I summoned the Fourth Scourge in Warhammer

Chapter 90 So devout!
Beyond the hive city, yellow sand swirled, and the boundless, desolate Gobi Desert was scorched by the blazing sun. A small squad of Astragalus soldiers and a tiny figure in a red robe were gathered around a chimera armored personnel carrier. The Astragalus soldiers leaned against the vehicle, occasionally kicking at the sand beneath their feet, while the tiny figure in the red robe lay on the open hood, the bio-detector on his forehead flashing red intermittently as he diligently repaired the engine.

"Hey, Brother Li, when are you going to finish fixing this?" The giant unicorn leaned weakly against the chimera's tracks, chewing on some dry rations it had somehow gotten its hands on. "What happened to how amazing the mechanical priests were? How come you're fixing this broken engine like you're constipated?"

“First of all, I’m not a mechanical priest yet, just an apprentice. I estimate I’ll need to work hard for another ten years to become a full priest.” Li Yongsi looked up and glared at the giant unicorn. “Secondly, soon.”

"How many times have you said 'almost' now?" the giant unicorn scoffed. "Besides, ten years? Who plays a game and becomes an NPC's apprentice for ten years first?"

Li Yongsi said coldly, "I have my own reasons."

“So,” the name interrupted their banter, “does anyone know the time? How much longer are we going to be stuck in this desolate place?”

“Two more Terra hours.” This was Li Yongsi’s answer to the question. He had a built-in timer. “If we still haven’t found any trace of the Orks within two Terra hours, we’ll return to the hive.”

The giant unicorn asked, "So why don't we ride the Valkyrie to scout? It's faster and more convenient."

"Valkyrie isn't a reconnaissance plane, it's too much of a commotion, you idiot! I haven't even complained, so don't keep bringing it up," Li Yongsi complained again. "At least you guys can reset your physical state by committing suicide, but I wouldn't dare to die even once, otherwise I'd lose my apprentice status!"

“I say,” Moth sighed, her gaze sweeping across the vast expanse of yellow sand, “can’t you three think about something more serious?”

"Is it serious business?" the other three asked in unison, their voices filled with doubt.

“For example…” the moth looked away and turned to them, “how are we supposed to fight millions of greens in this open area…”

These words left the three people present feeling suffocated. Entering such a wilderness and facing a massive number of orcs would be an absolute hellish challenge.

“Uh…” the giant unicorn was the first to speak, “Surely we should wait until the open beta, when there are more players, before trying to open a dungeon of this level?”

“On the contrary, I think the decision to send people to scout now is the right one,” Moth said. “After all, the greens are there whether you’re afraid or not, and that’s an undeniable fact.”

He pointed into the distance: "In that case, it's best to keep track of their movements at all times. Otherwise, if they launch a surprise attack on the Nest during this period of 'large-scale resumption of production,' things will really get complicated."

"OK, it's fixed!" Li Yongsi slammed the hood shut with a loud "click." "Oh Messiah, this was really a troublesome thing."

"Speaking of which, do you really believe in Om Messiah now?" Moth asked curiously as she prepared to get into the car.

"Ha!" Li Yongsi chuckled dryly. "My faith in Om Messiah is like a high school student who can't solve a math problem on a test, so they pray to God, the Three Pure Ones, Buddha, and Allah... I'm very devout!"

Just then, the giant unicorn suddenly pointed in a direction: "Isn't something wrong over there?"

The other three instinctively turned to look in the direction the giant horned beast was pointing, and found that there was indeed some unusual dust rising up there.

"Maybe it's a sandstorm?" the moth speculated. "Then we'd better get in the car and get out of here quickly."

“No, that’s not right…” Li Yongsi’s mechanical eyes could see further than the other three. He was the first to spot a Chimera armored vehicle on the horizon. “It’s from the second platoon of the third company. They came out to scout in the same batch as us.”

"Oh?" the name asked. "Are they being chased by a sandstorm?"

“No, that doesn’t seem to be a sandstorm…” Li Yongsi’s face grew increasingly grim (don’t ask where someone heavily modified by machinery gets such a grimace), “It’s Green Soldier! Thousands upon thousands of Green Soldier are chasing them!” Li Yongsi whirled around: “We need to hurry…”

Then he saw that the other three had somehow gotten into the chimera's cargo compartment. Moth, sitting in the passenger seat, poked her head out and urged, "What are you standing there for? Get in and let's go!"

Meanwhile, the situation was much more dangerous for the second platoon of the third company on the other side.

"Assimilate!" the bug, holding a promethium flamethrower at the back of the vehicle and ready to burn the charging green-skinned creatures to death, yelled. "I told you not to roll that damn die! Rolling it is one thing, but you rolled a 3! Rolling a 3 is one thing, but you still dared to take on a reconnaissance mission! Look, we're doomed now!"

“You have to look at the problem from a positive perspective,” the player in the driver’s seat, who had completed assimilation, tried to argue… or rather, explain, “Look, haven’t we completed the reconnaissance mission? We’re dozens of times ahead of the other players, and most of the credit for this mission belongs to the two of us!”

"You're so zealous!" BUG exclaimed angrily, "You have nothing, it doesn't matter if you die, I still have my promethium flamethrower with me!"

"Hey you shrimps up ahead, stop running!" roared the orc who was riding the fastest motorcycle and was the biggest among the orcs, who was always at the front. "Stop and fight me!"

"Fuck your mother!" BUG retorted without backing down, already used to exchanging trash talk with these green-skinned guys. "Do you think there are two idiots like us with so many of you?"

"Come on, let's fight!" Oak said relentlessly.

Fuck your mother!

"Let's fight!"

"Dry……"

"Alright, alright, that's enough!" the driver exclaimed, finally losing his temper. "How can you two be so childish? Are you elementary school kids?! Are you going to have [Reflection] [Reflection Invalid] and [I Reflect Your Reflection Invalid] next?"

"Uh..." BUG was speechless after being assimilated.

“Running around like this isn’t a solution.” After leaving the bug speechless, Assimilation took the initiative to change the subject, “Tell that Oak boss that we can stop and fight it, but only one-on-one, and if I win, he has to let us go.”

"A one-on-one fight with a green-skinned guy leading ten thousand minions?" BUG asked in surprise.

"What?" Assimilation said irritably, "You think I can't beat you?"

BUG didn't say anything, but his expression said it all.

"Hmph," Assimilation sneered, saying smugly, "To tell you the truth, just now, my God's Dice cooldown ended..."

Assimilation spoke, he took out a die engraved with intricate patterns, the number "42" prominently displayed on it, emitting a faint glow.

"I've thrown hundreds of times, and this is the first time I've ever thrown a 42!" he said, head held high. "Just relax and watch how your Assimilation Bro utterly crushes the greens!"

(End of this chapter)