posts, can you find any important information that the newbies might have overlooked?

The chat messages from the Warhammer Minotaur herd were rapidly flooding the screen.
Seeing the players discussing the achievement system, Qin Yun stroked his chin, considering whether or not to introduce an achievement system.

The achievement system is an important mechanism in games, which can encourage players to constantly challenge themselves and enjoy the fun and sense of accomplishment that the game brings.

"That sounds interesting. Let's create an achievement system and let them take on challenges."

"Create an achievement for Stealing the Treasury of the Endless One - Talazin, which requires obtaining a valuable item from the treasury of the Necromancer of Space."

"Breaking through the Primarch's defenses is an achievement in itself."

"Give the mummified emperor some oil and wax for maintenance?"

"Participate in the rescue of Calgary, and serve as a stretcher bearer for the ICU's God of War!!"

"........."

After careful consideration, Qin Yun decided to introduce the achievement system in the 5.0 version update.

Those quirky achievements will definitely motivate players to work harder and willingly become their slaves.

At that moment, sirens blared throughout the warship.

The watchtower clock hanging from the deck dome emitted a somber chime.

The first chime was awe-inspiring.

"We have arrived at our destination and are about to leap into the physical universe."

The Celestial Lord shouted from his high platform.
The sound was transmitted to various departments through the intercom in front of them.

The servo skulls that whistled through the air carried the voice of the Celestial Chief and songs praising the Divine Emperor throughout the entire ship.

A group of mechanical priests sang in unison using binary code.
"Praise be to Om Messiah, praise be to the god of all machines..."

The swaying clock rose to its highest point, hovered for a moment, and then began to fall.
The hammer struck the bell wall due to inertia, and the resounding bell rang out again.

"After the countdown ends, all warships will shut down their subspace engines and follow the Imperial Glory into the physical universe."

"To reiterate, all warships will shut down their subspace engines after the countdown ends and follow the Imperial Glory into the physical universe."

A fleet liaison officer sent a message to the other warships.

The projection screen flickered, and the icons of warships changed from red to green, indicating that they had received the message.

Qin Yun stood on the bridge, his gaze fixed on the armored shields covering the portholes, as if his gaze could pierce the tides of the heavens.

Once everything was ready, he ordered the ship's communications system to be turned on.

"Another war is coming, my brave compatriots. On the other side of the curtain, heretics and traitors are gathering, and our purpose here is to unleash the Emperor's wrath upon them."

"They are bowing down to an ancient enemy, but they will soon realize that it was an extremely foolish decision."

"We are the Emperor's sword, His wrathful angels, and our enemies tremble at our arrival."

"The great revival of humanity will begin in our hands, and the empire will last forever."

"Many may sacrifice themselves for this great goal, but do not be afraid, the throne of the emperor welcomes all who are loyal."

"Load all macro cannons, increase reactor output to maximum, and activate the physical space engine. Enter the material realm in a state of combat readiness."

"We will fight to the bitter end until the enemy is completely defeated."

The speech ended, and cheers erupted.

"Master, that was a really good speech." Xiling, standing behind Qin Yun, looked at him.

"Are you praising this speech because the last one wasn't good enough?" Qin Yun retorted jokingly.

"Ah! No, no." Xiling said somewhat flusteredly, "Master's speeches are always so wonderful."

"Still so easily amused." Qin Yun laughed, then turned his gaze back to the battlefield projection. "Xiling, prepare for the slaughter."

Xiling nodded. "Understood, Master. Watch me beat those bad guys to a pulp."

"........."

The clock struck, the ship groaned, and the entire deck trembled.

The crew on the bridge walked back to the fixed impact platform and lowered their safety belts.

The soldiers inside the cabin strapped themselves to their beds.

Staff with the relevant equipment used magnetic locks to secure themselves in place.

As the countdown ended, the ship's tremors became increasingly violent.
People's vision becomes blurred, the outlines of those around them appear double, and everyone is shrouded in another blurry film, separating reality from unreality.

"...Three, two, one! Countdown is over. Now move in. Activate the physical space engine. All personnel, prepare for battle."

With a loud wail, the Imperial Glory departed from the warp and entered the material world.

Only the navigator clearly saw the entire process; others could only perceive it through the ship's tremors.

"The migration was successful," said a wise man from the Mechanic Order. "All ships have safely departed the High Heavens. Praise be to Om Messiah, praise be to the Omniknight."

"Raise the shields, begin the battle," Qin Yun ordered.

PS: This is a star map of the Calicius sector, provided by tabletop role-playing enthusiast Arandis.

Chapter 2 is expected to be uploaded at 5:30.
(End of this chapter)